Bleach/Ichigo Kurosaki x Orihime Inoue
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Author:- Akari
akari_kazuki
Fandom:- Bleach
Characters/Pairings:- Ichigo Kuroskai x Orihime Inoue
Title:- I’ll protect You
Rating:- ‘T’-pretty clean, and fluffy too….XD
Warnings/Disclaimer:- I don’t own Bleach, it is the property of the magnificent Tite Kubo-sensei! I own this fic though. It is original and by me, so no stealing! >.<
Some OCness on Ichigo and Orihime’s parts at some points, but only ‘cuz of the general fluffy romance! XD
It didn’t look like the blizzard was going to let up any time soon. Ichigo’s frown grew even angrier. How did this happen?!
‘Damn, we had to take a class hike in the mountains for the ‘Outdoor Life’ citizenship?! It was bad enough hanging out with the bratty little scouts for a week and now we get stuck in a godforsaken snowstorm?! I’m going to kill someone when we get outta here, I swear! And it’s gonna be Sensei!!’
He shivered under the folds of the thick, woollen blanket around him and Orihime. It was freezing here, and she had suggested he take it himself?! This girl really was impossible.
‘Honestly, sometimes I wonder whether she even has a brain in that head…’ he sighed, looking at her from the corner of his eye. She was asleep it seemed, shivering a little but her face looked content and relaxed. She was really something all right. So why…did he care about her so much?
‘Man that sounded corny…’ he smacked the side of his head. He didn’t know what these feelings were, but it sure as Hell was confusing! He didn’t treat her any different, at least not as he figured it, but it was undeniable. He felt something more for this ditzy, klutzy and happy-go-lucky girl then plain friendship or concern. Was it…?
“Mmm, Kurosaki-kun?” Orihime finally stirred, and Ichigo realised with a shocked start that he’d been watching her this whole time. A faint hue of red appeared on his cheeks as he blushed and looked away as Orihime stretched and turned to face him on the floor.
“Y-you’re awake, Inoue?” he said, maintaining calm in his voice thank goodness. His heart was another story! It refused to stop beating! The sudden revelation of how he felt made him freak out! Did he…love her? Was he in love with Orihime?
‘Graaaaaaah, this is nuts! It’s the weather! It’s frozen my brain! Maybe I’m delirious!’ checking his forehead, he promptly sneezed from the cold. Oh yeah, he had a fever all right…
“Uwaaaaaah! Kurosaki-kun, you’re hot!!” Orihime suddenly cried, clutching his arm tight in her worry, feeling his forehead as he lifted his hand again.
Ichigo shook his head; the last thing he wanted was for her to panic over him! She’d spaz out and try to feed him some ridiculous concoction, he knew it!
“I-Inoue, I’m fine, you don’t have to worr-What the Hell are you doing?!” before he could protest further, she’d gotten up and wrapped him from head to toe in the blanket, tucking him in securely, and putting on her scarves and discarded hat from the wooden table.
“I’m going to get more firewood!” she told him, heading for the door, even as he struggled out of the blanket, growing weaker by the minute. The fever was getting worse.
“Inoue, I’m fine. You don’t have to-!”
“No, no! You need to sweat this out! And the best way is from a fire!!” she said, going out of the wooden cabin before he could reply!
Ichigo leapt up as fast as he could and opened the door, calling after the retreating figure in the snow! “INOUE, GET BACK HERE!! INOUE-!!”
He sank to the floor! ‘Damn!’ he cursed silently, panting heavily. What was wrong with him?! Getting done in by a tiny fever?! How the Hell was he going to become stronger if he got slowed down by this?!
‘I’m…so weak.’ He fell into a deep sleep, not noticing the cold anymore; his body giving into the fever…
“Hnn…?” Ichigo stirred, blinking in the faint orange glow around him. He was lying on his back, in the blanket, on something warm and soft…
“Kuro…saki-kun?” Orihime murmured quietly. He started as he realised his head was on her lap! He struggled up, but she placed a gentle hand on his head. “You should rest. You’re tired. And the fever…”
Ichigo was embarrassed to be in such a humiliating position, but he still felt so weak, too. Stealing a glance up at her, he noticed she avoided looking at him, and her face was red. Did she have a fever, too?
“Y-you should…have the blanket too, Inoue.” He said. She shook her head violently.
“N-no, you need it, Kurosaki-kun!” she exclaimed. He didn’t have the strength to argue so he protested through his actions, taking the blanket from around himself and sitting up against the wall with her. He put the blanket around them both, and sat next to her as they were before. He didn’t look at her.
He looked straight ahead at the fire in front of them. She’d done a pretty good job, he had to give her that. It was warmer in the cabin now, and he felt better.
“Inoue, thanks.” He looked at her. She looked back at him for once, and he could see that she was blushing, too. He leaned forward and hesitated near her lips, unsure.
She smiled, and lifted her hands up to his face, touching their foreheads. He could see the warmth in her eyes, and his heart beat faster again. But now, it felt comforting, natural. Right. What was this feeling?
“Kurosaki-kun, I love you.” Orihime smiled, kissing him. Ichigo closed his eyes, returning it. His mouth relished the softness of hers, how her lips moved over his…he wanted more…
He nibbled her bottom lip, a low moan arising from within him. Orihime’s arms were around him, his hands on her shoulders. He parted her lips with his tongue, gently delving into her mouth, exploring and tasting her more…
The kiss broke mutually, and they both breathed heavily. Orihime leant against Ichigo’s chest and he was surprised at how snugly she fitted into his arms. He put his arms around her, holding her small body close to his, his face against her hair. He breathed in her scent. Strawberries.
They stayed like that for a while, and eventually they slept.
Ichigo awoke first, realising he was still holding her against him, but didn’t let go of her. He merely watched her. Her light, gentle breathing, her mouth that fell slightly open, and her tight, comforting grip on his arm…
He couldn’t believe what he’d done. He’d acted like a hungry animal, devouring her like some sort of…! But…he didn’t regret it, and he knew she hadn’t either. It was…mutual. He…loved her.
Orihime awoke a little later, when it was lighter out. It was morning! They’d made it through the snowstorm! She smiled up at Ichigo and cried, “Good morning, Kurosaki-kun!”
Ichigo smiled at her, and replied, “’Morning, Inoue.”
They prepared to leave the cabin again. Now that it was morning and the snowstorm had passed, they had to find their class again. Ichigo figured they were probably still at the Lodge, and going to search for them.
“We need to get moving. You packed a compass, didn’t you, Inoue?”
She nodded happily. “Uh-huh! Yes, I did! Let’s go, full speed ahead, Kurosaki-kun!!” she bounded off and promptly fell over in the snow! Ichigo rolled his eyes and grabbed her arm, picking her up.
Orihime thanked him, and grabbed his left hand tightly in hers before he repocketed it. He glanced at her, a little surprised at her boldness. Still it was nothing compared to what happened last night…
‘Grah! Wh-when I say it like that it sounds so-! Ugh, oh god!’ Ichigo shook his head hard to clear it, but Orihime noticed.
‘Kurosaki-kun…? Maybe I should ask him…’
“Kurosaki-kun?” she squeezed his hand tentatively. He looked at her. “Are…you okay?”
He nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine, Inoue.”
‘Oh no, maybe he really is mad at me! D-did I do something wrong last night?! Sh-should I have put my tongue in his mouth? I-I didn’t know! A-and anyway…I-!
Ichigo suddenly stopped and Orihime almost stumbled again, catching herself just in time! Then, Ichigo did something strange; he faced her and held both her gloved hands in his. Curious, Orihime looked up at him.
“Inoue…can I ask you something?” he ventured. She nodded.
Ichigo took a deep breath, mustered his courage and asked her directly, “Do you…really love me?”
‘What…the HELL am I doing?!’ he cursed inwardly, enraged at how red he knew he must have turned!
Orihime looked up at him, confused for a second, then she stammered, “I-I-!”
“Because…” Ichigo continued, his eyes not meeting hers for once. “If it is, then I…can’t always be, I mean…I won’t always be here…”
“See, there’s something…I have to do. I…”
He couldn’t tell her that it was because he was a Shinigami, fighting Hollows and her being with him would put her in danger! Her memory was modified that time, and he was forbidden to tell anyway.
‘But more then that,’ he thought. ‘I don’t…want her hurt…ever again.’ He remembered Acidwire. He never wanted her involved or in danger like that ever again. At any cost.
“Kurosaki-kun.” Orihime made him look at her, a hand lifting his cheek up. She smiled. “I love you. I understand.”
‘Wh-?! She…?!’
“Even though…I don’t know all of it, even if…I can’t help you in any way.” She looked up at him, a sincere smile on her face. “I love you, and I want you with me. So…if you need to sort it out, whatever is happening, do it… But, please, Kurosaki-kun,”
She leant into his chest, hugging him tightly. “Please be okay. Don’t…leave me, okay? I lost Onii-chan, I don’t want to…I can’t lose you, too…”
“Heh. Don’t worry; I’m not that weak that I’d be killed. And…I’m not going anywhere either.” Ichigo told her, patting her head gently. “I’ll be fine. And Inoue?”
She looked up at him. He smiled at her. “I’ll protect you.” He told her. He paused then cupped her face in his hands, his lips close to her ear, whispering faintly…something for her ears alone.
“Orihime…I love you.”
Fin.
A/N:- Hee hee! This turned out longer then I expected it to! XD!
A few minor notes, then! This is based obviously prior to the episodes when Orihime gets her own special powers, purely because…I haven’t really watched those and didn’t want to make it complicated either.
Short and sweet, focused on the romance is what I wanted, so…
Also, Ichigo may seem OC and Orhime too, but it works! Plus I figure that if Ichigo and Orihime end up together, he’d act that way, all protective and all that…I like that in a guy myself, and Ichigo is so tough and stubborn anyway it makes for a cute aspect of his personality if he ends up being an unsure, and insecure boyfriend.
Anyways, please review it and tell me how you liked it, okay? ^.^
I hope everyone liked their banners! *hugs all*
Aaya-chan, I've already made a banner for this fic of mine, so no need to make me one, okay? ^.^
Author:- Akari
akari_kazuki
Fandom:- Bleach
Characters/Pairings:- Ichigo Kuroskai x Orihime Inoue
Title:- I’ll protect You
Rating:- ‘T’-pretty clean, and fluffy too….XD
Warnings/Disclaimer:- I don’t own Bleach, it is the property of the magnificent Tite Kubo-sensei! I own this fic though. It is original and by me, so no stealing! >.<
Some OCness on Ichigo and Orihime’s parts at some points, but only ‘cuz of the general fluffy romance! XD
It didn’t look like the blizzard was going to let up any time soon. Ichigo’s frown grew even angrier. How did this happen?!
‘Damn, we had to take a class hike in the mountains for the ‘Outdoor Life’ citizenship?! It was bad enough hanging out with the bratty little scouts for a week and now we get stuck in a godforsaken snowstorm?! I’m going to kill someone when we get outta here, I swear! And it’s gonna be Sensei!!’
He shivered under the folds of the thick, woollen blanket around him and Orihime. It was freezing here, and she had suggested he take it himself?! This girl really was impossible.
‘Honestly, sometimes I wonder whether she even has a brain in that head…’ he sighed, looking at her from the corner of his eye. She was asleep it seemed, shivering a little but her face looked content and relaxed. She was really something all right. So why…did he care about her so much?
‘Man that sounded corny…’ he smacked the side of his head. He didn’t know what these feelings were, but it sure as Hell was confusing! He didn’t treat her any different, at least not as he figured it, but it was undeniable. He felt something more for this ditzy, klutzy and happy-go-lucky girl then plain friendship or concern. Was it…?
“Mmm, Kurosaki-kun?” Orihime finally stirred, and Ichigo realised with a shocked start that he’d been watching her this whole time. A faint hue of red appeared on his cheeks as he blushed and looked away as Orihime stretched and turned to face him on the floor.
“Y-you’re awake, Inoue?” he said, maintaining calm in his voice thank goodness. His heart was another story! It refused to stop beating! The sudden revelation of how he felt made him freak out! Did he…love her? Was he in love with Orihime?
‘Graaaaaaah, this is nuts! It’s the weather! It’s frozen my brain! Maybe I’m delirious!’ checking his forehead, he promptly sneezed from the cold. Oh yeah, he had a fever all right…
“Uwaaaaaah! Kurosaki-kun, you’re hot!!” Orihime suddenly cried, clutching his arm tight in her worry, feeling his forehead as he lifted his hand again.
Ichigo shook his head; the last thing he wanted was for her to panic over him! She’d spaz out and try to feed him some ridiculous concoction, he knew it!
“I-Inoue, I’m fine, you don’t have to worr-What the Hell are you doing?!” before he could protest further, she’d gotten up and wrapped him from head to toe in the blanket, tucking him in securely, and putting on her scarves and discarded hat from the wooden table.
“I’m going to get more firewood!” she told him, heading for the door, even as he struggled out of the blanket, growing weaker by the minute. The fever was getting worse.
“Inoue, I’m fine. You don’t have to-!”
“No, no! You need to sweat this out! And the best way is from a fire!!” she said, going out of the wooden cabin before he could reply!
Ichigo leapt up as fast as he could and opened the door, calling after the retreating figure in the snow! “INOUE, GET BACK HERE!! INOUE-!!”
He sank to the floor! ‘Damn!’ he cursed silently, panting heavily. What was wrong with him?! Getting done in by a tiny fever?! How the Hell was he going to become stronger if he got slowed down by this?!
‘I’m…so weak.’ He fell into a deep sleep, not noticing the cold anymore; his body giving into the fever…
“Hnn…?” Ichigo stirred, blinking in the faint orange glow around him. He was lying on his back, in the blanket, on something warm and soft…
“Kuro…saki-kun?” Orihime murmured quietly. He started as he realised his head was on her lap! He struggled up, but she placed a gentle hand on his head. “You should rest. You’re tired. And the fever…”
Ichigo was embarrassed to be in such a humiliating position, but he still felt so weak, too. Stealing a glance up at her, he noticed she avoided looking at him, and her face was red. Did she have a fever, too?
“Y-you should…have the blanket too, Inoue.” He said. She shook her head violently.
“N-no, you need it, Kurosaki-kun!” she exclaimed. He didn’t have the strength to argue so he protested through his actions, taking the blanket from around himself and sitting up against the wall with her. He put the blanket around them both, and sat next to her as they were before. He didn’t look at her.
He looked straight ahead at the fire in front of them. She’d done a pretty good job, he had to give her that. It was warmer in the cabin now, and he felt better.
“Inoue, thanks.” He looked at her. She looked back at him for once, and he could see that she was blushing, too. He leaned forward and hesitated near her lips, unsure.
She smiled, and lifted her hands up to his face, touching their foreheads. He could see the warmth in her eyes, and his heart beat faster again. But now, it felt comforting, natural. Right. What was this feeling?
“Kurosaki-kun, I love you.” Orihime smiled, kissing him. Ichigo closed his eyes, returning it. His mouth relished the softness of hers, how her lips moved over his…he wanted more…
He nibbled her bottom lip, a low moan arising from within him. Orihime’s arms were around him, his hands on her shoulders. He parted her lips with his tongue, gently delving into her mouth, exploring and tasting her more…
The kiss broke mutually, and they both breathed heavily. Orihime leant against Ichigo’s chest and he was surprised at how snugly she fitted into his arms. He put his arms around her, holding her small body close to his, his face against her hair. He breathed in her scent. Strawberries.
They stayed like that for a while, and eventually they slept.
Ichigo awoke first, realising he was still holding her against him, but didn’t let go of her. He merely watched her. Her light, gentle breathing, her mouth that fell slightly open, and her tight, comforting grip on his arm…
He couldn’t believe what he’d done. He’d acted like a hungry animal, devouring her like some sort of…! But…he didn’t regret it, and he knew she hadn’t either. It was…mutual. He…loved her.
Orihime awoke a little later, when it was lighter out. It was morning! They’d made it through the snowstorm! She smiled up at Ichigo and cried, “Good morning, Kurosaki-kun!”
Ichigo smiled at her, and replied, “’Morning, Inoue.”
They prepared to leave the cabin again. Now that it was morning and the snowstorm had passed, they had to find their class again. Ichigo figured they were probably still at the Lodge, and going to search for them.
“We need to get moving. You packed a compass, didn’t you, Inoue?”
She nodded happily. “Uh-huh! Yes, I did! Let’s go, full speed ahead, Kurosaki-kun!!” she bounded off and promptly fell over in the snow! Ichigo rolled his eyes and grabbed her arm, picking her up.
Orihime thanked him, and grabbed his left hand tightly in hers before he repocketed it. He glanced at her, a little surprised at her boldness. Still it was nothing compared to what happened last night…
‘Grah! Wh-when I say it like that it sounds so-! Ugh, oh god!’ Ichigo shook his head hard to clear it, but Orihime noticed.
‘Kurosaki-kun…? Maybe I should ask him…’
“Kurosaki-kun?” she squeezed his hand tentatively. He looked at her. “Are…you okay?”
He nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine, Inoue.”
‘Oh no, maybe he really is mad at me! D-did I do something wrong last night?! Sh-should I have put my tongue in his mouth? I-I didn’t know! A-and anyway…I-!
Ichigo suddenly stopped and Orihime almost stumbled again, catching herself just in time! Then, Ichigo did something strange; he faced her and held both her gloved hands in his. Curious, Orihime looked up at him.
“Inoue…can I ask you something?” he ventured. She nodded.
Ichigo took a deep breath, mustered his courage and asked her directly, “Do you…really love me?”
‘What…the HELL am I doing?!’ he cursed inwardly, enraged at how red he knew he must have turned!
Orihime looked up at him, confused for a second, then she stammered, “I-I-!”
“Because…” Ichigo continued, his eyes not meeting hers for once. “If it is, then I…can’t always be, I mean…I won’t always be here…”
“See, there’s something…I have to do. I…”
He couldn’t tell her that it was because he was a Shinigami, fighting Hollows and her being with him would put her in danger! Her memory was modified that time, and he was forbidden to tell anyway.
‘But more then that,’ he thought. ‘I don’t…want her hurt…ever again.’ He remembered Acidwire. He never wanted her involved or in danger like that ever again. At any cost.
“Kurosaki-kun.” Orihime made him look at her, a hand lifting his cheek up. She smiled. “I love you. I understand.”
‘Wh-?! She…?!’
“Even though…I don’t know all of it, even if…I can’t help you in any way.” She looked up at him, a sincere smile on her face. “I love you, and I want you with me. So…if you need to sort it out, whatever is happening, do it… But, please, Kurosaki-kun,”
She leant into his chest, hugging him tightly. “Please be okay. Don’t…leave me, okay? I lost Onii-chan, I don’t want to…I can’t lose you, too…”
“Heh. Don’t worry; I’m not that weak that I’d be killed. And…I’m not going anywhere either.” Ichigo told her, patting her head gently. “I’ll be fine. And Inoue?”
She looked up at him. He smiled at her. “I’ll protect you.” He told her. He paused then cupped her face in his hands, his lips close to her ear, whispering faintly…something for her ears alone.
“Orihime…I love you.”
Fin.
A/N:- Hee hee! This turned out longer then I expected it to! XD!
A few minor notes, then! This is based obviously prior to the episodes when Orihime gets her own special powers, purely because…I haven’t really watched those and didn’t want to make it complicated either.
Short and sweet, focused on the romance is what I wanted, so…
Also, Ichigo may seem OC and Orhime too, but it works! Plus I figure that if Ichigo and Orihime end up together, he’d act that way, all protective and all that…I like that in a guy myself, and Ichigo is so tough and stubborn anyway it makes for a cute aspect of his personality if he ends up being an unsure, and insecure boyfriend.
Anyways, please review it and tell me how you liked it, okay? ^.^