Chapter three!

Ichigo looked around the room. It had one single bed, a table and chair in it. To say the guy owned this place you couldn't really tell. Still looking around she noticed everything was white or a very pale cream at the most. Nothing like what her bedroom looked like. Of course, he wasn't her. This trail of thought was going nowhere, but still she continued. In face it was something to take her mind of the fact that she was now in a bedroom. Ryou's bedroom, no less, and they were just about to begin the first lesson. Her eyes kept flicking back to the neatly made bed with its white sheets. She couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm here to learn how to seduce, not for you to have your way with me!" she whispered harshly. She watched his smile on his lips spread into a grin that showed off his pearly whites to perfection. Honestly, there should have been a Ding! Noise when he did that.

"I'm not going to have my way with you." He moved closer and walked past her, taking the chair at the table leaving the bed to Ichigo to sit on. Lowing herself onto the bed she looked at him and felt rather silly for thinking that. Of course he wasn't going to take advantage of her. He wasn't like that. Plus she doubted he even liked her that way. I mean after all this is all just a learning experience for her right, so he wouldn't actually have to like her. She was mind- babbling.

"You look disappointed." He joked. At the undignified face she was now pulling him he held out his hands in a motion to say he wasn't armed. Ichigo closed her mouth tightly and began looking around, and began to babble inside her head again. She only realised Ryou had moved when she saw his feet standing in front of her. Looking up she saw a slight smirk to his lips, a glint in his eye. She watched as his hand came out towards her face and she didn't move. She felt the smoothness of his palm as he gently cupped the right side of her face. Closing her eyes she leaned into it, startling Ryou.

He looked down into the content look on her face. A small smile rose up inside him as he watched her moved her face ever so slightly more into his hand. Slowly he leaned over, bringing his face closer to hers. He wasn't sure what he was doing but he didn't want to stop. He felt his lips gently brush against hers and his eyes widened. He hadn't meant to kiss her, just show her a little seduction. He blinked his eyes, still attached to her lips and leaned a little more forcefully into the kiss.

Ichigo's eyes flew open and she shoved him away. Standing she almost ran to the door but didn't open it. She leaned against it, relearning how to breathe. She knew she should just go. Just leave it alone. But she couldn't. Her thoughts kept going back to the feeling of his lips on hers and how nice it felt. Shaking her head she forced the thought s out of her head and turned around to look at him.

He was leaning against the front of the desk, his arms crossed over his chest. He didn't look very pleased at what happened. In fact, he looked rather annoyed. And that annoyance was aimed at ichigo.



Ichigo felt her embarrassment dilapidate and be replaced with anger. Anger at how he had the nerve to be annoyed with her. She turned around and stomped her way over to him and shoved a pointed finger into his chest, gaining a bigger frown from him.

"How dare you be annoyed with me? I'm the one that should be pissed off!" turning away she began to pace the room. God how she was angry. Ryou, on the other hand, was quiet shocked. She thought he was pissed off at her, when really it was him he wasn't happy with. But now he was angry too. Angry at being shoved in the chest by a finger. It was only a finger, but pushed into his ribs, it hurt. Pushing off the table he pointed his own finger at her now.

"You're the one that came to me to learn how to seduce people! How the hell am I supposed to teach when you won't let me?" he almost yelled his reply, letting all the anger play into his voice.

Ichigo whirled around to face him. A frown firmly in place, her anger shown along her face. She smiled at him and it wasn't a pleasant smile. "So that's how you seduce people eh?" she asked. She began moving towards him quickly, no time for Ryou to react. He knew something was coming, he thought it would be a firm and solid slap across his face. But that's not what happened.

Ichigo firmly placed bother her hands on his face, cupping him, making sure he couldn't escape and she forced her lips down onto his. Ryou let out a surprised yip but that only stirred ichigo on. She pressed her lips harder against his. He closed his eyes at the feel of her hands on his face, her lips on his own. He moved his hands around her body, kneading his fingers into her back bringing a gasp from ichigo.

She wasn't sure what she was doing and was about to pull away when she felt Ryou's tongue lick her bottom lip. All reasoning was pushed out of her head at the sensation of his wet tongue caressing her lip. Sliding her own tongue out from between her lips she touched his, rubbing slightly against it for a second before sliding back in. She opened her eyes and began to pull away from him, but Ryou kept his hands on her back, tightening and pulling her closer. He grunted as she moaned as his lips reclaimed hers, moving his own lips apart and pulling her bottom lip into his mouth to suck on. Ichigo's hands moved from his face to back of his neck, to play with the blonde hair there. The feel of her hands playing through his hair pull a moan from his throat. He began walking towards her, pushing her back until she hit the wall. His hands moved from her back and began caressing her face, her arms and the top of her thighs. It was all too much for ichigo to keep track off, her own pleasure and desire making things go fuzzy around the edges.

As Ryou's hand came down to her thigh, he squeezed it a little harder, bringing another gasp from her. She lifted her leg up and wrapped that one leg around his waist. Ryou thrust forward with his hips at the movement, stirring him on. He felt himself pushed right up against the core of her body.

His eyes flew open and looked into the face of the girl before him. Shit. Ichigo didn't want this, and he was pretty sure he didn't want it to happen either. Slowing his kisses he moved away, turning his back on her and leaned one hand on the desk. He breathed in deeply, silently telling his 'friend' downstairs to calm down. He couldn't be thinking thoughts like this about her, it was wrong, defiantly not right, it was... ichigo.



Turning his head around he watched her as her eyes slowly opened, slightly darker betraying lust and pleasure. He began to look away but saw her lips, all plump and reddish from the kissing. Cursing silently he turned and looked away, collecting his emotions and keeping his face a blank sheet.

"Ryou?" Ichigo's voice floated over to him, barely more than a whisper. As if her throat wasn't used to making the noises she had just been making. Ryou, with a smile in place turned around and walked towards her, hands firmly in the pockets.

"I think that will do for today, ichigo." He moved to the door that was to the right of her, still pressed up against the wall. Ichigo frowned. Why was she leaving? This couldn't have been the lesson could it? She opened her mouth and spoke her ideas.

"But... we haven't had our lesson yet!" Ryou laughed. He couldn't help it. Was she fighting to stay here with him and play kissy face again? He turned to her, eyes still sparkling from the laughter.

"You didn't think that wasn't a lesson?" ichigo shook her head no. "Trust me it was. Didn't you feel your heart beat racing, the blood boiling in your veins?" he knew he did. Ichigo nodded affirmative. "That's one way to seduce. You go in, make all the right moves, and then pull away at the right moment. It makes them wanting more."

Ichigo dumbly nodded her head and retreated out of the open door and began leaving the building. She heard the door close behind her and she was left alone to her thoughts. He was right. That was seduction. Was her heart beating so much it threatened to jump out of her chest? Yes. Was her blood boiling, so much she thought she was going to die from it? Yes. She stopped and raised a hand up to the slightly swollen lips.

Was she left alone, waiting, wanting more? Yes.

AN: well there you o my lovelies! Chapter three up and running! What did ya think? Let me know k?? (.) (.) (.)