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"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master..."

― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

Tokyo, Spring 2017

"Okay boys, let's race to the beach," Orihime calls out to her sons as she gathers the material of her white cotton peasant skirt. Her sunset hair flies in the wind as she lightly jogs towards the direction of the water. Twin spikey orange heads bobs up and down as her two boys race to the park, large, goofy grins on their faces. They run as fast as their little legs can possibly carry them, giggles and laughs escaping their mouths.

They tumble on the soft sand, falling over each other clumsily. They dissolve in a fit of giggles as a small wave of water rushes over them. They scramble up to move away from the edge of water.

Orihime stands up, a smile lingering on her face. She looks around with a small frown on her face. She spots a familiar spiky orange head, covered in beach gear, struggling to make his way down the beach. She giggles as he trips and comes rolling down, an assortment of things flying from his hands.

"Boys, let's go help daddy, okay?" she looks to her twin boys who are the spitting image of their father with the exception of her large grey eyes and smile. They nod in unison.

Ichiro turns to his brother, "Bet I can beat you there."

"No you can't!" Kenji responds loudly. They race each other to their farther, shoving each other. Soon, they both fall to the ground, fighting each other, their previous mission forgotten. Orihime sighs, and rolls her eyes, marching to them.

"Please, boys, stop fighting, or you'll be in trouble with your father," she pleads with them, pulling them apart.

"He started it!" they yell in unison as they point at each other, sand in their hair. Orihime smile, shaking her head as she dusts the sand out of their hair.

"Orihime-nee!" Orihime turns around and spots a dark haired girl, rushing towards her.

"Kumiko-chan," Orihime smiles softly,

"Onee-san!" they boys shout, breaking from Orihime and running to their older sister, tackling her to the ground.

Orihime looks up and sees Rukia and Renji carrying beach gear, waving. She smiles and returns their waves, getting up to meet them.

"Ohayo Kuchiki-chan, Abarai-kun."

"Ohayo Inoue-chan, did you wait long?" Rukia asks her. Orihime shakes her head.

"No, we just arrived here, same as you."

"Where's Ichigo-kun?" Renji asks, his weirdly shaped eyebrow lifts up, or Orihime assumes that they do.

"Oh, he's back there," she turns to point to a struggling Ichigo with beach gear, his anger mounting higher and higher with the equipment. She frowns, "He needs help, I think. I'll be back."

"Oh don't worry about it Orihime-chan, I'll help him," Renji offers, putting down the things that he held. He jogs over to Ichigo to offer his help, laughing at him. Soon, an argument ensues between the both of them. Rukia releases an exasperated sigh while Orihime bites her lower lip in worry.

Tatsuki comes up behind both of the arguing men, landing a punch in Ichigo's face, and elbowing Renji in the jaw, rolling her eyes. Ulquiorra follows behind her, oddly dressed in swim shorts and a short sleeved, button down white shirt, which is unbuttoned, revealing sharply define pecs and abs.

Tatsuki makes her way towards Orihime and gives her a large hug. "Tatsuki-chan! I'm so glad that you and Ulquiorra-san could make it!"

"What? And miss Ichigo struggle to put up a beach umbrella? Never," she laughs.

Orihime reaches down and touches Tatsuki's flat stomach. "I can't believe you're pregnant!" She squeals, unable to get over the surprise her friend dropped on her a few days ago.

"I still can't believe you're dating Ichigo again," She replies sourly, folding her arms.

"Tatsuki-chan, it's been 4 months, I'd thought that you'd be used to it by now." Tatsuki pulls her in a tight grip.

"I'll never be used to. I can't forget how he's treated you."

"Neither can I. But my heart's healed. And he's spent 4 years proving to me that he's worthy of my love. Besides, I love him, and we all know that love makes us do crazy things. Like wearing a blue knee length chiffon dress with a tiara to a Halloween party." Orihime smiles and nudges Tatsuki referring to last year's Halloween party.

Tatsuki smiles, a blush dusting her cheeks as she looks back to Ulquiorra. "Yeah, I guess I can understand that."

Orihime feels a tugging on her skirt, she looks down to see Kumiko and her large 6 year old eyes staring up at her. "Yes, Kumiko-chan."

"Can we get snow cones?" she asks softly, her violet eyes pleading.

"Of course we can! Come on, we'll get some for everyone." Orihime leans down and picks the little girl, placing her on her hip and making her way to the snack bar. Once they arrive to the snack bar, Orihime puts Kumiko down and furrows her brows in concentration as she thinks of what everyone would like for their snow cones. "I think I'll have 3 blue raspberries and ah!" she's pushed forward. She grabs on to the counter to brace herself.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Kumiko yells at the guy who bumped into Orihime, her face indignant.

"Oh Kumiko-chan, it's okay, I'm sure he didn't mean to." Orihime smiles as the burly guy who bumped into her.

"Yeah, so shut up, you little twerp," he tells Kumiko.

"Hey don't talk to me that way you oaf!" The little girl screams and kicks at him.

"Kumiko-chan, don't call other people names, it's not nice, and sir, I would appreciate if you would refrain from insulting my daughter as well. She's only six."

"I don't care. This little bitch needs to learn some manners."

"Excuse me? What did you just call my child?" Orihime asks, astounded that an adult would use such language against a child.

"You heard me, I called her a bitch, just like her bitch mother. What are you going to do about it?" He asks, shoving Orihime.

Kumiko growls, and rushes at the man. She then sinks her teeth into his fleshy calf. He howls in pain, lifting his fist to hit her.

"No!" Orihime yells, running into the man, grabbing on to his arm. "Kumiko-chan, run!" she tells the girl. Kumiko releases the man and runs out of the shack. The man knocks Orihime off of him, reaching for Kumiko. Orihime extends her leg, tripping the guy. She scrambles up and leaves the shack, not running nearly as fast as the six year old.

She can hear the man, yelling after her, chasing her and Kumiko. She sees her friends, and relief washes over her like a wave of cool, refreshing water.

Kumiko makes it to Ichigo, pointing towards Orihime and the fact that she's running. Orihime sees him change from his cheery disposition to a man rising from the pits of hell. He charges towards Orihime, his hands balled in fists. She ducks as his fist moves and cracks across the man's jaw. She rushes to Kumiko, gathering the small girl in her arms.

"Are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?" she asks her, checking the girl.

"Kumiko-chan! What happened? Why is Ichigo-kun fighting that man?" Rukia asks, kneeling besides her daughter.

"He pushed Orihime-nee, so I bit him and he tried to hit me, but Orihime-nee stopped him and he called us bad words." Kumiko excitedly recounts the event.

"He what?" Rukia shouts astounded. "Inoue-chan, are you alright?"

"Hai, I'm fine, but I'm concerned about Ichigo-kun," she turns around spotting the fight which has more people joining in, rather than trying to stop it. Apparently, the man had friends and Renji and Ulquiorra joined the fight. Orihime didn't think that Ulquiorra was one much for fights. However, the longer he hangs around them, the more fights he's been in.

Orihime tilts her head as she watches Ichigo fight on the behalf of her and Kumiko. She will never like to admit it, but she always gets a warm feeling inside of her when Ichigo fights for her. Don't get her wrong, she is far from a violent person, but she loves that feeling of danger; it excites her.

She feels the edges of her lips curl up in a smile as she watches Ichigo's strong form as he reels his fist back and releases it repeatedly in the man's already bloodied face. Ichigo's face holds no exertion, just pure fury. It might be weird, but watching him fight, she can feel herself falling in love with him.

They hear the shrill sound of a whistle blowing. They all turn their attention to the policemen heading their way.

"Oh no," Rukia groans, palming her face. She scrambles up, calling out to the men. "Come on guys, we have to go! You're going to get arrested," she tries reasoning with them. "Kumiko-chan, get your brothers and go to Arisawa-chan, okay!" Rukia tells the girl, rushing over to the men. Orihime follows her, rushing to Ichigo, pulling him off the nearly unconscious man.

"Ichigo-kun, we have to go. The police-"

"Hey you! Wait! You're under arrest!" the policemen yell. Orihime squeals, running away, pulling Ichigo along with her. Renji runs ahead of them, scooping up Kumiko and racing to his car. Orihime and Ichigo scoop up their boys and rush to their car, expertly strapping them in.

Orihime gets, in her seat, looking out the window, seeing Renji and Rukia already peeling out of the parking lot and Tatsuki and Ulquiorra hopping into their car.

"Are you ready, Hime?" Ichigo asks her. She looks back to her sons, and their giggling faces, excited by all the violence, happy for the action. She turns back to Ichigo loving warm brown eyes, feeling her face break into a smile.

"Yeah, let's go."

Broken

"They did it for love, and sometimes love makes us do the irrational … even the inexcusable."

― Melissa de la Cruz, The Van Alen Legacy

The End.