The Hollow Inside You

by Bleachee

The Rule of 3. Father, Mother, and Son. This was the prophecy that foretold the end of the world. So when Ichigo Kurosaki loses control of his inner hollow, all hell breaks loose. Then everything else it put on the line; friendships, lives, love and the fate of the world. What would you do if the person you love was also your worst enemy? Ichihime.

4. Chapter 4: Orihime Running

HEY GUYS! IT'S BEEN A WHILE... BEEN AT THE HOSPITAL GETTING DIAGNOSED WITH... CANCER! ISN'T THAT FUN? BUT I'M BACK NOW AND I'M BACK TO WRITING MY STORIES. THIS IS A SUPER SHORT CHAPTER, IT'S MEANT TO SHOW ORIHIME AND WHAT SHE IS DOING WHILE SHE RUNS... THE NEXT IS GOING TO SHOW ICHIGO AND HOLLOW ICHIGO SORT OF TRYING TO FIND HER... THEN RAPE! JK, I DONT KNOW YET. BUT PLEASE KEEP KEEP READING AND REVIEWING... THAT'S MY MOTIVATION. AND IF YOU LOVE THIS STORY, YOU'LL LOVE Rise of the Black Blades MY OTHER STORY... SO THANKS!

LOVE BLEACHEE!

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Chapter 4: Orihime Running

Orihime ran.
As the wind roared like a angry beast, the rain was hitting the ground like bullets from a gun.

Above, the sky was black with the menacing rainclouds until the cracks of lightning broke the darkness that was engulfing her.
It was as if the sky knew her fear and despair.

'Where should I go... and can't let anyone get hurt because of me...'
Her mind flickered to the one place she felt at peace.

The abandoned warehouse at the edge of town, where she used to cry about Ichigo, alone.
'Alone... if I'm alone... then no one else will get hurt.'

She changed direction as she tried to surpress her fearful reiatsu. Drenched leaves crunched beneath her bare feet as she ran as fast as she could.
Orihime arrived at the large empty warehouse.

With a determined face she began to pry open the metal doors.
Her heart pounded between her large breasts, only covered by her school uniform shirt.
The doors flew open, letting the wind and rain fly through. She stepped inside and slammed the doors shut.
The distressed beauty began to cry as she rested her body along the door.

Orihime began to barricade the door and she crawled to the dark corner, sobbing.
Tears painted a swirl of anger, hurt, sorrow and fear.

She pulled her knees to her chest and sat in agonizing silence.
The beautiful girl sat, soaked, feeling for his dark dense reiatsu.

Orihime felt nothing.

Her body began to shake and her wet hair clinged to her salty tears.
She could hear the thunder outside the warehouse and the sky splitting lightning under the heavy door.

After terrifying minutes of waiting for the worst, nothing happened.
Orihime drifted off into a deep slumber, where she dreamt of the only thing that could save her.

Ichigo.

'He can save me... I know he will. He has to. Save me Ichigo... Protect me...'