Hello all new readers! I figure you all might want to know a little bit about my story before reading it. I want to stay close to the story line, but it does venture off a tiny bit. As well as Orihime's character. She's got a little bit more of a spicy side in my story, and I have it so she doesn't make weird foods in this story.

***NOTICE*** - For those who don't follow me on my social media profiles(Twitter, Facebook, and my blog), I re-uploaded the whole story as I had been going back an re-editing the chapters. I edited grammar/punctuation mostly, and added in several scenes. I DID NOT change the story line, I ONLY added stuff in. Hopefully you'll all like the new version!

Underlined words in reviews means that it's thoughts. In regular writing anything in italics means thoughts.

Prologue

Orihime Inoue woke up to the sun pouring into her eyes. Her whole body felt heavy against the mattress. She moved her hand to shield her eyes but then realized someone was holding her. Unable to move at all, she opened her eyes, and turned her head to see what was keeping her from moving. To her surprise it was Ichigo Kurosaki. A very naked Ichigo Kurosaki.

Looking down at herself, she her panic seemed to increase to realize Ichigo wasn't the only one in his birthday suit. What in the hell did you get yourself into Orihime? Trying to remember what happened last night, and the only things that came back to her was going to a party at someone's house from school. She hadn't wanted to go, but Tatsuki insisted. Saying that all their friends would be there. The next memories that came back started to get blurry, but she could piece enough of them together to know what led her to where she was now.

I don't want to be here when he wakes up. Orihime thought, as she started to ease herself away from Ichigo. Carefully picking up his arm, she slid out from underneath it before setting it gently back down on the mattress. Sitting up, she immediately felt as if the world was spinning around her. Her head was throbbing. Rubbing her temples, she started collecting her clothes from the floor. Dressing quickly, she grabbed her purse, before she moved towards his door, and slipped out of the room without making a sound.

Stopping in front of his door her breath caught. What if I run into his dad? Or one of his sisters? Standing there for another moment, it didn't sound like anyone was downstairs. Walking down the stairs, she was happy to know she was correct. No one was up yet it seemed. Once outside, she grabbed her sunglasses from her purse and put them on. She walked away from the Kurosaki house, and started down the sidewalk. That's when tears started to overwhelm her. What happened last night? I wouldn't do something like this. Ichigo wouldn't do something like this. I know they were spiking drinks at that party, but I thought we were all being careful.

Thinking about it all made Orihime want to scream. That's just what she did after she crossed over a cross walk. She received looks from people opening a bakery she was passing, and some others on the streets. But, she didn't care. She rubbed her throbbing temples again, before sighing. Turning around, she walked back to the bakery. "Are you open?" She asked the person who was flipping over the open sign. However before they could answer, she moved towards the door. "Great. I want the largest cup of coffee you have."

Once back out on the street with a cup of plain black coffee in hands, Orihime sighed. She had no idea what to do now. She was angry, upset, and confused. Talking to Ichigo about what happened was out of the question until she could figure it out herself. Today we're supposed to go to the Soul Society. Can I handle that? Being near him the whole time? Sighing, she wiped the tears off her cheeks again, before sipping at her hot coffee. Turning to go down another crosswalk, this one would take her away from her house. But, she needed to do something before going home.

Ichigo POV

Hearing his alarm go off at six, Ichigo's hand shot out, and slammed down on top of his alarm clock. When it shut off, he opened his eyes, and his hand flew to his head. His head throbbed, and he was having a bit of trouble as to figuring out why. Slowly parts of last night came back to mind. He went to a party that Tatsuki insisted he go to. He remembered hanging out with his friends, and he remembered talking with someone and leaving with them. "Orihime!" He nearly shouted as the persons face became familiar.

His hand dropped to the bed beside him where it was still warm from where she had slept. His eyes widened when he realized he was naked. Dear kami. Please tell me we didn't- Even as he thought it, memories came back that told him all he needed to know. Groaning, he jumped out of bed. Grabbing his boxers from the floor, he slipped them on before grabbing his shorts. He was just slipping on his shirt when he noticed what day it was on the calendar.

"Damn it!" He exclaimed. Today he was supposed to go on an assignment to the Soul Society. There was a rather large amount of hollows gathering outside of the Soul Society, and they were planning on getting rid of them and trying to figure out why they were there. That's why he was waking up so early that morning. That means I can't go talk to Orihime. This is supposed to take up to a month. I don't want to talk to her about it with everyone else around. Meaning that I won't be able to talk to her for a month. He just gritted his teeth as he changed into his shinigami form, and jumped out his window. Heading for Urahara's shop.

A week later Orihime's POV

Orihime flopped down on her bed, and sighed. She was supposed to go with the others to the Soul Society last week, but she backed out. Of course they could have needed her, but that's what Retsu Unohana was for. So when she made up her mind shortly after leaving Ichigo's, she went to Urahara's shop, and told him to let the others know she wouldn't be joining them. He asked her why she didn't want to go anymore, and she just shook her head. Leaving without an explanation.

Now she could tell it was a good choice. She was in hysterics for days after that. Even now as she focused on the ceiling tears poured down her face. It has been a week yet she was still crying. Of course by now the tears just came and went as they pleased. It had been happening a lot over the past week. She would start crying all of a sudden. That's why she didn't go anywhere outside of her apartment. Though she did go for a small walk every once in a while.

She sighed again, and sat up. I don't need to be doing this. Just sitting in my apartment moping. I need to be strong. When Ichigo comes back I can't act weak. In fact starting today I will try my hardest to stop acting like such a baby. Now determined she got up, and walked into her kitchen. The place had been getting a bit messy over her week of staying in her apartment. Looks like I have something to start off with. She opened one of the cabinets, and pulled out a garbage bag. Time to clean.

Three weeks later, seven o'clock in the morning, September seventh

The shrilling ring of her alarm clock made her sit up groggily. Why can't I just throw my alarm clock away? Then all my problems would disappear. After shutting off her alarm she got up. She stretched a bit, then walked over to her calendar. The first day of her senior year started today. Even though it really meant the last year of the pains of high school. Well at least there is no more uniforms. She tried to cheer herself up as she walked into the bathroom for a shower.

After a twenty minute shower, she got out, and dried herself off. She wrapped the towel around her body, then she walked into her closet, and began looking through her clothes. Her looking got cut short as she started feeling a little nauseous. She had felt nauseous over the course of the past few days, and it was coming and going. Although this time she could tell it was coming and it wasn't going just by taking a few deep breaths. Moving back to her bathroom, she barely made it to the toilet in time, before the contents of her stomach made their appearance.

She continued throwing up until she couldn't anymore. Flushing the toilet, she leaned back, and sat on the tiled bathroom floor. It felt cool against her hot skin. One hand keeping her towel on, the other going to rest on her forehead. Breathing a little, she finally got up. The nauseous feeling seemed to go mostly away, minus a little bit of uneasiness. Brushing her teeth, she turned and went back to her closet. If I don't think about it, it's not real.

Since the school board had decided to loosen some of the strict rules the school had, dress code got taken down. Meaning that the students could wear what they pleased. Of course there were minor things that students couldn't wear, but it was much more free choice. She deiced on wearing a light green tank top, that seemed to show off her cleavage. She had gone up a size over the course of the past couple weeks. She also decided on wearing dark wash jean shorts, and white sandals. She wore a thin sheer white scarf that she used as a belt, and a gold necklace and bracelet.

As for her hair she began styling it differently over the last week. After days of counseling from Tatsuki she had gotten her hair cut, and it now went down to mid back. Something she was still getting used to. She also decided to part her hair to the right instead of the middle. Now her bangs hung slightly over her left eye. Feeling Satisfied with her appearance she left her bedroom to go to the living room.

After grabbing her navy blue school bag, white purse, and her phone she walked out the door. Deciding to skip breakfast. She walked out of her apartment, and to the parking lot outside. To her red Mercedes Benz. She sighed as she got in. All of this new stuff still seemed weird and unfamiliar to her still. Starting the car, she put her white sunglasses on, and began driving to school she thought about how she got some of this new stuff.

It was two weeks ago, when her grandparents came for a normal visit. What she wasn't expecting was their two gifts. One was a new phone and the other was a few papers. The papers explained that she now had rights to the money her brother left for her. Along with the money her parents had in their account, as they were now deceased. Both of the funds together was around a hundred thousand dollars. Most of the money came from Sora's account. So she bought a new car first. Having been wanting a type of transportation for a while, it just seemed to make sense. She bought some more stuff for her apartment, and paid off some debt she had on the place. She had around thirty thousand left.

Shaking her head as she got in the school's parking lot. After finding her usual parking spot she looked at the car's clock. It read 8:10. She was going to stay in the car, and wait until school started at 8:30, but decided against it when she saw two of her friends. She waved when they saw her, and she got her stuff together to get out of her car.

"What's up Orihime?" Tatsuki questioned as she and the other black haired girl got closer.

"Not much Tatsuki. Just exhausted," Orihime replied. She shut the door, and locked the car.

"Hello Orihime."

Orihime looked at the girl. Rukia. When Rukia had heard about Orihime staying, and she decided to stay herself. She had been questioned like Orihime, but she lied and said she was wanting to still protect the human world. But, she was really interested on why Orihime didn't want to come with them to the Soul Society.

"Hey Rukia," Orihime greeted back with a smile. "How is living by yourself going?" She asked as the three girls began walking to the school.

"Well it's going good so far. I have learned how everything works and that makes it so much easier," Rukia replied. She moved out of Ichigo's closet after he left, and stayed with Tatsuki. But a few days ago she rented a apartment. One that she and the other shinigami could use whenever they were in Karakura Town. Which was rather often.

"Are you ready to see him?" Tatsuki asked Orihime, changing the subject.

Orihime sighed, and looked up at the sky. "Tatsuki I know you think things will go back to normal, but I don't think they will. I know I have been working on not being a baby anymore, and it has been going okay. But, I am just not ready to talk to him yet. I also know that my idea of avoiding any kind of conversation with him will not last, but it's all I got."

"You will have to talk with him sooner or later. Why not now so you can get it over with?" Tatsuki asked.

"I'm just not ready," Orihime repeated, before sighing. "Look instead of playing twenty questions about my life can we talk about something else?"

"Well let's talk about you abusing the new no dress code rule," Rukia suggested with an eyebrow raised.

"I am not!" Orihime exclaimed with a laugh. "How am I abusing the new rule? Everything's covered."

Tatsuki laughed at that. "I think she's referring to your boobs Orihime."

Orihime looked down, and sighed heavily when she looked up. "Trust me, it's not like it's intentional. I went up a size over the past couple weeks. Which makes no sense at all."

"Well it could make sense," Tatsuki murmured.

"What was that?" Orihime asked, having not heard what Tatsuki said.

Tatsuki shook her head. "It's nothing Orihime."

They got to the school doors and walked in. After picking up their schedules in the front office, they walked up to the roof. Since no one was up there they went to their usual spot, and sat down.

"So it looks like we all have the same classes except for sixth and seventh period," Tatsuki said as she compared their schedules.

1st period- Literature, 2nd period- Biology, 3rd period- P.E, lunch, 4th period- World History, 5th period- Math, 6th period- Orihime and Rukia Art / Tatsuki Fighting, 7th period- Orihime Photography, Rukia/Tatsuki Cooking

"I think we can make it without seeing each other besides it will only be an hour apart," Orihime told her.

Tatsuki gave them back their schedules. She put her own in her bag. "I bet I know who our classmates will be," she looked to Orihime. "He will probably have the same classes as us as usual."

Orihime just nodded. It's not like it can be helped. They sat on the rooftop and talked for another few minutes, before she checked the time on her phone. "We should probably go ahead, and head to our first period. We have three minutes. We should make it just in time."

They got up, and the three of them began walking to Literature. Once inside of the school building Orihime put her phone in her purse, and took her sunglasses off, and played with them in her hands almost nervously.

"Have you got it yet?" Tatsuki asked.

Orihime frowned, and crossed her arms. "Got what?" She countered. Even though she had an idea of what Tatsuki was talking about.

Tatsuki sighed. "Have you got your period yet?"

Orihime shook her head. She was supposed to have her period last week, but it never came. "It's not like it's a big deal. I have been late before."

"But, Orihime you have never really had sex before either. So this late period is kind of a bigger deal than your other times," Rukia told her.

Orihime sighed, and played with her sunglasses some more. Rukia and Tatsuki were the only ones who knew about that night. Being that they were the only two she could trust. But that also meant that they were the only ones hounding her about it as well.

They were only a few feet from their classroom so Tatsuki grabbed Orihime and Rukia to stop them. "Orihime you need to take a test. You might be pregn-" she was cut off by the minute bell.

Orihime watched as the students that were in the hallway disappeared into their classroom. She looked back at Tatsuki and Rukia. "I know I am worried about it too. If I don't get my period by Wednesday I will take a test. Okay?" When Tatsuki and Rukia nodded, they turned and continued towards their class. Don't look at him if he is any there. Well at least don't look him in the eye. Stay composed and collected. The second the three girls walked into the classroom the bell rang signaling the start of class. Orihime's eyes immediately flew to the teacher. "We're not late," she said to the teacher.

The teacher sighed. "Just take your seats," she told the three girls.

Orihime nodded, and she looked for open seats. There was one seat by the windows. The only bad thing was that Ichigo was sitting a row away from the seat. Orihime get a grip. This doesn't mean you have to talk to him. She thought to herself, before she looked for other seats, and noticed two seats spread across the classroom. She pointed the seats out to Rukia and Tatsuki then the girls began walking to their seats. After Orihime set her stuff down next to her chair, she put her sunglasses into her purse. The person next to her was Uryu. On the other side of him was Ichigo. How did the teacher manage to get Ichigo and Uryu to sit near each other?

"Okay class since this is the first day I will just be passing out papers, and go over some rules," the teacher-who's name tag read Mrs. Tora Mori- began passing out papers. She looked fairly young.

The class stayed silent as Mrs. Mori passed out papers. When she finished, spoke to the class for a few minutes on rules, she declared the rest of the period as "getting acquainted with each other" time. The class came to life then. Orihime remained sitting in her seat, avoiding eye contact with Uryu as he stood up from his desk. She noticed out of the corner of her eye that both he and Ichigo had got up to walk towards the back of the class.

Why- Her thoughts were cut short when she noticed Ichigo looking over to her, and she cut her eyes away from him. Waiting for a moment, she continued looking around. Seeing Chad joining Uryu and Ichigo. Before noticing they were going to speak to three very familiar people. Toshiro, Rangiku, and Renji. What are they doing here? She thought, as she turned to look back at where Rukia's desk was to see Tatsuki and Rukia were motioning for her to come back there.

She got up, and walked back to Rukia's desk. "Did you need something?"

"Yeah did you know anything about Toshiro, Rangiku, or Renji being here? I knew Ichigo was coming back today, but I didn't think they were being stationed in Karakura Town again," Rukia said, her eyes glancing to where the others were. (Tatsuki knows about shinigami)

"No, I was going to ask you that. Maybe they are here to help give more protection to this city. Because there has been a lot more hollow attacks here," Orihime replied. She put a hand on her hip. "I need to go to the library soon. I promised to help the librarian with some stuff."

Rukia frowned. "Orihime we still need to talk about this."

"Rukia last time I checked you weren't angry with the other shinigami. In fact you are not really angry at Ichigo either. You're just a bit mad because of the thing with Orihime and him," Tatsuki told her.

"You know we can go talk to them," Orihime said at last. "I just don't have to talk to Ichigo."

Rukia got up, and the three girls moved in the direction of where the others were. Orihime trailing a little behind Rukia and Tatsuki. She picked up on some things some guys were saying as they walked by. Knowing they were just some of the school jocks. They were making comments on her chest area. Which she just sighed and let it roll of her shoulders. Sure they were sitting a few seats away from where the others were, but she could try and ignore them.

"Class," the teacher said, getting their attention. "I'm stepping out for a couple minutes, I'm leaving the door open, so behave."

After the teacher left, they finished walking to the others, Rukia spoke first. "Hey guys," she greeted the others.

"Hey Rukia," Renji greeted first.

"Why didn't you come with us to the Soul Society?" Rangiku questioned.

Rukia smirked. So we are cutting to the chase. "I am pretty sure I made myself clear when I said it before. I wanted to be the one who stayed here to protect the human world."

"What about you Orihime? What's your reason?" Rangiku asked, her eyes going to the orange haired girl next to Rukia.

However Orihime wasn't really paying attention to what the others had been saying. She had picked up on the jock guys continued conversation about her. She heard more about her chest area, and other areas of her body. One comment about how they'd like to take her home made her clench her fists. Turning on her heel, she marched right over to the jock guys. Stopping beside the one that made the last comment, she reached over and snatched his hat from his head.

"Hey, what the-" the guy stopped when he saw who it was. A grin stretching out onto his face. "What's going on baby girl?"

"First off," Orihime started, her expression showing she was angry. "I am not your "baby girl". Second, I don't appreciate hearing your inappropriate comments about me."

"Ohhh," one of his friends said, before laughing. "She's mad now."

"That's the best way to have them," the other friend said.

Orihime glanced over at the other two jocks. "You two idiots need to go take your side comments somewhere else." Hearing that, the two glared at Orihime.

"Okay," the guy said, his eyes went from his friends to Orihime. Reaching out to grab her hand, he grinned. "You're feisty. I like that- ow!"

Suddenly Orihime had grabbed the hand he had been reaching out to her. She had moved, and bent thumb back as she pressed a pressure point. "Don't you dare try touching me again," she told him, before a smirk lifted onto her face. "I had an older brother who was twice my size, and we used to wrestle when I was younger. I had to learn how to get the upper hand somehow."

"I thought you lived alone," the guy said through clear pain in his voice.

"I do," Orihime said, her smirk still on her face. "That means that I've got to be able to protect myself, and I can do a damn good job of that." Then she released the guy, as soon as she did the guy held his hands together.

He glared at Orihime then. "Who do you think you-"

"I'm the girl that you and your two buddies over there thought you could get away with saying such repulsive, inappropriate, and nasty things about," Orihime interrupted him, before she leaned closer to his face. "I don't want to hear another word about me coming out of any of your mouths, understand?"

The guy and his two friends nodded quickly. Orihime set the guy's hat down on his desk then, before she walked back over to her friends. Stopping beside Rukia, she crossed her arms, and frowned.

"Way to go Orihime," Tatsuki said, grinning at Orihime.

"You sure told them," Rukia added, smiling. "What were they saying about you?"

"Nothing worth repeating," Orihime replied, her frown remaining on her face. "Just things that no respectable man should ever say about a woman."

"Anyway," Rangiku said, after moment of silence. Her eyes remained on Orihime. "You never answer my question."

"What was the question?" Orihime asked.

"Why didn't you go to the Soul Society with us?" Rangiku asked.

Hearing the sound of the teacher coming back in the room, Orihime turned her head to look to the teacher. Looking back to Rangiku then, she offered a smile. "I'm sorry. Can we get back to this later? I need to go somewhere."

"In the middle of class?" Uryu questioned.

Orihime nodded, as she turned. "I have to go to the library," was all she said, before moving to walk away. She walked to the teachers desk, and talked to her for a moment. When the teacher nodded she walked to her own desk, and grabbed her bag and purse. Going back to the desk, she took the note the teacher had wrote for her to leave and go to the library.

Once she left the classroom, she slid the door closed behind her. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. Hearing her phone buzz from inside her purse, she pulled it out as she started down the hallway. Noticing she had one new text message, she frowned when she didn't recognize the number. Clicking on it anyways, she read the message.

Unknown: We need to talk Orihime.

Freezing after she read that, Orihime leaned back against the lockers. Closing her eyes, she sighed. Even though it said unknown she had a pretty good idea of who the text came from. Ichigo.

A few days later, Friday, September eleventh

They were in third period P.E now. Everyone was already dressed out, and waiting on the field for the coach. Everyone except for certain orange haired girl. Tatsuki and Rukia had hardly been paying attention to what the others were saying, both had their thoughts on where Orihime was. During second period, she had got up and left in the middle of class, and didn't return.

"Did she say anything about where she was going?" Tatsuki asked.

Rukia sighed, as she looked to Tatsuki. "Tatsuki no matter how many different ways you phrase the question I am going to have the same answer; I don't know where she is."

Tatsuki crossed her arms. "Sorry for caring."

Rukia yelled out in frustration. "Oh my god Tatsuki! I care, but you can't keep asking the same thing."

"She's never late to a class," Chad said.

"Let alone walk out during the middle of one without an explanation," Uryu added, thinking of how odd it was for Orihime to just leave last period.

"She is never late. Sh-" Tatsuki stopped when she felt her phone vibrate. She pulled it out of her pocket, and looked at the text. Feeling relieved when she saw that it was from Orihime.

Orihime: I need a favor….

Tatsuki: Why aren't you here? Why did you leave last period? And what is the favor?

Orihime: …

Tatsuki frowned, and began typing in Orihime's number.

"Tatsuki the teacher will be out here any minute," Ichigo said to Tatsuki. His eyes going to the gym doors where the teachers would walk through any second.

Tatsuki shook her head as she lifted the phone to her ear. After listening to it ring for a few seconds Orihime picked up.

"Hello." A weak voice said followed by the sound of someone retching.

"Orihime!" Tatsuki exclaimed, turning away from the others then, as she spoke in a lower tone. "What's going on? Are you throwing up? Where in the hell are you? I-"

"Tatsuki," Orihime's voice stopped Tatsuki from rambling. "I said I need a favor."

Tatsuki frowned, but nodded her head. "What do you need?"

"I need you to go by the nurses office. Ask if she has any-" Orihime paused, and the sound of her taking a deep breath was heard. "-pregnancy tests. Meet me in the bathroom on the second floor."

Tatsuki dropped her phone then, and if it weren't for Rukia catching it the phone would have dropped to the ground. She took the phone back from Rukia after a moment, and put it up to her ear. "Right. Rukia and I will be there in a second. Don't go anywhere." Tatsuki closed her phone. She grabbed Rukia's arm then. "Come on we have to go."

Rukia pulled out of Tatsuki's grip. "Woah, just tell me what's going on first?"

Tatsuki noticed the others were listening and sighed. Orihime is more important. "Remember that thing Orihime has been thinking about all week? She needs us to go and talk with her about it," she explained to keep the others from knowing.

That was all Rukia needed to hear. She began running with Tatsuki towards the school.

Five minutes later at the bathroom

Rukia and Tatsuki came into the bathroom to see Orihime leaning against the wall breathing a little heavy. She looked to the two girls as they came in. "Got it?"

The two girls nodded. Tatsuki gave her the test, and leaned against the wall to catch her breath. Rukia leaned back against the bathroom door to make sure no one would come in.

Orihime went into the stall, and nearly a minute later she flushed then walked out. The test facing down in her hands. She looked at the two girls. "I don't even know why I took this test. I think I am pregnant. This morning I woke up, and I couldn't put on my converse shoes. They wouldn't fit. I looked at my feet, and their swollen. My breasts went up a size. I started throwing up too." She began silently crying, and she closed her eyes.

"How long do you have to wait?" Rukia asked.

"The box said five minutes," Tatsuki answered for Orihime, as it was clear Orihime wasn't planning on saying anything.

The remaining four minutes were spent in silence, the only sound was Orihime's sniffling. When the five minutes were up she turned the test over, and opened her eyes to look. Only to start all out sobbing at the result.

Rukia moved away from the door, and walked to Orihime. She looked at the test in Orihime's hands. Her eyes went wide. "Orihime you're-" Rukia just stopped. She couldn't say it now that it was confirmed.

Tatsuki understood what she needed to do. She grabbed a few sheets of paper towels and she took the test from Orihime, wrapped it up, and threw it away.

Rukia had a hand on Orihime's shoulder, unsure on what to say. She picked up on someone being outside the door. Someone probably heard our conversation. "Orihime someone is-"

"I know Rukia. Either way it will get out. I can't hide it forever," Orihime told her. After another moment, she finally controlled her sobs, and went to the sink. After washing her hands she got her bag and her purse from the ground. "Come on we should just go."

Rukia grabbed Orihime's arm. "I thought you would be more upset about this."

Orihime looked at her. "Believe me I am upset. But, I just need to breath and make it through the rest of day, if I stay here and cry I won't be able to stop."

Rukia nodded her head at that, and the three girls left. Going downstairs, before leaving outside for gym. When they got outside the coach had everyone silently stretching. Since it was so quiet, that's what made it even more noticeable as the girls walked over. Rukia and Tatsuki immediately jogged forward to join the rest of the class. Orihime, on the other hand, just crossed her arms, and walked right past the coach(Coach Betts), and continued towards a bench. Not bothering to hide her face. Which still had traces of tears, and her eyes were red showing she had definitely been crying.

"Inoue why aren't you dressed?" Coach Betts asked. When she ignored him he blew his whistle. "Inoue are you listening?"

"Because I don't want to!" Orihime yelled, as she turned her head back to face him. She watched the surprised expression at her raised tone appear on his face. Turning her head forward, she just moved and sat down on the bench. She put her school bag down, and put her purse on her lap. It was almost as if she was trying to cover her stomach. Which she was.

Coach Betts saw the look on Orihime's face, and immediately let it go. He knew something was up, and he turned and murmured something to the female coach(Coach Wells). Before continuing with the class.

Orihime watched as the class was instructed to start running. Coach wells walked over to her then, and sat down next to her on the bench. "What's wrong Orihime?" Coach Wells questioned, her tone soft and gentle, unlike the rougher tone of Coach Betts. She already anticipated that Orihime didn't need anyone yelling at her right now.

"I don't think I can participate in P.E class anymore," Orihime said, tears welling up in her eyes at the thought. "At least not like heavy physical activity."

"Why not? You are in fantastic shape?" Coach Wells asked.

Orihime moved her hands to try and wipe the tears away from her eyes. "I can trust you right?" She questioned, and when the coach nodded, she sighed. "I can't participate because I think I'm-" she paused, and took a deep breath before continuing. "Pregnant."

Coach Wells didn't freak out at the news, she placed a hand on Orihime's shoulder. "Did you take a test already?" She asked. Orihime nodded. "I think the best choice for you now is to go to the doctor as soon as you can. They can help you with whatever questions and concerns you have. As for your grade in class, we can figure it out. You can do a few things for a while. Like when the class is running you can walk. But for today you can just sit out," Coach Wells said, as she stood up, and walked away.

Orihime sighed again, and looked at the class. Her eyes focused on Ichigo. He was running beside Chad and Uryu was on the other side of Chad. The past few days have been successful when it came to her avoiding him. Of course the fact that he was in all of her classes except for Art didn't help. In her Photography class she didn't have any of their other friends in the class with them. So it was harder to ignore him then. But they got to choose their seats so she sat next to another quiet girl, and far enough away from Ichigo.

She continued to scan the class until her eyes caught something. Two- blonde and brown haired-girls were whispering to each other, and pointing at her. Great so the rumors start now. Well I guess they aren't rumors anymore.

A/N: I have been meaning to start a Bleach fanfic for a while. I hope you all enjoy this one. I hope Orihime isn't too OOC for you guys. I'm trying to keep her mostly the same. My favorite part was when Orihime was telling off those jocks. Maybe now that she's pregnant that kind of gives a little explanation to her little outburst. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter!

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