Well, hello there. I have never written a fanfiction for this fandom but I wanted to try! So, I was watching Mr. and Mrs. Smith and thought hey- I could make this into a fanfic thing. Soo- I had it in my mind for so long wondering who I could pair. It dawned on me, this ship is my fav. since one is so nice and the other like polar opposites. It was cute in my mind how I could play this out so bare with me! and I hope you guys like this!
"How did you two meet?"
The soft waves began thrashing at the shore, covering the sounds of bombs being detonated. I stuck my hand into my pocket, knowing I had to check into a hotel- I needed to find somewhere where I could sleep for the night. I was like a cone in public here, I saw the red doors to the building from the beach up. I slipped my sandals on, walking up to the stairs.
I entered the building, my sunglasses rang a bit in my ear as I saw the three soldiers enter directly after me- I skid low, entering the bar. A waiter passed me eyes confused,
"Dos cerveza por favor?"(Two beers, please.) His eyes lit up at my Spanish nodding, as I took a bill from my fingers and placed it into his shirt pocket, "Y un plato de comida?" (And a plate of food.) He smiled a bit, taking his tray he left me to find a seat. I looked around, seeing a free table with an already bent newspaper. I walked slowly, seeing other foreigners looking angry and frustrated. Who traveled here with the conflict?
I sat in the seat, pulling up the paper.
"Busquen todos la gente sin papeles!"(Look for everyone without papers.) My ears perked at this, as I flipped my newspaper hearing them shout at each other. I heard my plate being slammed on the table as I looked up. I folded my newspaper, looking him in the eyes. His brown glare intimidating,
"Aquí está su plato y una cerveza, señor."(Here is your plate and a beer, sir.) His nose wrinkled a bit, as I smiled to him.
"Muchas gracias."(Thank you very much.) He left as quickly as he came leaving me with a plate- it was half eaten. I smiled looking at the table, two beer sat at my table. I took one, tearing off the cap- chugging it. I felt the small metal key in my mouth brushing my teeth, I bit it, sliding my tongue up. I swallowed my beer, holding the key on the roof of my mouth. I took a napkin, patting my face. The key landed on my lap, and just like that I moved it to my pocket. My leg sizzled a bit, as I stood up. Slapping my newspaper over my seat. I smiled a bit, moving quickly out of the bar, I went to the front desk.
"Una habitación?" (A room, please?) The man lifted his brow to me, "Oh perdón soy de Colombia?" (Exuse me I'm from Colombia?) He shrugged, folding the booklet.
"Se pintan el pelo naranjado ahí?" (They dye their hair orange there?) I smiled to him, sucking in some air.
"No. Es que me moví a los estado unos meses pasado," (No. It's that I moved to the states a few months ago.) He nodded ruffling about taking a pen handing it to me,
"Firma a que por favor?" (Sign here, please?) I did, quickly sitting back. He looked at the name, handing me the keys, "Tenga un buen día!" (Have a great day!)
"Ah... A usted tambien!" (Ah... you too!) I stashed them in my pocket, keeping my hand busy. The front doors were thrown open, and I saw her. Long toppling hair- held back a bit by two small blue pins, her hair so vibrant- so unusual in its orange hue that curled to her breast. She wore a tiny yellow bikini bottom, with a large gray shirt covered her. A large straw hat that I thought would have surely have flattened her hair, she held it over her stomach- it with a multicolored purse, she must have bought it on the beach? Her brown eyes large with a glint of shine in them, cheeks bright and lips plump with her skin fair. She looked about the room for a moment, before taking a step forward.
"Senorita!?" (Young lady!?)
"Senorita?!" (Young lady?!) She didn't stop, did she not know Spanish? She pressed her eyes closed until a soldier took her by the shoulder. Her eyes grew large at the touch, as she shook her head.
"No. No." She let out, even her voice was gentle- she sounded shaken.
"Por favor ensena los sus papels?" (Please show us your paper?) He waved to more men behind him, I saw them approach and saw her eyes grow larger, as she looked at the hand over her. I stepped forward,
"Perdon? Señor- esa es mi esposa?" (Pardon, Sir- she's my wife?) The man looked to me, "La dejé en la playa , así que podría registrarnos en el hotel." (I left her on the beach so I could go check us in.) He looked at her, as she pressed her lips.
"¿No oyes las explosiones?" (Do you not hear the explosions?) He squinted his dark eyes to me,"¿De verdad vas a dejarla allí?" (Are you really going to leave her there?)
"Ella quería comprar esa bolso antes de volver a casa." (She wanted to buy that purse before we went back home.) I pointed to her purse, and he rolled his eyes. She looked confused, just as he pushed her back a bit, as she gave them a horrified look. She slowly made her way to me, as I reached out my hands taking her into a tight hug, she must have understood as she wrapped herself around me,
"Por favor senor, cuidar de ella." (Please sir, take care of her.) I only noticed she was not very tall as I held her, 5ft 2in to be exact. I nodded to him just as another bomb detonated, shaking everything around us- her grip over me tightened letting me give a slight smirk, "Ella es joven, no me gustaría ver lo que algunos haría con ella." (She is young, I would hate to see what someone would do to her.) I brought her head close to me, kissing it.
"Muchas gracias." (Thank you very much.) I pulled my arm over her arm, leading her away.
I let her into my room, as we both entered, I kept the door cracked as we both leaned on it- listening. She was so delicate as she moved, slowly pulling back strands of hair tilting her head on the door. I heard an entire squadron rush out, as she smiled. Her teeth were so white, I felt dumbfounded at her looks. She caught my amazement, reaching a handout.
"Orihime." She cocked her head a bit. "Orihime Inoue." I took her hand, seeing it now. It was tiny,
"Ichigo." She nodded, moving her attention away from the door and completely to me. I closed it behind her, "Ichigo Kurosaki."
"Was it the same for you?" I crossed my leg, tilting my head.
I crossed my leg, tilting my head.
I moved my hand to my face, rubbing my cheek.
Boom! The ground shook, as his hand slipped over my stomach. Why was he touching me? His eyes widened as I looked to him.
"We should leave- the bombs you know?" I smiled, seeing his hand rough over my skin.
"Are you scared?" He squinted his eyes to me,
"I do not want such a beauty to be hurt in the crossfire." I shrugged a bit, pulling my legs up. My head moved to the side a bit,
"I need to go to the restroom." He gave me a smirk,
"Do you want me to join you?" I shook my head, placing my hand over his cheek,
"No… I need to go. You and wait for-" I moved my fingers, low to his chest. I winked, standing from under him. "Check in. I'll be there in no time." He nodded, pushing himself up. He sped quickly away, as I waved him off. What a prick?
"Like hell, I am going there." I gritted my teeth, looking down. He ruined my yellow top- I rolled my eyes, looking at the small shack house.
I looked back, seeing him gone. I hated men who were afraid of nothing.
I looked at the lady in the shack, her eyes perking as she looked to me.
"Ahh sweetie, what happened?" I tossed my beer can to the beach, pressing my eyes.
"He touched me." I shook my head a bit, moving a hand to my stomach, "All he wants is sex, and honestly, he is just a-ugh!" I stomped the ground looking at her, she tilted her glasses eyeing me.
"I meant did you get him to go to the hotel?"
"Tatsuki!?" She gave a giggle at my complaint,
"I'm joking-I'm joking!" I pressed my lips, "Here?" She reached under the counter tossing me a large shirt.
"Thank you," I whispered I pulled my head in the shirt I pulled it wiggling it low. I pulled my hair out letting it move around me. I sucked in a breath looking at her, "What do I do now?" She took a briefcase out from under, she moved her thumbs popping it open. She pulled two things out handing me my pins.
"Here." I took them, sliding one into my hair holding the other in my mouth as I adjusted my hair. "I was told you have to have sex with him."
"Really?!" I whined, seeing my pin fall to the ground. I moved down, picking it up. I looked at her, "He's so sloppy!" Tatsuki face grew in horror, "I mean it! He licked my face- and his augh-!" I gagged a bit as she shook her head,
"Don't tell me that?!" I shrugged,
"You don't have to do it!" She crossed her arms over her chest, "I feel like a cheap prostitute.." I lowered my head, just as she let out a smile I always knew about. "What?" Her smirk ran over her lips, "What?!" I slammed my fist on the counter as she moved her face closer to me,
"Today is the day!" I jumped with joy,
"Really?!" She nodded, "Really?!" I landed on the ground, holding my hands over my head, "I will get over sex then!" She shook her head,
"I was joking! You don't even have to sleep with him again!" My eyes grew, as I reached into the shack pulling her shirt forward, she looked down to my hands in surprise,
"Don't you lie to me!?" She was cheeky but almost never joked.
"He's already gone." I let out a sigh, squishing my face. "All you need to do is go to the hotel and check in as two." I took my final pin, placing it in my hair. She took an ugly hat out handing it to me,
"Leave it there?" She nodded, going back grabbing a purse- tossing it to me. I caught it without batting a lash, "And keep this for sport?" She scoffed to me, as I slid it over my wrist,
"Go on. Remember we have hiking on Tuesday?!" I let out a sigh,
"I thought we had rock climbing on Tuesday?" She shook her head to me, reaching a hand and smacking my head,
"You always act like some dumb kid with me don't you?" I lifted my brow, smile falling from my lips.
"Can't have you seeing something scary." She waved her arm away from me,
"All of you are the same with me. Even you?" She pulled her newspaper up, skimming it.
"See you Tuesday!" She moved her arm slowly waving me away.
The city was crawling with soldiers, I saw them use force to those who looked foreign. I had to get to the hotel or I would be in trouble. It wasn't hard they had a procedure of asking the men, and leaving most of the woman alone. The ones who were older, young girls were searched. Completely searched. It wouldn't be hard, just had to look old. I looked at the door, quickly crossing the street, pushing the door open. I looked around for a split second, taking a step forward.
"Senorita?!"(Young lady?!) Ughh! I rolled my neck a bit, hearing someone scream after me, "Senorita?!" (Young lady?!) I don't know why they didn't send someone who was this young when they know what's going on here?! I continued walking until I felt a hard grip on my shoulder as I turned to see the soldier behind me. I pressed my eyes closed,
"No. No." Should I act scared or tell them off? I shook my head, I had to look dumb! I wasn't hired for this-
"Por favor ensena los sus papels?" (Please show us your papers?) He waved to more men behind him, I rolled my eyes shaking my head. Just as I heard a strong voice speak out,
"Perdon? Señor- esa es mi esposa?" (Pardon? Sir- that's my wife?) I moved my head seeing him move his gaze to me, He was walking my way, orange hair, tan- with an angry look on his face? Honestly, I did not know that look, He was handsome, tall his brow eyes. He was wearing a white button-down shirt, green swimming trunks, and sandals. Why did he seem so unreadable, why? I saw him let out a small smile seeing my frustration, "La dejé en la playa, así que podría registrarnos en el hotel." (I left her on the beach so I could check into the hotel.) The soldier looked to me, as I pressed my lips together. I was no one's wife, he was picking up on my age.
"¿No oyes las explosiones?" (Do you not hear the explosions?) He squinted his dark eyes at him as he held me in place,"¿De verdad vas a dejarla allí?" (Are you really going to leave her there?) He was so strange- he looked charming and his accent was so perfect. Was he a citizen?
"Ella quería comprar esa bolsa antes de volver a casa." ( She wanted to buy that purse before we went back home.) He pointed to my bag, as I pushed it behind me, the last thing I needed was a search check, The man pushed me forward, and I knew he was their commander. He let me go, as I walked to the stranger. I had to act like the dumb one, or rather annoyed. He moved his arms around me, bringing me into a tight hug. I felt his kiss on over my head, just as another bomb set off. I heard glass break as I held on to his side. They continued speaking, as I saw the soldiers finally leave. I let out a sigh, until I felt him grab my arm, and pull me away. He pushed open a door, allowing for me to go in first as he followed. He was a gentleman even in these moments. He cracked the door, listening. I moved back my hair laying my head on the door.
"Encuéntrala?!" (Find her?!) I smiled hearing this, I felt eyes on me as I looked over to him. He looked confused, did I do something? I moved up my hand to him,
"Orihime," His looks sharpened as I was closer, he looked even more handsome. "Orihime Inoue." He took my hand, in his large warm one.
"Ichigo." He let out a small chuckle, I was staring I knew this but he looked so- "Ichigo Kurosaki." Unreadable.
"How did you two meet?"
"Work." He rolled his eyes a bit, looking down at his shoe.
"Vacation." Her voice perked up looking to him
I hate translating and well it took forever. I think it was longer than actually writing it all. Ohh, by the way- nothing to Colombia but you know it was the first country in my head. Well, let me know if you want to read more... Less translating and more story! Imma keep writing so I hope to hear if you want to see more of this!