A/N: There are three stories about this pairing, I'm attempting to make fourteen stories about this pairing, because this is my fourteenth favorite pairing.
Title: Skipped
Rating: T/M
Summary: Well, this doesn't really have a a summary, it's just a drabble. I'll write a lemon about them soon..
Pairing(s): IkkaMizu
Warnings: I tried, I did my best...
"I don't own bleach." Talking
I honestly don't. Thinking/Flashback
"What would make you think I do ?" Stressed words
Alrighty then let's start!
In this story we look at a young couple, they were lying in each other's arms, sleeping through the sunrise.
They're exact opposites of each other in almost every way, other then being male and female, their characters were clashing.
Like fire and water or some sort of that cheap, cheesy bullshit people use to describe a relationship.
They were just two people, one was madly in love with the other and the other... the other just took advantage of the one.
But did the one care? No, because she finally got what she wanted, this guy in her bed.
A loud beeping disturbed her from her sleep, her long brown hair stuck to her face as she pushed herself up. The sunlight made silhouettes through the vertical blinds on the wall.
She watched as they swayed back and forward slowly. She moved her head to the side, watching the muscular bald man sleeping next to her.
"Good morning, Darling." she greeted softly, but he heard and groaned. She giggled as he rolled over to a lounging position with frustration, he was tired..She could tell.
"What time's it?" he yawned. She looked over his head to the alarm-clock, it read 'ten-thirty'. The annoying beeping sound that woke her up continued ringing her ears.
"Well, I'm not gettin' outta bed, I'm way to tired f'r that."
Mixuho protested, "Hey, I'm tired too. But we really have to go to Kendo-club."
He growled, that damn Kendo-club and those helpless little kids. You have to discover a fucking way to spend your free Saturday-mornings, but whatever. How did he have to make money?
"How much time do I have ta rest a lil'?"
"An hour," she answered, "but I know better ways to spend that hour." she said seductively.
"Oh, do ya?"
She bit her lips as she moved closer to his face, "Mmhm." she nodded, just one inch closer...
Their lips met in passionate lip-locking, moving their lips in perfect sync. He slipped his tongue in her mouth, playing with hers.
She cupped his face and grind herself against him.
Her naked form moving against his, she moaned at the feeling. Her hair fell over her shoulder, brushing against his face.
"Let's just skip the whole thing, they'll be just fine without us."
"Whatever ya say."
A/N: Ha! In yer face FF!