My Life is a big "What If"
AU What if they lived a so called "normal" life? With a twist… hahaha… Did you ever think of what might have happened after years passed? A story of serendipity… The love between a girl who has never believed in love and a guy who once made her see its magic... Only to prove that years and obstacles are not enough to separate true love and that no matter how far apart you may be, you will always find each other… Ichiruki :D
Disclaimer: I don't own bleach :P ( I wish I did XD)
Chapter 38: Broken
He sat down on his bed with his towel hanging on his shoulders. His face softened and he looked at his hands then he clenched them tightly as he remembered what happened just a few moments ago.
"Make love to me." She said pulling him down and capturing his lips. As their lips worked on their kiss, they slowly walked towards the bed. Orihime fell on the bed, her back hitting the mattress. He hovered above her then he gave her a serious look before he asked, "Is that all?" after seeing her nod, he leaned down to capture her lips once again. They continued their passionate kiss and she began to moan. He broke free from the kiss and saw that her face was flushed red. She had her eyes closed and she was panting.
He then leans back down to work on her neck and this time her moans were much louder. He let his hand slide inside her pink blouse. She whimpered at his touch. Slowly, his hands moved up to one of her huge mounds. He cupped one of her breasts and began to massage it. She let out a sharp gasp before she moaned his name.
"Mmnn… Ichigo…" She moaned in pleasure. He closed his eyes as his lips continued to lavish her neck.
"Mmnn…" She moaned louder.
"Sshhh…" He hushed her softly but she continued to moan his name. Again and again his name escaped her lips.
"Ichigo… ah… Ichigo… Mmnn…" She continued a hand holding onto his orange hair and the other on his shoulder.
Sshh… He hushed her in his head and it made him a little more aggressive but she didn't seem to mind as long as he gave her pleasure.
He inhaled her scent.
No…
Something's wrong…
With her scent…?
"Ichigo…" She let out again.
There it is again…
Is there something wrong with how she said it…?
Was it her voice…?
Was it the way she said it…?
For some reason he felt a sting inside him every time he heard his name escape her lips.
No… That's not it…
He pulled back to look at her and he pulled his hand out from inside her pink shirt. Orihime opened her eyes to look at him.
"What's wrong?" She asked with a bit of concern.
"I… I don't think we should do this…" He said getting up.
"What do you mean? It's alright." She gave her a confused look.
"No. It's not alright." He replied firmly.
"I can't… I can't claim you like this…" He added looking away.
"Yes… yes you can!" She insisted standing up as well.
"You don't understand—"
"No, I don't! So explain! Is there… is there something wrong with me because I could change if—"
No... nothing's wrong with you... It's me.
Doing this feels wrong because…
I'm yearning for someone else... not you… but her...
For me... it felt right with her...
I couldn't feel the same way with you because...
You're not her... He just couldn't bear to tell her this.
"It's not… you…" He ended up saying in a low tone. The way he said it, struck her for some reason and she knew what it means.
"You… you can do it Ichigo. You just… won't… because I'm… not her…" She said her tone dying down into a whisper but he still heard her.
"I…" He began and she took the bouquet of flowers from the side table. She held it close as she spoke again.
"These flowers… you see, it's what makes things harder… you do these sweet things to make me happy but you're not so what's the point, right?" She let out a weak smile as she stared down at the flowers.
"We'll just end up hurting ourselves so just please… just—" Her tears were about to fall when suddenly his arms were wrapped around her.
"You definitely deserve someone better than me…" he whispered and she closed her eyes shut to stop the tears from falling. She hugged him back tighter.
Thank you…
For making my dream, come true… even for just a little while…
She took in a deep breath before letting go.
"You should go now." She said with a weak smile.
Go get her. She added in her head.
"Please… don't cry." He pleaded.
"I can't promise you that so… please go." She said turning around. He wanted to say something but he didn't bother saying it, instead he whispered, "I'm sorry" before he left. After hearing the door close, she fell on her knees just like how her tears began to fall.
She felt her whole world crumble and she slowly reached for her phone. She sat back on the bed and began to dial a number then she put the phone against her ear.
"H-hello… I-it's me… I just… I… could you come… now… thanks…" She said in between sobs and her voice dying down into a whisper. Then she threw the phone aside and she hugged her legs tighter.
She began to recall her conversation with Tatsuki.
" There's something I need to tell you and I want you to listen very carefully."
"Just tell me already Tatsuki." She whined. Tatsuki took in a deep breath.
"Here goes…" She began in a low tone.
"I want you to…"
"To what?"
"To break up with Ichigo." She said. There was a long pause before Orihime began to giggle.
"Break up with him? Why would I do that?"
"Because Orihime… Ichigo… Ichigo doesn't feel the same way about you." She said bluntly but in a calm way. Orihime's giggle became uncertain.
"Alright, you got me. Is that what you were going to say?" Orihime said trying to hide her uncertainty.
"I'm serious Orihime."
"Okay. Stop joking now. It's not funny anymore." She said her laughter dying down and her voice changing into a worried one.
"I'm sorry but I have a feeling that pretty soon you two will—"
"No! We're doing just fi—"
"You're not." Tatsuki said firmly.
"Stop saying that!" She pleaded her tone a little frustrated.
"Orihime… I shouldn't have helped you to be with him."
"I don't like our conversation anymore." She said tears welling up in her eyes.
"Sorry but you have to know the truth…"
"Truth? What truth?"
"The fact that he doesn't—"
"He loves me! Ichigo loves me! He does!" She insisted. "If you're gonna keep saying that, then I'm going to hung up!" She threatened.
"Oh? If you think that he does love you then, why didn't he tell you about his son?" Tatsuki said and there was another long pause on the other line.
"His… what?" She said in soft voice.
"He has a seven year old son named Ken'ichi. Why would he hide something like that from you?"
"He has a son…" Orihime repeated a bit confused. "If that's true, then whose the—" She didn't finish her question.
"It was a classmate of ours a few years ago and I think he's still in love with her." Tatsuki replied.
"Who?" She asked desperate to know who it was.
"Well… it's Kuchiki Rukia…" Orihime's eyes widened at hearing the petite woman's name.
Rukia… the name repeated inside her head.
"We don't know each other so I'll introduce myself first. I'm Kuchiki Rukia, I'm an old classmate of Kurosaki."
"… You probably don't know her but…" Tatsuki continued.
"I do." She said in a low tone.
"Y-you do?" Tatsuki's eyebrows furrowed.
"I do! I do know her! And I know you're lying! Rukia doesn't feel that way about Ichigo or neither does he feel that way about her!" She yelped.
I saw the way he looked at her… He always scowls… and she didn't seem to care about him so that's impossible!
There is nothing…
Going on between them…
"They're just old friends Tatsuki!"
"Orihime…"
"So what if they had a son? What's past is past and he has me now! He doesn't need her!"
"Then, why are you worried?" Tatsuki asked which silenced the tangerine haired woman.
"If you're so confident that he does love you then… why do I here that you're in the verge of crying?" She continued. Orihime began to tremble.
"T-that's not true!" She protested.
"I'm your friend Orihime, I don't want you to get hurt which is why I'm telling you to be prepared for what might happened."
"I… I'm not…"
"Think about it. Why would I lie to you?"
"I don't know! Maybe it's just one of your sick jokes!"
"It's not a joke it's the truth."
"I don't believe you!"
"But Ori—"
"I'll only believe Ichigo! Only his words so stop making stuff up!" She yelled then she hung up and began to cry.
Only him… I'll only believe him…
I want to hear it… the truth from his lips…
I want to hear him say that all of this was a lie…
I'm so sorry Tatsuki… I should have believed you… Look at me now… I'm so pitiful… She told herself as she let her tears fall freely on her cheeks continuously, just like the rain pouring from outside her window.
Ichigo was walking around again in the pouring rain. No one was minding him. He seemed invisible to everyone else. He deserved that. He thought. He didn't need pity coming from anyone else. There's nothing to blame it on either. There's no stupid chocolate like before. He couldn't even blame the flowers and he definitely couldn't blame Orihime. This time there was no one else to blame but him. He continued his slow pace. It was getting darker and colder outside but he didn't care. He passed by Karakura Elementary school. He just looked up, obviously, the place was already close. He sighed and began to walk again. He must've been walking for hours because he was able to arrive back to his apartment by foot. In the halls until inside his room he left trails of water dripping from him. He didn't think twice and he went straight for the bathroom to take a shower. For a few moments he just stood there letting the water flow all over his already rain soaked body. It was obvious his mind was still wondering and processing everything that happened the whole day.
"Orihime! Orihime!" She heard a familiar voice coming from the door but she didn't move an inch from her position, curled up in bed with tear filled eyes. Then she heard the door swung open and running steps coming closer. The person began to pant as whoever it was found Orihime.
"I'm… here…"
She looked up and stared at the person who began to sit beside her.
"Hey—"but before the person could even finish, she wrapped her arms around her visitor.
"Oh… I did it… it's finished… I-I'm so stupid… and alone." She said her arms tightened around her acquaintance who just strokes her hair in order to comfort her.
"It's alright… I'm here." She began to sob more at hearing the reply.
"I-I'm so sorry for making you come here. You must've been busy." She said looking worriedly at her visitor.
"It's no problem." The person replied in a calm tone. It made her smile.
"Thank you, Uryuu." She said wrapping her arms around him once again. He blushed. He's glad that she wasn't looking at him right now. She began to straighten up. He felt his cheeks become warmer and he could definitely picture himself blushing madly. Then he noticed the trail of tears on her cheeks. He wiped them with his thumb but she held his hand tightly.
"Don't…" She began, looking down and gripping his hand with both of her hands.
"But—" He tried to reason out but she shook her head.
"No matter how much you try to wipe them away…" Her voice began to croak as she continued, "They'll just keep on pouring…" She began to tremble and more tears fell. This time he wrapped his arm around her and held her close.
"I… I'm sorry… you must be… g-getting… a-annoyed now huh?" She said in between her sobs.
"Yeah…" His reply made her quickly look up but he smirked.
"You shouldn't be crying… You should always smile." He said but it only made more tears.
"Ichigo… he… he never… loved me…"
"You're wrong. He did love you but not as much as you loved him."
Or the way I loved you. He added in his head.
"That's why you shouldn't cry over him." He added.
"But I did everything… All I can for him to love me back… I was perfect… I tried so hard… It hurts…"
"I know. Believe me, I know how it feels when the person you love doesn't even notice your efforts. It's painful but you just have to endure it if you want them to be happy. Sometimes, it takes the greatest sacrifice of letting them go. Trust me… it'll be painful at first but soon it'll heal."
She listened intently to every word that Uryuu said.
"Have you… experienced this before?"
"Yes. You see there's this girl I've always liked but she never noticed me so I just do my best to be there for her whenever I can. But you, Orihime are different…"
"What do you mean?"
"You were strong enough to let him go. I wasn't. I could never let her go. That's why I'd rather suffer the fact that she'll never like me and be there for her rather than distance myself away, that would just hurt more."
"So… what happened to the girl that you liked?"
"Well, if you must know she called me. She was crying because her boyfriend dumped her so I came right away to comfort her. It doesn't matter if she cries all night, I'll stay beside her, to remind her that she's not alone and I'm here for her if she ever needed a shoulder to cry on. Even if after this she returns back to treating me like no one special. I just… want her to be happy. I want to see her smile again. That's good enough for me." He replied looking away. Orihime's eyes widened at Ishida.
"How…" She began sobbing again and it got Ishida's attention.
"Hey—"
"How could I be so stupid…" She told herself and she began to tremble again.
"How could… I… not see…" She said covering her face with her palms. "You've always… always been there… for me… the phone calls… the talks… the greetings… everything… and I didn't even…" This time she didn't finish her statement and just ended up crying some more. Ishida's face softened.
"It's not your fault. Please don't blame yourself. I didn't need you to know how I feel because you were already happy and like I said that's all I wanted—for you to be happy."
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" She murmured again and again as she rested her head on his chest. He stroked her hair.
"Please don't apologize. I don't want you to say sorry because you did what makes you happy." He whispered.
"B-but I hurt you…!" She yelped but he shook his head.
"Seeing your smile eases away any pain so please… smile for me…" This time she smiled but the tears kept flowing although she was positive it wasn't tears of sadness anymore. She wrapped her arms around him again and closed her eyes.
"Thank you… thank you…" She murmured again and again this time. It made Ishida smile.
No… Thank you… he said in his head.
He was getting glances from his co-workers as he walked down the hall to the office. He had a scowl on his face. Some of the people began to murmur to each other, although he knew they were talking about him, he just couldn't care less about it.
"I heard someone saw him walking in the rain…"
"I think it's because his date walked out and left him at vin et des roses…"
"No way? They were in vin et des roses?"
"Yeah… I'm guessing he got dumped."
"By that hot girlfriend of his who works in that day care?"
"But isn't she hot?"
"Maybe he was cheating on her?"
"No way, why would he cheat on such a hot woman."
Damn… don't these people know how to whisper louder? He asked himself sarcastically.
He grumpily opened the door to his office and gave the others a death glare before closing the door shut. His glare sent tingles down everyone's spines and they quickly got back to work. Inside the office he saw Ishida waiting for him holding onto a pile of papers. Ichigo dashed to his seat and sat down. He glared at Ishida.
"Here are the papers that need signing." Ishida said putting the pile on the table.
"So… aren't you going to lecture me?"
"You're late." He simply said.
"What? That's it? Is that all you have to say?"
"Start doing the paper wo—" He didn't finish when Ichigo slammed his fists on the table.
"Aren't you going to tell me how stupid I am and make me feel more guilty? Surely you know what happened!" He yelled. Ishida just adjusted his glasses.
"Actually I do know what happened and I don't need to lecture you and make you suffer more you're doing fine by yourself." He said plainly. Ichigo gritted his teeth.
"How did you know—" Ishida answered before his friend even finished the question.
"She called me. So I came."
"Yippee. Prince charming came to the rescue." He said sarcastically, "You must've been so happy since you can finally have her to yourself." Ishida gave him a serious look.
"You made her cry, Kurosaki." He said and Ichigo looked away. "Every time she had a problem with you, I'd always have to back you up. This time, I won't. This time, I can't hide how much of an asshole you are for hurting her."
"So you two have been…" Ichigo didn't finish and he just smirked. He began to walk towards Ishida then he grabbed the man's collar.
"So she's been cheating on me with you?"
"Tell that to yourself." Ishida retorted. The two glared at each other for a moment before Ichigo let go.
"Well… It's over now. So what do you plan to do, smartass?" The orange haired man asked.
"Something an asshole like you could never have done in a million years."
Love her…
Ichigo smirked again knowing what Ishida meant. Then he took the pile of papers and shove it in his briefcase. After doing so he grabbed the case and began to walk away. He stopped at the door. He began to speak but he didn't look back.
"Ishida…" He said. There was silence. When Ichigo was sure that Ishida was listening, he continued, "Don't make her cry like I did…" There was a pause before his friend replied.
"I won't… Only an idiot would…" Then Ichigo began to turn the doorknob when Ishida called out again.
"Kurosaki."
"What? Are you going to stop me?" He asked still not turning around.
"Rest." He plainly said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Che. Whatever." Was all his reply before he completely exited the room.
She got out of the cab and quickly went inside the house.
"Darn it… Looks like it's going to rain again… It's been raining a lot…" She mumbled.
"I'm home!" She yelled. "Welcome back!" She heard an answer coming from the living room. She scowled when she noticed that there was only one voice. She walked towards the living room and saw the little kid sitting on the couch watching TV. She looked around then looked back at the boy with a raised eyebrow and her hands on her hips.
"Kichi, where's…" She didn't finish on purpose not exactly sure who she was looking for.
"Where's who mom?" The boy asked.
"You know… anyone…" She ended up saying as she approached the kid. Ken'ichi stood up to give his mother a hug. Rukia kneeled down to hug the kid back.
"Dad's not here. No one else is here. I'm alone." He said innocently.
"Alone? What do you mean alone? You can't be alone." She said putting her hands on the boy's shoulders.
"Why? Because there are ghosts in the house?"
"Kichi, I'm not joking. Who walked you home from school?"
"A ghost."
"Ken'ichi!" She scolded the kid.
"I-I was alone. I walked home by myself." The boy replied stuttering because of his mother's tone
"By yourself? Ken'ichi, that's very dangerous! Where the hell is Kurosaki? It's his turn to pick you up." Rukia said and the boy just shrugged.
"Did you try calling him?" the boy nodded in response.
"What'd he say?"
"No one was answering."
"Then why didn't you call Momo?"
"I did but there wasn't any answer either."
Damn it Momo, where the hell did you put your fucking phone this time. Rukia groaned.
"And Kiyone?"
"She was busy taking care of someone."
"Then why didn't you just wait for me."
"But mom, it's already 8:00; I would have rotten in school by the time you arrive."
"Even so! It's better than letting you go home alone."
"But I know the way home. I could do it—" She pinched his cheeks.
"When I say, you don't go home by yourself, you don't. Am I clear on that?"
"I-I won't do it again ma'am. S-sorry." And with that, she let go. She sighed.
"Good." Then she hugged the boy tight.
"Damn, I wouldn't know what to do if anything bad happened to you." She muttered kissing the boy's forehead.
"I'm alright mom." He assured her.
Suddenly they heard a knock on the door. Ken'ichi sat back on the couch while Rukia walked out of the living room to get the door. Once the door opened, the person went straight inside.
"Oh Rukia! My phone is missing!" Momo squealed frantically.
"Yeah, I figured. We've been trying to contact you."
"Oh… It's not in my fridge so maybe it's in yours, I'll just go check." She said before dashing towards the kitchen. Rukia just rolled her eyes and closed the door.
Momo walked back to the living room finding her best friend and Ken'ichi both watching TV.
"So? Any luck?" Rukia asked but Momo shook her head in disappointment.
"Why don't we try calling it?" Rukia suggested but again Momo just shook her head.
"It's on silent so there's no point. Oh… maybe I left it at Shiro's." She sighed and sat on the couch with the other two.
"Do you want me to call him?"
"Nah… I'll find it soon when I'm not looking for it anymore." Momo said with a little giggle.
"Mom…" Ken'ichi began.
"Hmm?"
"Aren't you going to call dad?"
"Why? What happened?" Momo asked in curiosity.
"Call him? Why would I call him?"
"Aren't you worried about dad?"
"No." She plainly replied and Ken'ichi gave her a sad look.
"I am." The boy said with a pout.
"Hey! Tell me what happened!" Momo shouted.
"It's no big deal, it's just that, carrot top didn't show up this afternoon so Ken'ichi had to go home by himself."
"So… what did happen?" Momo asked.
"Don't know." Rukia shrugged.
"Oh please mom. Call dad. Please… please." The little kid pleaded with puppy dog eyes. Who could possibly resist those?
"Oh Kichi, I would have called him if I had my phone." Momo said.
"Then, call him when you find it." Rukia said.
"But Rukia, I won't find it if I looked for it."
"Oh please… please… just one call…" The little boy pleaded some more.
"Ken'ichi, you shouldn't worry about him. I'm sure he's fine after all bad weeds don't die easily." Momo raised an eyebrow at Rukia's comment.
"Are you sure you should be saying those kinds of things about the kid's father?"
"All I'm saying is that there is nothing to worry about."
"Oh come on Rukia. It's just a call. Just do it already and get it over with." Momo said and Rukia finally sighed in defeat.
"Alright, alright, I'll call him."
"Yehey!" Ken'ichi and Momo both cheered. Rukia rolled her eyes and began to dial a number then put the phone against her ear. She heard a ring from the other line but no one was picking up so she hung up.
"So?" Momo asked but Rukia shrugged.
"What about home phone?" Ken'ichi suggested. Rukia sighed and began to dial again but she got the same result.
"What do we do now?" Ken'ichi asked.
"Simple. We do nothing." Rukia said plainly.
"But what if something bad happened to dad?" he asked really worried this time
"Oh no! You should go there and check on him Rukia!" Momo suggested.
"What? Oh no. I called him already. He didn't answer, that's his problem. Besides there must be plenty of other explanations why he didn't—"
"Please..." They both pleaded with puppy dog eyes and pouting lips.
"That's not going to work on me. No, I won't do it. That's final." Rukia said firmly.
Before she knew it she was dressed with a white blouse, maroon skirt that just goes below her knees, and a black handbag. All in all she was ready to go.
"I can't believe you two tucked me into this." She mumbled.
"Oh come on, I'm sure you're worried too. Don't worry, about us here. I'll take care of everything. Bye, bye." Momo said pushing Rukia out of the house and closing the door.
With that, Rukia had no choice but to go to the orange head's apartment.
She began to walk on the familiar halls to go to a familiar room. She got lost when she first got here but now she was pretty sure where she was headed. She stopped by the door.
Damn it, why am I so nervous? She wondered and she took a deep breath.
Here goes…
She began to knock lightly on the door then paused to see if there was any respond from the inside. When she got nothing she knocked again but much louder this time and she got the same result. She began to pout.
Don't tell me he's not home… Then I went all this way for nothing? She groaned and began to bang the door.
"Damn it! Oi! Kurosaki! Open up!" She yelped but there was still no reply. She turned the doorknob furiously and was surprised to see it unlocked. Her eyebrows shot up and she began to slowly push the door open. The lights were closed so she opened them. Everything looked the same, the way she remembered it from the last time she went there.
"I'm coming in!" She said and slowly stepped inside taking some extra precautions and looking around.
"If you jump on me, I'll kill you!" She warned as she walked inside the room keeping herself alert for anything that might happened. She put her bag on the couch and began to walk some more. She passed by a door to another room. It was lightly opened so she approached it.
Bedroom? She figured.
She then slowly pushed it open but then it hit something soft on the ground. She looked down to see what it is.
Clothes? No worse… a suit?
Why would you leave your suit on the floor? She thought.
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Then she gasped and quickly stepped away from the room.
Oh no! What if he's in there with his girlfriend?
Shit! I'm intruding!
They could have at least locked it! She yelled in her head in frustration.
But what if he's not?
What if he's alone?
Which is more the reason why I shouldn't go in there! She scolded herself.
Who knows what he'll do. Not to mention that guy is a freak. She reminded herself.
Then she placed her hand on the door and sighed.
But then again, I did come here to check on him...
She closed her eyes and stepped inside.
"I'm really sorry to intrude, or if I'm disturbing whatever you're doing in here." She began, "I just came to..." She stopped speaking when she noticed that there was no respond. Then she opened one eye and saw that there was someone on the bed. She opened her other eye and scanned the bed. The person's whole body was covered with the sheet but the said sheet still revealed his orange hair. Seeing the mass of orange hair made Rukia sigh in relief.
I guess he's alright… she thought.
She turned around to walk out of the room when suddenly she heard him cough. Her head looked back at the person in bed. Then he coughed again, this time a bit harder than before. She raised an eyebrow and slowly began to approach him. She stared at him for a few moments before her hand slowly came up to pull down the sheet. Her hand stopped midway and she spoke.
"If I find out that you're pretending to be sick, I swear you won't see…" She didn't finish when her hand pulled down the sheet revealing his face. He groaned at the feeling of air in his face. She quickly put a hand on his forehead. He was trembling and breathing hard. He curled up more into a ball at her touch. She felt mixed emotions of anger and worry.
"Idiot!" she cried out before rushing to the bathroom. She came back with a basin filled with water and a small towel.
"You're so stupid you know that? Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid." She began as she put down the basin on the floor.
"You're sick as hell! I think I just burned my hand when I touched you!" She scolded as she squeezed tightly the soaked towel.
"Why didn't you even call anyone? You could've died here and no one would've known!" She continued as she sat beside him and wiped his face with the towel. He moaned at the feeling.
"Yeah, see that? You're lucky I came here and you're even luckier that I decided to do this for you." She then pushed the sheet away revealing that he was still wearing a light blue stripped long sleeved shirt, a red tie and black pants. It made her scowl.
"You know I'm already mad at you for not picking up Ken'ichi and now this." She saw him soaking with sweat and she knew what she had to do. She walked towards the closet and grabbed a fresh set of clothes. Then she came back and got in the bed. First she took off the loosened tie around his neck then began to open his buttons starting with the ones on his wrists of course, to be safe. Then she went for the ones on his chest. She took a deep breath then opened the first one and onto the next and so on. Little by little it revealed his glistening muscular chest. She gulped and looked away. She took the towel and wiped his chest with it going through all the details of his toned muscles. He moaned as he let her continue whatever she was doing. She bit her lower lip. She was flushed red and thankful that he couldn't see her. Then she hovered above him and tried to take off the shirt but it was too hard since he was lying down. She huffed and leaned down his ear.
"Hey… could you um… sit up… please…" She whispered but she just got a groan from the other person instead. She put his arms on her shoulder then she took in a deep breath before she pulled him up with all her strength. She held him still for a few moments. She could feel his hot temperature against hers. It felt good but she lightly shook her head to remind her of what she needs to do. His head was buried in her neck. She could feel his hot breath brush her skin. It sent shivers down her spine so she closed her eyes shut and proceeded to remove his shirt. This time, he moaned and it took every ounce of Rukia's strength to not moan back. She bit her lower lip so hard that she didn't care if it was bleeding. After successfully removing his shirt, she carefully lay him back down. She was staring at his face. He had his eyebrows furrowed and she scowled back.
Damn… that was really hard…
Physically and mentally… she told herself.
She took the towel again and continued what she was doing before starting from his face to his neck, then to his arms and chest. She travelled down his abs then stomach until she reached his pants. She quickly looked up at him when her hand brushed his belt. He didn't seem to react though. She scowled.
"If you're thinking I'll change you there then you're wrong so stop thinking it." She told him but obviously, the other person didn't reply. She ran a hand through her raven hair and took another deep breath. Then she began to fiddle with his belt. Then with one clean pull, the belt was gone. "D-don't get any ideas! T-that's all that I'm doing. You're not THAT lucky asshole!" She added blushing madly. Then she grabbed the new T-shirt that she got from the closet then placed it over his head. She guided his hands to enter the holes of the shirt and lastly, she pulled the shirt down to cover his exposed chest. She wiped away a bead of sweat rolling down the side of her face.
"Finally…" She sighed in relief. She couldn't help but rest on his chest for a moment. She was panting because of everything she just did. It was pretty tiresome especially for a petite woman like herself. She closed her eyes as she waited for her breathing to even but all of a sudden she felt an arm wrap around her body. Her eyes opened and she quickly got off him. She stood beside the bed and examined him.
He looks a little better now… she thought and it made her smile. Then she walked out of the room and grabbed her bag. She took out her phone to make a phone call. After three rings someone finally picked up.
"Hello?" The person said on the other line.
"It's me." She said.
"Oh! Rukia! How's everything?" Momo said.
"Well, everything's alright. Listen, I might not come home tonight."
"Why? Don't tell me you two are—" Rukia cut her off before Momo could even finish her suggestion.
"Kurosaki's sick so I need to…"
"Okay, okay. If you say so."
"I'll just see you tomorrow. Bye." Rukia said before she hung up then she went back inside the bedroom with the patient still sleeping in bed. She walked towards the basin which was placed on the floor beside the bed. She kneeled down and clenched the towel in the basin, letting the excess water flow back. Then she draped the towel over his forehead. She reached for the sheet and placed it over his body, tucking him in. All of a sudden, she heard him speak.
"Rukia…" He moaned she rolled her eyes then sat beside him.
"Yeah, what?" She answered as if she was just talking to an awake Ichigo.
"Mmnn…Rukia…" He moaned again.
"What? What do you want?" she said frankly, a little annoyed.
"You look…" He began.
"Tired, yes I know. And it's your fau—"
"Beautiful…" He murmured in his sleep. She blushed then scowled.
"How would you even know that? You have your eyes closed. Are you sure you're asleep?" She asked staring at him.
"nn… that red… dress…" He said barely audible but Rukia understood. She raised an eyebrow.
"Red dress? But… I'm wearing white, stupid." She said looking at her white blouse then back at him. She thought about what he said.
Red dress?
Did he mean…?
Then her expression softened.
So… he is dreaming… She figured and she decided to play along. She leaned her face towards his ear.
"Thank you." She whispered with a smile then she heard him moan. She chuckled a little then positioned herself to lie down on her side so that she could continue to whisper on his ear in a more comfortable position.
"We should go now, or we'll be late, Ichigo." She murmured in his ear.
"Mmm." He replied and it made Rukia chuckle some more but suddenly he stirred to his side and wrapped his arm around her. She gasped.
"H-hey! O-okay, I'm done playing." She said trying to push him away but his grip just tightened around her.
"Don't…" He whispered and it made her grimace. Then she leaned again to whisper on his ear.
"Let go…" She said softly and it made the sleeping man scowl.
"No…"
"But you were able to do it before, just do it again." She whispered back.
"Never…" He replied holding her closer.
"Why?" She asked and he groaned.
"Rukia…" he repeated. The petite woman watched his face turn to an expression which is somewhat in pain.
"Stop it. You'll just strain yourself." She said looking away.
"Rukia…" He called out again.
"What? I said stop talking."
"Don't… cry…"
"Idiot, I'm not crying. I haven't since." She replied clutching his shirt.
"I'm…"
"You're what? Stupid?"
"Here… now…" He whispered and for some reason his head moved down to rest on hers. His arms around her loosened as well but she didn't move away. She looked at his face. It seemed more peaceful than before. Her expression softened. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes.
Just once…
Just this once… she told herself.
Have you forgotten how much he hurt you…?
All those years?
I haven't... She debated with herself.
She could feel his warm body on hers.
It's wrong Rukia… Don't do it…
I have to tell him…
No don't…
You'll only hurt yourself more…
He already has someone else…
But…
There's something I need to tell him…
Something that I kept all this time…
The one thing that my heart said when I saw him again…
"Welcome back… Ichigo…" She whispered before she herself fell asleep.
A/N: Well I did say I'll update but I think I'll take a break for the rest of the week :P (unless you guys could convince me to update XD) So… the damn writer never wrote that he regretted doing something with the tangerine haired woman. Actually, he's wondering if he'll regret not doing anything. So what do you guys think? Oh come on you guys, I'm not that evil to write about them doing ew… ew… ew… while writing the first part of this chapter I was thinking "Let's get this over with and end… end NOW!" hahaha XD MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! May God bless you and your family! I don't have much to say about this chapter except for it to be so damn hard to write. I don't know why. I guess I was just pretty busy so sorry for the mistakes and errors. Thanks a lot for reading and please review oh kind and generous people. Your reviews will complete my day. hahaha THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE LONG, ENTERTAINING and VERY INTERESTING REVIEWS IN THE PAST CHAPTER! I'm surprised that the reviews flooded :)) Well for those who guessed that nothing happened, good for you! You guys say that the characters are stupid for not realizing that they have feelings for each other but let me tell you, have you read BLEACH? or watched it? They are so perfect for each other and they don't realize it! Now THAT is MORE frustrating! ILY guys and God bless :P
These are some of the few questions people keep throwing at me:
Why was Ichigo delaying telling Orihime the truth?
Well I wanted him to be a little more considerate at what others might feel before doing anything. I mean come on! You're going to hurt someone and he couldn't help but delay it since hurting someone straight to the face is mean... of course he's also thinking about the atmosphere and her mood at the same time that may affect her reactions. That's why he was having hallucinations of her killing herself in the amusement park. And plus, Orihime was delaying it herself since she knows what Ichigo would tell her. But when it comes to Rukia... it's a different story... I think... (There are lots to consider haha XD)
Orihime's an idiot, why did she ask him to do "that" with him?
Yup, she is an idiot. Asking him to do it with her is like her ultimate test, I think. Since he hasn't done it with her before if he'll be able to do it without any regret then it would mean he doesn't love his ex anymore. (Don't be so hard on me people I'm trying my best to think what they would be thinking... wait... what?)
He's not compensating with what he did years ago?
He's not getting away with anything... he's gonna pay... I promise? :bd
Why hasn't Ichigo apolized?
There's a reason why he hasn't apologized... I think... :))
Ichihime?
No... I guess you guys could tell that now... Oh well...
Ichiruki?
That's the plan… I think…
Is this the end?
The story's not finished! Yet!
Why did Orihime make Ichigo tell her everything?
It's in the next chapter I think... and it's also in this chapter... I think... again…
So... Any more questions?
Okay… I know not all questions were answered much but… Oh well… I think they'll all be answered as the story progresses… that is if the people still review and still like the story :P Because if they don't like it anymore, I'll just stop writing because there won't be any point anymore :)) Since this is my first fic (that should be obvious, I'm only writing one, could you see the Author has written 1 story for bleach?) I was hoping it'll be a good one… and from the reviews I got before… It's a little good… I think…
= So from my answers you may conclude that I think a lot hahaha XD
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