Inverted: Bleach [Currently Being Edited]

Chapter Twenty-One: Steam

   "Hichigo," I whined, shaking his shoulders," Please let me go and take a shower." Hichigo fixed me with one of his cold glares and slapped my hand away. He pointed a finger at me, poking my nose and causing me to recoil.

   "No," Hichigo protested," You can hardly stand, Hikari. It's only been a day and a half, and clearly that's not enough rest. The steam in going to make you lightheaded, and then you are going to slip and hurt yourself or something." I smiled at how he was trying to 'protect' me from getting hurt, but I really need to take a shower. I feel filthy.

   "Please," I pouted.

   "I will not be swayed," Hichigo crossed his arms and arched one eyebrow," Nothing that you can do can change my mind." Is that so? I think that I have a few ideas in mind that will persuade him.

   "You may want to reconsider," I said seductively, gazing into his eyes and running my fingers through his hair teasingly. Unknowingly, he leaned into my touch and let out a satisfied sigh. Hichigo blushed terribly when he realized that he was drooling. "Do we have a deal?"

   "Y-Y-Yeah," he stuttered, wiping the drool from his face," L-Let me help you." I felt Hichigo's steady arm slip around my waist as he helped me stand. By now, his face looked as though he may combust any second, but I thought that he was cute when he was embarrassed. I quickly snatched a pair of clothes from Ichigo's dresser, and I was thankful that he gave them to me before leaving with his wife to go enter the Soul Society. 

   My mother had taken my father back to his house since he was healed up, and she was going to stay there tonight to smooth things over. Ichigo's sisters and father were out of town for vacation, so it left on Hichigo and I. It was actually comforting to be all alone with him.

   Once we got to the bathroom, Hichigo lifted me onto the counter so I could sit while he prepared the shower. He turned the water on, and I was happy to see the steam billowing from the shower. I prefer hot showers rather than lukewarm ones.

   "So, aren't you going to get undressed?" Hichigo asked as he helped me from the counter. I felt my face heat up, and I flashed him an amused glare.

   "Not with you in here, idiot," I snarled," Get out!"

   Hichigo rolled his eyes and exited the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I could tell that he was standing by the door, because I could hear his loud and rapid breathing. Is he seriously going to stand there the whole time? I mean, I will be okay for ten minutes while I take a shower.

   As I began to remove my shirt, I heard a faint creaking, and when I turned to investigate, I saw Hichigo peeking through the slightly opened door. My cheeks reddened and I slammed the door on his face, resulting in a cry of pain. I heard him mumbling to himself about how he should be more sneaky if he were going to spy on girls. I really hope that I'm the only girl he plans to spy on.

   That came out wrong.

   "Just stay out, please," I banged my fist against the door. Hichigo let out a small laughed and I heard him walking away from the door.

   "I will be waiting for you in Ichigo's room," he called out, and I found myself blushing.

   "Whatever," I muttered under my breath. That stupid boy. I swear, how immature do you have to be to go and peek while they undress. If he does that again, I will punch him in the nose. Actually,  will kick him between the legs, and I'm sure that will teach him a valuable lesson.

   I undressed quickly and got in the hot shower, enjoying the feeling of the water drumming against my bare back. When I get out, I know that Hichigo will be waiting for me. This is going to be... experimental, I guess.

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   I slipped my clothes on, even though it was hard to do while my skin was still moist. My head didn't hurt, even after the shower, and I was glad. Slowly, I hung up my towel on a rack and made my way to Ichigo's room where Hichigo was waiting for me.

   "Well, there you are," Hichigo said in a low and soothing voice," I'm ready for my payment." He was lying on his side in Ichigo's bed, propping himself up with his elbow.

   "I am, if you are," I said with a smirk, walking towards him slowly. Once I reached him, I leaned over him. I kissed him softly, and so slow that it was teasing. He tried to speed up, but I continued to slow his kisses. "Not too fast. Are we that eager?"

   "But, Hikari, please," he pleaded as I moved my lips to his neck, kissing him slowly.

   "No," I whispered as I kissed under his jaw," Don't start with your pathetic begging." Hichigo let out a groan as I kissed his lips even slower this time. I personally wanted to speed things up too, but I had to hold back. Not yet, or it will end up like the first time we kissed.

   He groaned once more, and I decided to do something a little different. I lie down beside him to signal him, and when I did, he clambered on top of me.

   "That's my girl," he said softly before kiss my lips roughly. I gripped his waist firmly between my legs and began to slide the top of his kimono from his shoulders. This time, he let me do it, leaving him shirtless.

   I placed my hands on his muscular chest, and he sighed. Almost immediately after, he crashed his mouth against mine once again. We moved in sync; his hands gripped my waist as my fingers trailed further down his body, to his abdomen.

   Before he could kiss me again, my phone, which was on Ichigo's dresser, began to buzz. I, reluctantly, tore away from Hichigo and jumped out of bed.

   "I will pay you back later," I promised.

   As soon as I answered the phone, I heard shouts and screams. My mother's voice called out through the device, and I strained to hear.

   "Hikari! Hurry to our house," she rasped, and the sound of metal clanging nearly blocked out her last few words," A group of FinalBringers have attacked!" I dropped my phone and scrambled to grab my katana from the closet.

   "FinalBringers!" I shouted at Hichigo," We need to hurry. My mother is in trouble!"