"Come on nii-san," his sister said, "Please."
"Ok," he said, "I'll take you riding."
"Thank you nii-san," his sister said before running off.
However, the ride was delayed. His sister fell ill.
"I was so excited about riding," she said before coughing.
"Don't worry," he said, "I'll take you riding as soon as you are better."
But that day never came. She never got better. Within six days, his young sister who had always been so full of life, no longer had any life in her. He carried her body to the horse. He didn't care if got sick and died. He had made a promise and he was going to keep it.
"What have you done," someone asked angrily.
"I didn't have a choice," Ichigo replied.
"You always have a choice," Lisa said, "What in the world possessed you to bring her here anyway? To our home?"
"I don't know," Ichigo said.
CRASH!
"YOU DON'T KNOW," a female shouted, "YOU DON'T KNOW? YOU BRING HER HERE, PUTTING US ALL AT RISK AND YOU SAY YOU DON'T KNOW!"
She stirred. Everyone was silent now.
"Ichigo," she said, "What's going on?"
"Stay still," Ichigo said, "You hit your head pretty hard."
"What happened," she said.
"Don't worry about it Orihime," Ichigo said, "You won't remember anything you saw tonight. Go back to sleep." "Ok," Orihime said as the darkness consumed her.