AUTHORS NOTE: Hey guys! I was just really into this fanfic and couldn't stop typing, so I've finished the second chapter! I'm on holidays at the moment, so plenty of time for typing. :)Thanks for the reviews, and I hope that this chapter is up to scratch! I am a little worried I might be rushing through my chapters, as in not putting enough detail, or rushing through the time, so if that's the case, please let me know. Any spelling or grammatical errors you find would be appreciated (although there is probably a lot, sorry). By the way, Thank you to: Rizu Neko-Chan, 26, and Fireflies Glow!

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Chapter 2 – Long Awaited Kiss

By Brown-eyed Wolf

The next morning Ichigo was in a much happier mood, the previous afternoon not quite forgotten, but pushed to the recesses of her mind, at the foreground, the imminent kiss with Masaya today! They were rehearsing afterschool in the gym, practising the very part she looked forward to the most. She whistled happily as she ate her breakfast, and sung as she walked to school. Her bouncing bubbly mood was back with vengeance, and she was determined that it would stay that way. Unconsciously the tune that was replaying over and over in her head had the lyrics, I get to kiss Masaya today! They were repeated again, and again, and again, and again. But there was always time for one more repeated verse in Ichigo's mind.

She floated into the classroom, and sat down dreamily in her seat, not even noticing the object of her fantasies was beside her.

"Ichigo? Hey, you in there?" Masaya asked her, waving a hand in front of her face.

She looked his way, and felt a deep blush move fast up her cheeks. "Oh! Hey Masaya! Sorry, you know, just a little sleepy." The words tumbled out of her mouth at an increasing pace as her embarrassment grew.

He smiled kindly at her, not seeming to mind her flustered appearance, "It's ok. So, we have the play this afternoon, don't we?"

She nodded, blushing again, and not trusting her mouth to form appropriate sentences.

"Let's try our best." He said, smiling so beautifully she could bear to look away.

"Yes," she agreed dreamingly as she looked into his eyes, "Our best."

Class was moving at a snail like pace that day, refusing to move forward, and always seeming to be paused. Whoever said it was impossible to pause time hadn't been at school that day as Ichigo waited for the clock to move its minute hand. Nothing, the second hand barely even moved! They say a watch pot never boils, well the same applies to clocks, as she found out, a watch clock never ticks. Her friends were a little confused why she was so impatient, and never stopped staring with a look of despair at the clock.

"Ichigo. . . are you ok?"

Without prying her eyes away from the frustrating machine on the wall she answered, "I'm fine, just fine."

"Then why are you staring at a clock? People are kind of watching."

Reluctantly she pulled her head away, and turned it slowly around the classroom, realising with dread that they were all staring at her, the teacher too. She sunk back into her seat, and looked forward for the rest of the lesson, not daring to move an inch. You think I'd be used to embarrassment, but at least Masaya isn't in this class.

She strolled around at lunch, reading her script, trying to commit the words to memory, but it was a little difficult, all she could think of was that kiss, and as soon as she did her stomach would flip. Ichigo, get a hold of yourself! She scolded, Learn you lines first! She kept re-reading the lines for the day, mumbling them to herself repeatedly under her breath. Finally the final bell sounded and she rushed off to the gym, not really prepared for the kiss, but her nerves would settle, eventually, maybe.

She ran right into Masaya as she rushed on her way, quite literally, and would have certainly fallen right on her backside if he hadn't caught her. Masaya shifted his stance and caught Ichigo with a hand behind her back. If an observer walked by it would have seemed that they were dancing.

"I'm. . . I'm sorry, I. . . Thank you." She got out eventually, smiling at her rescuer, her prince.

"You're ok?" He asked, concern still in his eyes.

She nodded and he straightened her up, walking into the 'theatre' with her.

The others in the play were also practising, learning the lines that they had gotten assigned. Ichigo glanced down at the script in her hands, re-reading it for the umpteenth time.

The Prince and His Princess

Page 10

Prince: Why will you not love me? Why can't you love me?

Princess: I, I have another. Please, try to understand.

Prince: Another?

Princess: Ye. . . Yes.

Prince: Does he love you like I do, will he get down on his knees and pledge himself to you?

Princess: I. . . I just. . . I must go. (Turn to leave)

Prince: Stay, for without you I will surely die.

Ichigo stopped reading, for whenever she reached that part, Kish popped up into her mind, mocking her as she relived the kiss he had given. She could not think of Kish during this long awaited moment, she wanted to only think of Masaya, but it was almost impossible to forget those golden eyes that were always locked on hers. What is wrong with me? She asked herself uselessly. Her thoughts were interrupted by Masaya, "Are you ready Ichigo?"

She looked up, into his eyes, and nodded. She was ready, and Kish couldn't stop her, not this time.

The practise started at the start of that page, she was seated on a stone bench, Masaya walking around in front of her, commanding her undivided attention.

He started strong, the emotion in his voice as real as she had ever heard it. "Why will you not love me? Why can't you love me?"

She was taken aback by the emotion in his voice, and answered with her line, almost on the verge of tears for she was immediately sucked into the play, into the emotions. "I. . . I have another." She glanced away from his face, not wanting to see the sadness there, whether faked or real, it was heartbreaking. "Please, try to understand."

His voice sounded hollow. "Another?"

She bit her lip, realising now that she hadn't anticipated how real this would all feel. "Ye. . . Yes."

This was when Masaya kneeled down in front of her, taking her hand in his and she felt a hot blush creep up her cheeks as his gaze was unswervingly focused on hers. "Does he love you like I do? Will he get down on his knees and pledge himself to you?" His voice was on the verge of anger.

Ichigo did not need to act to know that she needed to leave his gaze, before she would break down in the middle of rehearsal, "I. . . I just. . . I must go." She pulled her hand loose and stood up, turning to leave, and expecting the hand on her shoulder, restraining her.

"Stay, for. . . without you I will surely die." It was not Masaya's voice she heard, but Kish's. Loud and clear in her mind. Masaya turned her towards him, and slowly leaned in, moving into the kiss she had been dreaming about, inching closer and closer every second. This is it. He's going to kiss me. It's not going to be like Kish's, no, this is what I've been waiting for. She tilted her head to accept the kiss, her heart thumping erratically in anticipation.

What she didn't expect was the loud yell of, "Cut!" to ring though the gym, stopping Masaya in his tracks. She silently fumed, What?! They had to yell cut just then?! Why??? Two more seconds!

A mischievous Kish laughed from his floating seat above the actors, as he saw her face drop as she looked around to find out why the director yelled cut at that precise time. She hasn't seen the small fire yet I suppose. Too bad little kitten, your kiss with Romeo was cut short. Such a same. Kish smirked evilly as he teleported away, satisfied with the havoc he had caused, and looking forward to another visit to Ichigo's this afternoon. She would be quite angry I suspect, excellent.


Yeah! Second chapter up! :D Any reviews welcome and are much appreciated! Hope you liked this chapter! If you have any idea's you would like to share feel free to tell me :)Later readers, from the Brown-eyed Wolf

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