blackroserocker: Well, that's a secret! After all this story is called 'How to Keep a Secret'

Mckingbird: *grabs the extra butter one* Hopefully it'll get better!

Chapter four

When I came back home, Tatsuki asked if I drank. In return, I just gave her a toothy smile and chugged some water. Then like a girly teenager, I giggled before spilling out the extremely detailed story of meeting someone you have always admired. The last time I was this excited was when an uncensored version of *'When in Amsterdam' came out in HD.

"He was such a gentleman! Payed for the taxi fare and walked me to the front and everything!" My voice was rather shrilly even to my own ears.

"Well doesn't mean he's not any less a perverted wolf like Ichigo." When I raised an eyebrow, Tatsuki replied unhesitantly. "Come on, Hime. You can't deny it anymore. He's a womanizing bastard and he's just using finding 'the one' as an excuse. We all know, he met a more than enough nice girls but in the end, he tossed them all away!"

"Yeah, I guess..." I knew how right Tatsuki was about Ichigo being a heartless playboy but it still didn't make the hope go away that maybe just once, he might glance my way and notice I'm the one for him. Tatsuki always asked me what Ichigo did to merit my devotion. I never gave her an answer. To be honest, I'm not exactly sure when I fell for him. To the women he toyed around with, he will always remain a jerk but as a friend, you can't ask for a better one.

"Orihime, you're young and beautiful. Go out and have some fun. Don't waste your breath on him anymore. He's not going to change." Tatsuki was never the beating around the bush type.

"Who says I'm not having any fun?"

"You know what I mean. I mean you should put all the knowledge you gathered from your porn stash to good use!" She teased. I tossed a pillow at her jokingly. Laughing Tatsuki threw one back. You know you're having fun when you're over twenty and still enjoying a pillow fight as much as a five year old.

The next morning even after cleaning up the loose feathers and an adult movie, I got up super early than my usual to get ready. Usually I was fine with smearing some sunscreen and a layer of mascara before heading out the door but today, I wanted to look my best.

All excited and hyped, I opened my makeup drawer. Staring back at me was a pitiful collection. Just a tube of tinted moisturizer and an expired bullet of lipstick. I automatically closed it and yelled for Tatsuki, my savior.

As a fashion magazine editor, Tatsuki became my makeover fairy godmother. When the average old me would look at a tube of red lipstick and identify it as a tube of red lipstick, Tatsuki would use the correct (and ridiculous) identification of a matte vivaboomlicious lipstick.

"I'm going to do something young but chic on you!" After what seemed like hours of primping and torture, I was able to look at myself. I couldn't help but stare at my reflection.

"I know, right? You look like a Hollywood A-lister!" Tatsuki smiled proudly. I just opened my eyes wider.

"You mean, I look like a baby pornstar! This is so fucking weird" I never saw myself with so much makeup on. It looked interesting for sure and unpleasantly similar to one of the actresses in *'Breakfast at Brittany's Bed' but I don't know if I could walk out the doors like this. "Can we at least take the red lipstick off? It's too much." Tatsuki sighed.

"Okay, I guess one step at a time." After replacing the blaring redness with a shimmery baby pink gloss, Tatsuki gave me a thumbs up. "Just make sure you reapply after drinking or eating...and kissing."

"TATSUKI!" She only roared in laughter and soon I joined in.

Chapter five

When I carefully made my way down the dress circle aisle, I could feel eyes heading my way. I alarmingly checked to see if there was toilet paper stuck on my shoes...Usually when I watch a concert, I looked for the cheapest ticket since I don't mind just listening but as Grimmjow personally invited me, I was gratefully sitting in the dress circle of a sold out concert. Very soon, the light turned off with the exception of the stage. After a few words from the conductor, the stage erupted into a loud applause as Grimmjow made his stride down the hall. Wow! So beautiful. Maybe the lights were playing tricks but he somehow looked taller and daring than before. The way he took a bow, almost even arrogantly like he knew the audience will love him no matter what he did, was mesmerizingly attractive.

It began with a simple tune, almost a folk song before the music swelled to a frenzy. He made everything look so simple as his fingers effortlessly danced across the keyboard. I could feel fireworks and my heart was lurching more than a sailboat against a stormy wave. Someone hold me before I fucking faint!

After a full standing ovation and three callbacks to the stage, he played an encore. The pavane! When he finished, his eyes lingered a few seconds more in the dress circle as though he was searching for me before he took his well deserved bow. I grasped the bouquet of roses tighter as I weaved made my way through the crowd to backstage. There was already a long line of fans and admirers hoping to get a glimpse and autograph. Oh boy, a very long lineup. I patiently waited. Before I knew it, the crowd cheered as the superstar came out of the dressing room in a casual attire of jeans and wool sweater. His eyes found mine through the crowd and he grinned. He thanked the overjoyed but carefully made his way towards me.

"I'm glad you made it."

"You played beautifully." I gave him the flowers. His grin got wider as he leaned down to whisper into my ears.

"If you can give me some time, let's grab dinner after. I'm starving. I'll join you in the dressing room" His warm breath stung my collarbone. I felt something awaken inside me. It purred even. I nodded and he started taking pictures with his admirers.

Inside the dressing room, I observed my reflection. Long lashes framed my wide grey eyes. Probably my best feature. Other than my trusting and expressive eyes, I always thought I look plain. Whereas Tatsuki and Uryu being the greatest people, told me I have a beauty I'm unaware of, probably hoping to help with my self-esteem, Ichigo shrugged nonchalantly saying if I keep thinking of myself as average, that's how it will be and I need to be more confident with myself. Taking Tatsuki's suggesting, I reapplied lipgloss to my lips.

"Sorry for making you wait." He walked in later. "It was a longer line than I thought."

Chapter six

Dinner was marvelous. We headed to a diner that stayed opened overnight and had a full plate of chocolate chip pancakes with blueberry compost, bacons and cheesecake to finish. I had thought that him being a rather elegant musician, he would look down on my love for breakfast at dinner but he humorously called me kitten and joined in for an evening of absolute bliss. We talked and talked about all sort of things. From his love of aviation and lego collection to my favorite Oscar Wilde quote to my revolutionary culinary skills. I think he was the first person to say he'd be delighted to try! Seriously, this was even better than *'Hunger Wild Pleasure Games pt.2' in widescreen.

Even with much protest, he paid for our wonderful dinner and asked me if I would like to join him for a glass of wine at his hotel.

"What you said to me last night..." I waited to see if he was listening. He nodded for me to go on. "That I can play in bigger halls. Did you mean that or was it something you said to make me feel this way?" Oops. That last part was suppose to be inside my head.

"Make you feel in what way?" He was suddenly much closer to me than I thought. Was he putting a spell on me. How could a man make a woman feel like her heart is being pulled out from her without even touching her? His face was a few inches from mine. I being shocked by my desires, I broke the eye contact.

"Like maybe I could do it. If I truly want it, I have to die trying and that way I'll have no regrets." He suddenly stood up and walked toward the exit. I was taken off guard at the suddeness and quickly followed him.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No." He motioned with his head for me to leave. I wanted to kneel down and cry. What did I say to make him mad? My overeagerness? Earnesty? I hung my head in defeat and tried to escape him but not before he grabbed my arm. "It's for your own good." When I didn't try hiding my confusion, he added. "I really want to fuck your brains out but I don't think that's what normal people do on a first date."

Me just being me replied, "I think my ovaries just exploded."

So if I may kindly ask my wonderful fabulous readers to leave a suggestion or idea for the next possible title of Orihime's adult film, I would be overthrilled! She has such a huge collection my modest brain could not possibly come up with creative and funny enough references in the adult form.

*When in Rome and *Breakfast at Tiffany's are my favorite Audrey Hepburn films.

*Hunger Games