A/N: Hiya! :P

And here we are!

A new Hichi/Ruki fic. :X

I've been wanting to write one for a while but

I've been so happy that it slips my mind.

Or just carelessly dull I could say... :D

Well...when I'm feeling particularly sadistic and angry

I tend to write Hichi/Ruki.

When I crave a little bit of crazy and something

peculiarly psychotic. :X

This is a bit of darkness I'm very much into.

The totally psychologically deficient type. :)

So this is for all of you who enjoys it too!

Tehe~!

My moodiness tends to show on my writing and

well as you all can see they tend to swing a lot.

And this is a dive into the deep end of the chasm.

Have fun! :X

Disclaimer: Kubo Tite (you dork!) owns Bleach (tm) I'm only using his

characters for entertainment purposes and I am making no money

from this at all. :D

†.Prologue.†

Lose a little bit of innocence and you loose all of it.

†.00.01.†

She used to say that and I never wanted to believe. She's screaming again and I pretend not to hear her. Release was what we wanted and he was going to give it to us for free. That dangerous smirk was a guarantee. Absentminded caresses pass back and forth as he stared me down with golden eyes. His very presence was magnetic and I don't stop to think why he chose me. Or rather that I chose him.

It wasn't important anymore. Nothing mattered now.

The dark beat of the music envelopes us, the heat of his body making me thirst. He reaches out and his long fingers get caught in my damp hair. His hand turning into a fist as he tugged gently but sharply at the clump he held. His smirk growing wider, his eyes burning.

I will not ask him will you love me? Not this time. Sharp, incongruous, distorted sound of my own voice. I hear it and she quiets down. I feel her tears streaming down her cheeks–our cheeks. He's still smirking, yellow eyes dancing in unabashed glee. His skin hot against my neck and he moves closer. I shut my eyes, my lips parting, elation seeping through my body, filling me with a distinctive smoky flavor. It's all around me and all around us the hazy neon lights flash iridescently casting luminescent shadows of pink, blue, purple, and lime.

Danger…

My voice-our voice, crackling and distant hisses next to my ear and I take no heed. My hand move on its own touching his sinewy arm, his hard shoulder, just touching and he lets me. The look on his face: happy indulgence and I carry on. Entranced, feeling the outline of his chiseled jaw with the tips of my fingers, running them through his white hair damp with sweat. Handsome, achingly so and it makes my heart clench for the briefest moment of hazy recognition. But he's smirking again and I'm caught up in the moment. Too tired to notice any significant meaning, too busy in feeling my flushed body and the heat all around us. Too preoccupied by the overwhelming desire to be nearer than we are now.

He wants, he needs. He's tugging at my hair again and the sharp pain was made even more delicious with the feel of his tongue on my neck. His lips brushing my collar bone oh so gently before his teeth catches the strap of my tank top. His hands were wandering down as he moves even closer, his hair on my neck now. So close and his smell heightens the heady feeling that's making my body limp.

Don't!

I ignore the shrill scream of the discordant voice as I enjoy the feel of his calloused hand against my skin. I want to kiss him and he seems to have felt it as he tilted his head up to meet my gaze. Without even pausing to think he was pressing his lips on mine. Hungrily, possessively. I wrap my arms around his shoulders as I open my mouth to his probing tongue and a tiny dot of a pill touches mine. I smile as he kissed me deeper more incessantly urging me to swallow.

We're gonna go down, down the rabbit hole. Without hesitation I slip it on my tongue and let it slide down my throat. It doesn't take long until we're spinning and kissing and touching. The neon lights were messed up. There're bunny shapes floating around me, dust and smoke mingling in a hazy mist. Magical.

Everything was wonderful.

Everything is wonderful.

He's calling me now.

He's waiting.

I'm stumbling, reaching for him.

"Wait for me! I'm coming!"

She's screaming again and I still pretend not to hear her. He will save us now.

Thanks for reading! :)

I think this'll be short but not so sweet. :X

I won't be writing long chaps...but I always change my mind so who knows! XD

So what do you think?

Is it interesting enough to continue?

Thanks again!

-kimchi-