This...drabble would not exist if it had not been for a certain someone (yeah, you know who you are!). I am still a major IchiHime fan, but this exactly 100 words drabble invaded my mind. And I am not certain...but I think there might be more of these drabbles later. I am going to immerse myself in IchiHime fics now.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Which is a good thing right now because I would definitely...*looks around*...addinamajorhichihimekissingscene.
Bold: Hichigo
Italics: Ichigo
Both: Both
He was here. He was in her apartment. He was in her room. He was by her bed.
She could feel her body tremble as he reached out to touch her.
She shrieked.
She had to get away. If she didn't, he would destroy her.
She made a wild dash for the front door. Her anxiety made her clumsy. She fell in a heap five feet away. Scrambling to her feet, she ran forward.
If only he were here. He would wake her from this nightmare.
Two feet away.
But no. He was her nightmare.
And he had caught her.