Inverted: Bleach [Currently Being Edited]

Chapter Nine: Cold Cuddles

   Hichigo lie me down in Ichigo's bed, and I felt slightly uncomfortable. First off, I didn't like how Ichigo and Rukia had to sleep in the closet. After all, this was their house, and they shouldn't have to do that, no matter how many times they said it was no big deal. Secondly, I don't really know if I can trust Hichigo to not exploit me while I was asleep, but I guess here was better than my house.

   My father is a drunk, and always comes home mad and enraged at my brother and I. Lately, I have tried to save up money for my brother's college, even though that is years away. I had a considerable amount of money, but our father came home and stole it to buy some rounds with his drinking buddies. But what I hate more than my father is when people try to take sympathy on me. I can't stand it.

   Some days when my father comes home, he brings girls home from the bar and invites me to join in on the quote unquote 'fun'. He really is a disgusting and wretched man. There are some days when I wonder how my mother ever fell in love with him, but then I remember that he wasn't like this six years ago, before she died.

   I pushed the thoughts out of mind in frustration, and sighed. Hichigo shut out the lights, and the room went dark. The darkness was thick and black, and I couldn't even see my hand if I held it in front of my face. I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling, which I couldn't quite make out in the darkness.

   That's weird. I don't remember it being this dark last time I was here. I am almost positive that they had no curtains to cover the window...

   "You like that?" I heard Hichigo whisper from across the room," The dark, that is. You must've noticed by now, but it is sure to rain soon. Clouds have covered the sky."

   Huh? In that short of a time span, the sky has been shrouded with rain clouds. That is extremely peculiar, because I was outside not much longer than twenty minutes ago, and it was clear skies.

   "That's impossible," I whispered in reply.

   "No... Not quite," Hichigo said slowly," That is just a sign of approaching allies. A great ice warrior is approaching to aid us, but you mustn't worry about that."

   Aid us? Does that mean that there is a war raging, yet I wasn't even aware of it? Damn, we humans are so oblivious to the unseen. I remember my grandfather saying those exact words the last time I saw him. He had always went on and on about the weakness of our race, and how powerless we were.

   "You know what else I like about the dark," Hichigo asked, and I could have sworn he was smirking in the darkness. I heard his footsteps as he walked towards the bed where I lay. "Because you can do whatever you want, and nobody will know."

   I blushed when I felt Hichigo's hand brush against my jaw, and he climbed onto the bed. Hichigo's weight shifted, and I felt him clamber on top of me. He leaned closer so his body was parallel with mine, and I felt my whole body warm up.

   "You do know that all things in the dark will eventually come to the light," I whispered against his neck, and I kissed his skin softly. Hichigo let out a small laugh that rumbled in his chest.

   "Well, then we had better finish up before daylight," Hichigo said seductively," My turn. You got all the fun last time."

   "Whatever," I retorted before I kissed his neck once more.

   Hichigo gripped my jaw with his warm fingers and pulled me into a sloppy kiss. He groaned and bit my bottom lip just hard enough to hurt, but not hard enough to break the skin. I let out a small whimper of pain, but the pain melted away into pleasure. In reply, I bit his lip in return.

   "Damn, you pick up quick," Hichigo whispered once we had pulled away. I felt his spiky hair tickle my skin as he lowered his lips to my neck. 

   Hichigo licked my neck gently, and I tilted my head upward, letting out a long sigh. Hichigo was a pervert, and I can't believe I didn't catch on a long while ago. But this pervert knew a thing or two, and I'm willing to learn.

   Hichigo planted another kiss on my neck, and shivered at his touch, which was weird since he was so much warmer than I was. I moaned when he began to suck at my soft skin, and I could feel him smile against my skin and nibble at my neck. The hairs on my neck and arms stood up, and my skin tingled when it contacted his.

   "H-Hey now," I protested," Don't I get to have a little fun, too?"

   "No, you get to stay still and let me get what I want," Hichigo said condescendingly," Know your place, Hikari."

   My heart beat faster in my chest when I felt one of his hands travel down my waist, and he gripped me to keep me still. With his other hand, he grabbed my hand and pulled it against his lips. What does he mean by 'get what I want'? Does he mean that?

   Hichigo licked my fingertips and let out a deep groan as he did so. The hand that gripped my waist moved upward, taking my shirt along with it, and the cold air slipped over my stomach. I can't do this! This isn't right! I need to stop him!

   With my free hand, I attempted to bat his hand away, and he drew it back. I pulled my shirt back down with that same hand, and Hichigo stopped.

   "What's the matter," Hichigo asked in confusion," I thought that was what you wanted. After all, the other day, you seemed that way." I let out a soft sigh and tried to pull my hand away from his, but he wouldn't let me.

   "Sorry, Hichigo," I apologized," You can't have that. Not yet."

   "Okay, I can wait," Hichigo said, and I knew he was grinning," It's worth it, I suppose."

   Hichigo shoved my own fingers in my mouth, and I mumbled in protest. What the hell is he doing? Hichigo is probably the strangest guy I have ever been involved with. And the guy I have ever been involved with.

   "Do you taste it? Can't you taste it?" Hichigo asked ecstatically. Finally, I ripped my hand out of my mouth and panted for breath. I glared at where I thought Hichigo's face was, but I wasn't sure in this darkness. "Well. Did you?"

   "Yes, I did. It tasted like your mouth, are you happy now?" I said in an exasperated tone. Hichigo leaned closer so I could feel his breath on my face.

   "I taste pretty damn good, don't I?" Hichigo asked, his breath against my skin. He relaxed onto the bed and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me against his warm chest.

   "Goodnight," I whispered against his chest. I twisted my fingers into his kimono and let him embrace me. Maybe he isn't all that bad. He has enough heart for the both of us, and enough strength to carry us, and enough arms to embrace me. So maybe, he isn't such a cold-hearted snake like I thought he was...

   "Goodnight."