Give Me A Warning Orihime

Ichigo was the type of person who never asked questions, did what he was told, and held his tongue... Ah who the hell was he kidding! He was nosy, rebellious, and loud.

"Tell me what went down." He demanded as Renji and him climbed into the back of the car.

"Why so interested Ichi?" He asked on a sigh, leaning back into the seat.

"Don't you Ichi me! And don't think you can dodge the question by closing your eyes!"

Renji raised his lids. "I thought you were tired, go to sleep."

Ichigo just waited. As expected he gave in.

"We need allies and well, Aizen is the strongest out in the game now." He explained even though the idea of teaming up with the prick made his insides hurt. "We may have our own power but we're practically sitting ducks."

"So we're allies with Hueco Mundo?" For some reason the knowledge of seeing Aizen on a daily basis didn't seem so bad.

"Aah, not exactly." His eyes wandered to the left.

"What do you mean 'not exactly'?" Ichigo's eyes narrowed. That wasn't disappointment crashing through him.

"Well he didn't want to join."

"What did you say?" Ichigo demanded, so sure that Renji had said something to put the man off.

"Why did I have to say something, huh? Why couldn't he just have chosen to not join because the idea of being a union sickens him as much as it does me?"

Ichigo just waited.

"I called him a pretentious asshole."

"Couldn't have kept your trap shut could you?" He groaned, giving himself the face palm he specially reserved for Renji moments. "Wonder what Rukia's gonna do to you once she figures out you messed up our chances to finally beat the Hollows." He turned to look out the window.

"She not even gonna waste her time handing you over to Byakuya, she'll destroy you herself." Ichigo could already see the evil look in Rukia's eyes when she ended Renji's life.

He felt a blast of cold air smack at his back.

"Close that window will ya." He shivered.

"Damnit Renji, close the damn window it's cold!" When the freezing wind didn't stop he whirled around to see Renji preparing to jump out the car into oncoming traffic.

"Holy shit Renji!" He shouted diving forward to grab the hem of his shirt as he jumped out the vehicle.

"No Ichi! Let me go! Have mercy, allow me to die honorably!" He cried, struggling to get away. Ichigo could understand where he was coming from but damn it.

"You can't die! Nothing Rukia will do to you will compare to what she'll do to me when she finds out you committed suicide on my watch!" He cried back.

"Don't you care about my life?" Ichigo hissed, pulling him back into safety. Thankfully they had arrived at headquarters.

"Don't you care about mine?" Renji snapped clinging to the door handle as Ichigo tried to pull him off.

"Dammit! LET. GO!" He growled as he prepared one giant tug.

"Okay."

Ichigo looked up and frowned.

"Wha-" But it was too late to stop the momentum, down they went. Hitting the concrete hard.

"What was that for?" Ichigo demanded, barely resisting the urge to drive his fist into Renji's smug looking face.

"I just did what you told me." He shrugged, his face bearing one huge shit eating grin.

"Oh I'll tell you what to do!" He snarled lunging toward the other man.

"Whoa, Ichi, no need to get angr-"

"What are you two doing?" A hard female voice demanded. They both whirled around to see Rukia standing not two feet away from them. Her arms crossed against her chest and Orihime standing to her right. The other Orangenette and Rukia were dressed in the similarly. Skinny jeans, hoodies, and chucks.

"Well don't you two look gorgeous today!" Renji smiled, trying to buy into their good side. But even though it was true he was still an ass kisser.

"So how did the meeting with Aizen go?" 'Hime asked, bending down to put Renji's fedora on her head.

"Good." Renji replied, his eyes scanning his surroundings for a way out.

"Eh, good my ass. Mr. Cant-Keep-My-Obnoxious-Comments-To-Myself went and screwed things up." Ichigo said pulling himself into a sitting position and wrapping his arms around Orihime who had begun to take his headphones. He was beginning to think Orihime was a kleptomaniac.

"What did you say?" Rukia asked, her laser eyes zoning in on Renji like a homing beacon.

"N-nothing, Ichi-kun was just kidding righ-"

"He called Aizen a pompous ass." Ichigo piped up once he had securely trapped Orihime on his arms. Only to find she had taken his wallet.

"Oh really, now did you?" Rukia began to crack her knuckles as she took a step near Renji.

"Rukia baby, he's lying! I called him a pretentious asshole! Not pompous, pretentious!"

Ichigo watched as the vein in Rukia head became more clear. He just keeps digging himself deeper and deeper.

"AND YOU THINK THAT'S BETTER WHY?" She yelled, sending a fist flying into Renji's face. The man flew several feet and lay twitching in a puddle of blood. But hey, better him than Ichigo.

"I swear never send a man to do a better man's job." Rukia grumbled dragging Renji up by the collar.

"'Hime, how do you think this will affect our chances?" She asked.

'Hime raised her eyes to Rukia's from her piggy back place on Ichigo's back.

A quizzical look came over her as she contemplated their question.

"Hmm, considering the fact that Renji did come out of this alive and virtually unscathed, it's safe to assume that Aizen is neither angered or insulted. Based off of the type of person he's shown himself to be he'll most likely be interested in us now that Renji has shown him he's not intimidated. He'll assume we all have that spitfire and that since he do, Aizen won't be disappointed. He'll like our daring spirit but we should probably be more careful when we do team up." She paused and tapped her chin.

"And that could also back fire, he might see us as a plausible threat to his empire and chose to eradicate us. We'd probably die horribly." She grinned and began to play with Ichigo's hair.

"But do you think he'll choose to get rid of us?" Rukia asked.

"No. He wouldn't kill us until he knows we have nothing that will aid him with his own plans. He'll most likely come to us once we have something worth value to him."

"We have money, power, and assets. What else could he want?" Ichigo mused.

"Ah, ah, ah, Kurosaki-kun. You're not thinking!" Orihime sang and tapped his head. She leaned back until her hands touched the floor and removed her legs from around his waist. Like she had been trained as a gymnast as a child she skillfully walked a circle around him and flipped herself right side up.

"Those lessons Tatsuki's givin' you been payin' off?"

She whirled around. "Yeah, I've learned alot from her."

"I knew you would." He grinned.

She started for the building but paused in the doorway.

"Ah, I forgot to answer your question!" She pressed her palm to her head and smiled. "He already has those things, why would he need more of it. He's not redundant nor all that greedy. He'll want something no one else can offer. Something we'll have to wait to see if we have."

"So the offer's still safe and so are we?" Rukia glanced toward Renji like if Orihime said it would be void she'd destroy him.

Orihime seemed to be weighing her answers and settled for a delicate shrug. "Only time will tell."

She turned delicately on her heal and skipped inside.

"Without her insight this sector probably would have been destroyed a while ago." Rukia sighed.

"Yeah." Ichigo agreed, they stood there for a while in silence.

"I'm leaving." He sighed turning away.

"Be here tomorrow, okay." Rukia called following Orihime's suite.

"Aren't I always."

"Oh Ichigo." Rukia drawled.

"Yeah."

"Why don't you take care of those pests while you're at it."

"Sure thing Hoss." He grinned viciously, slipping on his brass knuckles. Eyeing the fighters from the Hollow organization he cracked his neck. He took a step forward.

"Brave enough to come up onto our land and issue a fight. The Menos Grande must be getting worried. Don't worry I'll take good care of you." He yawned.

"But let's make it quick. I'm tired."