Theme # 8: Our Own World
"What's that black haired Shinigami got on me, anyways, King?" It was a simple question, and the Hollow stared at the orange haired teen, waiting for an answer.
"I dunno, the fact that she ain't a Hollow? Maybe she's more human than you'll ever be?" The orange haired boy scowled at the Hollow, his inner Hollow as they sat in his inner world, having the strangest conversation he'd ever expected to have; and the fact that this conversation was with his inner Hollow was making it even worse.
"Uhh, King, listen to yourself, she's dead! She's farther from being human than I am! I at least have access to humans, if you'd let me get out every once in a while." The orange haired teen scoffed at the notion of his Hollow being more human than Rukia.
"Let you out and have you rampage all over the city killing people is not the kind of contact with humans you would need to be more human than Rukia." The Hollow frowned, leaning in a bit closer to his King. The smirk on his face was returning as his King tried to back away.
"What'sa matter, King?" The Hollow's laughter echoed around the sideways buildings in this world of theirs. "Too close for comfort? I can show ya I'm more human than that damned Shinigami'll ever be!" With that, he closed the distance between them, Ichigo still backing away. Ichigo's eyes widened as the Hollow's lips connected with his own and he tried to let out a startled scream. But opening his mouth was about the worst thing he could have done, as the Hollow thrust his blue tongue into his King's mouth to play with the red one there.
And then the pressure was gone, and the orange haired teen didn't even think twice as he fled the inner world, back to the safety of his bedroom.
Hiza: Hehe… Hichi likes to make his King squirm.