Instinct Released (Ichigo X Hichigo) EDITING

Chapter Fourteen

I wanted to be relieved to be home like the old times before things got out of my control. But now I was in my room alone with Shiro. If the room couldn't get anymore awkward I would kill my self. All I did was go to my desk and began to do homework as Shiro strangely stayed at the bedroom door.

"Do you remember last night?" Shiro spoke abnormally sane, catching me off guard entirely, but I forced myself to keep my back facing him.

"Yah." was all I could say as I tried to prevent my face from burning up.

"What part did you hate the most?" Shiro questioned calmly, making me feel strangely uncomfortable.

"How can I possibly answer that?" I answered, trying to dodge my true opinion on the matter.

"Did you enjoy the kiss, or was I the only one that wanted more?"

My concentrations broke as my right hand covered my face, feeling the heat going up. How can I lie like this, especially to myself? I don't want to enjoy it and I don't want Shiro to know I enjoy it. I just want to dodge the whole situation together. So my response was to stay silent.

Then his warm breathing flowed down my neck, causing me to flinch away. That only ended in failure as a soft touch tickled my left hand, having myself force it away closer to my body.

"Are you afraid of me touching you now?" He spoke softly in my ear.

My body couldn't help but shiver as I tried my best to regain my focus on homework. The attempt only ended up in flames.

Then the sound of a zipper brought me back as I saw Shiro's arms wrapped around my body and slowly zipping down my pants.

Quickly grabbing his wrist I threw his arms away from me before standing straight out of my chair to face him. The smile he always had wasn't present as he took several steps away from me. What the kind of attitude is Shiro playing at?

"What are you doing?" I nearly shouted at him for frustration.

"I... I'm-... Fuck I can't say shit!" Shiro spoke out in frustration as he grabbed the side of his head, having a good grip on his hair. "I don't know King! I don't fucking know what I'm doing. Every time I'm around I just want to be close to you and feel you. But every time I try to at least stand next to you, you're mood changes and makes me go for other options."

Shiro rambled about his frustration. Going straight to the point didn't work. Going on a date didn't work. Easing into it didn't work.

Why was his King so against him? Did he hate him that much?

"FUCK!" He shouted on the top of his lungs. "I'm getting soft!"

Shiro released his hair as shock over powered him when his King couldn't even look him in the eyes. I was disgusted with myself for caring about what my inner hollow had to say. That I hated the fact that I cared about him more than I would like. All Shiro wanted to know was why. He was no longer in my wielders thoughts, all he had were my experience which weren't enough.

"Come on! Say it out loud King. What's on your mind? Trying to continually deny your feelings. Well keep doing it, I hate carving you every second of the day. Sell you virginity to the highest bidder at some stripper club. That will give my hunger away." Shiro spoke as he pulled out my combat pass from my bag and slammed it to his chest before sticking half of his body out the window. "I'm tired of watching your ass."

Then he jumped out the window and hid his spiritual pressure from me. I couldn't help but look out the window, wondering if the way I have been going about everything was wrong. I never felt like this before and I never had any kind of romantic relationship, so I don't even have the slightest clue of what I'm doing wrong and if I really cared about the hollow. This shouldn't be so difficult.