Oh my god...it's been way too long. I've forgotten just how much fun it was to write ichihime smut. I do wish I was better at it like some of my favorite Ichihime writers *cough We Could Be Heroes cough* but that doesn't mean I can't keep trying.

I'll also try to finish Cruel Intentions soon and continue to update this one along with How To Keep a Secret.

Please enjoy and don't forget to leave a review!

After what transpired in the closet, Ichigo and Orihime thought it was best to find Tatsuki and explain of their mishap before she could plan ways to permanently disable a body part or two that belonged to Ichigo. Especially the part that belong in the nether regions. Both Ichigo and even Orihime although she would never outright admit it, would much prefer if that part of the body was intact with Ichigo.

However it just so happened that this particular body part was intact with Orihime at the moment as she was in Ichigo's body and to tell Tatsuki so, to say that Tatsuki was taking this in very pleasantly would have been the greatest understatement. Her threat of target practicing for dismemberment shifted from Ichigo (as she noticed her efforts would be futile since he is already in Orihime's body) to the not-so-innocent shopkeeper.

"Why I'll personally see to his castration!" Both Ichigo and Orihime had to hold Tatsuki down when she threatened to find Urahara instantly.

"No Tatsuki...it was an accident!" Orihime tried to calm her best friend.

"It'll be an accident too when I turn him into an eunuch!" Tatsuki bellowed.

"If you kill him now, there's gonna be no one to fix this up." Ichigo added

"Tatsuki please. He's trying his best to find a solution!" Despite how angry Tatsuki was, she took deep breaths to calm down for the sake of Orihime.

"So how long before the effects wear off?"

"Today's the fourth day so far. Clogs said he'll figure it out In a week so, we're gonna wait for three more days" Ichigo then added, "I'll personally see to his castration if he doesn't figure it out by then."

"Sweet Orihimeeeeeee! What has happened since I last saw you?" All three heads turned to see a wailing redhead attach herself to Ichigo thinking he was Orihime. "I never heard you say such violent words!"

Only Tatsuki noticed a vein popping in Ichigo's eyes and wisely pulled Chizuiru's ears just as she was about to reach for the Valley of Heavens.

"Ouch ouch! Tatsuki!" That was all Ichigo and Orihime heard as their mutual friend dragged off the unfortunate redhead who just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. They both sighed.

"Let's head back to Clogs to see if he found something new." Ichigo said to Orihime and they left the coffeeshop.

As they were walking to the shopkeeper, they didn't notice two pairs of eyes trailing after them.

"Rangiku, you ready?" Rukia rubbed her hands together with an evil grin plastered across her petite face. Rangiku's eyes lit up. As her brother sent Renji on a mission, Rukia thought it would be best to involve another accomplice. To her luck, her new accomplice has been more than willing to help.

"Never have I been more ready!" Without any hesitation, Rukia grabbed a bucket of ice water and just when the amber headed duo was making their way closer, she dumped it all on them. Rangiku quickly followed suite.

"Sorry Hime but I'm sure you'll thank me later!" Rangiku yelled as she ran off with Rukia trailing behind, howling in laughter.

"Ichigo, make sure you keep Orihime warm!" Rukia shouted and soon they disappeared quickly, knowing it was wise to keep a safe distance from Ichigo at the moment.

"Argh! I'll behead that little..." Ichigo stopped himself in time. He didn't want to cause any more distress to his sweet companion. "Are you okay Inoue?"

"Yeah..." Orihime shivered. Ichigo didn't blame her. He also felt cold and drenched. If he was in his body, he would've picked her up but for now, he had to remain content with pulling her hand to make his way to Urahara's. "Hold on."

At the shop, Ichigo immediately confronted Urahara.

"Clogs!" He bellowed. "Hurry up with the antidote!" As Ichigo was arguing with the shopkeeper, Orihime felt a cool chill down her spine to her toes. She sneezed. Both Ichigo and Urahara looked at her with worry.

"Oh it seems like Orihime's getting sick." Urahara snapped his fan open to hide his grin. "Ichigo why don't you help Orihime to the room while I prepare some hot tea."

As much as Ichigo wanted to cause bodily harm to the shopkeeper, Orihime's well-being always came first.

"I'm oka...achoo!"

"No he's right." Ichigo pulled her into one of the spare rooms as Urahara left to prepare some hot drinks. "Let's quickly get you out of those clothes and warm you up." Ichigo flushed as the words came out of his mouth. If Ichigo said that to Orihime just four days ago, they probably wouldn't have noticed the hidden innuendo behind the words. But not anymore. He knew what he said and so did Orihime.

King, you sly dog. I think you're warming up the princess already. Even Ichigo could see that Orihime was turning into a violent shade of red. Ichigo turned around to leave the room .

"Wait Kurosaki-kun." Orihime couldn't believe what came out of her mouth next. "You have to take my clothes off!"

"Whhaa-" Ichigo spluttered.

"I...I mean, it's your body! Remember? It'd make more sense if you took the clothes off since it's your body and all." Orihime just wanted the gound to disappear. She wanted to cover her face in embarrassment. Ichigo had almost stopped breathing as heat pooled in his lower region.

"O...of course." This time it only took for the briefest of seconds when Ichigo accidentally grazed the bare skin on her back while taking the shirt off Orihime to switch their bodies back.

Orihime's line of vision was met with a chiseled and toned chest. She felt her whole body shudder and at this point couldn't tell if it was from the cold or from her horniness. Her body ached longing for any skin contact from Ichigo.

Without thinking, she placed her both her palms on Ichigo's chest. They felt as firm as they looked. A moan erupted out of her as a feeling of need coursed through her. "Oh Kurosaki-kun"

In that moment, Ichigo lost every shred of control he possessed. He wanted to hear her moan once more. He just grabbed her waist and pulled her body right against his body. At the contact, they both writhed in each other's grasp in both pleasure and pain. Orihime could feel the erection growing near her waist and as she felt Ichigo's lips over hers, Orihime lost the feeling of her knees and toppled over. Ichigo quickly reacting, wrapped his arms around her so that he could cushion their fall and prevent her from getting hurt. Both ended up on the floor with Ichigo trapped underneath Orihime. Only when Orihime sat up, she accidentally happened to sit on something stiff and angry for attention. Ichigo let out a throaty moan and it made Orihime's heart squeeze to know she could elicit such a reaction from him.

She very much wanted to hear it again and without any other thought than to create that sexy sound again, she pushed herself down so that her bottoms were in full contact with the raging body limb. Ichigo moaned loader as his hands flew to her waist. Encouraged by it, she began to move her hips in a smooth gyrating motion. She didn't know what came over her at the moment, she just knew if she didn't feel Ichigo's erection near the tender area of hers, she would burst into flames.

Ichigo was already losing his mind as he felt Orihime's soft movements pulsing around his erection. Now there was no stopping it. He needed to kiss her, to taste her and couldn't care enough to think about anything else.

He flipped Orihime so that now she was pinned under him and his lips found hers. As his tongue slipped inside to taste the sweetness, he felt her legs wrapped around him, straddling him. If it felt this good simply rubbing their intimate parts together even under all the clothing, they couldn't begin to imagine what it would feel like to feel the real thing. When Orihime turned for a breath of air, Ichigo began kissing down a trail along her neck. It was like their body had a mind of its own. Stopping right above the opening of her blouse, Ichigo tasted her skin causing Orihime to heave her chest upwards towards him, desperate for the touch of his lips there. Ichigo was more than happy to fulfill her wish. He helped her unbutton her blouse and his lips immediately resumed in motion. His lips found its destination when he found the rosy pink nipple and slowly and languidly twirled his tongue around it. He started to suckle on one and with the other, he began to massage it in his large calloused hands.

Orihime was no longer trying to hide her moans and only stopped when she saw a flash of light from the door.

"Oh boy, more for Rukia's scrapbook or should I now say erotica collection!" They heard Rangiku. "Well, here! This one's for you" She threw one of the polaroids at the pair and taking advantage of their stunned minds, she took one more.

The flash brought them back to reality and Ichigo immediately jumped away from Orihime in both embarrassment of ravishing her and with disappointment of having to do so. Orihime quickly buttoned her shirt and Rangiku took off but not before giving them a wolf-whistle.

Another flash of light appeared as Ichigo and Orihime switched back once again. Seconds momentarily passed before they were interrupted again.

"Would you care for some tea?" It was only when the poor shopkeeper noticed the polaroid and decided to pick it up from the floor, Ichigo chucked a slipper at him. To his misfortune, Ichigo never misses.

"Ouch!"