Casting Crowns (Hichihime)
Coronation
He drags her to her knees before him by those fiery locks of hers so bright like the sun, ignoring her tears and pleas of return him, and places the laurel of briar roses and black swan feathers in her hair.
King
He's not sure how she came to be in Ichigo's inner world, but he had never felt so much like a king and simultaneously humbled like a horse when she bows before him, whispering, "Thank you… for saving me."
Sceptre
Shirosaki could not help but laugh at the irony of it. Princess' Bankai is the grim reaper's scythe. What a fitting sceptre for his Queenie to rule over them all.
Orb
She is the sun needed to dry up all this goddamned rain. Now if only Kingy is smarter…
Title
"Shirosaki Hichigo."
The white-haired Hollow and self-proclaimed instinct of Ichigo stared at his King's woman whom he held, dangling by the throat. "May I call you that?" Orihime asks hoarsely.
Anointment
She is slathered in Ichigo's blood, her white dress stained crimson by the blood, muck and grime of the other Hollows he had defeated … and to him, she had never looked more beautiful.
Bondage
He would have listened to her, would have stopped the maelstrom and carnage until he saw the ring adorning her left hand.
"You belong to me, and only me!"
In return, he ripped her Chain of Life right in front of their eyes.
Mandate
Only one person could tame Shirosaki, and that was not Ichigo. "Please, Shiro-kun, enough! You've done more than enough. You've done beautifully already."
He did not follow orders. Golden eyes within black sclera glared intensely at her.
…except hers.
God
Being King is enough, though he doesn't mind acting as the protector and right Hand of God.
Cross
As she prays in the pews, he spies on her from the shadows. Innocent little nun. He licks his lips in delight when she suddenly stiffens and gazes around the deserted chapel fearfully.
Forget your God.
I will be the cross that you bear.
Chalice
He couldn't stop drinking from her whether it be her blood, her nectarine essence, her moans, her screams, her gasps, her tears.
A/N I enjoy Ichihime, but if given the chance, I think Hichigo could love Orihime as well. (Though it will probably be a rather twisted mix of love, desire, and fear.)
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