Summary: Everybody likes Orihime. She's smart, beautiful, dedicated, and...in love with Ichigo. Keigo must now learn to move on from his own feelings for her. A certain event happens that may be just what he needed.
Keigo walked through the hallways of Karakura high school. His brown hair long enough to obscure his eyes from the other students. Unless you look real closely you would not notice that the class jokester is, in a rare occurrence, in deep thought.
'Orihime…'
Keigo didn't usually delve into his own innermost feelings. Between school and the anarchical shifts in every teens life, he merely 'stuck with the program' so to speak. He would joke, laugh and make himself look like the fool for other people's enjoyment, to maybe bring just a little bit of happiness in another person's day.
For years Keigo was not one known for establishing dominance. Many kids from middle school or hell even elementary picked on him since he was a laughable guy. He was always a bit on the short side, so this made him an easy target. Mind you he didn't want to be the stereotype of a dominant guy, since it seems what it requires is a lot of fights with others who are better left to screw themselves on their own. Karma's a bitch at times and whether you like it or not it usually catches up eventually.
Which brings Orihime into view. Contrary to what people may say, Keigo knew Orihime since elementary school. Long before Ichigo, Orihime was the only person whom stood up for him when he was picked on or would actually help him escape via hiding him in a giant gym yoga matt bag or under the lunch tables or at one point within a hollowed out vending machine, in which he was stuck in for many hours. They used to talk for a bit, Orihime mainly kept to herself from (what Keigo can guess) the death of her brother. Keigo felt that pain and wanted to make her happy.
It was at 5th grade he realized he liked her. Unfortunately by that time she had moved into a new home and met new friends. Keigo was left alone and got his ass handed to him sure, but he wouldn't forget the person who stood up for him.
When years later he met her again in Karakura High, his heart stopped. He remembered Orihime fondly but she didn't remember him. It was okay, they were kids at the time. It was also the reason why Keigo never actually pursued her, since she didn't remember who he was, he couldn't just expect her to continue right where they ended. He had to start all over. His sister would mock him for it calling him a 'Lovestruck Goofball' followed by quoting theatrical quotes as if to inspire him and make herself seem all knowing. Moron or not, he wanted to reconnect. Fate intervened however.
Orihime fell in love with Ichigo. Who doesn't honestly, the guy was a force in itself if his reputation was any indication. He couldn't blame her for being allured by Ichigo's humbleness, his strength and his brashness which is quite hilarious to see before the carrot top knocked your lights out. It still sucked though, wanting someone who didn't want you, even worse when they don't even remember you. Karma's a bitch indeed, the one girl Keigo liked for saving his hide as kids seemed to love someone who casually knocks his ass to the pavement during his shenanigans. Keigo raised his head looking towards his science class. "Oh well, let's see what other ladies are available for THIS bachelor!" He chuckled to himself. He won't let one setback get in his way.
--Ten minutes later--
'Shit!!' Keigo thought to himself grasping his head from stress.
'I STILL can't stop thinking about it. Get it together man, it's just one girl!' Keigo laid his head on the desk one eye opened looking towards the object of his hidden affections. Watching as she wrote down notes occasionally looking towards Tatsuki who complained about how class was boring. Her silent giggling being the epicenter of Keigo's focus. 'Ugh who am I kidding, I refuse to stop thinking about that laugh of hers.'
The professor turns to the class. "What's it called when you gain more muscle after getting sore through exercise?" Everyone in class mumbled, obviously not interested in the subject matter. "Anyone? C'mon I'll offer bonus points for the next quiz we take."
Keigo remained staring affectionately at Orihime from under his arms.
'Jeez all I can think about is how unfair it is that Ichigo caught her attention. But the truth hurts. I swear I'm nothing more than a basket case of…'
Keigo mumbles "Overcompensation."
The professor enthusiastically says "That's right Keigo, Overcompensation! That's five points for you! Now moving on…" Keigo was broken out of his thoughts from the professor calling his name.
'Well girl or no girl at least I got a few good quiz points for it!' He smiled at the thought. He looked back towards Orihime and found her staring at him. He paused, not sure what to say so he settled for one of his 'silly' smiles. Orihime began giggling from his facial expression. Keigo's heart throbbed heavily in his chest. He literally melted just from that smile, the smile he once knew as a kid now coming back and it was all for him.
The professor asks another albeit off topic question towards the class. "Do you know how Soseki Natsume translated the English phrase "I love you" into Japanese?"
Keigo dazed by that glorious smile and taking a page from his sister's many drama theater quotes from plays or poetry decided to mumble something that seemed romantic "The moon sure is beautiful, isn't it?"
The professor yells "Correct again Keigo! You're on a role today!"
Several females in class looked towards Keigo one of them whispering "He's kinda cute." Keigo heard that 'Someone thinks I'm cute? YES! THAT'S RIGHT this handsome devil's got brains too babes!' Some roughed up males looked to Keigo threateningly, who was completely unaware.
--End of Class--
Keigo was feeling a tad better from his emotional avalanche earlier. His wounds from last period had also stopped aching as well. He hanged around Mizuiro, Ichigo, Chad, Tatsuki, and...Orihime. As they chatted Keigo enraptured the fellow males with a gallantly exaggerated tale of certain notable females throughout Karakura. Though when he described a busty blonde in the shopping district with a mean white haired kid Ichigo seemed to retract, spitting out his apple juice but was choking on his straw. Keigo assumed he must've choked "Oh shit hang on man I got this!"
He grabbed Ichigo from behind wrapping his arms around the orange teens' midsection followed by deep compressions. Ichigo spat out a straw. His life was saved, his pride, not so much. Ichigo growled "Dammit! *Cough* Thanks Keigo! I-I kinda got something planned tonight so I'll have to call early today."
"Uh sure buddy. Just don't you know choke on any more straws." Ichigo grunted in frustration. A little at the fact Keigo saved him from a rather embarrassing death.
As he left the classroom, Orihime looking I'm the Ichigo's was suddenly grabbed from behind by none other than Chizuru "Orihime my sweet princess, your melons feel more lively by the day." Orihime sweatdropped but didn't seem to hate the attention. "Oh uh hey Chizuru." Tatsuki, on the other hand proceeded to tackle Chizuru "Get off her you creep!" and proceeds to beat her in a dust cloud of limbs.
'I guess I'm not the only one whose craving for Orihime.' Keigo thought with a twinge of red on his cheeks from Orihime being groped so nonchalantly. I mean look at those things! Who wouldn't!
--Later--
Keigo and Mizuiro were walking outside the entrance of the high school grounds, their school jackets tucked under their arms from the heat that was building up outside. Keigo sucked his teeth "Yo Mizuiro, I left my notebook upstairs go on without me buddy." Keigo said. Mizuiro responds "This makes it the thirteenth time you've left your notebook just glue it to your bag if that's what it takes."
"Oh yeah and get my ass chewed out by the Professor again screw that! I'll see you at the mall." Mizuiro balked 'AGAIN!?'. He decided to ask him about that later and reminded Keigo "Remember 8:30 sharp that's when the movie starts."
Keigo went back up the many flights of stairs in a rush to get his notes and hightail it outta here. School felt very, off-putting when empty. Like something is lurking around every corner but Keigo just... couldn't see it. It's a strange feeling but one that makes Keigo not want to stay any longer than he had to. He went back towards the science classroom. He noticed that the door was edged open and a bag was left on the side holding it open. The first thing he noticed inside the bag was pink fluffy pen.
"Huh? Looks like Chizuru left her bag." The pink fluffy pen gave it away. Chizuru never used this pen per say but in her middle school years she was actually a classmate of Orihime's as well. From what Keigo remembered from the rumors, Chizuru took the pen after seeing Orihime in a volleyball tournament.
'Guess that's where Chizuru developed a thing for Orihime. Graduated from thief to boob masher.' He heard a hitch in the room . Keigo stopping from going inside as edged to the opening in the door. What he saw wasn't what he expected.
He saw the only light emanating from the room. Within he saw the perverted redhead as she was tending to certain… desires. Specifically she was pleasuring herself. She leaned on the Professor's desk, her right hand was in her school uniform fondling her left breast whilst her left hand slid underneath her skirt to stroke and stimulate her insides. Her glasses were on the desk leaving her eyes unobscured by lenses. Combined with her blush and disheveled hair, Keigo could say honestly that within this setting, she looked kinda cute. Her moans were surprisingly feminine, soft and airy, definitely arousing. Keigo imprinted the sight into his head 'Definitely something to think about for tonight' . Keigo then realized 'Oh my god! I'm actually Chizuru attractive of all people! How I've fallen so low!'
Keigo stepped from the impact of his thoughts but then caught his foot in one of the straps of Chizuru's bag. "SHIT!" Keigo yelled as he tripped into the classroom floor. Chizuru's attention snapped towards the intrusion of her privacy.
Chizuru and Keigo held their gaze towards each other for about a solid 30 seconds. It was an awkward silence where a pin needle could be heard. Both had prominent blushes on their faces.
Chizuru squealed "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Keigo what the hell are you doing here!?
Keigo fumbled as he stood up. "What the hell am I doing here! What the hell are YOU doing here!?" He pointed at Chizuru as he emphasized his statement.
Chizuru looked aside "Tending to my d-delicates." Keigo was flabbergasted "In a SCHOOL!" Chizuru's face was all red " W-well it couldn't wait! Wait why were you watching ya perv!" Keigo sweatdropped "Uh, I kinda left my notes here…and look who's talk-" Chizuru interrupted "Liar you were totally ogling me just now you pig!" Keigo stuttered to alleviate some of his own act of watching "W-well as if I w-would be interested in a l-lesbian!"
Chizuru became flustered then smirked as she retaliated "Well if by lesbian you mean the hots for Orihime than it's no secret you do too, or did you think no one would notice."
Keigo was shocked. Chizuru had him made. There was no point in refuting such an obvious fact. "T-that's not true!" Chizuru deadpan "Everyone ogles Orihime, you'd have to be crazy not to…"
They stood there a while. Though it was silent between the two it wasn't from their heated interaction, it was because they were thinking of Orihime. Chizuru's last statement hit far too close to home for both the redhead and male brunette in the room. Chizuru and Keigo somehow looked elsewhere in the room, but really were fantasizing about Orihime at that very moment. Keigo then asked a question that normally would not be asked without a smack to the next town over. " W-what were you thinking about with Orihime?"
Chizuru glanced at Keigo, and blushed "Lots of things of course! But t-today it was quite tame in comparison." The redhead looked shyly towards the floor. Keigo looked at Chizuru blush still prominent. "Wanna, *clears throat* wanna talk about it?"
Chizuru's eyes widened a tad. "You get off thinking about her too." Keigo face was a complete red, steam pouring out his ears, yet remained silent. Chizuru already knew the answer. She sat on the front of the Professor's desk as she mumbled "Okay. Make yourself comfortable." Keigo reluctant at first sat to Chizuru's left also on the Professor's desk. Chizuru opened her uniform a tad to place her right hand in her left breast while her left slid in her skirt. Chizuru whispered "You can join if you want." Keigo hesitated at first 'This is crazy. I must be crazy.!'' He looked to Chizuru 'Are we both crazy?' His mind was hazy from the arousal of the redhead next to him exposing her cleavage slowly caressing it gasping from the contact.
Keigo relented, he couldn't help himself since it was obvious that both he and Chizuru, the two infamous perverts of Karakura High had an overwhelming desire for the same person, for Orihime. Though the reasons were unknown to one another they both held unreciprocated affections for the beauty, both are clearly sexually frustrated and at the same time fascinated by this single individual, so much so they pleasure themselves at the thought of her. Keigo always felt that it was wrong but teenage hormones aside Orihime was THE girl of girls at this point in his life, at least satiating this desire would keep him from thinking about it among his peers for a time. 'It's obvious we're both on the same page so...why not. Strength in numbers I guess.' Keigo timidly unzipped his pants to get quick açcess to his length and placed his left hand on his length. He groaned as his hand slowly stroked his scrotum. His right hand on the desk to keep him balanced.
"Ever imagine her in a cooking apron." Chizuru moaned "That's two sizes too tight *gasp*". She pinched her nipple as she teased herself. "Imagine her turning around, whip cream all over her cleavage" Chizuru stuck her finger in herself slowly.
Keigo stroked his length with more force at a slow pace, licking his lips at the fantasy as his eyes were closed. He decided to add to it "Oh yeah. Must make her sweaty. Imagine her asking 'Would you like desert?' "
Chizuru gasped "Oh yeah *gasp* and she slides it down more revealing her breasts."
Keigo responded "Her breasts taking deep breaths from the anticipation, her nipples have cherries on them." He increased his motions smiling at the thought.
Chizuru was fingering herself rapidly "Oh god yes, can't leave those unattended no siree *moan*" She was grinning.
Chizuru's hand on her breasts let go to balance herself on the desk. The movement however caused her left hand to land atop of Keigo's right hand. Their hands felt hot to one another.
Chizuru and Keigo both opened their eyes out of their fantasy and looked at each other. 'His hands are so soft almost like a girl's, and he smells like Lily Bliss moisturizer, that's what Orihime uses!' In Keigo's thoughts 'Man, when she doesn't wear her glasses she looks more pretty up close. And is that Lavender Hills perfume that's the same perfume Orihime uses!' They took in one another's blushed faces. They both thought the same thing.
They lingered for a few seconds before Chizuru squeezed Keigo's hand and spoke "How do you suck on her breasts." Keigo was slowly pulled towards Chizuru whom unbuttoned her shirt fully to reveal her breasts. They were not Orihime-sized but plump, round and seemed smooth. Keigo knew what was happening. Chizuru, the notorious girl-fondler wanted him, a man to suck on them. He looked from her breasts to her face, seeing that her eyes were closed to relive the fantasy. Both their thoughts on the same page.
They couldn't get closer to Orihime physically but maybe they could simply get as close to a surrogate body of Orihime as possible. They would consensually use each other as a surrogate for her not based on sight but on smells, taste and touch.
Keigo : 'If we both can't have Orihime…'
Chizuru : 'We'll get as close to her as possible...'
Both: 'Together!'
Keigo's eyes closed imagining Orihime's luscious mounds as he placed his hand on Chizuru's breast and began fondling them.
Chizuru hissed from the jolt of nerve endings from the way Keigo massaged them; so gentle yet very explorative, getting all her arousal spots with each caress.
Keigo placed his lips on Chizuru's left puckered nipple, Chizuru massaging his shoulder with her right hand as her left massaged his head and pulled him gently deeper into her mound.
With his face covered in Chizuru's breasts, Keigo let his right hand explore Chizuru's waistline, slowly pulling down her skirt to grasp a fistful of heart shaped rear flesh Chizuru may not have big breasts but her rear was very shapely and bouncy. Chizuru arched her back in response. Keigo lapped her breasts with his licks as he slowly went downward. She could imagine it was Orihime sliding her skirt to taste her entrance looking upwards to her with a blush while on her knees.
Keigo though eyes closed pulled down Chizuru's red panties. He licked his lips imagining Orihime begging him to taste her. He placed his tongue gently between the redheads folds, his licks going deep in her womb.
"Ahhh oh god!" Chizuru moaned out. Her voice came out soft and high pitched, very similar to Orihime. The familiarity made Keigo's licking become more forceful, to bring the woman in front of him to climax.
Chizuru felt her insides clenching the intrusive organ between her legs. Keigo's deep licks reminded her of a fantasy where she and Orihime were in 69 position. The thought made Chizuru place her hand around Keigo to pull him upward. As Keigo did so basking in the feeling of a sweat coated body caused by his attentive licks he was pulled into a kiss. Feeling Chizuru's tongue enter deep in his mouth he reciprocated wrapping his arms around her midsection their eyes remaining closed.
The sounds of lips smooching and smacking against each other emanated in the classroom. The two perverts held each other tight. Chizuru's hands pulled down Keigo's pants as she edged her hands to his briefs downward. As she placed her left hand around his length, Keigo's right hand reached for Chizuru's folds. Their remaining free hands wrapped around each other shoulders keeping them liplocked. Chizuru began stroking Keigo as he fingered her clitoris both gasping, involuntarily releasing their lips with a strand of saliva connecting them.
As Chizuru and Keigo picked up their paces, their hips edged closer leaving little space between their bodies. Both have their foreheads pressed together, moaning into each other's faces, the heat causing sweat to coat their bodies. Chizuru imagined Orihime with a strap on to get her to continue jerking Keigo, she was so deep in her fantasy that she dragged Keigo's length into her moist entrance. Both moaned in unison. Their cheeks against each other, breathing on the others' shoulder.
Keigo imagined Orihime's blushing face as he penetrated her, those feminine eyes boring into his as he thrusted. He wrapped Chizuru's left leg around his lower angle to get leverage as he started thrusting gently.
Chizuru pulled Keigo closer wrapping her legs around him as they laid on top of the teacher's desk. They both rolled and repositioned themselves so that they could both lie flat on the desk while bucking against one another, Keigo on top. Chizuru nippled Keigo's neck as he buried his face in hers while thrusting. Their hips moving in synch after the first few minutes of clumsy humping. Chizuru decides to take the initiative. She rolls over so she is on top, her hands under Keigo's head so she could kiss Keigo while riding him. Keigo's hands around her waistline, aiding her in picking up speed.
Keigo could feel his impending climax. Chizuru was close as well. With a few synchronized hip thrusts the duo reached nirvana spewing their respective essence onto the desk below them. They kept their lips melded for a minute before letting go to gasp for breath. The room was quiet again, the perverted twosome relishing in the warmth of another body in their arms. Being able to caress, kiss, and pleasure another body that wasn't their own was something the two now non-virgins weren't used to, so they took their time just holding and massaging one another.
They both opened their eyes to bring them out of their imaginations that led to this coital cascade. Keigo let out a breathe "Did that just really happen?" Chizuru responded "I think so." Keigo eyes met Chizuru's "Did you um, d-did you finish?" Chizuru nodded "My ass feels like it's ran a marathon, but yeah I did." Keigo blushed as did Chizuru. They smooched, both getting another taste of the other's mouth. It felt great. They both had climaxed while simultaneously fantasizing of Orihime. They lost their virginities and feel euphoric from the intense experience.
Keigo then asked "Hey um, me and Mizuiro are meeting at the movies at 8. Chizuru was kissing his neck as he spoke. He looked at the clock "It's about two hours from now wanna join?" Chizuru blinked at the suggestion. After this whole ordeal the last thing she would have ever expected was for a boy to voluntarily ask her to hang out with him. I mean it's no secret that she liked sexy girls, though the incentive at having a partner in crime does sound alluring. She was lonely, he was lonely, they both have great tastes in women so why not? Plus, dare she say it, she wanted more sex, she wanted to experience that again with Keigo." Chizuru, with a grin asked "Only if after we do this again at my place." Chizuru didn't expect to actually be entertaining the idea of actually going. Keigo then said "Hell yes! Let's go!" They both disengaged from each other's bodies groaning from the aches in their muscles as they redressed, fixing each other's hair and smacking off some dirt from their clothing.
Keigo didn't see his notebook anywhere around the classroom. 'Damn guess it's not here guess I'll ask Mizuiro to copy his.'
"Hey you coming!"
Keigo looked towards Chizuru "Yeah my bad."
As he picks up his jacket at the entrance of the classroom Chizuru pulled him into one last deep kiss. Chizuru smiled lustfully and spoke "Just a little taste for tonight *giggles*." She holds his hand and pulls him towards the staircase, a skip in her step. Keigo thought to himself 'I could get used to this!' Chizuru proceeded to sprint, dragging him on the floor yelling "Move it or lose it slowpoke!" Keigo could only scream as he was dragged. "Hey watch the clothes! Shit!!!!!"
The hallway is now empty, the classroom as well. Unknown to them however, one of the hallway lockers begins to open. Inside of it was a black cat. It sported a prominent blush at spotting the duo in their carnal escapade and from what it seemed, it was all while thinking of the same person. Thinking of Orihime. Talk about obsession.
"Maybe I'll have some fun with those two."
The cat leaps through the classroom window to the coming night.