Series: Bleach
Warning: AU, ugh… Shōnen-ai? OOCness, Violence, Can and will change if this continues.
"Pairing:" GrimmIchi
Playing Hero
(Prologue) Chapter 00: The Note
Ichigo: September, 17th
A white flash of pain erupted from behind Ichigo's closed lids.
Kick, kick, punch, punch, punch, kick.
Pain, bruises, blood.
Unconsciousness.
Ichigo awoke some hours later, with white blinding him temporarily. He blinked several times to allow his vision to return and found himself sitting in a hospital, with his mother and father sitting around him, crying.
"Momma? Dad? Why are you crying?" asked the young boy as he tried to sit up. Very quickly, his mother put her hand out to stop him.
"Don't try to sit up, sweetie. You need to keep lying down, alright?" she asked, voice thick with sadness. Her throat had started to close from crying.
Ichigo nodded and obeyed his mother's wish. "But Momma, why are you crying?" He just could not remember what had happened. He remembered the school bell ringing to dismiss the day; he walked through the playground for a shortcut to home and then it got black. Come to think of it, why was he in a hospital? "Dad, why am I in the hospital?"
"You were hurt pretty badly Ichigo… Someone beat you and you passed out."
"Like some of the people at the clinic?"
"Yes Ichigo, like people at the clinic. But… if Tatsuki-san hadn't," Isshin just couldn't bring himself to terms with it, but it seemed Ichigo understood.
"I want to thank 'Tsuki-chan." he said firmly, "Is she here?"
"She went home a while ago, though she stayed for a long time."
A pair of blue eyes looked around the corner of the door. After a moment, and a scattering noise, a small superhero figure sat at the door corner, with no owner in sight. It had an arm missing, and it seemed it had a losing battle with a dog. A small note was tied around the neck. The scribblings were hurried and in teal crayon. It read;
I'm sory Ichigo.
You wont get hurt agan.
A/N: It's short and kinda sucks, but what do you think? I have an idea going here but I wanted to see what you all thought. You'll be the ones reading it, so if you should be the ones to decide if it gets off the ground. Review and we'll see how far this gets, okay? Boogey(wo)man out! Till next time my lovelies!