Outlaws of Love

Chapter 1

I woke up with my hands covering my eyes.

It's like everything that happened yesterday is just a dream.

I rose up from my bed, and stop when i turn to where i place my desk. I stared with unreadable expression-i bet- to a frame of photo that stand steadily.

A raven haired man.

Grey eyes.

Traditional Japan shaped face.

And me, in his embrace.

I can remember exactly when my sister, Yuzu , found this photo in my locker. It happens that day was cleaning day. Although my room is tidy enough, she persistent to cleaned up. And , you can imagine what kind of face she made .

Nor that i want to hid the fact that i date an old man. A two -freakin'- thousand years old man. A handsome yet beautiful old man. A noble with stoic face outside, and gentle and caring ordinary man inside.

Kuchiki Byakuya.

Oh , how i miss him.

I swept my hair backwards. I can't kept my pained solemn face anymore. I well aware that there's a bunch of unsheded tears protessing to leaked out.

I can't stand this.

It happens that night, when the scent of cherry-blossom petals twirling under the shine of moon . We held hands, but not smile to each others like some cheesy romance films. It not like we're not affectionate to each other, it's opposite. We do 'madly' in love, but we're needed to kept our profile down. Basically, we came from a different world. Me, in the World of Living, a human . And him, Soul Society / Afterlife, a noble in the top of that.

But, we pass through that differencies for a whole two month now.

After the winter war a.k.a Aizen war, i nearly lost my reaitsu. Now, i still has my remaining shinigami power,though. And i will use it for emergency use, nor like i'll playing dumb when there's a hollow poopping out of nowhere.

He held my hands tightly. And i peek from my longer bangs. Wow, he is such a beautiful, a waste of a man. It would be perfect if he is woman, though. If it happened that way, i can be the one that topped.

Yeah. I'm the one bottom. I'm not regretting it, we only do it once and i can kept that warmth for my entire lifetime.

" What are you dazing of ? Do you catch a cold ?", he asked with a husky voice.

I chuckled.

" I'm not. Just wondering something stupid."

" I do impressed that you have a capability for thinking, berry"

" Hey ! What do you mean by that ? Although i look like this, i'm not dumb..."

He smiles. And i knew depth in his wicked mind is laughing his ass off, mocking me.

Wa-wait!

"Hey ! What do you mean by 'berry' ? My name's meaning is not like that, u piece of shit !"

" Is that how you address someone older ? Especially your soon-to-be husband ?"

" Yeah ! It's not like you looked aged for your real a–wait—What ? Soon-to–to—ehhh??"

He stop from his walk and grasped my right hand. He pulled out sonething like a cushion box from his pocket -of course he wears gigai- and opened it. I gasped.

Before my eyes is a pair of silver ring. There's no lacy decoration like diamonds on it, just a visible engraving . I can't look it from this angle, but my minds is numb and spinning to think clearly. Look ! Even my english grammar messed up here.

He took one of my finger, ready to slip the ring on it. He took a deep breath and ask, " Kurosaki Ichigo. Would you take my hands and let me share my family name on you ? I would claim you as mine for world to see, and protect you with my life as stake. I would live you for eternity, and cherish you in our lifetime. "

I closed my mouth, face shedding some tears.

He proposed me.

He's fuckin' proposing me.

Kuchiki Byakuya fuckin' friggin' proposing me.

I can't believe this. It's too much to be true. Did i fall asleep and this is nothing than manifestation of my deepst desire ?

Then, i do the unexpected.

I slapped myself,before Byakuya can even react. He stared at me with horror and concern eyes and i stared at him.

Shit.

This is reality.

It's truth that i deeply in love with him. I can't stand even just a second without wondering about him -okay, this is exaggerating- . I want to spend my lifetime with him. Marked him as mine. And have a family with him.

" Ichigo ?"

I sobbed with wide smile, snickering .

" You're so chessy, Byakuya.."

" But you love this cheesy old man, right ?"

He lifted my chin. I drowned to his glittering grey eyes. Oh shit, i want to kiss him badly and i don't think that i could hold it anymore .

So ,we did.

We clashed our lips together in unison and perfection. I shifted my head to get a better angle, ignoring the pain in my neck. We don't do a hot-steany french kiss. We just trying to express our joy in kiss, connecting our words in an intimate way.

We broke the kiss for about yhree minutes. Wow, i can't believe that we kissed that long. And here i am, smiling like an idiot. He just responding my smirk with his amused smile and brush my cheek tenderly with his smooth fingers.

" Yes, i do"

Neither we do know what kind of tragedy we will met on the middle of the way.

To be continued.