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here comes chapter 4 :)

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When I wake up, my head hurts like hell and my eyes won't open. I'm laying flat on my back - on the floor probably. I try to breathe, but there are fingers keeping my nose shut and suddenly a mouth is enveloping mine. Air is pumped into my lungs and back, and I groan.

The mouth and fingers disappear immediately and I feel hair tickling my face.

"Thank god he's breathing again! Jag! JAG!!", someone's calling out next to my ear and that's fuckin' LOUD! I tell them to shut up, but
they seem to ignore me.

"Jag! Thank god! Shh, don't speak, looks like you bit your tongue!"

I bit my tongue? Now that you mention it, I do taste blood in my mouth. What the hell happened?!

"Sir, a family doctor lives around here, do you want me to get him?", some vague deep voice says.

"Not necessary, I'm a doctor. Just someone get a first-aid kit and a cell-phone, please!"

The voices are kinda distant. I need to know what's going on here!

I try to open my eyes again, but it still doesn't work, so I slowly sit up, but there are these hands on my shoulders, pushing me back down.

"Don't Jag. We don't know if something's broken!"

"Doctor, here's a cell-phone and a first-aid-kit. What do you need?", the deep voice again says.

"Gauze compress, please. That wound on his leg is hemorrhaging. And the cell-phone, thanks." There's silence for a moment, then the person - the doctor? - continues speaking. "Yo, Ishida! Hurry and send me an ambulance! Come yourself, if you can, Jag and I got into a car accident. ... No, I'm not hurt, no one but Jag is injured. The other car absconded... Yes... Yes... I know! I'm taking care of it. You know that street with all the restaurants? ... Yes, there. Now hurry! Just come alone, if that's quicker. Bye."

Somehow the voice has a familiar ring to it. Where did I hear it before?

Ulquiorra? No. Wrong direction. Very wrong.

Who else could it be? And realization dawns on me. Didn't he just call me Jag?

"Ichigo, is that you? Are you hurt?", I say and my voice sounds raspy.

"Yes, it's me, Jag, I'm fine, but don't move, I'm trying to stanch your wounds here."

Wounds?

"Can you talk with that swollen tongue?", he wants to know. I nod and stars explode in front of my eyes. Note to self: Moving the head hurts. Meaning: DON'T MOVE YOUR FUCKIN' HEAD!

Ichigo grabs my hand as I groan in pain.

"If you can, please keep talking, Jag, so I know you're conscious."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Tell me about people you trust." Damn psychologist, this isn't the moment for a session!

"You can't help it, can you, Ichigo", I sigh.

"Come on, tell me", he urges and can feel his fingers shoving my shirt up and pressing against my side.

"What are you doing?", I want to know.

"You got a deep cut there. Tell me when you can't take the pain anymore." And he continues pressing.

"Don't even feel it", I mutter and immediately regret saying it, because Ichigo's voice is suddenly a pitch higher.

"What do you mean, you don't feel it!", he demands and I quickly answer.

"I can feel your fingers, don't worry, but it doesn't hurt one bit."

I can hear him exhaling slowly. "Alright", he murmurs.

"Ichigo. Can you help me open my eyes?"

"Sure, wait." I can feel slick, probably bloodied, fingers in my face. Ichigo carefully pushes the eyelids up and I can see a blurry version of
Ichigos worried face and his ridiculously coloured orange hair.

"So who do you trust?", he asks.

I snarl. "Fuckin no one. People can't be trusted. Turn your back on them, and they stab a knife into it."

He lifts an orange eyebrow. "So you never let your guard down?"

"Of course not. At least not when people are around."

Something seems to delight him, because suddenly he smiles gently. "But you slept in my office, Jag, remember?"

Silence. He's right. I did. What the hell.

"Whatever", I snort and avoid looking at him. "What was up with you anyway, back then?"

It's his turn to fall silent.

"You practically laid on me, remember?", I tease.

"It wasn't on purpose. I was just watching you. And then fell asleep and probably bent forward while sleeping", he defends himself angrily.

"Why did you ask me to sleep there anyway?"

He smiles again. "I wanted to show you that I was worth your trust. And it worked, didn't it?" He smiles triumphantly.

I'm beginning to wonder if I'm so easy to read for everyone or if it's just him.

We're interrupted by a siren though. And that siren's loud. Like, very loud. Damn. My head hurts again.

"Thank god, finally", Ichigo says and waves. "Here, Ishida!"

I don't dare turning my head towards the stopping ambulance, but a second later there are already two pairs of arms lifting me up onto a stretcher. My head bumps against it and my vision turns black.

"Can you handle him, Kurosaki? I came alone. One of us has to drive."

"Ishida, it's fine, you drive, I take care of Jag. Thanks. Let's hurry."

It's the last thing I hear, before I'm out again.

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