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 3:

BEGINNING LIFE WITH A NEW FLARE.

Ichigo woke up to the feeling of a warm body pressed against his own, his torso thanking him for the healing warmth that he so desperately craved.

Wait a second. . .

Healing warmth?

Inoue!

Ichigo opened his eyes to see long bright red hair cascade down a youthful body and lay against his arm lazily, the silkiness was just one caress away. He could smell the strawberry shampoo she always used, with a mixture of her vanilla and peach moisturizer he had seen her applying one day when it was particularly chilly.

The aroma teased the fine hairs in his nose and alerted his brain and the Hollow who roared to devour her, and not just her soul either.

"Shut up, you stupid Hollow, go back to sleep and leave me alone." Ichigo whispered, making sure Orihime never woke from her slumber. The teenage boy stared down at the beautiful girl who had cuddled up to him in her sleep, even in her unconscious state, she tried to heal him with her sweet compassion, no amount of amnesia could make her forget that.

The real Inoue Orihime was still in there, locked in the recesses of her mind. All he needed to do was find the key and open the cement wall, then the Orihime he knew would be back. It wasn't the same without her.

"Uh..Inoue..wake up.." He whispered, his hand touching her soft, warm alabaster skin, shaking her delicately.

"Mm.." She groaned sleepily, her eyes only a quarter opened.

"We need to wake up. I have to take you home now." Ichigo whispered softly, his tone gentle, which was rare for the normally crass and moody teen.

"Oh, Kurosaki-kun...yes, alright." Orihime whispered, rising from the warmth of the mattress and of his body. Her auburn red hair cascaded down her back like ripples in the ocean when the tide was low, wearing one of Ichigo's large tops, he handed out a pair of sweatpants that were most likely too big for her, but she slid them on and tied the drawstring so it fitted around her body.

Ichigo changed into jeans and a shirt, throwing on a hoodie, he led Orihime home, hoping it brings at some kind of nagging memory, it might jog her memory and bring her back. "Are you sensing anything familiar Inoue?" He asked her, his warm eyes followed her confused expression.

"Yes, I can feel a lot of familiarity, but I just can't place where and how I've been here." Orihime whispered, her healing hand touched the soft skin of her forehead and rubbed.

Did she have a headache?

Will she pass out again?

A million scenarios passed through Ichigo's brain, playing before his eyes, all of them included an injured Inoue and the heroic Ichigo, her soft, pliant body safe in his arms. 'Hold on..was I just having daydreams of Inoue?' Ichigo asked himself. He only knew one person who daydreamed constantly and that was the beautiful, original Inoue.

He looked over at Orihime and he saw that she was looking at him with her smoky eyes. "Yes Inoue?" He asked, he hated being formal with her but he was now a stranger to her, even though his daydreams said something else entirely.

"No, I was just wondering, I know you are familiar to me and I feel we are really close. We were..together?" Her sweet lips formed the words and the strong and brave Kurosaki Ichigo looked down.

"Uhh..no, we weren't.." 'Even I wish so.' Ichigo mentally added. He stopped in front of her apartment and walked up to steps with Orihime trailing behind him. "This is your apartment, Inoue."

Taking out a key from his front pocket, he slid it into the lock and turned the key with his long fingers, turning the doorknob which gave no resistance and he opened the door.

"Oh my Kami!" Orihime whispered, walking in, her legs carried her to a small little shrine and she picked up a photo frame.

A photo frame that contained a picture of her brother.

"Oni-chan.." She whispered. "My brother... this is my brother, Inoue Sora."

She remembered?!

Hey guys! RIKOREN here!

So what do you guys think? Orihime's remembering her brother, but will she remember Ichigo? Or did she lock that memory far away?

Ichigo-hey! That isn't fair! You said she would remember me Riko-san! That isn't fair!

RIKOREN- hey! We're the same age! Stop saying san!

Arigato!

Ichigo-WAAAAAAIT!

RIKOREN xD

Ichigo-DAMN IT! GESTUGA TENSHOU!

*BLACK OUT SCREENS*