Game of Hearts

Kensei .:. Orihime

Cherries:.

Lisa had always been the curious type and was widely known for butting her head into business that wasn't hers, but she couldn't help it. She was so fascinated with everything that she couldn't possibly ignore something that she knew was going on.

And she knew something was going on.

It's been a week since Kensei and Orihime had started acting weird, and now she was absolutely sure there was positively something going on.

At first she passed her suspicions as delusions of parallel between the two individuals and one of her new favorite erotica manga. After all, it was common for her to try and find similarities to such fake scenarios in the real world, but after today curiosity of what was going on behind the scenes overcame her.

It had all started when Mashiro got everyone ice cream...

Lisa knew.

She could see the way his eyes glazed over with lust as he watched her plump lips wrap around the top of the ice cream scoop, licking off the remains of vanilla that lingered on her lips. He licked his own lips in anticipation, watching as her tongue slowly slid around the base of the cone and slowly pulled its way up. She watched as his eyes closed to refrain himself from pouncing on her as she picked the cherry off the top, sucking it right of the stem and slowly chewing it to savor the flavor.

"Kensei, what are you looking at?" Lisa asked, curious to what exactly he was imagining though she was pretty sure she had a pretty good idea.

Luckily for him, no one seemed to be paying attention except for the involved parties.

He quickly stood up, roughly pushing his chair away and storming out of the room, slamming the door to the kitchen loudly behind him.

Orihime looked as if she was about to cry.

"Don't worry, Inoue-chan," Love comforted, "it has nothing to do with you! He's just been grumpy!" He patted her lightly on top the of the head, starting an up-beat conversation to boost her seemingly low moods.

Lisa was sure that Orihime knew it was because of her.

-x

Orihime had tried multiple times to run into the hot-headed man in order to find out what exactly she had done wrong. She was positive he was still mad over the incident in his room. She really should have been smarter not to walk in while he was sleeping, but she'd just been so worried that no one really seemed to be taking care of him...

"Muguruma-san?" she tried as he brushed passed her in the hallway, his gaze never reaching her. "M...Muguruma-san?" she tried again. "I'm very sorry for the other day..."

"It's fine."

She stared at the long back that faced her, his face refusing to face her direction, one of his hands running through his silver hair.

Nervous habit?

"Why are you angry with me?" she questioned, reaching out to touch the back of his arm. She wanted him to look at her so she could see how he was actually feeling. She wanted to see whatever the emotion was that his eyes were hiding from her.

He flinched at her touch, and when his golden gaze turned her direction she didn't see an emotion she was able to recognize.

She was afraid.

He pushed her up against the wall, his hands pushing her beside her. "I want to fuck you," he stated, his lips reaching down to kiss her on the cheek. "I want to fuck you so hard you can't walk for days and then fuck you again and again til there's no possible way I can again."

He pulled away, his intense stare making her feel ever more uncomfortable. "All I can think about lately is all the dirty things I want to do to your body." One of his hand released her wrist, roughly brushing against her jawline to make her look directly in his eyes. "Stay away from me. I can control a hollow, but it seems I can't control my sexual desires. If you tempt me I won't hold back."

He let go of her, turning around and quickly walking back to what Orihime assumed to be his room. Her body went limp, falling to the ground in the shock as she realized what had just occurred.

Lisa slowly slipped off into the shadows, but not before seeing the small smile that slipped up onto Orihime's face.

-x

"You should take some advice from my ero-manga," Lisa suggested, throwing one of her recent favorites towards the hot-headed man. "Maybe you could find some more persuasive lines to get a girl in bed."

"There's no one I want to get in bed."

"According to your display last night..."

She didn't cringe when a fist flew into the wall right next to her, creating a large hole in the cement block.

"You're going to need to fix that."

"I'm not in the mood for this."

Lisa shrugged, not entirely interested in whether or not he was in the mood. He was the one with pent up sexual frustration that had practically kept him anti-social (more than usual at least) and 'sick'.

Stubborn man.

"There's always Mashiro."

-x

She looked up as he dropped the manga on the table in front of her, his eyes narrowed dangerously thin as if he was trying to threaten her. "What's this supposed to mean?"

"I thought it closely resembled the sexual tension between you and Inoue-chan."

He snorted, turning his face away to check that there were no eavesdroppers or passer-byes that happened to hear his conversation; it'd already happened once and he didn't need any more important personal information passing around.

"It isn't similar at all."

"Why not?"

"Well," he started, "there isn't a second male. That completely changes everything."

"You're stupid." He looked at her, dumbfounded after her statement. "Of course there is second male..."

He waited patiently for her to finish her sentence.

She looked up from her manga to notice he was still staring at her waiting for an answer. Was he really that slow that he didn't notice anything that was going on around him.

"Who is it?"

"Kurosaki Ichigo, of course."

Kensei almost punched another hole in the wall.

-x

Orihime stood outside his door, her hands tightly gripping the sides of the tray as she tried to figure out a casual way to start a conversation with the man inside. She hadn't spoken with him since the incident in the hallway and she was almost positive he didn't want to talk to her...

...but she didn't want to be ignored.

She slowly opened the door, squeezing through to see the man laying down on his bed, his eyes open and facing towards the ceiling.

"I just came to drop off food," she spoke quickly when he had turned his head to look at her. She approached him with caution as he sat up from his laid down position. His long legs hung down far enough to touch the ground from the side of his bed, his shirtless torso exposed to her lingering gaze.

He smirked as her cheeks slowly turned a dark scarlet.

He had such a firm torso. Wait, she'd felt that torso before when she fell on top of him...

"Food?"

"Oh...oh! Right... sorry!" she quickly scurried over, setting the tray down next to the bed. As soon as she let go of it she felt a strong grip on her elbow, twisting her so she placed directly between his legs. She felt her body heat up at the firm object that pushed against her thigh.

"You feel that?" He kissed the juncture of her neck, slowly letting his tongue swirl circles. "I told you not to tempt me..."

"I...I... wasn't... I really wasn't... and trying to tempt... I'm sorry...!" Her mumblings were cut short as a pair of lips pressed against hers, cutting her off.

Her eyes widened but she didn't push him away, nor did she respond. Just as she was closing her eyes he pulled away, his lips still lingering centimeters away from her own. "Thanks for the food."

She could sense the husky tone that thickly coated his voice and she wasn't sure to be scared or excited from it. Whatever she felt, she didn't have time to contemplate it as she rushed out of the room, making sure not to slam it behind her.

He fell back onto his bed, letting out a cry of frustration.

He'd almost let his hollow take her.

-x

no smut :( I have so many themes to cover I'm afraid if I do too many smut in the beginning I won't be creative to write enough later on XD I already have next chapter planned though... so be expecting some minor lemon then ;) please review! They keep me motivated!

Also, in case you're wondering why Orihime had to bring him food... it's because he is still feigning sickness :). He must have a really bad cold XD please review!