Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten ❯ Nobody remembers my name ( Chapter 2 )

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Its been almost 4 years after Ichigo tried to rescue Orihime and it now seems that everyone has forgotten about her. A new character is introduced and it is revealed that Grimmjaw has feelings for Orihime.

Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.20.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 618 | Status: Work In Progress

Chapter 2 - Nobody Remembers My Name

That had happened 3, almost 4 years ago, Orihime was now 18, and they had given her a better room than the original one she had those few years ago. It was spacious, had a bed, a Kitchen, a bathroom, a massive closet, and various furniture about the room. It was an okay place to live, and would have been quite enjoyable if it hadn't been in Hueco Mundo, her personal hell.

She hated the place. But she had to accept that it was her home from now on. She would never go back to the human world even if she wanted. She had given up her hopes long ago, but that burning hatred she had for Aizen only got stronger as the years passed. And maybe that was the only thing that kept her alive through the long years. The revenge she dreamt about, how she would make him feel her pain; her pain of being ripped away from the ones she loved, never able to see them again, the pain of giving up on everything, the pain that marred through her body and destroyed her last restraints making her lose her grip on reality; that horrible pain she felt 2 years after coming here, and the pain of never being able to act out her love for that one special, special person who had her heart…

“Ah I'm gonna be late for class again” he said while running down the street. It was his first year in college and he was once again late for his class: English. The semester was almost over and summer was fast approaching. The next semester he would be in his second year of college with English as his major.

“Professor-sama is gonna be really pissed this time around!” he had been doing some late night training with the vizards again which always seemed to engulf his sense of time.

“Yes! Just in time” Ichigo said proudly panting as he ran in the classroom bending over to catch his breath. In a spilt second a newspaper was chunked at his face and he could not avoid it. It hit him so hard that his head slammed against the wall leaving him with revolving circles for eyes as he hit the floor.

“You dumbass! Being a minute late for class doesn't qualify you as on time!!” screamed his professor. You need to get your head out of the clouds and try to get here on time, idiot!!

“I don't see why it matters since I make good grades anyways” Ichigo mumbled.

THWACK!! Another paper was thrown as Ichigo slid down the wall a second time.

“Kurosaki!! Being on time is the most important part of class, if you're not imagine what you could of missed that was really needed!!” The professor said standing up on her desk, glasses gleaming in the light, pointing a finger wickedly at her student.

“What does a minute difference make, idiot!?” Ichigo said under his breath.

THWACK!! A third time he slid down the wall as another paper was thrown at his face.

“I might have a concussion” muttered Ichigo.

3 years, three long years and he hadn't heard anything from Orihime, the Arrancars, or Aizen. No surprise visits, no attacking, no anything. Four months after Orihime was taken (the supposed awaking of Hougyoku and the time Aizen was supposed to attack), soul society, the vizards, Urahara and Ichigo's groups prepared for the attack, but nothing happened. Month after month passed and nothing happened, nothing. Then a year, and another, and another. It was coming up on the fourth year that nothing happened. He wondered had Aizen forgotten or something. Ichigo argued with Soul Society on why they wouldn't invade Hueco Mundo instead of letting them attacking the human world first. The commander just said “it is matters that you cannot understand, Kurosaki.”

Ichigo now realized on of the reasons it would be a disadvantage is because the powers of the Arrancar were considerably stronger in Hueco Mundo than in the human world.

While walking home from his class he thought about her. Inoue… his thoughts drifted back to her, he had been thinking about her lately. That sad look in her eyes when they left, the way she was so determined to stay and…that power. At the time it was uncontrollable and raw but nonetheless great. If trained and fined tuned she could be a force to be reckoned with. But how, how did she get such power, and in such short amount of time?? What it always like that or did she just acquire it the short while she was there? What is hidden deep in the depth of her soul and when the need to protect her friends arose she awakened that power?? He didn't know the answer but he wanted to find out, he wanted so badly to rescue her, to see her happy face again. It tore him up inside the look on her face before they left and what was even worse were those words he promised before he left “Inoue-san I swear I will come back for you! I swear to protect you!” why did he make such a promise that he knew now he couldn't keep?? It has been three years, and it seemed that people have forgotten about her all together. They are just getting on with their lives. It killed him inside how all his old classmates just left her behind, left her like she was just a memory in a book, left her to never be found again…

“Tch, why does she always do these shorts of things” the young boy said. He was about 15; tall and slender, had medium length hair that was jet black and flipped out in some places and curled in others. His piercing steel blue eyes were squinted in anger, as he approached her room. He angrily opened the door and saw a petite, brown/orange-haired surprised young woman sitting in a chair reading out of a book.

“Ryuu” Orihime tiredly and softly spoke.

He hurriedly walked up to her snatched the book out of her hand and pointed to the bed. “What are you doing up?!? I thought I ordered you to bed! Just look at you, those bags under your eyes make you look ugly!” he said while putting the book on the night stand. Truth is she has had those bags under her eyes since Ichigo's attempted rescue, almost 4 years ago. “When have you seen me when I haven't had them huh Ryuu-kun??” she responded with a weakly smile.

“Orihime, you know you really should get more rest, you really worry me when you're like this, they just look worse and you look so worn out.” He said with a sigh with a soft caring voice. The fourth year that she would be in Hueco Mundo was next week and her birthday a few days after that. She looked up at the boy in front of her. During her stay at Hueco Mundo, he had become like a younger brother to her and he reminded her so much of the two men she loved so much, Sora and Ichigo. When not around her, his face was in a scowl his eyebrows always furrowed, like her Ichigo, yet he was so gentle, caring, sweet, and had the face of an angel when they were alone like her dear brother. She had become quite found of this handsome young boy.

“I-I guess I'll try to rest” she responded yawning while getting in the bed.

“Yea, you better rest up, cuz if you don't I'll have to kick you ass.” He said in a soft playful voice with a smile.

“Pshh, you wish” she said sleepily. A few minutes later, she was sound asleep.

“Yea…” Ryuu said. His smile disappeared for he knew she would only get a few hours of sleep before the nightmares tormented her out of her sleep. His fist clenched as he thought, `That bastard, Kurosaki Ichigo, you caused her all this pain, it's your entire fault.” He sighed for he knew there was nothing he could do about that situation, until Aizen decided the time was right to attack the human world. When that happened he would surely have his revenge for what he did to Orihime. She was the most important person to him and after the incident that happened, he couldn't lose her.

As he walked out of her room he ran into Noitora. That bastard, he thought. Every time he ran into him he never would stop talking about all the things he would do to “his Hime” as he called her. This made him seethe with anger as he was very protective of her.

“Ahh coming out of the princess' room I see?” he slithered. “First that bastard Ulquiorra got to watch over her and now you. No fair, neither one of you knows what to do with a beauty like that.” Noitora said, giving a hint of what he would do to Orihime.

“You sick bastard if you ever touch her I'll kill you!!” Ryuu said releasing his spiritual energy. Noitora backed off a bit a scoffed at him and retorted, “You're not even worth my time to tease!” he said with a shaky voice and walked away. Ryuu was a scary kid when he was angry enough to release his spiritual pressure.

“Scaring off Noitora again I see?” said a voice in the shadows.

“Tch, if he would stop leering over Orihime I wouldn't have to, now would I…Grimmjaw?” Ryuu said, turning to smile at the man in the darkness.

Grimmjaw came out of the shadows, hands in his pockets and smiling his famous devious smile.

“Ha, if I weren't mistaken I would say that you are in love with her”

“Tch, I don't love her like that, you idiot” he said looking at him then looking at his feet, “it's just...she reminds me so much of her it's kinda scary sometimes…I just can't let someone that important get hurt!” He meant it; He really did love Orihime like he loved her, maybe even more, if that was possible. She was the one that brought light back into his life, her smile always making him feel happy inside; it pained him that she wasn't happy here, because if she was, he wouldn't worry about her as much as he does.

“Yea, whatever like its true.” Grimmjaw said a tinge of jealously strangely in his voice. Ryuu heard it and inquired about it with a mischievous smile. “Was that jealously I heard in your voice Grimmy?? Don't tell me you also in love with Orihime?? I should just add your name onto the long list!!” Ryuu said teasingly.

“Wha- huh, no!!!” Grimmjaw said stumbling over his words and turning beet red. “No, No, No, n-n-not true at all.”

“Mmhm, yea if it's not true then my hair isn't black” said Ryuu sarcastically, “well it's getting late, see ya later Grimmy” he said walking away waving a hand over his shoulder.

“Tch, bastard.” He said, then looked at her door and sighed. Although he didn't want to admit to anyone, not even to himself, Grimmjaw did have feelings for Orihime. She had healed him numerous times, and no matter how much of a prick he was to her, she always managed to smile and say something nice and smart at the same time. Every time when he tried to pick a fight with her, she would just say something that pissed him off and walk away smiling back at him. He liked being around her, he liked her beautiful face, her slender body, the way her hair flowed and the sweet smell of her. Unbeknownst to himself Grimmjaw was falling for her, and falling hard.