IchiHime drabbles! As you can see I'm a huge fangirl of IchiHime. Won't talk too much here! Anyways, enjoy!


1. Empty

"Goooooood Moooooorniiiing Ichigooo!!"

Isshin came hurtling like a torpedo through Ichigo's bedroom door, aiming a kick towards his son. Ichigo dodged sideways just in time, resulting in Isshin crashing headfirst to the opposite wall.

"You bastard!" Ichigo hollered. "I'm trying to put my friggin' uniform on, dammit! O fate, why do you have to be so cruel to give me an idiot of a father!" His shouts made his father tear up then pull out a photograph of his deceased wife from the breast pocket of his flowery yellow shirt.

"Oh, Masaki! Our son hated me! What would you say if you were here right now? My heart is shattering to pieces!" And with that, he collapsed to exaggerated tears, crying his eyes out. Ichigo stepped over his father then went downstairs to get some breakfast. When he reached the kitchen however, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Ichigo shouted to nobody in particular. Ichigo went to the clinic's frosted-glass doors, and grumbled. "I'm sorry, but Kurosaki Clinic isn't open yet – " what he saw when he opened the doors made his jaw drop. A bloody man was supported by a young girl, probably as old as Ichigo was. There was a desperate gleam in the auburn-haired girl's eyes.

"Please, help him!" she pleaded frantically. "My brother had an accident, please, I know it hasn't opened yet, but do you think you could just - ?"

Before she could finish her sentence, Ichigo had ushered them in to the small clinic. The girl muttered a great many thanks to Ichigo. "Just wait, I'll go get my dad," Ichigo said before running to the kitchen.

"Who was that Ichigo? Oh. Don't tell me. You know I don't receive patients over breakfast –"

"But you gotta help them!" Ichigo shouted. "This man he had an accident, and he was all bloody and stuff. Please dad! Help them!" Isshin sighed then dropped his toast.

Ichigo watched as Isshin checked the man's heartbeat and felt for a pulse in his neck and wrist. After a while, he dropped his stethoscope and sighed. He didn't do anything but shake his head. Ichigo felt a pang in his chest as he looked at the girl's face. She didn't tear up, or go hysterical. She only looked at her brother's face, her eyes empty and dull.


Ok, there you have it. First chapter. I'll try to update tomorrow. Please read my other drabble, GinxRan the title is Not Meant To Be Together. Reviews are my life and blood. =) Just so you all know, I'M A HUGE FANGIRL OF OWL CITY! KYAAA! *girlish scream*