A/N: Well folks, this is the final chapter. I hope you've liked it so far. Thank you so much for hanging around so long, lol.

Enjoy the final chapter!

Orihime's POV

"I don't love Orihime." He spoke sullenly. I felt my heart shatter, and the odd white sensation in the middle of the room cracked into a million pieces.

"He… He doesn't…" I whispered to myself, feeling hot tears run down my face. Everything seemed so fuzzy and vague right now, but I knew what was happening. "Please… Let this all be a dream…" I mumbled to myself, feeling heartbroken.

Kurosaki-kun took out his zanpakuto, with a scowl on his face.

"Now I'm going to finish this…" He muttered. I jumped at his statement.

Finish what? He just said he didn't love me, is he going to kill me now too? I shuddered at the thought. He wouldn't… But then again, nothing's impossible…

"I have to believe in him…" I spoke quietly to myself. "I have to…" I pulled my body close, despite my shaking from my crying.

Kurosaki-kun lifted his zanpakuto high into the air, and swung down fast. I closed my eyes tight, ready to feel pain.

Only it didn't come. I actually felt a lot lighter. Like I had been chained down before, and now the chain was gone. I lifted up my head and opened my eyes to look at Kurosaki-kun. He gripped his zanpakuto in his hand, and looked at me with soft eyes. He took a step closer to me. I moved back, further away from him.

Why am I so afraid?

He frowned and dropped the heavy blade onto the floor. He extended his hand out to me.

"I'm sorry Orihime…" His eyes seemed to be full of guilt and pain. "I couldn't think of any other way to get rid of it."

What was he getting rid of again? I looked up at him with a confused expression.

"I still love you Orihime…" He spoke softly, putting on a weak smile. "For five lifetimes, I will always love you." He extended his hand out further. My eyes went big as I remembered my confession to him, before I left for Hueco Mundo.

I slowly reached out my hand to his.

I… Never want to let go of this hand… I thought to myself, feeling my cheeks heat up. I took his hand and there was a sudden white light, engulfing me completely.

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"No Ichigo-kun, not there!" I yelled out into the open, throwing my hands up in the air. "Huh?" I looked around confused. Was I just sleeping? I felt my face heat up.

W-What was I just dreaming about? I looked around to try and figure out where I was. I still feeling very sleepy, so I had trouble trying to determine my location, even though it felt familiar.

"W-We're back at my house." I heard a familiar voice speak out. I turned my head to find Kurosaki-kun sitting in a chair next to the bed I was in. His face appeared to be quite red as well. "What the hell were you dreaming about?" He asked, obviously embarrassed. I felt my face get even hotter. I flailed my arms wildly in front of him.

"I-I-I'm not at liberty to say?" I could remember my dream clearly, and it was way to embarrassing to repeat. "U-Um, I-I-I-It's way too embarrassing." I tried to make up another excuse. He seemed to only believe me a little bit.

"I'm not even going to ask… I think I have a good idea anyway." He mumbled, looking off to the side. I did the same, and I fell back into the bed. It felt comfortable and it smelled like Kurosaki-kun. I buried my face into the pillow, inhaling his scent.

"A-Am I in your room?" I asked quietly, speaking through the pillow.

"Yeah… Um, do you remember anything out of the ordinary?" He spoke, and I could tell he was trying to make it sound casual.

"N-Not off hand… Why?" I muttered into the cushion again. I didn't want to move my body or face at all. Just being here made me feel safe and… loved.

"No reason…" His voice sounded strained.

Liar.

"What's the last thing you remember?" He asked me another question. I lifted my head up from the pillow and took in a deep breath, starting to think back.

"Hmmm… I remember going to school… And talking to Tatsuki-chan about being tired." I told him, trying to see if there was anything more recent. "Ah!! School!!" I exclaimed, jumping out of the bed, only to have my foot caught on the sheet and I tripped and fell on my face.

Falling never seemed so suspiciously breezy.

I wasn't wearing any bottoms, except for my p-p-p…

"Ahhh! W-W-W-Why aren't I wearing…!?!" I pulled my shirt down, feeling immensely embarrassed. My face was really hot, and I didn't want to look at Kurosaki-kun now. "I-I have to get to school, but I can't if I'm not wearing…" I felt tears tug at the corner of my eyes. This was a bad way to wake up.

"O-Oi, don't cry…" Kurosaki-kun mumbled to me. "Y-You being gone one more day isn't going to hurt…" Out of the corner of my eye, I could tell he was glancing away, and his face was red as well.

"I-I've been gone more than one day? What have I been doing?" I asked feeling embarrassed, still sitting on the cold floor.

"Sleeping." He muttered back.

Then it hit me like a ton of bricks, and my heart felt heavy.

"O-Oh… Right." I stuttered out. I was slowly starting to remember Kurosaki-kun helping me, and saying that he didn't love me anymore.

I thought that was just a dream… I glanced down at myself, and noticed I wasn't wearing any of my clothing. I was wearing a large T-shirt, and upon further inspection, it seemed to be his T-shirt. Kurosaki-kun's shirt. "W-W-W-Why am I wearing y-your s-s-shirt?" I stuttered heavily, feeling like my heart was going to jump out of my chest. I looked up to him, letting my eyes be slightly hidden by my hair. His face only seemed to get redder.

"A-Ah, well, you see… Yuzu and Karin both refused to get something for you out of your suitcase, and I didn't think it would be appropriate of me or my dad to do it…" He mumbled his response to me.

But how did I get changed then? Please, God please let it be Tatsuki-chan or some other friend that did it. It would only be more embarrassing if Kurosaki-kun did it. Because then that means he saw my b-body…

"Ehhhh!!" I squeaked out, feeling insanely embarrassed now. I just wanted to crawl into a hole and hide there until I felt better.

"W-What?" He asked worriedly, looking at me with concern in his eyes. I pulled at the shirt I had on.

"I-I… W-Who… T-This?" I stuttered madly, not even able to form a sentence. His eyes went big and his face was completely red now.

"T-That was me… Sorry…" He mumbled. I put my head on the floor, feeling tears fall down my face once more.

At least it's not because I'm sad… I'm just so embarrassed! I sobbed, now feeling like running away from everything. Yes, I loved Kurosaki-kun, but him seeing me like that was just embarrassing! My heart wasn't ready for that!

"H-Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, sounding worried again. I looked up at him with tears clouding my vision.

"Y-Y-You saw…" I couldn't finish my sentence. He sighed heavily.

"Again, I'm sorry… No one else would, and Tatsuki ended up being out of town, so I couldn't exactly ask her." He spoke softly. He looked at me seriously now. I still felt embarrassed, so it was definitely impossible for me to be serious right now.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, getting up from his chair and moved to sit on the bed. He crossed his arms across his lean body.

"Still tired… But I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, or something…" I told him honestly, biting my lip as I spoke. Kurosaki-kun suddenly scowled and grabbed my chin, making my face resemble a fish's.

"Quit biting your lips. You're gonna make them bleed." He muttered, sounding irritated.

"W-Why does it matter to you?" I questioned him. "I do it all the time!" I spoke my mind, with my face still looking silly. His expression suddenly got sad.

"I don't want to see your blood being shed…" He grumbled to me, letting go of my face. I nodded to him, feeling my face heat up. "I'm glad you're feeling better though… Really glad." I bit my lip lightly again, feeling embarrassed from his kind words. I wasn't going to stop biting my lip, only because it was a bad habit. I just had to make sure it wouldn't bleed.

"Why don't you sit on the bed here? It's probably as cold as hell on the floor." He asked, breaking me out of my thoughts. I waved my hands frantically at him, my face as red as a strawberry, I'm sure.

"I-It's fine. I-I have my reasons…" I stuttered back to him. My main reason was because I was pant-less. I blushed hard at my inner reasoning. He scoffed at me and picked up my body, putting me in his lap once more, just like the other day at school.

E-Even more embarrassing!! How can he not be embarrassed as well?!

He hugged my body from behind. I felt hot breath travel down my neck.

"I'm really glad you're okay…" He mumbled into the shirt. "Now we can be together without any worries…" I felt my heart jump at his last statement. I touched his arms lightly, the ones currently encasing my body.

"I-Ichigo…" I muttered his name lightly.

"Hm?" He responded, his face now in my hair.

"I-I… Love you." He responded with a chuckle.

"Yeah, Hime… I love you too."

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