Chapter 8: Taking action
*Bonjour! Thank you for all of your reviews and yeah I know the last chapter didn't have much action and was mostly fluff but it was romantic fluff. Speaking of which there will be much more fluff in this chapter so suck it up. Highly concentrated romantic fluff coming your way.
And yeah Ichigo's idea was pretty simple but then again he's a simple minded person.
Ichigo: Hey I heard that!
Me: Good you were supposed to.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, just the OC's Naoko and Anya.*
It had been three days since the sibling battle royal had happened and for the most part life was returning to normal. Well except that Uryu was still out cold.
His body was healing nicely but he was still asleep and feverish. Nemu refused to leave his side even for a moment. Uryu's sister, Naoko also stuck close to her brother, though she didn't stick to his bedside. She mostly stayed at the clinic hanging around Karin and Yuzu, which Ichigo was glad for. Everyone was concerned about Uryu not waking up, hell even Ichigo was a tad worried.
Of course Isshin had reassured them time and time again that Uryu is fine and just needs his rest. Though the fact that he wasn't waking up was putting that comfort in question. Nemu didn't care when he woke so long as he did.
Nemu, for the countless time, wrung out the cloth after she had soaked it in the bowl. She gently draped it across a feverish Quincy's forehead. He still had the ashen complexion with a layer of pink on his cheeks. His chest rose and fell at a steady rate, his heart beat at a rhythmic pace. The sheets of the bed had been tucked around his waist and fresh bandages coiled around his bare chest and stomach.
She gently gripped his hand and gave it a light squeeze.
She felt a light squeeze back.
The pale form stirred slightly, his eyes slowly blinked open as his senses returned to him. Nemu removed the cloth from his head and sat on the edge of the bed. Uryu's slightly hazy blue eyes flickered to Nemu and a soft weak smile spread across his lips.
Nemu was on the verge of tears. Uryu was alive and she was now able to stay with him. She grabbed his silver glasses from the bedside table and slid them onto place on his face. Nemu gently tightened her grip on his hand, her smile widened when he returned the gesture.
"I'm glad you're alright." Uryu's voice was hoarse and cracked but still filled with concern and love.
She nodded and gently stroked his warm cheek. "I was so worried about you. It was my fault you were injured, I'm sorry."
Uryu, with some difficulty since he hadn't moved in three days, pushed himself upright. Nemu was going to stop him but instead helped him up. He gently cupped her face in his hand and looked longingly into her green eyes.
"You know there is some unfinished business I would like to take care of." He said softly.
Nemu leaned in a little closer, "Really and what would that be?"
Uryu gently tucked his hand behind her head and slowly leaned in, before his lips met hers he said, "This."
He gently pressed his pale smooth lips on to her soft pink lips.
Nemu could feel her heart racing, her mind going blank, her temperature rising and feeling like she was in absolute bliss. When their lips made contact she felt a jolt of excitement and another deep seated emotion. One that would have been foreign and out of place to Nemu, it was love. She relaxed and her hands moved up and coiled around Uryu's neck.
Uryu felt completely relaxed, relieved and happy. Kissing Nemu felt so natural, like he'd been doing it his whole life. He was relieved that he was finally able to show the girl of dreams how deeply he cared about her. But most of all he was happy, he felt an instant spark, a connection, when their lips touched.
Both gently parted to catch their breaths. Nemu's emerald green eyes connected with Uryu's sapphire blue eyes. They were both blushing like mad, but neither cared. Uryu gently brushed his lips against Nemu's.
"I love you. I love you with all my heart and I always will." The noble Quincy murmured gently.
Nemu's blush deepened. "I love you as well, Uryu, with every bit of my heart."
Their lips tenderly reunited for another love filled kiss.
Two more days were spent at the Kurosaki clinic before Uryu was discharged and let free. Of course he was given a strict complete bed rest and non-strenuous activity regime he had to follow for a week or until he felt better. His skin had almost healed, though some parts of his chest and his sides were scarred. Nemu fretted over his health but Uryu didn't mind one bit.
Nemu had become an official resident of Karakura and loved it. No longer did she have to worry about being sent back to the Soul Society. She could finally enjoy herself here...with Uryu. But something in her mind...especially in her dreams refused to let her rest easy.
The night sky was a deep black penetrated with hundreds of tiny white dots and the luminescent moon. Nemu was sitting on the ground; she could feel blood dribbling out from her cuts. Cuts? When had I gotten those? The injured Soul Reaper thought.
A female figure took a step towards Nemu. She looked up with horror wide eyes to see Anya standing in front of her. Anya had one her swords drawn and hovering in front of Nemu's face. Blood glistened on the black and yellow sword, in the moonlight Nemu could see blood splattered on Anya.
"You should have known better. You can't hide. You can't run. For I will always be in the shadows behind you, ready to strike. No one can help you...especially a foolish Quincy." Anya hissed.
Nemu's wide eyes drifted to a body she didn't notice before. Uryu was lying on the ground motionless, a dark pool of blood underneath him.
"You see no one, not even a love-sick fool, can help you now." Anya scoffed. She raised her sword and was going to strike, when Nemu heard a more terrifying voice.
"Now, now sisters' mustn't fight. It's very unbecoming." Chided a sinister voice.
The haori wearing man yanked Uryu up by his neck. His face was covered in cuts, scratches and blood. His dark blue eyes flickered to Nemu.
"I'm sorry." He rasped.
A golden trident sword sliced its way through Uryu's neck, the captain let the dead Quincy fall to the ground. Nemu's eyes were fixated to Uryu's corpse to notice the blood coated sword shooting towards her.
"NO!" Nemu screamed as she shot up in bed. Her whole body was shaking violently, streams of cold sweat trickled down her quivering body. Her breathes came in and out in ragged gasps, salty tears coalesced at the edge of her eyes.
The cold rain pelted harshly against the window next to Nemu's bed. A crack of thunder and flash of lightening caused Nemu to give a short yelp of surprise.
"Nemu are you alright?" Uryu asked alarmed as he opened and walked in.
He sat down at her side on the bed and gently touched her shoulder. He could feel her shivers and beads of clammy sweat on her skin.
"Nemu?" He asked gently.
She shook her head. "I'm fine Uryu. But you should be in bed; you still need your rest. I'm fine."
Uryu knew she was lying. He moved a little closer to her. "Nemu, talk to me...please. I know something is wrong...please tell me."
Nemu's voice shook, "It was just a bad dream. Please go back to bed."
Uryu slowly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. Nemu let out the tears she was holding back. She buried her face in his chest; Uryu merely stroked her hair and gently rocked her.
"Shh, it's alright. It was just a bad dream, that's all. Your safe now, nothing's going to hurt you." He cooed.
Uryu was pretty sure what Nemu's nightmare entailed. It most likely involved Kurotsuchi, and Anya. He coiled his arms tighter around her and murmured gentle comforts to her. After Nemu calmed down and crawled back into bed, Uryu laid in bed with her. The two softly talked with each other, telling stories of funny experiences, hoping to chase away the nightmares with laughter. Nemu eventually succumbed to sleep, resting her head on Uryu's chest listening to his soothing strong heartbeat.
The last time Nemu had a dream like this...Anya showed up and Nemu and I almost lost our lives. Is this dream a warning as well? Uryu thought as he absently stroked Nemu's hair and listened to the rain banging the window.
Outside as another crack of lighting lit the sky a multi-braided blond woman could be seen standing on the roof across the street.
*You gotta love the suspense I put you guys through. I deeply apologize for not updating sooner, but school and life have kept me away. School's out this Thursday for me! Woo hoo! But on Saturday I'm taking the ACT's... *gulp*. 0_0 So just please read, review and enjoy!*
