I'm not entire sure how it happened, not the act I know that much, I mean how it happened with him. I'm not sure how I, one of the coldest people here, had fallen in love with someone so hot blooded and ill tempered so quickly. That's not all he is though…is it? No, my love has this calming presence around him that causes any walls one might have when approaching him to crumble to the ground. His eyes glare into your soul as if he was searching for the real you and when he found it his eyes in turn showed you everything that he was. His body was muscular and his every movement gave him a sort of grace that he never notices. His face was always set perfectly with that damnable scowl that was warmed incredibly by those brown eyes. His hair was long now and yet it only made him look more mature than when we had first met. I love the patterns his muscles roll in as he trains. I love to watch as they curl and flex down his stomach, back, arms, and even his legs.
Aside from all these things that I love so dearly I love his hands the most. I don't love them in a perverted way, even if he is incredibly talented with them; I love them because they are so strong. His fingers are long and elegant while his palms are well-built and had certain toughness to them from handling a blade for so many years. There is a sort of gentleness about the way he uses his hands when he speaks or when he touches someone. At first I had been shocked by how gentle he seemed despite his literally tough exterior but when I started to notice the man behind the façade I realized that he was one of a kind…I realized that I couldn't let anyone have a man like that aside from myself.
Fingers brushing over my exposed stomach wake me from my sleep hazed thoughts and I look up into beautiful amber orbs in surprise and adoration as well as love. "It's getting late…you should get some sleep Lin." His lips find perch on my temple and I feel my arms wrap tentatively around his chest. I'm again amazed by how small I am in comparison to him. My arms hardly wrap around his chest but I suppose I don't mind so much because his large arms circle around me and I feel like, for once in my life, I'm finally safe in every way possible and nothing in the world can hurt me. "Lin…I love you."
I nuzzle my face into his bare chest as I snuggle into him more finding comfort in the skin to skin contact. One arm briefly leaves my waist to tug the silk sheets and blankets up over our bare bodies. His arms tighten slightly and I feel him shift ever so gently before I feel comfort wrap around me as my body is slid in perfect alignment with his. I kiss the neck exposed to me just once before resting my head in the dip between his neck and shoulder. "Love you too…Ichi…" With one last yawn my eyes close to the world and the only thing left in my mind is the absolute comfort found in this man's arms.
To think this all started with the Kuchiki woman. Someday I think I'll thank her but for now I'm happy just to have this man and never let go…never let go.