It's so pretty outside…
"Therefore, all following verbs pertaining to the subject…"
I want to go and sleep under the trees.
"…should be left in their infinitive forms."
Or I could bring all of my friends and we could have a picnic!
"Inoue?"
I wonder why they never let me cook though…"
"Hello? Inoue Orihime?" The teacher waved a single hand in front the girl's face. "…Are you paying any attention?"
Her attention was snapped away from the window and back to the teacher. "I-I'm so sorry." She looked down as her cheeks blushed, "It won't happen again."
The teacher raised a skeptical eye brow and walked back to the board as other students snickered. Orihime, after all, was infamous for not paying attention. Some wondered how she even passed at all.
The small girl rubbed her temples and struggled to keep her eyes glued to the board. As if her head and neck were on their own cycle much like Earth, with each passing second her head would turn further and further from the board, and closer and closer towards the window.
Only this time, instead of the trees catching her attention, something much different did.
Did the sky just…I mean it kinda looked weird for a moment…
The girl quickly flicked her eyes towards the room, scanning for observers, but they were all absorbed in the lesson.
Does that mean…
She gulped as she felt her body temperature go up a degree.
…they're here?
I know that only happens when they come! I-I should tell Kurosaki-kun! Or maybe even Rukia…
But instead, her eyes lids lowered and the corner of her mouth threatened a smile.
B-but…I don't want to…
I hope it's him! I hope he is here to see me!
Her eyes flicked up to the clock, suddenly dreading every passing second, wanting to run back to her apartment.
Grimmjow, I hope you're here.
Even as she said his name in her head, blood rushed up to her face, spewing out across her cheeks. The hand she was leaning on getting a little moist.
I remember the last time he visited me. He is so beautiful. Men can be beautiful, can't they? How could anyone disagree? That electric blue hair…
I just want to tug it.
Well…I probably wouldn't do that though…I'm such a wimp.
And his body! Who ever thought someone could posses such a perfectly sculpted frame like that??
Her heart start beating faster, she could feel it beating in her ears.
I wish I could run my hand down his chest, I bet it's really soft. I wonder what he smells like…I bet he smells really good. What kind of soap does he use?
Oh goodness! What does he look like in the shower!
Wait—no stop, this is bad! Even in my mind, it would be wrong to think about someone that way…
But no one will find out!
Still…
I wonder what he looks like.
Her mouth grew dry and her bangs hid her eyes.
…without clothes on?
Yes, I want to know! Ah, I just thought of something…
You think he has blue hair…everywhere?
I mean…it has to be right! I find it hard to believe that he would spend time dying his hair blue…that just doesn't seem like him…
Blue pubic hair? I have never heard of that before…Although my own powers had been a shock to me…
Wait, wait, wait those are like two completely different things! Blue pubic hair and my abilities! I wonder why it's even called pubic hair… Kinda looks like the word public…but you can't show that in public! They should have named it something else…Oh man, I have said it so many times now it doesn't even sound like a word anymore!
The image of Grimmjow in the shower entered her mind again, completely blocking everything out.
The water trickling down his skin….down his back…around that tattoo I fixed for him…
Hmm, I wonder if the water is warm…
She was so consumed with the thought she even allowed herself to be in the vision.
… I would open the curtain really slow so I wouldn't disturb him; I hope he doesn't mind surprises…
He's turned around…he must not know I am here still...
I threw the towel off myself, only feeling the tiny drops of water ricocheting of his body. I was about to tap his shoulder when…
…he spun around and smirked.
He wasn't surprised at all!!!
He pulled me under the water with him and ran his hand through my hair.
Then I did the unthinkable and looked down…by God! It is blue!!!!
I started blushing and looked away when he crashed his lips onto mine. We continued to kiss under the faucet when suddenly he broke away.
"Orihime…" he said in his husky voice.
I tilted my head.
"Ori-HIME!"
Wow…he sounded just like my teacher…
"ORIHIME!!!"
The small girl jumped nearly out of her seat as the teacher slammed a book down on her desk.
"ORIHIME! Get out of my classroom right now!"
The girl raised her delicate hands, waving them in protest, "B-but…"
"Go to the detention room." She pointed to towards the door. "Now."
The girl sighed and grabbed her books quietly and made her way for the door. She was almost relieved to be out of there, she hated that teacher anyways.
She continued to make her way down the hall until she arrived at the door. Though she did get out of class, detention was embarrassing and rarely anyone got it except burnouts.
She took a deep breath and slid the door open. The room was empty!?
Where is the teacher? This is the right room! I know it is!
Just as she was turning to leave she felt a hand on her wrist pulling her back.
"Orihime?" It was Kurosaki Ichigo, with the small usual pissed off look on his face.
Her heart skipped a beat, as his grip tightened, forcing her to turn around.
"Where do you think you're going? Skipping detention?" And for a moment he even smiled at her.
"N-no…I—" She was startled as her books were knocked to the floor and she was standing only inches from Ichigo.
"You have been bad Orihime?" He chuckled, "I find that hard to believe."
He ran the back side of his hand down her cheek, "Why don't you tell me about it?"
Oh sweet Lord…
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