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Ichigo's eyes widened. She leaped on the persian rug at the bedside and backed away frightfully,nearly knocking a porcelaine vase behind her. She could hear her heart stammering clearly,almost echoing through all the grandiose room. She stopped when she felt the wall hard against her back.
She blinked a few times,testing her consciousness.No, she must be dreaming. But he was still standing there alright, and it was useless to try to convince herself otherwise.But yet... Never in her life she had experienced this kind of feeling; a pure mixture of angst,fear,surprise,and compassion.
Kishu was standing there, face blank,holding a red blanket-more handsome than ever.He stood there,starring at Ichigo. She tilted her head a different angle, contemplating him curiously.
He was wearing only a black short,but his muscles gleamed and his face was more seductive than ever.
Ichigo could feel a blush making it's way on her face while Kishu ravished her only by the gaze. She turned away ,trying to calm herself.Gosh!What was she going to do?He there,standing straight,the fire of the torches illuminating his muscles,gaving him the appearance of a bronze God, while she was there,hormones gone wild,scarred out of her wits and blushing like mad, trying to control herself from doing doing something something possibly be worse?
While she was lost in her thoughts,he approched slowly ,extending gently the red blanket. "Here," He said. Ichigo starred at him like he'd gone senile. He made her suffer all this waxing and pampering, not to mention all those scary worries she had endured ,to give her a BLANKET?
She looked up at him. Yet, something was really odd with him.He always purchased her when she was unattainable ,out of his reach, and treated her like property,almost forcing her to be with him.But now...but now that he could do anything with her without anyone stopping him,he refused?
Ichigo snatched the blanket and covered her chest speedily.What was wrong with him?!
-Why are you doing this? she asked suddenly after a few seconds of silence.
Kishu looked at her suprisingly. "Why am I doing what?" he asked. Ichigo's nostrils flared.
"This-humiliate me in front of your king and get me all ready to sleep with you and then after that you change your mind like I'm the latest toy!" Kishu remained surprised.
"My only objective was to protect you, If I hadn't asked your hand to the king ,he would have persecuted you with his own hands." Ichigo got more frustrated. "Then why you did'nt let me on earth?!"
Kishu's face became more and more blank. "Ichigo-you're my ennemy. I HAD to bring you here.I owed you, remember? you saved my life so I'll save yours." Ichigo said nothing. Well at least, she was safe. But she felt horribly sick at the perspective of being a wife living in a castle with her enemmies while her poeple were being killed by them.
She watched as Kishu unmade the bed and took a drape. What the hell was he doing?
"You can sleep on the bed," He said, lying the drape on the other persian rug at the bedside.
Ichigo was partly relieved that he was going to sleep on the floor.She couldn't imagine both of them in the same luxurious bed,half naked,without doing SOMETHING.
"Fine."She said, climbing in the far opposite end of the bed. The farer, the better. "'Night."she grumbled,and as soon as she switched the lamp off, the torches' fire drained.
Ichigo couldn't stop shifting sides. The bed was very comfortable but yet,she couldn't help but feel uneasy in it. It was too spacious, way too spacious. She was only used to normal sized beds, smaller yes,but warmer.Ichigo growled as she turned her pillow on the cooler side. How could she sleep in such conditions? Sleep peacefully while her poeple down there were being torn to shreds? She buried her face in the mattress under the pillow. Well at least, she did not sleep with the leader of her ennemmies and that was a great progress.But she knew down deep that one day she will have to,as long as she would be married to him.
Yeah...well.At least ,she had'nt done it while they were still unmmaried.Perhaps...Perhaps Kishu's true objective was to protect her. Ichigo was blocked at this thought. Yes. Yes if he did'nt want to , he would have let her down on earth or sleep with her without her consent,meaning raping her. But he did'nt. He gave her a blanket to cover herself and the whole bed. Ichigo sat up abruptly. So, he really wanted her to be his.But...but wanted to value her and make their relationship reciprocate.
Ichigo peered down glumly at him.He was sleeping with his arms crossed , the drape underneath him. Ichigo bit her lower lip. Guilt started to sweep over her. Why,he had acted really generous and considerate despite her biting temper,and slept peacefully on the hard, cold marble floor while she slept on a queen-sized bed,being HIS prisoner.
What if...What if it was that he wanted her to do? He could...but,but Ichigo shook her head, brushing the whole thought away.If he was really waiting for her to do that, he wouldn't have waited down there all night long,actually sleeping but broadly awaken.
Ichigo hesitated a long time.She was completely lost by now:if she did that ,she would be considered a traitor to the whole earth ,but if she did'nt , she would be extremely selfish and ungrateful.
Ichigo watched Kishu as he slept, his side going up and down calmly from breathing.Well,her safety depended on him and she had no other choice. Sighing silently, she pulled the cover sheets away and gathered them. Yes, she thought,that's the right thing to do.Can't change your mind.
She stood near Kishu,heart beating and covers waiting in her hands. Okay. This is it.Now or never.
With shaking legs,she bent down and layed the covers gently on the persian rug beside him.
She moved back to the bed and took two pillows. Ichigo lifted gently Kishu's head and layed the billow underneath it, before letting it down gently. "There." She thought. She stood again,heart still stammering in her breast. Now!
Without any warning, Ichigo layed down next to Kishu, covering him and herself. "Okay." she whispered nervously. "This is it."
The surface was incredibly cold and Ichigo was rather amazed about how Kishu could still manage to sleep peacefully when the floor underneath was stinging cold. She hissed and wrapped more carefully the sleeping cover around him,afraid that he might freeze to death.
She snuggled a little closer to him and discovered that area was really warm compared to what she thought. She nuggled closer again. "Much better!" said a voice in her head. Just a little bitty closer, her mind begged. This made her think: Whenever she crossed him on Earth,he would repeat things like;I won't give you up, Be mine... Did he really mean that ? Plus, she recalled when he saved her from Deep Blue and nearly died,not to mention that Zakuro-san told her how he saved Masaya and her life when the palace was going to explode.
"He nearly died because of me."She whispered softly to herself. She snuggled closer again. Ichigo never really told anyone about it, but she was secretly enjoying being taunted by him.Sometimes not always.But it was rather relieving that someone would hold on to her like that-it showed caring, stregthened self confidence ,and of course proving that she could be loved.
Maybe...maybe he really DID love her, but in his own way.Though now Ichigo could see how apparent it was only due to the fact that he hadn't made any move to touch her so far.Now she had no choice but to live with that. She snuggled closer again,but this time, her eyes snapped opened when she discovered that her back was pressed against his torso.
She gulped, heart beating faster than ever.Unable to budge a muscle, she remained still. "Holy crap!" she muttered furiously. She felt caged. Why didn't she stay in bed!
She turned around slowly so that she could be facing him. His skin was incredibly tender and warm and not cold like she had imagined.
She could feel his rythmic breathing on her eyelids. It was soft.Very soft. Ichigo relaxed and slept with her head burried in his chest,her breath nearly scorching in his muscles,almost hugging him. Her turn came to sleep peacefully and not to worry about what could await her.
Two hours passed and Kishu felt this irresistible urge to drink. His eyes opened up drowsily,slow at first,but snapped then. They got huge when he saw Ichigo pressed against him,breathing frantically on his torso.
He froze from the hairline.He looked slowly down at her.She was a billion times more beautiful sleeping than her usual self.Plus that nightdress improved her profile.
Kishu swallowed hard,his thirst suddenly vanishing.What made her come down here?Wasn't she loathing him by now? He bit his lower lip as his gaze traveled from her face to her waist.
Maybe she felt alone, or even regrets. Or maybe,she learn how to love him at last.
Kishu was stunned by this conclusion and didn't want to get his hopes to high. But what made her come down here?
He stroked gently her cheek with one finger and starred at her fondly.Down deep, he had wished for this instant for such a long time and never tried to hide it.And now that they were all alone,huddled together,nothing could stop this magical moment.
Kishu hesitate a long time before planting a soft kiss on Ichigo's forehead. She was beautiful in every way he could find, and couldn't imagine replacing her by anyone.
With a last sigh, he laced slowly his arms around her waist and buried his face in her hair."Let it last forever," he thought. And both slept peacefully until the next morning,awaited by so much to do for the upcomming wedding.
Sorry guys it took me too long to update,but i had so much to think about, and I wanted to make this chapter as romantic as possible. Thanx , hope you enjoy and don't forget to review!!!!! with love, Sophia.