Okay...So I'm back with a new story. I know this is not the brightest idea of the bunch since I still haven't come close to hitting back home with Hime Stayed Out All Night but I wanted to try an angsty story real bad. Also, this will be my first M-rated Ichihime story. I haven't got a beta yet for the smutty stuff but, I intend on doing so...

And believe me when I say angsty. This will be one of the most angstiest Ichihime I'll ever write. It's full blown tragedy, I promise you. You see, I already planned the ending. If you can't stand tragedies, I recommend you to stay away from this one but you have to understand that there can't always be happy go lucky kinds of stories about these two.

Also, I know they're not together at first but that's for a reason. Ichihime is truly my OTP and I plan on standing true to it. However, since this is a tragedy...think Romeo and Juliet, Tristan and Isolde.

Again, please don't tell me if the characters are OOC. I already know.

One more thing, like promised, this story will have all the juiciest RenRukiness I can think of.

Disclaimer: This will be a one-time but on-standing disclaimer about any copyrighted materials I mention in this story. I do not own any of the characters or items that I did not create.

Prologue

Orihime Inoue stared at the offensive but thickly white envelope.

"I want you to take this money and leave Japan."

"But I love him..."

"You are to never see my son again."

"And he loves me too."

"I will arrange for one of the best surgeon to perform your abortion." These were the words flowing out of the mouth of her lover's father. The man sitting in front of her was one of Japan's most powerful people. He managed to build Sousuke Corporation from sticks and bones into one of the biggest business alive in Japan. He was Aizen Sousouke. Orihime felt her heart skip a beat. Her knuckles turned white from her hand forming into fists. Her insides were forming into knots. The mere thought of destroying a gift god gave her made her insides squirm.

"I can't leave Ichigo. I promised I won't ever leave him." Orihime replied stubbornly.

"Well..." Aizen smiled but there was no warmth in his eyes. They were heartless and sparked a message of 'how dare you challenge me'. "That's inconvenient, seeing that my son will marry an another woman tomorrow precisely at two o'clock."

Any hope and cheeriness Orihime's heart held flew out the window at these hurting words. Orihime felt like she was stabbed in the back.

"He...Ichigo..." Orihime tried to stop the tears from falling down but they trickled down mercilessly.

"Don't ever come near my son ever again. If you knew your place and stayed away from him in the first place, you wouldn't have gotten your heart broken at all." Aizen Sousuke finally stood up and gave the amber-haired girl a final sneer before walking out of the small but luxurious cafe. Orihime could only stare down at her laps. Only the feeling of sorrow and betrayal filled her now. 'How could Ichigo do this to her' was the only thought she could think.

That night Orihime cried herself to sleep.

The next morning felt more miserable to Orihime. She didn't feel like eating mentally but her craving for chocolate wasn't helping her. So she stepped out of her roomy apartment to go to a nearby grocery store. However, a black car was waiting for her. Men in black ties grabbed one of her arm. Orihime tried to scream but a hand grasped over her mouth firmly. They pulled her into the car. Orihime couldn't believe what was happening to her. The car was moving quick. In no time, they reached their destination.

Orihime looked out and saw a hospital. She understood what this was about even before the black suited men told her.

"Miss, you will walk in. Get the abortion and come out. We'll take you back to your place only then." One of them said to her. Orihime could only nod. She followed their instruction and walked into the hospital. She felt her perspiration dribbling down her forehead. There was a man walking beside her and another one leading the way. They walked up to the receptionist desk. One of them spoke to the receptionist while Orihime clenched her heart. She felt the baby moving inside her. And this broke her heart. She was in a dilemma. She knew this was best for everyone. She didn't want her child to grow up fatherless like her. However, she felt guilty for rejecting a life. This was murder.

When a nurse led her into an operation room, Orihime saw the men wait outside. Only the medical staff and patients were allowed access from this point on. Orihime changed into a greenish blue hospital gown. When the anesthesiologist walked in, Orihime made up her mind. She pulled out the cords attached to her arm.

"Doctor, I'm sorry but I don't want to do this." Orihime walked out of the operation room. However, before walking out of the secondary doors, Orihime carefully peered out through the gap. Like expected, the men were still waiting for her outside. Orihime glanced around for anything that could cover her hair.

That was how she met the cleaning lady. The cleaning woman, who was a sympathetic and kind woman and after hearing Orihime's quick but straight-to-the-point-kind of explanation, offered to give Orihime a new set of the cleaning uniform so that Orihime could hide her identity. Orihime carefully masked herself and walked out with the cleaning equipment. The men stared at her. They walked in her direction and Orihime felt her heart beating faster. However, they walked past her towards the vending machine. Orihime let out the breath she was holding. She was about to walk out but she noticed the black car still parked near the entrance. Orihime carefully hid her face with a duster.

When Orihime walked into her home, she crumpled down on her doorstep. She squeezed back the tears waiting to fall and instead, smiled while rubbing her stomach.

"We made it. I'm so sorry for putting you through all this but I promise you, I'll protect you from now on." Orihime's words held strength. "I'll protect you." Orihime glanced at the clock. It read two thirty eight. Orihime's face twisted into a sad smile.

Ichigo Sousuke was a man who rarely felt out of place but this was one of those special times. Not only did he feel out of place but he also felt lost. He looked at his new bride. She was happily watching out the window from their first-class airplane seats. Ichigo tried to smile but his stomach twisted into a knot. He could only think of the only woman he could ever come to love. Orihime Inoue. He loved her like there was no tomorrow. He loved her enough to sacrifice his happiness to ensure hers. And this was what he was doing. Ichigo ignored the stewardice who was asking him if he wanted coffee, juice or whisky. He waved her off and shut his eyes.

"I won't leave her. No...I can't leave her." Ichigo told his father. Ichigo was almost begging his father. "Without her, my life will be an empty shell. I can't live without her. I love her too much."

"That won't do because I was already planning on..." Aizen cocked his head to the side. "What's the word? Ahhh...terminating her. The girl will die, Ichigo. You know what I'm capable of. This marriage will guarantee Sousuki Incorporation to stretch its domination into foreign countries. How can I pass of this offer? Also, this is the only chance to put a rest to our rivalry with the Kuchikis." Aizen smiled maliciously. The time ticked by quickly but Ichigo was at a loss for words.

"D...ie?" Ichigo finally managed out. "If she dies, I die with her." Ichigo's voice was soft but dangerous. Aizen knew his son was not speaking empty threats. "I promised her I'll protect her. I'm not going to make the same mistakes you made in your life!" Ichigo yelled at his evil father.

"Mistakes?" Aizen let out crackle. "I call them requirements. Have it your way but Ichigo, wouldn't it be better if she lives and you live too? All you have to do is forget her." Aizen smiled. "Think carefully, son." With that, Aizen let out an evil laugh that chilled Ichigo's bones.

Ichigo woke up clutching his head. He let out an anguished scream. Other passengers around him were staring at him. His new wife looked at him too.

"Are you all right, Ichigo?" Rukia Sousuke asked. Ichigo ignored her. The rest of the flight was carried on in the same manner.

When news reached Aizen about Orihime's escape, he was not happy. Aizen was a man who carried perfection to a new level. He hated glitches and this was one of them. If the girl wasn't going to make this easy then he'll have to play things her way. He decided to use a different tactic. He dialed a number on his phone. When the other side picked up, Aizen smiled.

"I got new orders for you."

It has been about two weeks since the day Orihime managed to leave the hospital unscathed. Orihime made sure not to leave her apartment by herself. Her best friend and now, her roomate, Tatsuki did all the grocery shopping and when Orihime did have to go outside, she would always accompany her. Ever since the ordeal, Tatsuki volunteered to live with Orihime until she gives birth. Orihime was in the middle of preparing dinner when the phone rang. It was Tatsuki.

"Orihime, I won't be able to make it to dinner tonight. The kids are in a competition tomorrow and I'll have to stay late to train them."

"It's all right. Don't worry about it. Besides I don't have trouble eating for two people." The two girls laughed. "Anyways, tell them good luck for me."

"Will do! Just make sure to call me if you need anything, okay. Don't hesitate to call. Gotta run, now." The line went dead. Orihime went back to her cooking. Before her pregnancy, Orihime always loved wierd combination of food but according to Tatsuki, the pregnancy was doing wonders for Orihime's tastebuds. Orihime now craved normal foods. When the oven tinged to signal the readiness of her meatloaf, Orihime smiled. Before Orihime could wear her oven mitts, the phone rang again.

"Hi Orihime!" A cheerful voice rang out. "It's me Rangiku. Girl, I haven't seen you in ages." Rangiku was like a sister to Orihime. Rangiku used to date her brother since middle school. But after a month from Orihime's tenth birthday, Sora Inoue passed away from a car crash at the tender age of twenty five. Ever since, Rangiku took care of Orihime. Rangiku lived with Orihime before she got married a year ago. Orihime was then, twenty two. Orihime smiled.

"What are you talking about? I saw you about three days ago."

"Well, I'm having a party at my place so come over! Tatsuki's invited too so bring her over as well!"

"I can't. Besides, Tatsuki isn't here right now. You know, I can't go out alone."

"I'll send over a car." Rangiku's husband was a wealthy owner of car dealerships.

"No, don't do that. I'll be all right."

"You know what, I'll just come over. I don't like the sound of you being alone."

"No, don't do that either. Gin won't be too happy if you left."

"So Orihime, come over and play with me. All these other snobs here are intolerable!" Rangiku pleaded. Orihime let out sigh.

"Okay. Send the car over." Orihime was met with a squeal from the other end of the line. After hanging up, Orihime walked over to her closet. She looked through her collection of dresses. From the way Rangiku described the other guests, it sounded to Orihime as though she was going to an evening party. Orihime grazed over her choices. One was a blue one shouldered chiffon cocktail dress while the other was a creamy beige silk knee length number.

Orihime went with the creamy beige. She knew it was much simpler but with her state, Orihime chose comfort over pretty. Orihime shed off her clothes and placed the dress on. After calling Tatsuki to tell her where she was going, Orihime sat at her dressing table. She took out a Chanel # 20 in Rose Comete and dabbed the pale pink lipstick on. She also lined her lashes with a YSL mascara in blue. Rangiku liked using luxurious makeup and often bought Orihime makeup too. According to Rangiku, what goes on the face and in the face, should be from the best. Rangiku also ate the best foods.

When Orihime was ready, she heard the doorbell ring. Orihime was about to open the door, but she stopped herself. She had to be careful. Orihime checked to see who it was. It was Rangiku.

"Honey, open the door! I'm in an evening." Orihime quickly unlocked the latch. Rangiku gave her a once over and let out a whistle. "You look beautiful like always. At this rate, you'll snag all the attention from the gentlemen at the party to yourself. You might even manage to seduce that insufferable cold Kuchiki bastard." The name caught Orihime's attention. Orihime heard it several times. Apparently, the Kuchiki family was a big rival to the Sousuke family. That was why Ichigo decided to marry the only daughter in the Kuchiki family. Orihime dismissed the unhappy thought.

"Rangiku! I told you not to come." She said instead.

"Orihime, let's stop wasting time and let's go." With that Rangiku pulled Orihime into the elevators. The ride from Orihime's apartment to Rangiku's elegant mansion wasn't too long. When they arrived, a butler came out to greet them. Rangiku waved him off and entered towards the ball room in which, where the party was being held. At their arrival, all attention were on the two lovely and busty women. Rangiku's words were right. All the men goggled openly at Orihime. Even Byakuya Kuchiki looked at Orihime with interest.

Now this didn't happen too often. Byakuya who was a beautiful specimen, was the dream of every woman. He had devilishly handsome looks, a wealthy background and a sharp mind. Also as a bonus, he had a icy aura. This made the women even wilder with the hopes of one them being the one to melt this iciness of his. Byakuya walked over to where Orihime was standing. He wanted to know her. Maybe even go to bed with her.

"I'm guessing you're quite familiar with the Ichimaru's." Byakuya drawled out. Orihime looked at him. He was tall. Almost a whole foot higher than her 5'4. He reminded Orihime of Ichigo. Ichigo was also very tall and Orihime had to always wear heels to minimize the height difference when she was going out with him. Orihime was glad she was in kitten heels today. Usually, ever since her pregnancy Orihime refrained from wearing heels but Orihime decided to take a break today.

"Well, I'm a good friend of Rangiku, you could say."

"I see. Well, Gin is also a good friend of mine." Byakuya stated.

"That's very interesting." Orihime was about to walk away but she slightly stumbled in her steps and fell. Byakuya who was quick on his feet caught her. Orihime ended up falling into his arms. Her glass of orange juice drenched Byakuya's expensive Armani suit.

"I'm so sorry." Orihime apologized. She felt embarrased. "I'm very clumsy and also, I haven't worn heels in a long time." Orihime took out a hankerchief from her clutch and dabbed some of the orange juice dribbling down his chin. Byakuya's lips twitched. He never met a woman like her. He never knew a woman could dare to walk away from him like she did before she tripped. Rangiku came running over, breaking Byakuya's focus on Orihime.

"What happened? Orihime, are you all right?"

"I'm all right. It's not me. It's this person over here who's not all right." Orihime replied. She turned towards Byakuya and bowed her head. "I'm truly sorry. I'll pay for the damages I caused." This made Byakuya's lips form into a bigger grin. Rangiku and the rest of the guests were in shock.

"Uh...Mr. Kuchiki, are you all right?" Rangiku carefully asked. Orihime's upon Rangiku's words, gasped.

"I'm all right." Byakuya took the hankerchief from Orihime's hand. "Well for starters, I would like to know your name." He directed his words towards Orihime.

"Are you Byakuya Kuchiki?" Orihime asked softly. She looked away. She didn't want to think about Ichigo. "I'm sorry. I have to go to the bathroom." Orihime looked towards Rangiku and slightly shook her head. Rangiku returned a worried look. "It's okay, Ran." Orihime quickly left the ball room to exit this well-adorned mansion. She knew she couldn't forget Ichigo but it angered her that every little detail that reminded her of him still hurted like a fresh wound. Before Orihime could make it to the exit, a hand grabbed her arm. It was Byakuya Kuchiki.

"I'll give you a ride."

"I don't need one."

"I would like to give you one."

"No thank you. I'm sorry but..."

"You ruined my suit." Byakuya interrupted. Orihime scowled.

"I know and I'm very sorry. Look, I 'll give you my phone number and when you..."

"I'm interested in you." Byakuya interrupted once more. Any words that Orihime was about to say were forgotten.

"What?"

"You see, I never had anyone reject my offer for a ride. Especially a woman." Orihime was at a loss for words. Orihime finally recovered.

"Well then, this will be your first." Orihime took out a pen and ripped out piece of paper from her agenda book and scribbled her phone number. "Don't hesitate to call about the damages I made to your suit." With that, Orihime left Byakuya alone. Byakuya looked down at the slip of paper and grinned.

When she was back home, she quickly called Rangiku to tell her, she was safe at home and not to worry.

This was about to change. Orihime realized she forgot to lock the door in her haste and walked out of her room. When she was by the door, the doorbell rang. Orihime assuming it to be Tatsuki, let her guard down and opened the door. This turned out to be a mistake. A hand reached out to grab her. She opened her mouth to scream but a hand grasped over her mouth. This seemed like a deja vu. When the man tried to drag Orihime to the stairway, instead of the elevators, Orihime kicked him in the crotch. He went down like expected.

Orihime quickly ran towards the elevator. The door opened. Before the man could come after her, she hit the close button. The elevator doors closed. Afterwards, Orihime hit the lobby button. She had to act fast. She took a big gulp of air. She was panicking but she had to calm herself down. She had to protect her baby. She promised.

So she planned tol run to a nearby grocery store and use the phone to call the police as soon as the elevator reached the lobby. As soon as the elevator doors opened, Orihime dashed out. She kept running until she was out on the streets. In her haste, she didn't see the black car heading towards her until at the last moment. The headlights caught Orihime into a permanent stiffness. Orihime didn't even have the time to scream.

When Orihime woke up, she felt her vision blurry. Pain coursed through her whole body. She quickly reached for her stomach. Tatsuki and Rangiku held her tight when Orihime cried and screamed.

Orihime lost her baby.

This was how Orihime's life changed forever.

So far so tragic, eh? I know. Also this story might seem overdramatic but that's my angsty style. Hime Stayed Out All Night will continue with its T-rated plotline. I feel safer with a T-rating for it.

THIS STORY is of course, another story.

First of all, I know there isn't much of Ichigo and Orihime for the moment but that will soon change. However, bear with me for the first few chapters. After, I'll start putting the motors on to full blast with the Ichihimeness.

Also with the Byahimeness, at first, I didn't want Byakuya to play the hot but tragic second lead. One, because I already have a Byahime thing going on in Hime Stayed Out All Night and two, because I was going to use Ulquiorra but that just didn't fit the puzzle. Just using Byakuya seemed simpler than making Ulquiorra into the Kuchiki cousin etc...So voila.

Preview for the next chapter:

This was her chance to return what she went through to the people who did this to her.

"I still don't know your name." Byakuya sipped his wine.

"Why are you so interested?"

"You know how to make an impression."

"Interesting." Orihime also took a sip of her wine. "I want to get this over with. How much do I owe you?" Byakuya didn't reply. He just swivelled his wine cup. "I really want to end this." Orihime continued.

"I'll give you a ride home." Byakuya said feeling a sense of deja vu. Orihime threw his hand off her arm. Instead of walking out the lobby doors, she walked up to the front desk. Byakuya only stood there staring at Orihime receiving keys from the manager. Orihime after doing so walked back to Byakuya and grabbed his arm. She pulled him to the elevators. Byakuya was taken aback by the sudden flip of the table.

When they were isolated in the comfort of a simple but luxurious hotel room, Orihime commenced her advancement on Byakuya. She pulled him into a kiss. Byakuya didn't resist but he didn't return the kiss. Orihime tried to deepen it. That was when Byakuya pushed her away.

Ichigo Sousuke saw Orihime in his dreams often. He saw her in a bloodied white dress. He woke up sweating in his office. Ever since, he heard about her car crash, he had nightmares. His father told him, she didn't make it through the surgery. Ichigo just couldn't forgive himself. He promised her he would protect her.

Since that day, Ichigo rarely came home.

Rukia Sousuke was a very lonely woman. She knew this was something unavoidable in an arranged marriage but it was too much to ask of her to live in another woman's shadow. Ichigo never once touched her.

She never stood a chance.

She had to find that out the hard way. That was when Renji came into her life. He was always there for her but she realized how much she needed him when she felt her feelings crushed by Ichigo.