Yet again another chapter. Thank you for all the reviews *Hugs and Kisses* lol:) This is a a bit short im sorry i had so much to do and my mind was like : blah. lol So please bare with me.
Short Summary:What the hell's wrong with me?
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Bleach, but i like writing fanfics about it:)
Chapter 3: Do you think about me?
Her voice lingered in my mind just a little bit. It echoed over and over again. Like a broken record.
My phone vibrated in my pocket.
My eyes twitched.
Where the hell are you, My father texted me. I grimaced.
I texted him back. I'm at the hospital, one of my friends got hurt.
I looked at the time.
11:49pm. Damn I passed out.
I turned my head to the left, extended my left arm and flexed my right arm as I yawned. I looked around the hospital room and wrinkled my nose-It had a suffocating smell of disinfectant spray.
I glanced on the floor, spotting Rukia and Renji, on a mat. They must've come when I was asleep.
Tatsuki was lying beside Orihime on the rigid hospital bed, both asleep.
King, let's go and look for the drunk… You know you want to.
Shut up… I said
"Hey…" Chad called in a low whisper.
"Yea" I replied rather curtly. Still letting this situation chew on my mind—I couldn't let it go.
"I know how you're feeling. Just know that Orihime will get better."
"I know that Chad it's just… He's still out there and he knows where she lives. He followed her remember?" I told him.
"Don't go looking for him, Uryuu filed a police report. Let the authorities handle it."
My eyes narrowed at him. I thought my answer through before I answered Chad. He could see that i was gathering my thoughts again.
"You think that they're gonna find him? I know how these people are, I've fought them for Christ sakes,—" I slapped my hand on my thigh to control my anger
"and they are not going to stop until they get what they want." I said while cringing.
He took a breath. "Then we'll just have to watch over her until her Shun Shun Rikka gets fixed."
"She can't use her powers on a human." I scoffed.
Chad hesitantly grunted in agreement and said nothing more.
I wanted so badly to get my revenge on that drunkard. I wanted to rip his heart out and shove it down his throat. I remembered his face so distinctly that if I even caught a glimpse of him, I would demolish—no, pulverize—I would readjust his face and make him wish he had never touched Orihime.
"Ichigo?"
"Yes" I responded huskily. I cleared my throat. Rukia got up and stood in front of me.
"Are you…okay? You seem a bit uncomfortable." She could see that i was bothered.
I am. "I'm fine…"
"Then why do you seem so angry?" She asked, concerned.
"I'm not," I'm furious. "Go back to bed" I responded.
"I'm fully rested, trust me" She smirked.
It took me a second to realize what she meant. Ew.
"You pervert…" I half-smiled. Rukia made me feel somewhat better as well.
She turned to look at Orihime. "I wish I would have stayed. If I knew—"
"Honestly Rukia, Orihime is safe. We are here with her, let's just move on." I suggested. I couldn't hear about this anymore. I guess Chad's lecture most likely put my head on straight.
She sighed nodded. "Your right."
I showed up for work early that Sunday dressed in all black with black apron that had the store logo on it. I didn't know what to put on for shoes so I wore my chucks. That's was my uniform.
I read the Guidelines and Procedures Handbook, which the manager had given me, all night so I had a pretty good idea of what I needed to do.
I got in the associates break room and saw my name written—in pencil—on the printed schedule posted on the wall. I squint my eyes to see my shift.
"Kurosaki, Ichigo. 8am to 4pm." I muttered to myself.
Damn 8 hours. I thought. I scratched my ruffled orange hair.
"Wow, that's a nice look on you." A voice said behind me. I turned around and it was another employee, a girl, staring at me.
"Uhh…who me?" I said foolishly. Duh! Of course you! Who else is in the room you idiot? I said inwardly.
She laughed. "You're funny. Is it your first day here?"
I nodded.
She walked towards me to greet me. Her hair was black as night, bowl-cut. She was short, like Rukia and her eyes were blue. She wore chucks, like me. I laughed mentally because she was way different then other girls. She was a boyish girl.
"I'm Kyan, nice to meet you." She smirked.
"Likewise, I'm Ichigo"
"Let's go to work."
The day past by smoothly, I impressed my manager today. I grinned to myself knowing I finally had a job. Finally I'm living like a normal teenager.
"Free cell phone! Activate today no charges, no fees!" yelled a seller from a stand nearby.
"Hello Fine sir, would you like to apply for a free cell phone? It's just 4000 yen a month."
Before I could deny the offer, something hit me. Orihime didn't have a cell phone, and to make sure the 'incident' didn't happen again, I could always call and check up on her. I stopped and thought again, what if she thinks I'm coming on to her? I know boys give girls gifts as a romantic gesture.
Your just concerned of her safety, buy the phone! I contradicted myself. I exhaled. Damn i think alot.
"Umm…Yeah sure" I said, confident.
"Kurosaki-kun!" A voice said as I appeared in the room. I fought a smile. Her voice was crisp, strong. She must have recovered a bit overnight, regaining her strength. I was glad.
"Hey Kurosaki, how'd your first day go?" Tatsuki threw an apple and I caught it without looking.
"Good, I impressed my boss, and I make alotta money, plus tips." I winked as I boasted.
Tatsuki laughed bleakly. "I see…"
"Oh I almost forgot," I reached in my pocket and handed Orihime a a thin silver flip phone. To be honest ,i hope i wasn't freaking her out. I was sweating bullets. She looked at me in silence for a second, as did Tatsuki. Then her eyes lit up like a twinkle of a star that had been trapped inside giving them a translucent aura but it was her smile that seemed to capture the sun. It was just a simple quirk of her lips lifting at the sides to add a crinkle to her face that made seem like she hid the secrets of the universe and yet appeared to be so carefree.
I was distracted for a moment by her smile.
"Kurosaki-kun…uhh, you can let go now." She said.
My eyes widened, "Oh, I'm sorry…"
I can feel Tatsuki's heavy glare on me. Her facial expression practically gave away what she was thinking on her mind.
What are you up to asshole?
"I got it for you, just in case…you know umm"
Come on you idiot, pull your head out of your ass!
"…Just in case you might be in danger again. I put my number on speed-dial and I added Chad's, Tatsuki's and Uryuu's as well." I said.
"T-Thank you, kurosaki-kun." She beamed a smile like no other—It warmed my heart(or whatever I had that loved the way she smiled).
"Wow. Way to go" She said flatly and rolled her eyes. I took a bite of the apple as I got comfortable in the chair closest to Orihime.
Orihime was already messing with her phone, figuring out the basics of it.
"Wait…Don't you have to pay monthly for a cell phone?" Orihime asked.
"Uhh yea, I figured I can pay for it—"
"Oh no, no," waving her hands in the air dismissively while fiercely blushing "I-I got it…I think I can manage." She forced a light laugh. I think I made her uncomfortable.
Uryuu and Soken(Uryuu's Father) walked in.
"Are you feeling better Miss Orihime?" He asked. She flexed, or tried to flex her muscles proving that she was tough. I smirked.
"I'm feeling so much better! I'm as healthy as a horse!"
"Good, good." He said while checking off something on his clipboard.
"Well in that case, I'll prescribe some ointment for your minor injuries, maybe some pain-killers and you might get released tonight. You don't want to miss school tomorrow." He grinned.
"I understand…" She nodded
"And to avoid any…mishaps, I'll drive you home myself." He indicated.
She flinched. "Oh Dr. Soken, Sir I-"
"It's fine. Rest assured I'll get you home safely" He walked out.
Honestly I didn't feel worried anymore, now that I knew I could be contacted if she was in any kind of trouble and that Ishida's dad would be taking her home. I had the strangest feeling though, like a strange emptiness.
As I laid in my bed that night I felt that nameless emotion that wouldn't go away. I couldn't sleep. Rukia had left awhile ago to patrol tonight. I reminded her to keep a close eye over at Orihime's apartment. I was grateful that Renji and Rukia were patrolling cause I don't know what I would have done if they weren't here. Would I go over there to make sure she was all right? I started to dimly recall my dream I had the night before. Orihime was calling out to me. I continued to ponder over this but came up with nothing. Why did she appear in my dreams the same night she was beaten?
Why do I suddenly have the need to be by her and making sure Shes okay? Like right now.
Why did I have the urge to hear from her?
I pulled out my phone and searched through my contacts.
Inoue Orihime.
Hopefully she knows how to text I thought.
'Hey Inoue, are you asleep?' A second later a received a phone call from her. My heart skipped a beat.
"Hello?" I answered as I sat up immediately.
"HELLO! Is this thing on?"She yelled. I jerked away from the phone. Shit.
"Inoue…you don't have to yell"
"Oh hey kurosaki-kun, I was calling because I didn't know how to get into the messages thingy. What did you send me?"
"I asked if you were asleep yet." I muttered.
"Well I was until you called."
"I'm sorry, I was just wondering if you were okay. That's all."
"Oh how sweet of you kurosaki-kun. I'm…I'm fine thank you." She said in a soft, caring voice.
Those words. Her words. Just those words made me felt at ease. I felt content, I can rest now.
"Okay, lock all your doors before you sleep okay?" I cautioned.
"Hai!" She responded.
"Good Night Inoue." A weird tugging feeling didn't want me to hang up.
"Good night Kurosaki-Kun."
Dull, is what it was. So killingly dull. So dull that it seemed like I was sleeping with my eyes open or in a coma-eyes open. I sat there in class, motionless, drowning the chatter out. Ochi-Sensei kept her eyes locked on me so I couldn't doze off like Chad does.
Lucky.
He had his dark curly hair covering one eye, and the other eye was always like partially closed. I looked off to Orihime. She was doodling again. I felt the corner of my lips lifting.
It felt normal again, ordinary. So oddly and strangely ordinary as my list of objectives changed.
Go to school.
Go home.
Go to Work.
Make sure Orihime is okay.
I frowned a little. When did my world include Orihime in it? Worry ceased my face. I couldn't understand why I suddenly felt obliged to Orihime—making sure she's safe? I'm absolutely sure it wasn't a perverted decision.
No.
I thought to myself. I'm not like that.
Orihime dropped her pencil and sighed. She took the paper she drew on and crumbled it up silently. I was suddenly curious. She looked around suspiciously and shoved it in her purse. She shifted to lie on her arm.
I kept my gaze on her through the remainder of class.
"ICHIGOOOOO…"
Damn it.
"Ichigo. Ichigo. Ichigo. Ichigo!"
I felt multiple veins twitching all over my face.
Mizuiro was walking alongside Keigo. "You are really annoying Mr. Asano" He said.
"You literally took those words out my mouth" I replied.
"YoooHOO! Ichigo! Look man, I heard about Orihime—"
My walk hastened. I didnt want to hear about that.
"I didn't invite the dude; turns out he was a drunk!"
"I know that." I scowled. "Tell me something I don't know." I added jokingly.
"I know where he is."
I stopped abruptly. I was as stiff as a board.
Go ahead King, let's ask him. Let's tear that bastard into shreds. My inner self wanted to kill him, but he's a hollow; he loves to kill. But why? Why did i feel so blisteringly accepting towards that decision.
For a brief moment...
I wanted to ask. I wanted to ask and skip school to go find him, threaten him, hurt him… hurt him like he hurt Orihime—like he hurt me.
"Kurosaki-kun!" Her delicate voice and trustful expression when she saw me crumbled my violent plans.
"Hey Inoue." I said, still trying to keep myself sane.
"I wanted to show you something," She pulled out her thin silver flip phone I bought her. She began to text. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I looked at her with confusion.
"Your phone is vibrating, I think you should check it." She giggled and blushed.
I pulled out my black thin flip phone and glared at the screen.
Orihime Inoue: Heyyy Kurosaki-kunnnnn!
I smiled crookedly and looked at her. She blushed furiously when I did.
"You know how to text now?" I asked.
She looked down, "Uhh yea, Ishida taught me this morning when he walked me to school."
"He walked you?" I felt something rise in my chest.
"Ye-yea, Since last week."
For some reason I didn't like that. Why couldn't I walk her?
Wait. I thought. What the hell was that? I mentally punched myself. Why would I think that?
"Orihime-chan!" Tatsuki yelled. She waved, motioning for her to go by her.
"Oh umm I'll catch you later kurosaki-kun, or ill text you!" She turned to walk away. I needed some fresh air to clear my head a bit. I went on the rooftop luckily I was alone.
What the hell's wrong with me? I shook my head and exhaled. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift a little.
End of Chap3. R&R.
