Chapter 4
When I awoke Izaya was nowhere to be seen. I got dressed and went outside to find her sitting at the edge of the woods, staring out into the trees. "you're not suppose to leave my barracks," I said behind her. I guess I startled her because she got up quick and turned around. Once she realized it was me she wouldn't meet my eyes. "is something wrong?"
"why did you kiss me like that last night?" she asked.
"um... Well..." I didn't know how to respond to that. I hadn't planned for this. "well I..."
"do you like me?"
Now it was her turn to make me red, "...yes."
She blushed at my response, and I took this chance to approach her. I moved closer to her and put one hand behind her head and the other on her shoulder. She stepped back tripping on a branch and sent both of us sprawling into the woods. I put my arms tight around her and she buried her head in my chest, as we tumbled down the hill. When we stopped rolling I was laying on top of her and our faces were centimeters away from each other. I brought my lips to hers and placed them gently this time. My hand moved to the nape of her neck and the other to her lower back, I pulled her closer to me.
I slipped my tongue through her lips. She gripped the back of my clothes slightly. I finally pulled away from the kiss and gazed into her eyes. "we should be getting back, they'll wonder where we are," I said.
When we found our way back to my barracks I brought her to the bedroom. "stay here until I get back I have deal with Aizen and the Aranccars."
Her eyes perked up, "Aizen? Sousuke Aizen?"
"you've heard of him?"
"yes, Odoru Honō told me much about him."
There's the Zanpakuto again. How much can one Zanpakuto know? "where is Odoru Honō?"
"I can't tell you that."
"and why not?"
"because then you'll take me away from him! Odoru Honō is mine to keep and no one elses!" she snapped.
Talk about possessive.
I left the subject alone and left for my business. On the way back it was late afternoon, and Misaki was getting a drink at the bar. I started to think how similar Misaki Sakuray was to Izaya.
Misaki was a soul reaper that was in my graduating class. She had Golden Eyes and long midnight blue hair. I had liked her for a time but I soon realized I only liked how she looked, the way she acted was a totally different story. She was feisty with no sense of personal not my type.
But there was Misaki getting drunk. She turns and sees me, winking in my direction. I sigh and continue to walk home. close to my door she intercepted me.
"hey, Kenny." she jumped put her arms around my neck, Her feet not touching the ground.
"Sakuray go home, you're drunk."
"but I only drank a little bit Kenny."
She was very close to my face when Izaya opens the doorway. "captain Zaraki where's the-, oh, I see, you're... busy." She flashed me a look of hatred and walked back inside.