Here is something I call Chapter 10... ^^ I'm so sorry it's been soooo long.. I know. I'm having a hell of writers block. total insanity. writing skills going bad.. Very bad. But nonetheless I fabricated something. And I hope it will give you something to read and make me get over my stupid writers block!!

disclaimer etc. can probably be found in other chapters. Probably number 1 ^^ so go ahead and read now. (I'm warning you, nothing good coming up. There's no smut whatsoever. only sadness) O_o'

When Uryuu didn't come to school, Ichigo was worried. His lover always came to school. He never missed class, unless he had something very, very important to do. Maybe he was just sick, but then he would have called the school, the perfect student. But, nonetheless, Ichigo was troubled. What if he had failed his promise to protect him already? The second day, he knew something was definitely wrong, so he went to Uryuu's apartment. He knocked at the door, but no one answered.

'Uryuu? Are you here?' He tried the door, and it was open. He cautiously went inside. The first thing he saw, were bloodstains on the floor.

'Uryuu! Where are you!' Panic rushed over him as he went into the bedroom and saw his lover curled up in his bed, all battered. He had numerous bruises and cuts. For now, he was sleeping. Ichigo cursed.
Why? Why did this have to happen? Uryuu, you should have called me, instead of crying yourself to sleep!
Ichigo shook his head in agony. He went closer to Uryuu and sat with him on the bed. He was caressing his cheek, when Uryuu slowly woke up.

'Ichigo.' His voice was raspy. He didn't drink at all in those two days. He couldn't find the power to walk out of the bedroom. It took all of him to even get there.
Ichigo smiled faintly. But as soon as the smile crossed his lips, it had already disappeared.
Maybe I shouldn't do this after all. I'm only causing trouble for everyone. It's selfish. Even Uryuu … It's all my fault.

'It was Ryuuken, wasn't it?' Ichigo concluded the silent tears were enough proof. 'Maybe it's better if I … stop seeing you after all.' He avoided Uryuu's eyes, but he was sure that was the best thing to do.
Maybe it will hurt, but it hurts more to know I'm the one doing it to him. If I never crossed his life, if I never… He wouldn't have to go through all this. It's best for him if I leave. No matter how hard it hurts. No matter what I feel. It's best for us.

'No Ichigo, you can't do that to me. It's hard enough already! We can make it work. We can make it work already..' Ichigo could see him trying to force away the tears. He could see him struggling with his feelings.

'It's best if I just leave, Ishida.' The words came like a knife in his chest. In both of their chests. Ichigo leaned down to kiss Uryuu softly on his lips, trying not to touch anything that would hurt. Uryuu could feel that short kiss was a permanent goodbye kiss. It was hard, but Ichigo took up all his courage and slid off the bed.

'NO! Please stay! Please. Don't do this.' An almost powerless, bruised hand caught his sleeve, but Ichigo turned his head, so Uryuu wouldn't see the tears forming in his eyes. He hesitated a few seconds, but shook the hand off and left.

'NO. ICHIGO.' Tears were falling now, he couldn't force them back anymore. 'Please come back.' He muttered to himself.

I can't come back. But I'll miss you.

Their cheeks were stained with tears, as the distance grew bigger. Ichigo took up his pace, so Uryuu wouldn't hear him almost crying out. Uryuu's pillow became wet again. That one moment of hope, the fading of pain. All of it evaporated and it hit him harder than Ryuuken had done. Ichigo left. And that pain felt more real than any bruise or cut upon him.
When Ichigo came home, he dried his tears, hoping no one would notice how red his eyes were. He dodged his fathers kick and stormed up to his room, were he threw himself on the bed. Whatever he did to try loosening up the pain he felt through his entire body, none of it helped. He touched his lips.
That kiss was the last one. I'll never make that mistake again. If only to protect him.
It hurt to know that it was over. But it hurt more to know he had been the cause of more pain. It aches, it hurts, it damaged him, broke him, pained him in any aspect of the word. Only time can make it better. Or worse. Nothing exists in this world to make it disappear.
Just one thing can make it all go away, but Ichigo wasn't even sure it would work.

Time will tell. Time will heal. Or brake my heart, so I can't feel anymore. That would work too. I'm fine with it. I'm so sorry, Uryuu. I love you. I miss you. We have to move on, you and I. Forget. Please.

SOOOOO.... I hope I did something acceptable.. Review me??

love,

eadwine