|Bring Me to Life
Author: DameRoseofthePowellEstate PM
What happens when Aizen brings back his two favorite arrancar and aims to kidnap Orihime once again? Can Ishida keep her safe? Can Ichigo keep Rukia out of danger? What will happen? Isihime, Ichiruki, GinRan On HiatusRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Orihime I. & Uryuu I. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 4,742 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 3 - Published: 11-08-09 - id: 5496915
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Bring me to Life
Love. Such a dreadful bond, isn't it? Why can't a person just fall in love with person who loves them back? Why can't life be that simple? It was extremely difficult for Ishida Uryuu, who gave his heart and soul to one girl: Inoue Orihime, who gave her heart and soul to Kurosaki Ichigo, who gave his heart and soul to Kuchiki Rukia, who returned the favor. Orihime was strange and goofy. She always complimented both Ichigo and Uryuu. Ichigo didn't really care, but Uryuu found it extremely comforting everytime she praised him. His heart flipped when she did so. He wanted her to realize his feelings, but he was a coward. He was so afraid of rejection, he could never bring himself to tell her. Then again, she was bound to reject him either way, so why put himself through more pain? It was best to wait for her. That's all he could do: wait. Did he do something to deserve this? Maybe, it was karma. He spent most of life reserving himself from other people that this could be God getting back at him. Whatever the reason, it was clawing away at his insides every day and night of his life.
Uryuu sighed, skimming through a book he had brought to class. He just randomly grabbed it off the shelf before he left for school. It was a manga called 'Challenge!' It was about a girl whose dream was to become a chef and had to go through mutiple contests to fufill that dream. He didn't even know why he had it. Oh, wait, yeah, he did. He bought it for Orihime, who expressed interest in it when they were out in town one day. He blushed. Did that count as a date? Of course not! They were best friends; they could hang out in town as friends, though his desire was to be more than that.
"Good morning," Orihime said, smiling at him. She saw the manga in his hands and lit up. "Is that 'Challenge!'?"
"Yes," Uryuu replied, keeping a firm keep on the book.
"May I borrow it?" He smirked. Did she even have to ask? He would do anything for her.
"To tell the truth..." he started, blushing. "... I did buy this for you. You said you liked it but weren't sure if you were going to get it. I left it on my shelf for a few months and forgot I had it." When he was done telling her, her smile widened.
"Thank you so much!" Orihime giggled. He handed the book to her with trembling hands. He was afraid he was going to drop it. "Thank you, Ishida-Kun, thank you."
"You're quite welcome, Inoue-San. I hope you enjoy it."
"I'll enjoy it a lot more knowing it was a gift from you!" Those words caused another blush to creep on his cheeks. She knew how to get his heart pumping, didn't she? He felt a serge of happiness at her words, but then he was soon overcame by sadness. Didn't she know the affect her words had on him? She's so oblivious not to realize his deep and obvious love for her. It's obvious? He didn't want to be obvious. He would have to work hard to keep his feelings concealed for her if she ever found out the truth. Uryuu wanted her to hear the confession from his own lips when he was ready to do so. And, that day wouldn't come for a long time. That's how much of a coward he was. "Are you okay?" She tore him away from his thoughts and he blushed with embarrasment of spacing out.
"Uh... just spacing out, Inoue-San." He confessed. "No need to worry."
"Oh, okay. I do that all the time!" She laughed and he did as well. "Well, I better sit down!" He watched her skip merrily to her seat. When she was seated, she turned to him and waved. He waved back shyly. He looked down at his desk. Great, now he had nothing to read. But, it was worth it. She was happy and that's all that mattered to him. Moments before the bell rang, Ichigo and Rukia came in, each scowling at each other. Ichigo had a big footprint on his face. Uryuu would bet anything that Rukia did that to him .
"We made it!" Rukia panted, sitting at her desk. "Idiot!"
"What'd I do?" Ichigo growled back, sitting down next to her.
"You woke up late. When I..." She looked around the class; everyone was staring at her. She couldn't say 'when I woke up in your closet' or everyone would get the wrong idea. "...came over to pick you up, you were still sleeping!"
"Awww, shut up!"
"Please, you two." Ms. Ochi came in, setting down a big stack of books on her desk. "Why don't you have your lover's spat during break?" They both turned beet red and started yelling that they were not lovers. "QUIET!" Everyone went silent, except for Keigo Asano, who continued to yell.
"There's no way they're lovers! I would kill myself if they were!" He screamed, tears filling up in his eyes. Ms. Ochi slammed a book on his desk, causing him to squeal. "H-hello, Ms. Ochi."
"Shut up, Asano." She said in a deadly voice. "Got it?"
"Yes, Ma'am." He went silent, shaking with fear.
"Good!" She strolled back to the front of class and told them about their work for the day and that they had to read chapters out of their book for English class. Uryuu got to work at once. He found that work got his mind off Orihime. That whole day was nothing but trouble. She wanted to work with him, so it made it that much harder to stop thinking about her. She giggled and compliented him tons of times during the course of the day. When the bell finally rang, he was happy to get out of there. However, just as soon as Uryuu, Orihime, Ichigo, Rukia, and Chad stepped outside the school building. Urahara Kisuke was standing before them waving his fan over his face. He was wearing his usual hat, but he did not have his usual stupid smirk on his face.
"Ah, Kurosaki-San." He said when he spotted them.
"Urahara..." Ichigo walked up to him. "Is there something wrong?"
"I'm afraid so. You'll have to come to my shop. I can't risk anyone else hearing this information."
"Sure." They followed Urahara to the shop. He set down his fan and sighed. "So?"
"Grimmjow and Ulquiorra.... They have come back to life."
"What?" Uryuu yelled. "How?"
"Aizen must have done something." Urahara replied. "He's a tricky one and you did not exactly kill him."
"I've done enough damage to him!" Ichigo yelled.
"Yes, but that wasn't enough. He still has faithful servants on his side, Kurosaki-San."
"Oh, god." Rukia groaned. "Are they the only ones?"
"Yes, they are. They were his most faithful arrancar, I'm pretty sure." Uryuu glanced over at Orihime, who was shaking slightly at the news. He put his hand on her shoulder and kept a firm grip. She smiled. "They will most likely come back for Miss Inoue." She tensed up again. Uryuu kept his grip on her shoulder. "Do what you can and stop them. There be a chance you might have to go back to Hueco Mundo."
"Seriously?" Ichigo sighed.
"Yes." Urahara replied. "However, since you've already defeated them once, they cannot regain their true forms against you in battle."
"Wonderful!" Rukia cheered. "That will make things a lot easier on you. And at least it's only those two and not the rest of the Espada. I heard Szayel Apporo Grantz gave you a hard time, huh, Ishida?"
"What?" He was so focused on Orihime. He turned to Rukia. "Yeah, he did."
"You have to be extra careful, alright?" Urahara spoke up again, addressing Orihime more than anyone else. "Aizen still wants your power and he will not let anything or anybody stand in his way. By the look of it, he's bloodthirsty and will strike down anyone who interferes." He scanned everyone in the circle. Orihime collasped in sobs as she had mental images of Aizen killed each of them, including her friends at school, Rei, Tatsuki, Michiru, Mahana, and Chizuru. She even saw Keigo and Mizuiro get striked down as well, blood surrounding all of them. She buried herself in Uryuu's arms, sobbing uncontrollaby. He blushed at this, but wrapped his arms around her all the same.
"It's okay." He told her. "I'm never going to let him touch you. I would gladly give my life for yours." Rukia smiled slightly at his actions and words as he gently stroked Orihime's orange hair. Orihime paid no attention to it, and she felt very safe with him. However, as always she was obvilious to his feelings.
After about an hour, Orihime was calmed down and they each went their separate ways. Uryuu walked her home in case she collasped in tears again.
"Thank you, Ishida-Kun." She said as they walked to the door. "Would you like to come in?"
"Uh... normally, I'd say I don't want to be a burden..." He replied, adjusting his glasses. "But... seeing as how Aizen has made you his top priority once again, I think I should stay... just in case."
"Oh, that makes sense, but I don't want you to worry about protecting me."
"Nonesense. As I said, I will never let him touch you." Orihime smiled, and opened the door beckoning him to come inside. He nodded at her as he went in her apartment. He blushed knowing he was going to sleep in the apartment of the girl he loved for so long. "Do you have anything for me to wear?"
"Oh. Do you want go home and get stuff?"
"No, no. Anytime away from you can be crucial." He said, rubbing his hair back. Because, he thought, any moment away from you can really take a toll on me.
"I have some stuff of my brother's. Be right back." She ran to a bedroom on the right side and fumbled in a dresser. When she returned, she had a bundle of clothes, which included casual clothes and pajamas for the night. "Here you go." Uryuu took the clothes from her and thanked her. "It's no problem!"
"I'll sleep here." He said, sitting on the couch. Orihime immediately tried to pull him off the couch with all her might. "What are you doing?" He turned red again due to their skin contact.
"You can't sleep on this lumpy, old thing!" She protested. "Sleep in my bed or something!" Again, his blush deepend. Sleep? In Inoue's bed?
"Didn't your brother have a bed?"
"I..." She looked downwards. "I threw it away a long time ago after he died."
"Oh. I'm sorry, Inoue-San, I didn't know."
"Don't apologize. It's not your fault." She sighed. "But, still, sleep in my bed, okay? I'll sleep in here." He shook his head. "Come on..." Her grey eyes filled with tears, and of course, he gave in, despite the fact his heart was beating rapidly. He gulped as he opened the door to her bedroom. He turned on the light, looking around. Pink walls.... just like he imagined. Blue bed... he imagined that too, with light colored carpet. Stuffed animals on the bed. Pictures on the wall. And... her scent was strong. Her tears were gone and he found out that she was faking it. He couldn't be mad at her , though. She was just too cute. "Here you go, Ishida-Kun." She had a big smile on her face.
"Thank you." He cautiously sat down on her bed, which had a soft mattress. His blush did not fade away. He was in her bedroom. He had dreams like this (not peverted ones! He was a gentleman!) He was with her in her room and he was stroking her hair. He confessed his feelings and out of some miracle that could only happen in dreams, she returned them. hey shared their first kiss, the kiss he had been waiting for his whole life, and it was wonderful.
"Ishida-Kun?" He shook his head and came back to reality. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" He said quickly, shaking his hands around. "I'm a little tired, so I think I'll go to bed now."
"Good-night." She closed the door on her way out and he sighed, rubbing his face. She must have moved her bed into the master bedroom. He figured her brother had the master while he was living. He went into the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. After that, Uryuu changed into the clothes she had lent him. Being extremely skinny the clothes were a little baggy on him. Her brother wasn't big, so it wasn't too bad. He paced for about twenty minutes staring at the bed every 3 minutes. He gulped as he pulled the covers and slipped into them. Her scent filled his nostrils. He was at peace.... Well, more or less. His heart was still beating extremely fast. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.