Idea I got from the ridiculous amount of hate surrounding Orihime.
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It was a bright, sunny day and everyone was outside. It was the kind of day that made even the grumpiest people smile and the emo kids post-pone their suicidal schedule to watch the birds.
Orihime Inoue was outside even on cold days so you can imagine that she spent the nice day outside doing whatever. She refused to go in on a one-of-a-kind day. After a few hours, Orihime found herself with not much to do though. Till she spotted her flower in her back yard. They looked sad and wilted and Inoue suddenly felt like watering them and talking to them all day. She didn't care if anyone saw her. Most people knew she was odd anyways.
Inoue tied her hair up in a large bun, took her green pale and began to sprinkle H2O on the soft petals of the daises and tulips that littered her lawn. She hummed to herself happily as she did this.
Suddenly, a familiar voice broke through her peaceful gardening.
"Dammit, Rukia!" someone called. Inoue looked up to see her first love Ichigo race out to the field just behind the trees that hid her home. She could see him clearly though, in all his glory. Ichigo's spiky hair shone against the rays of the sun, forming an almost halo over his sculptured, handsome face that wore a scowl then. His peach skin looked paler and his flowing blue and white stripped shirt blew against the breeze that picked up as he ran after another familiar figure.
Rukia Kuchiki laughed loudly and continued her tag with Ichigo.
Orihime sighed. It was times like these, all alone and to herself, that she felt like crying every time she saw her love and her newfound friend laughing and enjoying being together. Inoue would never ever let that ever get in the way of her friendship between the two but it still ached.
Just like it did for any normal teenager with a crush.
Suddenly, a loud sound came from her right side. Orihime turned her head and jumped back in shock, letting the pale in her hand drop to the ground with a thud.
30 to 40 angry, steaming females had somehow found there way inside Inoue's backyard's fence. Their teeth were clenched, their nostrils flaring and their fists were tightened. Each member of the group was huge in Inoue's eyes. In reality they were a little or exactly her height. But the aura they gave off was more monstrous. They looked completely and utterly deadly.
Orihime shuddered in fear. Were they Hollows?
One girl finally spoke for all the others.
"YOU BICH!! WHO THE FCK DO U THINK U ARE!!!! DON'T U EVER GET ANYWHERE NEAR OUER GODDESS RUKIA AND HER MEANT-TO-BE-LOVER ICHIGO!!!!!! OK!? WLL PULL YR ORGANS OUT AND TIE THEM AROUND YR STUPID NECK TILL U CHOCK, WHOR!!!"
All the girls turned and marched off, jumping over the red fence and disappearing.
Inoue just stood there, in total shock. Somehow, she could hear their misspelling the words and mumbling rant. She wasn't sure whether to laugh at their speech or cry her eyes out at what they said.
Fear struck her more than she ever could have felt. She really didn't want to get in the way or make those girls anymore upset.
(Yes, that's right. Orihime didn't get mad. Why? Cause she already knows she doesn't have a chance with Ichigo. Why do so many haters skip the part where Orihime DIDN'T kiss Ichigo during her good-bye to him? They choose to constantly beat her down when she's already beaten down by herself.)
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It was another really pretty day in Karakura Town. Not as sunny as the last time such a beautiful sun arose but it was close. Inoue was a little more cautions though. Her encounter with the, er, ladies left her still shaking. She didn't really want to tell her friends this though because she wasn't sure how they would react. They wouldn't believe her anyways.
That day, Orihime decided to go out to get some ice cream. She wore her favourite yellow blouse over her white skirt and sandals to fit the heat. She invited Tatsuki to come with her but her tomboy friend had to practice for a basketball game. The ice cream parlour was already really close to Orihime's house so she would make a small trip then come back home.
The orange haired female smiled at the man inside the parlour. The male, a young raven haired adult, smiled back. It wasn't every day he got a cute girl visit hi,. It was mostly just children. "What may I get for you, miss?"
"Do you serve chocolate and kiwi ice cream as a mix?" Inoue questioned.
The male raised an eyebrow but stuck with his smile. "U-Uh, um…pardon?"
"Kiwi and chocolate! Oh, it's the best mix of ice cream there is! I always make some for friends who come over but I have to make the kiwi part myself. Unfortunately, I ran out of them" she giggled, recalling her upset feeling when she realized she didn't have any more of that delicious fruit. "Do you sell it here?"
"Oh, um, I am afraid not miss. I'm sorry. May I get you anything else?"
Orihime tried not to make much of a face but her smile faltered. "Oh, um, no, thank you." She wouldn't lie to herself. She was upset. But the grocery shop wasn't that far away to it worked.
The man, feeling a little bad for the girl, felt like he should at least try. "Wait miss. Let me see if I can make it"
He took pleasure in seeing her face light up. The male went to the dark, backside of the van.
Inoue clapped her hands in delight. She could almost taste the melted gooeyness of the kiwi mixed with the rich chocolate.
All of a sudden, a loud and meaningful cough made Inoue turned her head to see.
She jumped back once again, hitting her body against the white wall of the ice cream parlour.
There they were again. The horde of crazy looking woman all looking just about ready to jump Orihime right where she stood. She couldn't run, most defiantly, and she felt her blood turn cold at the sight of the scary people.
Again, one girl spoke for everyone.
"OMG, JUST AS WE KNW IT!!! U R SUCH A HOE!!!! YOU USE YR BOD TO SEDUCE EVERYONE!!!! YOU EVEN GOT GRLS AFTER U!!!! OMG, OMG, OMG, YOU FCKIN BICH!!!!!1!!!! U SHOULD JUST DIE AND DO THE WORLD A FAVOUR!!!!!! YOU WILL NVR GET ICHIGO WITH YR SLUTY BOD!!! AT LEAST RUKIA, OUER ANGEL, IS DECENT WITH HER BODY AND WHAT SHE WEARS!!! AND OMG WTF IS A KIWI CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM!!!! YOU ARE SOOOO RETARDED!!!!!!!! GO TO HELL, WHOREHIME!!!!!!!!!!!11!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The group once again turned and ran off at super sonic speed (or something).
Inoue once again just stood there in bewilderment. And frozen shock. The girls had seemed a little more violent this time. Orihime looked down at her body. She wasn't stupid. She knew she was more developed then other girls. But she just didn't seem to recall ever using her body for any reason. Sure, she got those cat calls from boys and the occasional joke from her friends, but they didn't seem to bother anyone before.
"Here you go miss! I hope this is what you wanted!" the man returned. He was surprised to find the cute girl crying. "Oh! Miss! Are you ok?"
Inoue sniffed a few times and nodded, trying for a smile. "Thank you" she whispered, took her ice cream and walked back to her house slowly and sadly.
The thing that really bothered her the most was the nickname they had given her.
(Ok, really. Whorehime? You would think they would come up with a more original idea :/ Again, seriously, not sure what is up with all the haters saying Orihime uses her body to flirt with Ichigo. Yet they never ever found any kind of proof of that. In fact, lately, her boobs have been nothing but an old excuse to bash her with. No one has pointed them out for over 200+ chapters!)
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The Hollow screeched in the air and continued to fling its claws and extra tails at the group. Ichigo, Ishida, Chad, Rukia, and Orihime had sensed the creature before the other shinigamis in the Real World and decided to take it on themselves. Besides, it wasn't even that huge or strong. It just acted like a brainless monster. Which it was.
"Damn…" Ichigo hissed, as he noticed more and more Hollows joined their companions. They were also not quite as big or strong. But they were annoying.
The group took their respectable places in the battle and attacked the Hollow from different sides.
"Let me take on one!" Orihime shouted. She reached for her clips just as Ichigo turned to answer her.
"No, Inoue! We can't risk you getting injured or killed" he turned back to his monster and swung his overly large sword at it.
Orihime simply watched him, letting her hands fall down to her side. Again, she thought, again I can't be any use to my friends. She was thankful her friends were to busy with their own problems to see her sad face and aura. She felt really torn by Ichigo's comment, Inoue knew he meant well. He just wanted to protect her. That's what she loved about him. He was so caring even when he doesn't act like it. Orihime didn't want to get in his, or any of her friend's way.
Even if she trained for the rest of her life, if she got in the way of her friends again she would never forgive herself.
Something from behind the building Inoue stood next to hit the girl in the head. She was woozy for a second before regaining her balance and felt the hit. She brought her hand back down to see red. For a split second, she thought it was blood. Then she found how junky and thick it was, and that there was too much of it. Taking a sniff, Inoue realized it was a tomato. A rotten tomato.
Looking over, she gasped at the sight of the killer ladies. Some held more rotten food and their eyes narrowed like bats about to suck the blood out of their prey.
The prey? Orihime.
They finished whatever fruit they had in their hands by throwing it at Orihime. She felt too shocked and a little scared to use her shield so she dodged as many as she could. She began to wonder just where these girls were coming from.
"U FCKIN WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!!! U ARE SOOOOO USELESS!!!!!! U DO NOTHING ALL THE TIME CAUSE YOU TINK YOUR PRECIOUS ICHIGO WILL DO IT ALL FOR YOU!!!!!!! OMG U DISGUST MEH SOOOOOO MUCH U FUGLY HOE!!!!1!!!!! U SHOULD BE LUCKY OUER SUNSHINE RUKIA WOULD EVEN CONSIDER A FCKIN CRYBABY LIKE YOU AS HER FRIEND!!!!!!!!! I HOPE YOU GET KILLED BY A HOLLOW AND CHOCK ON YOUR BLOOD!!!!!!! WE WILL LAUGH AT YR PATHETIC FORM AND CHEER BECAUSE BLEACH IS FINALLY BETTER!!!!!!!! FUCK YRSELF, WHORE!!!!!"
They ran off once again, leaving Inoue covered in their proof. She once again felt like crying her eyes out. As funny and ridiculous as their speech was, they hit her hard. Maybe she was useless. She didn't even know how her powers worked or how she was supposed to train them. Would working harder work? Would she need to work till she almost bled to death?
Inoue wasn't sure anymore. She huddled herself in a ball and tried to fight back tears. Maybe they were the cause of her weakness. But she couldn't help herself. She got very emotional sometimes. Orihime didn't want to cry for herself. That would be too selfish. But the tears found there way on her face and she cried to her friends finished. They questioned the cascade of fruits all over Orihime but she didn't answer them. So they brushed off the dirty food and hoisted her up. She refused to face them with her tear stained face. Rukia took her home.
(If haters would just step into Orihime's shoes for one second, I think they would at least relate a little to her position. Considering Inoue's character, she's one to care for her friends and love them, not just Ichigo [though her caring for him is exaggerated in fics, pictures and sometimes even in the manga]. The only reason that she trained hard was so she doesn't become a burden. Bashers continually ignore this. I believe a true anime fan always tries to relate to characters, even if you hate them. Look at their personality and step into their skin. It's not hard if you try.)
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