XXIX.

Happiness

There was a first time for everything.

They had gone through plenty of first times separate and together but now… this one seemed to impact them the most.

She couldn't remember a time when she smiled for so long, or even smiled at all; and yet, that almost seemed like a first reaction whenever she saw him. There was something in the way he just looked at her, even if it was just in a glance; something in the way he touched her, even if it was just a graze; just something in his overall presence around her… It seemed childish and immature, like they were hormonal-induced teenagers but sometimes that's how they seemed to function.

She couldn't help but to find herself oddly attracted to him and his ever-changing physical form.

It reminded her of how the other female Shinigamis used to gush over some of the male Division members. She never understood why or never really saw anything in them but now… now she understood them and their emotions.

For once, she felt like this was it.

Maybe he would help her find sense in this.

Why did she enjoy the way he held her for too long of a time?

Or enjoy the way he grabbed a hold of her whenever he wanted her attention?

After everything he's done to her, why did she enjoy every aspect of him so much?

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She drove him insane.

In a good sense… if there was a good side to that.

It seemed like she knew every little tick that pushed that barrier he had placed on himself. Whether it was in a gentle swing of her hips that she did on purpose, or the light shake of her head that swung her black braid around along the curve of her back. Any little movement… broke him down piece by piece.

There was this odd, addicting sense in tracing fingertips along the outer surface of her flesh; following the contours of the muscular walls that were layered underneath. It was near impossible to not want to dissect her using just sight; he could remember every curve, every scar, every piece of her that had been pressed up against him was burned into his memory.

How did she do that?

How could she bring that kind of absent-minded feeling to him?

They were created without hearts and carried out without a second thought to these kind of… 'emotions.' The only thing they cared for was survival and hate.

And yet, she added a third care to that list.