Disclaimer: I don't own bleach. As a matter of fact, I dont even own one of these chapters. Yea I'm lazy. Thats why I dont update much.
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Ichigo sat on a bench at the local park thinking. He wasn't having good thought's though. Some of them were about loosing his job, some were about his addiction, but most of them about his wife. Ichigo was extremely angry with Orihime of course but he had to admit that somewhere deep inside him, he was also confused.
Ichigo wasn't really sure why Orihime would go out and have an affair behind his back. Wasn't he enough pleasure for her? Okay, so maybe he never let her have a chance to have an orgasm, and perhaps every now and then he would have her without her consent, but that is still no excuse for her actions. And to have an affair with Renji too? what does he do that I don't? Ichigo shook his head at the thought of Renji or any other man being intimate with Orihime. It made his heart cringe and his blood boil. She is mine.
Rage had suddenly built up inside of Ichigo and he wanted to let it out. He knew just the person who he would unleash at to. Standing up and stretching his upper body, Ichigo started for his best friends apartment.
Knock, Knock, Knock! It's been fifteen minutes since Ichigo has been pounding on Renji's door and he was starting to get impatient. What the hell is he doing in there any way? Probably fucking my wife.
" Renji, it's me open up the door!" He was now seriously losing it. Going to a nearby window , Ichigo looked in and shouted, " Renji I swear to god if you don't open up this door I'm gonna kick it open and-"
" What the hell do you want man?!"
Ichigo turned around to see a disheveled looking Renji leaning out the door and staring at him. His hair was not in its usual ponytail but plastered over his face by sweat that was long gone , his eyes looked clouded with ecstasy, and although slightly pissed by Ichigo's little tantrum, he managed a small grin.
" Well, don't you look…nice."
" Oh, yea. I just got out of the shower." Renji swept some hair out of his face with his fingers.
Emphasis. Unnecessary.
Ichigo smirked and looked at Renji curiously " The shower eh? You sure it wasn't from something or someone else?"
Renji stood up tall now. Now he was the one confused. The only something or someone that Ichigo would question about is…Orihime. Does he know? But how?
Now with a serious tone, Ichigo answered the questions that were on Renji's mind.
" I know about the affair Renji , Orihime told me."
"……What are you gonna do about it?"
" Hehe. I'm gonna beat the shit out of you," Ichigo cracked his knuckles and continued, " then I'm going to go home, and beat the shit out of my wife."
" Well Ichigo, I'll let you fight me, but I'm not gonna let you lay a finger on Orihime." Renji's eyes showed determination.
" Oh? Is that so?" he was teasing.
"Yea, I'll stop you at all cost."
Ichigo pinned Renji up against the door with his smirk back on his face. " Oh so now you're your fucking superman, saving the sluts for further fucks."
Renji had had enough of Ichigo and his smart remarks so he gave him a hard push causing Ichigo to fall back and stumble a little. Ichigo looked up and glared at Renji with eyes that were so close to being those of his hollow. Then, he charged at full speed for Renji.
Already in a defensive stance, Renji thought of ways that he could solve this problem without fighting. well, I did sleep with his wife. On several occasions, so I guess I kind of deserve this. But then again, that asshole fuckin' abuses her. How dare he?! Now angered by Ichigo's assaults on Orihime,Renji had forgotten any attempt to make peace with Ichigo. Unfortunately he did forget that an angry beast was trying to severely hurt him. At the second before Ichigo's hand was about to collide with Renji's face, Renji had swung his foot up and blocked it.
" Oooh, nice reflexes. I like that."
" Yea? Well you'll like this even more!" Renji brought his right arm back and brought it forth again straight into Ichigo's nose.
"oh fuck! Son of a bitch!" Ichigo started breathing hard as he bent down and cupped his nose.
Renji gave Ichigo a pitying look, " Come on Ichigo, I know that you're stronger than this."
" No I'm not!" Ichigo slowly got up and looked at Renji, " I'm not strong like I used to be I…I am weak."
" Oh man,, you wanna come in and have a beer?"
" Yea, I need one right now."
Meanwhile…
Orihime was just about to leave for the market when someone called the house phone.
" Hello?"
" Hi this is Dr. Ikazawa, is Mr. Ichigo Kurasaki available at the moment?"
Orihime's stomach flipped at the name, but she pushed through, " Um, no, can I take a message though?"
" Yes, but first may I ask your relationship to Mr. Kurasaki?"
" I'm his wife, why?"
" You're his wife? Well then I suggest that you come in for some test."
" Why would I need to come in for test? Wait, what was the message you had for him again?"
" Oh, right, tell Mr. Kurasaki that the test came back positive."
" Positive for what?" Orihime was starting to get frustrated.
" Oh you don't know?"
" Don't know what!"
" Mr. Kurasaki is HIV positive."
There you go, I hope you like it. But on second thought, like it or not, I freaking love it. Thanksgiving break is good. Now on to the real work. Ugh, I hate writing informal essays, so demanding. I'm ranting, I should stop. And I'm done. And tired.
Okay so I guess that people like to give shout outs to reviewer and stuff, so I guess I can do that, but I'm not gonna sit up here and type out all nine of your names because that just takes way to long. So you know who you are. And thank you all who still read it.