Hello Everyone! Sorry i kinda awhile. Well anyways here's chapter 7. And just a little message to the punk anonymous, "if you don't like it, don't read it." Don't waste your time and don't waste mine.

Short but sweet chapter guys, I think you'll like it, hopefully.

Summary: I had to go into the bathroom for a sec and rearrange some things, maybe take a cold, very cold shower.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, blah blah.

My father held a clip board in his possession, checking off various things. I walked over to him, not saying a word. Fear choked me. This atmosphere was thick and heavy. I didn't like it. Deep down something wasn't right.

"Ichigo take this," He handed me a report. I glanced at it.

Case #3224

Rape

Case#4123

Rape

Case#764

Rape, Murder.

….

My eyes widened. Murder?

The blood pulsed through my veins quicker.

Why did I suddenly feel like running back to Orihime immediately, to be by her side once again?

"Here you go!" Yuzu said with a smile, wearing her little nurse outfit. She carried in a tray with bandages and ointment.

"I called the pharmacy and you should be able to pick up your prescriptions in the morning" Said Yuzu. One of the mothers got up with a weary look on her face.

"T-Thank you."

"Dad…how many patients did you have today?" I said thickly. He didn't respond, as if the memory of today was too painful.

"Dad…please." I tried again.

"…22," He said low. Twenty-two?!

"You are joking." I growled under my breath, I didn't want to make a scene. My father looked at me suspiciously. I took a breath, and kept my face composed.

"One guy did this? That's impossible." I said.

"Ichigo it wasn't just one guy, it was a group, a gang." I didn't know if it was hot in the room but I felt it. I felt anger boiling in me badly. So badly that it became a flavor in my mouth.

"I need to work late again at the hospital and I need you to finish here." His tone became serious.

He quickly shuffled papers at the desk and took the report back.

"Mr. Kurosaki?" One of the patients called. He walked over to them at once.

"Ichi-nii, why are you home so late, you missed dinner." Yuzu said pouting her lower lip out. I couldn't really give her an answer.

"I'm sorry Yuzu." I said softy. She could see that my body language and tone of voice said I didn't want to be bothered. Her facial expression went to being sad to happy.

"Oh its okay, I saved it for you in the fridge just in case you get hungry." She half-smiled, so sweet and caring, just like m-…No. I told myself, not now.

That night my father left once again to work late. I helped the patients recover a bit then they went home. Yuzu and Karin cleaned up the clinic a bit then went to bed. Throughout that whole time I argued with myself. It wasn't just one guy, but then didn't Orihime get attacked by just one guy? Something didn't add up, and I had to figure it out. I finished cleaning the clinic and went upstairs.

I entered my room and found Rukia sitting on my bed deep in thought. She was startled when I came in.

"This has become an issue." She said as I entered.

"Yeah…" Was all I could say. Something was tugging me. I had to see her.

Had? I caught myself, damn I'm obsessed.

"I asked my captain if we could have a further investigation and he declined. He said it doesn't have anything to do with the Soul Society, don't interfere." She got up from the bed and walked closer to me.

"I'm sorry Ichigo, I wish was something we could do." She touched my arm closed her dark violet eyes like she was trying to remember something.

"It's alright Rukia, at least you tried" I said dryly. She nodded.

"Have you noticed anything…different about Orihime?"

I struggled to find words to answer her question.

"I…haven't really noticed. Why?" I whispered. Then I looked at her, she seemed unsure.

"I don't know…just wondering." She walked to closet. She was hiding something but I could care less because I had other things to attend to. I started to head out.

"I'm going for a walk." I said not knowing if she heard me or not.

"Where to?" She asked.

Orihime's apartment I almost blurted out unthinkably. Damn, stalker mode. Again.

"I don't know" I mumbled

As I was walking outside I argued with myself all the way back to Orihime's apartment but my less noble side won the argument and I went ahead. I had to know if she was okay, a phone call wasn't enough. A simple gesture of sensing her Spiritual pressure wasn't enough either.

Really Man? You're pathetic.

The white pain-in-the-ass interrupted my thoughts. I ignored him.

But the he was right; I have become worse than a stalker.

It was past midnight, the neighborhood where her apartment was located was dark and quiet. I looked around the back to see if there was anyone lurking around there. After my searching, I went up to her door.

Locked.

Damn it I thought.

I should be satisfied her doors are locked and no one is around. I should be happy right? Nope, I went up to her window. I looked through the glass and my breath stopped.

I could see her in her small bed, her covers on the floor and her sheets twisted around her legs. As I continued to glare like a peeping tom, she twitched restlessly and threw one arm over her head. She didn't sleep soundly. Was she in pain?

I was repulsed by myself as I watched her toss again.

Enough I told myself. About to leave, she twitched again. I froze and allowed myself to look at her face. It was not peaceful. There was a little furrow between her eyebrows; the corner of her lips was turned down. Her lips trembled and then parted. She looked beautiful, I was amazed at myself. How did I let myself be this mesmerized? I sighed and shook my head.

"Kurosaki-kun!" A thrill shot through me when she spoke my name.

"Good Morning." I said with a soft smile. I could see that her cheeks stained red.

"Um…Y-You're early" She said while she leaned against her door. I came about an hour early; the sun hadn't even begun to rise yet. I was eager to see her and here she was. Her presence overwhelmed me.

"I'm sorry" I assured her. She shook her head

"No it's okay, I don't mind" She paused to wet her lips. I looked away to avoid any perverted distractions. This became a natural habit now.

"You can come in, I was making some breakfast." She said

"Sure" I walked in and placed my bag on the chair and sat comfortably on her sofa.

She walked to the kitchen. "What type of bread do you like?"

I rose a brow "Um, any type is fine" I hesitated.

"But…What are you making?"

"I'm just putting some wasabi paste on bread, want half a loaf?" She looked at me with her grey eyes. She did have a sense of humor.

I chuckled. She tilted her head to the side. Was something wrong?

"Well?" She repeated. Wait was she-

"Wait…you're serious?" I asked, hair flopping over my eyelids.

"Um…yes?" She answered while twirling her right foot. I laughed. I threw my head back and held my stomach.

"What's so funny? You find wasabi funny?" Her lip pouted.

"No, I find you funny. Now, move aside, I'll cook breakfast" I offered.

She suddenly turned light pink. "Y-you can't do that."

I turned to face her, forgetting not to get too close.

"Why not?"

"That's kind of insulting…to a woman in the kitchen you know." She said, while trying to take off her apron.

"Well, if the woman isn't cooking the right things—"

She threw the apron at me, while blushing.

"Don't insult my cooking Kurosaki-kun!" I caught it without looking. She smiled; it hit me, her beauty.

"I wasn't" I answered lightly. I headed towards the fridge and got a carton of eggs and butter.

"What are you going to make?"

"A normal breakfast," I started to play around with her. She gasped and turned red. I chuckled once again and she folded her arm and pouted.

"I'm sorry. Care to watch?"

She nodded.

This is what I wanted, having her by my side. It was what I desperately needed for awhile. I didn't even feel the need of going to school but, Knowing Orihime she would probably prefer going to school. As I cracked the eggs and placed them in the skillet, from the corner of my eye I saw…sadness.

My heartbeat quickened. I didn't like when she suddenly changed her mood.

"Kurosaki-kun…umm." She began.

"Yes?" Talk to me.

"Last night. You said you couldn't stay away from me…is it because of the rapist?"

Shit. She had been thinking about what I said.

I turned to the skillet, making sure the eggs were cooking. I wanted to ignore the question. I ran my fingers through my locks and sighed. I could her breathing stagger when I did that.

"That's not the only reason why." Keep it light. I said to myself.

"What's the other reason?"

I forced my face to stay on the skillet, "You should you grab us some plates, I'm almost done."

Too soon. I figured.

She shook her head no. "Kurosaki-kun should stop hiding his reasons and tell m-me." She moaned like a kid. Something rise in my stomach.

I quickly turned to her and was half an inch away from her face. I could her heartbeat quicken as she gasped. My heartbeat increased as well. I glanced deep into her eyes; she glared back with the same intensity.

"I want to protect you... Can't you just accept that?"

Orihime shuddered when my breath hit her lips.

"Y-you d-don't have to do that…Kurosaki-kun..I—"

"I want to..." I roughly whispered. I walked closer to her, with a certain hunger. I didn't know what it was, all I knew was I had to get closer. She took a step back as I came close to her. Her lips looked soft and plump.

"...Lemme just..."

"K-Kurosaki-Kun…" She whispered in fear, or surprise, whatever she was feeling. I couldn't describe her facial expression. In my state of haziness I tilted my head slightly to the side, targeting those soft, glistening lips of hers. I tilted her chin up with one hand and hesitated for a moment. I leant forward and my eyes closed almost instinctively. They, at least, seemed to know what to do. Next thing I knew my lips were pressed gently against hers. I waited for it, a slap on the face or my head.

Amazingly, nothing.

I had kissed her, correction, she let me kiss her. As thoughts in my mind became vague I swiftly brought up my other hand cupped her cheek. At that moment I felt warm and tingly, the gears in my brain stopped moving. Time seemed to stand still. Her lips, delicate soft like silk pressed against mine made my head spin. She was like a drug and I needed more. I pressed harder and a light moan escaped her lips. I pulled away immediately. I scanned her face hard, she looked back at me bewildered, embarrassed even. I almost went berserk, i didnt know how to react after that.

But...Shit. Someone became reallllllly happy after hearing that.

That moan that she did wasn't good for me, I had to go into the bathroom for a sec and rearrange some things, maybe take a cold, very cold shower.

"I…I'm sorry… I'll understand if you want me to leave." I whispered

She raised her hand to caress my face, her cheeks flushed pink. She tippy toed up to me and gently kissed me. My eyes widened for a second then later closed as I deepened the kiss. My mind went blank, dark. I couldn't explain how I felt; it was my first time kissing a girl. Beautiful, breath-taking. The room smelled like burnt eggs for a min. My nose wrinkled—

Oh Shit! I broke the kiss, regrettably, and turn off the stove. Orihime quickly ran to the sink and got a cup of water. There was a small fire in the middle of the skillet.

"Shit, how did I not notice this?" I said to myself.

Uh cause you were getting busy dumbass.

I ignored the ass hole and splashed the water in the skillet. The fire went out.

I sighed and looked at Orihime. She smiled serenely.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who can't cook huh?" She stuck her tongue out at me.

I chuckled.

End of 7. R&R Love you guys!