Hi all! This is my first time writing a Bleach fanfic so please bear with me. HAHA. (I know, I know. I should be finishing the other stories I started). I just can't help but write my own IchiHime story so here's what I came up with. I hope you guys will like it! Btw, this story is AU.

Summary: Because when she got tired, he started to give his attention.

Rating: T for some language and other scenes

Disclaimer: Bleach does not belong to me, as well as the characters.

If I could have something from you, I want something intangible.

I no longer need things that can break.

Smiles. Kisses. Touches.

They were always together—walking to and from school, hanging out during lunch, studying together. People noticed but they didn't talk. They simply didn't want to anger a certain orange-haired teenager. No words were needed to describe how the couple felt for each other. A simple glance and a touch of their fingertips speak volumes of the electrifying spark between the pair.

Nobody was really surprised, it was just they didn't expect it would really happen. Who would have thought the scowling, orange haired punk had the guts to ask a girl out? Let alone her. So when they finally became official, everyone wondered if their group would ever be the same again.

Lunch period.

Students filed out of the classroom, each going to their own groups. Some went out to the courtyard, while others remained inside classroom to share lunch with other students. The cafeteria was also full of students lining up to buy lunch.

The couple made their way through the crowd, going up a flight of stairs that will lead them to the rooftop. Hand in hand, they walk. The boy's masculine features towers over the female following him from behind. His face indifferent but his scowl remains a dominant feature. Although his expression showed more softness as he held onto the girl walking with him.

"Are you ready?" he asked when they reached the top of the staircase. The girl gazed at his amber eyes, her face showing her determination. She gave a simple nod and squeezed his hand as he opened the door. Once they were outside, their companions immediately noticed their presence and looked at the approaching pair.

"ICHIGOOOOOOOOOO! Where have you been? Man, you sure tookss…." Keigo's ramblings died as he saw the two figures approach.

Mizuiro stopped texting and was about to greet his friend when he suddenly saw who he was with.

Ishida looked up from his book, re-arranging his glasses and narrowing his eyes.

Tatsuki dropped her rice ball and gaped at the couple who were now only a few feet away from them.

Chad simply stared and nodded—whether it was affirmation or something else, nobody really knew.

Renji looked away, eyes searching anywhere but the pair.

Chizuru who was talking excitedly suddenly became silent as she saw the couple who were now standing in front of the group.

"What's the matter, Chizuru?" came the sweet voice of the auburn haired beauty who was confused at the sudden silence of her companion. Orihime slowly turned her head to look at what caught Chizuru and the rest of the group's attention, and later wished she hadn't.

Heart beating fast, lips quivering, and eyes starting to water, Inoue Orihime locks her gaze at the entwined hands of Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia Kuchiki.

If those days are going to continue, then I want to go far away.

Even though I know it's selfish of me...

A/N: Whew. Kinda short. HAHAHA. I don't know if this story will suit your tastes, but I did try my best. This is somehow a preview to the story. Anyway, this will be like a mini-series around 8 chapters or so. (Yes, I should be a good girl and start thinking of my other stories). So please, review? HAHAHA. Thank you~

P.S. the italicized lines are from the song Kuroi Namida of Nana. I somehow find the song suitable for this chapter. HAHAHA.