A/N: I hope everyone had a safe Holiday and New Years full of relaxed...ness and fun XD Sorry I took so long.
Fahyed: Haha, thanks for the support :3 I guess now my fanfiction is started to relax into a regular update that isn't every 2 days. Sorry .
Naien: Aye, I hear you with that one. I mean, during the manga, Aizen really took special appreciation of her powers, so I assume that they are quite extroardinary, and can surpass healing by a long shot?
DarkendShadowFire : Hehe, thanks! I know how hard it is to read a fanfiction when it's late P
Winterxinnocene : Haha, thanks. It's hard to portray him as someone who is as eeevil as he is, but also someone who isn't too cold towards people like Hime 3
Mikomimaru: Oh, I know what you mean. There are so many fanfictions that I read, and it's always sad to see the author give up on their story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach
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"Hey, Old Man, you know what?" the hollow jumped from building to building, his white kimono flying in the wind. The black-clad man stood upon his sword on one of the buildings, staring forward with an empty expression. He never did talk much.
"I think th' King is gonna try and get rid o' me," he continued, not caring whether or not the sword was listening. He landed on the building next to the sword, and the man looked over at his owner's lookalike.
"Why do you think this?" his stern voice asked. It echoed throughout the entire world, but he paid it no heed.
The hollow shrugged at his question, sitting down on one of the windows. "I think he wants th' girl to destroy me."
The sword turned back to where he had been previously staring. At least it wasn't raining, he thought to himself simply.
"You think she can?" his voice intergected once again, and a string of annoyance entered the old man's conciousness.
"I don't know. Anything is possible," he returned, missing the silence that he had before the hollow had ever been created.
"Yeah, I guess I'll go along with it fer now. I can quiet them both if I wan' to," he snicked before leaping off to one of the distance buildings.
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"Kurosaki-kun!" Orihime shouted as she ran towards the orange-haired boy who was packing up his bags on his desk. He turned to meet her, and a hestiant look crossed her face. "Kurosaki-kun, would you like to come over for some cake and tea?"
Eavesdropping on the conversation, Uryuu shot Ichigo a passive glare before he stepped out of the classroom, but he hardly took notice. "Uhh, sure Inoue-san."
She smiled sincerely, hoisting her bag over her shoulder and grabbing his large hand, pulling him across the classroom.
"Kurosaki-kun, if you don't mind me asking... How exactly do you plan to give me the time to do what you asked? Something of that size would take ages..." she sighed as they walked on the sidewalk only a few blocks from her house.
He looked over at her warily, trying to decide how best to state the fact that he had no plan, "well... I was sort of thinking that we'd just improvise?" He laughed halfheartedly as she left out a sigh, playing with her long hair.
"Well then... Does he have a name?"
He looked over towards her as if she had just told him a pack of hollows lived in her basement (not that he'd be terribly surprised with the trouble that she tended to get herself into). "N-name? He's a monster, why would he need a name?"
She frowned at the orange-haired shinigami, sticking her chin up ever-so-slightly, as if pouting. "That's pretty rude. Everything deserves to have a name! How would you feel if your parents never named you?"
He flinched slightly at the mention of his parents, stuffing his hands in his pockets subconciously, "Yeah, I guess you're right."
The orange-haired girl stuck the key firmly into the lock and opened the door, peeking inside before letting Ichigo enter. They slipped off their shoes before Orihime ran immediately into the kitchen, pulling a large box out of the kitchen. "I picked this up from the store earlier. I've been waiting to eat it for days now!!!"
"Ah, that looks good, Inoue-san," Ichigo grinned, sitting following her into the kitchen to offer his assistance.
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Orihime Inoue felt herself become plunged into darkness yet again as goosebumps covered her arms, the hair on them standing on end. Ichigo's reassuring smile was the only thing that kept her breathing in regular intervals. He really was her savior.
Landing on the hard building, Orihime let out a small, "oof!" as she felt her feet sting on contact. "Owowow," she muttered to herself, stopping suddenly when she noticed someone she had never seen before.
A tall man stood upon what looked like a sword, staring off into the distance. He was all clad in black, and she crinkled her nose slightly, noticing that his hair looked like it hadn't been washed in weeks.
"Oy, Ooji-san, where were you before?" Ichigo shouted, waving his arm as the man turned around to face both of them. He had slight stubble at his chin, and large sunglasses that nearly hid his eyes. Orihime took a mental note that he wasn't someone who would be good to make an enemy of. "Inoue-san, this is Zangetsu."
Her eyes lit up brightly in recognition. "So this is the guy you always curse about! Didn't you just say recently that he's always so useless?" She beamed widely, and the man cocked an eyebrow at the orange-haired shinigami.
"Uh.. yeah, anyways, you know where that one guy is?" Ichigo muttered passively, glancing around his inner world for signs of the hollow, "I need to take care of something."
"Ah yes, he mentioned that you had some plans to get rid of him?" the sword asked, almost a hint of anticipation lining his words. "He's always here. You just need to call out to him."
Ichigo shrugged at the old man's vague answer before stepping in front of Orihime. "Hey! Thing! Can you come out for a second?" he shouted at the top of his lungs. Orihime bit her bottom lip both in fear and anticipation. This would never work...
"Y' called?" the hollow greeted, jumping to a nearby rooftop, "there's too many damn buildings here t' tell!"
Orihime squeezed her hands together tightly in front of her before pulling a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'm going to need your co-operation for the moment, hollow."
"Tha' right? I don't suppose you wan' to trick me into lettin' th' girl get th' best of me?" he snickered slyly, a grin twisted his face. She shuddered subconciously, while Ichigo nodded towards his sword's manifestion before grabbing the actual sword from behind him.
"Ah, I'd never take advantage of someone like you. That's why I'm going to need you to co-operate by your own free will," Ichigo smirked, a similiar grin covering her face. Orihime didn't like the fact that they were almost a perfect mirror of eachother. It was disturbing.
"Ha, but y'see, if we fought here, I might mess up and injure th' princess," he grinned, noticing the orange-haired boy's hesitation. "Wouldn't want anythin' to happen t' th' lady." Orihime flushed slightly, looking down at the floor. Was she blushing because she was scared? Whatever the case was, she swallowed harshly, stepping out from behind Ichigo.
"P-please, Mr. H-hollow, sir," as the words left her mouth, she already knew she was only going to regret it later, "D-don't fight Kurosaki-kun."
He cocked an eyebrow at the woman, letting out a bark of laughter at her attempted bravery, "Well, isn't that interesting. Looks like th' princess would put her life on th' line for you, King." Orihime flushed brightly, biting her bottom lip.
The hollow glanced at the girl, then back at his look-a-like, then back at the girl before speaking again, "Alrigh'. I'll play along fer now. I'd like t' see what's gonna happen."
Ichigo watched the hollow warily, giving one last glance at Zangetsu before nodded at his other. He leaned forward slightly towards Orihime, whispering something in her ear. She nodded in agreement as they both started walking towards the hollow slowly.
This was going to be difficult.
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Yes, I know, not the most interesting chapter, but I promised myself that I'd get one done today, and this is what happens when I rush P
See you next time :3