I apologize for my almost 4 month absence. It was absolutely ridiculous to leave my lovely readers hanging, but hey it was my vacation time. But I'M BACK!

This chapter is getting serious… close to the plot I guess but truly exciting

Read to find out (^_^)

I DO NOT OWN BLEACH OR ITS CHARACTERS

ENJOY!

Ichigo sucked on her luscious lips as his fingers was softly playing in her auburn hair. His tongue teased her lower lip to grant him access. She hesitantly parted her lips to give him access.

Ichigo slipped his tongue in and roamed her cavern. Her taste was as sweet as he always imagined it would be. Ichigo tugged on her hair while grasping her smooth neck to push her head in a slight angle to deepen the kiss.

Orihime took her time getting used to Ichigo invading her personal space. However, she didn't mind his fingers tugging her hair and his thumb on the next hand rubbing her neck pulse. She gripped his jacket to pull him in closer so she can tasted more of him. Suddenly her tongue joins the war and invades his cavern. His taste was insatiable.

Orihime moaned in his mouth wanting more.

'Damnit,' screamed Ichigo's mind. Hearing her moan sent him throbbing. 'I need to relax.'

Ichigo and Orihime pulled apart gasping for air. As Ichigo stared at Orihime he couldn't help but be aroused at her flushed cheeks. Her heavy panting and eyes glossed over with lust. He doesn't only want to protect her but claim her as his own.

She felt heat coming from her spot as Ichigo looked her over with lust etched in his eyes. He looked absolutely hot. However she felt nervous. She knew she couldn't fall in love with him. It was too risky. She still had to erase her past and her upcoming future with Aizen.

Tears were threatening to flow out of her eyes. Orihime averted her eyes away from his own.

Ichigo catching her nervousness bent down and grabbed her keys off the floor. He stood back up and handed her the keys,

"I think its best that we go inside."

Orihime nodded her head still trying to control her heat. She turned around and took a deep breath before putting her key in the keyhole.

Placing her key in the keyhole finding it still unlocked from the police being inside. She turned the knob to enter. Stepping in, Ichigo was only two steps in when he grabbed Orihime and claimed her lips again. His foot kicked the door closed. He pushed her further into her apartment condo.

Orihime gasped at Ichigo's sudden eagerness. She raised her hands to push him back but found that his lips were too soft to let go. Her hands moved to wrap around his neck.

Ichigo felt her melt into his kiss. He knew he was doing something right. Orihime was delicate. Even though she tried to be strong her eyes would always affect her anger. He needs to protect her. He was going to protect her from that bastard Aizen. Orihime was his and he was going to claim what was his.

As he pushed her further in her apartment, he couldn't help but run his hand down her deep curved back to grip her behind. Ichigo lifted Orihime up as her legs wrapped around his hips. She gasped when she felt his erection through her skirt. Feeling him made her more excited and she pushed her tongue into his to deepen the kiss. She wanted more and she will get more from this man.

Their tongues were in a heated battle to dominate the other. Orihime was winning that battle from hearing Ichigo groan from her hand pulling his bright orange locks.

Her thoughts started to run wild. The images flashed through her mind of seeing him naked on top or him under her. Feeling him move in and out of her had the pit of her stomach feel a slight pain. She wanted to let him know she wanted him out of pure pleasure. She couldn't help her sick mind. It was twisted from a young age. She didn't want love making she wanted a pure fuck buddy to blow her mind. Is that too much to ask for?

When he pushed her on the nearest wall, he hiked up her skirt to feel her soft thighs. She growled in his mouth. His lips left her own and found her pulse on her neck. His tongue lapped over the pounding pulse to reach her earlobe. He left a trail of his saliva from her neck to her ear. He started to kiss the trail to remove the wetness. His kisses were enticing for her to moan out loud.

Suddenly the image of Aizen flashed into her mind. Aizen touching her instead of Ichigo made her heart race in a panic until she heard Ichigo whisper her name.

"Stop… you can't do this," Orihime struggled to say but ended as a soft whisper. Ichigo paused by her ear and whispered to her.

"Do you really want me to stop…Orihime?" he breathed into her ear as his tongue entered it.

As soon as she was about to answer his question, her home phone started to ring.

"Fuck!" Ichigo cursed as he lean his head against the wall where he pressed Orihime on.

She began to struggle to get off the wall to answer the phone. While she was walking towards the phone, Ichigo pulled her arm back.

"Don't answer it," as she fell back into his arms. He continued to kiss her on her jawline moving closer to her lips. The phone continued to ring. Orihime's eyes shifted from the phone to her pleasure for the night.

"The answering machine will pick it up." Orihime smashed her lips on his own lips and continued the passionate kiss they shared before. Her arms reached for his jacket to pull it off but paused when she heard the husky voice on the answering machine. Ichigo excitement was place on pause when he heard the caller's voice also.

"It was great seeing again my Princess." Orihime gasped and covered her mouth. "You see dear Hime; you are my property from now on and you do not belong to anyone else. Especially, that trouble-maker of a boy name Ichigo Kurosaki. You see if I see you with him, I will tell him everything. When I say everything I mean EVERYTHING, my sweet. For example, when you were…"

Orihime ran to her phone and picked it up.

"Damnit Sousuke stop this!" She paused to listen to him speak on the other end. "What! You can't do-"She continued to listen to the other end as he spoke. However, her eyes grew into saucers and Ichigo knew something was going wrong with the conversation.

Suddenly her eyes glisten with tears. Ichigo spotted her panic and quickly grabbed the phone from her trembling hand.

"What the fuck Aizen, leave Orihime alone you sick fuck." He slammed the phone on the hook, and then turned to Orihime. She was still caught in a daze while her tears stained her flushed cheeks. "What did that man say?" he asked in a husky voice.

Orihime couldn't look into Ichigo's eyes as they were filled with so much malice.

'You have to go," she finally responded. She turned her back towards him and made her way to her front door.

"Do you really want me to leave, Orihime?" Ichigo asked.

Orihime paused at the door with her hand on the knob. Tears rolled down her cheeks thinking about his voice asking her the question. The way he sound crushed her heart, but picturing Aizen and bringing forth his threat to hurt Ichigo made her heart shatter.

"Get out Ichigo," she replied with her back still towards him. Orihime slowly opened the door but jumped when his strong hand slammed the door shut.

"No damnit," he breathed on her neck. Orihime's eyes widen from his answer. Her hands drop to her side. "You see, I promised you that I was going to protect you. Aizen does not scare me. I will fight for you-"

"Why?" she asked cutting him off. Tears continued to fall from her eyes. Ichigo felt his heart being pulled.

He paused for a moment then sighed. He placed his other hand on the door and leaned closer to her ear.

"Because Orihime, I love you."

Orihime started to grow frustrated. She quickly whirled around to face him.

Ichigo removed his hands from the door and stared into Orihime's eyes. They were filled with anger yet regret.

"You can't love me!" she shouted. Ichigo took a step back.

"Wha… why?"

"Ichigo, you don't even know me to stand there and tell me you love me. You don't know me to love me." She balled her hands into a tight fist by her sides. "You see Ichigo we are from two different worlds. You're well, I'm sick; you're rich, I'm poor; you have family, I have none!" Orihime pushed Ichigo back a two steps. "So get out!"

Ichigo started to grow angry from Orihime's stubbornness. It was getting too frustrating. But hell, he was stubborn too.

He pushed Orihime into the door.

"You don't think I know that!" he shouted in his defense. "I mean seriously, why can't you let me help." He gripped her shoulders. "I mean come on Orihime. I can help you."

Orihime rolled her eyes. Ichigo seeing this let go of her shoulders. He grabbed her chin to stare into his eyes.

"You had Tatsuki but you pushed her away too, but at least me. I'm willing to fight for you. So let me fight."

"I don't need your pity Ichigo!" she shouted as she slapped his hand away from her chin and pushed him back.

"You have no one, Orihime!" He slammed his fist into the door as he stepped forward to hover over Orihime. "Everyone that tries to help you, you push away," She started shaking. "You have no one…" he whispered harshly.

Sobs then filled her small place. Orihime finally broke down falling to her knees while covering her ears. The pressure was too much for her.

"I'm sorry, Orihime. I shouldn't have said that-"

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!" she screamed between her sobs.

"Orih-"

"OUT!" She stood up and pushed him back. Ichigo almost stumbled over her lampstand. He was taken aback by her sudden strength from her forceful push. She whirled around to her door and pulled it open with so much force, it seem it would fly off its hinges. "Out you bastard!"

Ichigo stared into her heated eyes that were filled with malicious hatred and sadness. He didn't know what to say to calm her down. He slowly crept to the door, keeping his eyes on Orihime. Finally out the door, he figured out what to say but was suddenly met with the door slamming in his face.

Ichigo hung his head low while walking towards the steps to exit the condominium. He took one last look at her door that read 403.

Finally out of the building Ichigo pulled out his keys for his car and enter it. Closing the door, Ichigo stared out his front windshield. Growling he started to bang on his steering wheel. The frustration was taking its toll on his anger. Placing both hands on the steering wheel, he lean his head on his hands.

The image of her eyes filled with tears of sadness yet anger. Was it directed at him?

Taking a deep breath, he pushed his key into the ignition and started up his car. About to pull from the curb, Ichigo took one last look at Orihime's building. Sighing, he sped down the street to his dorm with one though going through his mind…

'How can I help someone that doesn't want to be help?'

Pretty darn intense huh?

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