With the rescue team...
The team were silently treading along the murky, boundless hallways of the colossal structure in search of everyone's favourite Substitute Soul Reaper. The search seemed as if it had been going on for many millenniums, even though it had only been nearly one week. As soon as they entered the building a short while ago, they hadn't encountered any of Aizen's Arrancars or Espadas. 'Thank God for that', everyone thought.
Each darkened room they passed, they peered into it. Searching for Ichigo's weak spiritual pressure which could possibly lead them to where he is, only that it's extremely weak - almost too weak to sense. They could tell he was dying from the fact that it spiked slightly which they knew he was resisting, but after the instant second of the spike, it dies down to somewhat lower/similar to an average human.
Suddenly, they came to a door which seemed to have a dangerous aura around it. They knew this was it. Behind this door was Ichigo Kurosaki. His spiritual pressure was at its strongest that it had ever been (though it had remained the same) since they entered Hueco Mundo, excluding the random spikes. Therefore he had to be behind there.
Each of them stared at the iron door with bewildered expressions until Renji Abarai held out his hand and clenched his quaky fist around the sturdy door. Before he could open the door, Rukia took his hand and prevented him from opening the door as she forced everyone to back away slightly. They could see fear in one eye, and rage in the other. Rage at whoever did this to her boyfriend.
With a running jump, she lifted her leg, her forceful foot coming in contact with the door without hesitation as she smashed the door down, the iron plate lying on the floor in defeat with a huge dent from Rukia's brute strength. Everyone was in awe.
With Ichigo at the exact same time...
The door had been kicked down with violent force. The dust from the impact sprayed everywhere as the mysterious eight figures appeared from the intense, blinding, bright light from whence the door use to be. Ichigo was bordering consciousness as he managed to have a glimpse of the light before his vision faded to a threatening black. The figures lingering in his mind; trying to remember...
Somewhere unknown...
Ichigo finally managed to awaken, his amber eyes slowly fluttering open like butterflies wings when they are gliding through the air with delicacy. He stared at the ceiling, unable to move as he had just woken up from his slumber. The ceiling was white. He strained himself to allow his eyes to move downwards to notice something. The walls were white. The floor was white. Even his own bed. 'Where am I?' He wondered to himself, unable to remember anything that had happened - and anyone.
His body refused to respond as he attempted to push himself out of the mysterious bed he laid in. He hadn't known how long he had been there, nor where he was as is vision was still slightly hazy from before. 'What happened...?' The bewildered boy searched around the room with his eyes to notice a few machines standing around lazily.
Suddenly, the door to the left of him had opened and a few visitors had arrived. Each of them holding upset and hopeless expressions. One of them was a small boy who had short, spiky, silver hair. His skin looked as if it was a smooth texture only a child would have. The boy's eyes were an astonishing turquoise. Behind the boy stood a taller teenager who had chin-length, raven-coloured hair. The taller boy had a slender build with mature blue eyes. Next to the slender-built boy stood a female with long, beautiful, orange hair. The woman seemed to have a curvaceous figure with stunning brown eyes. Also, behind them two stood a much taller, muscular boy. The muscular man had messy, brown hair along with his dark skin tone which made you tell that he was from the Mexican country. His brown eyes showed strength, yet his heart showed compassion. Finally, another one entered. He had crimson coloured hair that was spiked up - just like a hedgehog - and his eyes were a hazel-brown. The man's head and arms were covered in thick, black tattoos.
"He's awake!" The orange-haired girl cheered, her expression changing from hopeless to ecstatic. Each of their expressions, one by one, gradually became happier. All of them except the silver-haired child who attempted to keep himself smiling and no more.
'Who are these people?' Ichigo asked himself, his countenance turning confused.
"Are you alright, Ichigo?" The silver-haired boy asked.
'Ichi-go? Am I Ichi-go?' He continued inside of himself, sounding out his name. "W-Who are y-you?" He choked, his voice sounding raspy and almost destroyed.
"Ichigo, don't you remember us?" The red haired teen asked.
"A-Am I supposed to?"
"Ichigo, we're your friends!"
The orange-haired male cocked his head to the side, whilst still lying down on the bed he was put on whilst he was unconscious as silence filled the room.
"You have been asleep for three months." The raven-haired boy mentioned.
Ichigo's eyes widened. 'What happened to me?!' Shock had taken over him as he couldn't remember a thing. First he wakes up in some peculiar, white building. Next some weird-looking people show up claiming to be his friend. Then he gets told that he's been unconscious for three months!
"Th-Three months?" They all nodded. "Who are you guys?!" He yelled as loud as his voice would allow him to, "Where am I?!" He continued, "What happened?!" At that moment of time, his pure amber eyes were wider than ever with fear and aggression. His breathing was unstably fast and his whole body was trembling with distress.
"Ichigo, you have got to calm down!", the white-haired child reassured. "My name is Toshiro Hitsugaya."
"I'm Renji Abarai."
"Chad."
"Orhime Inoue."
"Uryu. Uryu Ishida."
"I don't... I don't remember who you are... I don't even remember who I am... Who am I?"
Everyone was in complete devastation after hearing that he doesn't even remember himself. Is it true that he had forgotten that he was a Soul Reaper? He probably had due to his amnesia. "Your name is Ichigo Kurosaki.", Toshiro declared, "You are in the hospital and you had been captured and tortured by one of our most detested enemy. We managed to rescue you and bring you back safely, however it seemed as if they had injected you with a special type of poison which gave you unbearable pain. As you were unconscious, you kept screaming and crying up until last month. Although, after two weeks, they had managed to remove the poison and cure you."
Silence filled with blank room once more as Ichigo managed to force himself to sit up, but was pushed back down again by a gentle, overpowering hand which came from the male named Uryu. He ignored the hand and continued to process the words that the boy named Toshiro had declared.
"I forgot to mention this, but your girlfriend, Rukia Kuchiki, couldn't come. We wouldn't allow her, because last time she was shaking you violently and constantly crying. When she first saw you like this in Hueco Mundo, where you were kept, she had to be dragged and carried. In addition, she wouldn't stop crying for weeks. Therefore we cannot allow to see you in this state. However, the doctor said once you are awakened, you are allowed to be removed from the hospital and returned home."
There will be one last chapter after this one and possibly a small sequel if this is liked so much. :D
