Forget about me
Chapter one: Breathlessly yours
Rukia: 15 years old(later on 18)
Ichigo: 17 years old(later on 20)
Renji:17(later on 20)
Bleach is not mine, and will forever never be mine. All the characters are from the Bleach series and do not fit with the setting of the real series.
It was raining hard out side, like it was yesterday, but she knew she was not suppose to be there. Trudging along, she fell into a puddle and cursed her luck. She couldn't believe it was already over. It was like as if she didn't have much of sanity left in her after he left her there. Ichigo. He had left her only five days ago, after just that night.
"Flashback" They were at the same park she was in, but in a much happier mood. It was around sunset and they were sitting on the swings as he hummed her favorite song. All she could hear was his soft voice humming. 'His voice is so calm, it sooths the scorching touch of the sun on my back', and all I could think about was when he could ever hum that to me in my ear, while we slept together. Trailing my feet on the ground while the swing slowed, I noticed he had already stopped and was looking at me. Not the kind of look he gave me when I got scared or when he was joking with me about my drawings. It was the same look I wished he would give me when I fantasized him and me together. He slowly got off the swing, making the swings ting and clatter when he left it. He was taking small steps as if he was afraid I might run from him and I got confused. I looked down on the lap to hide the blush coming to my cheeks as he neared me and I wished and hoped that this was real. I clenched the chains and I started to sweat. ' Why I was nervous was a mystery unknown to me ' I never got nervous but here I was shivering like a little kitty.
When he finally reached my swing, he leaned on the pole and stood there, as if waiting for the exact perfect moment. He breathed in sharply and turned to me with a smile.
" Do you remember the day we met Rukia", Ichigo asked. I nodded cause I couldn't say what my mind was telling me to do.
" I remember like it was yesterday " He stopped as if to think even farther. " You were the weirdest girl I ever met. You were the first one to come up to me and say that my hair was the coolest and that you wished you were as cool as me". He smiled again at me and I lost my breath.
" At that moment I thought, she likes my hair, and I tried to stay away from you, thinking this was going to be a one of the moment kind of friendship, but you always came back with lunch and we always met here". He stopped and pointed at the swings. I laughed, feeling very stupid and young, but oddly cheerful by the fact that he thought of me. I jumped off my swing and twirled around, stopping when he came near.
" I still think your hair is cool," I giggled. He turned with a smirk and walked toward me with his hands in his pockets.
" Well I think your hair is cute," he whispered as he came in front of me pushing a stray piece of hair behind my head.
I gasped. This was the closest Ichigo has ever been to me and he looked at me like me loved me? I didn't know what to do so I stood still, in shock I guess.
His hand trailed to my face and then to my chin and lifted it to him. Getting closer and closer until we kissed. Ichigo was kissing me I screamed in my head, but I really couldn't think. He was a gentle kisser, but somehow I knew he was a passionate lover. I tried to muffle a moan as he pulled me closer and slipped his tongue in my mouth. My hands that stood limply by my side grasped his shirt and I tried to grab onto something. His lips were rough, but it was soothing to my lips. I felt like it was a need I couldn't resist. After what seemed like eons, he gently pulled away. I whimpered, and I realized what a fool I looked like. My breaths were in pants after the long kiss and when I glanced at him he was in the same state. I blushed, and he smiled at my modesty. He entwined his long, warm fingers into mine and pulled me close, surprising me with his closeness to me. My hands on his chest felt the beat of his heart and, I tried hard not to think about the defined muscles on his chest, but it left my head as I spread my hands onto him and felt him stiffen. I looked up to see a surprised look on his face. I quickly tried to remove them, but his hand held mine and caught my lips with his own. This time with more passion that I couldn't stop the moan that came with it. I knew I wanted more, and fought him for dominance. He soon dominated my mouth, but he made me want something more. He awakened something, but I didn't care if he awakened Frankenstein, at that moment. He pulled apart, ad I tried to make sure he knew that I didn't want to stop.
"Ruki…a," he whispered. I stared into his eyes. " He head came down to my face and whispered it to my mouth the words I've been waiting for.
"I love you" I couldn't believe it. Not in my wildest dreams would he ever say that. Becoming bold, I slipped my hands into his hair and pulled him down to my face, just inches away from my lips to utter, what I thought I was never going to use. "Aishiteru.
From that moment on, the next few minutes were a blur. He carried me to the playhouse. Kissing me furiously, like I was the woman he couldn't get enough of. I kissed him back just as much, trying to show him just how much I loved him. We finally made it there and I wrapped my hands around his neck and he pushed me up as my legs wrapped around his waist. He kissed me on cheek and whispered on how he loved me the moment I said he was cool. Kissing my throat as he trailed down, nipping it and leaving his marks on where he was. I unconsciously moved and he hissed as I felt something come to life. He came onto me quicker than ever, and the next moment, we're on the floor naked, our clothes in the corner mixed with the sand. He was on top of breathing and me hard as he used his hands to touch me everywhere. He kissed me deeply, and left me unsaited as he ventured lower until he came to my breast. I blushed and tried to cover myself, but he removed it and gave me the sexiest look. "Mine," he whispered.