It's been a few days since the hollow fight. And Haruhi couldn't - or wouldn't - wrap her head around it. She had spent the remainder of that day plus the next day to convince herself that it was just a dream.

It helped a little knowing that her new friends acted like nothing happened, but there was a part of her that knew it was real. And she had the ghosts to prove it.

It wasn't until Wednesday after school that she encountered her first ghost. She was a little girl and thinking everyone could see her, Haruhi starting talking to the little girl. It wasn't until one of her friends asked her who she was talking to, that Haruhi realized that it was a ghost.

Brushing off her friends, she quickly made her way home wanting to be alone. But the ghosts wouldn't stop showing up. She couldn't tell who was real and who wasn't. She was surprised that she wasn't going crazy yet.

She kept telling herself that nothing was real, now she wasn't as convinced as she was at the beginning of the week.

Staring at her bedroom ceiling that Friday morning, she promised herself that she would either talk to Orihime or Ichigo when given the chance. She just wasn't sure how that conversation would go.

"Haruhi!" Ranka sang from the other room, "breakfast is ready!~"

Sighing, she rolled out of bed and started getting ready for school.

"Are feeling okay?" he asked his daughter questions when she left her room. "You look tried."

"I'm fine." Waving off her fathers concern. "Homework was a little hard last night." She couldn't tell her dad that the reason she hasn't been sleeping lately is the ghost that's been occupying her room at night.

"If your sure."

The two ate their breakfast in silence until it was time for them to leave. "Have fun at school!~" Ranka waved goodbye as Haruhi made her way to the school.

As she walked, she continued thinking about the past week and the new transfer students. Something was going on, and it involved ghosts and monsters.

And she was going to find out what.

Orihime sang softly as she worked in the kitchen as she made her lunch for the day. Her mind wondering to the past few days. Ichigo had kept his promise when it came her her boundaries and privacy. And she was more then grateful for that.

Though it's been a few days since she moved here, she still felt a little out of place. Which was, wake up in the morning, get ready before Ichigo woke up, get her lunch ready for the day, and leave for school once Ichigo was up and ready to go. That was her morning routine anyways. It's her afternoon routine that she might have more time to get use to.

After school she would go to the Host Club with Ichigo, stay there for a bit before going home. Ichigo would go to work if he didn't have to the day off. She would have supper ready when he finished work. They would do homework, and after they would read or watch a movie or talk before getting ready for bed.

It was playing house without being married and sleeping in two different bedrooms. And the more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea of being married to Ichigo. Just not right after high school. They haven't talked about the future, and she couldn't get herself to bring it up. Maybe when this whole threat is over, she would have the courage to talk about it.

Orihime came out of her daydream when she heard Ichigo's door open. "Good morning Ichigo!" she sang. She gotten a mumbled morning and a door shut, she giggled and continued to work. She didn't mind Ichigo's mood in the morning. She knew he wasn't a morning person, he usually was better after his shower.

With the lunches all packed, she cleaning up her mess. "Morning Orihime," Ichigo greeted properly as he left the bathroom.

"Good morning!" she chirped. Turning around, she squeaked and almost dropped the rag that was in her hand. There in front of Orihime was a shirtless Ichigo. She's seen him without a shirt before, but that was during battle and people were usually around. This was different, this was more intimate and it wasn't something Orihime was use to. She hopes that she will eventually, or she'll be a blushing her entire life.

"Are you okay?" Ichigo asked, looking at her in worry.

"I'm fine," she answered, trying to keep the blush that was coming at bay, "I forgot my backpack in my room. That's all." Ichigo nodded unconvinced and walked into his room to grab a shirt he had forgotten.

Orihime quickly cleaned up the kitchen and went to her room to grab her backpack. When she walked out, Ichigo was all dressed and eating an apple in the kitchen. "Ready to go?" With a nod, they grabbed their lunch and left the apartment.

"So I was thinking about getting pizza for supper tonight," Ichigo suggested as they made their way to school, "give you a bit of a break from cooking."

"You don't have to," Orihime said, "I don't mind cooking."

"I know. But it's on me and you deserve a break once in awhile." Orihime beamed at Ichigo causing him to blush a bit. She'll never be tired of seeing him all flustered. Especially if she's the one making him blush.

They continued talking about whatever until they met up with Chad and Uryu.

"Anybody notice anything strangle lately?" Uryu asked as they walked. Everyone in the group shook their head.

"Have you Uryu?" Orihime asked.

"No. Kisuke said that there's something here, but they haven't made a move yet and it's bothering me. If something's here, shouldn't they have made a move?"

"Maybe," Ichigo mused as he thought, "or they're very patient and waiting for the right moment to strike."

Uyru hummed as he mulled over Ichigo's words.

"Well whatever they are and whenever it happens, we'll be ready!" Orihime exclaimed with conviction strong in her voice. Ichigo couldn't help but smile. Leave it up to Orihime to think positive in situations like this.

The day was finally over, and Haruhi leaned against the wall near the front gate waiting for Ichigo and Orihime. Since Ichigo was working today, he normally doesn't go to clubs after school. So she stood there tapping her foot on the ground trying her hardest to ignore the ghosts that were trying to get her attention.

When she heard Orihime's laugh, Haruhi straightened up. "Hey guys, can I talk to you before you leave?"

"Haruhi!" Orihime greeted and nodded. "Of course. What would you like to talk about?"

Haruhi looked around nervously and took a deep breath. "So, I can see things that no one can see and I figured you'd be the ones to talk to."

Ichigo and Orihime shared a look and turned their attention to Haruhi.

"Like what?"

"Ghosts and monsters and Ichigo fighting these monsters."