This is Week 7: Challege 1: Write a story with Ide Harutoki in it. (24/178+)

Summary: Ide sees a small, white haired boy looking around.
Notes: Yes. He is a canon character from Bleach.

Harutoki Ide

Ide was a rather plain looking young man with plain looking dark hair. He didn't seem like someone that would have anything exciting happen to him, but he in fact did once find himself in ownership of a cursed cockatiel. He also had a really big friend that was really strong and a bit odd. But he himself wasn't odd at all.

Letting out a deep breath he found himself leaving Gitano to head home, thinking nothing of anything. He walked along the shop alley way. He stopped suddenly and turned his head to see a rather small boy looking up at one of the signs. The boy was simply standing there, his hands at his side. Letting out a sigh he found himself walking over to the boy.

"Are you lost?" Ide grabbed the boy's shoulder, causing the child to nearly jump out of his skin. The boy had white hair, something he hadn't taken stock of as he had noted that the child was simply staring. The boy's eyes were glazed over and he had a lump on his forehead. "Hey... do you have any place to go."

The boy remained silent. Letting out a sigh he found himself guiding the boy away. "So... shall we find a police officer. Or shall I take you home?" The boy paused, then blinked a couple of times. "You know what. I'll take you home. The officer may very well think I did this too you. I can get you a nice ice pack for that head of yours."

"I'm fine."

Ide paused for a few minutes. "But you have a bruise on your forehead."

"I was waiting for someone."

"You also have a rather large lump on your head."

"That's because..." The boy paused, his hand reaching up to touch his forehead. "Someone crashed into me. This guy with blond hair and a gotee."

Ide felt the corner of his mouth twitch. "That would have been Gitano. Wait? What is a kid your age doing by yourself?"

"I'm not a kid. I'd like to go home now, if you don't mind."

"Where is home? I can make sure you get home." The boy paused as the boy looked him right in the eye, glaring at him. "Well..."

"I was trying to get you to go away. I thought I told you I was waiting for someone."

"I'm having a hard time believing you when you are being so vague." Ide continued to push the boy away.

"I'm getting farther and farther away from where I need to be. So if you don't mind."

"You need to have ice on your forehead." The boy paused. "You know... perhaps I should take you to see the shop row's police officer. It is closer to my place then my apartment and..."

"Your apartment. I would rather not involve the police."

"It wouldn't happen to be because you are a run away."

"... no."

"You're a strange child."

"I am not a child."

There came silence for most of the walk. However, every so often the boy would pipe up saying that he really needed to meet someone there. They finally arrived at the apartment and he unlocked the door. He pushed the boy in and headed over to the fridge and pulled out the ice. Turning around he saw the boy heading back out the door and grabbed the back of his clothing. "No. You need to put ice on that. Sit now."

The boy plopped onto the ground and Ide shut the door, before heading to the fridge again and making up an ice bundle. He then plopped it onto the boy's forehead. "You know... someone is going to be looking for me. They were expecting me to be there."

"Um... yes. Do you have a phone number."

"No... yes... no. I don't know."

"Why don't I get you some pillows to prop yourself up with as well as something to eat."

"You don't have to." The boy simply sat there. "I really should be going."

"Yes... as soon as we get the swelling down. But maybe not then."

The boy let out a sigh but remained where he was told. The young man came back and placed some pillows behind him. He then went to the fridge, frowning as he did. "I don't have much. I mean..."

"Can I have some water?"

"Um... sure. That is a simple request. You don't want a soda? That's what I have. Seems as if I forgot that I needed to go shopping."

"Do you have any... mmm... just surprise me. Two sodas?"

"Um... sure?" The boy came over and handed him the colas and watched as the boy placed one on his forehead and opened the other, setting the ice down at the base of his neck. "That's... a rather odd behavior."

"I guess. My head hurts. I should have stayed there waiting for her."

"Who..." A knock came at the door.

"Her. She found me and she's going to be mad that I wandered off. But I haven't wandered off. I was trying to be quite good."

"Uh huh." Ide went to the door and found a rather busty female there.

"I don't know how he came to be here, but is there a little boy here with white hair and..."

"I'm not a little boy Matsumoto."

"Tai... Toshiro! Don't you go wandering off like that on me."

"I didn't."

"Sorry. I saw him with that bruise on his forehead and couldn't leave him alone despite the fact he said he was waiting for someone. That wouldn't happen to be you would it?"

"Yes. It was me actually. I was really worried sick when I couldn't see where he got off too. He likes to wander much like... well, never mind on that." The woman went over to the boy and knelt down.

"You know... I know that you probably have the job that you have and all, but you shouldn't leave your kid outside such an establishment."

"What do you think you're talking about?"

"What is he talking about Matsumoto, because I honestly don't have a clue?"

The female blinked a couple of times. "Don't you worry about that! I wouldn't dare work for that kind of place and if I had realized I asked you to wait there of all places I would have asked you to wait else where. Why it was near a toy shop I do not know."

"Why would you be going to a toy shop Matsumoto?"

"Why..." The woman blinked her eyes a couple of times. "Now don't you worry about that. Thank you for finding him. We'll be on our way now."

Ide watched as the door closed and then went to his fridge which was now minus two sodas.