A/N: It's been awhile, ne? This is just a drabble that came to my mind as I was trying to go to sleep one night, so instead of going to sleep right away I had to write this before the bunny got away (and before I got lazy again). I should be writing my other stories, but my bunnies don't like having to do work for long periods of time (A.K.A. I lost my motivation to continue them unless the inspiration comesto me, which hasn't happened for someof them for a few months or years). Sad indeed... Anyway, please read, enjoy, and review.
Phase?
Does anyone know how some of the crazy shit that comes along in our lives even happens? I sure don't. All I know is that it sucks.
I love that girl. That woman. She's meant the world to me for years and I would give my life for her. Her beautiful ebony hair, those large blue eyes, that cute petite figure, and the strength she carries with her all drive me to the brink of insanity. So, when Captain gave me his blessing to court Rukia I was eternally grateful.
The courtship led, finally, to the relationship that I have been wanting for so long.
Our relationship was perfect and we had everything going.
Then he showed up.
Szayel Aporro Granz.
Simple flirting began this escapade, all completely onesided until those devilous lips reached my own.
That wasall it took and it pisses me off.
The way he made me forget all about Rukia with simple little sinful kisses.
The way he mademy body go on fire with his teasing touches from hell.
The way he felt when our bodies connected in the most intimate of ways, in perfect syncronization and fit.
The way he just made me want to kill because whenever I was with Rukia I would think of his stupid, soft pink hair, those ridiculous glasses that suited him all too well, and the body that felt so good underneath longer can I see her and no longer can I look her brother in the eyes. Shame and anger fill me because of this damned fault.
But here I lay with this mad man, Szayel Aporro Granz in my bed, his mouth leaving their marks on my neck and his hand trailing down my torso to the anatomy that will be coming to life if the ministrations continue. A moan escapes me and I hope this escapade ends soon.
As I position myself above him, our lips never disconnecting and grind our hips together, I hope that Captain Kuchiki doesn't kill me for cheating on his little sister.
There's no way I love this man, I hate him. Rukia's the one I love.
This is just a phase.
Renji's in such denial because if he didn't want anything to do with Szayel he would've done things completely differently. True, ne? This is my first posted Bleach fanfic, so it's not perfect. Though it would be much appreciated to receive a review and know how well this turned out.
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Arigato gozaimasu.