Game of Hearts

Kensei .:. Orihime

Kiss:.

Mashiro was thoroughly pissed. She had been by Kensei for over a hundred years. She'd always been there for him even after the hollow incident and they ran away from Soul Society. She'd been next to him through thick and thin, through all his battles, through all his difficulties. She was always the one who had been there for him and all she had ever gotten to be was some second rate sex toy.

Orihime prances in, and after a couple of weeks, manages to get the title girlfriend. It was the title Mashiro had always dreamed of having. The one she deserved because she had stuck up with his stupid attitude for so damn long.

But that wasn't what happened.

She knew something was different when Lisa had that smug look on her face that morning at the breakfast table. She knew something was up when Kensei walked in wearing a half-smile, a blushing Orihime falling behind not long after. She knew when Shinji started flirting with Orihime and Kensei hit him square in the face so hard he broke through the wall, and then claimed Orihime as 'his woman', that all her worst fears had been confirmed.

How could she possibly live there with this situation going on? Wasn't that human supposed to have left by now? Shouldn't training have finished long ago?

Mashiro was starting to have the feeling that the little girl was lingering around for a lot more reasons than 'training'.

Just the thought of Kensei and Orihime being an item was enough to make Mashiro want to tear apart the entire building, but she wasn't going to. She wasn't the type to display anger the way Kensei was. Instead, she was going to exact her revenge so cleverly, there was no way her plan could possibly fail. She would leave both them as miserable as she felt at that moment, and she would feel no regret from it. They deserved it, no, he deserved it for using her for hundreds of years.

She would have revenge, and it would start tonight.

-x

Orihime was having a wonderful day. Muguruma-san had announced her as his woman to everyone, which had surprisingly been both really embarrassing and really exciting at the same time, and Hachi had let her off training early in order to have some free time to visit her boyfriend.

Her boyfriend! Her very first boyfriend! She still couldn't believe they were together; she had never thought she would date anyone but Kurosaki-kun, but her loveless life seemed to be taking a turn for the better.

The way Muguruma-san looked at her with those piercing eyes of his, the way he kissed her, the way he ran his calloused hands all over her... she really loved all of it. Her heart was constantly racing with excitement, and even just being around him was thrilling for her.

Her heart was starting to race just thinking about him touching her like he had last night.

A dark blush came upon her cheeks as she thought about what had happened, her vivid memory not allowing her to skip out on any details. The way his tongue had caressed her so lovingly, and the way his golden eyes locked with hers and held her so firmly she couldn't escape. The way he sucked...

"Were you looking for me?" a voice called out, interrupting her shameful thought process.

Cheeks already flushed, her eyes widened as she looked upon the man she had been thinking about sitting sprawled out on the couch in front of her. She hadn't even been paying attention to where she was walking, but apparently she had subconsciously wandered until she reached the 'living room', knowing somehow that he would be there.

"Something on your mind?" he jested, his low voice sending shivers down her spine. "Your face is rather flushed." He motioned for her come over to him, patting between his open legs to show her where he wanted her to sit.

"N... no... I was just... wandering..." she mumbled, knowing her excuses with him were futile. If she had given a lame answer like that a week earlier, he probably would have scolded her and called her an immature child. Now, all he could focus on was her flushed cheeks and the way she was rubbing small circles right below the hemline of her skirt, and scolding her was the last thing on his mind.

At least not the way he used to.

When she hesitated to sit down on him, he tugged her down by her arm, smirking as she tumbled in-between his legs. "You were thinking about me," he stated bluntly, not even leaving it up for question. He could tell by her flushed face that her blush wasn't from embarrassment, it was from being horny.

Oh God, how was he supposed to hold back when she gazed up at him with those half-lidded eyes that begged him to touch her inappropriately? He pulled her back tightly against his chest, wrapping his arms around her middle to squeeze her closer to him.

"Is that bad, Muguruma-san?" she asked, her tongue darting out and licking her lips as she looked up at the face mere inches away from her own.

"No," he answered simply, "but calling me Muguruma-san is bad. I'm your boyfriend aren't I? You should call me by my first name."

"B... but... Muguruma-san...we just started dating!"

"Oh?" he asked, leaning forward and kissing the base of her neck, "But you let me do this?" His warm breath sent a jolt of pleasure through her, his tongue swirling around the base and nipping at her pulse point.

"Mugurum...ah!" Her voice was caught off as he gently brushed her inner thigh with his fingertips, a moan of pleasure preventing her from arguing her point further. She could feel him hardening behind her, filling her with even more excitement than before.

She hadn't known that knowing that he wanted her could make her feel so good.

"Try again," he whispered, one of his hands slowly moving back and forth across her thigh while the other one, wrapped around her middle, held in place and kept her from squirming away too much. He was really enjoying the way her she was pushing her bottom up against him, all the pleasure she was feeling clearly expressed in everything move that she made.

How the hell was she so damn sexy?

"Some...one... might...ah... see..." she said between gasps and moans. His control over her was almost unnerving, like he put some sort of spell over her that made her want to go along with his every desire.

It scared her that she actually might.

"No one ever comes in here except for me, and sometimes Mashiro when she wants to be fucking annoying," he assured her. "Now stop changing the subject and say my name properly."

Orihime didn't really like the idea of him being alone in the room no one ever came into with just Mashiro, but she really didn't have too much time to think about it before another wave of tingles coursed through her.

"Ke...Ken...sei-san..."

"Not good enough," his voice was husky now, every part of his body urging him to push her over and make her completely his. He could barely hold himself back, her butt rubbing against his erection as she wriggled in front of him.

His hand traveled further under her skirt, his boundaries of how far he was allowed to go slowly slipping away as he felt how wet she was just by brushing her panties. She moaned in response to his touch, her legs spreading wider and encouraging to touch her more.

At this rate he wouldn't last much longer.

He moved his face close to her ear, lightly licking the lobe before whispering, "Orihime."

As he whispered her name there was an immediate response throughout her whole body. The way he had said it reminded her of the first night she had walked in on him, and of the conflicting feelings she had felt watching him touch himself and moan her name with so much desire: the desire that had overcame her, the shame she had felt for watching him, the curiosity of knowing the feelings behind the way he had said her name...

...It all overwhelmed her right then. The intense pleasure of all the pent up emotions she had been feeling bursting out so she couldn't hold them back any longer. She groaned loudly, pressing up against the two fingers that were brushing up against the outside of her panties desperately. Now she knew, she wanted more of this, whatever this was, and she didn't want it to stop.

"Kensei..." she moaned, no longer holding back the sounds of pleasure she had been restraining beforehand. Her voice echoed against the metal interior of the building, the sound of her own voice turning her on even more.

"Orihime," he whispered again, moving the hand that had been previously holding her tightly against him up to her face in order to turn her his direction. As soon as she was his way, he leaned down and kissed her with more intensity than he even knew possible. His tongue slid inside her mouth, completely dominating her as she hummed noises of pleasures throughout the kiss. He explored her completely, letting his tongue travel and encircle hers entirely, moving on to slide it behind her teeth and across the top, her body shaking with a satisfied response.

He pulled away, his eyes immediately locking with her own. He wanted her. He really really wanted her, and when she kept spreading her legs and thrusting her hips in response to his touch, he didn't know how he could control himself.

"Kensei..."

And that was the site Ichigo walked in on.

"What the fuck is going on here?" a seething voice interrupted, a very angry man having entered the room without them noticing.

Kensei quickly pulled his hand away, tempted to move the frozen Orihime off of his lap so that he could go over and punch the fucking brat, but deciding against it because of the very obvious boner that would not be going away anytime soon. He pushed his legs together, in turn pushing Orihime's together also, and getting more pissed at the fact Ichigo had gotten to see his woman in a way he had never wanted her to be seen by anyone but him.

His fucking luck.

"I asked a question," Ichigo started again, his voice gradually growing louder as his held back anger became steadily released, "What the hell are you doing to Inoue-chan?"

"Orihime," he pointedly emphasized, "is my girlfriend. I don't think you have any right to ask me what the fuck I'm doing." He moved the still motionless Orihime beside him, glad he wasn't restrained by problems that prevented him from going over and beating that kid's fucking ass for ruining one of the best moments of his life. "Maybe you should have knocked before you entered."

"This is a public room. Maybe you should stop making Inoue-chan..." his voice cut short, the light blush that came upon his face clearly showing what he was thinking about. Kensei knew what the brat was going to say, he was going to say that he should stop make Orihime do those sort of things, but Kensei could tell Ichigo was clearly able to see Orihime wasn't forced.

The flushed look on her face, the way she had reacted to him, the way she had moaned his name... Kensei could tell by the look on Ichigo's face that he had seen it all. The more he realized Ichigo had a very provocative image of Orihime in his mind, the more angry he got.

"What are you, her mother? Get the fuck out Ichigo, you can't tell me what we are and aren't allowed to do." He was trying to hold back his anger and his temper because he knew Orihime would probably go even more into shock if things go too out of hand.

God damn it, if Ichigo ruined his and Orihime's sex life he would kill the bastard.

"So, this is the training you do here?" Ichigo asked, changing his questioning from Kensei to Orihime. He noticed Orihime glance up from the floor for the first time, but not directly at him. "We all miss you. We all have been waiting for you to come back, but it looks like you don't need us anymore." He clenched his fists, wanting to curse Kensei for what he had just walked in on, but not doing so because he knew it would hurt Orihime as well.

He tried to calm down, tried to be reasonable, tried not to scream and yell at Orihime for what he had seen, but his efforts to hold back his biting tongue were hard for him to do. "Does Tatsuki even know you have a boyfriend? Your best friend? The person who has been there for you through everything?" There was a finality to his words that left a long silence in the room. He turned around, loudly slamming the door behind in to clearly show exactly what he thought of this 'relationship'.

Kensei wanted to chase him down and beat the kid into the ground, but by the way Orihime's eyes were gazing off into nothing, he knew she needed some comforting.

Comforting was not his strong point.

He sat down next to her, wrapping his arms around her gently and pulling her close to him, lightly kissing her temple in hopes she wouldn't react badly to his touch.

As she leaned into him, he let out a small sigh, relieved she wasn't reacting badly to his touch. At least it meant she didn't hate him, and it meant that maybe he didn't have to tear apart the entire city because she would never forgive him.

He was almost proud of his comforting abilities, but then she started to cry.

He never knew what to do when someone started to cry.

-x

Mashiro hummed as she skipped down the hallway. The lightness of her steps showed everyone she walked by just exactly how good of a day she had.

"What're you so damn happy about?" Shinji asked, confused as the skipping/humming Mashiro started spinning in little circles throughout the kitchen.

She stopped short, a huge grin spreading across her face as she replied, "I just love when all want works out perfectly."

-x

Wow... so... don't shoot me :) I know it's been over a year since I've updated this. I definitely deserve to be taken out and shot somewhere for being a horrible updater, but on the bright side I updated (and I made the chapter longer)! To be quite honest, I've had the beginning of this chapter written for over a year, but I just couldn't figure out what I wanted to do with it and where I wanted to go with the story. I'm trying to create a plot and stuff... which is really difficult when I just kind of want to write tons of smut and try to pass it off as a plot... but I will not do that! I WILL WRITE A STORY DAMN IT. So, that is my excuse for not updating... because I really had no freakin' clue what I wanted to do.

I guess another excuse could be that because I waited so long to write (and just stopped writing for a while) my writing skills got REALLY REALLY bad. I apologize if this chapter is sub-par, but I really did write to the best of my abilities /:. I hope I didn't disappoint anyone.

On another note, it was all of my reviewers who encouraged me to continue with this story. I seriously could have never touched it again and been perfectly content, but all the people telling me they loved it and wanted me to continued pushed me forward to update! This chapter is dedicated to you all, so I hope you enjoy it :) (if any of you are left!)

Thank you for waiting patiently and for reading! Review and let me know what you think!