Title: "Lonely, Are You?"
Chapter: 'Welcome to a New World'
Genre:
Angst/Hurt/Comfort
Summary:
Ichigo Kurosaki has lost everything dear to him. Will the people who figure this out be able to help him?
Warnings: Depressing/Violence/Rape(?)
Author's Note:
Sorry, it's very short, I know. Other chapters will be longer, I swear.
Inspiration: "When the Coin Flips" –
JammersFlood

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The class was buzzing with noise, after hearing about a new student, people were wondering what kind of person he may be. Ochi-sensei slammed her light-skinned hands down on the brown hard-wood desk, signaling everybody to be quiet. She nodded, gesturing to the student outside of the door to come in. Every student stared, gasped, or whispered to each other about the new student's bright orange spiky hair. Ochi-sensei leaned forward on her desk, hands supporting her, and began to explain, "This is Kurosaki Ichigo. I would thank you very much to leave him alone."

Ichigo remained silent, only giving a nod when the teacher told him to sit down in behind Keigo and next to Yasotora, putting him the back left corner.

As Ochi-sensei returned to the lesson, her back to the class, writing notes for the students to copy, but the most of the students weren't paying any attention to the lesson; rather, they were focused on the new orange-haired student who was looking out the window, a vacant look in his gaze.

"Orihime, psst." A black haired girl started endlessly jabbing the back of the girl in front of her, her waist-long auburn hair getting in the way. Said girl jumped and turned around, giving the black-haired girl a questioning look.

"What is it, Tatsuki-chan?" Orihime asked when she fully turned around. Tatsuki smiled and gestured her head towards Ichigo, which Orihime returned with a tip of her head, showing she was confused.

"Let's get to know Ichigo, you know, talk to him." Tatsuki inquired. Relization filled her eyes as she nodded quickly, agreeing to the suggestion.

"Alright, c'mon. The teach is about to call a break, let's talk to him then." Tatsuki ordered, making a plan to become friends with Ichigo.

"Hai!" Orihime cheered quietly, jumping with idea of getting to know the new kid. An idea ran through her head as voiced it aloud, "Who else should we invite?"

Tatsuki thought about Orihime's question for a moment before answering, "Let's go with…" she started, then snapped her fingers as she came to a conclusion, "Michiru, maybe Chizuru -if she can control herself-, maybe Ryo to, if she can stop reading for ten seconds, Keigo, Mizuiro, maybe Chad, Ishida to, if he wants." Tatsuki nodded, apparently pleased with her selection.

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As the teacher dismissed the class, ruining Tatsuki's plan by not calling a break, so said girl just settled for inviting Ichigo to eat with them at lunch, only find the boy gone. "What the hell?" She asked as she Orihime gathered the requested group. "He's gone?" She exclaimed as she scanned the classroom for the orange-haired disappearance. Orihime sighed in disappointment; she was looking forward to meeting Ichigo.

"Aw. Too bad!" Chiziru said none to apologetic. "Let's go eat, 'Hime~!" She proclaimed as she grabbed Orihime's elbow and proceeded to lead her off.

Tatsuki glanced over at where Ichigo was sitting not a moment ago. 'Where the hell are you now?' she began to think as she followed Orihime and Chiziru with an inaudible sigh. She stopped at the door to notice that Mizuiro hasn't left yet. She stood there for a second to realize that he wasn't going to move. He was located in his desk, his back facing Tatsuki, but his head turned towards Ichigo's desk. Tatsuki walked forward and asked, "What's up, Mizuiro?"

This started him out of his trance as he turned towards Tatsuki and stood out of his grey chair, saying, "There's something different about Ichigo, I just know it." He pushed his chair in to graze his desk and walked out of the room quickly. Not enough for a run, too much for a walk. Tatsuki just stared at the door he walked through for several moments, before looking over to Ichigo's desk in the same manner Mizuiro had just done. Tatsuki got lost in her thought for several minutes before Orihime came barreling back into the room.

"Tatsuki-chan! Tatsuki-chan! You're here! You're here!" She moaned in happiness, "I thought that the little blue people would've gotten to you by now!"

Tatsuki shook her head in exasperation, saying, with a smirk on her face, "No, Orihime, I'm just fine. No 'Blue people' have come to get me." Tatsuki quickly walked over to Orihime, grabbing her arm and dragging her out of the classroom, mumbling, "Just need to think a little."

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Ichigo stood at the door of his lonely home, the Kurosaki Clinic. It was out of business do the fact that he was not a certified doctor, and thus, could not keep it open.

He pushed the glass door open enough to get himself and his red-stripped school bag through. He slammed the door behind him, storming into the house, trying to hold back stinging tears of all the memories the house held for him. His bag was thrown at the wall, sliding down to the floor, as Ichigo shoved off his shoes, forcing them to hit the wall above his bag. He ran through the house, slipping over the stairs, making him crash into the rail. His breathing became labored as he laid there, tears slipping over his eyes due to the pain. "Damn it…Damn it!" He moaned as he laid there. He had no intentions of getting up and continuing his journey to his haven of a bedroom. He put his hands in front of him, interlocking his fingers. He breathed a shaky sigh as he closed his eyes and laid his legs in a more comfortable position; knees bent, feet overlapping each other.

'I'm sorry…'

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Started: January 21, 2011

Uploaded: January 22, 2011

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Words: 1,002

Total: 1,002