AN: Okay, so I will try not to rush things but no promises. Anyway, I do not own Bleach or any of its characters.
Chapter 14, Orihime's Point of View
I awaken with a jolt and a cold sweat covering my body. It's the first time I have a nightmare about the day I first met Ichigo. He had come too late; the two brutes had already used me up and left me for dead.
I couldn't speak but I could see the pain in his eyes as he looked at my body. It was beaten and bloody and my eyes were wide and lifeless. He yelled out at no one in particular and cursed himself. I tried everything I could to move or speak in the nightmare but could not.
Relief floods me as I look around my familiar room. I'm not in a hospital room or anywhere else that indicates the nightmare was real. I can't think of anything that would hurt more than to watch him suffer because of me.
My alarm goes off suddenly causing me to look at the clock. It seems that I awoke a few minutes earlier than the time I put for my alarm. I sigh and get ready for my job as I try to ignore the pain in my chest.
Ever since Ichigo left abruptly, I have been feeling a form of heart ache. I want to be around him but he hasn't so much as greeted me since he came to check on me at my apartment. I look over at the jacket I draped on the chair by my desk.
I shouldn't wear it, not when we're like this. It does go with my work clothes though. I grab it along with my purse before heading to the kitchen. As I make myself some coffee I think to myself, don't forget the briefcase with the instructions for the project that's to be assigned today!
As I finish preparing the coffee I run to the living room where I left everything I had planned to hand out to the students. I stuff a few papers, that I had left out, into the briefcase before heading back to the kitchen.
I gulp down the hot coffee and then hurriedly brush my teeth before slipping on Ichigo's jacket and grabbing my purse and briefcase. I lock my apartment door before power walking to the school.
I'm not doing everything in a rush because I'm going to be late, it's because I don't want to run into Ichigo. From what I've observed, he gets here as soon as school is supposed to start, not sooner and not later and I'm hoping it continues that way.
The sooner this day passes, the sooner the weekend comes, which means I don't have to worry about bumping into Ichigo because I can just stay cooped up in my apartment grading papers. I could also eat a lot of food. I notice the school buildings and that there are not many students around yet so I decide to start running.
I bump into someone, knocking them over along with our things. Me and my great ideas, I think as I apologize and begin to pick up my purse and briefcase. "It's fine, here let me help," I stop reaching for my purse midway as I recognize the voice.
I look up and find Ichigo looking at me with a mirrored expression most likely. Great, the day I decide to wear his jacket is the day I have to bump into him. I stutter another apology and quickly grab my things before walking to my classroom quickly.
Tick tock. Thump, thump, thump. The only noises I can hear at the moment, mainly because the classroom is empty as well as the hallways. But, bumping into Ichigo like that really flustered me. I didn't expect to bump into him.
I didn't think a quick glimpse at him would make me so nervous. I take a deep breath and let it out before walking to my desk and setting my purse underneath it and my briefcase on top. I open it and begin to count a set for my first class.
"One, two, three…" I stop counting and look at the papers more closely, realizing that they're not the English project I had planned out.
I check all the papers before skimming through one of them. These are for human anatomy. Please don't tell me I grabbed the wrong briefcase. Please don't tell me I have to go to Ichigo and make an exchange.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, I check the briefcase for a name and find the initials I.K. No, no, no and no! Why?! I bang my head on the desk before groaning and looking at the clock. Sadly, I have plenty of time since I came here very early.
"Why me? Why today?" I complain aloud to myself as I pull out an updated version of the school map. Once I locate the classroom Ichigo is in I stuff the papers back into his briefcase neatly and head out after checking the clock one final time.
A few students have shown up now, probably the ones that have sports or a test. When I reach his classroom I hesitate to knock. Maybe I can send one of my students from my first class? I bite my lower lip and begin to walk away.
However, I scold myself mentally for attempting to chicken out. All I'm doing is switching briefcases. I take a deep breath and knock on his door. "It's unlocked, come in."
My hand begins to shake as I reach for the handle. I push it down and then push the door open slowly. I walk in awkwardly before closing the door behind me. I see him writing a few things on the board, his back to me.
His back…the may his muscles move when he writes. And the way that lab coat makes his figure, especially his waist, look makes it hard not to jump his bones at this instant. Ichigo finally turns around after putting the chalk down.
I tense up and quickly look up at his face. I am still biting my lip and can't stop myself. He looks at my hands which have brought up the briefcase defensively in front of me. I blush profusely as I explain, "I accidentally took the wrong briefcase. Mind switching?"
My cheeks continue to burn as he continues to stare at me. Finally, he picks up the briefcase on his desk and walks over to me. Oh no. my heart begins to beat faster as he closes the distance between us. I gulp as he takes the briefcase from my hands and sets it down on one of the student's desks.
I'm about to take mine but he sets it down on top of his. I begin to bite my lip again as he asks, "How have you been?"
"F-Fine,"I stutter as he leans his face in closer. I notice that his eyes are turning red and that his fangs are elongating. I walk backwards and find myself caught between two walls. I bump into the door as he reaches beside me to lock it as he presses his body against mine.
Eventually, I taste the blood on my lips. Not again, it's like I'm begging him to take my blood. Ichigo continues to look at my lips as he leans in. "I'm sorry, Hime. I can't resist the urge to drink your blood."
Hime? I almost pull him in for a kiss once I hear him call me that. He beats me to it though. His hands hold me against the door as he takes my bottom lip between his teeth. I moan into his mouth out of pleasure.
When he pulls away abruptly, I almost beg him to take more but he explains, "Students are coming. I'm sorry about that. I'll be seeing you around."
He finishes while handing me my briefcase and unlocking the door. I nod and lick my lower lip before walking out and heading back to my classroom. Sure enough, I pass several students who walk right into Ichigo's classroom.
As I enter my classroom, I check the clock and see I only have a few minutes to spare. I begin to count the papers while continuously licking my lower lip. The bleeding has almost stopped but I can't help but feel paranoid that it's swollen.
This day has barely begun but I already want it to be over.
AN: Okay so here's this chapter that probably accomplished nothing. Anyway, maybe there'll be another quick update. I do have a warning though, there might be some intense scene (meaning a rate change), I'm still not sure but I won't do it if you think it'll ruin the story. Let me know in your reviews, so please review:)