Disc: Standard applied
Thought/past
Present
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My Girl
4
Theme song: I Can Wait Forever – Simple Plan
-note: in every chapter I put a "theme song", I listen to the song while I write this chapter so if you want to understand or to feel it try to listen to the songs as you read it :D and some chapters might have the same theme songs though…
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If only I hadn't lost my power.
I looked outside the window next to the bed. Orihime's bed. I could smell her scent all around the room yes I couldn't feel her reiatsu anymore but I could feel it, I could smell it, she had been here—in this room, on this bed.
Maybe she had sat here, exactly the way I did, looking outside the window, waiting for me to come for her—for our child—but I had never come. I looked at the street outside the window. How many times had she looked at that street wishing I was down there coming for her?
Orihime's room was on the second floor just like my room. The room was small and simple. There weren't many things in the room. I looked around the room and my gaze fell on the photo on the table across the room. I stood up and walked to the table.
She was smiling at me.
Orihime was smiling at me.
In the photo Orihime was holding a baby. The baby was only few months old in the photo but I recognized the familiar orange hair on her head. I took the photo and look at her face lovingly.
For the first time since I lost my power I wished I could get my power back.
If only I got my power back maybe I could see her. If only I had my power back I would go to the other world—heaven or hell I wouldn't care—only to find her. There were too many things I wished I could tell her.
"Do you miss her?"
I turned to see the little girl stood not far from the now opened door. She wore her pajamas now, her tiny arms hugged a giant rabbit, it seemed like she was ready to sleep.
I put the photo back on the table to face the little girl who walked toward me. My mini-me, even the way she was scowling looked exactly like mine.
"Do you miss Mama?" She asked again. Her eyes looked into mine. I didn't know that a small girl like her could make me nervous just by the way she looked into my eyes. I know this was not only a kid's innocence, she had inherited Orihime's innocence too.
"I…" I felt like my throat dried and I coughed before I answer her question honestly, "Yes, I miss her."
She nodded just like she had known my answered before she asked me. She smiled toothily, "She missed you too."
I said nothing—I couldn't.
"She had always missed you." She said again as she turned to walk to the bed. I watched her climbed the bed and sat on it, "She told me many things about you."
I frowned, "Really?"
She giggled, "You like chocolate." She hugged her rabbit—which somehow reminded me of chappy—tighter, "Me too. I love chocolate." She added with another giggled, "Mama made me some curry with chicken and chocolate for my birthday!"
I gulped, that sounded just like what Orihime would cook for me, "And you liked it?"
She nodded, "Mama was a great cook."
I could only looked into her big eyes. I saw Orihime in this kid. The way she talked and laughed. She was really our daughter.
"Is it okay if I hugged you?"
She startled me with her laughter.
I became more nervous, "It's okay if it's not okay."
"It is funny…"
Maybe it would take some time before she could accept me as her father or even as her friend, and I…
"I was thinking about the same thing."
I looked at the little girl.
"I want to hug Kurosaki-kun too."
She grinned widely to me.
I smiled and pulled her little body to me and hugged her tightly. She was so small. When I hugged her like this it reminded me that she was just a little girl. The way she talked to me made me forget about her age but when I hugged her just like this, I knew that this little girl—no matter how strong she looked—must feel the same feeling I felt.
She encircled her tiny arms around my neck and buried her face on my shoulder.
"We will leave this house tomorrow…" I said in a whisper, "…is it okay with you?"
She nodded, "Mama wants me to live with Kurosaki-kun..."
I waited for her to continue what she wanted to say but she didn't say anything. This girl, this little girl, was really my daughter. I just met her few hours ago but there was no doubt at all. She was my daughter. I had been in love with this little girl…
…and now I was scared.
Was it really okay to take her with me?
She hadn't known me before this, would she accept me?
Maybe, she accepted me as her father just because Orihime asked her too…
How if she hated me?
If only Orihime were here…
"Kurosaki-kun…"
Something in her voice, maybe the way she called my name, really reminded me of Orihime.
"Yeah?"
It was a little bit awkward the way she called me. She didn't let go off my neck, maybe she didn't want to see my face. I wondered why she called my name but she didn't say anything. Suddenly I felt something wet and hot. She was crying?
What should I do?
Orihime… What should I do with this kid?
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They left the town in the morning. Yumi drive them to the station, the old woman was a truck driver once and it surprised Ichigo how the old woman drove better than him. She looked sad when the said farewell to each other but Ichigo promised her that he would let Aika called her anytime and she could visit her too when she had time. He understood that the old woman loved her so much and he didn't plan to stop her from communicating with his daughter.
Their train left the station at seven thirty and they would arrive at Karakura station seven hours. That was not a short journey and this was his first journey with a kid with him—his own kid. He was a bit nervous at the beginning but Aika was such a sweet girl. She sat next to the window and looked out of the window excitedly. She didn't look sad or depressed. Sometime she would hum some cheerful tone, tried not to be too loud so it would disturb people around him.
She had been crying while hugging him last night so he didn't expect her to be this cheerful today. He was relieved though. With Aika being so calm he could peacefully think about how to inform everybody. He knew his father would be happy to see Aika but that was not the problem…
He didn't know how to tell him that Orihime had been passed away.
He hadn't told anyone about this, not even Tatsuki. He hadn't believed it when Yumi called him that day so he didn't teld anyone—hoping that everything was just a mistake. Now he had to accept it and he had to tell everyone, they had right to know.
But how?
"I will meet Tatsuki-bachan?"
He turned to see the little girl looked at him with a wide smile plastered on her childish face. He blinked, didn't know what to say.
"Eh… Maybe…"
"Ishida-jichan too? Sado-jichan?"
How did she know…
She beamed at the orange haired man, "Mama told me. She told me many stories…"
He nodded, "I see."
Of course… Orihime would 'introduce' their daughter to their friends as soon as she could understand it. That was just how Orihime had been. He could imagine how she told their baby about their friends, showing her their photos…
Did she talk about me too?
"Mama had so many interesting stories…" She said again, swinging her little feet in turn. For a little girl, she knew so many difficult words and it impressed Ichigo. Orihime had influence their daughter so much, "She told me about a princess…"
"Princess?" he repeated unconsciously.
She covered her mouth with her small hands and giggled, "The princess has been her."
He nodded.
"And an evil wizard named Aizen." Ichigo frowned at how she mentioned Aizen's name but the beautiful little orange head continued it happily, "Also a tower—that has been where they kept the princess—and a prince."
She looked at his brown eyes and smiled, "That's you."
He opened his mouth to say something but he didn't know what to say. This little girl… Orihime had told so many things to her but he didn't know how she told her. He didn't know how to explain.
"Mama said Karakura is a nice town."
He nodded, "It is."
"I would like it."
He smiled, "I bet you would."
"That's why don't worry."
He scowled deeper, "I'm sorry?"
The little girl grinned, she shook her head and touched the skin between his brows, "Stop worrying… It will be okay…" She added, "Because Mama told me so."
"What do you mean?"
But the little girl didn't say anything anymore.
Still few more hours before they reached Karakura and he still hadn't found the way to talk to everyone.
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Author's Note:
I am so sorry for being so late, and I am so sorry that I didn't reply your PMs and reviews… I had been so busy and so sick. Have problem with my kidneys… For you who added me on FB must know that I was also too busy cosplaying ^^;
At first I've decided that I would stop cosplaying when I got married. But I changed my plan and I've decided no matter what I will continue cosplaying… ^^; Plus, I am working on my thesis now. So… Thesis+Kidneys Prob+Cosplay+Work=No time. I hadn't even touched my DeviantArt lately…
For my other fanfiction like Love Story and Even Now…. I will try to do it soon, but I am not sure when… I accidentally re-format my HD so I lost all data and I need to re-write some stories I've done. :-I
Well, thanks for reading…
BTW I haven't had time for reviewing my favorite stories (I haven't even read some newest chapter of it), but right now, it's safe to say that I lost my interest in Bleach… (Sorry Kubo.) I am so into DURARARA! now though I wont write fanfic for DURARARA!. If you haven't watched it, try to watch it… It's good…
Recchinon.
