This is a flash back of Orihime from the 'Top of The Dome'. Thank you for your review!

It isn't written in past tense, I couldn't really be bothered to and I had written something else next for Ichigo but I skipped it. Please ignore my many grammer or spelling mistakes, it was never my strong point in english even thought I guess that it is what english is mainly about ...?

I do love Orihime

Rejecting Reality

'How low or broken can someone sink or become?' '…Until they finally start to repair and rise up.'

Her sense had gone, the reality had finally caught up with her- something she had been rejecting all along. The Prince in his shining armour had come crashing down-he had lost… She didn't understand what she was feeling, all of this confusion, this frustration! All she knew was that she wanted rid of it, she tugged her hair, pulling it.

She didn't understand, why?! Why after all this time, the new resolve that she had promised to stick by before training. She had trained a month in Soul Society with Kuchiki-san but why?

Why again was she the one relying on everyone, why was she the weak one. 'What do I do?'

She gripped her hair again, lost to confusion, lost to her thoughts she closed her eyes shut. Tears rolling down from them in despair, tears she couldn't hold back, white hot tears that's flow resembled Ulquiorra's own permanent crying ones. Despair, the thought rang over and over again in her head. She was soon brought crashing down, back to the top of the dreadful Dome. She stared at Ishida,' '…Ishida-kun…' she heard herself utter in worry as she stared fixed on his missing hand, she knew he tried to ignore her crying as he explained that he had already injected himself with an Hemostatic drug. But it was pointless, futile. She wanted to scream out to him, to say something as he ran towards his death but no. She shouted his name, it was all she could manage before he too was struck down.

It hadn't worked. The one power which she could use to help hadn't worked. It had been useless, was she just… useless? All that time she had relied on Kurosakie-Kun to help her, for everyone to help her but now he lay dead before her. A huge black hole out of place in the position where his kind beating heart should have been. The golden light that shone like hope in the darkness disappeared, it wouldn't work. He had told her himself, he knew that she had trouble healing his last inflicted wound but this time… The amount and pressure of his reiatsu stopped it completely all together. She couldn't lose Ishida, but what could she do she thought as the Demon in front of him broke her protective glowing shield so easily. What do I do Kurosakie-kun she thought suddenly calmly, I don't understand what I should do she panicked to herself as she watched him break it completely. He wasn't even trying, just staring at her with those expressionless green eyes she couldn't read. I don't understand she cried in her thoughts again as he drew nearer in a funeral march. She felt her own dove grey eyes shut quickly again, Kurosaki-kun, Kurosaki-kun, Kurosaki-kun, Kurosakie-kun her conscience repeated unable to stop as it swung the words around in her head like a round-about, it was just to much. She felt her emotions like pressure building up inside of her, why couldn't she get rid of it. Why was this happening, ' I just don't understand' She cried confused again, the one person she had always placed her faith in.

'Help me' she whispered shakily. 'HeLp me KuRoSaKie--Kun' she cried instinctively her hands falling down by her side in defeat.