"The wind blew quietly, dancing with the orange leaves; birds sang their love songs and the sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky. A little 8 year old boy laid facing towards to vast sky, watching the clouds float on by…" There was a light pause before Orihime could continue, this story somehow seemed so familiar, no matter how hard she pushed that thought to the back of mind, it came back to her stronger, refusing to give up. "oh it's been 4 years since the incident…" she thought. Her thoughts wondered, as she remembered the past…

All the children, except one, were obviously not aware of the slight pause; the one who had noticed this look in his teacher's face before, his shook his head and coughed out loud. This cough awoke Orihime from her thoughts; she looked at her class of twelve as they sat comfortably on colorful cushions eagerly listening to their teacher, Miss Orihime Inoue. She continued as nothing happened…

"The boy had eyes as green as emeralds, and jet black hair. He sat gazing at the clouds all day and spotted many shapes…" * RRRRIIIIINNNGGGG* before she could continue the lunch bell rang, the class happily ran out, with squeals of excitement through the rectangle- framed door and down the packed hallways, towards the cafeteria. She smiled and walked slowly towards a cabinet in-between two posters of flowers, a gift from 2 of her students how have left a month ago.

She opened the cabinet, to take out her lunch. A crunch sound came from the door and she whirled round. Instantly taking notice on the bright and messy orange hair, the dark meaningful eyes…

"Ichigo?"

" Its been awhile Orihime! 4 years since the Aizen incident huh? Wow, you look great! A teacher huh? Never thought you'd be one!" He grinned

" Um yea.." She blushed "I was always good in caring for people and well I was quite fond of children, so here I am… a teacher! Haaa" She smiled and walked over to Ichigo. She gave him a hug, and was glad when he returned it.

"Oh, Ichigo." She said. In-hailing his scent, sweet and had a tinge of orange. She pulled away and held on to his arms. "4 years. How's the soul society? You know ever since Chad, Uryuu and I left you in the soul society, soo much has happened! I as you know- She pulled away further and walked to wards a chair by the table and beckoned him to join her- became a teacher and well Chad became a police cop and is being promoted to be in FBI. And Uryuu, well he's the science teach next door…" As if on cue, Uryuu walked in the room hands in his lab coat and smiled.

"Yo, Ichigo. You never learn do you? You always let out so much spirit energy when you're happy…"

Ichigo smirked "Well, well. Uryuu didn't think you'd be a science teacher… I thought maybe an archery teacher, since Quincy's are very fond of their arrows."

Uryuu pushed his glasses back up on the bridge of his slender nose and replied "Well, didn't wanted to be reminded of what happened 4 years ago. There is no point in thinking about the past; we have to just move on with our lives." With that he turned and faced the open door. And stopped. He looked at Orihime and Ichigo. He muttered "It was nice seeing you Ichigo and Miss Inoue; lunch break is over soon you should prepare for your class…" He walked out the door, and towards the science lab to prepare the experiment for his year 10s.

Orihime stood up slowly and Ichigo followed. "Well Ichigo, it was nice to see you but I have a class to prepare for-" she looked up at him, and gazed at his eyes. Something flashed in them but then disappeared, she couldn't tell…

He walked away from her and waved goodbye. "Bye Miss Inoue –he smiled- I'll see you soon." He took out a knife and stabbed it in the air in front of him. " OPEN" he said and walked into the senkaimon and vanished…

Orihime sighed and sat back down on the chair, scared that her legs might give away. There were so many things she wanted to ask and wanted to say but again, it doesn't seem that fate has chosen for them to be together. And she knew in her very soul who her heart belonged to, it belonged to a certain man, as the story had said; " with eyes as green as emeralds and jet black hair"

Not much of a cliffe :) cuz im sure you can guess who it is :) plz R&R