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I am very sorry for this super late update because of some homework. But nevermind, I finished them already.
Anyway, bringing to you the latest chapter, Chapter 7 - Together again?
Chapter 7 – Together again?
I drank from my twentieth cup of wine.
I could feel the heaviness of my lanky body pulling me into a deep slumber.
I could even feel my brain swishing from side to side, turning my mind into a swirl.
I could not help myself but to drink more even though the taste was disgusting.
What I only knew is that, my Hime is gone… I want to forget about this pain…
Hime… Hime…
I sat at the night bar's lounge bar, drinking the awful wine, trying to forget about the unhappy things that occurred today. Still, my memory had not recovered. I could not figure out the reasons behind Hime's sudden cold reaction towards me. I hate this.
I felt a pat on my shoulder but I was way too lazy to care about whom the hell is the annoying person. I called the bartender for the twenty-first cup of wine.
The annoying person called my name and shook me vigorously to wake me up when I am still so sober. Idiot, can't he even decipher the sober from the drunken? I slapped his hand off, without even taking a look at him.
"What do you think you are doing?" the person spoke.
I recognized the voice immediately. It belonged to someone I really hate. A certain red headed.
"What I am doing? I am drinking, of course," I simply replied to him. Seriously, does he even have eyes? No, wait. I doubt he can't see well with those tiny eyes of his.
"Why are you doing this?" he raised his voice as if I could not hear him clear enough.
I ignored him. The bartender shoved me my order. I took my glass of ecstasy and finished it in a mouthful.
He slumped into the seat beside me and ordered the same drink as me. He said nothing more but I knew he was waiting for my reply. Still, I remained silent.
The bartender shoved him his order. He sipped a little of it.
"If you want her back, then face it like a man," he said, taking another sip of his whiskey.
I smirked.
"I don't think I want to hear something like that from a person who couldn't even face the person he liked for so long," I said without thinking.
He rose from his seat suddenly. The screeching sound from the chair scared the wits out of the people in the bar. Everyone turned their attention towards us.
"I don't wish to argue with a drunken but it is you that left me with no choice!" he vociferated.
His roar, or is it my drunkenness; caused a headache in my mind that I supported my throbbing head with my hands, moaning about the pain that it caused me.
I, too, stood up from the seat and face him face-to-face. Now, this tattooed guy is seriously pissing me off every freaking second.
Everyone rose from their seat, scampering away as my reiatsu filled the place. I had been warned by the old man here, Sou-Taichou, that I could not release my power in Rukongai but who cares. Right now, I only wanted to kill this bastard here.
"Are you trying to pick up a fight with me, Abarai Renji?"
Third person's point of view
"Tch. Changing your usual choice of words already, Kurosaki Ichigo?" Renji challenged. It was almost obvious that he too was preparing for a fight, with all the sudden alleviation in his reiatsu.
"I don't think I have to answer such a question to someone of minor importance like you," Ichigo smirked. His reiatsu is continuing to rise.
"What the fucking bastard has you changed into, Ichigo?" Renji screamed.
"What? I am still who I am," Ichigo retorted.
"I can't believe you're Ichigo. The Ichigo I knew would never want to give up just because of a small breakdown!"
"So what if I am someone like this?"
"You aren't."
"You can see that for now," Ichigo said, trying to maintain his balance. "I am like this. I am nothing now."
"Who says you are nothing-,"
"I say so!" Ichigo cut him off.
"Fine!"
Renji stormed off. It was not that he did not care about his friend, but because it was his friend that did not want to pick himself up from where he had fallen.
Just after a few minutes after Renji left the scene, the familiar auburn-haired girl entered the scene. She was wearing the patient's pyjamas.
Looking a bit sympathetic at the drunken man, she called out to him.
"Kurosaki-kun"
Her sweet and delicate voice reached the owner of the name. He turned around facing her.
"I-Inoue?"
Still stoned to see her in front of him, he rubbed his eyes again. There she was, standing there waiting for him. The girl that had refused to meet him for a week was now standing right in front of him.
She smiled.
He smiled.
"Inoue"
He was confirmed that she was there.
He ran forward to hug her tight. There's no way he could have let her go.
"Inoue," he whispered her name. "Inoue, I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry…" he kept on repeating the words.
She did not reply but patted on his back gently and smiled inwardly.
The smile was nothing that nobody had ever seen on Inoue's face. It was so evil; contradicting to her pure innocence self.
Inoue had never thought Ichigo would be able to see it but through the help of the mirror behind her, the smile was seen by him.
Who is she?
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