Chad listened as Orihime spoke oddly into the phone. It was only after the first couple minutes did he hear the crutch hitting the ground from the her walking. She was moving on her crutch while talking on the phone. The thoughts of possible accidents she could be involved in from the needless distraction made him sigh a little. “What’s the closest place to you for meeting?” Chad asked hoping it wouldn’t be far from where she was and that the auburn haired girl could find a safe spot soon.
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Having just exited the school building, Orihime looked across the courtyard and at the neighboring park. A light bulb lit up above her head. “Oh! I was on my way back to my dorm… but if you want to meet up at the park, nearby the fountain? I think that’d be a good meeting place!” Orihime enthused smilingly. The sky was bright blue and reliably clear other than a small cluster of clouds. Spending time outside enjoying the weather with the company of a friend definitely sounded ideal.

an unexpected meeting

demonicfists:

Chad simply stood quietly by as the two reunited.  The question of Orihime’s leg was brought up and he grimaced inside.  At least until Ichigo looked at him with thankfulness in his eyes.  The sight was both pleasing and also gut-churning.  Sado was happy that it had been him who had saved Orihime, but still annoyed at himself due to the fact he was the one who let her leg get broken.  With their old friend here, that wouldn’t happen, but that was also the exact reason for leaving Karakura in the first place.  The feeling of dependability on Ichigo just made him more bothered about his own weakness.

“I know a place,” Chad said as the discussion turned to finding a place to talk privately.  A dorm room may have been the most private, but there was always the chance of a roommate being there.  Expecting the two to follow, Chad turned and began walking to the nearest stairwell.  The rooftop had always been their domain and it would get them away from others.  It would also give them a heads up if anyone accidentally came up to join them.  At the peak of the building though, no one would hear about the spirit world that few noticed floating around them.

“Everything is fine, Inoue. I just messed with the wrong people”

A look of confusion filled her face, trying to discern the meaning of his words. As customary in the past, her eyes swept over his form discreetly, checking in vain for any signs of injury or marks that she may have overlooked earlier due to her being so flustered and surprised by his additional presence. What did Kurosaki-kun mean, he messed with the wrong people? Ichigo may have been gruff in his words and possessing of a rough countenance on the outside, but on the inside, he was one of the warmest and kindest people she knew…The idea of anyone doing something to hurt him caused a pained feeling to lance through her chest.

It was strange. She knew that he had been messed with for the color of his hair in the past - Orihime dealt with the same thing during her earlier school days - but intuition told her it was something much bigger and much worse than that. While she’d been here, Ichigo dealt with his own problems back in Karakura Town, and even Chad apparently, since they both opted to leave and were now here.

Kurosaki-kun…what happened? That was the question she wanted to ask, but refrained from doing so due to a mixture of reasons. The undeniable force of fate brought all three of them here, together. It must’ve meant something, right? And Ichigo told her not to worry, but it was far easier said than done.

“Maybe you can write a letter to her. I bet she would like that.”

Orihime lowered hazel hues to the floor, guilt continuing to churn in her stomach. Lashes fluttered, brushing against her cheeks; finally, she regained the strength to look back up at Ichigo’s face, offering a bright smile. It felt lacking compared to usual, and she could only hope she wasn’t that transparent.

“Eh? Umm…you’re right! I’m sure she would very much like that…”

“I know a place.”

Chad’s deep, baritone voice broke Orihime out of her fumbling musings. Looking back up quickly, she donned a grateful smile, already understanding what his intentions were somehow. The rooftop - it would definitely provide the seclusion and privacy the three of them would need to talk candidly about…whatever it was they were going to discuss now. Orihime began to follow his lead when she noticed him already set out walking; or at least, as best as she could, seeing as how she was still hobbling around on one under arm crutch. Determinedly, Orihime increased her pace, not wanting to hold up Ichigo nor Chad. Her reason for being injured in the first place was troublesome enough as it was.

“The rooftop, huh, Sado-kun?” she asked sheepishly as she stopped a little a ways from the door. The words tumbled out of her mouth, “It feels so nostalgic, you know. All we’d need is Ishida-kun and we’d be a complete set!” As quickly as it was said, she instantly felt foolish.

an unexpected meeting

deathberry-ichi:

He was indeed very surprised to see his friends here, but also very happy. That means he didn´t have to start from scratch with everything. He looked at both, they seemed the same, but he knew some things may have change since last time they saw each other. “Hi, Inue” he salute with a soft smile.

Then he saw something strange on her leg and raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, it has been a long time. Well, I´ve been involved in many problems back home, I needed some fresh air, and something to rely on. I thought that being here would be a good idea. How about you? Tatsuki didn´t told me anything about you” he murmured. Then he looked at her leg again. “What happened to you? Are you injured?” he asked seriously, wondering if someone was teasing her. 

Orihime smiled sweetly. Kurosaki-kun hasn’t changed a bit.

Just as quickly as her cheerful and bubbly demeanor settled in, it was replaced by her previously flustered one. It was natural for him to question her on the state of her leg, but she still wasn’t prepared for it. Inwardly, Orihime chided herself for such an assumption. Was kindness not one of the many traits of Ichigo’s that she had come to adore? It should not have come as a shocker, therefore, when he showed an interest and even genuine concern for her well-being. Still, it made Orihime feel both guilty and sheepish. She didn’t want to make him worry!

Not only that, but the mention of Tatsuki also threw her for a loop. It was just the way he said it. His inquiry wasn’t accusatory, but it came out as such a soft murmur that it sparked the guilt inside of her to fester and grow until it felt like she would have a stomach ache. Except, instead of back when she developed pains from eating bad red bean paste with macaroni, this time it was much, much worse.

“U-Um!” she replied anxiously, trying to get her thoughts together. A sheepish chuckle escaped against her will. “It’s no big deal, really! And no, no one is teasing me, Kurosaki-kun! I, ah, just had an unexpected run-in with a hollow but…Sado-kun helped me.”

She instantly continued, jerking her head up with a wide-eyed look adorning her countenance, “Problems…back home? Is everything all right back there, with your family, or…?” Orihime looked around their surroundings, realizing the three of them were still standing in the middle of the school hallway. She stumbled over her words, nerves getting the better of her. “M-Maybe we should go somewhere more private to talk about this. I-If you’d like, I mean!” A bit quieter, she confessed at last, “As for Tatsuki-chan, well, she probably hasn’t said anything since we haven’t actually talked for awhile now…”

Chad had wondered what was going on with the other side until Orihime chirped back her response. The original question had been asked of his own curiosity and in order to look busy. Now, he was stuck making plans for an event which was happening on the spot. “Anytime you’re free,” Sado said while walking aimlessly. He wasn’t even sure where they would meet or how far apart they may have been.
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“Right! Well, you’re in luck~!” Orihime replied, a natural pinkness rising in her cheeks to accompany her words. As she hobbled along on her crutch, she held her phone to her ear using her shoulder. Despite everything that had happened, she couldn’t help but feel all warm and fuzzy inside. The two of them still felt as close as ever, if not somehow even closer. “I just got off my last period for the day so I’m as free as a bird!”

“Inoue?” Chad asked unsure that she was the one he had accidentally called. That grey face had resulted in him plucking a random number from his cell in order to end the discussion. “You want to hang out?” Without even thinking of saying who he was after her energetic unawareness, Sado simply asked to meet. Primarily, since calling her due to the odd person earlier, Chad had been curious about why she left. Also, with the resurgence of their old friend, he was sure her mind would be abuzz.
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“Eh? Sado-kun!!” Orihime said with a gasp, smiling even wider. Although, she blinked delicately when she heard his question. The auburn-haired girl pretended she was thinking over her response really, really hard. For a few moments, there was silence on her side of the line.

“Of course, of course! Ah - you mean, right now?” she asked curiously. “Or would you like to meet up later?”

deathberry-ichi:


“wovenprincess started following you

demonicfists started following you”

I didn´t expect to see you guys here! It´s been a while, how are you?”

“…!! E-Eh?”

“Kuro…saki-kun?” she replied, more than a bit thrown by his sudden presence. Orihime just could not believe her eyes when she first saw him.

But it really was him. It was Kurosaki-kun! She would know that bright, orange spiky hair and grouchy, handsome face anywhere. He looked really, really good in that uniform he was wearing, she could not help but think. Promptly, her face bloomed a faint pink; just the very thought was embarrassing! Orihime would have reached up with both of her hands to clap them over either of cheeks, but due to her current state, was merely reduced to gaping at the teenager standing in front of her, blushing like an overgrown cherry.

Caramel eyes strayed to the leg which was still encased inside of a brace. Orihime tried to act completely natural, even if her face was red and she was standing in the middle of the hallway with an underarm crutch to hold her up.

“U-Un! It has been awhile, ne?” she continued, trying to recover from her shock but still address his inquiry. “Well - I’m just great! I’m fit as a fiddle,” she cheerfully enthused, a bright smile lighting up her face. Orihime’s features became more animated despite her heart beat still racing. “How about you, Kurosaki-kun? If I may ask…what brought you to Astraea?”

to protect, again

demonicfists:

The watery droplets forming in Orihime’s eyes were unexpected, but not surprising.  He hadn’t anticipated her to become teary from the compliment, but with how often she tried to keep a cherry demeanor, she rarely seemed to need praises.  The auburn haired girl sitting on the bed was smart, intelligent, friendly, and easily one of the best people he knew. Yet, even with those qualities, words of self-doubt had been inflicted on her.  Urahara and Hueco Mundo definitely had an impact on confidence and that insecurity was beginning to show.

Chad watched as Orihime kept shyly to herself and attempted to lift the leg.  From her obvious strain, it hadn’t healed completely, but was not broken anymore.  While the bone had mended, it wouldn’t need the cast, but would at least need a brace.  The object would likely require crutches, but at least she would be walking around in a couple weeks.  Plus, if it was taking too long to heal, she could always reattempt healing in order to speed up the process.  For now though, he could go check back in at the hospital for a brace.  With how accommodating the doctor had been previously, it shouldn’t be too hard to get the item.

“Thank you, Sado-kun…but I should probably get some rest, ne? The more I do…the faster I’ll heal. S-So - “

The fake yawn, even while Orihime was turned away, was fairly obvious.  The girl didn’t have very good skills at telling lies.  Only those who had no observational skills could easily be convinced by the failed fibs.  Regardless, what she said had some merit.  That leg, even with it not being broken anymore, would need some rest.  She had been carried with it from one end of town to the other and only had a single night with rest.  Giving it some time with no movement would be helpful.

“…Thank you so much.”
“You really are a good friend.”

The thanks and compliment with a quick smile calmed both his awkwardness and worry for Orihime.  While she could be fairly emotional, she could also be strong.  It would take some time for her leg and confidence to heal, but at least now she had been found and could be protected.  Whether the Hollow attack last night had been random or regular, the appearance of one might mean more.  If that was the case, Orihime would need some help, especially in her current state.  Once her leg was healed, surely the rest would come along not too long afterwards, particularly if she had also been training on her own.

“You are a good friend as well.”  The returned compliment was the highest of truths.  Orihime had been an extremely good friend since meeting her.  She was naturally a good person, and being on friendly terms just showed more of her kindness.  However, just as before, the awkwardness started to rise back up.  Not wanting to show that side of him again and not wanting to see the tears swell up once more, Chad scratched his forehead before announcing, “I should head back to the hospital.  You’ll need a brace and crutches.”  Not giving Orihime time to stop his actions, Chad snatched the key used to open the dorm room and quickly left with a slight wave while walking away.

Feeling a little lazy due to the previous taxi ride, another quick journey was taken to the medical center.  There, he found a bemused nurse who became more puzzled at his request.  The thought of arguing began to enter her mind, but his size made her rethink that decision.  Huffing and puffing while going to get the support objects, she quickly returned with the doctor walking right behind arguing with her.  Giving one glance at who was buying the items, the man quieted down and quickly spun his body to return to his office.  The nurse, unsure if she should be amused or worried upon returning to Chad, gave him the price for the supplies.  Handing over a small card used for his typical payment, Sado gathered up the crutch and brace before walking outside to find another taxi.

“You are a good friend as well.” 

Orihime lifted her head from the pillow, staring at him with with a little uncertainty, but felt herself beam all the same. It was not quite as bright and sparkling as usual, but her voice was very much infused with a sweet tenderness for Chad as she said, “Arigatou…Sado-kun.”

After that, she let herself stare at the wall as her head turned, the shadows draping themselves over her face. Perhaps she should try to get some rest after all. It didn’t sound like such a bad idea, and if she could manage to fall asleep, Chad would be too considerate of not disturbing her rest and leave for his own dorm room as well -

“I should head back to the hospital.  You’ll need a brace and crutches.”


Huh?” She looked at Chad, confused, and then understanding broke out on her face as his words were registered. Orihime offered a grateful smile, despite the glimmers of silver staining her cheeks still. She felt her chest swell with appreciation and warmth for her gentle giant of a friend. He’d already done so much for her. It was truly amazing, how lucky she was. Once it dawned on Orihime she should verbally respond, she cried out, “…Ah - um! O-Okay! Thank you, Sado-kun!” She’d called out just in time, she hoped, because right after that the door to her dorm had closed. The corners of her mouth remained upward as she rested her cheek back onto the pillow.

That was when she was startled by a flash of gold, warm light erupting from the right side of her head. E-Eh?! What is that? The light whirled and twirled, spinning, before smacking Orihime’s forehead.

“Ow!” The girl winced and jerked her body up, sitting up slightly in bed and allowing the covers to fall back as her hazel eyes went cross; meanwhile, the light landed on the tippy top of her nose, dark irises glaring into hers. Orihime blinked slowly, stunned. “E-Eh? It’s - “

“WHO ELSE WOULD IT BE?!” The light flew backward and out of Orihime’s reach. She followed the flash of sparkling, golden light. In a burst, a black-haired and very pissed looking fairy was revealed, seething at Orihime pointedly. Floating in the air before her, his angered emotions practically spiraled off of him in waves.

Orihime blinked, again, and then clapped her hands together. “Tsubaki-kun~!” she exclaimed excitedly, her eyes glittering with uncontainable glee. The girl sat up more properly and reached up with both of her hands, gesturing and entreating him to come to her. She smiled from ear to ear. “How are you - oomph!” Orihime’s head thrust back as Tsubaki launched himself swiftly forward, hitting the girl’s forehead with both of his feet.

“HOW DO YOU THINK I AM, WOMAN? I AM ANGRY!” Tsubaki yelled, his little wings quivering. For something so small, fluttery and fragile, this fairy could really shout, not to mention pack a punch! It was why he was so faithful when it came to aiding the auburn-haired girl on the battlefield, she thought proudly. She was so happy he - and then her train of thoughts were broken once again when said fairy zipped forward and with both of his  little hands, pinched Orihime’s plump cheek. He pulled with all of his might, making her arms flail out wildly like windmills. “YOU ALMOST GOT YOURSELF KILLED!”

“Wah!” she cried out. “I’m so sorry, Tsubaki-kun!”

Within a few more heartbeats, another fairy had flown out from her pins in a streak of light. “Tsubaki, stop this instance! You are not helping Orihime-sama this way!” The tiny, pony-tailed fairy gave her an apologetic smile when Tsubaki sent a spiteful glare at her, but surprisingly did back off.

“How are you, Orihime-sama?”

Orihime grinned back, rubbing her cheek sheepishly. “I’m just fine. Although, I was hoping to get some help with this…” She wiggled her right leg, drawing the blanket away from it to reveal the cast. “Sado-kun just left to bring me a brace from the hospital. But ah - I’d need this off, first, before I could put that on. It requires a lot of cutting and sawing motions like this -” She illustrated what she meant by making a funny face and moving her arm over her leg, compressing her fingers into a point and going back and forth, back and forth, back and forth; that was when Tsubaki told her to shut up and that he would do it, so stop making that stupid face and annoying noises already! Shun’o scolded him, Tsubaki snapped at her, and then after some more arguing eventually he set to work.

His chiding for Orihime to look better after herself never ceased while he focused on cutting the plaster and fabric containing her leg. All Orihime could do but beam in a self-deprecating way and smile. Once the task was complete, the two fairies discarded of the shredded cast, made their adieus - Shun’o sweetly and humbly, Tsubaki grumpily and with a tad hint of concern - before returning to Orihime’s hairpins. Left behind was nothing but a peculiar, lonely silence.

Laying back down, she pulled her blanket over her shoulders and sighed tiredly. Orihime wondered if she was seriously going to fall asleep at that very moment. As her face reflected wistfulness and fatigue, she contemplated over what would bring Sado-kun to Astraea, lashes fluttering delicately. No, she was not going to get any shuteye just yet, not until her friend returned from the hospital so that she could give him another thank you and a proper goodbye before he left.

Being under her warm, downy covers only gave her a sense of comfort - something she was in desperate need of, or so she told herself…minutes ticked by, and not too long after that, Orihime was drifting off into a deep slumber.