AN:

Kissing scenes are fun to write. /brick'd so hard/

Might as well write a chapter that's not too plot related. I mean, it's not like it's plot less and meaningless... but it's just... fluffy. ; v ;

FILLER CHAPTER

YEAH

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I was going to make it longer, but I gotta go to school. :c

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When I met you I didn't know you,

but when I kissed you I was sure you were the one for me.

-Candice V.

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The slight ticklish sensation on her neck woke Resu up.

"Morning Resu," whispered Toshiro against her neck, his lips skimming over her skin. Resu's cheeks began to turn red as Toshiro pulled back to gaze at her, a happy smile on his face.

"Mm... morning 'Shiro." She smiled back at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a deep kiss. Toshiro chuckled to himself and gently nibbled on her lower lip and her lips slightly parted. His tongue slid between her parted lips, twining with her tongue as she slightly moaned into his mouth. They broke apart, slightly panting for their breaths. Toshiro looked down at Resu, enjoying the view of her hazy green eyes, her flushed cheeks and her soft and pink lips. Resu moved her hands so they just rested on his bare chest.

"You're such a tease 'Shiro," giggled Resu, playfully hitting him. Toshiro just grinned at her and moved his lips next to her ear.

"I can't help it," he huskily growled into her ear. Heat begun to pool up in Resu's stomach when he said that, the sound of his voice sending a chill down her spine.

"S-so... shall we get up and eat something?"

"Mm... let me think about it... can't I play with my Resu a little more?"

"No, you can't, since your Resu is hungry," Resu pouted causing Toshiro to laugh and to get off of her.

"What would you like for breakfast this morning?"

"Something that requires for me to cook... you've done enough cooking this last month, and it's not like I'm a horrible cook. I grew up having to make food for myself, and I'm not going to feed myself burnt food... though I remember this one time I burnt a fish. Didn't feel good for a few days... then again I was seven."

"You were seven?"

"Yeah, my mother was on a business trip that day if I remember correctly, my sister was... somewhere, and I don't know about my father... but never mind I'm getting off-topic. At least let me help you 'Shiro."

"Fine, but back to my main question that you didn't answer. What do you want to eat?"

"Well... I remember I found this recipe once for these cute heart shaped toasts that have strawberry jam on them. Doesn't that sound like such a corny breakfast...?"

"No, it sounds really good, and it wouldn't take us long to make it either way." A smile lit up Resu's face as she sat up on the bed.

"Wow, we made sure to scatter our shirts on the ground... I think I see yours under the bed" mumbled Resu as she reached over to pick up her shirt off the ground.

"Now that was your fault."

"Shut up and get dressed."

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Resu went ahead of Toshiro to begin preparing while he hindered back in the bedroom. As Resu was focused on cutting the bread into perfect hearts, Toshiro snuck up behind her and embraced her from behind.

"A-ah Toshiro...! You slightly scared me..."

"Sorry Resu, I didn't mean to."

"It's fine really... I just wasn't expecting that."

"So how far have you gotten?"

"I've got three pieces cut already... how many do you want? They'll be pretty small..."

"Four will be fine for me."

"Ok, until I finish cutting the rest, could you put the already cut pieces in the toaster?"

"Sure, and I've been meaning to ask you for some time... why did you let your 'boyfriend' abuse you?"

"Eh, cover-up really. I would have kicked his ass if it wasn't for that."

"But still, Resu..."

"Not as bad as the torture I've had before. Anyways, he hits like a 2 year old!" Without paying any attention, Resu accidentally sliced into one of her fingers with the knife she was using. A sharp hiss escaped her and Toshiro looked over.

"Fuck it!" she swore to herself, looking for anything to wrap around her now bleeding finger. Toshiro walked over and took her hand in his, bringing it up to his mouth. Green eyes locked with turquoise as his tongue darted out to lap up at the blood until the bleeding almost completely stopped (AN: It probably only took a few seconds? Five? Idk, I never accidentally cut myself... nor purposely. ._.). Resu's face was again a bright crimson as she stood completely still.

"You should get a band-aid for that..." muttered Toshiro, a barely visible smirk on his lips. Resu lightly pulled her hand out of his grasp, quickly nodded, then turned around to go to the bathroom. A chuckle escaped Toshiro as he continued making breakfast for her.

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Resu fumbled around with the band-aid box, struggling to get one of the band-aids out.

O-oh geez, I'm so clumsy today! Grah. I blame Toshiro. That look in his eyes was so...! So... lustful and loving... Resu, get a grip on yourself, you're acting like a fourteen year old girl!

She finally got the band-aid out and onto the cut. With a quick sigh, she turned around to return to the kitchen... to find that Toshiro had already finished everything for her. Toshiro placed two cups of coffee on the table and turned to look in Resu's direction.

"Ah, you're done?"

"Y-yeah..."

"Well c'mon then... everything's gonna get cold." Resu sat at the table, twirling a strand of her hair between her fingers.

"Do you want any milk for your coffee?" asked Toshiro, slightly quirking his eyebrows up.

"Yeah, but I'll get it." Resu got up from the table and went to the fridge, taking out the milk and pouring some in her coffee.

"What about you Toshiro?"

"Nah. I don't like milk in my coffee." Resu shrugged at him and placed the milk back inside, sitting back in her spot. She took one of the jam covered toasts and took a bite out of it.

"Mm, this is good!" marveled Resu, stuffing the entire piece into her mouth. Toshiro lightly chuckled and took a sip of his coffee. Resu quickly finished her second and third piece.

"Maybe I should have cut more bread," pouted Resu. Toshiro picked one of his own toasts up and sighed.

"Open your mouth, Resu."

"What, why?"

"So I can feed you one of my pieces...?"

"Ah..." Resu opened her mouth and just as Toshiro was about to feed her the jam-covered toast... the door opened and Ichigo stepped in.

"Oh hey... bad time to interrupt?" he asked, a sheepish grin on his face. An absolutely annoyed look crossed Resu's face.

"Absolutely the worst time to interrupt," she glared, regaining the cold demeanor she had yesterday.

"Kurosaki, you'd better state why you're here before she murders you."

"Ah, geez! I was just coming to check up on you guys; since I heard about the mission last night."

Toshiro's eyes narrowed at Ichigo. "What did you heard about it?"

"Vague things... only that it was a simple solo assassination and that you were with someone that night, Toshiro."

"Yeah... Resu came along with me to help me with the shooting and the cover-up after. If she wasn't there it might have gone wrong, since one of the guards did notice me and her."

"Wait, wait... the shooting?"

"Couldn't get a clear shot, I needed her steady hand." (AN: Pft, sexual reference. /nudge nudge/)

"Ah... so I guess I'll leave you two alone- wait... do I see rings on your fingers?"

"That was still left from yesterday's cover-up," grumbled Toshiro, averting his gaze from both of them.

"Mm-hm... sure," grinned Ichigo and Resu shot him a glare. Ichigo put his hand up in defeat.

"Fine, fine... I guess I'll go now and leave you two alone." Ichigo turned around and left, closing the door after him. Resu got up and locked the door.

"That was a mood killer," she grumbled.

"Maybe so..."

"Damn it Ichigo!"