Warning: Language, and some sexual action and talk.
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Ichiruki, Ichihime.
Disclaimer: Bleach and its characters entirety belong to Tite Kubo.
Author's note: Well I finally realized that I am an Ichihime fan. I would like to give Fan-fiction a try. But I've got so many stories in my head for Ichihime, some stories are going to be perverted and some stories are just romantic. I hope you enjoy my stories and no horrible comments please just feedback and things I need to change maybe.
I also made everyone else in the story e
THE BEGING OF THE END…
Chapter 1:
The only one
It was raining blood. The sky was red and cold as it fell upon Kurosaki Ichigo's tender cold skin. As he stood there out of words and miserable of how he couldn't protect them. His knees fell to the ground and he looked up all suddenly mumbling to a god that he didn't believe in. He sat there before Rukia's body and picked it up. What he didn't know was that Inoue was alive and was watching from a distance crying in silence. She felt hopeless and so miserable that she wanted to hate her self for not being there in time for there in time to save them and heal them with her santen kesshun. Oh all the regrets and emptiness. She won't dare to even go near Kurosaki Ichigo thinking how much he now hated her.
She sniffed and few times trying to sink her tears back into her eyes. What came out of these tears was mostly weakness and emptiness but at the same time jealous. Ichigo only caring about Rukia, and not Orihime; the fact that she slept into his room, probably kissed good night and played video games together all night and that kind of romantic stuff.
Orihime's heart filled with jealousy and shamefulness, she couldn't take it any longer. Oh how much she loved Kurosaki Ichigo, everything about him was beautiful and strong and oh so prefect. She hated her self for loving him so much that she would do anything for him. Everything for him, would save him, would kill for him, would be killed for him.
"I love you" was all she needed to say and maybe it would bring him to live again. Ichigo's heart was now dead now that he thinks that everyone is dead.
There she stood watching from a distance and not saying a word just spying on him like a kid watching television.
Ichigo picked up the body and stood up again and started walking. Walking slowly emptily and tenderly with Rukia's body which had no longer life in it; her body lifelessly waved around by the wind every time Ichigo toke a step.
Orihime looked away feeling jealous. But what could she do now that Ichigo choose to look for Rukia's body first instead of Orihime? What did this mean? Wait does this prove that Ichigo had feelings for Rukia. She just wanted cry instead of going after Ichigo. She just wanted scream his name "Kurosaki-kun" but it was too dark to cold to windy and isolated. Now his body was from a far distance to scream to and hear.
"Kuro… Kurosaki-kun.!" She screamed but no he didn't look back.
"Kurosaki-kun!" She screamed once again. But he still didn't look back.
A day past
The auburn hair girl woke up on upon a willow tree. Clothe torn apart from the disaster that went on yesterday. She couldn't remember what went on yesterday. The poor's girl's head was hurting.