Not me...

Disclaimer: Bleach and its awesome charas belongs to Kubo Tite

At first I didn't notice her. Through my eyes everything was useless it's all about me and my pride as a Quincy. In my eyes she's just a clumsy, ditzy one who liked to hang around with his weird friends but as the times goes by and after (I don't know how) I became part of her friend of circle, I noticed something.

She has the most beautiful smile...

And when I knew her further I knew she's not that ditz, she's just...didn't want to be a burden to others. Maybe none of my friends realized behind her smile and his clumsiness she had a deep thought about everything, everyone, especially the one named Kurosaki Ichigo.

"How's Kurosaki?," She asked as we walked together under our own umbrella, it was raining in this moday afternoon and we walked home together.

I gave her a slight glance, a glance she didn't notice. But I noticed something, even though she was smiling, it was a sad smile.

"He's okay...don't worry about him, Inoue-san...," I gazed the road before my eyes again, I was too afraid to looked at her again and she still held those smile.

I just couldn't...

"I know I'm useless...again and again he gets hurt because of me...," Her voice became so tremble.

"You're not useless...if it's not because of you, Kurosaki-kun would...," I stopped when I see chrystal in her eyes.

If I could, I would...

"If it's not because of me, he'll never gets hurt!!," She began to cried uncontrollably.

"No...it's not...," I want reached my hand to her shoulder but I stopped and dropped my hand to my side.

It's not me...

"Kurosaki-kun did that because he holds you dear, you are his friend...," I watched her as the cried became sob.

She looked at me and she gave me her most beautiful smile. But the tears still flooded and wouldn't stop for a while.

"Arigatou, Ishida-kun...you're so nice to me...how I can repay you...?"

I lowered my gaze to the ground and murmured, "It's...nothing..."

Who could made her storm in her heart stopped...

It was Kurosaki...

We separated in our own way heads our home. I gave my slight glance again at her retreated back to made sure she's alright.

And I stared at the rain which still falling down. I lowered my umbrella and let the rain washed me. Washed me from my ragging feeling towards an angel that gave her heart to someone else.

I'm not the one she needed...

Not me...


A/N: the first time write about Ishihime, I kinda like this pairing

let me know your opinion

thanks for R&R