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Note: this fanfic is inspired from a J-Dorama, Long Vacation starred by Kimura Takuya of SMAP. Enjoy!
Thought/Past
Present.
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-Love Story-
6
"Your hair is soooo orange, Kurosagi-kun…"
"It's Kurosaki!" He frowned, "You're drunk."
She laughed, "Oooh, really? How do you know?" She got closer to him and poked his chest with her index finger, "I am not drunk."
"Yes you are."
She giggled, "How do you know?"
"Because now you're licking my neck," he said. "You wouldn't do this unless you were drunk."
"Nooo… It's you… You're drunk!"
"I'm not!"
"But your hand is inside my t-shirt…"
-o-
She could remember it. Not much but somehow she could remember it. She remembered how his long fingers touched her body and how his lips touched her skin. Oh, she didn't want to remember it, not now when he sat in front of her only a table away from her. She just needed to reach her hand out to grab his t-shirt and…
This was not healthy. They would have to talk after this dinner and all she could do now was imagine him naked on her. Pervert Hime! She scolded herself. She had to see a doctor, she had been a real pervert this whole day, imagining the younger man naked and doing naughty stuff like what they had done last night. She needed to control herself, she shouldn't want him that way. First, she was older than him by five years and second, he was a friend of her ex-fiancé.
She sighed.
She almost forgot about that man.
What was his name again, oh yeah, Grimmjow. It hadn't even been two months since he left her, but it was such a distant memory for her now.
-o-
"You're so beautiful."
She giggled, "You too…"
For the first time in his life someone called him beautiful and he didn't know how to react.
"Thanks," he mumbled.
He pressed his lips to hers once again, he had kissed only one girl before her and that was a long time ago. He had forgotten what it was like to kiss a girl but he decided that he liked it. He was drunk, his body was moving by its own will, but he didn't mind at all. He loved how smooth her skin felt, and the way she moaned his name was just too sexy. He liked it.
He liked this girl.
"Kurosagi-kun…"
He was too drunk to correct her.
-o-
His face reddened and he hoped that she wouldn't recognize it. Even if she did, he hoped that she wouldn't know that he was blushing while thinking about what had happened last night. She had acted casual towards him this evening and he didn't want to make the situation more awkward.
He had tried to eat his dinner as slowly as possible. They had to talk after dinner and for some good reasons, he intended to delay it as long as possible. He wasn't ready to talk about it with her. He didn't know how to start it or what to say. He had thought about it this whole day and still, he couldn't find the right words to say to her.
Should I apologize?
He furrowed his brows. It wasn't entirely his fault. If only she hadn't asked him to drink with her this wouldn't have happened. He was never good with alcohol. Oh wait, but she didn't know that he was weak to alcoholic liquor, did she? Well, he didn't have a chance to explain, besides, who knew that the alcohol she chose was so strong?
He looked at the girl silently. She was watching her half empty bowl with a weird face. Her pretty face had a deep scowl on it now, almost similar to his. She was thinking about something and he could guess what it was about.
Last night was a mistake.
He had to make it clear to her that he didn't mean it and it wouldn't happen again. He would try to assure her that he had no such intention toward her. Well, he did like to see her in her nightgown sometimes, but he wouldn't tell her that now, would he?
He wondered if she hated him now. She didn't show anything like hatred toward him but he wondered if deep inside she was upset with him. She had just been dumped by her fiancé and maybe she still had feelings for him.
He hated himself and his male hormones. Even in this kind of situation, he still thought that she was sexy.
-o-
"We will regret this tomorrow."
"Maybe, but I want it now."
-o-
They had finished their dinner but no one dared to speak.
They had been sitting there for almost an hour now without saying anything. Neither of them knew how to start this conversation. They weren't even sure what this conversation was about.
"A-ano…"
He looked at her, waiting for the next words from her.
She started shyly, "About last night…"
Ichigo's male pride was hurt that it was her who started the talk.
"I know." He cut her off, "I've been thinking about it the whole day."
"Y-you have?"
He nodded, "I think we need to make it clear."
She tilted her head to the left but she didn't say anything waiting for him to continue.
"What happened last night was a…" he gulped, he wanted to say that it was only a mistake but he couldn't say it. It had been so good, too good to only be a mistake. He sighed, "…uh, I mean, we both are grown ups and stuff like this happens so I think… Uh, what I want to say is…" He looked at her and he cursed himself that he couldn't say it properly. "What happened last night shouldn't happen again and let's just forget it."
He waited for her response. He watched her blinking her beautiful eyes thoughtfully. She tapped her long feminine fingers on the table for a few seconds before she nodded her head in agreement.
"I agree, let's forget about it."
To forget it meant to never talk about it again. It was impossible to forget about that night and they both knew it.
-o-
He touched her cheek gently.
She looked at him and placed her hand on top of his and smiled.
-o-
"So…" Ichigo tried to start a new topic since he thought they didn't need to talk about last night anymore, and he was glad that it was easier than what he had thought before. "How was your day?"
She couldn't tell him that she called her best friend today and talked for hours about last night. She didn't need to bring up the topic again. "I asked my friend to help me to find a job…"
He sighed. He had thought about this too, "Do you have any job in mind?"
She shrugged, "Anything will do." She smiled brightly at him and chuckled, "Don't worry, I will find a job soon and will pay the rent too…"
That was not what he meant.
He shook his head, "I will try to ask my friends if they can help you to find a job."
Her cheeks reddened at this, she looked embarrassed but she kept smiling. "Ah, you don't have to do that." She added quickly when she saw a frown deepen on his face, "but I will appreciate it!"
He smiled.
This girl is adorable.
"By the way…" she clasped her hands together, "we have cleared everything up, so now how about if we celebrate it?"
"Huh?"
"I still have some wine and…"
"Are you crazy?"
She pouted, "Why?"
He blushed, "I think we need to establish some rules here!"
"I hate rules." She pouted. The way she said it made her look a lot younger than her age. "Why do we need any rules anyway?"
Ichigo tsk-ed and massaged his temples, why didn't he think about this before? Yes, they need some rules. It would make everything easier for him.
He folded his hands and looked at her seriously, "First, no alcohol in this house."
"But…"
"No buts!" he barked. He tried to ignore the fact that she looked so adorable when she was pouting like that. "You may make your rules too, but first I will say mine!"
Orihime sighed.
He continued, "Second, do not answer the phone, you got it? I have an answering machine and you don't have to answer the phone."
She nodded.
"Third…"
Oh how she hated rules.
-o-
"I-Ichigo…"
"Say my name…"
"Ichigo!"
"Yes…"
-o-
"Now," Ichigo furrowed his brows, he had mentioned twenty five rules now. "Do you have any rules?"
Orihime bit her lower lip and closed her eyes. She thought for a moment before opening her eyes and smiled, "Only one."
"Only one?"
"Yes," she nodded. "It's not that hard, I think, but this is important, you know, since we live together for now…" She looked at him waiting for his response.
He nodded, telling her to go on.
"Please don't fall in love with me."
-o-
She was laying there next to him. Her head was on his chest. There was a smile on her beautiful face. He couldn't see her smile but even in his drunken state he could tell that she was smiling. His head was dizzy and he was so tired and sleepy.
She was snoring softly as if informing the younger man that she was sleeping.
He smiled thinking that she was so cute.
Maybe they wouldn't remember it in the morning but he felt so happy right now.
"You know…" he mumbled sleepily, "maybe… I could fall in love with you…"
He heard a sigh from the girl.
"Mmm…" she said sleepily, "me too."
He grinned widely.
-o-
They looked at each other.
He tried not to let her read his expression.
She waited for his answer patiently.
"Ok," he said calmly, "I will not fall for you."
She smiled.
Under the table, he crossed his fingers.
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author's note:
^^ I hope you like this chapter... I will be busy this December with some projects so I dont think I can update any of my stories this December... But let's see later.
Thanks for reading.