Disclaimer: I do not Bleach. Tite Kubo owns the wonderful world of Bleach. If I did own Bleach, it would either be: A) Dark, filled with gore and sex, and lots of Grimmhime or some other equally dark pairing. Or B) Adorable, thoughtful, fluffy, and LOTS OF Ichihime.

Info:

Title: Realize

Summary: She was in love with him, but he didn't see her.

Pairing: Orihime/Ichigo

Now on to the story!

ORIHIME

I wish on everything. Dandelions, fallen eyelashes, even 11:11. When I was little, I would wish for toys or friends but as the years passed, I weaned away from the trivial things. I wished for the one thing I wanted for the past four years.

I wanted my best friend to finally see me for me, not the girl he's known since we were in diapers, but the girl who's loved him for who he is.

It's one of those days at the end of summer. There's a slight rustle in the breeze, and you can hear the laughter in the air. School's just around the bend. Every night before you go to bed, you cross off the date, counting the days until the start of something new.

I pull out the grass and lift out a handful. I giggle and pelt my best friend, Ichigo Kurosaki with the grass in my hands. He shields himself by bringing an arm up to his face and tries to block my attack.

"What was that for?" He asks, defending himself from further ambushes. He tries to sound mad, but he fails as he breaks out into laughter. I laugh, too and our happiness melds into harmony.

"You got lost again," I explain to him.

Ichigo smiles at me, the kind of smile that you can see in their eyes and you feel it in your heart.

I try not to blush so I busy myself by singing a song to myself softly and twiddle with the hem of my dress.

I catch Ichigo out of the corners of my eyes as he watches me with his warm honey eyes.

"You should sing more often." He comments.

I look up. "Me sing? In your dreams, fan boy." I roll my eyes. "And what were you thinking bout that got you so carried away?" I scoff at the last sentence.

"School." He answers, lying down next to me. He's so close that his honey blond hair is touching my knees. He stares at the sky like he is waiting for someone to come visit him.

"You think about school?"

"You know what I mean. We're sophomore now. Time flies when you're not paying attention. I got my license already. Wow."

"Speaking of driving, don't forget to pick me up on Monday." I remind him, swatting his head.

He looks up at me, his light brown eyes gleaming, and he flashes me a lopsided grin. The one that is reserved for me and the one that makes my heart melt.

"I won't, Hime." He pulls on a loose strand of my chestnut hair.

And that's all I'll ever be to him, Hime. His best friend and nothing more.

Second Bleach story! Yes! I am on a roll. LOL. Any way... so review, maybe?

~A