I do not own Bleach
Tatsuki's apartment: 7:00 AM
Knock knock knock!
"Urgh!!..." Tatsuki groans as she hears persistent knocking on her bedroom door.
"What do you want!" Tatsuki shouts, displeased that her sleep was ruined so early in the morning.
"It's me, Orihime," a familiar voice responded. Tatsuki sleepily got out of bed and walked to her door. She opened it and indeed she saw her best friend Orihime on the other side, wearing a formal long sleeved white shirt and a black skirt reaching to her knees.
"Oh, Orihime. Didn't expect to see you here at this time. Come in," Tastuki led Orihime inside the bedroom. As Orihime entered, she noticed the hot mess Tatsuki's bedroom was. Her blankets were all over the bed, her unfinished food on the dirty floor. She could even see a few bottles of Sake on the floor. Tatsuki herself didn't appear any better, her hair a wild mess, wearing only blue pijamas while looking like she'll fall asleep any second.
"Sorry I didn't visit earlier and uhm... are you okay Tatsuki? You look like a zombie," Orihime said as she and Tatsuki sat on the bed. Tatsuki sighed.
"It's okay Orihime, you were busy. And as for the okay part, I'm not so sure," she admitted.
"Were you drinking Tatsuki?" Orihime asked pointing to the bottles of Sake on the floor. Tatsuki looked away ashamed.
"I may have drank a bottle or two," she muttered. Orihime was frightened by Tatsuki. She had never seen her friend so... lifeless. Orihime placed her hand on Tatsuki's shoulder in a comforting gesture.
"Tatsuki what's wrong? You know you can talk to me. Is it because of the suspension?" She asked. Tatsuki shook her head.
"No. Not really. It's just.." Tatsuki paused, trying to hold in her tears.
"I think me and Ichigo's constant arguing is starting to get to me." She said.
"Oh, because you were friends once?" Orihime asked, gaining a bit of an understanding. Tatsuki nodded.
"Yes. Heh, you wouldn't believe how different the idiot was years ago," Tatsuki chuckled, reminiscing of the good old days when her and Ichigo were much closer. "He was so kind and cheerful, not to mention a total crybaby. I would always kick his sorry ass in the dojo classes. Loser. But ever since..." Tatsuki stopped, unsure if she should tell Orihime more to the story. Orihime caught this, wanting to know more about the story.
"Since what Tatsuki? Since what? I heard from Mr Urahara that some "event" changed him. What event?" Orihime asked. Tatsuki sighed.
"Look, don't ever mention this in front of Ichigo, but.." She took a deep breath. "When Ichigo was 16 years, his mother died in a car accident, and he with messed it all. It him pretty hard. He stopped going to the dojo. He became cold. He would always have street fights, sometimes getting heavily injured, eventually he stopped going to school altogether.
Due to his new attitude, his girlfriend dumber him. Thank God, she has always been a slut. Things got even worse, his father, the original owner of Getsuga Corp, although it wasn't as powerful as it is today, died from a heart attack the same year. That was the final nail in the coffin. He was so broken I couldn't even reach out to him, and I lost a valuable friend, a ..." Tatsuki couldn't hold back her tears any longer and cried on Orihime's shoulder. She continued.
"Anyways, his father handed him the company, again, only at 16 years old. No one took him seriously at first, but his newfound ruthlessness brought his colleagues back in line. For the next few years he grew the company into what it is today, ruthlessly crushing his competition, including your boyfriend's business Orihime." Tatsuki stated. Orihime saddened at the mention of her boyfriend and Tatsuki noticed.
"Things haven't been going so well between you two huh?" Tatsuki questioned. Orihime nodded sadly.
"Yes. I haven't seen him in 5 days now. It gets lonely you know. He is so obsessed about gaining back his popularity and dethroning Mr Kurosaki. I- I just wish he'd stop." Orihime said sadly.m, tearing up a bit.
Tatsuki sighed, "Guys can be jerks you know." She said. Orihime spoke again.
"So, how old is Mr Kurosaki exactly?"
"He's 25 at the moment. Shocker I know." Tatsuki said.
"Oh, he's our age. Yay!" Orihime scanned the room and saw a picture on the wall of Ichigo in his teens. He was inside a sport ring, punching some other guy's face in, blood everywhere.
"Oh, I remember I heard that he used to go to some fight club years ago, a very dangerous one. Uhm, is that really true?" Orihime asked.
"Yes," Tatsuki replied. "He used to fight in this place called Hell's arena. It's not a safe place for you or anyone for that matter. It was his way of getting some money when he dropped out. You can only win via knockout, stoppage and sometimes, even death." Tatsuki looked at the photo and smiled, reminiscing of good old memories. "He was undefeated for a long time, till his streak got broken by Chad, you know him as Yasutora, his current business partner." Tatsuki said.
"Oh, I see. You mean the big guy Mr Kurosaki always walks around with." Orihime recognized. The more she heard about Ichigo, the more intrigued she was about this man. Orihime still had more questions though. "How do you know all this? Did you also go there?"
She asked.
"Yes. In fact, I used to be a fighter there. It's mostly dominated by men but women can enter the arena if they wish, if they've got the balls, or should I say eggs to do so." Tatsuki chuckled at her silly joke. Then Tatsuki got an idea.
"Hm, maybe you should come join my dojo. I can teach you some moves. Maybe then you can defend yourself against those harassing scumbags." Orihime quickly waved her hands around in a 'no' gesture.
"Nah, it's okay Tatsuki. Besides I'm not violent." She replied. "Uhm, is Mr Kurosaki married or single or.." She asked. Tatsuki burst out loud laughing.
"Ahahahaha! What! Ichigo? Married? Ha that's rich! He never commits to any relationship. I know for a fact he fucks Senna and Yoruichi and multiple others. Granted, I never caught him, but I can tell when someone is dickwashed. That bastard!" Tatsuki said more bitterly than she thought. Orihime was a little puzzled by Tatsuki's reaction.
"I mean, if they are okay with it then it's alright I guess. By the way Tatsuki, are you maybe perhaps a little jealous? Is that why you're rude to him all the time?" Orihime asked. Tatsuki's eyes widened and her heart started beating a little faster.
"W-what!? Me? I'm-I'm not jealous! Yeah! As if I can be jealous of a dumb carrot! He can fuck whoever he wants! See if I care!" she yelled while crossing her arms and closing her eyes. Orihime chuckled at her reaction.
"Hehe that explains a lot Tatsuki! You're jealous! Admit it!" She exclaimed.
"No I'm not!" Tatsuki defended, still crossing her arms. Orihime laughed even more.
"Haha! I don't blame you Tatsuki. He is pretty hot, with his wild orange hair, his physique, his brown eyes... And that scowl of his! It just reduces me to a puddle." Orihime said blushing red, her eyes caught up in a dreamy trance. Tatsuki's jaw hit the ground. She couldn't believe Orihime was saying this of all people.
"Orihime! Are you hearing yourself! You have a boyfriend for crying out loud! Is that why you're asking about him a lot? Orihime, are you.." Tatsuki said, trying to knock some sense back to her. Orihime broke out of her trance, waving her hands around again.
"What! No! That's not why I'm... I mean come on! I just want to know more about my boss that's all! Yeah! Sure he's super hot and all but I love someone else. Oh my gosh I can't believe I said that! I'll just shut up now!" Orihime said embarrassingly, closing her mouth with both hands. Tatsuki facepalmed.
"Whatever. Just make sure you don't fall prey to him, understand?" Tatsuki warned. Orihime nodded. Tatsuki got closer to Orihime's face and spoke again.
"I'll say this again. Don't. Fall. Prey. To him. Okay?" Tatsuki repeated, putting more emphasis with each word. Again Orihime added.
"Oh it's fine Tatsuki, I can handle myself." She said, although she wasn't too sure of herself...
Getsuga Corp Cafeteria, 7:30 AM
Rukia sat alone on her bench in deep thought. She dressed formally, a long sleeved white shirt with a red bow tie and a long pencil skirt and black heels and a watch on her wrist. She arrived early today in hopes of finding Senna, who hasn't arrived yet. She has many questions for her. She hoped nothing happened the previous day as Ichigo said. But she knew better than to trust this man.
The cafeteria is relatively empty with only 3 or four people at the moment, so she decided to inspect the room. Alas, she found no concrete evidence. Rukia shook her head.
"What are you doing Rukia? Why am I involving myself in their business? Carrot top doesn't look like a rapist, but he's still suspicious. Seretei Inc board members were furious yesterday in the meeting as if they want his head." She thought.
"Also, I wonder what status Kisuke has in the company? Carrot top always seeks him for advice, and their talks are private. Is he his adviser?" She pondered."At least I didn't see him and Yoruichi going at it again." She thought, remembering seeing their bestial fucking. The way his thick, fat, long rod ravashed...No! She shouldn't be thinking about it. Try as she might though, she couldn't get the image out of her head for the past days. The door opened moments later, revealing Senna in her usual outfit.
"Hey! Senna! Over here! We need to talk!" called out Rukia before Senna prepared her meals. Senna made her way over to Rukia and sat next to her.
"Hello Rukia? What's up? Good day isn't it? Need some coffee?" offered Senna with a smile. Rukia shook her head no.
"No, maybe later. I want to talk to you about something."She said.
"Okay then, fire away." Said Senna. Rukia took a deep breath before speaking again.
"Did anything happen between you and carrot top while I was away?" She asked. Senna hesitated for a moment
"Uhm..." She muttered, having flashbacks of yesterday's afternoon. She blushed a deep red. Just thinking about it got her excited already. The way they kissed, touched...
"Senna?"
The way she sucked his glorious dick while he fucked her mouth, using it as a fucktoy, saliva dripping out of her mouth...
"Senna? I asked you a question."
The way he forcefully pressed her against the wall, giving her the pounding of her lifetime, her stifled moans filling up the room...
"Hellooo?? Senna!"
The way he bent her down on the table, fucking her, maiming her, taming her till she lost consciousness. Oh how she loved it when they got down and dirty. The thrill of possibly getting caught exciting. Maybe they can do it again today, shame he's always so busy all the time.
"Senna! What the hell is wrong with you?" Rukia shouted, snapping Senna out of her trance.
"Oh, sorry. What were we talking about? Oh yeah. Uhm, he stayed and finished, then we just sat and chat a little. Unlike most of you here, I get along pretty well with my boss, in more ways than one" she added in her mind. Rukia gave her the suspicious glare.
"Really? Mr Kurosaki doesn't seem to be the chatty type to me." Rukia stated. Senna huffed.
"Well, maybe if you followed his orders without complaint you'd get along better. He's sweet once you get to know him better." she said.
"Hm. Did he in anyway, touch you in an... inappropriate manner? Or take advantage of you?" she asked carefully. Senna just laughed.
"Jeez Rukia, no! He didn't do anything to me.""Except fuck me hehe and it was awesome as always". "Mr Kurosaki isn't some rapist, don't believe the rumors that he's having an affair with Yoruichi. That's Tatsuki uttering nonsense! Mr Kurosaki cares about me and loves me only!" She said, not aware of what she just implicated.
"I wish it was nonsense Senna, but it's not. I saw them with my own eyes. Wait? What does she mean by.." She thought. "Senna? What do you mean that he cares and loves you only? Is there more to this?" She questioned. Senna, realizing she almost slipped, her heart beating rapidly.
"I uhh... I didn't say that! You must be mistaken." she said nervously. She looked at the watch on the wall and found her perfect excuse. "Well would you look at that, it's almost eight and I haven't even prepared the kitchen yet! Can't keep the customers waiting! See you in a bit Rukia!" She hastily retreated to her work station.
"Bingo!" Rukia thought."I knew something was going on! Haha! Now I just have to catch him in the act! Rest easy carrot top, your days are numbered! No one messes with a Kuchki!" She mused psychotically.
"Brrr Brrr! Brrr Brrr! Brrr Brrr!" Rukia's phone rang. She took it out of her pocket. On the screen, it showed Ichigo's number.
"Hello Mr Kurosaki? How may I help you? You on your way?" She responded with a disappointed tone.
"Well, someone's moody today. Look, I may have to come a little later today so don't wait up. I need you to make a simple report of yesterday's discussion in that crappy meeting, print it and store the print with the other trash in the drawer. Make sure everyone is on schedule, write down absentees if they're any so I can fire his ass later. Assist Chad if he needs any help, See, easy job. I should arrive by 11AM, I'll take care of the financies and the channel productions, and the new transported gear and tech, and the clients and investors, you get the point, since I'm pretty sure my employees will fuck things up and I have to do it myself. Is that clear midget?"
No response.
"Is that clear midget!" He shouted on the phone, causing Rukia to remove her phone from her ear.
"Yes boss, I'll be on it" she said with gritted teeth. And he cuts off the connection shortly. Rukia sighed.
"Great" she mutters. "I wonder what's keeping him today? Heh, the meeting yesterday must have pissed him off he doesn't even want to come to work. Heh, serves you right"
Ichigo's mansion, Bedroom
"Ohh! Oh! Yes! Right there! Oh!" sexual moans reverberated in Ichigo's bedroom. The reason Ichigo got caught up is because of the vigorous activity he's participating in.
In his room lay 3 nude attractive women. One of them, Mahana, a dark skinned babe with brown hair laid on top of a girl named Ryo on all fours while Ryo laid on her back, spreading her legs wide, their cunts touching each other. Both were Ichigo's former classmates and later joined his company. Ichigo, also nude, fucked the two girls, switching between pussies while Misato Ochi, his former teacher, clung on Ichigo's back, sensually rubbing her body on his back and nibbing on his earlobe.
"Ahrgh!" Ichigo groaned as he pistoned into Ryo's tight cunt. The sensual rubbing of Ochi made him fuck Ryo even harder and faster, eliciting loud moans from her.
"Ohh! Oh shit!" She moaned lewdly. He pounded her for a few minutes, and Mahana wasn't too pleased. She shook her round fat ass in front of Ichigo, begging for her turn.
"Aww, please master. You haven't given me any attention. Please fuck me master! I need your cock!" Ichigo didn't keep her waiting and pulled out of Ryo and thrust his manmeat inside the greedy Mahana. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Haahh!" she moaned as Ichigo didn't waste any time and fucked her at a rapid pace, her breasts bouncing around in Ryo's face, who started sucking her nipples.
"Didn't!.." Ichigo yelled and gave a particular hard thrust which shook her to her core.
"Ohhh!, mast... master!" she moaned.
"I tell you!.."He thrust harder
"Ahhh!"
"To!.."
"Ahhhh!"
"Fucking!.." He gave a harsh thrust with each word he said, causing the bed to squeak.
"Ahhhhh! Oh Fuckkkkkkk!"she yelled in ecstasy.
"Wait!.."
"Ohh! Master! Master!"
"Your!.."
"Master! I'm..!"
"Turn!" He said thrusting hard to emphasise his point.
"Ahhhhh! Ahm! I'm sorry master! I'm, Ahh! Your slut! Please, punish my pussy! Ohh!" she moaned like a cheap whore as he continued his harsh thrust, loud clap sounds echoing through the room as their hips clashed. Ochi had to tightly wrap around Ichigo to stop herself from falling off his back. Everyone would be shocked if they saw the lovely Mahana in this state. She is the calm, kind, innocent, respectful girl everyone knows, kinda like Orihime. Just don't let her get cucked by Ichigo, cause he will bring out the whore in her.
Mahana's end is nigh as she feels her climax approaching. "I'm, I'm..." she says, but her climax was denied as Ichigo pulls out at the last second. He aimed his cock into Ryo's pussy and entered in one go, her cunt happily welcoming him back home.
"Ohhhhhhhh yessssss! Ahhhhh!" She moaned loudly as he picked up pace. He kept this going for a few minutes, switching between pussies. When one was about to cum, he denied their release and switched to another and they were desperate for release.
"M-master, please. Let me cum!" Mahana begged.
"Yes! I can't take it anymore!" shouted Ryo. Ichigo happily fucked Mahana into her long awaited release, followed by Ryo, who Ichigo dumped his load into. Mahana promptly passed out, while Ryo just laid there basking in the afterglow. Even after fucking the two girls, Ichigo was still hard.
"Oh Ichigooo. Don't forget about meee" wined Ochi as she got off Ichigo's back and lied down on the bed on her bed, spreading her legs a little. Ichigo got on top of her, brought her legs on his shoulders, lined himself and thrust inside her core hard.
"Ohh! How I love that thick cock of yours! Harder Ichigo! Fuck me!" She demanded. Ichigo happily obliged. Pressing himself into Ochi, her knees on either side of her head, he increased his pace, fucking his former teacher into the bed. Ochi still taught at Karakura high but would absent herself occasionally just to feel Ichigo's dick. She never got enough of it, visiting Ichigo late in the night or early in the morning for a round of fucking. The two girls Mahana and Ryo visited Ichigo yesterday at night, knowing well the following day they had no shifts. They proceeded to fuck well into the night and even now in the morning, Ochi joining in on their fun. Ichigo isn't that worried about being late. He gets busy around 1PM till the night, sometimes till midnight. He only arrives early to keep everyone in line.
"Oh! Ochi! Your cunt is amazing!" moaned Ichigo, who couldn't get enough of Ochi's MILF pussy. He pressed more into her, folding the woman in half while fucking her harder and faster, his balls slapping against her asshole.
"Hahh! Ahh! Ahhhhh! Oh Ichigooo!" she moaned with each thrust, a silly fucked smile on her face...
Timeskip, 11:00 AM, Getsuga Corp
Ichigo entered the building, wearing the same clothing as yesterday but he didn't give a fuck. He looked around the main hallway. He was satisfied that everyone was on duty, until he spotted a head of orange sleeping on the receptionist desk. Curious, he walked over to the person.
"Hey! What the fuck you doing? Get up!" He said as he tapped the person's head. The person immediately sprang up, revealing the sleeping beauty Orihime.
"Eep! Mr Kurosaki! Didn't notice you were here hehe. Sorry, I'm awake now" she said nervously. Ichigo eyed her. It's the same girl he saw yesterday in the Cafe. He wasn't in charge of hiring new staff, that was Yasutora's job. She really was a beauty he had to admit. He even felt slightly guilty he woke her up so harshly.
"Why were you sleeping? Didn't you get any sleep at night?" He asked.
"N-no. It's not that. It's just, my personal life hasn't been well..." she said looking down.
"Why? Is it because of Tatsuki?" He guessed that it's probably because of Tatsuki's suspension. Orihime shook her head no.
"No, it's not that. It's... something else."
"Is it your love life?" He asked. Orihime's eyes widened a moment. She sighs sadly.
"Yes... maybe." Personally Ichigo didn't care about people's love lives. He did turn women into cheaters after all. He lifted up her chin slightly with his hand, making Orihime look at him in the eyes.
Orihime's heart beat faster as she stared at his brown orbs. She just sat there, immovable, paralysed."His hand, it's so warm. And his face, he looks so... Why. Why can't I move. He makes me feel so... weak. Come on Orihime! You got this!" She thought.
"I see. We can't have your personal life affecting your duties now can we?" He spoke softly. Orihime nodded. He stared at her for a while longer.
"You're very beautiful." He said. The comment caught Orihime off guard, her heart beating even faster. "Those beautiful plump lips of yours I wish I could kiss endlessly. Scratch that, you're hot in every way. Anyone told you that."
"I... I... thank you for the comment Mr Kurosaki..." she blushed. She was quickly falling apart, and Ichigo knew that.
"That boyfriend of yours is an idiot if he can't appreciate your worth. Do I know him by any chance?" he asked.
"Uhm, yes, he does. But he wishes that I don't mention his name in this building..." she replied. Ichigo thought about him. So this boyfriend knows him, and apparently has a grudge on him that he even refuses his name being mentioned. Who could that be? It could be anyone really since Ichigo has a lot of enemies.
"I see. Well..." he paused. He got closer, leaned down and whispered in her ear, which made Orihime shiver. "If he can't treat you right, know that I'm always available. I can treat you way better, like the queen you are. Just saying" with that, he left for the elevator leading to his office. Orihime pondered his words. She touched her chin, the spot where Ichigo touched her.
"He... he called me beautiful. Hot even..." She blushed. It's not the first time she got comments about her beauty, but it was the fact that it came from her boss Mr Kurosaki that shook her."And his touch... so warm.." She thought. Then his words, "If he can't treat you right, know that I'm always available. I can treat you way better, like the queen you are.." Those words made her shiver.
No. It isn't right to think about Mr Kurosaki like this. She's in a relationship with someone else. Sure he makes mistakes here and there, but she still loves him dearly. Right?"Come on Orihime, get it together. Remember Tatsuki's words, don't fall for him."
2:00 PM. Getsuga Corp 2nd floor.
Lunch break.
Getsuga Corp's second floor consisted of a large lounge room with plenty of large comfortable couches and large white coffee tables, with 4 doorways leading to Ikumi Unagiya's office, Kisuke and Tesai's, Mizuiro's and Mahana and Ryo's, sharing it with their other colleagues. Only Getsuga Corp full employees hanged around here, usually ones with a higher status. Meetings were discussed here and pointless chatter among employees, and maybe share a drink it two. It was a quieter alternative to the loud cafeteria, but sadly wasn't as lively and cheerful as the latter, which was perfect with Orihime.
Orihime sat alone on one of the couches, reading a newspaper. She personally loved it here, quiet with only like 5 other people. She only ever goes to the Cafeteria because of her friends, but she didn't see any of them today. Rukia wasn't there, most likely in her office. Kisuke also wasn't there or in his office, Senna was busy, Mahana and Ryo were not working today, Mizuiro most likely flirting with other girls, Tatsuki suspended, Keigo wherever he is. She was alone basically, which suit her just fine. Except when she's alone, she's at a disadvantage.
Orihime happily read her newspaper, till she got interrupted by someone.
"Well, hello there beautiful." A male voice greeted. It's a man roughly her age, with black hair, smiling hideously at her. (AN: OC).
"Hello." She greeted with a smile and continued reading her newspaper. The man sat down and scooted closer to Orihime.
"If you don't mind, we can a little bit yeah?" He said. Orihime got uncomfortable by the close contact.
"Uhm, I would love to but I'm currently reading the newspaper. Once I'm done I'm sure we can talk" she said.
"Nah ah ah, I'm sure the newspaper can wait. The news can sort itself out neh?" He said as he gently took the newspaper off Orihime's hands and laid it down on the table. Orihime was quickly getting scared. She got even more scared when he placed his hand on her thigh.
"I've seen you around here. You're pretty sexy. Say, after this maybe I can take you out for dinner? I would like for us to know each other better..." he says as he starts rubbing her thigh. "Maybe even physically, if you know what I mean." She panicked when he starts pulling her skirt up. Looking around hoping that someone can spot him, she saw that none were paying attention. Others were busy on their laptops, others on their cellphones.
She grabbed his hand, trying to pry it out but he grabbed on. "Uhm... no thanks. I'm... I'm fine. I got something else to do. Uhm, please remove your hand?" she said desperately. He didn't.
"A woman like you can only be handled by a man like me" he said. Orihime didn't know what to do.
"Hey, the fuck you think you doing!" A voice called out, belonging to none other than Kurosaki himself. He was very pissed to say the least. Orihime smiled a little, thankful for his arrival.
Ichigo walked slowly towards the two. The man sprang up at attention when he saw Ichigo approach.
"Mr Kurosaki, so good to see you. I swear it's not what it looks like!" He tried to explain. Without warning, he was punched square in the face hard by Ichigo, blood rushing out of his nose. Everyone gasped, including Orihime. Ichigo grabbed by the collar.
"Then explain how the hell it looked! The girl said no, so get that through your thick skull! I know who you are! You're the one I keep receiving complaints about! Well congratulations, you're fired! Pack your shit and get the hell out of here!" He said very angrily. The poor dude kneeled down in front of him crying and started apologizing.
"Please Mr Kurosaki! Don't fire me! I didn't mean anything by it I swear! I was only fooling around! Please! My... my mother is sick, she could lose her life if I don't pay her medication. Please Mr Kurosaki, it won't happen again!" he went in his knees. Ichigo just looked at him like some diseased insect.
"Mother? I'm sure she's ashamed of what came out of her womb. Again, congratulations, not only did you lose your job, you just killed your own mother. Get out!" He said with authority. Orihime felt really bad for the man, even though he sexually assaulted her moments ago.
"Wait Mr Kurosaki! Please forgive him. This is all a misunderstanding. His mother can die if you do this. Please?" She begged him.
"Hmp. Bad weeds grow tall. How can you defend this person? He inappropriately touched you, who knows what else could have happened if I didn't arrive while the other spectators just watched." He said looking at everyone else in the room. "He's gone and that's final. It's not the first time he's done this crap. It's long overdue!" He said.
Unexpectedly, Orihime hugged Ichigo, sobbing on his chest. "Please Mr Kurosaki! Don't do it! All that matters is that I'm fine. Do you want the blood of someone else on your hands. I know you're strict and all, but I know deep down, you have a heart. Please Mr Kurosaki. I beg you!" Ichigo was shocked, and amazed at the same time. Why is she willing to go this far for her enemy? Why? Is she that caring? Or just stupid and naive? He stared at Orihime's hair as she cried on his chest, tempted to brush it. Then he looked at the man on his knees, looking quite defeated. Ichigo groaned.
"Grgh! Fine! You're off the hook. Now get the heck out of my sight!" he yelled to the man, who gave a quick thank you and left the room. "And you, you can let go now. Quit acting like a dumb baby." He said to Orihime. She let go, blushing a little.
"Thank you. I knew you wouldn't do it." said Orihime with a beaming smile, outline of tears on her face. Ichigo stood still for a moment. That smile, it almost took his breath away. The outline of tears made her look even more beautiful. He shook his head off the thought.
"Whatever. You should defend yourself more. Don't be afraid to knock a guy's balls when he asks for it. I'm starting to regret kicking out Tatsuki. I can't be there all the time to defend you all the time" he said. "I didn't come here for pointless drama though. Where is Kisuke? Is he in his office or?" He asked.
"Oh, he left a few minutes ago. Said you should meet him at the 'spot', not sure what that is." She replied.
"Oh, okay. I better get going then. If someone calls looking for me, tell them I'm not there and contact Chad, the midget will be in her office if you need more assistance. Please tell her she will be dismissed early today." He instructed.
"Yes sir!" Orihime said in a mock salute like a soldier would. Ichigo couldn't help but chuckle at her antics. His fascination and curiosity of this girl grew.
"What is your name? Orine or something?" He asked. Orihime giggled.
"No. It's Orihime Inoue sir." she replied.
"Good to know. I better get going, see you later princess." He said as he left the room. Orihime had a dumbfounded expression.
"I tell him my name and he calls me princess?! I... I kinda like it. Mr Kurosaki always had a habit of making nicknames for people anyway. Hehe." She laughed. She was starting to enjoy Ichigo's company more and more.
6:30 PM, Getsuga Corp main hall.
The sun was setting, giving the sky a beautiful orange colour. The main hall was empty, except for Orihime in her receptionist desk who started packing her belongings in her bag. Orihime saw Ichigo and Kisuke enter the building and went to greet them.
"Good morning- Ah I mean good evening boys hehe. My bad. Mr Kurosaki, do you have time? I would like to speak with you." She said.
"Welp, guess I'm not needed here. See you later love birds." Kisuke said as he dismissed himself. Orihime blushed at the implecation while Ichigo remained indifferent as always.
"Princess. What is it?" He said. Orihime started nervously playing with her hair before she spoke.
"Well, I just wanted to thank you for defending me earlier... and uhm, that you didn't fire him. Sorry for being so weak, I'm such a loser..." She looked down ashamed of herself. Ichigo raised her chin gently with his hand.
"It's okay princess, what happened happened. We need to stay focused, okay?" Orihime nodded, blushing a little. Ichigo smiled at her, a smile which would melt any girl into a puddle.
"You're so freaking adorable" He complemented. Orihime closed her eyes and smiles, appreciating the complement. Poor girl, she was already falling for his schemes. She completely forgot Tatsuki's warning. It wouldn't be long before Ichigo tamed her into full submission. He let go of his hand from her chin. She played with her hair again before speaking.
"Uhm, Mr Kurosaki? Are you busy? I was hoping we can you know, hang out, talk. I know you're a busy man and all but...you know. You can even chose the place, even here is fine. I know I'm not worthy to visit your luxurious mansion. Or even my place, I can cook you up my famous pie taught by my brother! It's good trust me! I don't expect you say yes or anything. I'm just... okay, I'll quit talking now." She said embarrassingly and closed her mouth with her hands, blushing furiously. Ichigo laughed lightly.
"And thus the opportunity presents itself. Why now though! Stupid work!" He fumed. "Sorry Princess, but I'll be stuck here till midnight I'm afraid." He said. Orihime visibly saddened.
"Buuuut I may be free on Saturday night. Today's Thursday right? Yeah. Saturday." He said. Orihime smiled again.
"You know, what you're doing is illegal. I'm the one supposed to take the princess out for dinner, not the other way round." He joked. Orihime giggled. "Won't that asshole boyfriend of yours have a problem? I'm surprised you're asking me this while you have a boyfriend on the other side." He pointed out. Orihime replied.
"Well, I haven't seen him in 5 days. It gets really lonely you know." She sighed. "I miss being touched, being loved." She admitted sadly. Ichigo did the unexpected and held her waist and pulled her flush against his chest. Orihime looked up at him, blushing deep red. She was nervous, but didn't break the contact.
"You miss being touched. I see. Well, maybe we can fix that." He said softly. He neared her face, Orihime closing her eyes, waiting for the inevitable as their lips inched closer.
"Get your hands off her Kurosaki!" A voice broke out...
To be continued..