Bleach
This is a three chaptered short-fic, and it's rated 'M'! Will contain lemon (fully in 2. chapter, I will update with it real soon). Took me forever to write... and I kept blushing myself silly before my computer! Hope you'll enjoy!
Summary: She's able to fully accept him... even before he himself does.
Ichigo/Orihime/Hichigo threesome (though maybe not, because as you will see, I technically count Ichi and Hichi as one entity, split in two...)
Disclaimer: characters not mine
Soul synthesis
Chapter 1
She was crying... She tried to hide it, bravely fighting for control, and attempting to swallow back the tears, while hiding the ones that escaped under her long locks of auburn hair.
Yet, he noticed...
'Inoue...'
She smiled up at him, through her tears, apologetically. '… it's all right!'
Ichigo scowled. 'Fuck! Did I hurt her?' he thought. 'It's not! Please... tell me what's wrong!'
He sat back next to her, on her crouch, almost to the same place he had vacated a few moments earlier, only a little farther off, so that he could look his girlfriend in the eyes properly. 'Was it this bad? The kiss...?'
Orihime chuckled weakly at his question, her amusement coming over her emotions momentary. She shook her head.
'Then what?' he asked.
Orihime quit hiding her face, and lifted her glistening eyes up to his.
'Kurosaki-kun!'
Ichigo cringed slightly. 'God how can she possibly say my name like this? Every damn time, I feel like drawing my sword and dashing to the rescue... if only I would know the threat this time...'
Orihime pushed her long locks behind her ear, collecting her courage... 'Would you promise me to answer truthfully, if I asked you a question?' she finally asked.
Ichigo scowled again.
'I'm always truthful with you, Inoue. As far as I can, I'm truthful with everyone... There are things I can't tell, or can't put in words, but I won't tell lies...'
Orihime smiled, though it was sad. Ichigo waited for her question patiently, but it didn't come. He raised a questioning eyebrow. To his surprise, she blushed. Badly.
'Geez... Is her question this bad?'
Finally she managed to work up the courage, and opened her mouth, sighing first, before saying the actual words.
'Do you... um... do you find me attractive...?'
Ichigo's eyes widened. 'What?' he wanted to scream, but held himself back by pushing his lips firmly together. 'She can't be serious! I thought my actions were forward enough to answer that question already... even too forward. Didn't she notice how I can hardly hold myself back in her presence? Especially when we are alone, like right now! Just a few moments ago, I nearly lost it... I almost tore that fucking blouse off her! That had to register, hadn't it? She must have felt my hand sneak up under it... uh... that's why I pulled back and offered that we should watch a movie instead! But then she was crying... What does this all mean?'
Orihime was waiting for his answer, averting her eyes shyly, and playing with her hair.
Ichigo cleared his throat, pushing his disturbed thoughts back. After all, he knew girls could be just weird like this sometimes, though his Inoue usually managed to remain on the fair side of that... he valued this in her the more, because he was sure he was handling these situations badly...
'Inoue! How can you even ask something like this? Of course I find you...'
'But you don't act like it!' she cut across him, pouting cutely.
He sighed.
'If I would be better with words, I would write a sonnet about you! But, unfortunately, I'm no poet. But trust me, everything about you is perfect...' he leaned nearer to her, and lifted a hand to brush gently through her hair. 'Starting with this long, silky hair...' he slowly caressed one side of her face with the same hand. 'These gorgeous eyes...' his hand moved to the back of her neck, and he leaned even closer. 'These lips...' and he kissed her. He started it off gentle and loving, but apparently that was not enough for Orihime. She threw herself forward almost instantly, claiming dominance.
She had never acted like this before... it took him by surprise. He tried to match her passion, but all too soon, he fond himself facing a serious trouble... the same one as always... It was too much. The heat... the tension... the desire. And the unsettling stirring began somewhere in the deepest black pit of his mind... of his soul... A creeping presence, coming ever closer... He almost grunted in frustration. He had to stop! Draw back! Put some distance between them... Or he'd loose it...
He almost pushed her away from him, and this time, he wouldn't have been surprised to see tears in her eyes again.
'I'm sorry!' he said quickly. He didn't even dare to look at her first. He wanted her to just hit him... but of course that would never happen... She was not like that. When she didn't move or say anything, he finally figured he must look after all.
Orihime's face wasn't sad this time. It wasn't even angry. She had a contemplating look. She even narrowed her eyes a little, which would have been highly amusing in any other situation...
'Are you scared?' she asked in a whisper.
'No!... Umm... Yes? Ah!' Ichigo felt totally confused. 'Shit! Now what ever is the right answer to that?' he thought widely.
Orihime smiled understandingly, and she jumped into his arms, embracing his neck so tightly, it almost hurt.
'Silly... that's all right! I'm scared a little too... but I really-really love you, and we will work this out together!'
She was so cute (though half strangling him), so warm and trusting, that Ichigo simply hated himself for what he had to say. He gritted his teeth.
'Inoue... it's not that simple... for me, it's not. I... I'm not afraid of what you think...'
Orihime released him, and leaned back, studying his broken expression.
'I am so sorry... maybe I shouldn't have started this relationship with you... it was unfair!'
'No! Don't say that!' Orihime looked afraid, shaking her head, and her eyes started to brim with tears again.
'… so sorry!' Ichigo turned away, not bearing to see her in pain. 'Seems like this is the only thing I can say...'
Orihime lifted a hand, placing it to the front of his chest, right over his heart. She just needed to breach that gap between them.
'Can you even tell me what is it, that you're afraid of?' she asked, while slowly wiping her tears away with her other hand.
Ichigo wanted to answer. He really did... but didn't know how.
'Are you afraid of hurting me?' Orihime asked tentatively.
Ichigo stiffened. God, how well she seemed to know him...
'Hey... ' Orihime said gently. 'Look at me...' she reached up to place one palm to his cheek, slowly turning him to face her. In his brown eyes there was a sea of pain. 'Kurosaki-kun...'
'Yes. I'm terrified of the possibility of hurting you...'
'But Kurosaki-kun! That's... You would never...'
'You can't know that for sure!' he interrupted her sternly. 'Hell, even I can't know it for sure...'
'What?'
'I thought I would never hurt a friend and Ishida still got stabbed by my blade! I can't know! I can't know how far my control reaches...'
Orihime sighed, and Ichigo was shocked to see her smile. It looked a tiny bit like a relieved smile too...
'So that's the problem... the hollow...'
'Hey! Don't say that like this!' Ichigo cried, anger painting his cheeks red. 'This is serious!'
Orihime nodded a few times, wisely.
'Of course it is.'
'Easy for you to say!' he fumed.
'Don't get mad. I'm just happy because I finally understand.'
Ichigo 's anger retreated.
'I thought you'd freak out, if you would know...' he said quietly, shaking his head.
'I knew it already, only didn't think, that this was what was troubling you.' Orihime answered. 'But it makes sense now... I was silly not asking about it sooner!'
'Wait... you knew?' he asked, totally shocked.
Orihime blushed.
'Yeah... you know... sometimes when we are close together... close like... kissing... and stuff... I can feel your spiritual pressure change... shift heavier...'
'Ah... yes.' Ichigo felt highly uncomfortable, and felt the need to avoid her eyes again.
'Do you want to know what I think about that?' she asked.
Ichigo chanced a peek up at her, but didn't trust his voice to speak, so he only nodded.
'I think you should just accept that.'
He almost jumped.
'Huh? Accept what?'
'I mean I know hollows are instinctive beings... and this is something highly instinctive... isn't it?... the... um... physical side of love...' the end of her sentence was barely audible because of her low voice and heavy embarrassment. 'Maybe this is something you can't even do without your hollow... without... him...'
Ichigo felt like she had slapped him in the face. His stomach started to turn over, form nerves, and his collar seemed tight, not letting him get air properly. He felt trapped. Cornered...
'You can't be serious, Inoue! You don't know what you're talking about...' he tried to protest weakly. The reason of his weakness was, that he felt too much truth behind his girlfriends words... It was not that he couldn't do it without his hollow, but more precisely, that he couldn't do it against him, fighting him...
Orihime seemed not to hear Ichigo's former protest. She looked a lot happier than before, and she wore her usual "thinking expression". Her innocent eyes were round, spaced out, and one finger was tapping at her bottom lip...
'We must get to the root of this problem... but never fear, Kurosaki-kun! This is a fight we will surely win, you and I!' she suddenly fell silent for a few seconds, with her eyes still lost in the distance, then cried out unexpectedly. 'Beware, space invader aliens! Your skills are no match...'
Ichigo would never get totally used to this, but right now, he was glad. He recognized the signs of her straying far away from the subject at hand, falling into a daydream... He only hoped she would fall far enough to forget their conversation altogether... But he was not that lucky...
'… uh... sorry, Kurosaki-kun!' she shook herself, looking sheepish. 'This is not the best time for aliens, is it?' she laughed, self-consciously. 'Anyway... back to the "hollow-problem"... There must be a solution for it, right?'
Ichigo's face twitched.
'Right... Curious to see what you've got that's more effective than the visoreds and Urahara put together!'
Orihime looked hurt.
'Mu! Kurosaki-kun! That was mean!'
'I only wanted to emphasize the seriousness of the situation, Inoue... you seem to be taking it way too lightly!'
'No, I'm not!'
Ichigo stood up, and started pacing up and down in the room, with his hands in his pockets.
'I thought that seeing me THAT WAY made more of an impression on you...' he hissed. He was satisfied to see the responding shiver that ran through the girl's frame, and her widening eyes. 'Now that's what I'm talking about! I will never ever let him anywhere near you again!'
Orihime remained silent. Judging from her expression, she was lost in her memories. And not the happy ones... When she lifted her eyes to his again, she smiled sadly.
'Kurosaki-kun... I... I don't think I ever recounted to you what really happened... when you were... changed like that... You can't possibly know, can you?'
He scowled angrily.
'No. But I don't think I even want to... and I would want you to just forget everything too, if that was possible!'
'But I must tell you... Do you know what you said to me, before you transformed back?'
Ichigo had thought that she couldn't possibly shock him more than she already did, but this question managed to do it.
'I... I spoke? To you? In that form?'
'Yes.'
'… I can't believe it...'
'But you did... you told me, that you would save me... kept reassuring me again and again.'
Ichigo was silent as he digested this. When that happened, his hollow had been in total control... So how could it be?
'… and you only stabbed Ishida-kun, because you perceived he stood in your way of rescuing me...' Orihime's mouth trembled, but she didn't cry this time. 'I was thinking about this all... a lot... every moment of seeing you like that... it used to haunt me... I used to see it in my dreams... You... out of your mind... murdering everyone... I used to hate your hollow, for causing you, and others pain! ... but I don't any more! Because I realized... that... your hollow, Kurosaki-kun... I can not hate him... because he is not really all bad... and... because in truth, he is a part of you...'
'Inoue...'
Ichigo felt totally lost. He didn't know what to say. Orihime smiled.
'And that's why I don't think your hollow would hurt me... Too bad there's no way for us to discuss this... um... with all three of us present!'
Ichigo didn't have time to process this unusual statement (or was it a request, really?), because the silence of the room was disturbed by an amused chuckle. It reverberated through the air, making the hairs on their backs stand up. To Ichigo, the voice was all too familiar...
'… and just what makes you think there isn't?' this new voice asked.
Orihime jumped, and turned her head around a few times, not seeing anything...
The next moment she screamed.
'Inoue!' Ichigo cried out in alarm, even as he felt himself falling... He knew what was happening: he had already made this same journey a few times before after all. And sure enough, he soon saw the outlines of his inner world's turned up city. He landed on one of the large skyscraper building's side, on all fours...
'What a strange place!... What's this? Windows? Where am I?' came a wondering, curious voice from next to him.
Ichigo turned his head, with a sinking feeling, hoping against hope that his ears have deceived him...
'Gawww! No way!' he choked. Inoue being in his inner world had to be a joke, right?
She looked up at him, from the place where she had fallen, raising herself with her two hands.
'Kurosaki-kun! You're here! I'm glad... I was scarred for a second back then!'
Ichigo gathered himself.
'Inoue! Let's get out of here... quickly!' he said, starting to approach her.
'You know this place?' she asked, still looking around interestedly.
'Of course I do. This is my inner world.' he answered with a sigh.
'Inner... what?'
'Never mind! Just let's hurry!' He reached out, wanting to pull her to her feet.
But a black and white blur appeared right before him the next second. The kick was unexpected and hard. It sent him flying through the air... Ichigo tried to slow his fall, but somehow it didn't work the way it usually did... He crashed into the ground. He heard Orihime scream again, and shook his head, in an attempt to will the dizziness, that was caused by the collision away. 'Fuck!'
When he could look again, Orihime was nowhere in sight... he didn't even hear her any more, but he thought he had heard a reverberating laughter, weird and triumphant.
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Meanwhile, Orihime struggled to free herself from the strong hold of two pail skinned hands, which was all she could see of her kidnapper. Black nails almost broke her skin, pressed firmly before her mouth, stopping her cries. She became dizzy from their speed, and the sight of that turned over world dashing past her in a confusing angle, so she closed her eyes. Now the only sign of movement was the wind against her skin.
She was glad, when her kidnapper came to a stop, but before she could even open her eyes to look around, she was thrown, face down, to some soft surface... She felt the unknown person crawl right on top of her, pinning her down, so she still couldn't look. She only saw the bed, and the strangely familiar pattern of the comforter on it, and she could tell from the change in lighting, that they must be inside some room now. Fear caught up with her, making her shiver.
'Guess who?' this unknown someone whispered into her ear intimately, his cold breath tickling her skin.
She froze. She knew this voice...
'Ku... Kurosaki-kun?'
He laughed a mad, chilling laugh, that reverberated inside the room.
'No... not quite. I'm disappointed ya don't catch on quickly... after all, it was ya who asked so nicely to speak with me...'
Orihime's eyes widened.
'You're... HIM... are you?' she asked, mortified somewhat, that her voice sounded a little high pinched. The grip on her two wrists tightened.
'Say it!' he hissed.
'… the hollow.' she breathed out, a little pain coloring her voice, caused by his strong hold.
As soon as she said it, he released her. This took her by surprise, so it was a few seconds, before she slowly turned to face him. Her breath caught inside her lungs... She just blinked and blinked again.
The hollow was before her. Orihime considered herself to be a person who could cope with unusual or weird well, but seeing the matching form of her love, only a bleached, black and white version was something even she was not prepared for... She watched as those golden eyes traveled on her hungrily, and she tried to recall the exact shade of brown they were missing. Blue tongue licked his lips, and his features were arranged into an arrogant smirk, one that was so close to his scowl, yet so different.
'Are ya scared, now?' he asked, teasingly, satisfied with the reaction he was getting.
She opened her mouth, then closed it, but no sound came out. This only served to make his smirk even more pronounced. Seeing this, she collected herself.
'I was expecting a mask...' she said, aiming to sound more brave than she felt.
He laughed again.
'That's only for show-biz Princess... but don't tell me you're disappointed!'
'What do you want from me?' she asked quickly, while her courage was high.
His laugh this time was only a quiet snicker.
'Don't ya know? I want to fuck ya until ya see stars, it's as simple as that!'
Orihime's mouth opened, gasping, and she tried to wiggle free from his hold, but he was faster, and in the matter of seconds, he was holding her down again, this time facing him.
'Ah, quit, teasing me, will ya? Or I'm sure I won't be able to hold back any longer!'
He brushed himself against her smaller form, and Orihime was embarrassed to feel something hard pressed to her tights. 'And I want to wait for King to arrive... 'cause luckily for ya, there is an other thing I want... just as badly...'
Orihime looked confused...
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A/N: Well, there you go... this is what I got for you, as a first chapter. I want you to know, that chapter 2 and 3 are ready, I only need to look them through before posting. I'm eagerly waiting your reviews, because I'm dead curious to know what you think! And also: what do you expect?
I'm gonna state it right now: there won't be any yaoi! (Just because I know that some of you more wicked minded fangirls would became excited about the hollow's last words... and I don't want any disappointment...)
Please, review!
