My first Ichihime story. I have been waiting for this day for quite a while now and I'm quite curious about what you guys think of it.
Read and enjoy :) x
We all have our friends right? The people we hang out with day after day, whether it's at school or at some random place or even at our own homes. We share stuff with them; food secrets, clothes, music, the latest gossip. And all these friends carry their own special characteristic. Take for instance, me. In our group I'm the weird and random one. I eat weird food, I have a weird imagination and I say weird and completely random things. Then there's the friend that's had your back since you were in pre-school and you know everything about each other. That would be Tatsuki Arisawa. Then there was that friend that was so cute if she set your house on fire you would aww at her. That's Nel Tu. Then there's the "friend" you only hang out with because she's good friends with another of your closest friends and you're unsure of whether they like you or not. Rukia Kuchiki.
Then there's the friend that you have a crush on and want to be with forever and ever...except he's an absolute playboy and the man-whore of the town. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Ichigo Kurosaki.
I've had a crush on him since grade school and it only got worse through high school and now in college Tatsuki has declared me a lost cause. I notice no other men except him. The small yearn I fostered through the years bloomed into this heart-wrenchingly unconditional love. I dare say I love him more than I love red bean paste and grape sandwiches. I knew he slept around, and I knew he'd ruin me in the long run, but I couldn't help myself at all.
It absolutely kills me every time he went off to chase skirt, or when he spoke about whatever girl he'd been sleeping with the night before.
Only Tatsuki and Nel know that I have these feelings. I could never tell Rukia. For one, I was pretty sure she hated the fact that I breathed. Second of all she had history with Ichigo. They've been on and off for years and she wasn't shy about telling us about their...activities, if you get what I mean. Plus, I had a feeling that if she ever figured out that I had feelings for Ichigo, she'd spread it around like wildfire, and in the worst way. She was friends with Rangiku after all and her mouth moves faster than a mile a minute.
Anyways, back to Perfection Kurosaki. I swear to you i'm not obsessed.
He's never been in a steady relationship before, and if he chose to be in a relationship with a girl it would be an open one- which is clearly why he's never been in a steady relationship before- the boy has no idea what the word steady means. He is the actual definition of a rolling stone. He was into the extreme, from sports to karate and even swordplay. He gets into so many fights that we get used to it, although it still worries me, especially with some of the injuries he comes back with. Yep, definitely a rolling stone. The day he settled down was the day hell would freeze over.
He makes moves on everything with a nice pair of legs, a nice set of tah-tahs and a vajay-jay.
He even made out with Nel once- we will most definitely not be disclosing that information to her boyfriend at any time soon- and he'd tried to put the moves on Tatsuki, but got punched out by Sado, her boyfriend. It was through him that we met Rukia in high school and she didn't waste time in declaring him as hers to my silent indignation.
Through all of this, he had never made any advances towards me at all. The most I ever got from his was a hug and a kiss on the cheek. It seemed to me that he only saw me as the girl that was gifted with a first aid kit and was a good listener. Sometimes when he came over asking me to bandage him up he would talk to me about things he saw in the day, or things that he finds so interesting or his music. I was enamored by each and every single conversation we had in my small dorm room, where no one else was there to jump in or make any noise. It only made me fall for him even more.
He refereed to me as a great friend but oh, how I wanted more.
Well I would be getting more...soon...hopefully.
I've spent my entire winter break preparing and strengthening my resolve and I decided that I was going to confront him and I was going to ask- no tell him that I wanted him to teach me everything he knew about sex.
With the hands on experiences to go along with it. I mean, I thought about it and who better to ask than him?
Plus we'd be able to keep that "just friends" status after it's happened right?
As much as I wish he'd ask me to date him, it will never happen.
I just need to get him out my system, and what better way to do it than like this?
It would be fine.
It would work out great.
Right?
