Michiko-chan! I hope y'all are enjoying this story just as much as I am!

Warning: Language

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN BLEACH OR ANY OF THE WONDERFUL CHARACTERS*^*

A Ripe Blueberry

Orihime sat quietly in front of the two stubborn men whom were being healed ounder her orange shield, both looking the other way avioding her eyes. Just what in the world was going on between this two?! One moment, she was speaking seriously to Urahara-san, and when she glanced back, the boys were miles away, beating each other to death! She could only shake her head in disbelief the moment they had reached her, all bloody and angry, they must've said something to each other before hand to start all of this, "A-Ano...w-why were y-you guys f-fighting?" Orihime glanced up at both of their scowling faces with timid eyes. Ichigo glanced her way, feeling ashamed for acting so rashly, but he didn't regret it, he absolutely hated the way Grimmjow watched Orihime. Grimmjow didn't deserve her, Ichigo was her knight in shining armor, not him. Grimmjow refused to look their way, he was still trying to register the fact that he loved Orihime, and that didn't sit well with him. He didn't get the reason why his heart was aching so, fuck, he never thought with his heart before! He just let his fucking insticts control him, yet here he was, his heart soaring just by thinking about Orihime! Ichigo softened the look in his eyes as he placed a reassuring hand on Orihime's knee, for some reason, Orihime hadn't felt a thing. But her eyes did become worried as she saw him speak with such calmness and kindness, it made her heart break, why was he being so kind and thoughtful now?

"It's nothing serious, Inoue, you know how we hate each other-," Ichigo was suddenly cut off by Grimmjow's grunt as he let out a chuckle. Orihime and Ichigo glanced toward Grimmjow to see him glaring at Ichigo's hand and where it laid. Orihime looked down to her knee to see this sudden gesture to be quite intimate seeing that they were only 'friends', she glanced up to Ichigo with uncertain eyes, Grimmjow glaring at both of them. He really hated seeing Ichigo acting so cooly around his woman, could the bastard not understand that he was not willing to share?! Goddamn it, this fool, if Orihime was not here, he would've punched the snot out of this fucking carrot-top. Ichigo didn't say a word and the silence remained until Grimmjow gave an explination to his interuption.

"Naw, you might fucking hate me, Kurosaki, but I don't give a damn about you," Grimmjow stated bluntly as he watched Ichigo with an annoyed expression as he held his stance. Grimmjow crossed his arms and had a sly smirk on his lips as he watched an irritated Ichigo become tense the longer Grimmjow watched him. Ichigo glared at him, letting out a sigh, he turned back to Orihime whom was watching Grimmjow with confused and surprised eyes. He suddenly saw a ting of sorrow in her beautiful grey eyes as she looked away from Grimmjow towards him, she gave him a sad smile as she placed her small hand over his. But there was something missing, something he had seen just before he had left her here in Hueco Mundo for the second time, and it seemed as though...it seemed as though Ichigo was longing for it much more than he woud've thought.

"I hope you're right, Kurosaki-kun," Orihime said, barely above a whisper as she suddenly stood. She looked away from them and turned toward the outside of the tent and slowly began walking away from both of them. Grimmjow was about to stand, his face slowly erasing his scowl and replacing it with a concerned one. Ichigo immediately stopped him, placing a hand on Grimmjow's shoulder to keep him seated, anger in his eyes, yet something of understanding. Ichigo didn't understand this one bit, he saw the same concern in Grimmjow's eyes when he looked at Orihime as himself when he did the same. Ichigo wasn't sure what he was feeling himself, but he felt somewhat annoyed to see Grimmjow giving Orihime the same stares as he did.

"As long as this shield is surrounding us, we can't go anywhere," Ichigo mumbled as he glanced back at Orihime whom was now out of the tent. Grimmjow forced Ichigo's strong hand off of him and arrogantly punched the shield, making him wince as his hand was suddenly shocked and pain had begun to run through out his entire body. Ichigo could only chuckled as he watched Grimmjow shaking his hand up and down to ease the pain. Grimmjow's eyes suddenly became wide as he silenced himself as they both could hear soft mumbling just outside the tent, suddenly a squeal. This caused them both to jump, "Inoue!" Ichigo yelled in worry as he heard a ruckus just outside happening. Grimmjow said nothing, using his advanced hearing and trying to hear what they were saying, but he couldn't understand, they were talking so low, it wasn't even audible. Suddenly the tent flap flew open revealing a wide eyed princess, "Inoue, what's wrong?!" Ichigo yelled as he kneeld before her, she quickly reversed her powers as she began to gather everything.

"We have to leave right now, the Quincy's have retreated for the time being, we still have time to heal, train, and anything else to prepare for the final war," Orihime rushed out in one quickly breath, the two men glanced at each other, they would place their emotions to the side for now, they must help Soul Society. Grimmjow was simply doing this to see the smiling face of Orihime, he didn't give a damn about the rest of them! Ichigo complied allowing Grimmjow to join for the sake of Soul Society, the arrancar were their only hope to kill the lower quincy so Ichigo would be able to fight Juahbach freely. Ichigo shook his head and stood quickly helping pick everything up, he glanced to the side to see Grimmjow making his way to Orihime.

"Onna..." This caught both Ichigo and Orihime by surprise. Ichigo stood frozen, watching the two as he pretended to be picking something off the ground. Orihime quickly turned, her eyes still wide, her body shaking, her breath short and quick. It pained to her this way, he still kept his scowl as he kept his fisted hands in his pockets. He took out one large hand and grabbed on of her shaking ones, he glared at her, worry and anger in his eyes in which Orihime did not understand.

"Calm down, it'll be alright, we have time right now,"

I'll Continue if yall would like

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Sorry if it's too short~