Another one already?? Yup XD I'm supposed to be doing homework...but this song came on my iPod and I just decided to jot this out real fast. It's my first songfic, so don't expect much. It didn't turn out quite the way I wanted...but oh well. Mostly just me putting down my idea and getting in some writing practice.
Song is "Thinking of You" by Katy Perry
Disclaimer: I own neither the song nor Bleach
Thinking of You
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Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed
"Hey babe, I got you your favorite ice cream. Chocolate chip, right?"
Orihime smiled softly at her boyfriend, not saying anything as she took the carton. No…that wasn't her favorite; he never got her favorite. That's all right though. Only he ever remembered.
She quickly scolded herself. How long had it been? Five years. And she'd been with her boyfriend for almost a year. And yet she still found herself comparing the two.
Sometimes big things.
Sometimes little things…like how her boyfriend smiled too much. She missed running her fingers along the scowling orange eyebrows.
You said move on
Where do I go
Don't get her wrong, she had a good life. She was happy…for the most part. She graduated from college. Was successful in her career. Was dating the son of wealthy banker. All her ducks were in a row.
And yet…
A small part of her…a part that swelled to an almost overwhelming size during some lonely nights…was empty. An empty space in the shape of a tall, spiky-haired man. And when she was with her boyfriend, the empty space felt even emptier. Was even harder to bury.
She stayed with him because she did care about him. Was fond of him. Liked him well enough. He was a good man. Truly.
But he wasn't him. Her heart refused to go anywhere else except with him.
I guess second best
Is all I will know
He is a good man.
Sometimes she'd repeat it like a mantra in her head. He's a good man. A good man…
But he isn't the best…not for her.
Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
"Hime?"
She hid her wince from him. She hated it when he called her that. He had always called her that…it was his name for her.
"Orihime?"
She forced a smile on her face and turned to face him.
"You daydreaming again?"
She managed a light chuckle and a nod. Her daydreaming had been rare when she'd been with him because he was her dream. But now…she hated it…but her thoughts were on him the most when she was with the man in front of her now.
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling the blanket higher as they sat on the couch watching movies. His arm wasn't quite as muscular as his, but it was just enough that if she closed her eyes she could almost imagine it really was him snuggled up next to her.
His feel.
His scent.
The way he'd lean down and whisper into her ear, making fun of the movie. She'd lightly scold him but secretly love the feel of his breath on her skin.
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes
His eyes were blue. A pretty, deep blue…
They broke her heart every time she looked at them.
What she wouldn't give to just once more have those warm brown eyes looking into hers.
You're like an Indian summer
In the middle of winter
The worst moments in her life. Somehow…he had always been there.
When she'd carried her brother to the clinic, there'd been a boy with amber eyes and orange hair, so bright in her darkest moment. At first she'd despised him and his sunny features breaking through her dark rain. But then she'd seen his deep scowl…his face filled with concern as he helped her.
She'd found comfort in his frown. It warmed her world that had suddenly frozen over.
And then she'd failed everyone. Ishida lay there bleeding. Ichigo had become…something else. It was her fault. All of it. All of it…
But he'd been right there. Wrapping his strong arms tightly around her. Not a word was spoken. But his strength…his warmth…it invaded her when she knew she didn't deserve it.
He was always there. An unexpected warmth in the dead of her winters.
Like a hard candy
With a surprise center
He had such a hard shell. So many people were scared of him. But she'd always known better. She knew what was inside…a warm heart that moved to a determined beat.
And even she, who knew him best, would be surprised by him. Who'd have guessed his face would light up like a little boy in a candy shop while discussing Shakespeare?
How do I get better
Once I've had the best
You said there's
Tons of fish in the water
So the waters I will test
"Be happy, Hime. Live well. Promise me?" he'd said as he lay in the hospital bed, his hand grasped tightly in hers as her tears fell onto his chest.
But it was so hard without him. He'd been her soulmate. When he left he took half of her soul.
"You'll find someone else to love. I know you will."
She hadn't been able to speak, but simply pressed her lips to his to stop the awful words that were spilling from his mouth.
The sound of the flatline would haunt her for months.
He kissed my lips
I taste your mouth
Every time he kissed her, her heart would insist on imagining it was him. Somehow she'd taste him.
But it was always disappointing. Like biting into a big chocolate cake only to find out it was a cardboard decoration.
A poor imitation.
He pulled me in
I was disgusted with myself
She hated it. What kind of person was she? To always be wishing another man was holding her. Kissing her. Whispering in her ear.
She disgusted herself.
But she couldn't help it. So pathetic…
You're the best
And yes I do regret
How I could let myself
Let you go
Of all the times for her powers to be broken. Hours before they'd been shattered in a battle that Ichigo had told her not to get involved in. But she just had to try to play hero.
And now he was dead.
Because of her.
Who would have known Ulquiorra was hiding always hiding in the shadows? Waiting for the perfect moment to strike revenge.
Once her powers were healed she'd tried to heal him. Hours and hours of sweat and tears.
Nothing. His face was so peaceful while her world came crashing down around her.
It'd taken both Chad and Renji to pull her away from his body.
He was so still.
So still.
Now the lesson's learned
I touched it I was burned
Oh I think you should know
Finally she learned. But now it was too late. Oh so late. Her little life lesson had cost his life.
A beautiful life snuffed out because of her mistake. And half of her life had gone with it.
Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
She still wore her engagement ring on a chain around her neck. A simple solitaire diamond ring was her most prized possession.
One day her boyfriend discovered it and asked about it. She told him the truth for the first time and he demanded that she got rid of it.
She got rid of him instead.
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes
She couldn't sleep.
Fresh air. She needed fresh air so she went out into the night for a walk.
Her head was so filled with his face as she clenched the ring in her fist that she never even saw the car.
Oh won't you walk through
And bust in the door
And take me away
Oh no more mistakes
Her eyes fluttered open and looked around to see she was in some kind of city. Where was this? She frowned slightly and looked down at her hands.
She was dead.
Her name was Inoue Orihime.
But she knew nothing else. About where she was or who she was. She didn't feel panicked…but at peace.
Suddenly a tan hand appeared in front of her face and her eyes traveled up the arm to find warm, brown eyes scowling at her. Her heart gave a little jump, but she timidly took the hand.
Electricity shot up her arm and she gasped, her eyes jerking back to the man's face. His eyes had grown wide.
"Um," was the first word he uttered after he pulled her to her feet. "My name is Kurosaki Ichigo. Welcome to Rukongai."
Her chest flooded with warmth as the sound of his rough voice floated around her. "Thank you. I-I'm Inoue Orihime."
"Nice to meet you…Hime."
They both started at the name he used but somehow…somehow it felt so right. So did his hand that still held hers.
And wouldn't let go.
She felt like she found home in his warm brown eyes.
Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay...
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Originally I had planned for them to break up...but then I couldn't imagine them ever breaking up XD. So death it is.
Hugs for reading! :D