Hello everybody I'm back with a new story. Life Isn't Always Easy. I dnt really have much to say at this point but to enjoy this new story.

It was a cold, foggy day in Karakura town. A girl with long-auburn hair, that was tied up in a messy pony tail, walked down the wet, slipper sidewalk towards Karakura High School. She stopped at the entrance of the gate and sighed. I hope it isn't one of those days again.

She continued her way through yard, trembling as everybody laughed and whispered mean things about her. She looked down at the ground and hugged herself tight as she passed everybody.

But that was a huge mistake. She walked into what felt like a brick wall, and raised her hand to touch it. Her body froze and her brain shut down as she felt as it wasn't a wall, but a well-built chest.

"What the fuck do you think your doing." It said. The person pushed her, and she landed on her back. Her head hitting the ground with force. She winced and looked up to spot Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez hovering above her. She started to crawl back, trying to escape the dark presence of the boy. But he pressed his foot down on her ankle, stopping her.

She winced and open her mouth to scream, but a hand was clasped over it. No. No. No. She repeated in her head over and over again. Her body began to shake and her eyes began to water with tears. He lend down eye level with her and grinned.

He toyed with her hair before grabbing it and pulling it down with force. "If you every touch me again with those disgusting hands again, I will break them." A crowed had formed around us and everyone was laughing, not caring to help. Grimmjow stood up and kicked her in her side. "You fucking outcast." Was his last words before walking away.

A group of girls walked passed and stopped in front of her. The main girl of group frowned and hissed at her. "I can't believe you did that you disgusting bitch. Tch your very lucky he didn't do more then that." With that said she walked away.

The girl layed there, holding her side, coughing up blood as all the students walked to class. She took deep breaths. Trying to give her lungs some air. She closed her eyes tightly and sighed. Why did this always happen to me?

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I cant believe I'm late again. Ichigo screamed threw his head as he ran threw traffic of the streets. He dodged people after people. Car after car till he reached the front gates of Karakura High. He reached the front gate and began walking to class but paused as he spotted a tiny girl with auburn hair laying in the middle of the yard.

He quickly ran towards the girl and dropped on his knees as he tapped the girl lightly. "Hey, are you ok?" The girl groaned and coughed up a small amount of blood. He panicked but calmed down as he thought over the situation he had been in.

He examined the girl body, looking for wounds that caused her to spit up blood. He noticed her holding her side. Reaching down to see what the problem was, the girl moaned in pain, gripping her sides harder. He slowly lifted her hand away and pulled her school shirt up to see a purple bruise on her side. He hissed and sucked his teeth as he scooped the girl into his arms bridal-style and began walking towards his house.

Who the fuck would do something like this and why?

Arriving at his house he walked inside to see his father sitting down watching T.V. Sighing to himself he called out to his dad and walked towards the clinic area of the house.

"What is it now Ichigo. I'm trying to watch my favorite T.V. show here." Hearing his father voice he layed the girl on the bed, turning to his father, he frowned.

"Shut up old man and help her." Pointing to the now unconscious girl that was laying on the bed pale as a ghost. His father got the memo of what his son was talking about and hurried to the girl sides, putting on a pair of blue latex gloves, and his lab coat. He lifted up that girl shirt and noticed the nasty purple bruise on her side.

"What happened to her?" Was his fathers only question. The boy growled and shrugged his shoulders. Upon noticing his father silence he crossed his arms over his chest and tugged his way over to his father.

Ichigo looked over his fathers shoulder. "I really don't know what happen to her. I just found her laying in the middle of the school yard." His father quivered and grabbed a pair of scissors of the table near him and began cutting the shirt. Ichigo blushed as he saw what his father was doing and grabbed his arms stopping him.

Isshin smirked. "What's wrong my son never seen boobs before, or never seen these types of boobs. My god there h-" Isshin was cut of as Ichigo punched him in the face. Knocking the man off his feet.

"Damn you, you old pervert. Of coarse I've seen b-boobs before damn it." He said, stuttering over his words. By the time he was done his father was now leaning over the poor girl, cleaning and rapping her side.

"I'm not just talking about Senna boobs. Damn hers was smaller than door knobs. No I'm talking about huge boobs like these." Ichigo wanted to pull out his hair at this point in life. How could his father just comment on this girl rack, why she was in front of him. Completely knocked out and Senna's to?

A sound of snapping felled the room as his father took of his gloves and coat. He looked at his son and gave a small nod. He nodded back and walked out the room, closing the door behind him. He forced himself to walked to the front room, and sat down on the couch.

What happened to her. Was the only question he keep asking himself over and over again, and he need an answer. Now.

Ichigo had decided to head on to school that following day, and get answers to what had happened to that girl. Even though he was extremely late and got detention once again. But it didn't take long to get what he was looking for. All during English class all you heard was whisper after whisper talking about what had happen that early morning. When the bell had rung, telling us that class was over, and lunch started. Ichigo packed all his things and walked out the room, but somebody bumped into him.

"Watch were the fuck your going." Before Ichigo could do anything his phone vibrated, and he pulled it out. Looking at the caller I.D Ichigo curse under his breath and sighed at all the missed calls he had. He hit the talk button and pressed the phone against his ear.

"Hello."

"Bout time you picked up your phone. Listen Ichigo do you know a girl named Orihime Inoue that goes to your school." Ichigo sighed. Of coarse he knew her. She was the total outcast of the whole school. No one never talked to her, or tried to be friends with her.

"Yeah I know a girl named that. I never really talked to her at all. Why?"

"Will I looked into her files and it seems that this girl have been taking vacations to the hospital a bunch of times, containing serious injures such as; broken bones, black eyes, vital cuts, and many more that is were almost life threatening."

"I never knew that. Will I have seen her around school with bandages on her body, but they never seem so bad." Ichigo heard his father sigh on the other end of the phone.

"Anyway after lunch I want you to come straight home. I don't care if school hadn't let out yet. I have some things that need to be taking care of ok."

"Ok."

The conversation ended and Ichigo walked down the hall towards the lunch room. Once he made it there he made his way to his usually sit near the window and looked around the whole room.

"Wow I can't believe he did that to her, but she totally deserved that."

"That stupid bitch should of never touched him, and she wouldn't be in curtain condition she's in now."

"I wonder if she's still laying there?"

"I didn't see her in any of my classes."

"Mine either."

"Grimmjow was so wrong. He went to over the top this time, but who cares."

Giggles and gasped was heard all over the room. It had seem that everybody had seen what Grimmjow had done, and didn't bother to help. That's just stupid. Why wouldn't anyone try to help her? And Grimmjow? Why would he do something like that?"

Question after question was being bared into his head, and he didn't have a answer to anyone of them. Getting up and throwing away his lunched he exited the lunch room and back to class to grab his things. Once he got all his stuff he made his way to the school yard and to his house. Not caring that school wasn't even over it seeing that his father told him to leave. Even though Ichigo tried his hardest to get his mind off of the girl, he couldn't. But that didn't even matter. All he knew was that he wanted to protect her from any danger. Including Grimmjow.

When Ichigo mad it to his house, he was greeted with uncomfortable silence and darkness. Ichigo knew that the twins was at school, but for his father, no clue. Ichigo dropped his bag on the living room sofa and found a note on the nightstand.

Dear Ichigo,

I went out to grab a few things and take care of something. Miss Inoue should still be sleep.

If she is I want you to change her bandages and give her the medicine that's on her night stand.

Don't try anything freaky. She's your patient, not your girl.

I.K

Balling the note into a ball he walked to the clinic area of the house, making his way to the girl room. Opening the door to the room, no one was there. That's when Ichigo panic senses kicked in. He search every room top to bottom but didn't find the girl anywhere.

Upon freaking out more, there was the sound of water running then going off. Ichigo walked back to the girl room to spot her with a blue towel rapped around her naked form. Hair wet. Water dripping down her collarbone.

His face turned completely red. "Fucking. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Covering his eyes with one arm, he backed away from the room. Knocking over a vase that was sitting on a nightstand and slamming the door in the process. His heart slammed against his ribcage with every breath he took. That was the first time any girl has made him blush like that.

Taking breath after breath. His heart finally calmed down and his face went back to its original color. Sitting on the sofa in the clinics waiting room. He waited for the girl to come out, so that he could talk to her and get the answers to his questions. Ten minutes passed up and the girl hadn't come out yet. Being his impatient self he stood up and made his way to her room door. He knocked on the door and crossed his arms under his chest and waited. And waited. And waited. But still no answer. He cursed under his breath and grabbed the door knob, opening the door. But it was locked. He continued to try opening the door. But failed.

"I am not unlocking the door so stop trying to get in." Her weak little voice said from the other side of the door. Ichigo frown and hissed in a breath. He took a deep breath, calming his raging temper down.

"Please can you open the door. The police is outside and they want to ask you a few questions that's all." Ichigo smirked and almost laughed at the ridiculous lie he just said. But it most haven't been ridiculous to the girl because she quickly opened the door with a scared impression written all over her face.

"Who called the police and why?" Orihime questioned him. Ichigo shook his head as his eyes scan every inch of her body. Flawless pale skin. Plunked pink lips. Flat stomach. Nice waist, and the best size boobs he had every seen. He walked over to the supply closet and sighed.

"No one called the damn cops. It was just a lie." Remarked Ichigo. Orihime gasped and dashed back inside her room, but Ichigo grabbed her arm. Stopping her. "Stop running. All I came to do is to change your bandages."

She yanked her arm away, but he once again grabbed it. Damn her wrist is so small. SHe continued to attempt to break free, but failed in the process containing how strong he was and his hard grip on her.

"Let go of my arm. Your hurting me." Hissing at the sudden pressure he was seducing on her wrist. Ichigo let go of her arm and cursed under his breath as he saw the bruise that lay upon her flawless skin.

"You don't have to change anything, because I already did." Stated Orihime who was rubbing her sour wrist. Orihime looked up at the boy and gasped. Why didn't she realize it sooner. "Your name is Ichigo Kurosaki right?"

Ichigo looked over at her and nodded. She sucked her teeth and pointed to him. "Your the talk of the school. You know that right?" Once again he nodded and sat down at the table. She nodded slowly before sitting down at the table across from him.

"You want to know something?" He finally spook up. Orihime nodded and Ichigo opened his mouth to say something but closed it. "I'm not the talk of the school anymore. You are." He finally said. She gasped and placed her hands on the table.

"How am I the talk of the school. No one talks about me." Ichigo looked at her from under his bangs. He stood up and lend towards her, so they could be face to face before saying.

"The whole incident that happened between you and Grimmjow this morning. That's what the whole school is talking about." Sitting back down, he lend backwards in his chair. "Are you going to tell me what happen?"

"No." She quickly answered before turning on her heels and walking away, but was stopped at hearing Ichigo's voice. "You have no choice but to tell me, or tell the cops. Your choice." Sighing to herself in defeat Orihime sat back down at the table and started to explain what happened that following day.