You watched as Ichigo hesitantly opened his bedroom window, not sure what to expect. Urahara’s happy go lucky attitude irks the both of you at times, but mostly it makes Urahara more complex and you never know what he is up too. Today was the day you all would leave for Soul Society you were ready to leave and had everything prepared, Rey would be staying with Yuzu and Karin and Isshin would be taking care of your house, going in to check up on it every once in a while.
“This should be okay… But I have a bad feeling…”
“You and me both, “ You snorted. You recalled the last time you spoke with him and if memory serves you right he said: ‘Seven days from now at 1 am please keep your window open and wait for my message!’
The breeze makes its way to your hair, swaying it to the winds opposite direction, “So… how was training with Yoruichi?”
“Brutal.” Was your short answer, yes she wasn’t lying when she had said that her classes were difficulty. But the things she thought you about your Zanpakutō, Kido and hand to hand combat were really useful. Another breeze, this would probably be the last time in a long period you and everyone else who were coming with you might be able to relax like this.
“The breeze feel’s good.” Ichigo sighed, you two were sitting across from each other but when you felt the bed shift abruptly you opened your eyes. He was looking out his window with his mouth open.
“You know you can catch flies like that.” No response. This caused you to worry, so you looked out the window and almost had the same reaction as Ichigo did. It looked like a balloon with Urahara’s happy face on it flying right towards you. It flew between your and Ichigo’s head and splattered on his bedroom wall. You both looked back with shock ridden faces, the wall was a mess.
“What was that just now?!” It looked like a blood splatter, blood red and all. The dark liquid began to descend onto the floor and it left a message in its wake.
You began to read it out loud, “Please, meet at Urahara shop immediately.”
“WHAT THE HELL?! That punk… what is he doing?! This looks like a message from someone who is about to die. Can you wash this off?!”
“Wait, there’s more.” You indicated pointing at the last few sentences, “P.S Right now those people who think this looks like a message of someone before his death…” You paused momentarily letting the rest of the message come into view, “Then you have no humor.”
“This is stupid!!!” Ichigo raged throwing his pillow at the message. You chortled and stood up grabbing him by the arm and pulling him outside his house as he continued to ramble about Urahara’s sick and twisted sense of humor.
As you and Ichigo walked out of his front door, a dark figure shadowed you.
“GOOD MORNING ICHIGO!!” You looked up half surprised to see Isshin jump of his roof and plummet down aiming for Ichigo and ultimately you since you were standing right next to him. Ichigo didn’t bother to look up as he grabbed you from your elbow and made you take a step back waiting for his father to crash into concrete.
Isshin lifted his head, his bloody head; literally. “Wow! You escaped my attack just now and rescued the damsel in distress!! No wonder you’re my son!”
“You! What are you doing?!” Ichigo asked while holding you back from strangling the man.
Isshin held up a charm in Ichigo’s ace as he panted, “Before… Before you leave I want you to take this with you.”
Ichigo took it in his hands and inspected it closely, “What is this dirty safety charm?”
“You say it’s dirty! That’s rude! That’s the safety charm your mom gave me, it will bring fortune and good luck!”
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A Lovers Kiss (Bleach/Ichigo)
Fiksi PenggemarEmi Daisuke is Ichigo Kurosaki's best friend. They have been through everything together. But what is the price for being this mans friend?
