The rain continued to pour; its calming sound tattering on the roof and ground. Ichigo's eyes were wide, his heart racing. Before him stood a limp, bleeding Yoruichi. "Yoruichi..whats wrong.. what happened.." His eyes traveled to her stomach, where her hand clutched her open wound. Blood flowed freely, dying her pants and the ground beneath her red. In haste, he picked her up and ran to his room, laying her gently on his bed. She was shivering, soaking wet. Her darkened skin, he could tell, was pale. The color gone from her lips and..her golden eyes were drained of their spark. He looked at her frantically, removing her hand from her wound. "Jesus, Yoruichi..." He left her side for a moment, returning with bandages and anitbiotics. Forgetting about sexuality, he ripped open her shirt, cleansing her wound.
"Ichigo..." She whispered, hissing in pain when he applied the medicine to her stomach. He gave her an apologetic look and continued. She watched him, her ears only registering the sound of his breathing and the drops of rain that hit the roof. She felt him rip off the remainder of her shirt, then she felt him lift her up, wrapping his arms around her as he began to bandage her. If only the circumstances were different, she might have enjoyed being topless and laying on his bed. He gently, slowly, laid her back down.
"Get some rest, I'm gonna run to the store and pick up a few more rolls of bandages." Ichigo's voice reached her ears and she nodded, smiling gently. "We'll talk after you've ragained some strength."
Water dripped from her hair and rolled down her face as she nodded slightly, her eyes closing. Ichigo waited for a moment, watching as her; debating on whether or not he should leave her in her condition. His eyes drifted over her bare chest...wait..."ah.." His face reddened as he looked away, closing his eyes. "Stupid!" He whispered to himself, walking over to his closet and setting a shirt on the desk beside her. He sighed, pulling the covers up over her shivering body. "I'll be back." He whispered, turning and exiting the house.
The rain had only let up a bit as Ichigo stepped outside. He grabbed hia umbrella from the corner of his porch and opened it, walking casually down the street. He glanced up to his bedroom window. Concern and worry written all over his face. Would she be alright till he got back? 'I really shouldn't leave her unprotected right now..but she needs gaws and bandages.' Sighing to himself, he continued to walk on. Up in his room, Yoruichi groaned in pain, beads of sweat rolling down her face. she shivered, feeling her body become cold. Her eyes opened slowly, glancing around.
'Ichigo, please hurry.' She glanced out the window, spotting several Hollows hovering in the air, staring directly at her. She suddenly felt a surge of fear; watching as they moved closer to the window. 'Ichigo!' Her heart yelled. Ichigo stopped midstep, looking back in the direction of his house. He extended his spiritual connection, sensing the presence of hollows. His face became blank.
"Yoruichi.." He whispered, running as fast as he could back to his house. Yoruichi sat up slightly, trying to get up. She failed and fell to the floor, backing up as a hollow appeared in front of her. Her eyes narrowed, two more hollows appearing. 'Damnit..' she thought, looking around for anything she could use as a weapon. The hollows began laughing, reaching for her. Her eyes closed, her heart pounding in her chest.
"What the hell are you laughing for you bastards!" Ichigo yelled as he drove his Zangetsu through the first hollows mask. The hollow dispersed with a shrill scream. Yoruichi looked up at the teen, amazed. She didn't even sense him coming in.
Ichigo never faultered his deathly glare upon the other two demons, his sword poined straight. The hollows treid shimmering out, but Ichigo's spirit energy stopped them in their tracks. "And just where do you think your going?" Ichigo smirked, in flash, both hollows disperesed with screeches. Yoruichi watched as Ichigo put away his blade, kneeling down beside her. "Are you alright?" He asked, his eyes and voice full of concern. She nodded weakly and tried to stand, the wound on her stomach causing her to gasp in pain. With a lazy smile, Ichigo lifted her into his arms, laying her back down on the bed. "I wasn't able to make it to the store, and I don't wanna leave you alone like this, so we'll just have to make due with what we have." Ichigo sighed, pulling up a chair beside her. "I'll check in the morning to see if there are any bandages down stairs." He opened his drawer and grabbed a small note book. He began writing in it, leaving Yoruichi with one eyebrow raised.
"Ichigo..what are you doing?" Yoruichi asked as she leaned up a bit, watching him. Ichigo looked over at her, his eyes softening slightly. He glanced out of the window, smiling as the rays of sun made the rain shimmer. Her eyes followed his, and she remained silent as he did his thing.
"Alright." He said after a few hours, setting the pen down on the desk beside him, placing the notebook back in the drawer.He looked down to a sleeping Yoruichi, smiling as he pulled up the sheets on his bed. He yawned, his attention once again drawn the rain. "Is it gonna rain all month?" He whispered aloud, opening his closet door and climbing in, leaving it open so he could see her. "If any hollow tries to attack her while I'm here, their dead." He mumbled again before drifting off.