Irah's Note: Sorry for the confusion but chapter six is here!

Lately my thoughts were mainly on this fic than the others (I haven't neglected them) because I feel that it's moving too slow. But that's the thing about it, I want it too so all the crazy, unexpecting sh*t can happen later on down the line. Nope this is not a fluff fic, but you'll notice that when we're a couple chapters deep into this fic. Let's see umm if there's any corrections or any suggestions you got then shoot over to the PM link or leave it in a review doesn't matter with me lol. Happy fourth of July even though I'm mega late about it. Also thank you to those who reviewed my story I'm pretty sure you know who you are ;) and those that are following/favored this fic or all of my fics for that matter. This chapter is lengthy but as I said before I love long chapters, but luck was on your side as it's not as nearly as lengthy as the previous chaps.

Nujabes (may he rest in peace) 'Mystline' song was what influenced me to write this fic love his music. Very chilled and relaxed and one of my favorite artist who I did hope to meet during my piano playing days.

Also a special thank you to Lil Mexican for being the warrior to endure such torture when looking over my fic. You boost my confidence a lot! she's an awesome beta!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach only my OC Aleya 'Le'

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Remember When…

Chapter Six

The sun was slowly rising, peeking through the closed shades as if she was keeping away from the beautiful bright day like the clichéd mythical creature of the night. Yet it didn't stop the sun rays from shining through. It was still dark in her room regardless of the unforgiving light on her already straining to keep close eyes. In between the illumination of the sun rays and the two walls that separate her from the two sex fiends in their room, she couldn't grasp any peace. Not to mention that she was now in the mood for a lust driven morning herself, which brought her to grab her two pillows and the wool throw on the foot of her bed.

Hopping of her bed and stomping to the door was the only way she would get some recognition that she was still here, that she was still in her room listening to the loud cry of Nel's moan, Renji and Rukia's loud dirty talk while dry humping each other which lead her to believe from the banging of his head board that Rukia wouldn't be a virgin any more, and Grimmjow's sadistic laugh that creeped her out. Like a little boy in a candy store he was although to some freaked out extent she found it alluring…kind of daring.

That's sick!

She slammed her door shut from that thought, stomping her way to the two steps. She heard Nel speak after a pant, "You think she's mad?"

Grimmjow grunted, "Ask her when I'm done!" then she went back to moaning.

Nel was loud enough for Le to hear when she walked by his bedroom door and in her mind Le thanked her for the brief thoughtfulness then turned to walk lazily down the flight of stairs as Nel went back to forgetting about it. Was she envious of the pleasurable notions her roommates seem to successfully grip without much adversity?

Hell Yeah!

And to that very thought a picture of Ichigo's warm smile she would wake up to by this time was floating in her thoughts, stopping her in her tracks for a split second. It's okay to miss him, is it not?

"Stupid ass no it's not!" she practically reprimanded herself, once again questioning her sanity. Her thoughts were soon interrupted by Nel's loud scream of when she was climaxing: now Le was back to being pissed off like never before. Her scowl deepened when she brought her knees to her chest to continue stomping down the steps, completely jealous…but it was to no avail.

She quickly turned to the right walking down the hallway to the back of the house, giving up her attempts to intentionally stop anyone from having any type of sexual intercourse with each other. She stood at the sliding glass door unlocking it to walk out into the huge patio, then closing it looking to the space Ichigo would've been standing if he was there.

She dropped her gaze at the reflection of herself to close the door then turned to walked down the five steps of the cherry oak patio into the descent field of perfectly cut grass. It was hard and cool against her bare feet, yet she found it relaxing. After all they did get into the house prior to two hours ago. It was already six in the morning last time she checked.

Observing the dry off-white hammock she touched it just in case it wasn't moist. To her surprise it wasn't, after all it did hang in between two trees that barely allowed any sunlight to shine through them no matter which way the sun was shining. Peace and quiet, with the exception of birds chirping in the unknown regions of the trees and the faint sound of a distant lawnmower, started to become a burden once Ichigo flooded her cranium again.

There was no denying her hearts content no matter how many times her mind tried to dismiss it. The constant heart and mind war in her medulla oblongata caused her to cuddle with her pillow as she laid on the other. The very thought of Ichigo's body next to her to keep her warm, his very arms wrapped around her right this second, but that'll be too self-regarding…and also venal when she thought about it too much. The question, more than the fact of the matter, was, "Did I make a mistake?"

Her mind went blank and her eyes looked towards the wooden fence squaring off their back yard for privacy, because only the heavens know they needed it the way things were going.

Nah! I'm no good for him. It was easier for her to think it than to actually say it, which to her dismay, although could be called comfort, brought her further to deny the fact that she missed the hell out of him. But…there's so much fish out in the sea, why worry about one?

This thought brought her to false hope. Finding comfort under the false pretenses that she blindly followed with her eyes instead of thinking logically about it, or follow her foolhardy heart. Each one would have been better than to actually deny her feelings. She wanted to see what she wanted to see, what she wanted to feel, other than finding the difference between the wants and needs. But this was Aleya 'Le' Shinel, no one knows what's right for her…to be frank, and she knows this as well, was that she didn't know for herself on what would be healthy instead of good for her especially in her state of mind.

A smirk slowly crept across her face, when she remembered how scared she was when Ichigo asked her "Are you ready?" those three simple words he spoke and she remembered them, all of which the romantic quotes he often spoke to her, referring to her beauty and her beautiful spirit that she had no problem in showing.

She remembered clear as day when they first met. She closed her eyes reflecting back to her third day of school after getting into the fast habit of running exactly to her class that Renji walked her too. The second day she learned the hard way from having an eraser stuck to her face after blatantly screaming out "Finally!" when finding the class…let alone interrupting it.

She remembered sitting in front of an empty desk that day, and a whole week afterwards until a strawberry-blonde haired boy came running in with the same treatment she got on her second day of class, more like her first time being in class. Keigo always talked to her and she listened out of respect instead of ignoring like she would mostly do. And yet she found herself saying "Huh?" and "Hmm?" giving off every bit of hint that she wasn't paying attention to him, breaking his heart almost. The blonde boy found it funny especially when Keigo piqued her interest when talking about video games or Cars. They would get into a heated dispute about which car was the fastest or who can beat who in a fighting game…which resulted in a few pieces of chalk and erasers being flung to them…and only them, then Keigo trying to make it up to her with his constant request for a date to the arcade or car show. That wasn't happening any time soon.

She remembered Ichigo would always want to partner with her whenever there was an assignment that required another peer. After knowing her for three weeks into school she started to become very familiar with him especially since Renji knew of him and Grimmjow couldn't stand him. At that time it was none of her business to find out why he held such a grudge towards Ichigo.

She remembered when Ichigo asked her where she came from and what was the reason for her moving here. She was quiet. Immovable until he tapped her on the shoulder. She shook her head telling him they should get back to work before another chalk starts flying towards them then turned her head back to the front of her, all the while still feeling his eyes on her back.

She remembered on Halloween that they had their first date after three months of knowing each other and finally having the courage to ask him out after she was done with the flirting games towards him. He accepted to go, commending her for doing his job admitting he was too chicken to say anything to her.

She definitely remembered after their fifth teenth date she stole a kiss from him when he walked her home from the new restaurant that opened up on Valentine's Day…on her birthday. That kiss was what set things off between them.

The countless dates after that, Ichigo finally sealed the deal with her the second week of March, officially in a relationship.

She remembered on July 4th Renji invited her to join them for the fireworks. At the time her mother didn't have any plans so she went along. Her mom being the woman she was automatically thought that Ichigo was her boyfriend, resulting in her bear hugging him even if he towers over her 5'0 frame. Embarrassing Le once more by talking about wedding bells and her daughter bearing his children, Le dropped her head from everyone laughing at her and the thought of having a kid an she didn't start her senior year yet.

Le felt herself fighting her sleep but she held the pillow tight against her chest still reflecting of the 'good times'. Most of all she remembered back to those exact three words that are still embedded into her soul, body, and mind, in his exact smooth and unruffled voice 'Are you ready?' because she was scared more than she was ready and so was he. Those words were basically a title that he held to his belt only. He was the first to ever visit her forbidden cave and she was the first to break him through as well.

She remembered how painful it was but also of how careful he was when she felt him enter her. Every minute of it he kept asking her was she okay, but his questions were answered by her moans which he thought she was hurting. That was until she grabbed his back and moaned out the word 'more'.

She remembered it all…

XOXOXOXOXOXO

It was ten in the morning when Rukia woke. She turned to her side to see an empty space on the mattress, she felt on it to see if it was still warm but it wasn't. Renji must've been down stairs, to be careful she looked to the side of the bed to see if he fell off from sleeping to wild and to her surprise, yet she expected it, he wasn't.

She walked over to his dresser changing out of her t-shirt to one of his long ones covering her chappy underwear. She exited out of his room smelling the aroma of cooked food that made her stomach jump for joy and her mouth salivating. She walked to the bathroom to freshen herself up then made way for downstairs hearing pots and pans clanking together, scraping, sizzles, and cabinet doors opening an closing.

Yup…That's Renji.

Her footsteps were light as always. She turned the corner into the kitchen staring to the back of him standing tall over the stove in nothing but his boxers.

She walked closer to wrap her arms around his waist. Due to how short she was, she couldn't reach his neck so she placed a kiss in the middle of his back where his hair tickled her forehead.

He turned his head slightly to the right flashing her a grin, "Good morning to you too,"

Unwrapping her arms to pull up a seat on the red bar stool at the island of the kitchen, "Breakfast sure does smell good,"

"I know and all for me,"

"Eh! There's no way you can eat all that,"

"We knew each other since sandbox days. When have you ever seen me back down from food?"

The question made her ponder in her thoughts before she answered back. Her thoughts played back to her sixteenth birthday party when Renji ate a whole table of food by himself. And when her brother took him in when he had nowhere else to go she remembered having to go to the grocery store every weekend due to two months of food in Renji's stomach, "I suppose you're right," still stuck in her thoughts.

"Heh, I know I'm right woman,"

Her stomach growled again, breaking her train of thought to now staring at the turkey bacon stacked on a plate, then a bowl of eggs, to the numerous amounts of sausages on another plate, she had to catch herself from drooling over the amount of food for just a second. She whined, "So I won't be able to get any?"

He looked back at her, "Sure," he moved to the side grabbing one sausage, one piece of bacon, a scoop of eggs, and half of a pancake.

She looked at the plate he held before her not believing what she sees, "Seriously?" looking up to him.

He sighed again, "Do you have to be so greedy," grabbing one more sausage to place on her plate, "There ya go take it or leave it,"

At first she wanted to mush him with the plate but laughed an accepted it anyway, "I wonder where you put all that food,"

"Ha! Do you need a reminder of that?"

She laughed lightly fanning herself with her free hand from her cheeks turning red, "Pervert," even if she saw all of him she didn't feel ready for that yet. Still looking to the back of him while eating the small portion of food Renji gave her, she studied his every move. The definition of a 'man' was standing right before her: his broad shoulder implied how much of a burden or weight of the world he is able to carry, his toned biceps of how much support he can be able to give, his back shows how much he can protect, his long toned legs shows how much he is able to endure on his life-long journey. His every being was her definition of a man.

Her now ogling eyes barely left him. She could take him to the floor right now and care less about the food.

Without putting much though into actually having sex with him in the kitchen she hopped off the chair and walked back to him grabbing the back of his boxers to pull him to her, revealing his firm backside. It was ordinary for him to pull on his boxer when he felt he was losing them all of a sudden and besides he was standing over a hot stove already half naked.

Earlier, she was close into experiencing a delightful morning with him, something special that she would think about all day, then probably more after that. From what she saw and felt against her he is a very nice size but with her being a virgin and only felt the girth of him whenever he rubbed himself into her she assumed she wouldn't be able to walk for a couple of hours. She was afraid to take him down, but now all of that changed.

Or so she thought…

"The fu- Rukia what the hell are you doing?" fighting with little effort to keep his boxers remained on the front part of him while his backside was still exposed to her vision.

"I'm ready now," her face more serious than he ever seen her.

"But I'm cooking,"

"Like I care,"

He stared back at her for a minute still holding on to his boxers, he spoke flatly, "No! You're not,"

Her pulling was less vigorous, "How would you know?

"Because I do,"

There was a long pause and Renji still tugged at his boxer to release her grip from them. It was until she yanked him away from the stove out of a foreign strength that he could categorize as inhuman for someone so petite. He flew to the island, catching himself from fully connecting to the edge of the marble counters when he grabbed it, eyes wide.

He tried to move but her lips were already over parts of his torso and stomach, tracing over his tattoos with her tongue. As reluctant as Renji was and wanted to pull back away from her caress it was too much to resist, "but…my…the food…" he trailed off into a moan then grabbed her waist picking up her petite frame like she was a porcelain doll out of place, handling her with much care to place her on the counter top of the island.

He leant forward laying her back running his fingers through both sides of her hair kissing her with much force to let her know he severely wanted her in every sexual, sinful way that was possible. If she was ready the way she told him then she was in for a wild morning. He could only hold back for so long but being with Rukia, acting like this, it became rather painful on his part. But he didn't mind, all the sexual tension he was holding inside of him was ready to cover her.

His tongue traced the lining of her lips, then flicked them demanding entrance, like always she held them close putting up a fight that he found enjoyable. This was a sign that she wanted him, playing around with blazing fire he had burning inside of him. It was when he moved himself deeply between her thighs to the never before seen or penetrated cave of his woman. She moaned once she felt him. Her lips opened against his and his tongue explored every zone of her mouth.

As a caress to return her tongue played around with his. Her hands traveled down his boxers to grab his firm backside to push him more into her, but he didn't move. His hair curtained the sides of her face when he stopped kissing her. With a goal in mind she kissed his chin, his neck, and slid down the edge of the counter where she not only felt his manhood again but to kiss his chest that took much effort that was well worth it.

She laid back now satisfied and ready for more of his passionate motions. Staring at his chin then to his eyes that stared above her, caused her to look too. It didn't take long to get her eyesight right that who was standing in the door way was none other than Grimmjow.

Walking in to the kitchen, like everything was normal, like having sex on the counter top came close to natural as breathing, he opened the fridge taking out a green apple, "Don't stop on my watch freaks,"

Renji and Rukia's eyes never left off of him as he walked through the kitchen. Grabbing the whip cream that was right next to the duo, he walked back to the door way, going towards the lounging space, murmuring from the room, "Assholes…"

Rukia lightly laughed as Renji rose between her legs staring down to her, "…Upstairs?,"

She hopped off the counter to kiss in between his chest, "Upstairs," slapping his backside to sway her hips provocatively when she walked to the stairs. He couldn't tell from her soundless steps that she made it up the stairs or not, but it gave Renji the extra boost to clean up the burnt eggs in the skillet to cleaning the stove, and put away his food for later. Rukia was his priority now, and he's going to get her.

XOXOXOXOXOXO

The walk in the morning was something Ichigo didn't plan on doing. He was mentally prepared for Le to wake up next to him kissing his face and bringing him to the back yard for more quality time. It was kind of chilly this morning especially being that the sun was out and it was now August 1st. He couldn't tell if he was heartbroken or disappointed. Much like answering his own question when he thought heartbreak can alter the way anyone can look at the day. It looked sunny, beautiful, but it was cold, and miserable.

I guess I am too.

Sulking in a deep depression can make anything that is meant for positive reasons become sour and bitter or it was him that was giving off the virulent aura that he actually believes that. No matter the cause he had someone new just that quick. Orihime can crack a smile on anyone's face but Ichigo didn't go with such antics. If that was the case he wouldn't feel the way he feels.

By now he turned the corner to his street and for a very long thought he didn't want to be there. The urge to keep walking was enough to give second thoughts about being home. But knowing Yuzu she'll be in hysterics if he doesn't make it to breakfast, Karin would hate him for causing such stress on Yuzu, Dad would be just dad. He didn't have the strength to speak about what happened earlier in the morning nor did he want to retell to relive it.

Three houses down he looked to where he would be walking from, to where he would sneak a kiss good-bye from her, to where the best part of his morning was when she actually showed some type of affection towards him by holding him like she didn't want him to leave, until he said he had to go. Another part that warmed his soul was when he kept looking back at her when he was walking away she would refuse to close the door until he was out of her sight which became unfair since she always ran out after him for a last kiss, then another, and another.

He smirked. Remembering when they cuddled in the tub yesterday afternoon and he was just watching her from the outside of the pool of water until she brought his hand that was tracing circles in the water to her lips, kissing the back of his hand, asking him to join her in the bath. Although hesitant he did anyway. And it proved to get something out of her. 'I'm happy I met you Ichigo' went on his made-up psychological list of heartwarming words she would say to him because he knew he wouldn't hear it again…not unless a miracle happened.

Feeling defeated was something Ichigo was used to, still, the feeling still felt new every time. Leaving him thinking about the issue from the start to finish constantly. It was playing in his mind how she just dropped everything that was relevant to just them two. That thought lead to him thinking out of pure jealousy. She probably has someone over there right now.

His eyebrows furrowed together after the nerve wrecking thought. Just before putting the key in the door knob of his home, he covered the distance between his and her house in seconds. No amount of shoulder angels or his subconscious telling him to turn back could stop him now. Instead his heart was the one less reasonable, playing devil's advocate instead of being the gentle thump that beat against his chest for her to listen too.

His footsteps varied between the lawn of his neighbors and theirs. Not really caring about the freshly cut and even territory. He knocked…hard. When no one came he knocked again. Still no answer. He turned to the one thing that he should've did if he wanted to get to the root of his self-made worrisome. Call her cell phone.

Listening to the ringing and when he listened closely he heard the ringtone of their favorite song. He walked to the side of the house, jumping over the metal fence still on the phone. Her window was open. He could neglect the possible charges of trespassing because he had a key here. It was her that influenced him to take one from her. He didn't carry it because whenever he came over he stayed. But now it was now sitting on his dresser in his room. His mind was the only organ that was being more reasonable.

You should've slowed your row, went to get the key from your house an then maybe you would've walked in on her. That was until he heard a loud moan.

Harder oh sweet Mar…Ah please harder!

This lit a fuse. Ichigo's face burned from the boiling blood that quickly rushed to his face out of a desperate act to add some color from his face turning pale. His heartbeat was heavy, his stomach churned with disgust, hatred, and anger. His steps were slow and menacing now, still walking toward the back of the house, passing three spaced out windows, two for the kitchen and one from the bathroom.

He walked past the patio, to climb the steps. As usual when someone would come out there would be a block in the crack of the entrance.

Someone had to come out then.

But no one was outside. He checked the luxurious large tent but no one was there, he checked the bench on the side of the tent, no one was there either. He looked out in to the grassy plain just for the fun of it. He looked to the familiar hammock, there was a delicate hand hanging off the side facing him. It was her.

To some relief he started to breathe regularly again. Quiet but swiftly he walked to the side of her, tracing his finger over the lines of her palm when he was close. Her fingers flinched then moved to lay on her side, cuddling with the pillow once more, her face now towards him.

He saw the quick pull of her lips on the left side of her mouth, forming a sudden smile then back to a restless expression, still sleeping. A tendril of hair fell to her face onto her nose and of course she reacted, wiggling her nose to free herself from the tickling sensation. Being the gentle man he was he traced the out of place hair to brush it with the rest of her hair.

Her face followed his touch, then she spoke, "I knew you would come here,"

"You just left me without anything to say besides Orihime was in love with me, so I had to come here because I have questions."

She opened her eyes, flashing him her pale green orbs, "Yeah and? That was all I had to say to you,"

"Stop bullshitting,"

"I'm not,"

"So why are you out here?"

"I'm pretty sure you heard what was going on inside when you walked back here,"

He forced a smile even when he didn't feel like it, If anything he wanted to lay down beside her, to get a whiff of the minty fragrance of her scalp, "I guess I should get going then,"

His words went unresponsive. She turned the other way, unwilling to see him walk away from her but still played the cruel role, "That sounds like a great idea," Her words stung and she knew it better than he did. If she was still looking towards him, she would know that. But if he saw through her bad-ass exterior he would have seen that she was hurting as much as he was.

He stood there for a moment more then turned to walk away with no words to speak. It was official. They were done. She was back to being just the woman he knew. Depressed was an understatement for the way he was acting now. He dedicated himself to think and put too much into something that wasn't there to begin with. He knew this will be the way he fall, he just didn't want it to happen, much less expect it.

Questions he found hard to answer in his mind nevertheless accept the truth of them caused him to walk away in silence. I depended on her too much? He continued walking. With a plan to forget about her, to give Orihime all of him even if couldn't in that instant. He was ready mentally but physically and emotionally was a different tale.

"Wait!"

He stopped, his back still towards her.

"Come back please,"

He turned his head, slightly bent to look at the grass, before doing a complete turn to look at her. She was up, clothed in a white tank and gym shorts that were covered by the wool throw of her bedspread. The wind was harsh, basically telling Ichigo to walk over to her. The smell of pine trees, and fresh cut grass was a symbol of hope for him then again right this second it seems unreal.

He walked to her again, feeling the right side of her soft face, before he spoke gently, "What do you plan on doing with me now?"

"I know you're with Orihime,"

"I was left without a choice. You left me remember?"

So he really is. She was quiet his hand still caressing the side of her face before she looked up towards him, "…That's not the point right now. But there's no harm with you lying down with me right?"

"Would you want me to lay down with some other woman knowing I'm with you?"

"I wouldn't force you into such a mess anyway,"

"But I am. So sorry I won't be able to."

"You serious?"

"As a heart attack."

From the looks of her eyes, at that moment, she hated him. She glared at him then yanked her face free from his caress to lay down turning her back towards him again, her voice cold as the ice age, "Leave,"

Ichigo leant over to feel on the nape of her neck then she tugged away moving far away from his touch as possible. Not trying to fall off the hammock, she stood up on the opposite side of where he stood, her night-wear showing off every curve she was blessed with, "I said leave!" she bellowed out.

Her voice was sharp, snapping him out of the 'fairy tale'. His eyes glared back at her with no emotion in them, "Fine! Have a good life!"

"I will now that you're not a part of it!"

"We both know I'll always be a part of that,"

"Fuck you!"

He turned with the thought of walking away then turned back towards her, his eyes more menacing than her own, "You were the one that kicked me to the curb. I should be the only one that's pissed!"

"Pissed about what…that our little agreement is over with?"

He shook his head to her ignorance, "…So sad," it was exceptionally sad since she couldn't see that someone was in love with her even if love was staring back at her.

"Whatever get the fuck outta here,"

Now wasn't the time to tell her anything. She wasn't trying to hear anything else he tried to say, and he was to drunk off being pissed at 'I will now that you're not part of it'

It was true that he will be in her life as she remained healthy but it didn't mean that the words didn't hurt a tad bit of his pride.

"Well…get out!" her voice interrupted his thoughts.

Without hesitating he walked towards her the hammock moving to become a wall that blocked their body. He grabbed the back of her head, smashing his lips on hers. To his surprise she didn't stop him. She kissed him with much vigor that matched his own then went in for more until he was the one pulling back, "You're to stuck on the bastard Aizen's mistakes that you neglected what your heart needed the most, I was the good guy, I was the one that accepted you back when you left me for him, I was the one you neede-" He bit his lip from stopping the last word he would dread if he spoke it. He looked down towards her round proud eyes now.

"…Ichigo," she spoke in a near whisper.

"…You're too damn stupid to realize after countless times you cried yourself to sleep, love was the one that had your back…It was me that had you back!" He looked at her one last time, before closing his eyes, "And now you're about to lose him just because you pushed me to Orihime. What about you? I know lust played it's part in what we had but there was more, I know there is. Just tell me how you felt and I'll leave you alone…tell me Le,"

It took her a moment to recover. Never blinking from his eyes, the moment was heinous yet beautiful to the unbalanced of minds. Leaves rustled together from the cool air, no birds were chirping, just an unreal silence to the beautiful day. The clouds were coming in but the sun still shined, as if its daily purpose was to shine wholly on them. Her mind screamed 'I want you' but wearing her heart on her shoulder she spoke, "I can't do this to Orihime,"

"I see…" He looked towards her eyes, then looked away to keep from having the urge to kiss her, "It's safe to say that I will forever be a part of your life, we have the same friends, go to the same university, and you live a couple of houses down from me, so you either have to move, or deal with me…because I'm not going anywhere,"

"But-"

"I won't be visiting just you, for right now I'm your enemy but tomorrow we'll be friends…nothing more…besides you're not the only friend I have that lives here I'm sure Orihime will understand that,"

"Tch," she yanked her face from his grasp again looking to the side of her, "just get out,"

"I love you Le," he kissed the top of her head before moving away. She murmured the words fuck you but he heard her loud and clearly.

Already she was changing back to the old her: rude, egotistical, bossy, sarcastic, all the things that he hated, yet he couldn't help the smile across his face. The nostalgic feeling of him taming her all over again was bound to happen but by then he had hoped that he would forget about her and find love in Orihime's being.

A man can only hope…

Irah's Rant: Okay so I don't know if there was any OOC-ness because I just kept writing until I ran out of ideas. Anywho I hope you like it. So sad to see Ichigo give up like that but hey Aleya asked for it...so stupid TT_TT who can give up on such a man? lol

Anywho I left out Grimm/Nel because they'll have there own chapter as well as Tia/Stark. I decided to squeeze in Ren/Ruki because I haven't in the past chapters and they're so adorable together lol *sighs*

Now once again I will say I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! lol tell me what you like/dislike, what I can approve on, what you hated, what you loved, anything lol just go on a rampage! you won't hurt my feelings :D

~Iroar