Ch.2

"Ichigo, honestly… You don't have to worry. I know what family means to you, just by how you explained it. But, I don't have a family to call my own." I whispered sadly, trying so painstakingly hard not to cry. The look on his face looked so saddened, such a rare sight after all of those months that I spent watching him. "So, are you like an orphan, Uryu?" Ichigo stuttered out in a raspy breath. His whole body was shaking, and it got me a little worried. "No, I have a father, but I just don't see eye to eye with him. That's all." I tried to make my tone of voice reassuring, but I even heard a sprinkle of pain in there as well. "So you are an orphan." Ichigo's body began to shake even more now.

"It's alright, Ichigo. I've been living on my own since I turned 15. I get checks from my father every month, so I'm doing just fine." I smiled, but inside, the smile was just a cover.

"No! You wouldn't be cutting yourself if you were alright!" he shouted, tears streaking his entire face.

"Ichigo…"

"I don't want you to hurt yourself anymore! Please…" he slumped back into his chair, but suddenly snapped his head up, coking it to the side at an adorable angle. He dried his tears with his sleeve, and looked up, a new form of life in his eyes.

"Hey… Why don't you stay with us for a while?"

What? "Um… I don't want to impose on you and your family Ichigo. I don't think that would be a good thing for your family…" What is this feeling in my chest? I've never been shown a kindness like this, not even once. Maybe from my mother, but I still don't even recall her being around, for she had died when I was around 3 years old. A sob suddenly broke loose from my chest, and my reaction was to cup my hands over my mouth, making it obvious that I was about to cry. Out of nowhere, his arms wrapped around me gently, making even more tears escape.

Being in that position with him, his embrace so warm against my cold exterior, made me melt. After he awkwardly left the 'hug', he politely excused himself and went off to start the preparations for my room. Since I'm already staying as a patient in his father's hospital… Wait… His house is the hospital? Holy crap, I'm literally in his house right now? Oh my God!

Calm down Ishida, you aren't a high school girl… You do not have to act this way…

"Why hello there." A deep manly voice called from across the room. A slight gasp of air let out and I faintly heard a chuckle. 'What did I just say?' I cursed at myself mentally. "Oh, hello Mr. Kurosaki." I smiled, recognizing the face of Ichigo's father. Before I could gather myself further, he was glomped to my side, squeezing me tightly.

"Oh my gosh! You are just so damned adorable!" he giggled to himself. What the…? "Ow… um, sir? M-my wrist…." I cringed slightly, due to my arm being in the way.

"Oh, sorry, Ishida-kun." he apologized, jumping off the bed, only meant for one. He got off me, and made his way to the chair next to me, smiling to his heart's content. "Mr. Kurosaki?"

"Call me Isshin!" he laughed, beaming so brightly. He was a very handsome man, easy to see where Ichigo got his looks from. I could see Ichigo's eyes in his fathers. How sweet…

"Isshin…" I corrected myself.

"Yes my dear boy?" he cooed, making the weirdest face I'd ever seen. 'Oh brother..' I breathed in my mind.

"How long do I have to stay in this bed?" I asked, looking down at my hands in the cotton sheets. I've always hated hospitals, ever since my father told me that one day; I would be taking his place at his hospital.

"I believe 2 or 3 more days should do you alright. Son, are you going to be alright? I know it's none of my business, but I am concerned for my son's…" he cupped a hand over his mouth. "I shouldn't have said that…" he giggled.

"S-said what?" I questioned, confusion showing clearly on my face.

"Oh… well, since you asked so nicely…" he scotched his chair closer to my bed.

"Well, you see, my son has been going on about you nonstop for about… a month? I don't even know, but it's been forever since we haven't heard an "OH, I hope Uryu's okay…" or a "He is so sweet, I hope he'll let me talk to him soon." … It never does get old though, because young love is so cute!" he slapped his knee, his own features turned red.

"He… really said that?" I felt a burning sensation in my cheeks, making me shake a little bit. A hew unexpected tears fell from my eyes, stinging my cheeks.

"Oh sure! He rants to his friends all the time about you too! Ask anyone!" he laughed with an excitement clear on his face.

A bang startled us, making us both jump out of our skin. I looked up to see a red hot Ichigo, madder than I've ever seen him before.

"Dad! What the Fuck?!" This scared me a little. What if he never talks to me because he's embarrassed? … I think I can pull enough courage to talk to him, now that I've got hope. Mentally, I thanked Mr. K- I mean Isshin… When I came back from my thoughts, I looked up at Ichigo, who was now kicking his dad out of the room.

"Ichigo... I- I…" I began, stammering a little.

"Sorry Uryu, I'll take care of him." he brought his dad real close to his face. "Real… Good… Care…" he was seething with rage. He looked back at me, and smiled sweetly, "Your room will be ready tomorrow. See you then!" he winked coolly, grabbing his dad's ear. I giggled, looking deeply into his eyes. At that instant, I felt a very large amount of hope. How could my thoughts be one thing one day, and then completely change the next? What... Is this feeling in my hollow chest? I… I'm not entirely sure, but I have a feeling my questions will be answered, as soon as I talk to him.

"Good bye my sweet lad, and may you sleep well~ you must prey for your dear friend Isshin, for I am going into Satan's ass crack!" he pointed at the now enraged Ichigo. "Damn it old man!" he kicked him again. "Farewell!" was the last thing I heard from them.

I couldn't contain them anymore. My tears streamed down my face, making me shiver with pure bliss. I don't feel the need to hurt myself. I don't feel the need to hurt myself… Finally… I think I've finally found what I've been looking for all this time. But, I'm not sure what I have found yet. But whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be great! "What a sweet dream… What I wouldn't give to have this piece of mind forever…" I breathed out, lying down for a long nights rest.

(Authors Note: PLEASE READ ME! What a shocker! What will happen now that Uryu knows what Ichigo is thinking? Maybe, maybe things will turn out his way… or maybe not… Plus, I need your opinion for a further chapter… Who is more of a 'B' Word? Orihime, Or Rukia? Thank you! PRESS THE PRETTY BUTTON~~~~)