-1Sleep. That's all I could think about anymore. I want to lie down wherever I could, I don't care if it were in a pile of mud, I just want to sleep. Going a week without sleep could drive you mad, you know, especially if you were working with fellow shinigami who had not a drop of consideration for other's problems within their steel-incrusted, cold black hearts. They didn't care for the fact that I am literally acting drugged from lack of proper rest. Of course they gave me the hardest part of the mission. Why in the hell do I have to talk to this Ichigo kid while they sit back probably watching with smirks on their snobby faces. I want to strangle them…. But for now I wanted to get this mission over with and be on my way. Maybe when I got this over with, I could finally sleep.
Opening the window, I quietly stepped through the opening. Screw going through the walls to get into the room, there was no way in any place that I had the energy to do so. I'd probably get stuck in the wall or something if I attempted to do so. Plopping down in a chair, I crossed my arms, leaning back just as the door opened.
"I said no, Renji! Damm!" I laughed as the cursing orange-haired boy entered with the red-haired lieutenant in tow.
"Hey you two love birds, stop bickering!" I could not resist, I had to…. And of course it did not help with the face that Renji was shirtless.
"Hey, what the hell?" I only continued to laugh at the orange-haired boy, but stopped when I saw the look of pure shock written on the lieutenant's face.
"Hello Renji-teme" I made sure to say this in a jokingly manner, so not to upset the lieutenant. Didn't want to go back to jail again.
"What are you doing here?" He said, crossing his arms. The tough act he was trying to pull was not covering up for his light red cheeks.
"The soul society sent me, lieutenant." My voice suddenly became serious. I suddenly had energy, but from where did I get this energy? Ack, I'm in the middle of a mission, snap to it! I'll just have to ponder on it later if I didn't get my answer before I left. "I was sent to 'talk' to Ichigo's hollow side, Hichigo." Pulling out my hand-sewed glove, I pulled it on. "Just for a moment, though."
Taking a step, my hand collided with his face, not giving him time to react as I ripped the Hollow clean out of his body, holding the actual hollow itself by it's hair. "Hello again, Hichigo-teme." Oh, was I beyond energized now. I felt the hollow's cold hand grip my arms as I let go of it's hair. "What? Afraid I'll lock you away again?"
Hichigo's yellow eyes turned to mine, and blinked once. Twice. Three times. A flash, and I felt the could, rough lips against my own. Those dammed, possessive lips that sweep me away every time they touch mine.
Suddenly, the cold left, leaving a place that lacked any feeling, left slight disappointment about how that's all it got. Opening my eyes slowly, I looked to the smirking hollow, who pulled me close to him and cradled my head.
"I won't let you go again, little soul reaper." Those words were lost to me as I felt the coldness capture me once more in it's possessive grasp. Right now, I could care less that Renji and Ichigo looked on at us like they were just shot in the heart by their lovers, I could care less that I would be condemned for sure for loving a hollow. Right now, those cold lips were the only thing I cared about.
I returned the kiss, and soon passed out from exhaustion within those cold, strong arms. The only think I could think of is that I'm now happier then I have been in years.