I woke with a start, shaking from that horrid, reoccurring nightmare. Yes, I was gone with Ichigo for two days, and yes, I was ill that night we returned, but I was by no means pregnant, especially with Aizen's child. I shuddered again. Ichigo, laying my side, with Isshin's permission of course, stirred and wrapped his arms around me, sitting us up at the same time.
"It's alright, it was just a nightmare," He whipsered into my hair.
I looked at him, "Ichigo, I can't help it. That dream has plagued me ever since our return,"
He kissed my ear, "Kisuke has looked you over countless times now, and he says you're clean. You just had the flu, nothing else,"
I shook my head and kissed him, "I know it's just a dream, but it feels so real every single time,"
"Hey, the only one you have to worry about giving you child is me, and that won't happen anytime too soon," He kissed me at every other word.
I pouted ,"You really aren't going to make me wait that long, are you?"
He shrugged and pulled me back down on the bed, "Who knows?"
"Well I hope not. I love you and respect you, but you have no idea how hard it is to contain myself at times," I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, mashing our mouths roughly together.
"Hey, you think it's a cake walk watching you prancing around like you do?" He pushed my head back so he could kiss my neck.
I shivered, not only because I'm ticklish, but because I really waned him in me at this moment, "If you want to wait, you'd better stop now,"
"Ah, you're no fun," He pulled off me but kept his arms in place.
"Well, hey, someone has to look out for you," I realized I hadn't heard a peep from Kon in too long a time frame, "Speaking of looking, where's Kon?"
Ichigo shrugged, "Dunno,"
I rolled my eyes, "Well look for him!"
"Tsk, I can't believe you care for him as much as you do," He sulked.
"Well, if it is any consolation, you two on completely different levels in my book," I kicked him out of the bed onto the floor.
He stood up and leaned over me, "That's good to know,"
"I like him way better than you," I poked the tip of his nose.
"That better be as a stuffed animal," Ichigo lightly threatened in a seriously playful tone.
I put my index finger to my chin in thought, "I'm just not sure, but he's way better than you are,"
Ichigo got back in his bed and laid over my slightly exposed abdomen, "If you like me at all, you better stop here,"
I smiled and quit the game by staring seriously in Ichigo's eyes, "I don't like you at all. I love you, more than anything could ever explain. In fact, even if I had eternity, I still couldn't even come close to how much I just love being in your presence,"
He smirked at me, "You could use a life. I'd lend you mine, but I'm using it to spend my time with this great woman who I love with all my heart,"
"I'm jealous,"
He grabbed my left hand with his and cradled my head to his heart with our entagled right, "Don't be,"
"Ich, do you think we made the right decision?" I looked up at him smiling contently down at me.
He nodded down at me, "I know we did,"
I sighed, "I just wish we didn't have to wait,"
He kissed the top of my head, "Relax, we have each other and that's all that matters now,"
"Yeah, I agree with that much," I nestled closer to Ichigo and fell right asleep.
I woke the next morning, the sun burning into my eyes, "Ow, it's too bright,"
"Well good morning to you too," Ichigo, already awake, kissed the top of my head.
I smiled at him, "Morning, Ich,"
"So, are you excited?" He asked, playing with stray stands of my hair.
I looked at him, trying to get past my dirty thoughts, "Huh?"
He rolled his eyes, "The last day of school,"
"Ah," My eyes sparkled with eagerness.
"Glad you finally got it," He kissed me.
I pushed him off vindictively after a quick secession of kisses, "Hey, every one knows I'm the smart one,"
He kissed me again, pulling us out of bed, "And the pretty one, and the sexy one, and the experienced one, and the sweet one,"
"And what does that make you?" I asked him, grabbing my things so I could go get ready.
He grabbed me firmly in his arms and kissed me, "The lucky one,"
I walked to the bathroom in a daze, chuckling all the way. That kiss had really knocked my socks off, and I was barefoot. But after my daze wore off, I realized what Ichigo had said, and I deeply disagreed with him. If I wasn't the lucky one, then either were both were the lucky ones, or we both were unlucky. Honestly, I felt that he was too good, too pure for me. I was greedy to want him and get him, but I could dare let us part! I loved him too much. I loved him so much, there was no such thing as "personal space", and words like "clingy" or "needy" weren't real or necessary.
Another chapter up and running! So, was this too predictable? Or did I hit you with a curve ball? Moving on, I do thank you for reading and reviewing! So, I just want to make it perfectly clear if it isn't already, the fact that I do not own Bleach.
