Bleach Imagines

Ichigo Kurosaki - Oneshot (Truth)

It was a bit crazy how it all got started.

There was a part of you that thought you were going crazy. Those masked monsters, well it was terrifying, but like a guardian angel he was just there.

That sword, those robes, that striking orange hair that looked so bright it was almost impossible for it to be natural.

There was part of you that thought you imagined it all. But when the monster disappeared right before your eyes and he moved to check on you, well, maybe it was then you decided that he was a friend you didn't want to lose.

"Ichigo."

He turned at the call, bag over his shoulder casually.

"Hey, you got out early."

You nodded.

Activities tended to take long, that's why it was just the two of you. You were sort of looking forward to walking home with the rest of your friends, but you understood. It was nice that he'd been able to stick around. There was also a slight appreciation for the one on one, because there's something you needed to talk to him about.

"I found a sword."

He turned at you words, confusion on his face.

"A sword?"

You nod.

"I think it might be mine, but I'm not sure where it came from. Maybe..maybe it's the same as Orihime-chan or Sado-kun."

Your eyes were trained ahead and Ichigo just observed. He'd heard Kisuke explain that each of their abilities manifested differently, so it's possible this was another expression of that. After all, you could see hollows. It wasn't so hard to believe that you might have been sporting the same kind of spiritual pressure as the rest of them.

"I'll take you to Kisuke."

Your head lifted.

"Kisuke?"

"Yeah, he might be able to help you figure it out. He's a creepy bastard, but he's good at that stuff. He'll show you how to use it, how to control it."

Ichigo trusted this guy, so you saw no reason not to. At the moment you were grateful for any assistance.

"Arigatou, Ichigo."

You were smiling at him and his face flamed up as he placed his hand on top of your head.

"Don't go getting smug."

You were flapping your hands around wildly, because his hand was blocking your vision.

Life was somewhat simple then.

There were hollows, and you needed to protect people. You never really saw yourself as much of a fighter, but you'd seen Ichigo and Renji train one time and you were amazed. They were extraordinary. Fearless almost.

Every battle that came seemed scary enough, but Ichigo had faced it without fail and still managed somehow to support and protect his friends in the process. He was there for you when you were still figuring it all out. Your abilities, that power. He stood by you even when he was battling his own demons. Literally and figuratively.

"Oii!"

You stumbled and Ichigo flash stepped, pressing a hand to your shoulder to keep you upright. With the battle between the Soul Society and Aizen quickly approaching, you needed to be stronger. Although, you might have been pushing a little too hard.

You sent Ichigo a bashful smile.

"Gomen, I overdid it."

He was frowning as you finally regained your footing, sword at your side.