ICHIHIME_Her seat

I'm back ppl! I have a hard time finding inspiration but I found a picture here on DA,which is moving. And it inspired me. (:

'Ichigo's thoughts'- The first one is made up by me but after that I translated a Hungarian song's lyrics. Bonus info about the song: Ichigo's Hungarian voice actor's got a band and he is the lead singer. (:  It's a punk band which is quite popular with young ppl here in Hungary. I'm not into this type of music but I love the lyrics and his voice (it's pretty unique).

I do not own Bleach and it's characters! Tite Kubo does. (:


HER SEAT

'It was hard...Going back to school.
But I must go on with my life. Even if she's gone.'
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Ichigo shut the front door of his house, took a few steps forth and then stared ahead of him. Now what? Where to go? He should be heading to school but he didn't want to pull the 'I'm-doing-fine' mask on and act as nonchalant as generally. Or even frustrated as he does everyday. Now's not the time to ignore the fact that something had changed. That someone disappeared probably forever. Even if he promised to himself that he'll find a way to rescue her and bring her home to where she belongs with him and all their friends, it is possible that he can't do that. That he'll screw everything up. That the others leave him behind and he'll be alone. All alone. It's starting now. The guys from Soul Society had to go back to Seireitei as the order said. They are not allowed to help him bring back the auburn haired girl from Hueco Mundo. They are not here in Karakura with him. Everything had changed after Orihime left with the arrancar. And also everyone had changed. Tatsuki, Ishida and Chad feel the same way as he does but the others act like nothing happened. Keigo and Mizuiro were all happy and in their usual mood. That bunch of idiots who are known as his class mates didn't even recognise that something's off. But Tatsuki...she was furious. She knew that something was up and she wanted to know every detail about it. But Ichigo had to lie. He had to say that he didn't know a thing about Orihime's whereabouts and that Tatsuki's statement of Inoue's missing made no sense. She should've tried harder to find her friend he said. But he knew exactly that she's far away in a place which even he couldn't imagine.
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'At times everybody looks through me like everything was against me.
I think I'm all alone now and there's no going back from here.'
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He sighed then started to move into the direction where Orihime lived. She'd been living there by herself for years now and then left the place without a word. Her house was darker and gloomier as it used to be. It radiated happiness and it was full of life back then. That's because he knew she's in that block of house and she's probably making some dangerous food to stuff herself full with it. And that maybe she will notice him when she's passing by the window and immediatly open it to exclaim in such glee that Ichigo can't find words to even explain it. Then she'd warn him to stay still 'coz she's coming. „Where are you going, Kurosaki-kun?" She'd ask when she's right in front of him. He'd say that he was just taking a walk to clear his head. She'd smile a vibrant one and then ask if it was okay to tag along. He'd accept her company for sure and would listen to her nonsense about little blue men making a commotion in her kitchen so she couldn't find her favourite food. Red bean sauce which she wanted to add to her meal. Yuck. „What about you, Kurosaki-kun? Have you ever crossed a blue man's path?" To her weird question he'd just make a funny face which would lead her to giggle away the next few minutes. But as he was thinking about their imaginary encounter his cell phone started to vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it out and flipped it open.
„Yeah?"-he asked in a slightly annoyed voice.
„Yo Ichigo, this is Sado."-answered his tall mexican friend in his usual calm manner.
„Chad?! W-what's up?"-Ichigo kicked on random rocks while listening to his old friend.
„You're gonna be late. What are you doing?"-The carrot top started to fidget with the hem of his winter uniform but said nothing. Chad was quiet for a little while but then said that he should hurry up and get to school. The Kurosaki boy thanked his concern and hung up. He checked the time on the screen of his phone then sucked in a deep breath.
„Time to go."-he murmured in a low voice to himself then glanced at Orihime's window for the last time that day.-"Bye, Inoue..."
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'Maybe I'm too little to live on this earth, too scant by myself...
It's no use to swim facing the flow, I have only one chance.'
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When he got to school class had already started and of course he got scolded by his sensei but it didn't matter to him at all. He stared at an empty seat next to the window then at another in the right row from the above mentioned one all the while musing. He had a strong urge to sit next to the window but it wasn't his usual spot. He glanced at Uryuu who wore his well known all too serious look. Ishida raised his left eyebrow then nodded to him. Ichigo returned the gesture then looked at Chad, nodded and started to move towards the windows. He heard the teacher's impatient words refering to his uncertainty of what to do and where to go but didn't react. He reached his goal and now he was standing next to the abandoned seat. He thought that maybe it's weird of him to sit there and that possibly he should go back to his own seat and forget about this sudden reaction which the desk triggered. But then he noticed that there were some poeple who were staring at him so he grunted to this and plopped down to the chair. He didn't bother to pull out his books 'coz he wasn't in the mood to study or just simply pay attention to the tuition. So he put his black bag onto the small table in front of him and placed his forearm on it. His other arm supported his head which he tilted to one side. And then he indulged in the sight before him. He could see the tall trees in the school's yard, he could see the entrance and even the street which run in front of the high school. He could see several things which were fascinating to him. Leastwise this day...in this seat...in this foul mood. Because he was angry now. Angry as heck. Is it really just him who wants to do something about this state? Because he wanted to do something...anything sooo badly. And not tomorrow or a week after. Now. He wanted to go and help her in this exact moment. Because he could see the things she had seen before. In her seat. Sitting in Orihime's chair, leaning on his elbow and looking out of the window enchanted. He could see those beautiful things she always blabbed about. Is it really just him?

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'Is there someone who can hear my voice?
Is there someone who understands what I want?
It's possible that you stick up for me when it's needed,
But how many things can come up which I am not enough?'
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Ichigo was yet staring at the school yard while the curtain swayed in front of him and even behind him. Late autumn scent filled the classroom with the usual bickering of some students and the sensei's vociferous lecturing about the English language. He was thinking about another encounter with Orihime. But it was a little different this time. She was in a lovely light pink sundress with white sandals on her feet walking at the riverside. It was late summer and the sun was about to go down. It's last rays glinted on her long auburn hair and her splendid shoulders. And she was laughing. Hard. It was probably 'coz he cracked a joke and maybe a lame one, but she liked it. She beamed at him then glanced down. He looked down as well and blushed a bit. He was holding her hand. Tightly. The sight of their interwound hands made him feel warm inside. Orihime suddenly stopped and peeped up at him from under her eyelashes. Ichigo smiled at her coyly then leaned forward until their lips locked in a chaste kiss. Inoue smiled into the kiss before deepening it. It was sweet and passionate together. It was perfect for a young couple. When Ichigo rejoined reality his eyes almost closed as he was calmly looking into nothing all the while scowling. His gentle hazel orbs were unfocused and his lips slightly parted. He was delightful. A handsome young man with messy orange hair. Kurosaki Ichigo... Sitting in another person's seat. Sitting in her seat.

Inoue Orihime's seat...next to the window.

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The End
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(:  So this is it. My newest IchiHime fanfiction. I know that the guys headed to Hueco Mundo rather early after Orihime disappeared but I wanted to do it this way.
Hope you liked it!