When Things Go Wrong

Since dealing with Reiichi things were going well with us. In the past two weeks, we've gone on five dates. Each one got more heated then the last but each time we'd get to heaving kissing and petting something would happen and we'd be interrupted. Each time we'd lay our foreheads together and try to catch our breath. Both of us were getting frustrated but what are you going to do?

"Kurosaki!"

Shit, what was the questions? Damnit, I really needed to start listening. I blame the world and the sexual tension I've been feeling. I looked around and saw Orihime mouthing the answer to me.

"Seven?"

Glaring at me, the teacher went back to the board. I gave Inoue a quick thank you nod which she returned with a small smile before looking back at the board.

*sigh* I still haven't had a chance to tell her I'm in love with her. The time never felt right but when is the right time to put yourself out there? The bell rang.

Finally! It was the end of the day. I went to switch my shoes and talk to Chad while Orihime did a few things before leaving.

"I'm ready" Her cheerful voice called out behind me. I turned to see her giving me my smile. I'd never get tired of seeing it.

Grabbing her hand, we started our walk towards her apartment.

"My boss called, I'm not needed until later if you have some free time." I knew she had the day off and could only hope she was free.

*gasp* "Of course I have time for you, silly!" She side hugged my arm that held her hand. I smirked down at her before we let a comfortable silence wash over us.

We slipped out of our shoes and hung our coats up as we made our way to the kitchen for a snack. One thing I loved about my time with her was how well we moved together. You'd think we've been doing this for years not months. We knew what the other needed without having to ask.

Once we were sitting on her couch watching something on tv the air around us changed. I wasn't on hollow duty, all our friends were busy, her door was locked, and my family was nowhere near us. We've had a few conversations and she always brought up how she enjoyed when I'd take charge. She said it made her feel wanted, taking a risk I closed the distance between us.

She leaned back on the couch while I moved on top of her. This kiss started heating up right away, instantly her mouth opened for my tongue to rub along her's. I was losing control quickly as she gently sucked on my tongue. I didn't try to hide the groan she pulled from me with that move.

Pushing my growing member into her core we both gasped at the feeling. My whole body was tense, I needed something only the lively woman beneath me could offer. We've never gone past grinding, but I didn't want that, I'd take whatever I could get but I wanted to be closer to her. Gods I loved this woman.

She lifted her head, giving me full access to her long, pale neck. Without hesitating, I quickly latched on sucking gently.

"Ichigo" she moaned out. I could feel myself grow harder with each sound she made.

"W-wait." I quickly pulled back looking for what happened to cause her to ask for us to stop.

Did I miss read things? I wondered as I waited for her to speak.

"Can we, I mean, well, couldwepossiblygotomybedroom" She rushed out.

"…"

"Huh?"

"Want to go to my room?" Her face was crimson. My eyes opened wide, if we moved there what would we do? I would gladly do anything offered but I also didn't want to rush and have her hate me.

"Y-yeah" my voice cracked like a 12-year-old.

Smooth. At this rate, we'll never see her again.

Ignoring my hollow, I stood, pulling her to me. She squealed as I threw her over my shoulder as I did when we went to rescue her. I made my way through her apartment and dropped her gently on her futon.

Seeing her embarrassed face with her hair a bit messy, laying on the bed with her legs spread made my body heat up. It amazed me how she'd go from a beautiful shy woman to sex kitten in a second. As nervous as she clearly was she had amazing sexy eyes. She bit her lip when I carefully kneeled on the bed. I crawled on top of her, enjoying the change in her breathing.

"Gods 'Hime, you're so amazing."

I leaned in for another earth-shattering kiss, she quickly slid her hands in between us, moving her delicate fingers through the buttons on my shirt. Taking her que, I quickly took her ribbon off and tried to unbutton her shirt as she did mine but all I wanted to do was rip it open.

Gods I hate our uniforms.

Once I finally got the damn thing open, I pulled back to throw my shirt on the ground, her's quickly followed. Thankfully she reached behind herself to unclasp her bra. As much as I loved seeing her in that pink, lacy bra; holding her full mounds up, seeing her topless was a million times better.

I couldn't help myself from diving towards her breast. It had been way too long since the last time I saw her like this. Sucking her left nipple into my mouth, I used my hand to play with the other one. She threw her head back, thrusting her breast further in my face. The sound of my name falling from her lips while her heavy pants showed her pleasure, driving me further into a state of lust.

Her hands were moving up and down my back, I felt them slowly slid to my front. Starting at my shoulders, her hands trailed burning paths down my chest. I switched sides as she traced my abs, causing me to shudder.

"O-orihime" I didn't expect her hands to keep going lower. Slowly working on the button then pulling my zipper down painfully slow.

"Can I? I'm not ready to go all the way but I would like to try this. If it's okay..."

All I could do was nod and help her lower my pants. I didn't want to take my boxers off in case she didn't want that off too. I moved to lay on my back when she pushed me down.

My face heated up as her eyes racked down my body, stopping at the tent in my boxers. I felt male pride when her eyes went wide. However, that quickly changed to nerves when she slowly grasped my member through my last article of clothing.

"Fuck," I called out as she moved her hand from the bottom to the tip. She stopped all movements before asking if she did anything wrong.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No, you're doing everything right." I could barely keep my thoughts in order as she moved her hand up and down a few more times. I was ready to die a happy man. Her hand left to grip the sides of my boxers.

Our eyes met, silently asking if she could take the last obstacle out of her way as I gladly gave her consent.

I thought I'd explode with how slowly her hands dragged the thin layer down till I was able to kick them off. She leaned down kissing me slowly while our chests were rubbing on each other with each move. I brought a hand up to grab her amazing ass. She moaned into my mouth, hand moving south the whole time.

"Ichigo, I've never done this so tell me if I do anything wrong." She whispered into my ear as her bare hand wrapped around my bare member.

Holy shit!

Finally!

My hips shot forward into her hand. I couldn't believe I was already panting. I clenched my eyes closed as her wonderful mouth went to work on my neck and her hand pumped me over and over. She surprised me when she reached over towards her bedside table. She pulled out a blue tube before pouring the jell onto her hand.

"I was told this would help." Was the only explanation I received before warming lube was smoothed over my rock-hard member, making her hand slide without any hesitation.

"Fuck, 'Hime!" I cried out.

How was she so good at this? Oh, who cares. It felt amazing. She bit my ear before kissing towards my mouth. I turned my head, tangling one hand in her hair, roughly kissing her as her tempo sped up. I couldn't keep up with the kisses, I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

"Babe, you gotta stop."

I saw her eyes light up when I used a pet name. I made a mental note to use it every once and a while before I realized how mean she could be.

"Why"

She was evil, how her voice was so sexy at this moment I'd never know but fuck if it didn't make me that much closer to releasing my sperm all over her hand and my stomach.

My hips started bucking harder and faster in time with her movements. She sucked on my neck hard enough to leave a mark before pulling back. Our eyes met as her smoky grey ones showed her desire for me.

"Don't hold back." She told me before grabbing a little tighter and pumping with speed. It only took a few more moments before I let out the deepest moan of my life. Feeling my release wash over me, she gave me a few more strokes before stopping. I could feel it on my stomach, but I didn't care. I was on cloud nine.

Her giggle pulled me back to the world of the living. Handing me a cloth after cleaning off her own hand I cleaned the remaining off my stomach.

"Wow. Fuck that was amazing." I panted out. She looked so cute, her innocent smile beamed at my praise.

"R-really?"

I couldn't help but laugh at her question before looking down at the cloth in my hand and her hand. My look was playfully said "clearly" before I chuckled. This wasn't the end though. I'd be damned if I didn't repay the favor, it was the gentlemen thing to do after all.

I rolled on top of her searing our lips together. I didn't let anything stop the kiss, aside from a quick breath here and there. My left arm braced my weight while I used my right to grasp her mound once again. I slid down little by little, giving her time to tell me to stop. When she said nothing, I looped my fingers around the band of her skirt.

"This okay?" I inquired as I nibbled her ear.

"yes"

Smirking at her breathless answer I pulled back to pull to grasp both her skirt and panties. I couldn't wait any longer, I wanted to give her the same pleasure she gave me.

She lifted her hips up for me to pull them down easier. Once I had them off and, on the ground somewhere, I looked over her body, bare to me for the first time.

"What did I do to deserve you?" I asked myself.

I saw her about to answer but I cut her off with a searing kiss, roughly groping her breast till she couldn't think anymore. I was sure it was just a dream, there was no way this was really happening, but I'd be damn if even dream me didn't satisfy her.

My hand moved down the soft curves of her body until I met curly hair. Orihime ripped her mouth away from mine as she gasped. Our eyes never left the other's while I slowly moved my hand all the way down until I was cupping her core.

She was already wet for me and I hadn't even started. Thinking over everything my horribly awkward father told me about "pleasing your woman" I made sure to cover my fingers in her juices, feeling her wiggle as my fingers spread her lower lips apart. My palm hit that bundle of nerves causing her to call out in shock.

"Ichigo, please" was all she said to me.

"Please what?" I chuckled. I knew it was mean of me, but I wanted her to open up a bit more to me. Neither of us knew what we liked or didn't like. Orihime and I talked after her girl's night and we agreed to experiment with things. If it ever got to the point where one of us couldn't handle it or didn't like something we'd use our last name.

"P-please, hel-p me." Every time she started talking I'd rub her clit to make it harder for her to speak. She was begging me with her eyes, and I caved.

I used one finger at first, slowly dipping inside her warm core. I was so shocked at how warm she felt. I imagined another part of me pushing inside her core.

As her moans grew I started to pick up the pace. Once she felt lose enough I added in another finger.

I moved in and attacked her neck while pumping in and out of her heat. Her voice was calling out my name in a chant and I loved it.

"Oh, Ichigo!" She grabbed my hair, pulling my mouth down to her's.

She was dominating the kiss, when she pulled my bottom lip into her mouth and bit it I ripped my mouth away from her's growling out my pleasure.

Let me out, King! I'll share, let me show her how to dominate her body.

I pushed him back into my mind. Thrusting harder I used my thumb to move over her little button. Her head started to thrash from side to side, nails digging into my arms and I loved every minute of it.

"Ichigo, I'm gonna... ICHIGO!"

I felt her walls tighten on my fingers, trying to suck them dry. Washing her come apart was the hottest thing I've ever seen.

I slowly pulled out of her and leaned down to kiss her in a sweet, loving kiss. I pulled away and saw her looking at me with such love and trust I spoke without thinking.

"Gods, I love you." It was a whisper as our foreheads were touching. I felt her stop breathing and push on my chest gently.

I saw tears in her eyes, her bottom lip was trembling. "Do you mean it?" I could tell everything depended on my answer.

She always wore her heart on her sleeve and gave without wanting for anything. Part of me was freaking out, there was always a chance this wouldn't work out but the other part of me felt lighter. It was another secret I didn't have to carry around with me.

"Yeah, Hime." My voice was a little rough, unsure how she'd respond but I didn't have to wait long.

She threw her arms around my neck, pulling me into a bone crushing hug as tears flowed freely down her face.

"I love you, Ichigo. I've loved you for so long." She cried.

"I'm sorry it took me so long." I couldn't help the guilt that flooded through me. She's been here, loving me from afar for who knows how long, and I never gave her anything back. I was a lucky man, she waited all this time for me and never gave up. I knew right then I'd do anything to keep her in my life forever.

"Don't be. It was worth it for this moment." I held her until she was ready to get up and get moving again.

An hour later I was getting ready to leave for work. She walked me to the door and gave me a goodbye kiss before blushing at her forwardness. I chuckled at her, silly Orihime would always be so sweet and shy out of the bedroom. To be honest I wouldn't have it any other way. Only I would ever see her aggressive side.

"I'll call you after work and see you tomorrow?" I was getting better at asking questions instead of demanding.

"Yes," She smiled up at me one last time before hugging me tightly. "I love you" she breathed into my jacket.

I pulled her closer to me and whispered into her soft hair "I love you too."

3rd Person POV

Later that night Orihime looked at the clock that sat next to her futon. The red numbers mocked her, showing it was 1:12 in the morning. Darn her bladder. The young woman with long hair slowly made her way towards her bathroom. After relieving herself and washing her hands, Orihime started to head back to her warm bed.

Click

She froze. Now wide awake, Orihime turned towards her front door. She heard the sound again. Realizing what was about to happen, Orihime rushed to her room. She grabbed her phone and called Ichigo while praying he'd answer.

Ring…

Ring…

"Come on, Ichigo" She whispered.

"Hello?" Came the deep, tired voice of her beloved.

"Please hurry! Someone's breaki-" Her quiet and rushed voice stopped mid-word as she heard the door slowly open before closing again.

Her heart stopped when the click of the lock sounded.

Whoever it was, not only were they in her home but they locked themselves in with her. Orihime could hear Ichigo shouting over the phone but paid it no mind. She needed to think. Her bedroom was the furthest from the front door but also had only one way in or out. If the intruder shut the door she'd have to get past them with enough time to open the door, rush to the front and unlock and get out that door as well.

The healer slowly stood, phone in her hand as she quietly made her way towards the intruder. If she was going to fight, it would be in the best place possible.

Ichigo's POV

"ORIHIME!" I yelled. She was telling me someone broke in then everything went quiet.

"Babe, please! Say something!" My voice was cracking. All the times I worried about her safety I never thought about the living world. I put my cell phone on speaker, so I could get ready. My father and sisters rushed into my room as I threw on a shirt and grabbed my shoes. I was about to push past them when a new voice was heard over the phone. I felt my whole body fill with dread.

"Ah… So you're the girl who lives alone. No family, no friends close enough to help you… I must say, I wasn't expecting someone with such a hot body…. I'm going to enjoy tonight."

I grabbed my phone and charged down the stairs with my father right behind. He called out to get keys while he grabbed his med kit before we rushed off to keep her safe.

"Turn it on mute so he won't hear you." I nodded once we were in the car and turned mute on as instructed.

"You need to leave. I've called for help." I was so proud of her voice, she sounded strong and fearless.

Let me the fuck out now! My hollow was on the same page as me. I would but with the real world I'd need to be in my human body, so we could call the police and make sure that creep doesn't do this to anyone else. I saw Dad on the phone and figured he was already calling them, but I was too busy trying to get my eyes to go back to normal. I had to keep control.

There was a sound, maybe she put her phone down or something but when the man spoke again, his voice sounded much closer.

"You've called for help huh? Well, that changes things… I was going to take my time with you, let you enjoy yourself but I guess I'll have to hurry then."

From there all we could hear feet scuffing, a crash. Her crying out and him cussing her out.

"Dad," I growled out. He hit the gas, speeding towards her home. Thankfully there wasn't anyone else driving around that late at night. I noticed my father's fingers were white from holding the steering wheel with such force. He was in the same boat as me, out for blood.

When we finally reached her building, I was out the door before the car stopped moving. I rushed up the stairs and kicked open her door. I couldn't believe what I saw.

3rd POV

As Orihime faintly heard something about muting the phone she hit speakerphone before putting her phone down on her kitchen counter. She'd need both her hands and all her attention on the man in front of her. She took a quick second to look him over, he was tall, taller then Ichigo and had an athletic build. There was a tattoo on his neck, she wasn't sure what it was of, but his dark hair was in a ponytail, out of his face.

She'd need to remember as much as she could to give the police a chance at finding him. The healer didn't move to attack, she hated violence, she was a healer and loved helping people, but she wasn't stupid. She knew how to fight and could defend herself if need be. Living alone as a woman wasn't safe and her best friend made sure she would be okay.

Taking a defensive stance, Orihime waited for him to attack. She would never make the first move. She swore she'd only use her knowledge to defend herself or others and even though he invaded her home, she wasn't going to make the first move. She watched him smirk while he sized her up, clearly not taking her seriously. While she was used to that, it did work in her favor this time. The weaker he thought she was the easier he'd go on her and the quicker she could get away.

Without warning he lunged at her, trying to grab her hands and pin her to the counter. She ended up being shoved back into the counter, dishes that were laying on the drying rack were broken by her back when it hit. The force of the hit hurt her lower back as she cried out in pain and shock. While his large hands held her wrists in between them, Orihime quickly twisted her wrists inside then up towards the outside of their bodies getting out of his hold.

She quickly used the palm of her hand and shoved it into his nose. There was a loud cracking sound of his nose breaking, blood flowing down his face as he called out "Fuck! You stupid whore." He stumbled backward, knocking over a few miscellaneous things while she made a run for the door.

He quickly caught on and grabbed her ankle, pulling her down on her stomach. Orihime turned to her back and with all the strength she could muscle, kicked her foot into his face knocking him out. Just then the front door burst open, her lock flying across the room. Standing in the doorway was her hero.

"Ichigo" She called out, finally letting the tears fall.

"Fuck, Hime." He ran over to the crying girl while glaring at the man still asleep on the floor a few feet away.

Isshin was up the stairs and in the door in no time, as a father, he was proud to see Orihime handled it.

"Orihime, make sure you don't heal yourself okay?" His voice was very gentle. Neither teens had ever heard him speak in such a way.

"O-okay, Kurosaki-san." Ichigo held her the whole time, not letting her go until the police showed up and started questioning her. They took the creep away, telling Orihime they'd be in touch for the trial date and recommended her staying with friends or family.

Ichigo's POV

"Orihime, I want you to come stay with us. At least for a while to give you both time to think about what to do next." I've only heard my father talk in this tone voice with his patients. It made me worry, was she hurt? Would there be emotional trauma? And what did he mean by "both"? Pushing all that aside for the moment, I needed to help her.

"Come on, I'll help you pack somethings to take with us." I stood once she was up and lead her towards her bedroom. I watched her walk through the movements of packing. It was scary to watch. Her normally expressive eyes were dull, you could tell she was in her own world but instead of it being a fun, happy place this was self-preservation.

Once her school bag was full she grabbed her suitcase and paused. After a moment I knew what she was trying to figure out. "Just pack what you want, and we can always come back and get more. How about a week's worth?" I suggested. If I had it my way she wouldn't be living alone any longer, but it wasn't up to me. I saw her nod before she got back to work packing her things.

My dad came up behind me and nodded towards the kitchen for me to follow. I leaned against the counter, I didn't know at the time it was the same one my girlfriend was thrown into, waiting for my dad to talk.

"Has she talked about what happened to you or just the police?" He asked with his arms crossed over her chest.

"Nah, she hasn't said anything… at all."

"I'm not surprised, give her time. She holds protecting others and not using violence as an answer to a high standard. I'm sure she's feeling guilt over hurting him along with relief that she was able to handle it on her out. The feeling of relief is probably confusing her."

"She's gonna hide it from me." I sighed. The one thing Orihime was known for was keeping things to herself to not "bother" other people.

"That's where I come in. It's my job to be there and as a former captain, I have plenty of experience talking to people who don't want to talk. Just be there for her, son. Hold her, let her know she's safe and you're there for her."

"Thanks, Dad." He smiled, it was a sad one that didn't reach his eyes, before going outside to wait in the car.

A couple of moments later Orihime comes out with her stuff. I grabbed both before watching her walk over to her brother's photo and holding it to her chest.

"Do you think I could fix the door? I don't want to leave it open… I know it's not much but-"

I came behind her and wrapped my arms around her. "Of course." If the police had an issue with it, they'd lie and say they fixed it tomorrow.

"Reject" she whispered.

She sounded so empty. I hoped we'd be able to cheer her up in no time but the way she's acting has me wondering if there's more to the story then just the break-in.