Ok this will be short because it's a preview of an upcoming story. Right now I don't know if it should be a one shot or multiple chapters. Also the rating may changes because I'm also unsure of whether or not there will be a lemon. So if you have any ideas put them in a review please and let me know!
Love?
Love, what is love? You can't really describe it because it comes in so many shapes and forms. Can a person really love when everything is just a simple memory? Or maybe they feel they have to love, but in the end what's the point to love? It is not something you have to DO, but it is something you have to FEEL. And I feel…..nothing. Not even hatred.
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But why do I FEEL the need to love you.
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"Ichigo!" when you call me why do I feel….this way? Why do I want YOU?
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"Orihime can you tell me about love?" she looks at me with confused expression.
"Well it's hard to describe-"
"Have you ever loved Orihime?" Her cheeks turned red as my chocolate colored eyes pieced into her brain.
"Yes I have?"
"I see."
"Ichigo why do ask?" I gave her I nice warm smile.
"Because I think I'm in love."
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Love is sick, love is kind. It's hard to describe it, but in the end you have to FEEL it. And right now my heart bleeds with love, for her.
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"Hello earth to Strawberry!" I open my eyes to find Rukia.
"Oh it's just you." As I closed my eyes to regain my sleep, but Rukia jumped on top of me.
"Why did you wish I was Orihime?" a slight blush crept on to my cheeks.
"Shut up Rukia!"
"Oh I see I'm correct! What dreaming of her naked? Let me guess this is how your dream went, 'Oh Orihime, I love you so much'" Rukia mimicked," 'Orihime oh….oh…'"
"You sick bitch don't ever do that again. I think you need to stop reading those 'Vampire Knight' fanfictions because I think the lemons are getting in your head." I stated as I pushed the little raven haired shrimp off me and placed my feet firmly on the ground.
"Sadly I think your right, but there so damn GOOD!"
"Hey Orihime's birthdays today huh?"
"What did you forget to get her a present?" She said as she started to get up from the hard wooden floor in which I forcefully pushed her on.
"No of course not, but if I chicken out sadly she won't have a present."
"Oh I see what you're gonna to do. I know a song that would go perfect for the moment, '….Tongue like lickerish, Lips like candy, Excuse me Miss but can get you out your pan-"
"Seriously no more fanfictions."
"AWWWWWWW."
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'Orihime, how do I tell how I feel with making sound stupid? Maybe I should just hold it in.'
"Good morning Ichigo!" she is really good at timing.
"Good morning Orihime." I said trying to hide the fact that I was staring at her. I never realized how beautiful she is and how much she means to me.
"So Ichigo after school you are going to my party right?"
"Yea of course."
"Good but remember it's a pool party so bring your bathing suit!" My blood boiled at the thought of Orihime in a swim suit.
"Ok I will."
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I never knew love and lust were a package. I want to love Orihime not to think of her as some piece of meat, but I can't help it. She always finds her way into my dream and I can't control it. It makes me sick to think of her in such ways, but it also brings me satisfaction. Everything about her makes me aroused with hunger:
Her hair,
her long smooth legs,
the feel of her skin.
There are much more but the one that makes me the most crazy is her plump, pink, lips. For her birthday I shall give her a taste of mine.
