Chapter Two
I followed them to Uryu's house. The journey wasn't bad. But I saw the hollow and felt it. Ichigo and Renji quickly jumped for the kill. The hollow stabbed Ichigo seven times. I gasped.
"Ichigo!" I ran to him and held him in my lap. "You are going to be okay, okay?" tears poured to me cheeks. He wasn't even awake. He was already knocked out.
"Rukia? What the hell are you doing here?"
"Just kill it!" my cheeks flustered, but I focused mainly on Ichigo, and getting him to Urahara's shop. He needed to be healed and fast.
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Urahara and Tessei had wrapped Ichigo up and put him in the guest room. I had to stay in the waiting room with everyone. I was inpatient. I needed to see Ichigo.
There it was.
The same feeling I had before. It was like…how did the people in the book describe it again? Oh yeah "The moment I saw in pure pain and he was dead, that was the moment I knew that I should have loved him more. I should have made him mine. But now that chance was gone"
There was a word for that feeling. Guilt? No. Love? No. Oh right the word was regret. She does like Ichigo but what about Renji? Didn't she like him too?
"I do like him…" she said in a low whisper. Orihime looked at her.
"Who?"
"Oh! No one!" I flustered.
"Liar! Tell me!" she insisted.
"Tell you what?" I was getting scared. Orihime was getting excited.
"Who do you like?"
"No one!" I yelled at her.
"Yeah Rukia doesn't have a heart to love"
I punched Renji in the gut. That idiot. Always making fun of me just because I tell people I don't get involved with love. Humph. Just like him.
"I like him too" Orihime finally said, low enough for me to hear.
"Who?" I looked at her confused.
"Ichigo"