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So here we are for chapter two everyone! This is my first fic so I'm still working out the kinks of the system. Even so I hope you enjoy it! I don't own Bleach.
Chapter 2 The Aftermath:
2 hours after the Sternritter's invasion
The rain beat down hard on the Ichigo as healers from the Fourth Squad began assessing the extent of his injuries and slowly guiding him back to their barracks. Even though he knew they were only trying to assist him the teen couldn't help, but feel a bit bitter towards them. After all it was these people who had waited held up in the security of Squad Four's barracks while his friends risked their lives. It was them who still refused to mobilize even while Byakuya, Renji, and Rukia died.
'Come to think of it I haven't seen them since I went to check up on them before my fight. Shit I hope there alright.' Fueled by this thought Ichigo began to start off from the rest of the healers at a fast jog. "Kurosaki Ichigo! You need to stay with us until we've assessed that you are stable Kurosaki Ichigo." A pasty face healer yelled quickly snatching one of Ichigo's shihakshou sleeves. The boy glared at him viciously before pushing him away," To hell with that I need to see that my friends are okay! Now leave me alone I'm fine." This didn't seem to deter the young healer as he continued to jog after Ichigo." Sir Kurosaki, you are not fine! Now get back here before I am forced to stop you myself!"
"Ohhhh So some coward who couldn't even move his lazy ass out the front door during an enemy invasion thinks he can say what I can and can't do? What a joke! I'm so gone!" The orange haired boy sneered at the medic, preparing to flash step away but was stop at a sharp pain erupted through his arm. A large metallic syringe needle protruded from his arm dispensing some kind of drug into him. "W-What's this? A sleeping drug?" Ichigo asked as his vision started to blur and go dark.
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The strong smell of disinfectant mixed with the slight metallic smell of blood hit his nostrils and his eyes began to flutter open to the sight of the whitewash walls of Squad Four. "Ugh I feel awful…must be because of that stuff they injected me with…" Ichigo groaned out pressing a bandaged hand to his pounding head and slowly swinging his legs over the side of the bed. His musings were cut off when a roar of anguish erupted from somewhere out in the hallway. He quickly hopped off the bed and jogged over to commotion. Ikkaku Madarame was being held to a stretcher with thick leather straps and was surrounded by healers. He was currently leaning forward his bindings pulled taught and screaming his defiance about how there was no way his captain was beaten. Ichigo felt sympathy well up for him in his distraught friend, but he knew there was really nothing he could do for him at the moment except wallow in his grief alongside him. The animalistic howls of the 3rd seat were soon put to an end when a healer injected him with a sleeping drug.
After the commotion died down Ichigo took several quick rounds to check up on the people whose conditions had been judged stable and fit for visitors. Much to Ichigo's relief these included Renji and Rukia who Shinji said were on the fast track to recovery. Ichigo smiled when he heard the news and allowed himself a brief moment's happiness. This feeling was short lived however when the details of Byakuya's condition were finally announced.