Seeds of Destruction | By : blackdiamondprincess Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 14158 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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2. Pained Heart – The heavy weight of a goodbye
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“Inoue-chan !”
Orihime turned around to see who it was
that was calling her and found herself smiling as she saw that it was Rukia. “Kuchiki-san!” She said and stopped to wait until she had
caught up with her.
“Ohayou !” Rukia greeted, once next to her. “Ne, ready to graduate?”
Orihime nodded with an excited grin. “Yes, finally!”
“Sooo—Where’s Ichigo?”
Rukia nonchalantly asked, or at least, tried.
“I left early this morning while he was
still in the shower, he said he was going to meet up with Renji-kun later on—“
“Wait, hold on. What did you just say?”
Rukia asked, standing still now and staring at her with a grin.
Orihime blinked and scratched the back
of her head. “I left early this morning while he was still in the shower…” She
let her phrase die out when she noticed the suspicious look her friend was
giving her. “Kuchiki-san?”
“So when Ichigo said to me last night
that he was going over to your place to help you with your speech, did you guys
actually work on the speech?” the
black haired girl asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Ehehehe…”
Orihime chuckled, feeling a little embarrassed. “Well, you see, the thing is
that err— I had already written the most important part and so eh—”
Rukia chuckled. “He ended up spending
the night.”
Orihime only nodded, but Rukia had
already seen the tender expression that had spread over her features. “Was he
gentle?”
At that the other girl blushed a deep color of red and quickly resumed her walk. The
memories of the past night were engraved in her heart and she nodded, having
decided not to worry anyone of the angsty part of her
romantic night. “He… was.”
Rukia came to walk next to her with a big
grin on her face. “Welcome to womanhood, Inoue-chan!”
Orihime giggled shyly and nodded in
acknowledgement. “Ne, Kuchiki-san… ano…”
“What is it?”
“Your first time… how was it?” Orihime
asked softly, looking to her right at the river that tranquilly flowed by.
“Hmm…” Rukia cocked her head to the side
and thought about it for a moment. “Clumsy,” she then decided with a shrug.
“Was it with Renji-kun?”
Rukia smiled gently and turned to give
her a look. “Don’t tell him I said ‘clumsy’.”
Orihime laughed heartedly at that and
tucked a strand of her long hair behind an ear. She then spun around, suddenly
feeling giddy all over. “I can’t wait to go to college! I just can’t decide on
what to study!”
Rukia chuckled and shrugged. “I have no
idea either, not that it even matters…”
“How long are you guys going to be
around for anyways?” Orihime wondered, walking backwards now, facing her friend
with a grin. “Rangiku-san and Toushirou-kun
have already gone back to the Soul Society.”
“That anxious of
getting rid of us?” Rukia said with a
small smile.
“No! No, not at all Kuchiki-san! I was
just wondering…” Orihime shrugged and giggled innocently.
“Well, I guess that Renji and I haven’t
returned yet for the simple reason that we haven’t been called back. I guess
they think that we can still be of use here.”
“Oh… but it’s been over 6months now that
Ichigo-kun defeated Aizen,” Orihime noted with a
pensive expression on her face. “What if they forgot about you?”
“They did not forget about us!” Rukia
exploded.
Orihime took cover behind her schoolbag.
“Hai, hai,
Kuchiki-san. I was only saying…”
“I just knew it was your screeching voice
that ruined this seemingly peaceful morning.”
Both girls turned to look behind Orihime
to find Ichigo and Renji standing a few meters away from them.
“Ichigo-kun! Renji-kun!” Orihime happily
exclaimed, running up to them. “Ohayou
gozaimasu!”
“Ohayou,
Hime…” Ichigo greeted her with a soft smile, kissing her fleetingly on a corner
of her lips.
Renji took a step away from the couple
and rolled his eyes. “Ughh… Just look at them acting
all lovey-dovey so early in the morning. You’d think that they haven’t seen
each other in ages.”
Rukia smiled coldly at him. “At least he
got laid last night.”
“Shut up!” The redhead growled
underneath his breath, glaring at her dangerously. “That’s not my fault, Rukia!”
Rukia gave a high pitched laugh before
hitting Ichigo over the head with her school bag in retribution for the comment
he made earlier.
“Gah! What was that for?!” He cried out, rubbing over his
head angrily.
Rukia didn’t bother answering and took
Orihime by her hand. “Come on, Michiru-chan and Chizuru-chan
must be waiting for us to help them prepare the Sports Hall for the graduation
ceremony.”
“Oh! Okay!” Orihime turned to the two
guys and waved. “See you at school!”
Renji grinned and folded his arms behind
his head while he watched them go. “So it finally happened, eh?”
“Don’t start, Renji.”
The redhead shrugged and began walking
in the same direction the girls had gone off to. “Congratulations, dude. You’ve
just been promoted to the most envied guy on campus.”
Ichigo only smirked and followed him.
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“No.
Waaaay!”
Ichigo watched with an annoyed look how Keigo ran from one
side of the classroom to the other, hopelessly trying to get a date for the
graduation party of that night.
“Why did you wait so long to find
someone anyway?” Mizuiro asked and turned around in his seat to watch how Keigo
crawled on his hands and feet to his desk in utter defeat.
“Because he’s an idiot,” Ichigo said
indifferently, blinking sleepily as he waited for the break between 2nd
and 3rd period to be over. His eyes rolled towards the clock
standing on top of the black board against the wall and he yawned, bored out of
his mind. Between his Shinigami duties and the time he spent with Orihime,
school just seemed even more of a boring experience than it ever did. Especially when Keigo had one of his crazy days.
“Well excuuuuuuuse
me, Kurosaki-sama!” Keigo dramatically said, pointing
at him with a trembling finger, his eyes watering up. “I’m no Don Juan like
you, but don’t I deserve some love?? And I still can’t believe you managed to
have Orihime-chan as a date!”
“Eh, that would perhaps be because
they’re already dating?” Mizuiro pointed out, not even looking up from the
novel he was reading. “It’s been almost 6 months now.”
“No. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!” Keigo
cried. His jaw dropped on his desk as he seemingly shattered in pieces at this
news.
Ichigo sat back in his chair and
stretched out, opening one eye as he felt Keigo looming over him with a
murderous glint in his eyes. “You’ve always known that I like her, Kurosaki Ichigo!!” He said in a deep, raspy voice.
Ichigo sighed and closed his eye again.
“Try and find a date for tonight, Keigo, instead of bothering me with your
nonsense. Your time is already running out as it is.”
“Waaaaaaaaaah! The indifference! Did you see that Mizuiro? He was
totally indifferent to my suffering! Oh why do all my friends forsake me like thiiiiiiiiissss…?”
“Ichigo-kun?”
Ichigo looked up at the proprietor of
that sweet voice and he smiled. “What is it, Hime?”
She blushed a
little and gave him a radiant smile. “I was wondering if we could go over my
speech later on.”
“We looked it over yesterday, it was
okay wasn’t it?” he asked. “Are you nervous?”
She nodded courtly and reddened some
more. “I just really want to do it well.”
“Okay, do you want me to ask Ishida for
help?”
Just as she was about to answer, she
restrained herself and looked around. He had noticed it too.
The entire class had suddenly become
very, very silent and everyone was staring at them, obviously following every
word of their conversation.
“DON’T YOU PEOPLE HAVE ANY SHAME??”
Ichigo cried to them, a vein popping out of his left temple.
Orihime sighed softly and scratched the
back of her head. “I’m sorry, Ichigo-kun.”
“Don’t apologize. They’re the ones at
fault,” he said, still glaring at all those who still dared to look their way.
“I’ll ask Ishida about it, okay?”
“Actually, ano…”
She looked around herself and then bent over to whisper it in his ear. “I would rather it to be just you and me at
lunch.”
Ichigo nodded and she smiled. “That’s
good.”
“Okay.” And with that she went back to
her place.
“What does he have that I don’t?” Keigo
tearfully said, biting on the hem of his shirt as he watched Ichigo lean back in
his seat again.
Mizuiro flipped the next page of his
book and resumed his reading. “Brains, for starters.”
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“Here…
Bon appetit!”
Ichigo looked at the green chipped, purple
colored muffins with a questioning expression on his face, wondering what he
was supposed to do with them. “Eh, thanks, Hime… err— what are these?”
“My special Coconut and Peanut butter
muffins!” She exclaimed with a happy giggle, beaming with pride.
Ichigo looked at the muffins again,
trying to figure out what part contained the peanut butter and what part the
coconut. He wouldn’t even ask why the muffins were purple and green in the
first place.
“I’ll save them for later…” he said with
a thankful smile, putting the box with muffins next to him on the grass.
She smiled softly and took a breath.
“Ichigo-kun…”
Ichigo turned to her and was surprised
as her lips suddenly met with his in an unexpected kiss. “Hime…?”
“I just wanted to thank you,” she reddened
a little more and bit her lower lip, “for last night. Thank you for being
gentle with me.”
Ichigo pulled her closer and kissed her
back softly. “It’s okay…”he whispered against her lips, “you were wonderful
last night. I should be thanking you…”
She gasped in surprise at that and could
feel her eyes water up. “Ichigo…” She looked down at the balled fists on her
lap and sighed again.
“What’s wrong?” Ichigo whispered.
“I…” Orihime bit her lower lip and
looked up at him, revealing her teary honey brown eyes. “I’ve decided to—”
It was the sudden cry of a new Hollow
that kept her from finishing her phrase.
Ichigo turned to look at her and sighed.
“I’m sorry, Hime.”
“It’s okay, just go…” She whispered with
a brave smile.
At that same time, Shinigami Rukia jumped
out from a nearby tree with Kon in her right hand. “Ichigo!”
“Nee-san! Noooooooo! I don’t want
to!” The stuffed animal protested, but as usual, it was in vain.
The Rukongan was rapidly removed and a
few moments later Orihime watched how both Shinigamis jumped from tree to tree
out of her sight. She then turned her face to Ichigo’s head that lay in her lap
and closed her eyes.
“Inoue-san looks sad…” Kon whispered, sitting up now.
“Oh… I do?” She whispered with an
unconvincing smile. “Well then I guess I need to turn that frown upside down
and keep on keepin’ on!”
The modsoul
mentally sweat dropped and watched her stand up, but held her back with his
hand on hers. “Experience has showed me that oppressing your feelings is never
good for anyone.”
She chuckled shyly and nodded, but
continued her way, and Kon could clearly see the
tears that glistened in the corner of her eyes as she turned.
He huffed and crossed his arms over his
chest with a pout. “Man… Why doesn’t anyone ever tell me
anything?!” His eyes then fell on the white box next to him in the
grass. “Oh! Muffins…”
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“Ladies
and gentlemen, I present to you the graduate class of 2007!!”
Caps went flying in the air as the group
of youngsters congratulated each other for finishing High School.
“That was a great speech, Inoue-san!”
The principal told Orihime, shaking her hand enthusiastically. “I see a bright
future ahead for you!”
“Thank you, sir! I did my best!” She
smiled back before she got tackled over by an overly excited Chizuru.
“We made it Orihime-chan!” She
exclaimed, taking the opportunity to hug herself against the other girl. “I
can’t wait until we’re two hot college students! Oh, I have an idea! Why don’t
you and I share a dorm room, eh? Oh, it’ll be sooo much
fuuun, Orihime-cha—“
Her left cheek suddenly collided with
Tatsuki’s right foot and she flew a few meters away. “You seriously need to
give it a rest, Chizuru! She already has a boyfriend!”
“Ehehe…” Orihime
uneasily chuckled. “Thanks, Tatsuki-chan.”
“As long as I’m around that pervert
won’t get anywhere near you, promise!” The dark haired girl spoke with a glare
towards Chizuru who was crawling back on her feet in the distance.
Orihime chuckled again and expressed her
thanks.
“Great speech. And oh, by the way, your boyfriend was searching for
you,” Tatsuki informed her with a small smile. “He’s outside by the grand tree
in the park.”
“Ok, thank you,” She said and waved at
her. “I’ll see you at the party?”
Tatsuke nodded and held up her right
thumb. “For sure.”
Orihime made her way through the sea of
red and golden togas that obstructed her way to the double entry doors of the
large hall. She stepped out in the dark night and walked around the building
towards the School’s small park. A few meters further she saw him sitting
underneath a tree, patiently waiting for her.
“Ichigo…”
He looked up and stood with a smile. “I
loved your speech.”
She chuckled and scratched the back of
her head. “Thank you.”
“I noticed you changed it here and
there,” Ichigo whispered, bringing his hand up to her face and cupping her
cheek. “You did great.”
Orihime took a step closer and pressed
herself up to him, wishing she could feel safe in his embrace like she always
used to. Everything was so messed up now…
“Arigatou…”
“We got interrupted this afternoon. What
was it you wanted to tell me, Hime?”
She held him closer and closed her eyes,
just wanting to enjoy these simple instants of togetherness but unable to shake
the growing feeling of fear she felt each time she thought about their possible
future together.
When she had asked to be with him
earlier, she had hoped that they could spend the entire day together before she
would…
“Ichigo…” She started, knowing that she
wouldn’t hesitate this time. She kept telling herself that it was for him that
she did this and that he’d be better off without her.
“Ichigo, I’m leaving.”
Ichigo let go of her, and frowned with a
smile. “What do you mean, you’re leaving? Hime?”
She faced away from him and closed her
eyes. “Ichigo-kun, please. This is already hard enough
for me. I’ve decided to leave Karakura.”
He shook his head, still not
understanding. “Don’t say it like I have no say in this, Orihime!”
She faced him now, steel determination
in her eyes. “You don’t have any say
in this, Ichigo!” She bit her lower lip and sighed. This was not supposed to
turn out in a fight, she definitely did not want for them to part this way.
“I’ve been accepted at the Nakase College
for Girls a while back.”
“Yeah, I know that, Hime. But didn’t we
decide to stay together?” He tried, not believing she was actually doing this.
Tears were now beginning to form in her
eyes and she nodded sadly. “Ichigo… If you truly love me, you’ll let me go…”
“You can’t give me that excuse, Hime!”
Ichigo whispered, taking her shoulders in his hands. “At least give me a true
reason!”
“I… I can’t… I want to, but I can’t.
Ichigo…” She was looking up at him now, her pain and sadness apparent in her
eyes. “Trust me, it’s for the best. I would only be putting you in more danger
if we stayed together.”
At that Ichigo furrowed his brows in
suspicion. “Hime…What—?”
She took a startled step back and shook
her head. “I’ve already said too much…”
She turned and wanted to run, but he
held her back, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and placing his face in
the crook of her left shoulder and neck. “Hime… talk to me. Please.”
“I can’t love you anymore, Kurosaki-san!”
She tearfully, yet sternly whispered and turned away from his face near her
shoulder. “Please let me go…”
“Orihime…” He felt his insides shatter
at the distance she put in her words and she broke free from his grip.
“I’m so sorry, Kurosaki-san!”
And with that she broke into a run and
disappeared off the School grounds.
He remained there, the full facts not
yet registering to him. What had just happened?
“Ichigo! We have a problem!” Rukia emerged from the Sports Hall
and came running up to him with her Soul Phone beeping alarmingly. “Menos! 2 of
them!”
“Right…” He thoughtlessly said, still
shaken by Orihime’s sudden departure. He barely realized it when Rukia
extracted his soul from his body with her glove and left his body on the ground
near the grand tree.
Unbeknownst to the two Shinigami that
rushed off in the distance, the previous inert body of Ichigo suddenly stood
again, with eerie amber eyes that glowed fiercely in the shadow of the tree.
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With an exhausted sigh, Orihime let
herself fall on her bed. She knew she had done the right thing.
By tomorrow afternoon she would be far,
far away from Ichigo and the others so she couldn’t hurt them in any way. Her
letter to Tatsuki lay ready on her key table near her door; she would drop it
in her mailbox tomorrow morning before she’d go for the train station. She
would call her later to apologize for missing the party. She’d come up with
something to keep her from worrying.
She had packed her clothes after she
came back from school, she already cleaned her apartment and emptied the fridge
and left a letter for Shinmura-san in which she told
her that she would no longer need her apartment.
As she lay there on her back,
contemplating her ceiling she couldn’t help but think of him again, wishing
that everything hadn’t gone the way it had gone once again. No matter how many
times she beat herself into thinking that nothing could’ve changed how things
were now, she still found herself wishing otherwise.
She curled herself up and turned on her
side, hoping that Ichigo would find it in his heart to forgive her.
“Ichigo…”
She could still smell him on her sheets;
she could still feel his presence… Everything they shared last night was no
short of magical.
“I hope you’ll understand…”
She stood up again and walked over to
her small kitchen, took out a glass for water from one of the top cabinets and
filled it underneath the faucet.
When she turned to go back to her room
she found a dark figure standing in the door opening of her kitchen. A spiky haired, tall young man.
“Ichigo?”
A cackling laughter was then heard and
amber eyes suddenly lit up in the moonlit darkness. “Guess again,
Orihime-chan!”
The glass of water she had been holding hit the tiled floor and
shattered into a million glittering pieces.
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Japanese Vocabulary List
Chapters 1 & 2
-Aa: Yes/ Yeah
-Aibou:
Partner
-Aishiteru: I
love you
-Ano…: Euhm…
-Arigatou:
Thank you
-Berry-san:
Ichigo can mean ‘Strawberry’ in Japanese. The Hollow uses this form as an
insult in Ichigo’s regard
-Hai: Yes
-Hime: Ichigo’s pet name for Orihime, it
actually means ‘Princess’
-Kirei:
Beautiful
-Ne: an Interjection
that can be loosely translated in English as ‘So’, ‘Well’, ‘And?’, ‘Hey’ or
‘No?’, depending on its position in the phrase
-Nee-san: Big sister
-Ohayou (Gozaimasu): Good morning.
-Okaeri (nasai): Welcome back
-Reiatsu: Spirit Pressure
-Rukongan: Spirit Pill or Soul Candy
-Yamete: Stop
Next Week: 3. Prelude to Dawn – Midnight Mayhem
To the readers of AFF and FF: Arigatou gozaimasu everyone for the encouraging reviews so far! I’m
planning on posting a new chapter every week (I’ve already gotten to chapter
6). So I hope that you’ll still be looking out for updates on this story!
Oh, and eh… those of you looking towards a 3some with IchigoxOrihimexH.Ichigo errr…
well, sorry to disappoint but that would just ruin the plans I have for this story…
This is in no way supposed to be a sex-story, even if sex will be present here
and there (like in the next chapter). So yeah, just so we’re clear on this.
Anyhow, thanks again everyone! And see
you next week (03-11-07)!
To be continued…
-BDP-
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