Title- Needed to Tell You I Cared
Summery- Kurosaki Ichigo age 17. Ishida Uryû age 18. Uryû saves Ichigo from a hollow that almost killed Karin. Admits that he has strong feelings for Ichigo.
Warning- Swearing, Adult Situations, Uryû x Ichigo in later chapters
Disclaimer- I do not own BLEACH or any characters
Note- in Italics is talking to self or hollow inside

Chapter 4 - Unexpected Follower

Uryû was acting strange as we walked down the street towards Urahara's a week after we first got together. I began to get worried. "Uryû whats wrong? You're acting like your trying to hide a secret. Remember I can feel it in your reiatsu." I concentrated on sensing Uryû and finally managed to conjure his spirit thread. I opened my eyes and grinned. The thread was a perfect shade of blue. The same blue that the archer's arrows were. I reached out and carefully caught the thread between my fingers. I realised it was coming out from his body and playfully tugged on it.

Just at that moment, I heard a loud gasp mixed with a cry coming from him.

I quickly ran up to catch up with him. The dark-haired boy was wide-eyed, panting softly, clutching tightly at his stomache. "Uryû! Oops " I laughed.

He turned his head to look at me. "What did yo-" he was about to ask when his eyes wandered down to my hand. I was holding… his reiraku? I brought my eyes to where the Quincy was looking and saw I was still holding the blue thread.

Slowly putting two and two together, I looked up again at the flushed boy.

Uryû however seemed to have understood before me and warned the other. "NO! Ichigo, don't!"

But it was too late; I was already pulling his reiraku. Uryû sensed something tugging at his stomach at once, and was being pulled backwards by an invisible force. It felt like the fingers holding the thread were holding his heart and lungs. It felt weird, but it somehow felt good too.

When he came back to reality, he realised he was in my arms. He quickly freed himself from me as I chuckled.

"This is not funny, Ichigo! What did you think you were doing?" He said, trying to push his glasses up his nose threateningly.

"I'm sorry! I swear I didn't know you could sense it when someone tugged at your reiraku." I answered for my defence once I had regained my serious.

"Hell…we're sopossed to be going to Urahara's not screwing around " Uryû whispered as he continued walking.

"You still never answered my question. Whats wrong?" I continued to press him. "Nothing's wrong I just have a lot on my mind." Uryû glanced back at me. Theres nothing wrong I am just to chicken to ask you something I've wanted to ask you for a while now. What if you don't like what I'm gonna ask? Would you break it off with me? Will you hate me for even suggesting it?

Noticing that Uryû was off in his own woorld I left him alone. I was really worried. Does he hate me now, is that why he's avoiding my questions? I don't think I could handle it if he hated me and was just putting an act on so not to make me me sad. Because we were both off in our own worlds we never noticed that there was someone following us, or the fact that we had already arrived. First Uryû walked into the dumpster that was out front of the store. I walked into the side of the building. I cursed and stumbled as I got back up. That was when I felt it, the strange reistu. It was one that I had never felt before but it did not seem threatening. Noticing that Uryû had straightened up and had his hand near his wrist told me that he had felt it too.

"Hello there, Ichigo Kurosaki and Uryû Ishida ..."

A/N hahaha cliffy. Sorry for the really late update. I still don't know what I am going to do with this story, and I really have no time anymore. Beign a 11th grader highschooler really sux. All the choices you have to make. Well enough of me whining. Sorry about the point of view change. Remember that this is my first story. My other story is coming on good for any of my readers that enjoy the HitsugayaXKarin Paring. Just so every one knows I HATE ORIHIME AND MOMO. So usually I will not pair them with any of my favoutite characters or I will be mean to them within my story.