WARNING: Lemon.
Chapter 2: Hate
What's happening, thought Ichigo furiously as his body got up without command and began running down a side street. It was moving quickly, and he could see the street around him, hear the sounds of his footsteps, but he was not in control. He couldn't feel the wind, or the ground underneath him, he also lacked a sense of smell. It was as if he was watching a movie.
Where are you going?
"Me?" said his mouth. "Oh, I don't know, just going for a midnight stroll." There was something deeply menacing in his voice, Ichigo didn't like it at all. Would he go after someone? Or try to find a way to make this terrible switch permanent. Ichigo cringed at the idea. Well at least I got him away from Rukia.
"I told you, King, I never liked her. I like my bitches to look like real women, not twelve year old boys."
Ichigo fumed. He had never felt this powerless. The fear that had gripped him earlier was so overpowering that it was if he was being crushed from the inside. Maybe he could find a way to trick the Hollow to go to Urrahara's shop. Surely he would know some way to reverse this.
His body turned through a different street and Ichigo finally realized where they were heading. The Hollow was going to Orihime's apartment. Turn back! Turn back now! He commanded fighting with all his strength to push the Hollow out of his place.
Ichigo's body laughed, in the cackled supernatural sound that had filled his head earlier. "You don't seriously think I'm going to waste this opportunity, do you? Now this one I find delicious."
His body was running faster now. He would reach Orihime's building any minute now. Dammit! I have to do something! I have to find a way to warn her somehow, she needs to get out of there. But it seemed it was to late now, he was already in the building and running up the stairs to her floor. What's he going to do with her? Ichigo was completely horrified. Besides Rukia and his sisters Orihime was the person he was most over protective of - she was also the most vulnerable to this creep.
He was at her door already, and he rung the doorbell. Please don't answer. Please don't answer. It's already past midnight you shouldn't come to the door. It appeared however that telepathy was not in his powers, through the window he saw the light in the living room flicker on and a moment later Orihime's voice called through the door:
"Ichigo, is that you?"
No. "Yeah, could I come in?" answered the Hollow.
Behind the door Ichigo heard a chain rattle off, and a lock click back. She appeared a moment later, wearing a purple t-shirt and sweat pants. "What's the matter Ichigo? Is there something wrong?" she asked, staring at him, with her lovely grey eyes. Damn I can't believe this is happening.
"No, Princess, there's nothing wrong." said his voice very slowly, moving past her into her living room without invitation.
Orihime stared back at him, her cheeks flushed. "Are you feeling alright?"
"Great," said the Hollow as it took a seat on her coach. Orihime closed the door and stood shyly by it, staring at Ichigo as if she couldn't believe what was happening. She looks... happy. What's up with that? Did she want me to come over?
"Can I get you something to eat, or drink? I made watermelon curry for dinner, I can heat it up."
The Hollow laughed, but the sound wasn't as strange as usual. It was evident he was trying to imitate Ichigo's usual movements and tones of voice so as not to alarm her. "I'm fine thank you, Princess. Now come and sit by me."
Orihime walked slowly over from the door, her eyes looking at Ichigo with such amazement. What's she thinking? Doesn't she realize it isn't me? I would never say something like that! She sat down next to him and immediately the Hollow draped Ichigo's arm around her shoulders and turned her so that she was looking right into his face.
"I've been thinking about you a lot..." said the Hollow as he narrowed the short gap between them. Orihime's eyes looked like saucers, and she was visibly shaking. He placed his hands on either side of her shoulders, pressing her towards him. "I think about that little skirt of yours. And your hands when they run through your hair." He kissed the edge of her jaw, his hands running down her curves to her demure waist. "You always look so beautiful."
Ichigo caught his breathe as the Hollow kissed Orihime, his arms wrapping around her and pressing her right up against him. Alright, maybe now she'll run, or yell for someone to come. Maybe Rangiku or Toshiro is here. They could at least sustain me. But as the kiss continued Orihime gave no sings of shouting for help, instead she seemed to be enjoying it. Damn, she likes me! That thought was utterly horrifying.
Orihime pulled back from him a huge smile on her face and tears in her eyes. "Ichigo!"
"Yes, Princess?" said the Hollow kissing her neck passionately and causing her to gasp.
"I-I-" she pulled away from him. Yes, she's finally coming to her senses. But Ichigo couldn't have been more wrong. There were tears down Orihime's face now, but she was still smiling. It was like this was the happiest moment of her life. Ichigo felt his heart sink. How did I never realized this. "I never thought you'd like me," she wiped the tears away with her sleeve. "I really never thought this would happen."
"Well it has," said the Hollow moving towards her again. "You drive me crazy," he whispered into her ear as he pulled her into his arms again. This time there was no separating them. Orihime seemed more than willing to kiss him, her arms on his chest, and a succession of moans emerging from her mouth as he ran his hands all over her body.
I can't believe this is happening. That bastard! He's taking advantage of her, and I'm going to have answer for it. Oh god, and what is Rukia going to say when she finds out? How am I going to explain any of this? Nobody is going to believe me! Does Orihime really like me this much! Goddamn it!
He got his answer pretty quickly as he watched Orihime take off his shirt while the hollow ripped off her own. He had his tongue along the deep gorge between her breasts, licking and kissing her supple skin. Orihime's face was red, and she seemed unable to control the sexy string of moans that emerged from her open mouth. She was clutching at his hair, keeping him in place as his mouth took more and more of her breasts in. A moment later his tongue was circling her nipple, and flicking it tantalizingly fast causing Orihime to arch her back into him.
By this point Ichigo didn't even know what to feel or think. In his wildest dreams he had never imagined he would see Orihime like this. And she's enjoying it. She likes what that monster is doing, because she thinks he's me. I'm never getting over this...
The Hollows hands were slipping down her sides of her breasts to her flat stomach and hips. There they took hold of the waistband of her sweatpants and yanked hard, pulling them off in one smooth move. Now she was only wearing her little white panties, a wet spot already visible between her legs. "Guess you like this a whole lot," said the Hollow slowly as he moved his mouth from her nipple to the base of her neck, while his hand circled the wet spot in her panties.
Orihime's hips buckled, and she led out a long cry just as the hollow moved her panties aside and caressed the wet lips beneath. "Ichigo," she said quietly, her face red as he moved his fingers skillfully over her clit. Damn I can't believe she still thinks that's me! I would never do that to her... she's just my friend. The hollows's fingers were moving faster, and one slid into her opening causing her to say his name again, her voice full of longing.
"What, do you want more, Princess," said the Hollow quietly into her ear, as his finger slid in and out of her.
"Ichigo..." she breathed. "Don't tease me!"
The hollow laughed quietly. "Very well, if you insist." He moved his hand out of her and used both to prop her up against the side of the couch, while she slipped her panties off, her cheeks scarlet. Slowly the Hollow lowered his head again, kissing the top of her amble breasts and then coming down to her stomach, while softly stroking the inside of her thigh.
Orihime was get wetter, and she was spreading her legs, locking them around him. His mouth continued downward until he was kissing the inside of her thigh. Orihime was moaning continuously now, her hands in his hair. I can't believe how turned on she is! Rukia wasn't like this! What the hell is this guy doing! Ichigo's was now quickly shifting from confused and angry to curious. This guy certainly knew what he was doing, Orihime was practically writhing beneath him.
Ichigo watched as the Hollow lowered himself further and stuck the entirety of his tongue out. He touched her wetness with the very tip and that alone made her scream. Slowly he began moving his tongue over her, and into her. Orihime was moaning like crazy, her eyes were shut, she looked half delirious. The hollow was smiling, his hands reaching out for her breast as he continued to please her with his tongue. He squeezed them both hard as he accelerated his tongue motions.
She was getting louder, and her hips were moving, involuntarily crazed by how good she felt. It was when he began stroking and lightly pinching her nipples that she came, a wild scream caught in her throat. The Hollow lifted his head and stared at her as she panted, her face bright red, and her eyes bashfully turned away from him.
"I hope you enjoyed it Princess," he said as he rose and repositioned himself on top of her. "Because I'm really going to enjoy this..." He undid his jeans and dropped them to the floor. Orihime was looking nervous now, her eyes staring up at Ichigo's face.
He was about to slide in, when Orihime put her on the back of his neck, forcing him to look up at her face. "Ichigo, I-I really, really love you." She leaned forward and kissed his shoulder. "You mean more to me than anyone in the world." Tears were dropping from her eyes onto his chest and the hollow seemed frozen, and for the first time unsure of what to do. "I'm sorry, I just really needed to tell you-" she sniffled. "I've tried before but I never had the guts-" she pressed her cheek against him, feeling his heart beat.
The hollow moved his arms to embrace her and Ichigo had the peculiar feeling that the heaviness that chained him was lifting. But that wasn't what he was thinking, all of his attention was on Orihime. She loves me... and I'm just letting this happen to her. I'm watching it, like some dirty movie. It's disgusting. I can't believe I'm doing this to her.
"I wanted you from the moment I saw you," said the Hollow, his hands moving to massage her breasts. Orihime made a low sound like a purr, and he grabbed one of her legs and up it around his waist. Then without further warning he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed hard. Orihime screamed with discomfort, her nails digging into his bicep but the Hollow didn't react. He moved in and out of her as the pain slowly faded.
Now it was the Hollow's turn to moan. He pinned Orihime to the couch, his tongue teasing at her breast as he continued vanquishing her fast and faster. Ichigo couldn't feel any of it but just from the sounds he gathered both parties were enjoying it very much. Orihime's hands wondered around his chest, feeling the hard sculpted muscles, and the hollow had moved his mouth to the base of her neck and was in the process of giving her a hickey.
His hips were trashing against her very hard, Ichigo could feel the Hollow's desires his loss of control as he buried himself deeper into Orihime. His mouth had began bitting her, softly at first but with increasing pressure. She didn't seem to mind though, instead it made her moan more loudly as the intensity escalated.
With a loud groan the Hollow finally came, his teeth sunk into the flesh of Orihime's shoulder. She held tightly to him as they both tried to recover their breathing. She seemed close to tears again. The pressure is much less than before. Maybe this is my chance to push this bastard out of my body. Ichigo began fighting to take control again. This time it didn't seem as if the hollow has strength to fight him. In one incredible bash of colour and sensation, Ichigo found himself returning fully to his body.
He let out a moan. He was still inside of her. He still had his arms around her. She was shaking and Ichigo could feel her smile pressed up against his chest. His life was over, he had deceived her, she would hate him now. Not to mention what he had done to Rukia.
Ichigo pulled out and staggered up, leaving Orihime on the couch, her warm eyes on him. She was still blushing, although the smile hand't faded yet. It made his stomach turn. "What's the matter?"
He felt like he was going to be sick. His hands were shaking, his body ached, his mind was spinning, and somewhere in the depth of it he could feel the Hollow's disappointment at having lost power. He blinked, his vision was fluttering with dark spots and all the small sounds around them felt louder than they had before. His has never been this tired.
"Do you want me to get you something?" asked Orihime, her hand reaching out to touch his.
He moved away from her, feeling his face heat up. There was no other choice, he had to get out of here before anything else happened. "I have to go-" his voice was hoarse and he didn't have to look at her to feel her disappointment.
"Now? You can't stay even a little bit-" her voice was already cracking.
In a haste he grabbed his clothes, and the only thing he managed to say before running out of the apartment was, "Later."
Ichigo ran down the block. All of his sense were static, and as he turned the corner he hurled on a lamp post. He gagged as he covered his mouth with his hand. He had never hated anyone so much. How could the hollow do that? He had ruined everything. His friendship with Orihime, his new relationship with Rukia and this would have other consequences he was sure of it! He couldn't risk this happening again, not at all. He needed to find Shinji, he was the only one that might be able to help him control that monster.
A/N: Hey, so looking through some of your profiles I got the impression that most of you are huge Ichiruki fans, so I'm guessing this chapter kind of upset you. Some of you diehard fans probably didn't even finish it. So I'm going to explain my point of view:
I don't like Ichihime. And I don't like Ichiruki. I like Ichigo and honestly I think he's best off on his own.
However this story is going to be Ichiruki, because I can't conceive of any possible way (outside of a very potent love potions) for Ichigo and Orihime to be a couple.
So I'm sorry if this chapter wasn't what you expected, however there will be no more to it. I really appreciate all comments/suggestion/question even if they're rude.