A/N: Uh...so much for my since of humor. Stupid cold medicine! It'll let me
see watermelons doing the tango beside the computer but not write a decent
humor fic! I hope this cold don't last long. Ichigo is 18 now.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal.
Fear is how I fall.
Confusing what is real.
Ichigo sat nervously on the plane. She was going back to Tokyo...without Masaya. She still got angry when she thought of it. How he had left her in London to be with some girl back in Tokyo. Well, she was going to Tokyo, but not for Masaya.
But how could she be sure that he would accept her? That he would even be in Tokyo? Ryou had been so angry with her for leaving...and the look on his face when she told him she was marrying Masaya...Why would Ryou even look at her now?
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming...Confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending.
Controlling
I can't seem to find myself again, my walls are closing in.
(Without the sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Tears streamed down her face. As the plane landed, she carried her stuff out of the busy airport and sat on a bench outside. Tears fell into her lap. She sobbed for a long time before she heard footsteps. She looked up.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal.
Fear is how I fall.
Confusing what is real.
"Zakuro? I thought you were in America shooting a movie." Ichigo gave the tall model a questioning look.
Zakuro sat next to Ichigo. "I came back for almost the same reason as you did I guess. My boyfriend dumped me, so I came back looking for...him."
Ichigo shivered in the cold Tokyo winter. "I came for Ryou. Masaya...left."
Zakuro looked up. "You didn't divorce him? It was the other way?" when Ichigo nodded, Zakuro sighed. "I think...I need you to follow me."
They walked down the street, which was empty. They came to a large house. Mint's house.
"Zakuro? Why did we come to Mint's house?" Ichigo looked lost.
Zakuro sighed heavily and pointed through a window. Ichigo got on her tiptoes and peered through. Inside by a warm fire sat Masaya and Mint, whose stomach was rounding.
Ichigo looked in the window, her eyes hollow. She looked hurt. "Mint...she didn't know?"
Zakuro bit her lip. "She thought Masaya had told you everything. That you knew and were alright with it."
Ichigo looked at the ground. "I'll have to send her a present for the baby shower. But now, I have to go find a hotel."
Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me.
Distracting...Reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection.
It's haunting,
How I can't seem to find myself again , my walls are closing in.
(Without the sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before.
So insecure.
Zakuro watched as the red haired girl walked slowly in the direction of the airport. "What do you think you're doing? You came here for Ryou! Not to see Masaya and leave! You're staying at my house."
Ichigo turned and ran to Zakuro. "Thank you." She hugged Zakuro and they walked to a corner to wait for a taxi. (A/N: Not a Zakuro/Ichigo story)
Ichigo sat in Zakuro's living room. There was a large fire burning and it was warm. Zakuro came in and handed her some hot tea.
"So, who'd you come back for Zakuro?" asked Ichigo, sipping the tea.
Zakuro sat beside her, and turned on a lamp. "Well...it doesn't really matter. He's not here anymore."
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Please tell me."
Zakuro sighed. "It was...Pai. I...had a soft spot for him."
Ichigo smiled. "Kish..." she put her hand over her mouth and blushed.
Zakuro raised an eyebrow and grinned. "Ichigo, you want to be player now?"
Ichigo grinned. "It slipped." She yawned. "Thanks for letting me stay Zakuro... I wish I could help you find Pai." She closed her eyes.
Zakuro stood and flicked off the lamp. So Ichigo wanted Ryou and Kish. But the decision might have already been made for her.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal.
Fear is how I fall.
Confusing what is real.
A/N: I don't think this song fits. (Crawling by Linkin' Park) I had a really good song, but I lost it. Oh well, Second chapter up soon.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal.
Fear is how I fall.
Confusing what is real.
Ichigo sat nervously on the plane. She was going back to Tokyo...without Masaya. She still got angry when she thought of it. How he had left her in London to be with some girl back in Tokyo. Well, she was going to Tokyo, but not for Masaya.
But how could she be sure that he would accept her? That he would even be in Tokyo? Ryou had been so angry with her for leaving...and the look on his face when she told him she was marrying Masaya...Why would Ryou even look at her now?
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming...Confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending.
Controlling
I can't seem to find myself again, my walls are closing in.
(Without the sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Tears streamed down her face. As the plane landed, she carried her stuff out of the busy airport and sat on a bench outside. Tears fell into her lap. She sobbed for a long time before she heard footsteps. She looked up.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal.
Fear is how I fall.
Confusing what is real.
"Zakuro? I thought you were in America shooting a movie." Ichigo gave the tall model a questioning look.
Zakuro sat next to Ichigo. "I came back for almost the same reason as you did I guess. My boyfriend dumped me, so I came back looking for...him."
Ichigo shivered in the cold Tokyo winter. "I came for Ryou. Masaya...left."
Zakuro looked up. "You didn't divorce him? It was the other way?" when Ichigo nodded, Zakuro sighed. "I think...I need you to follow me."
They walked down the street, which was empty. They came to a large house. Mint's house.
"Zakuro? Why did we come to Mint's house?" Ichigo looked lost.
Zakuro sighed heavily and pointed through a window. Ichigo got on her tiptoes and peered through. Inside by a warm fire sat Masaya and Mint, whose stomach was rounding.
Ichigo looked in the window, her eyes hollow. She looked hurt. "Mint...she didn't know?"
Zakuro bit her lip. "She thought Masaya had told you everything. That you knew and were alright with it."
Ichigo looked at the ground. "I'll have to send her a present for the baby shower. But now, I have to go find a hotel."
Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me.
Distracting...Reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection.
It's haunting,
How I can't seem to find myself again , my walls are closing in.
(Without the sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before.
So insecure.
Zakuro watched as the red haired girl walked slowly in the direction of the airport. "What do you think you're doing? You came here for Ryou! Not to see Masaya and leave! You're staying at my house."
Ichigo turned and ran to Zakuro. "Thank you." She hugged Zakuro and they walked to a corner to wait for a taxi. (A/N: Not a Zakuro/Ichigo story)
Ichigo sat in Zakuro's living room. There was a large fire burning and it was warm. Zakuro came in and handed her some hot tea.
"So, who'd you come back for Zakuro?" asked Ichigo, sipping the tea.
Zakuro sat beside her, and turned on a lamp. "Well...it doesn't really matter. He's not here anymore."
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Please tell me."
Zakuro sighed. "It was...Pai. I...had a soft spot for him."
Ichigo smiled. "Kish..." she put her hand over her mouth and blushed.
Zakuro raised an eyebrow and grinned. "Ichigo, you want to be player now?"
Ichigo grinned. "It slipped." She yawned. "Thanks for letting me stay Zakuro... I wish I could help you find Pai." She closed her eyes.
Zakuro stood and flicked off the lamp. So Ichigo wanted Ryou and Kish. But the decision might have already been made for her.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal.
Fear is how I fall.
Confusing what is real.
A/N: I don't think this song fits. (Crawling by Linkin' Park) I had a really good song, but I lost it. Oh well, Second chapter up soon.