There's definitely something strange in the air tonight.....
"Oi Ichi wake up,"
Ichigo grimaced and opened his left eye. "What happened?"
"That creepy white haired bastard kicked your ass that's what," Renji said leaning over Ichigo.
"Shit," Ichigo put his hands on his head and sighed.
"Stay down for a little while longer," Renji said sitting next to me. "So, how've you been?"
"I'm fine.... for the most part," Ichigo said sitting up slowly and grimaced, his fangs ached from the loss of blood and he rubbed his jaw and groaned.
"What's the matter?" Renji asked.
"Well some fucking demon bashed my head in," Ichigo muttered sarcastically.
"That's not what I meant," Renji said.
"Oh.... I haven't heard a word for him in three whole years," Ichigo said and Renji looked at him.
"Who?" The red head was confused.
"Hichi,"
"Are you sure he's just not....."
"Yea I'm sure Renji," Ichigo stood slowly and swayed. Renji stood quickly to keep Ichigo from falling, Ichigo felt himself blush feeling the broad chest behind his back, and the strong hands on his arms. He pulled away suddenly.
'What the hell was that?' Ichigo thought.
"Are you sure you should be standing?" Renji asked.
"I'll be fine until we get to Urahara's," Ichigo said holding his side to support the broken ribs on his right side and sighed. "Come on,"
"I can't," Renji said and Ichigo looked at him. "We're fighting again, he won't let me into the shop,"
Ichigo chuckled shaking his head. "You can wait outside then," He added.