Ichigo frowned and picked the plate up, took it out to the kitchen, then came back and sat down. He was looking at my face with concern. I didn't say anything to him, because I didn't want to upset him or worry him or anything. So I just stared at my hands in my lap and then I suddenly yawned, feeling exhausted. That made me a little glad, because that meant I could put off having any sort of conversation with Ichigo about this Hollow thing, at least until tomorrow. My stomach flipped, and I started to feel nauseated, probably from my nerves, and I attempted to stand up, only to have my legs wobble, and I had to sit back down again. If I was going to get rest, how was I supposed to get downstairs without basically just falling down? There's no way I could climb down the ladder. This thought made me sigh in frustration. I wanted to recover, and quickly.

"I want to go to sleep. But I have no idea how I'm supposed to get downstairs." I scowled.

Urahara walked out just then. "You'll just have to sleep on the couch."

I sighed. "Alright. And I want to start training as soon as possible."

Ichigo stared at me. "But it could be a few days before you fully recover."

I made a sound of frustration; I had known he would say something just like that. It annoyed me. But, not I could see him staring at me, confused, and if I didn't explain the sudden urgency for training, he would definitely make me put it off. I wasn't going to have that. Not if I could get away with it. Urahara was staring at me with a frown; I couldn't tell exactly what it was he was thinking. His hat hooded his eyes, which was really pretty annoying as well.

"You should probably wait…until you've recovered." Ichigo said, frowning.

My body went cold again. If I waited that long…there could be some serious consequences. The one being I could get eradicated by my Hollow. I wrapped my arms around myself and shuddered. I turned my head away, so Ichigo and Urahara couldn't see the expression on my face. The last thing they needed to see was how upset I was getting. I already knew that I'd be in more pain than I needed if I chose to get up, but I did anyways. Without saying anything, I hobbled outside, and collapsed in the yard, partially from pain, and partially from the fact I was wracked with sobs, terrified of thought of the Hollow. If I was just this scared from only thinking about her, what would I do when she came back to fight me? I didn't know, and that scared me even more.

I hadn't heard anybody come outside after me. But that shouldn't be surprising, considering I walked out without saying a word, and now suddenly I'm a complete mess. What would somebody think if they walked by? I still couldn't get myself pulled together. It wasn't easy.

"What's wrong?" It was Ichigo, and he sounded upset as well.

"I'm…scared." I managed to spit out, after taking deep breaths to get myself to calm down, somewhat.

"Of what?" He frowned.

I told him the same things Yoso told me, very nearly bursting into tears again. I shouldn't be handling it the way that I am, but I wasn't sure what else to do, sadly. I sniffed and sighed, finally getting a complete hold on all of the crying. Ichigo was silent for a while, and I was glad. I wasn't really up for saying much. I just chose to wait for him to say something, shivering, as it was getting into nighttime now, and I was starting to get cold. But now the soreness was taking affect again, and I was starting to hurt. I wasn't going to be able to move on my own.

Ichigo still didn't say anything, and he had this thoughtful expression on his face, and he helped me get up, wrapping an arm around my waist, and slowly helped me inside. I noted that there was a pillow and blanket on the couch, but Urahara was nowhere in sight. Ichigo helped me lay down, and I yawned again. Ichigo smiled and kissed my forehead.

"I'll be back in the morning okay? Just try to rest up." He stroked my face gently.

"Okay." My eyelids felt heavy and I drifted off to slip, with him still stroking my face.

When I woke up in the morning, my body was aching, and I was frozen. When I sat up, I realized I had rolled off the couch in my sleep. I groaned and crawled back on the couch; that was not going to help me at all. I lied there, staring at the ceiling. I didn't know how long I stared at the ceiling before I heard a noise coming from upstairs. I sat up and turned around, and I noticed the shopkeeper come downstairs, go into the shop portion of his building, then come back and into the kitchen. It appeared that he didn't notice that I was awake. I didn't want to get up and go tell him I was; I wasn't sure I could even move much. I wasn't about to test it, especially after falling off of the couch.

Urahara came out again and held out a bowl of oatmeal to me, being uncharacteristically silent. I stared for a minute, then took the bowl, and slowly started eating. He didn't say anything, but went and sat down in a chair, and just sat there silently, until I was finished eating, then he came and took the bowl from me, and took it into the kitchen. He came back out and sat down.

"Um, morning." I shifted, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He didn't say anything for a moment. Then he cleared his throat. "Ichigo stopped by, but you were still asleep. And he had to leave to take care of something and said he'd be back. He was supposed to be back an hour ago…"

I froze up. "What does that mean?"

"Either it means, he just got held up, or something happened. I don't really know, and I can't really go check it out."

I could only feel horror, did something bad happen to him?