17 Ways of Erase and Rewind

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Warning: SPOILER ALERT! This story is up to date with manga 421: Decide 23. A/N in the bottom, italics plus quotation marks (" ") are for thoughts, and some cursing but nothing major.

The room was silent as we
All tried so hard to remember
The way it feels to be alive
The day that he first met her
Something's gotta change
Things cannot stay the same

I'm sorry I did not mean to hurt my little girl...

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Chapter 2: Faking

Much to his displeasure he wasn't the only person waiting for Hiyori to awaken in her 4th squad room; a fairly big amount of people were sitting or standing in the different corners of the place.

How annoying.

He half understood Urahara's need to be in there; he had always worried about Hiyori since the old days when he was her captain in the 12th Division, and thinking it truthfully Urahara would have reacted even worse than Shinji did if he had witness Hiyori being hurt. And, well…maybe, just maybe, he could probably think about in a completely hypothetical way a reason for the other Vizards to be in the room too. After all, the weird ex-Shinigamis were practically her family, but Ichigo, Orihime-chan, the Quincy, the big guy, Kuchiki Rukia and the lieutenant of the 6th Division, had no business in her room.

How troublesome.

"Aa-ano…. Hirako-kun?" Shinji heard a musically enchanting voice and turned to see a pair of really big...eyes looking up at him in a shyly and apologetic tone.

"Orihime-chan," He said startled, focusing on the beautiful young woman that had left her position next to Ichigo and was now standing in front of Shinji. Her words had made him wake up from his thoughts.

"I-I'm sorry." She said looking to the floor and practically whispering. "I know that you were waiting for me to heal Hiyori-chan, but my Shun Shun Rikka lost their effects since I returned from Hueco Mundo." The girl looked very guilty, like she was the one who had held the sword that had hurt Hiyori. Ridiculous! This Orihime wasn't the one who he had met in Karakura High or the one that went to their training grounds pretending she was looking for the bathroom. He didn't know what happened in Hueco Mundo, but that adventure had taken a toll on the redhead.

"Nah! Don't worry Orihime-chan." Shinji told her in his usual goofy tone pulling her closer and putting his arm around her shoulders. The girl blushed at his action and everyone else started watching the scene. Ichigo and the others were listening to the conversation and paying attention to the familiarity that Shinji used with the beautiful human. Lisa, Urahara and Kensei glared at the Vizard leader, but not a word left the mouths of the two men. Nonetheless, Lisa hardened her glance.

"Baka." she muttered to herself, but Rose noticed the intentions of his comrade's words. Lisa and her secret need to protect Hiyori's assets, Rose thought, while he closed his eyes and relaxed his expression.

But Shinji's speech toward Orihime brought the wavy blonde back to reality.

"Don't worry, Ichigo and Unohana Taichou arrived just in time." In this instance Shinji was being serious and his voice was tainted with concern. "A pretty girl like you shouldn't have eyes full of sadness and sorrow." He said as he took his hand from her body and started to walk towards the bed, looking for a different pair of eyes that were actually asleep at the time.

Orihime blushed even more and nodded. Shinji could even swear that she had painted a false smile on her features. There was nothing more he could do for her, he felt sorry for the girl, but Ichigo or the Kuchiki shinigami would have to take it from here. At this time there was only one woman he needed to comfort and she wasn't awake yet.

"Good night, everyone." A sweet voice came from the door. Unohana Retsu. "I'm afraid you guys are a little crowded." Her motherly eyes completely closed and a smile that could kill an army stretched across her pretty face. "I think that if you are interested in seen Hiyori-san you'll have to wait until morning, and not come by all at the same time."

Shinji could swear he notice a triumphant smirk on Hiyori's sleeping face, but when he did a double take the expression wasn't there anymore.

"I'm glad to see many people care for her well-being, but now is time to say good bye." The captain said, moving her arms to indicate that people should get out. Nobody moved a muscle.

"We are thankful for your concerned Unohana-san," Love pointed out to the female Captain, "But we'll be fine, we don't need the rest. Hiyori comes fir– "

"Everyone… out." Unohana sweetly said. "Please." Everyone who was sting down came to their feet and the ones standing up were heading towards the door in a matter of seconds. "Thank you everyone, have sweet dreams." The healer spoke charmingly.

"Kurosaki you were right. That was scary." Ishida told Ichigo in the hallway.

"I told you she was scary." The orange-haired ex-Shinigami recalled thinking about that time when they were returning from Hueco Mundo.

Everyone had complied with the request except for Shinji, Urahara and the 4th division Taichou that still remained at the door. The blonde who wore a green hat got up from the chair he was sitting on, put a hand on Shinji's shoulder and spoke,

"Let me know if she wakes up." he whispered very slowly. Shinji knew Kisuke was troubled by Hiyori's injury, but if it came to the two of them, even if he felt bad for the inventor, Shinji would be the one who'd be staying in the room to watch over Hiyori.

Unohana looked at Shinji.

"I'll let Lemura-san know. Is it okay to bring you a blanket or do you prefer a bed?"

"A blanket will be nice. Thank you Unohana-san," Shinji said looking directly into her eyes, "For everything." He finished.

"I was only an instrument. Hiyori-san did all the hard work for herself." She smiled tenderly and walked away leaving the door open.

For the second time tonight, he did a double take on Hiyori's face. Was she frowning in her dreams? Nah! He was driving himself crazy.

He pulled the chair that was to the side of the bed and placed it closer to the sleeping girl. He sat down and tousled his perfect, even hair. Since the Vizards had been in the war, a week had passed and he had had barely any sleep, rest or food. Once, he was forced (literally) to lay back in a bed in the 8th division by Lisa and Kyouraku, but he didn't rest or sleep. The only thing he could think of was in this room and she was recovering from the biggest scare of his life.

Damn it! He was tired and even if he could deny it to everybody, his body ached with exhaustion. Shinji moved his neck to ease the pressure of those very tense muscles, while he closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair. He could feel the sleep deprivation dragging him to a world of dreams and nightmares.

But remembering where he was and the fact that he was there watching Hiyori recover, he re-opened his eyes and looked at the object of his love in the face. She was lying down facing the ceiling, with no expression on her closed eyes, her blonde hair all down with no pigtails in sight, a white kimono the 4th squad used for injured and a couple of sheets covering her now attached body. "She'll be pissed when she wakes up." Shinji thought to himself. "A Shinigami kimono, even if it isn't the daily uniform is a Shinigami kimono. She will be furious, but the Chibi had it coming for not listening to me." The ex-captain dedicated her a look of adoration. Nothing worked out the way they planned the night before, but it worked out in the end and that was all that matter. He stretched his right hand lazily to put in check one of her rebellious bangs that had escaped the rest of her hair and he noticed it again. He was tired, he had already established that, but he wasn't completely bonkers. This time she had twitched her nose, her mouth and had scowled for a moment. What in the hell the little shit was doing?

"Hmm hmm." The sound of a clearing throat pushed him out of his inner talk and made him remove his treacherous hand from her face.

"Good night Hirako Tai–"

"Shinji." The blonde cut off the man and corrected him. The person who had entered the room was Yasochika Lemura, the 3rd seated officer of the 4th Division and the leader of the first relief team serving under Unohana. This man was the 3rd seat even before Shinji was a captain, his healing and leadership abilities were strong and reliable, so the Vizard couldn't understand why he hadn't had a promotion to Fukutaichou a long time ago.

"Unohana Taichou ordered me to bring you a blanket and a couple of pillows. But I also took the liberty to bring you some food and tea." The Shinigami said putting a platter onto the small table that was next to the bed and passing Shinji the blanket and the pillows. Obviously this man still remembered the figure of the Vizard as the captain of the 5th squad.

"Thank you." He replied calmly.

"You have a feisty one." Lemura told him, pointing with his head to Hiyori's sleeping form on the bed.

Shinji gave a hoarse laugh.

"That goes without saying." Remembering the many, many times she had punched, bit, kicked and hit the tall blonde man.

"Apparently, there are some things that never change." The 3rd seat chuckled. "Have a good night Hirako Taicho and try to rest." And with that he walked out of the room.

"What a pest. I told him to call me Shinji."

Without a sound he raised himself off of the chair and walked towards the door. He grabbed the handle and closed it completely.

He re-faced the bed and spoke with a hidden laugh.

"You know, it's one thing if you think I'm bald and an idiot, but to take me as a blind man is a painful insult Hiyori." He was talking to the air because no one answered to anything. "I know you're faking, stupid, so open those eyes".

Nothing, only blissful silence.

Shinji made his way back to the bed, but this time he stayed at the foot of the bed, not the side where the bedside chair was positioned.

"Okay…If you're not listening to my good cop, you'll have to answer to my bad one."

He grabbed the sheets that were covering her tiny feet and pulled them gently to the side. He couldn't avoid a big smile when he caught the sight of her legs attached to her upper body, and with his long index finger he started to tickle her feet.

Shinji looked at her face that by that time was red for trying to hold out the laughter and after a couple of second she couldn't endure it anymore, so she gave in and began laughing.

"Cut…hahaha…It…Hahaha…hahaha out…you dipshit…hahaha." Hiyori said moving her feet to the side to try to run from his fingers. She was talking, laughing and moving, but her eyes weren't opened as yet.

"Okay I'll stop the moment you admit that you're faking." Obviously he had already won this argument, but after everything the crazy blonde had put him through he deserved the recognition of the fact that she was wrong and he was right. "Annnnnnd…that I'm the king of your castle!" He announced joking but solemnly.

"Drop dead!" She was really trying to run from his fingers, but she knew her normal strength wasn't there, so moving more than she was doing right now or even attempting to hit him would be virtually impossible. "Why don't you be the king of the castle of boobies over there." She commented in a serious voice.

He stopped his playful game the moment he heard her tone. She went on "Ask her to be awake for you and leave me alone, dumbass."

He chuckled and her scowl went deeper between her eyebrows, but still those eyes were tightly shut. "Stop saying nonsense and open those eyes." He ordered her and he moved to sit in his chair to the side of her bed.

"Bite me." Hiyori answered to his command. Who did he think he was? Her boss?

"Keep going and I may do it" He taunted. Blushed freckled her cheeks. Well, at least he was getting somewhere. He got it, he understood. Hiyori was jealous, jealous of Orihime. "I made you speechless. What an honor, so open those eyes already, you're clearly awake."

"Never! I'm still asleep and you're disturbing my sweet dreams." She said rearranging the bed and the sheet to simulate she was indeed still sleep.

Shinji sweatdropped.

"I'm sure you're sleep." He replied in a sarcastic, matter-of-fact way. "Stop being an immature brat and admit defeat."

"BAKA!" She shouted "Why don't you tell the pretty girl with sad eyes to open them for you." She said imitating Shinji's tone when he had spoken to Orihime.

He grinned at her sassy comment. She must still be a little groggy because that retort didn't make a lot of sense.

"Bokke I wasn't talking to you, I said PRETTY girl with sad eyes, and obviously I didn't mean ya."

She kept quiet again, but this time she wasn´t blushing, she was tightening her tiny fist in rage. Hiyori kept forgetting that he was a bastard, skirt chasing, perv, dumbass that had to flirt with every girl all the time, even when she was in her death bed. Asshole! He should have more respect of her wounded figure and at least go in to the hallway to charm his first loves where she couldn't hear him. The nerve he had!

Shinji noticed her expression. Ok he overdid it, he could see it now, he had screwed up at the first opportunity with that 'pretty' comment, but why couldn't she see that he didn't thought she was pretty, no, she was the most beautiful girl in the entire world.

So there be will nothing more to do than fix it.

"No response, eh? I guess I win again. Two out of two. I'm on a roll!" He bragged.

The temptation of opening her eyes move just a little and smacking the crap out of him was too strong, but no, he could have his two stupid arguments, but she would not open her eyes at his command. That victory was hers. He spoke again.

"So you are technically sleep, right monkey?" If he was going to undo the damage he did, it would have to be fast, so his mind made up a simple, but effective plan.

"I already told you, stupid Shinji. I am asleep, leave me alone!" Her tone was annoyed and heated. She was getting madder by the minute.

He got up from the chair and moved somewhere. She knew he had moved because of the noise that furniture did when it was dragged, but because he hadn't spoken she couldn't guess where he was going.

Silence.

So he had left her? "Good", she thought feeling even more hurt in her heart that in her entire body. Skirt chasing womanizers were not the kind of people she wanted in her life anyway. "Asshole" This time the insult was not being voiced in her head, but actually left her lips. A big, long list of things Shinji was started to form in her mind when his voice made her stopped.

"I'm glad you're sleep…" He told her bending next to the bed and a couple of inches apart of her face "…So I get to wake up my sleeping beauty…" he moved closer still not touching her lips "…with a true love kiss."

Even with the overwhelming feeling of his warm lips on hers she didn't open her eyes. On the contrary, she made a mental note not to open them ever again if it meant that he'd kiss her like that.

"I'm glad you're okay." He said breaking the kiss, but staying really close to her face. She didn't have enough, not of his kisses or his stupid touch. "God I hate him and I hate the fact he has so much control over me, stupid heart that fell over stupid Hirako Shinji, all of this is your fault!" She mentally scolded herself.

"Shut up, Baldy!" Hiyori yelled at him in an irritated tone and she grabbed the sides of his orange shirt still not opening her eyes, but pulling him into a kiss.

He broke it off again with a laugh, "she could be so impatient." Although actually, her impatience was the reason they were both here in this room.

"The sleeping beauty is not supposed to move from her enchantment until her prince kisses her at least a couple of times, Chibi" He joked.

"Then you're lucky I'm not her." She opened her honey looking eyes, and not only her mouth was smiling, but also her entire being.

"Jealousy, anger and a smile. After all that she's back to normal. The only thing missing is a hit and that I'm sure will come the moment she is able to move more." He thought.

The kiss broke off again, but he remained close to her. A weak but well aimed slap was on his cheek. "I guess I spoke too soon." Shinji rethought falling to the side of the bed.

"That's for not keeping your hands to yourself, Baldy!" She said glaring at him.

Yes, she was herself again.

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A/N: What does Hirako-EX Taichou gives Sakuragi-EX Fukutaichou? A kiss (Awwww!)

Erase and rewind….. Many, many, many, many years of jealousy, and YES Orihime was perfect for this! After all, they are Orihime/Shinji fans out there, that are entitled to their couple, not my cup of tea, but I respect all the relationships (well I do have a problem with Ichi/Hime I respect, but annoy me! I want my Ichi/Ruki!).

I wrote half of this chapter in extreme back pain for sitting in a crappy wedding chair, and the other half while I was groggy and practically sleeping on the top of my laptop from the pill to stop the pain, so I hope they are not many mistakes, and is readable.

This chapter, number 1 and number 15 (the only ones that I've written so far) are very related to the Disney Princesses, however number 1 remind me of Fiona from Shrek, I'm fully aware she is not a Disney's Princes BTW.

I'm sorry to put my childhood memories in my stories (although Fiona was not of my time, I'm older than that), but I can't avoid it, after all my little students have a big influence in me too, they are 3-4 years old.

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