[fic] His Happiness

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Title: His Happiness
Author: Kiyala
Word Count: 1604
Rating: PG
Warnings: boylove...? o___O *insert "duh" here* oh, and 'Hime being sad.
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: written for 30_smiles #22 - cheer up; stop crying

was bitten by this plot bunny in maths today xD had to write it... I don't think it turned out as well as I had planned, but then again... nothing really does. I tried something different and decided to write it from Orihime's pov. Set after Arrancar arc is over... you'll see, I suppose xP

Also written in present tense AND first person! *keels over*

bah! so sick of writing "Kurosaki-kun" and "Ishida-kun". 'Hime is too polite for her own good x__x

x-posted to ishi_ichi and 30_smiles


When people team up to beat the odds and save someone, they inevitably grow close. That’s what happened when we all went to Soul Society to save Kuchiki-san. Four people that weren’t really the closest of friends. Well, perhaps Kurosaki-kun and Sado-kun were, but Ishida-kun and I were almost like outsiders. We were all drawn together to save Kuchiki-san’s life and not only did we do that, but we also managed to forge a strong friendship that kept us together even after our work was done.

It is that same friendship that saved my life.

It’s all over now. The pain, the death, the war. We ae back, and I can see that the three boys have grown extremely close over the time that has passed – however long it had been, I couldn’t keep track of the time when I was in Hueco Mundo. I can’t help but to feel relieved that I’m home. It feels good to be at school again, to see my friends again. It was even good to see Ochi-sensei again, even though she yelled at us a bit for taking so much time off school. It’s nice to see Tatsuki again, and she’s not letting me out of her sight. I must have worried her with my disappearance… sometimes I wish that she was the one I had said goodbye to before I left, but… I can feel my cheeks burning up when I think about this… but I think that what I wanted to tell Kurosaki-kun was more important than anything else. I’m glad I could heal his wounds one last time before I went to Hueco Mundo… even though back then, I was afraid it would be the last time ever.

Shaking my head clear of these thoughts, I smile as I walk up the stairs leading to the rooftop of the school. The place I always know I will be able to find Kurosaki-kun. With everything out of the way, I know that I need to repeat the words I had said to him before I left. This time, when he’s awake and can hear me… because I love him far too much to keep it a secret from him any longer. I can feel my heart pounding inside my chest as I turn the handle of the door to the rooftop and as I walk outside I am both happy that I can feel the strong reiatsu of Kurosaki-kun, and a little disappointed when I sense that there is someone else with him.

“Kurosaki-kun! Ishida-kun! Hi ther—” I stop dead in my tracks as I walk around the building that the door is connected to and I see the two of them holding tightly onto each other.

At first, I panic and think that they had heard me, but they don’t show any signs of knowing I’m there. I feel like a big balloon that has been punctured when I see Kurosaki-kun kissing down Ishida-kun’s neck with so much emotion that I feel humbled. I know I should take a step back, just leave, but I can’t when I hear Kurosaki-kun’s shaky voice.

“Shit, Uryuu… you scared me. You scared me so bad, I was afraid you’d never open your eyes again,” he mumbles against Ishida-kun’s lips before kissing them, “I love you. So damn much… you’re… you’re my reason for even being ali—”

“Ichigo…”

I think it’s Ishida-kun’s voice. It doesn’t sound firm like I’m used to hearing it. It sounds… passionate, and… happy.

I hear him let out a small chuckle and it sounds a bit more like the Ishida-kun that I know, “Ichigo, I’m sorry for worrying you like that.”

“You saved my fucking life.”

“I love you.” Ishida-kun whispers it softly, closing his eyes as he holds Kurosaki-kun close, “I’d do anything to make sure you lived. I’m glad we survived.”

Kurosaki-kun holds him at an arm’s length and gives him a small smile, “I’m never letting go of you again, bastard. You’re mine, no one else’s. I love you more than… more than everyone else combined.”

With another laugh, Ishida-kun strokes his cheek and I can’t bear to watch anymore, ducking out of sight and trying to recollect my thoughts before running back down the stairs. I haven’t even descended one flight when the tears start. I feel bad. I feel bad about everything. For walking in on them during such a private moment, for not leaving immediately, for making them come to Hueco Mundo and almost die just to save me… for feeling these emotions for Kurosaki-kun, when I obviously can’t measure up to how much Ishida-kun loves him.

I trip over myself and run into someone. It’s Tatsuki, and I fall to my knees and cry, feeling guilty for being upset like this. Feeling guilty for loving Kurosaki-kun like I do.

“Hey…” I can tell by her tone of voice that she knows. She knows about them, and I somehow know that she had been trying to stop me from finding out, “Don’t cry like that… don’t get so upset over Ichigo. That bastard didn’t even know how you felt about him.”

But that doesn’t stop it from hurting. I cling tighter and after a moment, slowly get to my feet again and wipe at my eyes with a small laugh.

“I’m so sorry Tatsuki-chan! I… I really should be happy for them! They love each other so much, and…” I stop talking when I feel as if I’m going to start crying again.

“Come on… cheer up,” Tatsuki whispers, holding me by the shoulders, “Stop crying. We’ll go and do something to get your mind off it. We haven’t had lunch yet, what did you make today?”

Drying my eyes with the corner of my vest, I smile at her, “That’s right! I completely forgot about the sweet potato and peanut butter sandwiches I made for us! Let’s go and eat!”

It only works until the second half of lunch, when Kurosaki-kun and Ishida-kun walk into our classroom together. They stand close to each other, always within an arm’s reach at the very least and I try not to look at them. They sit together at Kurosaki-kun’s desk, which isn’t too far away from mine, and I can see even out of the corner of my eye, that Kurosaki-kun is running his fingers along the bandages that wrap Ishida-kun’s arm.

I can remember how Ishida-kun got those wounds. I don’t remember much of anything, because I was running around in the confusion too much to stay in one place and grasp what was going on, but I do remember the bits I had seen.

Ishida-kun’s bow was impressive. Even more powerful than back when we were in Soul Society and he had the glove to magnify his abilities. I remember running through the battle and healing the Arrancars that were hurt, and I only saw glimpses of it but I could feel the power. He had managed to take down one of the stronger Arrancars by himself, but that was when Aizen had stepped in. I had to drop to the ground to make sure I didn’t fall due to the sheer power of it, and after the feeling had passed the only thing I could hear was Kurosaki-kun screaming in what I then thought was anger, but now I knew it was fear.

“Inoue-san, would you please heal this for me? I’m afraid that blast took a bit out of me,” Aizen had said, with his smile that always made my insides freeze. I nodded obediently and crawled over to him, to be yelled at by Kurosaki-kun.

“INOUE! What the hell are you doing healing the enemy? Come on! Look at this!” I gasped when I saw the limp body of Ishida-kun held with his free arm, drenched in blood, but I couldn’t do anything else. I had to obey Aizen… I had no choice.

He seemed to notice this and after holding Ishida-kun’s body to him protective, he gently put him down on the ground and raised his sword, “You’re going to regret that, you bastard.”

I had never seen Kurosaki-kun get so angry in my entire life… it all made sense now. The amount of power that he seemed to gain just by seeing Ishida-kun’s body the way it was…

It must have been the power of his love that pushed him to killing Aizen.

I can’t believe I was so naïve… to think that I could ever be loved by Kurosaki-kun, when I can’t even love him as much as Ishida-kun does. But then, something inside me makes me feel… happy. Almost relieved to know that he has someone that is as passionate as he is. Tatsuki has always said that Kurosaki-kun had too much love inside him, but now… I think he’s finally found someone to accept it all, and to return it.

“Ishida-kun,” I called out, “Kurosaki-kun…”

Tatsuki watches me carefully as they turn to me. Even Ishida-kun’s glasses can’t hide the happy shine in his eyes and I feel moisture rising to my eyes again, but this time out of sheer happiness for them. Smiling, I bowed my head low and let out a small laugh.

“I’m very happy for you.”

Kurosaki-kun’s eyes widen and after a moment he returns the smile, his fingers curling around Ishida-kun’s unbandaged hand.

“…Thanks, Inoue.”

I watch them lean against each other slightly and close my eyes with a small smile. If they’re happy with each other, then… that’s more than I could ever hope for. As long as Kurosaki-kun is happy.