Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, okay?
Kurosaki Ichigo was in mortal pain, but his own fatal wounds did not, and would not allow him to peel his eyes away from the fight unfolding before him. Even Orihime, who sat beside Ichigo in order to treat his injuries, has forgotten her duties as her eyes fixated on Kenpachi, a ferocious captain known for his lust for combat, and an Arrancar by the name of Noitora, duking it out in the middle of Huego Mundo.
Sadly, they've been at it for hours now, taking turns boasting about their strengths and belittling the other, and sometimes, belittling themselves and boasting about the other's strengths by mistake. Ichigo and Orihime felt quite vexed in their position, but they had little to complain. After all, their lives had been saved by the appearance of Kenpachi, but his willingness to drag the fight had weighed down on the two. Eventually, Ichigo regained his health, but remained in his position.
He looked over at Orihime.
"Should I…?"
She shook her head.
"Look, Kenpachi's serious now! He's using TWO arms to fight off that praying mantis guy!" she exclaimed.
Ichigo frowned.
"Yeah, I realize that. And I also realize that Noitora's got four arms…"
"Six, actually," Orihime corrected.
The orange haired shinigami rolled his eyes.
"Four or six, he'll realize that he can utilize all of HIS arms to swing down his scythe, thus multiplying his own strength as well. It will never end. It has already reached a point where everything's become ridiculous."
And just as Ichigo had predicted, Noitora utilized all of his arms to repel Kenpachi's mighty kendo swing, and was just in the middle of a monologue explaining the schematics of his counter attack, while laughing like a maniac.
Ichigo sighed.
"You know what Ichigo?" Orihime asked.
"What is it?"
She turned around to face him.
"Your fights aren't exactly brief either. I thought I was going to die of old age when you fought Byakuya. Rukia could've been executed fifty times while you two were at it," she said, quite to the point.
Ichigo drew a blank. She was right.
"Whatever," he murmured, turning away from both the fight and his schoolmate.
"Ah. Kenpachi just activated his bankai…" Orihime observed.
"His sword turned into a microphone…and he's singing…beautifully."
Ichigo had his back against this spectacle, but he could still hear a sweet, sorrowful melody, reaching his eardrums from over his shoulder.
Nobody knows who I really am
I never felt this empty before
And if I ever need someone to come along
Who's gonna comfort me, and keep me strong
We are a rowing boat of fate
The waves keep on coming and we can't escape
But if we ever get lost on our way
The waves will guide you through another day…
Ichigo sighed.
"Completely ridiculous…"
The End