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Chapter 20: Fresh Air

Ichigo had woken up by the time Cathy had driven to her apartment.  Your leg was still bleeding, but Cathy had given you some painkillers to help.  She reached over your body to pick you up, to have her hands slapped away by Ichigo, who exited the car via the other door then came to help you out as well.

Before you were even fully past the doorframe, you fell asleep, but Ichigo made sure he didn't bash your head against anything.  Cathy directed him to a bedroom, and he laid you on the bed, contemplating if he should climb in next to you considering it was a single bed.

Before that was even an issue, Cathy sat down next to you with a medical kit. Ichigo was ready to lunge at her, but she was trained, and he wasn't, so he allowed her to shift your leg. She pulled the leggings you were wearing down, and Ichigo turned his head to look at your face out of respect.

You were still asleep, but when Cathy dug around for the bullet, you shot up, eyes wide, and screamed. Ichigo shushed you, and rocked you to calm you down, while glaring at the wall behind Cathy, though it was aimed at Cathy.

After a few minutes of crying and whimpering, the piece of metal was successfully retrieved. "Y/n, this is going to hurt, but bear with me, I have to do this." You watched as she soaked a rag in blue liquid, which you recognised as disinfectant. You bit your lip and your nails dug into Ichigo's skin as Cathy pressed the rag to your leg.

Ichigo didn't make any noise, instead trying to concentrate on trying to figure out his surroundings.  They weren't much more than swirls of (f/c), you were the only thing he could see clearly of course.  He could see a blob type of shape next to you, which was obviously Cathy, but couldn't make out too many details about what she was doing.

After Cathy had finished bandaging you up, she backed off and left the room.  Once you calmed down and your breathing slowed, you took a better look at the room.  "This is my room, or at least it used to be." 

Ichigo smiled at the thought that he was surrounded by traces of you, but angry that Cathy would've taken over the sacred space.  Hiding in plain sight wouldn't do anyone any favours, not considering that the company had no way of knowing where you used to live.

So as of now, Ichigo disliked Cathy, and only allowed her near you because there were some things he couldn't do.  The perfect example being digging out bullets from your leg, he would've probably ended up pushing it in further.

Ichigo heard a shuffling sound, and noticed you were trying to get off the bed. "You need to rest," was what he reacted with, gently pushing you back to the middle of the bed.

"I want a clean change of clothes first, I've already gotten the bed dirty."

"Then what does it matter if it gets dirtier?"

You couldn't argue with that, and shifted yourself to lying down like you had been before. You looked up at Ichigo, who was still standing. Has he even blinked for a while? Does he even need to blink?

"Uh, Ichigo, why are you looking at me like that?" Your face went slightly red, you weren't used to people looking at you for more than two seconds at a time.

He responded by blinking. So he did need to blink. But then he kept staring. "I'm glad you're safe." And then he reached his hand to the floor, and lay down. You peered over the side of the bed to look at him. "What are you doing?"

"Sleeping."

"On the floor?"

"If it's your floor it's comfy enough for me."

"Isn't your back going to hurt?"

"I know a way to prevent that." He held out his hand to you. Confused, you took it, and he intertwined his fingers with yours, squeezing tightly before relaxing his hand and closing his eyes. And that was that. You smiled at the gesture, and ended up falling asleep too.  Cathy, meanwhile, took the couch. 

When you awoke, there was a searing pain in your thigh, and your arm was numb and cold from having hung off the bed.  You felt unclean and sweaty, and had the dizzy headache that people get after sleeping for a long time.

Ichigo was still on the floor, his hand had disconnected from yours at some point.  You limped your way to the door, trying hard to not wake Ichigo.  However, after the adrenaline had left you completely, you were not as immune to pain as you had been before, and so your leg refused to move, making you fall over. 

Ichigo woke, of course, and hurried over to you to help you up, and also offered to carry you, which you declined, but accepted an offer of assistance via having an arm around him as you walked.

Cathy let you borrow some clothes which you didn't quite think suited you, but it was better than the bloodied clothes from last night.  Ichigo was reluctant but prioritised your comfort.

He and Cathy both volunteered to help you wash, but Ichigo refused to let Cathy wash you, and you felt too shy to let Ichigo. Instead, you had the help of a shower chair. After showering, you had a breakfast of cereal and painkillers.

What you were most curious about after sorting yourself out was the following. What now? Naomi was dead and buried, and you had no idea concerning the state of the bodies of Ted and his brother.

Your questions were not answered at 7:48PM.

"Alright, y/n, you and Kasai will need to choose new names, and you're both going to need to dye your hair. I'm not sure where you're going to move, but it's definitely going to be out of Kyoto. We'll want things to calm down a bit, because you'll also need jobs and it's likely that-"

"Shut up Cathy, we'll manage," Ichigo hissed. Despite Cathy's hospitality in this difficult situation, Ichigo was still spiteful.  You wanted to tell him that Cathy was only trying to help, but it would probably be pointless, the guy was grieving pretty hard.

Every suggestion that Cathy gave, Ichigo refuted, objecting the most to the ones involving you being around people other than him.  At some point, Cathy gave up and went to sleep, leaving you and Ichigo alone. 

"Ichigo, what are we really going to do though?"  You asked quietly as he helped you limp back to your bed, of which Cathy had changed the sheets. 

"It's okay, I've got a plan, we're going to be together until the end."

And so, putting your faith in whatever Ichigo planned, you rested your head on the pillow, insisting that he should join you in the bed rather than on the floor.

It was warmer with Ichigo cuddling you, but as comforting as it was, the thoughts in your head didn't stop racing until way after you fell asleep. 

SUPER LATE UPDATE I KNOW 🥶
I'll do my best to write the next chapter by Monday but no promises, life's been kinda hectic now that I'm back after the summer sooo yeah please just have mercy on me 😭