You might experience some OOC parts with Orihime. And the order might be a bit messed up.

Disclaimer: I dont own Bleach

On the next morning, Orihime woke up in nobody's arms. Even though she had expected this she still had a small cloud over her. She formed a pout on her lips as she slipped on her robe and walked to the kitchen to make herself breakfast.

She really wasn't kidding when she said that she experimented with her food to see what Ichigo liked. Ever since she had gotten pregnant, two months ago, Orihime had really lost an interest in all the weird combinations that she would usually enjoy. She thought that Ichigo didn't mind eating her food. He didn't a few years ago, when they had first started dating. But that must have just been part of his plot to gain her trust.

Orihime reminisced on her relationship with Ichigo in the early stages. Like how he used to order her flowers just because, or tell her that he loved her and not expect to get a blow job after. He really was a sweet guy then. Then all of a sudden he just changed though. It was like a hurricane just came in and took her loving Ichigo and replaced it with a raging, abusive one. Orihime put on a pot of tea and sat down to think about that day that would change her life forever.

Flashback

It started off as a normal day. Orihime woke up to no one as her husband was somewhat of a workaholic. Ichigo is one of the countries most popular diagnostics. He could find five things wrong with a person just by looking at them, and ten more by doing test. He is the House of Japan. But he also had a drug problem. It was kept secret for some time but eventually word had leaked out.

Once the head of medicine had heard of these rumors, he immediately suspended Ichigo's license to practice in his hospital. He had claimed that he was " diagnosing under the influence of non-prescript drugs". that was just euphemism for saying that he was high all of the time.

When Ichigo had heard of this, he was outraged. Renji was at work and he didn't want to disturb him which meant that he had no one to take his anger out on. No one, but his wife. Ichigo thought about this rationally for a second. He loved his wife with his heart and soul but right now he was pissed and could really look past that fact. And not to mention he was hopped up on cocaine.

It was decided, the only thing that Ichigo would do is just harass her a bit and perhaps insult her cooking, maybe call her a few names if he felt like it. "but that's as far as it will go." Ichigo told himself as he hopped in his car and rode off.

When Ichigo got home he found his wife laying on the couch reading a copy of the morning newspaper. He thought of what to say that could hurt her feelings. "Calling her ugly? No, that would get me no sex. How about fat? Oh not even I would believe that. Stupid? Would that work? I think it will. I could always apologize and still get sex after, or at least close to it. Yup, that's what I'll do."

"hey dumb-ass, you just gonna lay there and not acknowledge my presence?" Wow, that was without hesitation.

" Ichigo! I'm sorry I didn't notice you. I was to consumed in the paper." Did he just call me a dumb-ass?

" I'm surprised that you can even under stand the news paper. isn't it just a bit to much for your small brain to take in?" Heh, this feels nice.

" Is something wrong with you honey? Did you have a bad day?" What's with him today?

" I did have a bad day, and your not making it any better." Oh man I'm getting caught up with this. But it feels so good. I should do this more often. Wait, no, that's wrong!

" Well I'm sorry Ichigo, tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it." I don't understand. What's going on?

" There's nothing that you can do, you don't understand!" Why am I raising my voice? Am I serious now? I could be. She really doesn't understand.

" I don't understand because your not telling me anything." Please tell me what's wrong Ichigo.

" My license to practice has been suspended. They found out about my drug abuse problems."

"Oh, that's bad."

" No really Captain Obvious?"

" My bad, I just….don't know what to say."

" That's why I said that you wouldn't understand."

" Well at least now you have a chance to clean yourself up."

" What?!"

" I'm just saying that I think it would be best if you stopped using drugs! It could possibly help you get your license unsuspended."

" Listen here chick, I'm not quitting any thing. Especially if it makes me happy."

" Well I was just trying to help out. You dont have to get an atti....tude" Woah, what was that? Orihime put her hand up to her cheek. It stung badly. There were only two reasons why her face should be hurting right now. Either some invisible man with anger issues has invaded their home and took his problems out on her, or Ichigo just hit her. But I didnt do anything wrong, or did I?

The sound of a whistling teapot brought Orihime out of her trance. She was thankful for that. She didnt want to be reminded of the other cruel words Ichigo had said to her after his assault. She didnt want to be recall her black eye, and she didnt want to think about how she was kicked out of her own home until the next morning. The thought of what she did until that morning came, however, was something she could willingly think about all day.

With her teacup in one hand, and a magazine in the other Orihime turned around to be surprised by a smaller black haired woman.

" Rukia, what are you doing in my home?" Pure venom could be heard in Orihime's voice. She wasnt an idiot and she knew what was going on between Rukia and Ichigo. Sometimes she found herself confused thinking about their affair. Not because she was hurt by it or anything, but because she couldnt really figure out why she cared so much.

" I just came to visit a freind, is there something wrong with that?" Rukia put on a facade that she made sure Orihime could see through. She knew that she knew, and she was going to intimidate this girl to no end.

" So you screw my husband and then call yourself a freind. Its like that, eh?"

" Oh Orihime, you shouldnt use language like that, its not ladylike, and might I add-"

" You can't add anything, but you can get the hell out of my house."

" Well don't we have a pottymouth today?"

" I think I have the right to have a pottymouth. After all, I am talking to a bitch who's fucking my husband."

" I think its time that I take my leave."

" Yea I think thats a good idea."

" Goodbye sweetheart."

" Goodbye whore."

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