First Date...First Night.

Ichigo got dressed in tight jeans and a black button down shirt, he looked down to his glossy shoes and wondered if he was over dressed. Orihime had given him her apartment number so he waited outside, fidgeting with his keys.

Ichigo had never been one to be nervous but here he was in front of a woman's door, sweating from his nerves. His hand shook as he lifted it and knocked softly. He held his breath as he waited for Orihime to open the door. He wasn't disappointed.

"Ichigo!" Orihime said happily, her smile could bring the sun out on the most rainy day.

"Hey, Orihime, you ready for lunch?" Ichigo smiled crookedly and her laugh warmed him.

"Ready!" She confirmed and walked out of her apartment, closing and locking the door.

She looked beautiful!

Not that she always didn't but today, she had changed, putting on a baby blue summer dress, her cleavage accentuated as well as her legs, her hair twisted and put up in pins, two auburn locks caressed the sides of her face, her shoes were low but open toe and she wore very little make up. She was trying to impress him.

It definitely worked, his heart fluttered and his palms became sweaty. Ichigo smiled and held out his arm for her, like a true gentleman. Orihime took his hand and together they walked with Ichigo's hand over hers, making Orihime smile softly, they walked to the restuarant and Orihime ordered ramen with red bean paste and leak stuffed with bananas.

Ichigo felt bile rising in his throat but if that was what Orihime liked, he wasn't going to judge her. Ichigo ordered a burger with chips and a side salad, knowing he probably seemed like a girl.

Orihime smiled at his choice, he seemed healthy for a man, but he was a doctor so she shouldn't really be surprised. "So, Ichigo...do you have any family here?" She asked as she waited for their food to arrive.

"Yes I do, two younger sister, who are twins, and my Dad. He's a doctor also." Ichigo said, smiling at Orihime. "What about you, Orihime?"

"Yes I do, an older brother Sora, who has two darling children and his wife Kumiko. And my baby Kazumi." Orihime smiled at the name of her daughter.

"What about your parents?" Ichigo inquired, she never mentioned them.

"Oh, well I never knew my parents, from what Sora has told me, that my parents were abusive and as soon as I was old enough, Sora took me away from them. You never said anything about your mother." Orihime said factually, as if she didn't mind sharing her past.

Ichigo was stunned, so stunned that he spoke without screening his answer. "My mother died in a freak accident." The wound that he had so painfully stitched, reopened and bled all of the longing and sadness into his emotions.

Orihime's eyes widened and they filled with sympathetic tears. Ichigo was shocked by her reaction. 'Why is she crying for me?' Ichigo quickly put his brave face on and in only an Ichigo-way, he shrugged and laughed it off. "It was 20 years ago, nothing to cry over anymore."

Orihime nodded and dried her tears, their food was set in front of them and Orihime immediately perked up as she saw her food and dug in. Ichigo ate and they conversed over their lives, getting to know each other better.

Soon after their meal was over, Ichigo took her to his house for a coffee. There, he was even more nervous than meeting her at her own home. Would Orihime be comfortable here? Was the place clean? Was he being too forward?

Ichigo took a deep breath and he walked out of the kitchen with two steaming cups of coffee and saw Orihime on the couch, she seemed so perfect sitting there, almost like she belonged there. Ichigo shook his head from that line of thinking and walked over to the couch and passed her the cup of coffee. "There you go, Orihime." He said and sat next to her.

"Thank you." She replied and took a tentative sip, blowing on the hot coffee.

Ichigo nodded and drank his, the burn slid down his throat, bringing tears to his eyes but he remained in his manly set of composure. Orihime didn't notice and looked around the place. "You have a very nice home, Ichigo." She stated before taking another sip.

Ichigo smiled through the burn and was sure if he exhaled, he would breathe flames. "Thank you Orihime." Nope, no flames.

Orihime nodded and went back to taking inventory.

Ichigo watched her and smiled. It was yesterday all over again, he could feel his lips on hers, her body pressed against his, his hands in her hair.

"Orihime?"

"Yes Ichigo?" Orihime said, her big gray eyes staring into his.

He was gone. Ichigo set his and Orihime's cups down on the coffee table, before she could protest, Ichigo pressed her into the couch, cupped her cheeks with his hands and pressed his lips to hers, his heart jolted at the perfect feeling.

Orihime squeaked at the sudden kiss, but didn't try to move away, she kissed him back with equal fervor and wrapped her arms around his neck.

That was all the incentive Ichigo needed, he pressed her even further into the cushions and lay on top of her, his hand sliding up her thigh and curled around the perfect flesh. She was absolutely perfect and after tonight she would be his.

Ichigo lay Orihime on his bed, her naked body resting against his own, she cuddled against his own naked body. He pulled the satin blue sheets up over htier bodies and smiled from above her. "My Orihime.." He whispered in a husky voice before nibbling at her neck, her lips tantalizing her skin.

Orihime moaned softly and her hands slid into his hair. "My Ichigo..." Orihime whispered, the sheets, the voice, the nibbling. All of this were apart of her dream.

If dreams could come true, consider Orihime a very lucky woman.

Stay tuned for the next chapter of One Guardian

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Arigato!

RIKOREN :)