Disc: I don't own BLEACH

Note: inspired by a manga, "Fujun Ai"

Thought/Past

Present.

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-Fake Love-

Part 2 of 3

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"If only I told him about my feeling back then, maybe now… we…"

Just as he made love to her, she kept thinking about what had happened five years ago, few months before their graduation day. She had been stupid. Just because she had been a coward, five years had gone to waste. If only she told him that she loves him that day…

Now he came to her and returned her feeling, but they didn't have much time. It was all her fault.

"What are you thinking?"

"K-kurosaki-kun?"

When she realized it, he was hovering above her, still naked from their recent activity. The deep scowl on his face showed her that he worried about her. She realized that she had been spacing out and made her new boyfriend worried. She blushed, she was not used being naked under a man—who was also naked.

"Is there anything wrong?"

She bit her lower lip, the man above her with his slightly blushing face and all of his muscles, he looked okay. If only she didn't know about his illness she wouldn't think that there was something wrong with his health. It was hard to believe that this man would… would…

"Hey… Why are you crying, princess…" he smiled and using his thumb, he wiped a single tear on her cheek. He kissed her forehead softly and smiled, "you okay?"

She nodded and smiled, though actually she really wanted to cry.

"I'm just… happy."

That was not a lie. But that was not the whole truth. She couldn't tell him that she was afraid. She was afraid to love him more than this. She was afraid that if she loved him deeper than this, she would be broken completely when he… he… The thought of him die alone was enough to scare her.

He grinned and pulled her for a hug, "Me too…" he kissed her cheek softly, "being with you like now makes me feel like I'm dreaming…"

She smiled, she felt exactly the same.

"Thank you…"

Maybe she couldn't do much. She would never win against death but at least she wanted to be there when he was having a hard time.

Orihime woke up smelling something nice from the kitchen. She walked dizzily to the kitchen and found Ichigo with her apron arranging the food on the table. She didn't know that he could cook. Besides, the food looked better than her cook.

He turned to see the girl with auburn hair and smiled, "Morning, I made you breakfast," he was far more cheerful than usually, "Well, I don't know if you'll like it or not."

She had to admit that he looked cute in that apron and the food looked delicious too but he worried about his health. He shouldn't have done this for her. He shouldn't be tired. She was happy with this kind of affection but she worried about him more.

"You don't need to…"

"Ah the soup's boiling!" he didn't listen to her and ran to the stove to check on the soup.

Orihime sighed, "Kurosaki-kun…" she ran to the man and grabbed his arm, "You've done so much… Do you feel unwell somewhere? How are you feeling?"

The taller man looked at the girl and saw the tears on her eyes. He sighed. Orihime looked like she was ready to cry. She looked pretty when she was crying but he didn't want to make her cry.

"I made you worry, I'm sorry…" he apologized. He used his sleeve to wipe her tears, "But even if I make you worry, I have to thank you. This is the only thing I could do…"

Orihime blushed and from the look on her face, he knew she was ready to cry harder.

Ichigo slapped his palm to his face and groaned, "Aaah, I'm sorry... headache…"

"Aaah! Ne-nevermind my breakfast, please go rest…"

"Okay…"

'It's too dangerous… She was too cute.'

"Don't you think that Inoue-san had been acting weird lately?"

"There must be something happened…"

"Yeah, did you see that? She giggled when she checked on her phone but then suddenly she'd cry!"

"Maybe she was too tired?"

"Maybe... Or is it about her boyfriend?"

"She has one? Oh no!"

Her co-workers were gossiping quite loudly not too far from where she sat during the lunch time in her office. She heard what they were talking about and she realized that they were talking about her but she didn't care, what she had in her mind was him only. She just wanted to go home quickly and to see him. She knew that she had been acting weird lately but she couldn't help it. What had just happened was just too much for her.

Ichigo had been staying in her house for one week already. She couldn't let him leave.

Now every time she went home he would be there to welcome her. It had been like forever since the last time she had someone to have dinner with. Now, everyday he would cook for her. He would treat her like a princess though it was him whom sick but he really spoiled her. She wouldn't complain though, she loved the way he would welcome her with a hug and a light smooch on her forehead. It had been five years and Ichigo Kurosaki sure had changed a lot.

She never had thought that he was a type who really loves cuddle. She would giggle whenever she remember how he would welcome home wearing that cute apron. He would say, "Welcome home, Inoue!" with that awkward—but cute—smile on his face. She never had expected anything like that. They'd become lovers. Everynight he would hold her to sleep...

Orihime loved his warmth. She loved to sleep next to him though she worried for how many more times they were able to sleep together like that. She loved him so much but they did not have future together. They did not have much time together, that was why she really wanted to cherish every moment she had with him.

"I'm home, Kurosaki-kun... I am sorry I'm a bit later than usual... Huh?"

Orihime saw Ichigo sat on the sofa alone in the darkness of the living room. He didn't turn the light on. Without bothering to turn the light on, the twenty three years old girl ran toward the man. She couldn't really see him in the darkness but somehow he looked really tired and weak.

"Kurosaki-kun..." she tapped his shoulder, she frowned when he tilted his head to see her, "Are you oka—"

She was cut off when he hugged her suddenly. He rested his head on her chest while his arms were around her waist. She bit her lip and circled her hand around him.

"Kuro—"

"I'm alright," he whispered, "please hold me just like this for a while..."

Orihime hugged him tighter. Warm... He was so warm. She loved it whenever he embraced her after their wonderful love making. She loved the way he would kiss her forehead and whispered some sweet nothing sleepily before he dozed off.

She wondered nervously how long he would be able to stay alive. She wondered for how many more times they could make love... She wasn't ready to let him go. No, she would never be ready for that.

Ichigo was kissing her neck when she tried to stop him.

"W-wait... Kurosaki-kun..."

"Hmm?" he answered but he didn't stop at all, "what's wrong?"

Orihime sighed, she didn't really want to stop but she really concerned about his health, "Well, I think it's enough for today..." Ichigo pulled away a little and stared at the blushing naked woman beneath her, "I remember that your heart is not well, we doing this will just burden it..."

"Inoue..." Ichigo looked into the grey orbs seriously, "I'm happy that you worry about me..." he smirked sexily as one of his hands groped her breast, "...but I don't have any reason to stop this."

"Kurosaki-kun, p-please stop..."

"Don't say that, please..." Ichigo lowered his face, closer to hers, "If I had to die, I'd rather to die in your arm, Inoue..."

Orihime blushed. Ichigo smiled at her and it made her face became even redder. She was really nervous but she was also very happy.

"So," Ichigo kiss her neck again, "One more time?"

That was not the first time Orihime was awake in the middle of the night, watching the sleeping prince next to her. She loved his sleeping face. He might have that rough look when he woke up but his sleeping face was so peaceful and beautiful. No matter for how long she stared at him, she would never get bored.

Orihime was scared with Ichigo's condition. He looked so healthy but it even scared her more because she knew he was not healthy at all. He never went to hospital to check up and he didn't take any medicine... She understood that he already gave up since the doctor said it was incurable but even if just a little longer, she wished that he could stay alive for few more days. She just wished he would take care of his bode better.

They have been together for almost a month and even though they had made love many times, that wasn't enough. She hadn't loved him enough... There were still so many things she wanted to do together with Ichigo. She had loved him for years and now that she knew he had loved her too for all this time, she didn't want to let him go.

She knew he disliked hospital and he would refuse to go but this morning she asked him again to go to the hospital for a medical check up. She knew he didn't like hospital but she would continue to worry if he didn't at least get his medical check up...

"Hospital?"

Orihime nodded. He was pouring some coffee into their cup this morning. She had thought about it since last night, she would make sure that he would agree with her this time.

"I think you need to see the doctor, I know you look healthy but at least..." she bit her lip, "I didn't want something happen to you..."

"Inoue..."

"Kurosaki-kun!" she cut him, she looked into his eyes. She knew he waas troubled by her request. She knew he wouldn't do it, so she decided to cheat. She sighed and pouted, "Please, go see the doctor, Ichigo-kun..."

He never told her but he actually had wanted to hear her calling him by his first name. Now that she used his first name to call him, he blushed madly. She knew she had won by this.

"You will go to hospital today for a check up, right? Ichigo-kun?"

He sighed.

This girl had him wrapped in her little finger. She waited but he just sat there and said nothing. He knew she had been cheating, she used his first name to make him do what she wanted him to do. He was smarter than that, She could cheat and so he was. He was not the only one who had some weak point anyway.

Ichigo stood up and walked to where Orihime sat. She looked at him nervously as he stood behind her chair and suddenly hugged her from behind.

"Ichigo-kun?"

"I'm sorry, Hime..." he whispered to her ear, he could feel the girl was shivering. His lips were brushing his ears softly as he talked, "I couldn't go to hospital. I'm sorry to make you worry, but I can't go…"

"B-but…"

"There was no point to go there," he kissed her earlobe lightly, "besides, if I went there, they would force me to stay there. And I would never be able to see you again…"

His breath was hot and it tickled her neck, she couldn't think straightly, "Ichigo-kun…"

"Hime…" he whispered, "would you marry me?"

"E-eh?"

Orihime stood up suddenly, almost hitting his face with her head.

He stepped back to give her some space. He pulled out a small velvet box from his pocket. She realized what it might be.

"Orihime Inoue," he said firmly, smiled at the now trembling girl, "would you be my wife?"

"I-ichigo…"

He smiled and opened the box for her, there was a beautiful diamond ring in the box, he took on of her hand and kiss it gently, "Would you be mine? Until death do us apart?"

…Until death do us apart.

That sounded too sad for their current situation but she was happy nevertheless. She nodded her head, "Yes, oh, of course yes!"

Until death do us apart.

"Eh? You will get married?"

Tatsuki hadn't talked to her best friend since high school for already almost a month. She was quite busy lately since she had gotten promoted. There was a case that she needed to solve that kept her busy lately. That was why when Orihime called her and told her that she would get married, she almost couldn't believe it. Orihime was about to get married and it would be with her childhood friend, Ichigo Kurosaki.

It had been years since she heard about the orange haired boy. She knew that Orihime had always had crushed to him, but even so to get married to a man who had been disappeared for years from her life… Tatsuki felt that something was not right.

She sighed. She sat in front of computer in her office with her phone in one hand. She still had a case to solve but now she couldn't concentrate thinking about her best friend.

"Orihime, isn't this too sudden?"

She talked carefully. She knew that Orihime really loved the man and she didn't want her to be upset because of her words. Since she became a police, it was hard for her to trust anyone. She knew that Ichigo was a good boy but it had been years since the last time she saw him and she loved Orihime she couldn't help but to worry about her.

"I know, Tatsuki-chan… But Ichigo doesn't have much time…"

Tatsuki sighed, she really wanted to smoke now to relieve her stress, "What do you mean?"

Orihime gulped—she could hear it, she did it a lot when she was nervous—and she tried to sound calm but she couldn't deceive her best friend about her feeling. She tried to be strong, "Ichigo would die."

Tatsuki stood up suddenly, knocked down her chair in the process, "WHAT?"

"Orihime…" she massaged her temples tiredly, she knew she might be wrong but she needed to say it, "I think, you shouldn't marry him."

"Eh, why?" Orihime talked nervously, "I- I know he doesn't have much time but I don't mind to be his wife, even if it couldn't last long…" she started sobbing and somehow Tatsuki felt like she wanted to punch someone for this, "I love him, Tatsuki… I has lost my chance with him once, I don't want to lose it again this time…"

The black haired girl took a deep breath to calm herself, she knew this might be wrong, but she did have a bad feeling about this, "You know Orihime, I shouldn't tell you about this, but I think I have no choice…"

Orihime didn't say anything. She was listening, ready for anything Tatsuki might say next.

"Actually, the case I'm currently working on is about a marriage swindler. The criminal fakes his illness and then steal away the money from the woman he supposed to get married."

Orihime gasped, "Tatsuki-chan! What do you—"

"Tell me honestly, Orihime," Tatsuki cut her, "don't you think it's suspicious?"

Author's Note:

Thanks for the reviews :D

So, one (or two?) more chapters :D I hope you'd like it.

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