A/N: If you do not like any of these character plots. It's simple. Don't read this story.
Disclaimer: All is owned by Tite Kubo, well, this story is mine ;)
CHAPTER 1:
DANGEROUS TERRITORY.
Orihime sat down on the soft grass with Tatsuki. Pulling out a loaf of bread with watermelon, wasabi, honey and red bean dip, made by Orihime herself. Tatsuki turned green with disgust and felt her bile rise as Orihime dipped the bread and started eating it happily, singing, "Blue men, green men, red men, purple men, pink men and orange men like Kurosaki-kuuuun!" Orihime finished her song with a scowl, imitating Ichigo, then her smile took over and she laughed freely.
'Jeez, Orihime really likes the guy. How do I tell her that I know about him and Rukia? I couldn't possibly ruin her dreams.' Tatsuki thought, looking at her abnormally happy best friend. 'I can't tell her. That's for Ichigo to do. But then...Orihime will only feel worse if she hears it from him. Damn!' The spiky haired girl schooled on her best smile and laughed along with Orihime, all the while warring with herself for who should break the news to Orihime.
Ichigo watched her from his place on the balcony, the way she ate the revolting food only she could stomach, the way her hair lifted and caressed the sky with its healing touch, he swore he could see a slight gold colour outlining her entire body. She could be an angel. Who was he kidding? She was an angel. Ichigo had seen Orihime at her worst, and at her best. It was as if she had the strength and resolve of a Captain level Soul Reaper, but she had compassion and sweetness of a mother. How she frets over him, reminds him of his own mother, and that same love comes rushing back into his heart. Orihime was the only one who could make him feel that way.
But he couldn't be with her. She was too sweet, too vulnerable. He couldn't bear to be the one to hurt her, so he had to stay away from her. He also needed to sort out his feelings for Rukia and Orihime. It was hard enough being a Soul Reaper/Vizard and Fullbringer, he had to have girl problems too. 'Just my luck..' He thought and then the door to the roof opened and he heard to soft clacking of shoes. He knew who it was, but he just couldn't look at her. "What is it, midget?" Ichigo asked.
Rukia walked towards the orange haired boy, feeling a little out of place as he stared down on the beauty eating her weird creation. She loved Orihime like a sister. And she loved Ichigo like a brother, therein lays the problem. She knew how Ichigo felt and it was hard enough to know this. She didn't want to hurt him by saying she loved Renji, and intended on being with him instead of Ichigo.
As if he had enough problems.
"Ichigo, we need to talk." She said in a stern tone.
"What is it, Rukia? I'm enjoying the view." Ichigo said, his eyes trained on the red-haired healer.
"Yes, I can see you're taking every single detail in careful consideration. Shall I go ask the janitor to get a bucket for you?" Rukia asked slyly, chuckling when she heard Ichigo huff angrily. "I came to give you your answer about the offer you proposed to me." She said, standing regally, calling forth every part of her noble teachings to be at her aid.
Ichigo turned around and instead of looking excited, he looked tormented. "It's no isn't it?" He asked quietly.
Rukia's eyes widened at how hurt he looked but she never let go of the slight thread of nobility that Nii-sama taught her. "You must understand Ichigo. I love you, but only as I love a sibling. My heart belongs to Renji. You must forget these feelings." Rukia said.
"Forget? You expect me to just forget about how I've felt for you!? Do you think I'm that kind of man Rukia!?" Ichigo yelled, his chocolate eyes burned with the fire of a thousand suns.
His yell echoed from the rooftop, catching Orihime's senses and she felt the rise in Ichigo's Spiritual Pressure. "Kurosaki-kun..." She whispered, rising from her spot on the grass, dropping the dip and loaf of bread.
"O-Orihime?" Tatsuki asked, looking confused.
Orihime was already racing to the rooftop to see what was going on. He felt Rukia's Spiritual Pressure rise slightly. Something wasn't right.
Kurosaki-kun..
The steps seemed to be never-ending, like she wasn't allowed to find Ichigo.
Kurosaki-kun...
She saw the door and it felt like salvation, yet it couldn't have been with Ichigo's Spiritual Pressure almost pinning her to the ground.
"KUROSAKI-KUN!" She yelled and as she reached the door, she collapsed, unable to cope with Ichigo's immense power. Orihime it her head on the doorknob and the last thing she felt was the pain in her hand, explode throughout her entire body.
Ichigo had her in his arms. He couldn't figure out why she was up there in the first place. He was so angry, he didn't even feel her soft, gentle Spiritual Pressure try to heal his hurt soul. It was his fault. He had caused her to come up those stairs, he had caused the bump on her head, he had caused her injuries. And for that, he could never forgive himself.
The sweet body stirred in his arms and his head snapped down to her. "Inoue! Inoue! It's me, Ichigo." He called to her, smiling in relief to her consciousness.
Her eyes opened, stormy gray met his. "W-who are you?" Orihime whispered, looking at her saviour.
'W-who are you?'
W'-who are you?'
Ichigo looked at her stunned, she didnt remember him
'W-who are you?'
'W-who are you?'
Kurosaki-kuun!'
'Kurosaki-kun!'
'Help Kurosaki-kun!'
'W-who are you?'