Another Chapter! I'm so sorry about the long wait I haven't had the internet in forever anyway I hope you enjoy this.
MissSilverfox666
~Chapter Three: What the Hell is Happening to Me?~
Ichigo's mind was very reminiscent of a whirling typhoon as he floated in the darkness the reason? He had finally realized that he had interacted in that strange place when in the other one Aizen had walked straight through him! What the hell? It didn't make any sense.
Ichigo didn't have much time to contemplate however as he was suddenly blinded with light once more. Blinking slowly he realized he was outside the cave where he had followed Aizen in the first scene the only difference was the two black clad shinigami notable by their uniform as members of the punishment squad.
Confused Ichigo frowned at them, a bad feeling making his heart beat faster than usual. Something just wasn't right, what were these Shinigami doing here? Even as Ichigo thought the question the image suddenly shimmered making his eyes hurt.
Rubbing furiously at his eyes he tried to dispel the dizzy feeling but when he looked again the world had gone blurry and sounds were very indistinct. All he could see were black shapes and a blur of blue that appeared to be attacking one of the shinigami.
Blinking Ichigo realized it was Aizen. Was he nuts! Ichigo dispelled that thought however when he vaguely made out the figure he was attempting to attack but was being blocked by several others who took no pity on him and attacked with swords.
The figure Aizen was so intent on was carrying something, something that Ichigo had no doubt was the little girl he had caught a glimpse of earlier and just like before she was blurred to the point where he couldn't make anything out but a black almost shapeless figure carelessly held in one arm as the man marched away from the furious and screaming Aizen.
Indeed Ichigo had no trouble hearing what the young Aizen was screaming at the men and it made his heart clench painfully and his fists clench in utmost fury.
"No! Let her go!" Ichigo couldn't stand it he rushed forward but before he had taken three steps his world went suddenly blank and he had the strangest sensation of sitting body tied to a chair and the feeling of fabric over his eyes and mouth and a heart wrenching pain shot through him that had nothing to do with Ichigo.
It only lasted an instant but he felt claustrophobic, like there was a heavy pressure being pushed down on him, making it hard to breathe then suddenly it was gone and Ichigo was once again in darkness but he no longer felt the floating sensation. Instead he felt something soft under his body and a dull ache in his head.
As Ichigo slowly realized he was in his body and waking up from that weird dream or whatever he heard the soft worried voices around him.
"I don't know what happened when we found him he was collapsed on the sidewalk, I healed the wound to his head but he didn't wake up it…it…" the speaker sucked in a trembling breath, "It felt like his soul wasn't there but I…I felt a heart beat so…" Again the voice trailed off and Ichigo now recognized it as Orihime's voice.
"Hmm." That was obviously Urahara, "That is odd, I…" Suddenly the man cut off and Ichigo felt the shopkeeper's eyes on him as he blinked his eyes open and let out a soft groan.
"Ichigo!" Orihime gasped out and rushed to his side a worried and tear streaked face greeting Ichigo's tired eyes.
"Don't worry I'm fine Orihime." Ichigo reassured the girl with a weary smile, "Just feeling a little out of it."
"I'm glad you're okay." Orihime smiled at him, believing wholeheartedly that he was alright, Ichigo though somewhat a privet person never lied about situations like this.
"So how are you feeling Ichigo?" Urahara asked casually strolling over, fan as usual hiding his expression, "Any nausea?"
"No just a damn headache." Ichigo muttered around a yawn and moving into a sitting position without difficulty and fixing the green clad man with a narrow stare. "So what happened to me?"
"From what I heard from Orihime and Chad you were acting strange and they decided to follow you but found you on the sidewalk with a nice bashed skull." Ichigo's eyebrow twitched at the obvious smirk the man had despite it being hidden.
"Yeah I got that much hat and clogs I want to know why." Ichigo's eyes narrowed further telling the eccentric shopkeeper that he wanted seriousness.
"I have a theory," Urahara said before gracefully taking a seat not far from Orihime and putting his fan away to reveal his rare serious expression. "From what your father has told me about his loss of powers he also exhibited such symptoms like headaches, black outs so other incidents like this shouldn't be too much of a worry." Here he frowned.
"But?" Ichigo prompted.
"But when Orihime said when she healed your wound she couldn't feel your soul." Ichigo blinked at that and deduced that he was right in assuming he was experiencing one of those 'out of body' experiences some people have.
"That's because I wasn't in my body at the time." Ichigo carelessly explained with a shrug.
"You what?" Urahara was caught off guard by Ichigo's oh so casual reply.
"I wasn't in my body at the time, I think I was…" Ichigo trailed off with a frown, remembering just where he seemed to have gone while unconscious and for some reason felt the need to keep it to himself.
"You were what?" Orihime asked concerned. Blinking Ichigo shook his head and gave a faint smile to the worried girl.
"Nothing I was just revisiting when I meet Rukia." Ichigo lied spontaneously.
"Well that would explain it." Urahara piped up becoming once again the annoying cheerful shopkeeper, "It isn't uncommon for shinigami to revisit the awakening of their powers when they are in the process of losing it, your father though didn't go through this because he had no regrets about leaving them behind."
Ichigo just glared at the pointed looked Urahara sent in his direction, he didn't regret losing his powers if it meant his friends and family were safe but he did miss them and being able to protect those he cared about also…these dreams or memories Ichigo couldn't rule that out though his brain found such a thing impossible his heart and gut said otherwise he just may have something to regret after all.
Pushing that thought away Ichigo stood up and stretched before informing them he was going to go home. After reassuring them all he was finally able to go home, easily avoiding his dad's 'you're late' punishment kick and greeting his sisters before he collapsed onto his bed with a sigh and stared at the ceiling with a frown.
Just what the hell was happening to him? Shaking his head Ichigo rolls over a few minutes later to return to sleep, dismissing the whole thing as just a dream.
Is Ichigo dreaming or is it something else entirely? And what will he do when he finds out the truth? Read if you want to find out.
Thank you all for your patience, I have no intention of leaving any of you hanging but between working all week 7-5 and no internet I haven't had much time to write and update so it may be a while yet before my other stories are updated but don't give up hope I'm still keeping at them.
MissSilverfox666