Whoo be proud of me! this is a little longer than usual cause you guys are awesome and deserve a reward! (heh not much though is it?) I once again thank u for your guy's reviews there big inspiration!

Shiro: Blah blah, no one cares just get on with the disclaimer!

Me:*Blows raspberry at Shi* I dont own bleach, Tite Kubo has that awesomeness that is Ichigo Kurosaki and co. T-T

Normal POV

Ichigo awoke the next morning and stared at the ceiling. His just awake brain was all over the place, trying to find out why he felt like utter shit. Then he remembered and grimaced, flinching, thats right, he had finally remembered a dream. He dragged his body into an upright position and groaned.

He heard a knock at his door and he turned to see Renji standing there with two plates of food. Ichigo blinked, what the hell? He didn't take Renji as a sentimental type, usually Renji would be downstairs eating all of Yuzu's cooking (not that he could blame him though, Yuzu was a genius in the kitchen).

"Hey Ichi, you hungry?" He asked softly. Now Ichigo was really confused and slightly worried, Renji never called him Ichi.

"S-Sure" He replied realizing that he had yet to answer. Renji smiled and walked forward, handing Ichigo a plate with toast with strawberry jam (goat-face thought he was so damn funny), scrambled eggs, and a glass of orange juice. Renji had nearly the same, except his toast had pineapple preservative jam (once again, goat-face's attempt at humor). The meal was silent, Ichigo ate slowly because his stomach still felt a little tender and he didn't want to waste Yuzu's cooking like that. All throughout the meal Renji sent subtle concerned glances at his orange haired friend. Although, Renji and subtle weren't very good friends so by the time Ichigo had finished his breakfast he was rather exasperated.

"Okay, whats up with you?" Ichigo asked, tired of the weird, concerned Renji.

Renji sighed and put his and Ichigo's plates on the desk next to Ichigo's bed.

Renji looked toward his friend and knew he would have to get Ichigo to talk about what that had been last night. "Ichigo, what do you remember last night?" He asked carefully. Ichigo froze and chuckled nervously.

"What do you mean?" He said, his mind was in turmoil, he couldn't remember much of yesterday aside from school for some reason, Shit does that mean Renji slept over last night? Renji sent a glare.

"What do I mean? I mean the fact that I woke up hearing you screaming like you were being fucking tortured!" He leveled Ichigo with a glare, 'Now explain." He said crossing his arms across his chest.

"Renji I think your the one who dreamed man." Ichigo said rubbing his head. He had a smile on his face, but Renji could see it was fake, he could see that Ichigo's eyes were slightly panicked, and he knew that Ichigo was trying to make him give up. He leaned forward and grasped Ichigo's shoulder, making him jump.

"Ichigo, I know what I saw, you were screaming for ten fucking minutes, I was a fucking mess, trying to wake you up!" His voice rose slightly "I also know that after I did wake you up, you looked like you had seen someone's murder! Not to mention I remember that-" He paused for a moment debating his next words, then softening his gaze and lowering his voice, he took a breath "I remember that I held you, Ichigo, for the first time I saw you cry harder than ever. Y-You looked like-like you had just lost your mother again." He said, murmuring the last part softly.

Ichigo stilled, leaning his head forward till his hair covered his eyes. He knew he couldn't escape this one. Renji deserved more than that as his friend.

"Lately, I've been having nightmares that I never remember. According to Chad I wake up out of breath and shaking, although this is the first time I've woke up screaming so far as I know, and it's also the first time that I actually-" Here he stopped, unsure how to go on.

"The first time you remember the dream?" Renji spoke gently. Ichigo nodded wordlessly, biting his lower lip.

'If I ask, will you tell me what the dream was about?" Renji asked his voice nearly a whisper. Ichigo didn't answer, he felt guilty for not telling Renji about his dream when his friend was so clearly worried but, he just didn't think that he could talk about the dream right now. Renji took the silence for what it was and nodded

"I get it if it's too soon, but when your ready, I just want you to know that I'll be here okay?" Renji asked. Ichigo looked up at his friend, surprised. Slowly a smile stretched over his face, conveying his gratitude to the red haired teen. Renji huffed and looked away but was secretly happy that he had done the right thing in not pushing Ichigo. Presently they realized they were going to be late for school if they kept up all the sentimental crap so they hurried to get ready, Renji had a set of clothes over here cause he slept over here so much, Renji asked Ichigo if he was alright to go to school, the orange haired boy huffed and hit his friends shoulder, saying that it had been a dream, not the flu. Soon they were on their way to school, chatting like it was any other school day.

The normalcy was comforting as they laughed at the story Renji was telling, (it involved Rukia and her crappy drawings, always a hoot) soon they were at the school gates.

"Renji kun! Ichigo kun! Over here!" A voice called out. It turned out to be Orihime, she was waving and shouting. Ichigo grimaced a little, Renji shot Ichigo an amused smirk. He knew about Ichigo being gay and found great amusement in teasing him about all the girls who hit on him constantly

They made their way over to the group, Ichigo greeted his friends, his eyes locked on Chad's and grinned nervously. Chad's eyes were wide and rather panicked although no one else saw it but Ichigo. This was the worst he had ever seen Ichigo, he knew how to recognize that Ichigo had had a nightmare the night before but now, now Chad saw a very different picture than the one Ichigo put up in front of an over exuberant Orihime, who was currently gushing over how cute Ichigo this morning. He saw how the teen looked drawn and heavy, how little color there was too his face and made the dark circles under his eyes stand out a little. Although what worried Chad most is that, even if Ichigo had had a nightmare, there was always some fire in his eyes, some irritation. But now his brown eyes were faded and dark. That could only mean that Ichigo had finally remembered his dream.

Chad saw all of this, and, as he glanced over at him, he saw that Renji obviously did too if the concerned look he was shooting Ichigo was any indication. Chad flinched slightly, a barely noticeable twitch. He felt so guilty, he should have been there for Ichigo when he woke up from it but he hadn't been, Logically Chad knew that it wasn't really his fault but that did nothing to diminish the guilt he felt when he saw Ichigo's pained eyes. He found some comfort in realizing that, since they had walked to school together, it was more than likely that Renji had spent the night at Ichigo's house. That meant that Ichigo hadn't been alone and made Chad feel slightly better.

Throughout the day Ichigo seriously considered going home, he had an agonizing headache and his whole body ached like he was sick. As he entered his last class he sighed, looking around for the teacher, who wasn't in yet. Ichigo knew that the albino was somehow involved in all this.

He went to sit by Renji and a chattering Orihime. Renji sent him a questioning look and he nodded in response to the unspoken inquiry. Renji didn't look convinced but let it go. Shiro sensei entered the classroom then, catching a paper airplane with two fingers on his way there, he then flicked it back to the dumbass who thought he could make a paper airplane in his class, the airplane hit the kid in the forehead leaving a mark. The albino then took role call, pausing briefly on Ichigo's name but didn't look up this time. When he was done he then turned around and wrote the topic on the board and told the students to come grab a paper and get started.

Ichigo was going to get up when Renji told him to stay put. Ichigo sighed but did as told. Renji returned and handed Ichigo his paper. Ichigo nodded his thanks.

Twenty minutes later found Ichigo finished with the relatively easy questions, he glanced over at Renji who was behind him. He was hunched over his desk with a frustrated expression. Ichigo chuckled mentally and turned back. He contemplated for a moment on whether he should wait for Renji to finish or not, then he scoffed at himself silently. He was perfectly capable of turning in a fucking paper.

Ichigo then got up with his paper and walked forward to the teachers desk. As he approached the teacher, the man's hand, which had been grading papers, stilled. Ichigo's heart beat faster as he walked closer, he walked a little slower. After what seemed to be an eternity he finally reached the desk. The teacher was completely unmoving, Ichigo hesitated then placed his paper in the basket. He stepped back and was going to return to his desk when he heard voice like velvet. He lifted his eyes up and locked onto gold.

"Are you alright, Ichigo?" The way his name rolled off the snow white man's lips was sinfully alluring. Ichigo looked deep into the golden orbs and his dream came to the forefront of his mind, suddenly his world tilted and Ichigo felt himself falling, he heard two separate shouts, Ichigo closed his eyes, bracing himself for the painful impact...it didn't come. He felt strong arms wrapped around his body and a chest pressed to his own. Ichigo slowly opened his eyes to discover bright amber ones swirling with worry.

A low voice reached his ears, "Sleep, love, I'll be here when you wake up." Those words comforted him unlike anything else and felt his body heard the class crying out panicked in the background but he only saw the man in front of him. Ichigo felt his eyes slip shut and his mouth curve into a small smile as darkness enveloped his senses.

Shiro straightened up and gently cradled Ichigo to his chest. He looked at the youth in his arms. Seeing the heavenly face smiling like that made Shiro want to ravish him, his love was perfect, before he had been worried about the age difference but now, he realized that wouldn't be a problem if Ichigo's response to him was any help. He looked around and realized that in his musings he had taken the boy out of the classroom and to the nurses office. He slid the door open with his foot and approached the nurse.

Unohana looked up and immediately rushed into action and took Shiro to the back room and instructed him to out Ichigo on the bed. Unohana then checked the boy over, checking his breathing and his heart rate. She seemed panicked at the results. Shiro felt his heart stop when the normally stoic nurse become flustered. She hurried to the phone and dialed for an ambulance.

"Whats wrong with him?" Shiro asked her as she rushed back to Ichigo. She looked over at him startled, having forgotten he was there. She said nothing for a moment, evaluating him. Shiro stood firm under the nurse's piercing stare. Unohana then looked to Ichigo and spoke softly.

"He has a severe case of pneumonia and I believe some fluid buildup in his lungs. He needs immediate medical treatment which I can't give him here." Shiro looked away, gritting his teeth and showing nothing.

He breathed deeply, "Will he be all right?" He said, not sure he would be able to handle it if the nurse said no.

"The ambulance will be here soon, he will be treated at the hospital and he is strong so he has a good chance but I cannot say right now." Unohana said

Shiro nodded and heard the ambulance sirens he turned to the unconscious boy and picked him up, Unohana put her hand on his arm and spoke in a firm voice,

"His father cannot get here in time and I cannot leave my post, but he needs someone if he wakes up or else he won't understand. Go with him and explain that I sent you." She said this quickly and pushed him gently out the door. Shiro looked at her and nodded, understanding what she was doing for him. He then turned and walked quickly out of the door where Ichigo was strapped to a gurney and put in an ambulance. Shiro saw students peering out of windows but ignored them all, but as he was getting in the ambulance his eyes briefly caught a pair of reddish brown that swirled with fury and concern at the same time. As Shiro sat down in the ambulance next to his love and took the clammy, smooth hand in his own he knew that he would have to fight for Ichigo. Shiro smirked and thought back to the red haired boy who seemed to have affections for his Ichigo.

Hmph bring it on little mortal, I will crush you

Ok there it is! whatcha think? oh, and don't worry we'll see more of Ichi's other friends! Oh and to make this clear! There will be noooo Chad/Ichigo! Not that I dont like that pairing, which I do, its just not in this story, they're just really good friends.
Shiro: hehe I get to crush ta pineapple
Ichigo: NO YOU CANT! *Hits shiro*