Hey y'all! *waves and smiles* Thanks for giving this story a chance! This is an AU fic, meaning alternate universe, and I apologise first if the characters were OOC. Specifically, Orihime would seem a bit OOC in the beginning, but it would be explained later. Well, I got the idea from a Korean drama series which I really liked, but I would be changing the sequences! This is an Ichihime fic, people, so if you don't like Ichihime, don't get angry!

This first chapter is dedicated to copperheadfightingninja! She is such a darling! She gave me so much encouragement! Seriously, people, you would not realize how long her account name is without typing it! Go check out her stories if you haven't, cuz she's AMAZING! And I did not just say that because I am her beta!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, which is probably a good thing, or it would be horribly drawn!

"We're gonna be late!" yelled a passengers on the coach, as it swayed from side to side. The coach was zooming on the road, overtaking every other vehicle it came across, which caused the long vehicle to swing from side to side, which made the passengers within even more nervous.

Inside the long, large vehicle, all thirty passengers were sweating profusely, nervousness written across their faces. Most were praying and panicking at the same time. Every time someone looked at his/her watch, all passengers would scream, "We'll miss the flight!" Every time the coach swayed from side to side, all passengers would scream, "We're gonna die!" Every time a piece of luggage fell from the shelves, all passengers would gasp in horror. If there were a "Most chaotic scene of all times" competition, this would have come first. "We're gonna be late for our flight!" yelled another man, who was sitting next to a wman who was breathing through a paper bag.

"Everyone, please calm down!" shouted the driver. He had shoulder-length brown hair, and his grey eyes sparkled with desperation, as his bangs fell between his eyes. He shouted again, "Please have faith in our local guide, my sister! She would definitely stall for us!" Speeding at 120 km/h, and negating all the street lights, he silently wished, Orihime, please do your best.

"Where are they?"Meanwhile, at Karakura Airport, tapping her heel worriedly on the floor, an auburn haired beauty murmured in frustration. "They were supposed to check-in 30 minutes ago!"

A monotonous voice called out,"This is the last call for the flight JA-767 to Tokyo. All passengers please take notice."

Orihime gasped at the broadcast. Just where were her brother and the customers? If the passengers miss their flight, it would be bad for their travel agency's reputation! Whipping her head around, Orihime tried to catch a glimpse of them. Seeing none, she gave out a frustrated sigh, and began running towards the departure gates.

Suddenly, she fell down on her knees, and began wailing. Two air stewardesses who were just passing instantly dashed to her side, and asked "What's wrong?"

Orihime pretended to hiccup, and answered unsteadily, "Darling… He left us -hiccup- for Tokyo! He left us.. Me and his baby!" While choking out these words, Orihime crawled her way to a counter, and latched herself firmly on it. "Please! I just want to see him once more! Just once more before I die! Please!" begged Orihime, as the chief of the airport arrived at the scene.

Kurosaki Ichigo was in a poor mood. His eyebrows were furrowed together in annoyance and aggravation, and the scowl on his face was scary enough to drive away even the fiercest of savage animals. He scratched his scalp below his orange hair, with so much force that he scratched off a few hairs already. However, he had all the reasons in the world to back his anger up

His flight still hadn't taken off twenty minutes after the scheduled time. His father was lying on his death bed, asking for his niece. His cousin, a.k.a the aforementioned niece, had disappeared, as it had been for the last twenty years, after the Kurosaki family disowned her mother. Added to the fact that he hadn't been in a fine mood ever since his mother had died, Kurosaki Ichigo had every reason to be in a foul mood.

And now, he had a girl clutching tightly at his seat, unwilling to let go.

The girl had barged in from the Business Class seats, yelling "Darling! Where are you?" and such. She was followed by two nervous-looking flight attendants, one of which seemed to have cried recently. From the looks of it, she probably had been searching the whole plane, starting from the Economy Class seats. When she arrived at his seat, which was located at the front end of the aircraft, she fainted and took a death grip on it. The attendants tried to tug her away from his seat, but to no avail. Her hold was simply too firm.

A blue flower-shaped hairclip had dropped from her hair and slid away as she fell on the floor, and Ichigo could see her hand, the one which was not holding onto his seat, move about frantically on the floor to search for it. However, she kept her eyes firmly closed, pretending to have fainted. When her hand reached her hairclip, she bent her fingers around it, and held it in her hand. At the sight of this, Ichigo bent down to whisper in her ear "Your gig's up. I've got you. Now stop wasting everyone's time."

Her frame twitched a little at his comment, but she made no observable sign of giving up. So, Ichigo took out a pen, and began prying her fingers away from his seat, one at a time. He did not care if he would hurt her. Such outrageous acts deserved such forceful measures.

At the time around ichigo started working on the fifth finger, yells of "We've made it!" and "God bless the girl!" came from behind Ichigo. Apparently, a tourist group which had been late could get on the plane just because of the girl's wild escapade. At the sound of the people, the girl instantly let go of his seat, and allowed herself to be carried away by the attendants. Her long, auburn hair obscured her face from view, but Ichigo had a feeling they would meet again.

"Seriously, Orihime... You have got to stop entering situations so carelessly… You may get arrested the next time, you know…" said Sora, as he drove the coach back to the Karakura Town Square, slowly and carefully this time.

"Don't worry!" answered the girl in a cheerful, bubbly manner, "Orihime will always put others in front of herself, and work to her very best efforts!" She pumped her fists in the air, as if cheering herself on. "We don't want our customers to miss their flight, do we? They were such nice people too!" As she remembered her thirty new friends who had just departed, her eyes shone in joy and accomplishment.

"I'm so sorry, Orihime… We have to move from place to place so frequently, and now you even have to be an illegal, unlicensed tour guide…" His dark grey eyes shone of sadness, and averted her light grey ones.

"Nii-chan! Don't be sad! I am happy that I can travel to all kinds of places! Some people don't get to go overseas their whole life, you know! And I have already been all around the Earth in all kinds of transport! I can speak in so many languages now! I am grateful for the unique experience!" The girl answered in shock, trying desperately to cheer her brother up. She ended her sentence with a clap in front of herself, signifying gratitude. Unlike what most people would have thought, the girl was sincere and was not in the slightest bit sarcastic, and her brother acknowledged that.

"Thank you, Orihime… For lighting up my world." His lips pulled into a soft smile, and his eyes shone with love and care.

"You're welcome, nii-chan!" replied Orihime, even though she had no idea what her brother had meant.

After getting down the plane and getting over customs, Ichigo exited through the gates and found a green-haired woman already waiting for him.

"Nel, how's dad?" asked Ichigo, as he got inside the limo, signaling the driver to start driving.

"I'm sorry to say that President-sama had not been faring well. The doctor said that unless he had the will to continue on, he would… die in a few days' time." The green haired beauty replied. There were two distinctive red marks on both sides of her face, and her look was that belonging to a relative of a near-death patient.

Worry and desperation were written across Ichigo's face. It was held in a scowl, and his eyebrows were knitted so closely together that it seemed that they would not break apart in centuries to come. His hands were held into fists, so tightly that veins are popping up. In his eyes was a swirl of worry, of desperation, and of fear.

As soon as they had arrived at Kurosaki manor, Ichigo leapt off his seat, and rushed to the front door. As soon as it was opened, he resumed running, flinging open door after door. His run was desperate, like that of a rabbit which was running away from a predator.

He flung open one last door, which revealed a large room with a large bed in the centre. Beside the bed was all kinds of medical equipment and monitors, which were constantly beeping and flashing. One particularly worrying monitor showed that his heartbeat had slowed down considerably. Another showcased the immense amount of medication currently running in his system. A man was lying on top of the bed, with all kinds of tubes and machines attached to his body. He had a breathing mask on, and he appeared quite lifeless.

"Dad…" murmured Ichigo, as he walked over to the dying patient. "How are you?"

Kurosaki Isshin answered weakly, "Ichigo… Did you find her?"

Ichigo's face turne down as he answered, "Not yet… Sorry, dad…"

Kurosaki Isshin turned to a large, black-and-white photo on the wall. In it were a man, a woman, and a baby. All of them, even the baby, had a large grin on their faces. The man's eyes are slitted, and he had white hair. He was holding the bby in one arm, and held the woman, presumably his wife with the other. The woman had a well-defined face, and though one cannot see from the black-and-white photo, her long, strawberry blonde hair made even her icy blue eyes seem warm. She had quite a large bosom, and she must have been proud of it, since she deliberately let her top hang loose around it.

Isshin continued, in a sorrowful tone, "Twenty years ago, when I heard of my sister, your aunt's pregnancy, I immediately disowned her. And I hve been regretting the decision ever since. As the head of the family, I could only think of the reputation of the Kurosaki family… I was such a disgrace. Ichigo… Find her… Or Rangiku and Gin's souls won't be able to rest in peace!"

"I will, dad… I promise." Answered Ichigo seriously. Then, he slowly made his way out of the room, allowing his father to rest.

Once he closed the door silently, he found Nel waiting out of the room for him. She was holding a photo in her hand. No doubt, those were his aunt and uncle and baby cousin in that photo. "It was taken about nineteen years ago… Just before the earthquake which killed Rangiku-sama and Gin-sama. It was taken during the town fair." said Nel. Everyone was smiling brightly in that photo, oblivious to the tragedy that was going to befall on them.

"Thanks, Nel. Now try to track down those who are in this photo and ask if they have any information on my cousin." Said ichigo.

"Okay. And you don't need to thank me… I'm your secretary; I get paid to do these things, right? Oh, and don't forget, you have to fly back to Karakura first thing tomorrow. There's a meeting with Abarai Catering." Answered Nel, and with that, she strode away, murmuring something about "town square" and "renovation department".

Ichigo went down the hallway, and entered his room. He plopped down on his bed, not even bothering to undress. He merely loosened and then threw away his tie. He glanced at his clock, which said 1:00a.m.. He lay on his bed, his brain fully saturated with numerous thoughts. Hang in there, old man, he thought. I will definitely find her. He repeated the vow to himself, as determination flooded into his eyes. Don't die, Dad… Karin and Yuzu still need you... I need you too… And with these thoughts, Kurosaki Ichigo drifted off to sleep.

"You're from Hong Kong too? As fellow Hong Kong people, I will provide the best service there is!" Orihime chirped in Cantonese. She handed a card to a man, who was obviously a traveler. On the card were the words, "Inoue Orihime ­­­– The Best Local Guide of karakura Town", along with the phone number of Orihime. The travelers seemed to be interested, but answered, "Thank you. I will think about it." Throughout the day, Orihime would repeat such acts in other languages, using other countries or regions. Occasionally, she would switch to "I used to live there when I was little!" or "I would provide a special discount!", but no one accepted their guide offers. However, she kept smiling no matter what. She just kept on trying and trying. However, as night fell and the tourists began to leave, Sora and Orihime were forced to cease working for the day.

"Ugh! What a slow day. No customers at all!" grumbled Sora, as he and Orihime walked back to their home. He and Orihime had been diligently trying to get customers for the whole day,

"It's okay, nii-chan! I would work even harder tomorrow! We would surely get customers tomorrow!" exclaimed Orihime, as she danced around her brother while walking towards their home. Despite the "slow day", as her brother puts it, she still had a huge smile plastered on her face. Her auburn locks twirled around as she moved about, making her look like an exotic fairy.

Sora's eyes darkened a bit at the word "tomorrow", and he suddenly appeared to be deep in thought. His hands were inside his pockets, and he kept his gaze on the floor. However, Orihime was oblivious to her brother's thoughts, as she began talking to random objects along the sides of the road. Her bright laughter rang soundly in the night, merry and full of joy.

So... How do you like it? Please review! Flames would be used to toast marshmallows, and people who review would get cookies! Actually, I planned to write ths fic later, but after I saw this extremely creepy lady in the streets, I just have to write to calm my nerves! I cannot promise weekly updates for this fic, but I assure you that I would not leave it unfinished! I like the pairing too much to do that!

If you want me to put characters into this fic, tell me! I have not decided which characters to use yet! And sub-plots would be great too!

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