UPDATE! A minor-ish-ish one. Changes, small, but changes. They help the world go round.
I'm gonna hafta fool around with the 'no fun ichi' part, remove it, clean it up (HELLA. It needs to go to rehab HARDCORE.) then put it as it's own story.
I reeeeeeeeeeeeaally wanna delete 'Mo Honey Mo Bees'/'Great Escape'. Cuz I hate it. And don't want to continue it. So, if the deleting of that will make ya go over the sink with razor blades, tell me. I'll prolly do it anyways, but it would be nice to know.
Hichigo said nothing while Ichigo ran. He didn't even yell out 'AUGH! THE KUCHIKI BITCH AND THE BLOODY PINEAPPLE!' when they came upon Rukia and Renji. When Urahara arrived he did not call him the 'Sandal-Hat Perve'. Nor did he shout out 'AUGH! THE CRYING EMO ARRANCAR!' when he saw Ulquiorra, standing there in midair, looking oh-so-stoic as usual, with his hands in his pockets.
He was so set on being silent he did not utter a word when Baldy and the Feather-head showed up.
But he could not refrain from cursing in exasperation as the sky above him cracked and flooded with rain, thunder and lightning. He followed Ichigo's gaze, and saw why.
There, standing behind him, was Orihime. The only color in the black gargantua to Hueco Mundo was her orange hair. Her eyes were closed, and she did not look at them.
"Fer fuck sake..." He kicked a window, and it broke.
"Orihime!" Ichigo called out.
She slowly opened her eyes, looking down at Ichigo. Her eyes filled with tears, and she looked away.
"...I'm so... sorry, Kurosaki-kun!" She cried.
Then Ulquiorra spoke.
"She has turned to Aizen-sama's side. She shall no longer be with you." He turned around, and vanished into the darkness, with the crying Orihime trailing behind him.
Ichigo stood there. Motionless. Dazed. Desperate. Crushed. Confused.
Inoue-San had what?
Everybody besides Rukia and Urahara was looking at him now. He was still fixated on the sky, where Ulquiorra and Orihime had disappeared.
Inside, Hichigo was torn.
He was exasperated at the turn of events, pissed off at Orihime, Ulquiorra, Rukia and Urahara, and everyone in general, and very much wanting to comfort Ichigo. He was seething.
But King would be able to see through his 'sincerity', or lack of... and Rukia was there. Not that he wasn't sincere in his wanting Ichigo to be happy, he was just fucking tired of all this cold rain constantly drenching him. And even showing his face would make Rukia probably go want to slit her stupid wrists.
Then again, that wouldn't be a good thing with Ichigo in this condition...
Stopping the rain meant finding a way for Ichigo not to be sad, which is basically trying to make Ichigo happy. But to him, stopping the rain didn't sound so goddamn lame.
Now Rukia was an entirely different matter. Ichigo was already heartbroken over losing Rukia as a friend. Not to say they weren't friends, but when someone tries to kill you, you really aren't going to want to, y'know, do whatever best friends do. Hichigo had really never had one, so he couldn't say. Talk over tea? Go shopping? Ichigo didn't do either one of those.
And why was Ichigo ignoring him? The only good thing about Ichigo's stunned silence was that Hichigo could ponder and think. Was that pole really all that more helpful? He answered that question for himself with an assertive 'fuck no'. But he was only getting more furious.
He looked back over his shoulder at Zangetsu, who looked back at him. He crossed his arms and stalked over to him.
Every one had walked over to Ichigo and were asking him all sorts of things. Those fuckers! Hichigo would have liked nothing more to kill them on the spot, just for being stupid shinigami. Ichigo was still looking up at the sky, and as far as Hichigo could tell, not even listening to the badgering of the crowd around him.
He grumbled. Zangetsu would never let him live this down.
His words were still stuck in my mind, along with the image of Orihime. And Orihime leaving.
She couldn't look at us. The only thought in his mind, besides wanting desperately for this to be a sick joke, was why? Why had she left them? Joined Aizen? Orihime hadn't known about the politics of Soul Society, had she? He was almost sure she hadn't. Why had she left?
He knew as little as they did, if not less. He had been so preoccupied with Rukia, and his hollow, he could hardly remember anything else, much less if Orihime had been acting different or strangely in anyway.
She had been crying. Crying, but she still just turned around and walked away.
He blinked and looked down at Renji and Ishida, and Rukia, behind them. Ikkaku and Yumichika were standing by the corner talking in hushed voices. I turned away, and started to walk.
As soon as Ichigo stopped walking, at the side of the river, looking morosely into the waters, I appeared.
Ichigo said nothing to me, but sat down on the ledge. I saw Ichigo's eyes meet mine in the reflection on the water, and I sat down.
"...Ichigo..." I started as I slowly slid my hand onto his. Ichigo took a breath, but didn't say anything. It felt rather awkward siting like this, hand on his, not holding, just resting. I really had no idea how to even START to 'comfort' Ichigo... I should just give up, I wouldn't be any good at it anyways...
I moved to take his hand away, but Ichigo grabbed it. I could clearly picture a sniggering Zangetsu.
Ichigo still said nothing.
"...You know... Urahara could probably find a way to Hueco Mundo... To get Orihime..." I said quietly.
Ichigo looked over at me. "Urahara?" He asked slowly.
I nodded.
"I'm sorry about... Ignoring you..."
"S'nothin'..." Was comforting people always this awkward? Geeze... Ichigo leaned his head on my shoulder and I decided to continue.. "But really. If anyone could do it, it would be him."
"Do what?"
"Find the way to Hueco Mundo." I repeated. I had the faint idea I was failing miserably at following Zangetsu's advice. We sat in silence. The only sounds were a few sparse birds, the water, and a couple cars, streets away.
"... Do you want to?"
"Do I want to what?"
"Go. To Hueco Mundo."
"It's not really my decision... She's your friend. I just figured you'd want to. Y'know... You saved Rukia, I mean, Orihime's not being put to death or anything... but y'know. I was just putting that out there, as an idea." Silence. I scrutinized a piece of grass to my right.
"...King?" This whole situation was just dripping in awkward. If roughly shaking him and saying 'cheer up!' would of worked, I would have done that... but NOOOOO, Ichigo was a sensitive and complicated guy.
"... I want to save Orihime. I want to go to Hueco Mundo. I will defeat Aizen, and GrimmJaw, and Ulquiorra, and no one will die. I'll go by myself if I have to." Ichigo said stubbornly, leaning up from my shoulder.
"... Alone? That's a good one." I frown "I'm here."
"... How long do you think it will take?"
"...You think I know? Why? School? Fuck school! You got Kon here, not that THAT'S very reassuring, but a little bit..." Ichigo just smiled at me.
"You're surprisingly self-less today."
"What do you mean by that? Besides, I'm being terrible selfish. We're the same person, right?"
"I apologize for calling you selfless and complimenting you then."
"It was a pretty backhanded compliment anyways..." I trail off as he starts to laugh.
"Okay. Urahara's Shoten it is." But he remained sitting.
"Are you waiting for something? Do you want a countdown? A montage? I could make a montage, y'know. I'll hum that one song!"
"I'M GOING! JESUS!"He stood up, and dusted himself off. "I was just thinking."
"'Bout whaaaaaat?" I asked, walking alongside him.
"... You'll be going 'home' or whatever. Right? Hueco Mundo?" ...I would be, wouldn't I? Hmmm...
"You're cute when you look all deep in thought!" He laughed.
"...Fuck you." He only rolled his eyes.
Urahara Shop!:
"YO! URAHARA!" He shouted as soon as he entered the door. He peeked around shelves and corners while I played with the bell on the door.
"YOU!" A voice cried out.
"YOU! What's your name again?" I could hear Ichigo ask.
"JINTA! JERK!"Ah. That one kid.
"Where's Urahara?"
"In the basement." He then turned around the corner and yelled at me. "QUIT PLAYIN' WITH THE BELL! STUPID!"
I growl, and follow them into the secret huge ass training place underground.
"Hello!" I hear a yell. "Kurosaki-kun! Shirosaki-kun!" Urahara is squatting on a big rock, looking devious behind his fan. "What brings you here, my dears?"
"We need a way to Hueco Mundo!" I see his grin widen.
"Oh, not planning to rescue Inoue-San are we? All alone?" He smiles.
"What do you mean? I've got Shiro." He said stubbornly.
He grin is now roughly the size of his entire visible face. He points to a curtain in the
middle of the dirt. Ururu and Jinta run forward and pull it back.
What a fucking moron.
There is Chad, Renji, Rukia, and-
"Ishida?!" Ichigo gapes.
"What? Think you're the only friend of Inoue-San?" He bristles.
"No, I just think all your powers are gone!" He glares.
"Well they're not!" He shouts from across the room.
"Children please!" Urahara coos. "The way to Hueco Mundo!" He points with a flourish.
They all turn to look.
"Will be over there."
They all wait.
"In about a week perhaps."
They all fall down in the dirt anime-style. I smirk.
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A/N: Okay, SO, yes, I'm back, blah blah blah. Still very sorry about not writing...
So.... I'm gonna make it a little more like the actual story I guess. ...whatever THAT means....
Some changes might not be radical, some will be. Some chapters will just have subtle tweaks, and changed dialogue, etc, like this one.
-.-*
I might try for an update a week? We'll see when school starts up again. The next one might be within this week, but be half a chapter.
But YAY! I mean, sure this is hardly an update, but I IS! *dances*
Next chapter! Vizard! :D But it's gonna be hard. Y'know, I mean, here, he's all Hichigo, and then... y'know, with the Vizard he's all like "I'ma kill all y'all". And I'm considering changing his name to Ogichi.... (I just pronouce it 'oh gee chee', not something along the lines of 'oh geeky'. Think about it! Gihc? Geehk! Geek! Not too cool.....) The 'Shiro' stays though. Shiro's golden.
umm... just so you know... later down the pike... I'm gonna make Hueco Mundo have night. Because... it's always like evening/dusk....aaaaaand I wanna put the moon in there. Cuz I love the moon. And the stars. And pluuuuuuuuuus, it's just ridiculously cliche. For romances ESPECIALLY. So yeah.
But bear with me please, this process is gonna be slow. I'm still begging my writing muse to return. But it's doing a lot better. A LOT. Copious amounts better.