Shirosaki - Kurosaki Ichigo's hollow side

Byakuhime - White Princess..byaku means pale or white in japanese..usually means pale, but hey, I didn't want to be saying Shiro every other word.

NO, Byakuhime is NOT Orihime's 'hollow' form, more accurately, she's an inner voice for Orihime to do daring things. XD Basically, it's Orihime's 'bad' side.

Please enjoy...

BTW, I dun own Bleach. I own Byakuhime...unless someone claimed her already D= Somehow..

When Inoue Orihime and Kurosaki Ichigo decide to sleep in the same bed, you may think that it is sweet, peaceful...a romantic sight for anyone.

But it isn't.

Their minds are interlocked, and their innerselves start to communicate.

"Look who's sexy tonight~" Shirosaki murmured, eyes turning into hungry slits as a blue tongue ran across white teeth. "Eh? Little ol' me? Oh, stop it." She was different from her regular form. Byakuhime was her name. Luscious curves, long legs, donned in a shirt that clings and a miniskirt.

"Yeah, you. Who else is hotter than you, honey?" Shirosaki stalked towards her, like he was a lion getting ready to eat a gazelle.

A rather pretty gazelle.

"What's your name?" Byakuhime looked away from him, a pout appearing as she pressed a finger to her bottom lip. "Oh, you wouldn't want to know..."

"But I do, I do." His arms rushed around her tiny waist, scooping her close. "You don't know when we'll be able to see each other again...I gotta know the name of the girl that stole my heart~" Byakuhime could feel her heart beat faster when Shirosaki's tongue ran across a vein on her neck.

"Warm." He murmured, sending a little kiss to jaw. "Oh, the things that I could do to you, Byaku-chan." Byakuhime glanced back at him, golden irises locking with hers. "Uncomfortable?" He asked, pulling out his sword and swinging it dangerously close to her. Byakuhime shuddered.

"It's cute to see you scared!" He cackled, bringing the sword to her stomach. Shirosaki watched her suck in her stomach, avoiding the sharp blade. A laugh erupted from him, and he dropped the sword, turning her around. "You know what, Byaku-chan?"

"W-What?"

"Since King has made that Orihime girl his Queen, I think that you'll be MY Queen." Shirosaki held her wrists above her head, biting hard on the skin above her collarbone. "Oh..is my little queen smiling? She likes pain..how strange! King's real queen detests pain, and yet you love it." The blood trickled down her skin, and Shirosaki lapped it up, like an animal. Byakuhime whimpered in delight when he scraped his teeth across the fresh wound. "I just couldn't bring myself to use my sword on you, sexy..."

Ichigo sat up straight in his bed, eyes wide. " 'the hell?!" Orihime's eyes blinked open. "What, Kurosaki-kun...?"

"Shirosaki...usually, I dream whatever he is doing, unfortunately, but this time...There was a woman there, named Byakuhime." Her cheeks grew red, "B-Byakuhime?" Orihime sputtered, covering her face.

"Byakuhime was in my dream...she's..my inner self."

Ichigo shuddered, raking a hand through his hair as he closed his eyes. "Then you saw?" He asked, and she nodded. "Yeah." Orihime moved closer to him, moonlight from his window spilling in on the two of them. Lightly, she touched his chest, moving lower to his abs, then stopping at his belly button. "They did very scary things." Murmured the healer girl, glancing up at him. He was staring down at her, face completely red. "I could make them...alright for you." Gray eyes widened, and Orihime shook her head no so fast she got dizzy. Ichigo laughed a little, looking up and out the window.

"Just a suggestion, honey."

"Y-You're starting to sound like Shirosaki."

This was fun to write, even though I don't really like it at all.

Haha.

R&R...thanks.