AN: My head is in a weird place right now and I really love vampires, so I don't know what kind of story this'll become or how long it will be. I do not own Bleach or any of its characters.
Chapter 1, Orihime's Point of View
I look straight ahead as I walk home but occasionally look over at the few cars that pass me every so often. What a boring life a human life can be…if only there were more to this world.
I quicken my pace when I see my apartment building. The sooner I arrive, the sooner I can get comfortable in bed and read a good book. Sadly, that's not how things seem to play out within the next several minutes.
Suddenly, someone grabs me by the wrist and pulls me back towards them. I freeze for a moment before attempting to look at the person holding onto me but another hand grabs my face and forces me to look up. My eyes widen with fear when they meet up with a pair of icey blue eyes that have the look of a cold blooded killer. There are two of them?! I begin to panic internally.
The man, who's those icey blue eyes belong to, speaks, "Cooperate and you may get to live."
The one holding onto me speaks into my ear, causing me to shiver in disgust and fear, "Hand over any money you have and then do as the boss says."
They must have sensed my hesitation because "the boss" smacks me across the face with the back of his hand. At first I don't feel anything other than a numbing sensation but as soon as the blood trickles down from my nose I feel a stinging sensation where I was hit. I can only manage to say, "I don't have any money on me, search me if you don't believe me. But please…let me go."
"No money huh? I guess we'll just have to go with step two of the plan," The one holding onto me grunts.
I begin to squirm, hoping that someone, anyone would pass by. Why aren't there anymore cars passing by? Why does it have to end this way for me? Are human lives that boring…are we only born to die? Is there really nothing more to this world?
The one with the icey blue eyes rips open my shirt. Tears fall silently as I let this happen without any further struggle. These men must have their reasons for being so cruel…maybe it's my fault for walking out at night by myself. No! It's not my fault, but regardless, I see no reason to fight.
They push me to the ground and the one that was holding me climbs over me as the other kneels by me, a knife to my throat. I close my eyes and wait for the torture to begin. Just as I give up on my life, something or someone pushes both men away from me.
I open my eyes slowly and see a man…with spikey orange colored hair…standing over me, protectively? He looks down at me and smirks before charging at the two brutes he had pushed away from me. I'm unsure of what he plans to do to them, and I lose sight of him. My mind wanders briefly.
My face is warm…am I blushing? I sit up and touch my cheeks, they're warm…I am blushing, but why? Could it be because of him? I attempt to look around for him but it only hurts my neck. My neck!
I put a hand to the side of my neck that the blue eyed man had a knife to. Sure enough, I am bleeding. It can't be severe because I'm not bleeding a lot and I don't feel faint whatsoever. As I attempt to stand up, the orange haired man appears next to me all of a sudden. I hold back a gasp as he apologizes, "Sorry about that cut, I guess I should have been more careful when getting those two thugs away from you."
"N-No…don't worry a-about me. They didn't h-hurt y-you did they," I stutter horribly as I avoid looking at him.
Suddenly, he takes off his jacket and hands it to me. He explains since I must look confused, "Your shirt appears to have been torn open, so cover up. And forget about me…are you going to be alright. I can walk you home…"
It's like I forgot everything that happened just now because I nod my head in response. He helps me up and walks with me all the way to my apartment door. I invite him in and he appears hesitant at first but finally walks in after me.
"Would you like any help cleaning those wounds up?"
"Wounds…?" I ask, unsure of what he's saying. That's when I feel the stinging sensation on my face and the slight pain on my neck.
"You must be very frightened to not have felt those sooner…" He says mostly to himself.
"No, it's fine…I'll go clean them up myself."
I walk to the bathroom and look for the first aid kit and a few extra things. I clean the blood on my face first before even looking at my neck wound. I attempt to clean it but I get lost in thought as I do so, therefore, I end up rubbing the wound too roughly and causing it to start bleeding all over again.
I sigh in frustration as I get a small towel and wet the tip. I dab at the wound and that's when I notice the orange haired man standing behind me. I begin, "I'm sorry for taking long…I accidentally caused my wound to start bleeding again…"
I trail off when I notice his eyes are focused on my neck. "Are you okay?"I ask him worriedly as I walk up to him. That's when I finally notice the blood surrounding the corners of his mouth and parts of his chin. How did I not notice that blood on his face before?
Before I can ask if he was hit, he begins to take a step back but instead takes a step forward, distracting me. I feel myself blush as I just stand there, not knowing what to do. He asks as he places a hand to the side of my face gently, "What's your name?"
"O-Orihime Inoue…can I ask what yours is?"I say as calmly as I can without wincing at his gentle touch over the now swollen area on my face.
"Ichigo…Kurosaki…"He responds slowly as he looks into my eyes apologetically. I'm confused but for some reason I trust him. Even though every nerve in my body is trembling with fear for an unknown reason and my mind is screaming danger. Ichigo apologizes quietly, "I'm sorry, Orihime…but your blood smells so good…I can't hold back."
"What…my blood…"I stop speaking when I see his brown eyes turn into a blood red color. Then I notice his canine teeth have become elongated and sharp like a…vampire's?
Ichigo's teeth sink into the side of my neck and he begins to suck my blood. I am afraid yet equally, and foolishly, still trusting of him with all of my being. I don't attempt to stop him instead I grab onto his shoulders.
Just as I begin to feel faint, he stops. My knees tremble and give way, but he doesn't let me fall. Instead he picks me up and looks into my eyes. I look back with half closed eyes as he whispers, "I'm sorry…I need to erase your memory and give you a new one…"
"What…? No, Ichigo, please don't. I don't want to forget you…the one who saved my life,"I plead meekly as he carries me to the sofa in my living room.
"I must, you're a human that shouldn't know of my existence, at least, not in this way. Just be grateful I didn't kill you myself,"Ichigo says quietly as he sets me down and kneels in front of me.
Tears form in my eyes as I think of pleading to him again but in the end nothing comes to mind. Just because I am calm now, doesn't mean I will be when I have a clearer mind. I nod in understanding as I think, Maybe there is more to this world. There is bound to be an unknown world, it's just a matter of finding it, intentionally or not.
"You'll only remember having a normal walk home and getting home tired, so you went to bed early…don't look so sad, we may meet again. Goodbye, Orihime,"He says as he looks me directly in the eyes. As my eye lids close unwillingly, I see him bite his hand and move it towards me. Then, everything is forgotten.
AN: So let me know what you think and sorry for having a cliffhanger as an ending for the first chapter of my new story.