The Tale of Love

Chapter 9

Previously:

Ichigo was beyond pissed, he was livid. He clenched his fists to where his knuckles were ivory and his nails dug into his palm, causing him to bleed. He slowly walks back to the door, exiting the room. "Ichigo?" Orihime calls out to him but her pleas fall on deaf ears.

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Ichigo's walking pace quickened into a solid run. He zoomed down the stairs to find his father watching TV as if nothing had happened. Ichigo ran at full speed, with his fist up, ready to punch Isshin. Isshin hears Ichigo running, so he turns around to find out why. As Isshin turns Ichigo's fist collides with his father's face, sending him flying off of the couch and on the floor. Ichigo jumps on top of his father and begins to beat the living hell out of him.

Orihime limps down the stairs and gasps at the sight before her. "ICHIGO, NO! STOP!!" Orihime limps as fast as she can, in order to reach the father and son. When Orihime finally reached them she grabbed Ichigo's fist, and kept him from throwing anymore punches. Orihime lead Ichigo off of his father, of course Ichigo tried to jump right back on Isshin, but Orihime hugged Ichigo from behind. Which calmed him down. "Stop, please.... Just stop.." Her grip around Ichigo weakened and she fell to her knees, crying. Ichigo's arms fall limply to his sides. Ichigo turns around and see Orihime's tear stained face, and it pains him to say that, this time.... it was his doing. He caused that sad look, he made her cry, and he also made her scared.

Ichigo bends down on one knee and rubs her back gently, to calm her down. Her sobs slowly disappeared into little sniffles. Ichigo picks Orihime up gently so he would not reopen her wounds. While holding Orihime close to his chest, he walks over to his father, who is on the ground. "Isshin.... Don't you ever speak to Orihime like that ever again. I'm moving in with Orihime for good." Ichigo carried Orihime up to his room and places her on his bed carefully. Ichigo grabs some personal belongings, along with Kon. "lets go Orihime." Orihime nods and follows Ichigo down the stairs.

As Ichigo walks past his father, he sends him a deadly glare, but continues to walk. Orihime stops and looks at Isshin with a sad look. "I'm sorry..." Orihime's eyes widen from hearing Isshin's apology. " W-what?.... oh....It's alright. I believe that Kurosaki-kun just over reacted. I will talk to him about this later." Orihime bows to Isshin "And also. Thanks for taking good care of me." Orihime stands up and walks after Ichigo.

Ichigo's POV:

'I can't believe this! After everything Orihime has been through, my own father goes and says something like that?!!' I shake with anger. "Umm.... Ichigo?" "WHAT??!" I yelled at Orihime without realizing, she flinches and her eyes began to water. "...nothing..." I look at her with eyes full of sorriness. "O-Orihime. I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm just so mad that my father...." My voice trailed off. "lets not talk about it. I'm sorry I yelled at you." I stand in front of her and wipe the tears from her eyes then I hug her.

Normal POV:

After walking for a while, they finally reach her apartment. "Orihime, where is your key?" "Under the rug." Ichigo smiles, sets his luggage down, moves the rug, grabs the key, and unlocks the door. "You ready for this, Orihime?" Orihime looks up at him with a confused look. "Ready for what?" He smiles. "Ready for me to never leave your side." She looks down blushing but slowly nods. They both walk hand-in-hand into the apartment.

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preview for Chapter 10:

A month has passed since Ichigo has moved in, and things were going great,..... well until Ichigo started to slowly ignore her. Orihime sighs. "...Did i do something wrong? Again?" Orihime sighs again. She is laying on her bed, she looks out the window and finds that it is already night. She rolls over to looks at her clock and it reads, 1:27. She lays back on her back and closes her eyes but quickly opens them. She felt as if someone was watching her. She sits up and walks carefully to the window.

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