#ichihime fanfic

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Heyyy!!!!

My second Ichihime fic is posted. Honestly this is just pure smut, AU without powers just then pining for each other. hope you like it!

Avoidance & Denial

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ICHIHIME FIC RECS

i can't believe i've been reading ichihime fanfics for literally 10 years ✌️ my favorite flavor is definitely pining with a touch of angst, but i am also a sucker for just them giggly all over each other! thank you bleach TYBW anime revival for bringing me back to these two cutie patooties and an even bigger thank you to all the writers that have been keeping the fandom alive all these years (especially in the earlier days back in the wild wild west of ff.net and LJ lol) y'all are amazing 💖 happy reading everyone p.s you can find the rest of my fic rec lists here

🍓 alternate universe 🍞

THE BRIDE OF THE DEATH GOD by caledon A plague descended upon the village, and to appease the God of Death they offered him a bride as a sacrifice.

THE DEVIL'S PLAYTHING by marshmallowbirb High-schooler Kurosaki Ichigo discovers that he isn't as human as he once thought - and neither is his classmate, Inoue Orihime.

THE RELUCTANT BRIDEGROOM, DEATH by marshmallowbirb On a sunny summer morning, the young goddess Orihime gathers flowers on a hillside.

STARCROSS'D by child of the ashes In the vampire palace of Los Noches, there is no greater curse than beauty, and no greater crime than love.

NEXT VISIT by aurona x She can see him only with autumn comes, that man of the deep blue tree. And over the years, her love for him grows.

MOTHERHOOD by ashe flyght Orihime's family is financially unstable. So when Japan's most in demand actor, Kurosaki Ichigo offers her an unusual job will she accept it?

FINE LINES by lastlynotleast Ichigo is a tattoo artist and Orihime has skin he could draw on forever.

🍓 multichapter 🍞

THE BOND BETWEEN US by ritsu-san Post Ch. 352: Ichigo and Orihime are left to figure out this strange bond they share.

TIL DEATH DO US PART by marshmallowbirb Deemed too powerful, Ichigo is sequestered in Soul Society after defeating Aizen. Ten years later, one of his human friends dies.

THE CLOCKWORK SWITCH by sesamerolls (1 // 2 // 3) “Kurosaki-kun?” She wanted to bite back her words. This person couldn’t be him. He was a few inches taller, broader, and manlier than the youth who gave her daifuku just minutes before.

🍓 oneshots that will make you feeeeel 🍞

DEMAGNETIZE by ghosty If opposites attract, then what does that mean for us?

TACTILE by mrhooty Orihime has accepted that her boundaries will never be respected, but Ichigo is too good of a friend to allow that.

AFFIRMATION by sesamerolls Ichihime from the beginning to the end.

HOME IS WHERE THE SUN SETS by awkwardspaceturtle Using the word ‘beautiful’ didn’t seem like enough; nothing he could ever say out loud would tell her how she really looked in his eyes.

BUILD A HOUSE IN PARADISE by zabiume Ichigo and Orihime move in together.

PAPER HOUSES by zabiume Mostly, he just wanted to know if she was okay, if she was eating well and passing her courses and if, when she went to bed at night, she had someone to smile about.

PROMPTFILL by zabiume Truth serum induced angst.

PROMPTFILL by captainrukias-husband Ichigo writes a poem for Orihime.

TEMPTARE BEAST by mayelisa As Orihime watched in horror as Ichigo took on that form again, she had a sinking feeling that this day wouldn't turn out at all like she had planned.

MEMORIES IN THE RAIN by garden of magnolias If I were the rain, could I connect with someone's heart, as the rain can unite the eternally separated earth and sky?

ALWAYS SUMMER by folle Orihime is calling, calling, and Ichigo doesn't know how to not answer, except in the most important way.

BECOMING WHOLE by lovelycollision He loves her in various ways, during different stages of his life. It's after the war when he realizes that he's in the third stage, otherwise known as the beginning.

🍓 outside POV looking in 🍞

ELEVATING by sesamerolls “Okay, let’s theoretically agree Ichi-nii has a girlfriend,” said Karin, resting her palm underneath her chin.

SIMPLY BY MEASUREMENT by sesamerolls When it first began, he pretended not to notice.

PROMPTFILL by scribblles Ichigo screwed up his befuddlement into a distinctly grumpy expression. “For your information, I wasn’t daydreaming, I was thinking. Worrying, actually. And it’s about a friend. Who… happens to be a girl.”

🍓 funny fluffy oneshots 🍞

OF MICE AND MEN by garden of magnolias Ichigo realizes that getting rid of a mouse in his and Orihime's apartment is a lot more complicated when it involves his girlfriend.

I REJECT! by scribblles Keigo has a rare moment of inadvertent correctness.

RUMOUR HAS IT by fictionaryplace Ichigo and Orihime have important news, but decide to have a little fun with their friends and family before coming clean.

DELAYED REACTION by crystal dawn Orihime is feeling under the weather. Against his better judgment, Ichigo suggests she visit his father's clinic.

ICED FRAPPUCCINO by hedonysms Ichigo and Orihime get a coffee. Ichigo is simultaneously an emotional sap and a horny, utterly repressed man.

STARTING FRESH by kay sincere Ichigo doesn't have a resolution for the new year himself. But it does come to his attention that his friends could use his help.

NOSEBLEED by deathberryhime Where that little smile would have done more damage than intended to.

OUR BREATHS IN PERFECT HARMONY by iwillhaveamoonbase When Ichigo's friend talks about a cute girl at a bakery, Ichigo agrees to introduce them with no idea that the girl in question is his girlfriend.

WELL WISHERS by adverb_slut It turns out that shinigami are not so great at gift-buying, especially for a four-week-old baby.

THE ART OF SHIPPING by alice hattercandy In which, everyone ships. Even Ichigo.

🍓 anything and everything by these authors 🍞

SESAMEROLLS CAPTAINRUKIAS-HUSBAND ZABIUME (tumblr // ao3) SCRIBBLLES CRYSTALDAWN / MARSHMALLOWBIRB (ffnet // ao3) ORIHIMES RITSU-SAN (more on their LJ sunburnt-wings) TRAGICOMEDY (more on their LJ explicates)

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The one night stand

Summary:Tatsuki wants orihimie to go outside and have some fun every once in a while but due to Orhimie being a work alcoholic she hasn’t gone out and had fun in a while so Tatsuki drags Orhimie to a club to get loose, and is later approached by a man that would change her whole night. 

guys this is my first time posting anything thing especially smut 😭. This as a alternate universe of them I know they would never do this. They are all in their 20s, I apologize for any misspells feel free to give me honest suggestions to improve myself yes their is plot first and than smut but if you want to skip I put a mark on the smut part and some warnings nothing like rape or something 💀 and ya I hope you like it. word count 5.5k

“Hey Orihime!” 

Orihime had an irritated expression on her face, she already knew what she was going to say but she asked anyways.

“What is it now tatsuki.” she said sitting across from tatsuki back laying on the frame of her bed.

“You know there’s this club I think we should go to and I think you’ll-”

Orihime cut her off “for the last time tatsuki I’m not going you know how busy I’ve been lately.”

“Oh come on we are 24 we’re in our prime. Plus we only live life once, besides you say that all the time we hardly ever go anywhere anymore. The only reason I’m at your house is because I had to let myself in which is why you need loose up just for one night please.” she had a sad face on

Orihime started feel a bit guilty although she hated the idea and wanted to get back to work as soon as possible she gave in for once tatsuki was right she was overworking herself and not spending enough time with her friends, when’s the last time she’s had a break and lived life and enjoyed it she thought long and hard about this.

She sighed in defeat “fine but if I don’t like this club we are leaving and going home..”

Tatsuki was off the bed as soon as she said fine and was making a run for orihimes closet.

“Hey tatsuki what are you doing” orihime rush towards her.

“Your not seriously to go to a club dressed like that…” she looked at orihime in her pjs reading glasses on and her hair in a messy bun 

Orihime just stared she’s right it’s ridiculous she even tried stopping tatsuki she definitely wasn’t gonna go out like this, and before she knew it she was being dragged to change.

After about a hour and a half Orihime was glamming up since tatsuki was already dressed unknowingly until now orihime figured tatsuki planned the whole thing. Orihime was placed infront of a mirror and Orihime was stunned her waist length chestnut hair that she didn’t let out often flowed down her back wearing a stunning red dress that was founded all the way in the back of her closet probably bought out of spike in high school. It hit all her curves and reached her knees with invisible tights underneath and red heels to match with a bit of makeup applied by tatsuki since she insisted but orihime can’t lie tatsuki did a good job at making her look sexy it was weird saying it in her mind. But there was no way orihime was gonna say it out loud and boost tatsukis ego anymore than it already is but since her ego is so big she said it herself anyways.

“I made you look sexy who knew you just had a red dress like this laying around you should let me borrow it sometime.”

Orihime rolled her eyes and started touching her face she couldn’t help it damn she looked good. Tatsuki pulled out red lipstick “almost forgot here some red lipstick to add the look.”

Orihime felt it was unnecessary but she let it slide and let tatsuki do what she wanted just for tonight not like it will last anyways as soon as it gets boring she was dragging tatsuki home and burying herself back in work, and she made that clear to her, but apart of her thought it would be a waste she looked too good to be send home working all night but she push that ridiculous thought to the back of her mind.

Tatsuki dragged orihimie out of her apartment but not before grabbed both purses and keys and any other necessary things, she dragged orihimie to her car once they got to tatsukis car. Orihime got in the passenger seat and Tatsuki in the drivers and they drove off to the club tatsuki was talking about.

Once they got there Tatsuki parked but before they got out of the car Tatsuki looked like she had something to say she looked nervous.

“Listen orihime just in case if one of us does end up leaving to you know to go to a nearby hotel let’s make sure to tell or text the other person where we’re going oh and also to send the location”

Orihime patted tatsukis shoulder and then punched her arm one for being concerned for her safety two because she was mad that tatsuki would even think that she was getting layed tonight did she hear anything back at her house tatsuki whining about how much it hurted but Orihime was already getting out of the car so tatsuki did the same.

They both walking in the club after showing ID that was in their purses.

Both walking in the club confident purses in hand music blasting in the air lights blinding the place it dark blue lights shining on and off of people. Orihime  saw body’s of people on the dances floor one too many that alone almost made her turn around and go home but tatsuki knew orihime too well, she already knew what she was going to do so she wrapped her arm around Orihime shoulder and shoved her in with a big smile on her face only seen when the light shined on her.

“Orihime we just got here you can’t seriously be ready to leave already come on let’s go to the bar near by to loosen you up ”

Ya cause a drink or two always lossen her up she swore to herself she wouldn’t drink but she already promised herself she’d have fun she wouldn’t say she hates it just yet so she lets tatsuki drag her shoving through bodys.

Tatsuki bangs the table once they arrived music still booming in the back “4 of your strongest shots please two for me and two for my friend here.” She said it like she’s come here all the time surprise, surprise she was always a party animal. The waiter nodded and started making it Orihime placed her hand on her chin looking bored.

Once the shots were ready he passed it to them Tatsuki chugged one down then wiped her mouth encouraging Orihime to get loose, so after a bit of remorse Orihime did the same  and chugged one and then two down before they knew it for a good 30 mintues they sat at that bar chugging drinks down.

Tatsuki excused her self to the bathroom shots were still liquid after all, so she suggested Orihime to go talk to people while she was away and maybe sober up half listening and half not she nodded and stood up when tatsuki turned to the direction of the bathroom.

Orihime got a wave of boldness probably from all those drinks and since she wasn’t planning to come here ever again she might as well be as bold as possible. It’s been a while since the last time she when to a club her job had her on chock hold ever since college it’s been like while since she’s had fun.

She slipped on the dance floor back to  shoving body’s she found a good not too crowded spot if it wasn’t for the drinks, telling herself that nobody cares, and that she’s never coming back here again she wouldn’t have done what she was about to do she raised both her hands and started swaying her hips and body just dancing away to a song by Nelly called hot in here ironic isn’t it Orihime was sweating but she didn’t stop dancing even when someone started approaching her.

She didn’t notice until they were right in front of her she thought it was someone trying to pass by her but when they continued to stand there. Orihimes dancing stopped she stared trying to take who ever was in front of her in.

It was a man well over 6’3 and what looks to be 5 inches above orihime head and that’s shocking because she’s a pretty tall girl she’s 5’8 he was wearing ripped jeans and a white shirt with a leather jacket on he looked like he was in shape just based off his arms. She looked up at his face this man had to be the finest man she’s ever seen he had to be some type of model she looked at his hair and his hair was bright orange hair it looked spiky and messy maybe he dyed it but it looked damn good.

But what could this man possibly want is he waiting for someone or was he waiting for something else. He had a smile on his face looking straight at Orihime if it was any other guy Orihime would of shrugged it off and walked away but he held her captive with just his smile alone there was no way Orihime was moving now at least not until she know what he wanted.

She watched as his lips started moving trying to say something but Orihime had no idea what he was saying she mouthed a “what?” and before she knew it he bend down mouth near her ear hands in his pockets he spoke in a  masculine voice “what’s your name.”

Orihime was kinda confused but answered anyways doing the same thing he did she said her name and asked for his name he said his name was Ichigo Orihime nodded the name suited him.

They did some small talk for a bit just talking about their experience so far tonight they were really close to the point it was kinda making orihime nervous, that was until ichigo suggested they go somewhere a bit more quieter orihime agreed and followed him to a corner of the club with fewer people and music not so loud orihime moved in front of him put her back to a near by wall away from people and he followed right behind her and stood infront of her instead of beside her. 

Smile still on his face “hey want to get out this club?.”

Orihime knew what he meant by that it’s not that shes inexperienced or anything orihime was crazy in her teenage years particularly because of Tatsuki.

Orihime decided why not this man had the body he was hot she literally hit the jackpot what was there to loss. She did say she was gonna get loose up completely forgetting about what she told her self earlier she smiled she said sure.

Than Orihime remembered what Tatsuki said back in the car to sending her location and calling she sighed and sucked it up and called Tatsuki she was gonna be on her all week after this. She pulled out her phone out of my purse and told Ichigo to wait a second she had to call her friend first he said ok, and then Orihime called Tatsuki after like the 5th ring she answered.

She sounded like a mess Orihime was a bit concerned she almost decided against going with this guy but she heard a familiar voice through the phone it was Rangiku. She than explained why tatsuki sounded even drunker than she was before Orihime knew tatsuki was gonna wake up with the worse hangover tomorrow but at least she knew she was safe she told rangiku where she was going and to tell Tatsuki even though she was gonna text her anyways she said she’d text Ranguki too, she was flirty as usual teasing Orihime about how it was about time she loosen up again and  to have fun orihime rolled her eyes and said bye and send a text to them where she was going and her location.

She closed her phone and put it back in her purse and looked to see that he had his hands still in his pocket looking the other direction waiting for her, is it weird that she thought that was sweet he could of just waited for her outside.

She tapped his arm and linked it with hers showing that she was done with her call he smiled leading her out of the club. Her heart was pumping a bit after all she has been working for a while. Ya every once in a while she’d get a one stand but she hasn’t done it in less than a year and half, but it was too late now they walked 10 mintues to a nearby hotel it was getting cold she knew she should of worn a jacket but tatsuki dragged her out before she could, she let go of the arm that was linked with Ichigos and crossed her arms forming a X to get as much heat in her body as she could.

 Ichigo thankfully notice and took off his jacket and wrapped it around her making eye contact with Orihime she put it fully on. Both their heads turned but Ichigo managed to wrap an arm around her waist small talk would be too awkward for what they were about to do in that hotel room so they in walked in silence, Orihime couldn’t lie to herself she was getting nervous not that she showed it red lipstick still in tack, a confident walk. Only she was walking side by side with this extreme hot guy both on their way to a hotel even though she’s pretty sure she’s starting to get a little bit more sober which only made her more nervous she wish had taken one more shot before they left.

When they finally made it Ichigo released Orihime for a second to buy the room and key. Orihime felt weird now that his hand was removed she just stood there awkwardly, not for long though as Ichigo made his way back to her and intertwine his hand with hers hand both linked with each other orihime was a bit taken aback but she better get used to it they were going be doing a lot of that tonight.

                               ~smut part ~

Warnings: Oral s*,just straight fucking, a little bit of talking through it, little bit of b00b play,corny ass lines sometimes but it’s my first time soo, and also switches povs randomly. FROM HERE ON OUT WATTPAD VIBES (not like it wasn’t already giving it sorry)

Ichigo opened their hotel room and gently pulled her into his chest closing the door behind them locking it with orihimes back now on the closed door. She wasn’t gonna lie to herself, she had no idea how they were gonna get to it but thankful he took the lead in his own way Ichigo leaned down his lips barely touching orihimes and he paused what was he waiting for than she realized he was waiting for her. She was a even more nervous once she felt his lips only hover over hers, so she forced herself to move and take the lead and connected their lips together arms finding her way around his neck.

They didn’t even realize how touch starve they were for each other until this kiss. They were definitely gonna question what they were after this that’s for sure.

Without disconnecting their lips they kicked off their shoes started pulling their clothes off eachother Orihime pulling Ichigos shirt Ichigo successfully ripping off the jacket  that he had previously gave to her successfully on the floor and started hitching up her dress both of them pressed against that door 

Orihime wasn’t as successful as she struggled to take his shirt off when Ichigo noticed he released his hands on her dress and intritwined both of her hands in his locking both of her hands against the door, kiss after kiss they couldn’t get enough Ichigos never stayed in the same place one of Ichigos hands moved from her hands, to her back, neck and finally resting at her head to pull her closer the other hand still locked with hers. 

One of Orihimes hand that Ichigo was no longer holding when to his back only making their kiss deeper tongue in tongue moving at a unknown rhythm as odd as it is they didn’t want create one they kept going panting and moaning into each others mouths leaving kisses on each others necks and cheeks.

They only stopped to catch their breath but before Orihime could even fully catch her breath again Ichigo pressed their lips right back together he tilted his head to make their kiss deeper. Both his hands now on orihimes thighs she wrapped her legs around his waist arms going from his back to his neck than hair, messing up his already messed up hair ichigo held her head with one hand and the other hand rested on her back thigh and than he started walking.

To where honestly Orihime didn’t care so long as what they were doing didn’t stop her back rested on a soft mattress, Orihime guessed they were on the bed now they didn’t stop clearly they were both starving Ichigo was the one that broke the kiss. He rose his body in between orihimes legs a hand on her stomach which he removed as quickly as he placed it. He tugged at his shirt until it was over his head and on the floor and god damn even at that club orihime could tell he was in shape but really seeing it was different Orihime was openly staring a bit of drool on her cheek that she didn’t even bother wiping away which earned a jaw dropping smirk from Ichigo as his thumb wiped it away.

“Like what you see?” 

Orihime definitely would have found that corny if it wasn’t true she really liked what she was seeing Orihime didn’t say anything and turned her head to the side as to avoid answering this embarrassing question.

Her hands on her stomach panting he slouched closer to orihime hands and placed a kiss that immediately got Orihimes attention and she turned her head back and just watched him place small kisses all over her while he looked up straight at orihimie, Orihime noticed that Ichigos face was covered in orihimes lips stick sending her a swell of pride she knew her hair and face looked a messed especially since her hair was sticking to face due to the sweating. Then he started push up her red dress revealing her tights.

He started pulling her tights back and orihime just watched as he slowly pulled them off of her also throwing it on the floor his panting softly, than he lowers his head down orihime watched to see what he was doing, he started slipped her pants the side.

Orihime shivered but didn’t try to stop him and when he noticed he proceeded he used his index finger at first only stroking her sides for a moment, then moving to the spot that Orihime had been unknownly aching to be touched.

He pressed on it and looked up for approve to do it orihime was staring at him the entire time and nodded leaving more kisses on her thighs his pushed his index in and out slowly reciving moans from Orihime.

“Where do you want it? Does this feel good I want to make you feel as good as possible”

It did she didn’t know if it was because of his finger or if it was his voice but it felt amazing then he starting picking up a faster pace when he knew she was comfortable, she’s really going crazy now he soon added his middle finger.

If that didn’t make orihime head spin than when Ichigo lowered his head and place hisself directly infront of his moving hand, as he quickly removed his fingers Orihime wondered why he stopped until she felt something else she immediately arched her back it felt wet.

No but it’s not whatever it was she didn’t want it to stop she didn’t know where to put her hands or legs Orihime gripped the sheets when Ichigo noticed both of Ichigos hands grabbed both of her legs and pushed them further apart without stopping.

She could only see his orange hair and both of his hands stretching her legs as far as he could, going even deeper Orihimes back arched even more one hands reaching the sheets and the other reaching for his hair tugging and pulling on him closer she was reaching her breaking point and he knew it so he let go of one of Orihimes thighs and lifted his index finger back in pumping as much as he could out, making sure none of her resuado landed on the bed that was as much as orihime could take she warned him, he got it moving his finger as fast as he could, he started to moved his body up until he was at orihimie face hand still moving at with the same speed chest to chest the other hand in the back of orihimes head pulling her lips to his kissing passionately until orihime released.

Orihime some what exhausted still trying to catch her breath Ichigo was kissing her everywhere but her lips to give her time to breathe. Both their body’s sweating a bit Ichigo looked at orihime straight in the eyes still that smirk on his face.

���What do you want to do next? I’m all yours tonight.” 

Orihime really didn’t know what to do next scrabbling in her mind on what to say.

When Ichigo didn’t get an answer an idea popped up in his mind. He got up to lay down next to orihime she was a bit startled but even more when he scooped orihime was a single arm on top of him and what a view orihime didn’t know wheater she was lucky or if Ichigo was they both had good views of each other hair falling off orihimes face landing a bit on Ichigos her light sliver eyes blush still there lips completely ruined red lipstick all over her lips top teeth biting her bottom slightly, dress still on a bit out of place while trying to debate what to do next Ichigo caught all of that and so did Orihime as both her hands were on Ichigos bare chest  his light brown eyes not looking at anything else but her but his lips looked a mess covered in her lipstick some kisses marks his cheeks and neck his orange hair messier her hair strings trapped on his face because of the sweat on his face and that smirk had to be tattooed to his face as it grew wider this was getting more intense by the minute.

He looked away and opened the cabinet next to them and pulled out a condom and handed it to Orihime he wanted Orihime to do whatever she wanted to him because tonight he was hers.

Orihime obliged and understood what he wanted her to do she turned without getting off his lap hair pushed over her shoulders she unzipped his ripped jeans and unbuckled his belt while she was doing that Ichigo was rubbed her waist, dress still on he was debating wheather to rip this dress off aswell before going any further but decided against it one way or another he was gonna rip that dress off eventually anyways but right now it looked even better on her.

When she finally pulled his jeans and underwear off she was stunned there was no way that was going in her she didn’t think it was physically possible but regardless she put the condom on anyways.

Ichigo could read her like a book he knew what she was worried about he couldn’t help but laugh orihime turned to face him his hands still on her waist she looked a bit flustered did she do something wrong.

His laughter died down “what’s wrong scared it won’t fit don’t worry it will fit one way or another I promise.” 

Ya right that thing is a fucking monster 

But regardless she grabbed both of Ichigos hand and shoved it back at him getting a small chuckle in return. She rose a little positioning her self both hands on his chest for support she thought about using the bed but she really just wanted a reason to touch his chest.(real asf)

Than she looked at it again and right then and there she thought about wrapping it up and calling it a day there really was no way that was going in fully but him laughing earlier really ticked her off.

So she thought she might as well go as far as she could so she did that when it touched her she mental prepared her self and started pushing down and as she did she earned a groan from not only herself but the man in front of her aswell. She when as deep as she could and when she thought it was as deep as she could go she paused to catch her breath and when she was done she slowly started moving at her own pace.

She kept going at the same speed hands clutched on Ichigos chest small moans leaving with each movement. But it wasn’t hitting the spots she wanted them too she looked down at him still with that smile a little bit more tension.

He pushed a bit of her hair off her face he could see she was clearly struggling, considering how tight she was, he knew what she want so he decided to help her he grabbed hold of her whole ass stretching it out wider leading Orihimes eyes to widen in confusion until he pushed her all the way down his dick. She gasp but he didn’t let her catch her breath as he started drilling in her getting faster by the second. He hit spots orihime wasn’t even aware could be hit it felt so good she’s never experienced something like this before tears started to streaming down her face due to this pleasure as the slaps between their thighs thicken, loud moans and groans filling in the room. When she looked down tears fall from her face he was already looking at her he didn’t look away not for a second he looked lovesick for her.

They just kept going both of Orihimes hands now on both sides of Ichigos shoulders, her head close to Ichigos panting he started to lean up a bit to Orihimes eyes to kiss away the tears than moving to sucking her neck, Orihime rised her head letting Ichigo suck even more she was at a loss of words no words can describe how incredible this felt. 

Orihime when out first she cummed first then she cummed again when Ichigo kept going.

“Does this feel good hmm? tell me I want to make you feel as good as possible” he said in a raspy voice 

He was still looking up at her, as her body unconscious moved further up Ichigos. But that didn’t stop him he didn’t wanna do it like this but he couldn’t resist he let go of her ass  for a second to lift her dress over her and toss it over. Her boobs landed on his face he opened his mouth and started sucking on one than the other making sure both on them got  an equal amount of bites marks and hickeys all over while placing his hands back to her ass stretching them out more, still moving at a faster pace ass gripping harder and tighter. 

Until both of them were completely in ruin they kept going.

Both of them released at the same time panting on each other skin to skin. As they started coming down from their high Ichigo continued to leave kiss marks on her boobs and did it until he thought they had enough he grabbed her face and gave her a passionate kiss, Orihime shaking tear still in her eyes. Then he flipped her over so she was under him as he pulled out, Orihimes residue dripping Ichigo just watching it almost made him lose it again.

“Fuck” 

That alone almost made him finish again he took the condom out tied it and threw it on the side of the bed and when to the table to get another one and place it on his self a bit of sweat dripping off his body.

One of his hands glided throughed his hair to wipe off some of the sweat.

He looked straight at orihime, her head on the pillow back of her hand on her forehead, making soft pants. 

Ichigo watched and observed and leaned towards her and kissed her hand than lips “I said I’d let you take the lead but fuck, I just can’t get enough of you” he said as he was stroking Orihimes ass than gave it a good slap receiving a moan from Orihime than he leaned back with a soft laugh he lifted both her legs over his shoulders and placed both of his hands on her waist. He looked at her and waited for her to make eye contact.

When she did he placed one of his hands on her stomach. And said softly 

“Right here, I’ll fill you up so much you won’t be able to get off this bed in the morning so get ready because I’m not going easy on you tonight.”

He bent down and gave her stomach a kiss while looking at her for a second. Then rose back and lifted one of her legs higher and positioned himself and slowly sliding back in she was tighter than before.

“Relax, baby you’re gonna cut my dick off.” he said face twitched a bit .he started moving and gradually got deeper and deeper, be pressed it until it was all the way in moving slowly building up until he was moving at a wild pace. Only moans were left in the room Orihimes pulled Ichigo down a bit in a attempt  to make him go a bit slower but that only made him go faster, he gave her the sloppiest French kiss. Her nails were leaving scratch marks all over his back. Boy were they in for a night.

He fucked her in all types of positions over and over again Orihimes head was spinning she wondering at one point where the hell he got all this energy from thoughts quickly silenced with a kiss from him.

In the morning as Orihime was waking up she rubbed her head and tried to sit up to stretch. A ache in her back prevented that from happening. What the hell happened than she pulled the covers off she had a rob on marks all over her legs and the sheets were clean she almost thought nothing happened until she realized she wasn’t in her room now she finally remembers exactly what happened all the unforgettable memories coming back both hands on her face out of embarrassment she can’t believe she did that, than she really starts looking around where is Ichigo? Orihime started to feel sad what was she expecting just because they had a good time for one night didn’t mean he had to stay. She forced herself to get up and get ready for work and than she looked at the cabinet and saw eggs,bacon, and toast with a note sitting shes see the note saying “For Orihime” so she knew it was for her she wanted to open that first but her stomach rumbled she decided to open it last. She when to the bathroom and looked at the mirror holy shit was she covered in all types of bites and hickeys and her makeup wasn’t as bad as she thought but she was not going to work anymore, so she  brushed her teeth with a spare tooth brush that was in there,than took a quick shower ,than she ate her breakfast and than when to open the note and it said 

“Good morning beautiful, I would of loved to stay longer to adore you more but I have to leave because of work so I didn’t leave you because I didn’t care I made sure I cleaned everything before I left so don’t worry about it, I miss you already I especially miss when I was giving it to you in the shower you took it like a good girl, call me xoxo.”

Then he put his number underneath she was blushing the whole time she can’t believe this she picked up her phone and put on her dress and neatly placed heels back on and ran out of that hotel she was planing to stay but she need to tell tatsuki and ranguki immediately they had to know what happened last night she will always remember it.

[iwillhaveamoonbase]

Making Time

After Rukia and Renji's wedding, Orihime makes time for Ichigo

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Orihime was a bundle of nerves as she made her way to the cafe to meet Kurosaki-kun. She hadn’t been able to relax since he’d asked her to make time for him since Rukia and Renji’s wedding. All the signs pointed to something romantic, but she didn’t dare hope that she was finally going to get her deepest desire realized. If Kurosaki-kun wanted to talk to her about something else, she wasn’t sure what she would do.

It had taken a few weeks for them to find a date that would work for both of them. Orihime had work almost every day and Kurosaki-kun was finishing up his third year of university. Hopefully it wasn’t a bad sign.

The cafe was small and cute. Orihime smiled at a few girls wearing her old school uniform in the corner. She didn’t miss Saturday classes, but part of her missed how simple life had been back then.

Kurosaki-kun was in the very back in a corner by the wall. Two cups of coffee sat before his raised arms and clasped hands. 

“Sorry I’m late,” Orihime said. “I had to pop into the bakery real quick to pick up my paycheck.

Ichigo’s eyes flew up, staring up at her in wonder before shaking his head. “No, it’s fine. You’re just in time. I got here really early.”

Plopping into the seat across from him, she took the cup he gestured to and smiled at the smell of hazelnut and the little jug of cream to the side. He remembered how she took her coffee. “How’s everything?”

“Fine, fine. Just got done with exams and talking to my professors about next year. I’m gonna be getting some good mentorship for my translations.”

“That’s wonderful, Kurosaki-kun.”

“What about you?”

Orihime shrugged. “Not much is really going on. There’s been talk from the manager about retiring and I’m considering asking to take over for him. I’d hate to see the bakery close since it’s been so good to me and has a long history. But, I’m not sure if it would be appropriate.”

“He’d be lucky to have you take over for him.” Kurosaki-kun stared deeply into her eyes and said it with such conviction that she almost believed him. 

“What did you want to see me about?”

Kurosaki-kun drained his entire cup before staring down at the table. Neither of them made a sound as the soft chatter of the cafe surrounded them. Orihime fidgeted in her seat. Maybe he wanted her help with another girl and didn’t know how to ask her?  

“I-” he cleared his throat, “We’ve been friends for a long time, right?”

“We have.”

“And, we’re great as friends.”

Orihime’s shoulders drooped. “We are.”

“You’re one of my best friends. I can’t imagine my life without you at this point. You’re right there when I need you with a smile and a warm cup of tea. Even when I’m being a dick.”

“You aren’t-”

Kurosaki-kun held up his hand. “Please, Inoue. Just…just let me get this out. This is not easy.”

She wished he would break her heart and get it over with. If it was another girl, she’d help him because she wanted him to be happy with someone who he loved. But that didn’t mean she’s be thrilled.

“Back in school,” he continued, “I thought you were the prettiest thing I had ever seen.”

Orihime’s heart rate picked up. Her cheeks flooded with heat as he looked at her with something raw and earnest. 

“I still think so, honestly. But all the other guys and some of the girls talked about you all the time like you were something to conquer and I didn’t want to be part of that. So, I buried my feelings for you. And then, we became friends. I never imagined that we would be because you always seemed so shy and timid and I’m, well, me.”

But, she liked him. She liked him exactly how he was. The urge to take his hand and tell him that she would do anything to be with him was strong, but she held herself back. She was curious to see where he was going.

“And then we got to know each other and it was so hard to talk to you every day and not say something, anything, about how I felt for you. It killed me when I found out you went to Hueco Mundo. I should have been able to protect you better. And I didn’t. I buried all of my feelings for you because you deserve better than I could ever give you.”

Clutching her cup, Orihime could barely breathe. This had to be a dream. There was no way that Kurosaki Ichigo was doing this right now. She’d wake-up any moment now and cry in her little futon as the pain of never having her love realized hit her with full force. 

Kurosaki-kun swallowed loudly and clenched his fists. “I could see that you liked me, but I told myself again and again that you should have the world and I can’t give it to you. Holding you back isn’t an option. But, I can’t do this anymore. Inoue, I can’t offer you anything besides myself, so maybe I’m just wasting my time here. I-I’m in love with you. The only girl I’ve ever liked has been you and, even if you want to stay friends, I want you in my life in any way that you will have me.”

Orihime didn’t speak. She didn’t know what to say. This couldn’t be real. Kurosaki-kun would never confess to her. He’d marry some girl with good pedigree and had the money to go to a nice university and see all the things she wanted to. 

“Inoue? Please, say something.”

Mouth opening and closing a few times, Orihime didn’t know what to say. The very thing she had always wanted was right in front of her and she couldn’t speak. Instead, she took his hand and wrapped her smaller hands around it. She loved how big his hands were, had always wanted to hold them just like this.

Threading their fingers together, she hoped she could convey what she wanted to.

Seeming to get her message, Kurosaki-kun followed her lead and clutched her hand. “Is that a ‘yes’?”

Orihime let out a watery chuckle. She hadn’t even noticed the tears building up. “I never thought you’d like me back. I always thought you would find someone better than me.”

“There’s no one better than you.”

“That’s not true. I can be selfish sometimes, Kurosaki-kun. I probably should have said something years ago, but I was terrified you would reject me so I never did. Even then, I still hoped that you would notice me.”

“I couldn't go a day without noticing you. You’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met.” 

Kurosaki-kun lifted his hand up to place a kiss on the back of it. If this was a dream, she hoped she never woke up. 

“Do you want to go somewhere else? There’s a new sci-fi movie playing that I think you’ll like.”

“I’d love to.”

Kurosaki-kun paid for their coffee and the movie, refusing her offer to pay each time she tried to push money into his hands. He’d been unable to stop her from paying for their popcorn and drinks as she’d raced to the counter and handed her money to the cashier before she’d even ordered. 

The movie had been pretty good, but it was the man beside her that made it worthwhile. He’d lifted the drink holder between them and pulled her closer. With her head on his shoulder and his arm around her, it’d been the best first date she’d been on. 

After the movie, Kurosaki-kun had offered to take her to dinner at a nice restaurant. She dragged him to a little ramen stall that sold the best shoyu ramen she’d ever had. “I don’t need you to spend a lot of money to show me that you care,” she insisted. “I just want to spend time with you. Go with me to the beach and park every once in a while and I’ll be happy.”

“You deserve way more, though.”

“Don’t I get to decide that, Kurosaki-kun?” Taking his hand, she looked into his eyes and poured all the love she felt for him into that stare. “I’ve loved you for a really long time and I’ve never wanted you to take me to fancy places. I wanted you to love me back. And, now that I know you do,” she squeezed his hand, “I couldn’t be happier. If you really want to spend money on me, then save it for birthdays or our anniversary.”

“Anniversary?” Kurosaki-kun raised a brow. “Getting a bit ahead of yourself, aren’t you?” The grin he sent her took the bite out of his words.

“Didn’t you know? Now that I have you, I’m not letting you go. I’m a selfish person like that.”

“That’s good, because I’m the same way.” Kurosaki-kun pulled her closer to him as they stood outside the stall. “I’m not going to let you go as long as you want me.”

“Then it’s a good thing that I’ll always want you.”

“It’s the best thing.” 

He took her lips with his for their first kiss, sending sparks down her spine and igniting a raging inferno in her belly. Her arms wrapped around his neck and buried themselves in his hair. She’d never felt more loved and wanted.  

[life-of-the-obsessed]

Randomly started to update Under The Blue Sky again 🙃 I realized I kinda just talk into the void on there cuz that site isn’t great at communication.

I’d love to become friends with any other fanfiction writers in the fandom so I don’t feel so randomly outside even tho I’ve been writing in this fandom for like 9 years haha 😭

[foolish-savant]

I just realized that we have no clue the ages of any of the Soul Reapers or Espada. Have you just been shipping a 17 year-old with people who may or may not be hundreds of years old and have just accepted it?

Yes this is about Ichiruki and I’m tired of pretending I’m comfortable with it. Same with any ship between a minor and a character who is very much an adult.

[zabiume]

never forget who invented the "ichigo is a bad cook" headcanon 😤

[ichihime]

IH WEEK 2023 ➞ DAY 02. We Do Knot Always Love You

They walked side by side together to her apartment, a heavy silence and a measured distance hanging between them. Ichigo and Orihime parted ways with the others upon arriving back in Karakura Town, Chad and Uryu both having read the mood and politely excusing themselves to give them some much appreciated privacy. From his periphery, Ichigo noticed Orihime tense, holding back a shiver against the chilly night air. He shrugged out of his suit jacket (Yuzu had insisted on pressing it for the wedding) and wordlessly draped it around her shoulders. The corner of his lips turned upwards when he saw her relax into its warmth, just before her wide honey eyes flickered up to meet his gaze. “It’s cold out tonight.” he explained, answering her question before she had a chance to voice it. His throat felt dry, and he had to concentrate on his words to ensure his voice wouldn’t catch. Inwardly, he cursed himself for being so nervous. “Yes, it is.” she agreed, her voice barely above a whisper as she nodded once. She smiled warmly as she looked at him, a light pink dusting her cheekbones. “Thank you.” “O-Of course.” he said without thinking, the words coming to him more easily than he’d have thought. Ichigo tried not to focus too much on how naturally it came to him; caring for her, that is. Instead he forced himself to breathe in and out, to count each step he took (each one far too many), to ignore how his fingers just barely brushed against hers for the third time as they drifted too close together as they make their way to her home — only for them to pull away sharply, as if burned by drifting too close to one another. Like planets, drawn into one another’s orbit. He remembered their exchange before stepping into Senkaimon, how he steeled himself to ask her for something he wasn’t quite certain she wanted to give; how he swallowed the thick lump of fear in his throat, and how her quiet, breathless utterance of “There’s no time better than the present, Kurosaki-kun.” sent his heart fluttering, untwisted all the knots in his stomach, and made his face burn with blush. Ichigo had never anticipated her bold reply (and it was bold of her; even as she clasped her hands tightly in front of her heart and stuttered over her words), but it made his heartbeat race in his ears. How had he quieted his feelings for so long? And if he were to truly believe Renji’s words, how had she?

[ellewons]

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[delirium-keeper]

Ichigo learns who he is in the dark

Please comment and critique

[hatshepsuthypatia]

The worst part about NOT reading your NoTP's fanfiction (especially if you are a lover of reading fiction) is the amount of good stories you miss out on!!!!!!!!!

Like i am a big IchiHime (Bleach), Harrymione (HP) and Pearlshipping/Amourshipping (Pokemon) fan which meant I was missing out on seriously good FF on Ulquihime, IchiRuki, Romione/Hinny/Dramione, and other Ash ships.

Like do I believe my faves are super OOC in my NoTP fics? Yes.

Do I dislike the idea of NoTP ending together? Also Yes.

But do I believe that the NoTP fic I just begrudgingly read has potential to be an amazing standalone story, and that'd be the most brilliant read had the names been changed? ABSO-FUCKI-LUTELY YES.

[anothanobody]

i know i’m getting annoying but. i need help in something. i was writing a draft for a new ichihime fanfic. yes i know. i’m doing too much. but help.

it’s an estimate, so at one point during these huge arcs, including invasions and other events. beginning, middle, end.

[whocarestbhly]

ain’t sweet enough.

prologue: chocolates and strawberries.

part one

(a/n: this story contains mature themes such as domestic abuse, sexual themes, death of characters, and mild language)

other tags: fluff, Ichihime, angst, slow start, romance.

(a/n: also, this is my first story so go easy on me like Adele said, i’ll get better overtime. feel free to give me some advice and critique, i’ll listen and respond to you. not to those being a little disrespectful though. also, i feel as if Ichigo and Orihime don’t get no love, so that’s why i wanted to do this story. anyway, we’ll see how it goes. smooches!)

A Convenience Store in Tokyo, Japan. 2:56am.

‘And there I was. In the middle of the soda and beverage aisle. My mouth wide open and my eyes glued to probably the most beautiful person on the planet.’

The previously scowling man stood there openly staring at the red headed beauty, who was having a tough time deciding on which milk to buy. He told himself that he was only at the store to pick up a few staple items: bread, milk, eggs, cigarettes, and beer. Placing the last item on his list in the basket, he started to make his way to the cashier. That's when he stopped dead in his tracks.

Ichigo Kurosaki, a twenty year old man was a man who had problems of showing his emotions. He usually bore a mean scowl on his face, scaring many people off, and he was known as a rough troublemaker. Of course, he had crushes in the past and thought of some women as attractive, but he never acted on his thoughts. And honestly, they never kept his attention long. He’ll usually get caught up in his job, hanging out with his friends, or unintentionally beat some jerk’s ass. His friends tried to tell him that he should get a hold on his temper and stop scowling, or else he'll scare all the girls away.

God, he should've listened to their advice. While he was gawking at the oblivious beauty, his heart hammered against his chest, which is a feeling he rarely got. He could feel the blood rushing into his face, and his palms were getting all sweaty.

If any gangster saw the former infamous high school bad boy, Ichigo Kurosaki, getting flustered by some pretty lady, they would be finding themselves picking up their jaws.

Finally, the woman decided on 2% milk, and was heading towards the cashier, which was at the front. Thankfully, it was away from him. But then again, she's inching close to walking out the store, and there’s a chance he’ll never see her again. He became more anxious at that thought and he didn’t know what to do. It’s not like he didn’t want to speak to her, he just didn’t know how. He’s not what you would call a people person and he was completely fine with that until just now. For the first time, he wanted to talk to someone, a woman at that. He just doesn’t know how to go about it.

She happily laid her food items on the counter: butter, eggs, cheese, red bean paste, milk...

Okay, okay. Ichigo, we don’t even know this woman. It’ll be creepy to just ask for her number. Plus, she could be nuts for all you know.

He squared his shoulders, straightened his back, and held his usual determined scowl. Clenching his handheld store basket, he made his way to the counter. And he was there, one foot away from the being that was making his heart race.

"Okay that'll be-" The cashier was about to announce the total price, until the lady interrupted him.

"Oh, I knew I forgot something! I'll be right back Mister Urahara!" She hurried to the back of the store, and in a minute or less, she came back with a pack of strawberries. Her eyes laid on Ichigo's, which made his heart rate to a little more faster.

He nervously swallowed, and tried his absolute best not to coward. But unexpectedly, the red beauty gave him bright smile. "You don't mind if I cut in front, do you?" She innocently said, which would make him say yes to anything she'd request.

"Nah. I don't mind at all." Ichigo moved out the way. She smiled even wider, "Thank you, kind gentleman." She slid back, and placed the strawberries on the counter, and the old man rung it up. "Okay, that'll be $15.48." She gave him her debit card and waited for her receipt. When he gave it to her, she grabbed her bags and turned around. "See ya later Mister Urahara!"

"You be careful out there!" The old man smiled and waved. Again, her sweet gray eyes landed on Kurosaki's deep brown ones. "And thank you, kind gentleman." He gently waved back, "Don't sweat it."

She carried her two bags of groceries to her car, which was a red beetle. Put the bags in the trunk and hopped in the front and drove off. Welp, probably the last time you’ll see her again. He silently sighed but shook it off as he laid his items on the counter for the man to ring up. “How are you, Ichigo?” Mister Urahara, the owner of the store. He ran the store for the past eight years and has been a local for twelve years, so he’s pretty familiar with everyone around the area.

"Ya staying out of trouble?" He started to ring me up. I rested my elbow on the counter and cradled my head. "I can't afford to get in trouble." Then Ichigo released a long sigh, "I lost my job today."

The cashier grunted, "What's this? The seventh job you've quit for this year?" Mister Urahara chuckled finishing up his order. Ichigo rolled his eyes, "Nope it's only the second. Geez, I knew you was losing your memory but I didn't know it was this bad." Urahara chuckled rubbing his head as Ichigo continued, “But I had a good reason this time. He was working me overtime not even giving me the pay I deserve. I even tried to explain why I couldn't work late hours but he ignored me."

"That'll be $18.50” Mister Urahara said.

Ichigo sighed, "Kinda like you're doing to me right now."

"I heard every word you said, boy." Ichigo gave him his card. He swiped it. "Well, I guess it wasn't meant to be for that job." He gave me the bags. Ichigo was about to grab them and head towards the door but the man put his hand on his shoulder to stop him from doing so.

"If you need a job, you could work here. I know I always say that, but it’s the truth.” Urahara offered to him. He’s been offering Ichigo the same opportunity for the past months, but Ichigo gives him the same reply. "Please, old man. Why would I wanna work here? They're ain't that much pay in this job."

“True, true," The manager nodded in agreement and retreated his hand from his shoulder. "But the hours here are very flexible, meaning you could come in at anytime and leave at anytime." Ichigo grabbed his bags and headed towards the door, “Appreciate the offer once again, but no thanks.”

“Also, you get the chance to talk to my regular customer Orihime-san.” He mischievously smirked at the younger man and continued. “Yeah, yeah. I saw how you were drooling over the woman.”

Ichigo popped a vein, “Oi, just because you’re a perv, doesn’t mean I’m one. I’m not just gonna accept a job because of a girl.”

Urahara raised a brow, “Oh? So you don’t deny your attraction to the woman?” Ichigo narrowed his eyes and sucked his teeth, “Shut up.” As he slammed the door.

On his way back to his apartment, it started to rain.

"Damn it, why does it have to rain now?" Ichigo cursed to himself while driving on the presoaked roads. It was past midnight and in the middle of December. He didn't really care for driving, especially at night. He brought a cigarette to his mouth reached for his lighter in his back pocket. A thunder boomed in the background, and a thought crossed his mind. Why was she out so late anyway? A girl like her should be at the house getting her beauty sleep. There's perverts and dangerous men-

He almost choked on his cig.

But it was like fate were pulling them together, as he saw the red head on the side of the road, parked near a lake. It looked as if her red Volkswagen Beetle had broken down, due to all the smoke that was coming from her hood.

In a flash, he pulled over.

She was soaking wet, gripping her phone for dear life. "Please pick up Tatsuki-Chan...." She silently pleaded while on the verge of tears. She didn't like being alone in the middle of the night. The thought alone scared her. But she didn't have any food at home and she had to make the choice to stop to the store after work.

"Tatsuki here! Sorry I'm not at home at the mom-" Inoue Orhime let her anger get the best of her as she pulled her phone away from her ear and threw it on the soft ground. She huffed in annoyance, her beautiful face twisted in a distressed snare. "I want to cry." And she did cry. Her eyes puffed up as she looked under the hood. Her motor was giving off pure black smoke. She should've sold this car years ago but her heart couldn't allow her to do that. She held precious memories with Gumball (the name she gave the beetle).

Now, she was left stranded on the side of a highway while it was pouring cats and dogs. She didn’t even have the energy to grab her umbrella, she was already soaking wet. But then she heard a howling nearby. I should get in the car. Coyotes could be out tonight. But she heard a car door slam. Terrified, she whipped her head in the direction of the sound and looked into his eyes.

Chocolate. She remembers those chocolate brown eyes.

"H-hey." Her voice squeaked as she stared at the dude she just seen at the convenience store. He stared back at her as he casually strolled to the car. He looked under her hood, "Damn, the engine's blowed." He stated bluntly then looked at her face which had fresh tears. His eyes roamed her soaking wet body. He quickly turned his head away from her gorgeous curves as he inspected the car further.

"Looks l-like it." She tried to clear her voice to sound more confident but failed miserably. Ichigo looked at the busted motor with some thought. Moments later, he spoke. "I know a car shop around the corner. They can have your car ready for you in a day." He informed her, as she looked up at him surprised.

He gazed into her honey doe eyes, then there was that familiar pound to his heart. "I-uh got there number. I'll call them for you so they can fill in an appointment to fix your car.” He scratched the back of his head uneasily whilst melting under her gaze.

"You'll do that for me?" She asked the man who was more than a foot taller than her petite frame. He could've been intimidating to her if he didn't offer to do such kind things for her. He gulped but slightly smiled, “With no problem.” She gave him another one of her blinding smiles, making him blush a little. Then ran up to the man and side-hugged him. "Thank you, kind gentleman!” He tensed at the sudden hug and cool sensation. “Hey, you’re wet!” She quickly pulled back and chuckled, “Oops, sorry.”

He offered to drive her home and she nodded, thanking him again. He just waved it off and helped her groceries in the back of his Jeep. He also reminded her that he phone was on the ground. Embarrassed, she thanked him as she picked it up. It wasn't a quite drive after she decided that he wasn't a bad guy. In fact, he was rather nice. Ichigo would think on the contrary.

When they first got in the car, she hit him with a bus load of questions. "So kind gentleman, what's your name?" She delightfully smiled. He put the key in ignition.

"Kurosaki. Kurosaki Ichigo." The Jeep started and he offered her a hint of a smile. Her held out her hand, "Great name, kind-oop. Kurosaki-kun!" She giggles at her clumsiness, and he simply smirked while shaking her hand. He drove onto the road.

"What's your name?" Though, he kinda already knew because of the old man. "My name is Inoue Orihime!" She chirped, gladly introducing herself, placing her hand on her hips. "A superwoman in disguise!" She tried to laugh boisterously. He raised any eyebrow at her antics. Okay, she’s kinda nuts. But what’s bad about that?

"So what do you do for a living?" She freely asked, he smirked while reaching in his box for a new cig. "I sell drugs." He said bluntly putting the cig in the corner of his mouth. He lit the cig amused as he looked her face of shock. "K-Kurosaki-kun...."

"Just kidding. I'm actually out of work." He chuckled and she caught on and laughed with him. "Jeez, don't scare me like that, Kurosaki-kun." He chuckled a bit, “Same question for you. What do you do for living?” Orihime hummed, “I’m a part-time baker downtown. But my dream job is to become a nurse. I’m currently going to school for that.”

Ichigo let out a puff of smoke, “Really? Sounds like you got it all planned.” She smiled at him, “I’m trying. It’s not easy as you can see with what happened with my car.” He nodded his head, “Well, you can’t predict everything.” And she agreed and the car was silent for a moment until she spoke again.

“So, would do you wish to be?” She asked him a question on which he doesn’t dwell on anymore. But he hummed and pondered, “I don’t know yet. Right now, I just want a job that’ll pay the bills.” Orihime nodded her head this time and thought for a moment, “You know, you’ll make a great car inspector. Or someone who works in mechanics.” He laughed at that.

“You’re just saying that because I just helped you out.” She laughed with him. “Perhaps.”

After a smooth, short ride. Which was too short for Ichigo personally. The two redheads made it to her home safely. "Welp, we're here." She announced as he drove into the apartment complex's parking lot. He park in a random spot, "Yep." Ichigo said, somewhat deflated.

Honestly, he enjoyed the conversation they had up until now. Sure, the more she spoke, the weirder she was but it in a wholesome manner. Anyway, he became comfortable with her and kinda wanted to see more of her. But he didn't know how to bring that part up since they were now at her crib, dropping her off. He didn't just want to spring the question: 'Ay, so I think you and me hit it off pretty well. So what about it? Six o'clock at Seymour's Restaurant?'

A pregnant pause loomed inside the car. She cleared her throat, adding to the awkwardness. "Would you-"

"So um-"

They both spoke at the same time. Another pause entered until Orihime broke it with a soft giggle. "You go first." She said, he smiled lightly. "Okay, I wanted to know if we could...um, you know. Keep in touch?" He asked, unsure if it sounded too creepy. She blinked at him.

He shuffled in his seat at her reaction and continued to talk. "I-I know we just met like 15 minutes ago, but keep in touch so I’d know if everything went right with your car and you seem like decent company and I thought- n-never mind. If you don't want to, it's fine-"

Orihime laughed, loudly this time. "Kurosaki-kun, it's fine." She pulled out a notepad and written something on it. After a few seconds, she handed the paper to him. "Here's my phone number. My phone is wet right now since I dropped it. But make sure you text me so that I can have your number.” Orihime handed Ichigo the slip of paper. He smirked, “I will. Take care and make sure not to throw your phone in anymore water due to anger.” She giggled and pumped her fist into the air, "I'll do my best!" Ichigo slightly shook his head. Then her smaller hand was placed on his larger hands, "I did enjoy meeting you, Kurosaki-kun. I think you're nice company too." She smiled sweetly making the guy next to her blush. He fiddled with his collar, trying to loosen the fabric.

"Yeah. I do my best.” Was all he said, as she grabbed her belongings and said her final goodbyes as she walked towards her apartment. This was about to be very interesting, he thought. Little did he know, that was also what Orihime Inoue was thinking.

The old man had just finished counting the money in the register and was about to move to sweeping the nasty floor. He was humming an old tone, till he heard a car door slam from outside.

He didn't pay it no mind until a man came running frantically to the register. "What in the ham sandwich-" He stopped as he recognized the face. "Boy, whatcha doing around here again?"

"I'll take it." The orange head said, trying to catch his breath. The old man squinted at him like he grew a second head, "Take what?"

Kurosaki Ichigo gave him the same look, only with a hint of determination. "What do think I mean? The damn job!” He said as Urahara blinked in shock. Then the owner started to smirk but before he could say anything, Ichigo beat him to it.

“And no, it’s not because of the girl, you perv.” Ichigo rolled his eyes as Urahara chuckled but gave him some paperwork.

“Sure, it’s not.”

end of chapter.

(a/n: alrighty, that’s how we gonna start it. i’m going to be editing here and there. but lemme know if you guys want me to continue the story.)

[momoty]

𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁 .

! Classificação: 10 anos

Personagens: Orihime J-Idol, Ichigo membro de uma banda, Uryu estilista, Chad lutador, Rukia Kuchiki (aparição), Rangiku Matsumoto (aparição), Keigo Asano (aparição), Tatsuki Arisawa (aparição), Don Kanonji (aparição), Byakuya Kuchiki (citado), Urahara Kizuki (citado), Yoruichi Shihoi (citada), Time Karakura na vida adulta.

Casais: IchiHime, ChadIshi, RenRuki.

Gênero: romance, fluffy.

Outros: short fic, universo alternativo, casais principais se apaixonando, época de white day.

Capítulos: ???

Idioma: Português(BR)

Nota: Essa é a minha primeira fanfic de Bleach, estou nervosa! Rsrs.

A idéia veio com um dos temas do evento Orihime Week em que as pessoas deveriam produzir algo inspirado na idéia da Hime sendo uma Idol.

Não sou boa em escrita, já produzi duas fanfics (uma de Gravity Falls e outra do livro Sem Coração) que não chegaram a serem concluídas (fora as minhas histórias originais que nem saíram do primeiro capítulokk). Acho que uma one-shot é um ótimo caminho considerando isso tudo... Essa história seria uma one-shot, porém acabei tendo muitas ideias e cheguei a conclusão de que não conseguiria coloca-las em um único capítulo.

- Comentários de dicas de escrita e sugestões de estrutura do blog para uma leitura mais agradável são sempre bem vindos!^^

- Por favor! Caso não goste de qualquer um dos ships não leia, apenas ignore o blog e siga a sua vida, afinal, nenhum de nós ganharemos algo em uma briga de ship kkkk.

Os personagens não me pertencem e são de total propriedade de seu criador original.

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O set de gravação do programa das quinze horas estava terminando os preparativos. As últimas garrafas de água estavam sendo colocadas nas mesinhas perto das cadeiras enfileiradas e os convidados especiais esperavam ansiosos nos camaris pela campainha tocar.

Sentando no puff, Ichigo Kurosaki, um guitarrista um tanto quando reconhecido em seu nicho, fazia perguntas em sua mente de como havia chegado até onde estava, afinal, programas cujo principal assunto eram fofocas e o mundo pop não eram exatamente o estilo da banda que participava.

O pequeno camarim era atormentado pelas risadas escandalosas que Keigo soltava a cada vítima de pegadinha do programa que passava pela pequena televisão.

Prestes a falar algo, Ichigo é interrompido pelo som da porta se fechando. Em frente à ela, parado e acompanhado de roupas novas, Uryu Ishida, um jovem estilista de nome já consolidado na indústria, se desculpava pelo seu atraso.

— De boa — O ruivo se levanta para pegar seu figurino, uma blusa moletom branca com um desenho simples de algo que se assemelha a uma caveira, figura presente na capa do último single lançado.

— Por que demorou?

— Tive que ajudar uma cliente importante, ela está neste prédio aliás. Desculpe, não achei que tomaria tanto tempo.

— Sério?! — Keigo com um sorriso que ia de orelha a orelha agarrou os ombros do estilista, se aproximando de seu rosto — Então, ela é bonita?

— Sr. Asano, isso é confidencial

— O QUE?! — E então o jovem rapaz se encolhia cabisbaixo.

— Até onde eu posso dizer, ela irá se apresentar no mesmo programa que vocês, talvez até mesmo se esbarrem pelos corredores — Ishida afastava as mãos do outro.

— Se vamos nos encontrar então não tem problema dizer quem é. E pare de me chamar de "senhor", faz eu me sentir um velho. EU SÓ TENHO VINTE ANOS!!

— Estou tentando manter o profissionalismo, você quem deveria usar meu sobrenome ao se referir a mim.

Pressentindo que uma discussão desagradável e nada lucrativa, Ichigo interrompeu os dois homens a sua frente.

— Desculpe o meu amigo carente aqui, Ishida — Ele deu tapinhas fortes na costas de Keigo que reclamou assim que pararam fazendo Uryu dar um leve suspiro.

— Mas, para falar a real, eu meio que fiquei curioso também.

— A minha cliente é a famosa Idol misteriosa que terá um debut stage hoje.

— Uhm. Acho que ouvi alguma coisa sobre. A Yuzu não parava de falar sobre ela.

— Bem, a empresa que a gerencia decidiu que faria dela um mistério, para gerar mais comoção ao público. Eles deram muito duro quanto a isso, então não quero ser o culpado a estragar a surpresa. Não quando falta tão pouco para o dia importante dela.

Em menos de vinte minutos o programa começou. A abertura era uma apresentação de um girlgroup que cantava uma música sobre paixões, combinando com o tema do dia: White Day.

Após a apresentação dos convidados e do papo furado com Don Kanonji, o apresentador, o momento mais esperado havia chegado. Atrás de uma tela branca e fosca, a tão esperada Idol estava prestes a mostrar o seu rosto pela primeira vez enquanto cantava seu mais famoso single.

Foi quando a tela despencou no chão que o mundo começou a se tornar cada vez mais lento, pelo menos para Ichigo Kurosaki que sentiu seu rosto esquentar e seu coração ficando confuso, oscilando entre parar e ter batidas rápidas em seu peito.

Caminhando em direção ao centro do estúdio, ela, a garota que Ichigo jamais poderia esquecer o rosto e o nome, Orihime Inoue, sua pequena paixão de pré adolescência. A garota que desapareceu de sua vida após a morte do irmão. A garota que só ouvia falar quando sua melhor amiga Tatsuki Arisawa comentava sobre.

Com sua doce e gentil voz, ela prendia a atenção dos outros artistas presentes no programa.

— Duplas formadas, vamos finalmente começar este especial de White Day!

Os convidados estavam sentados em duplas misturando-se com os outros artistas, com as meninas do girlgroup sentadas ao lado dos membros da banda, algumas fazendo par com seu próprio grupo por causa da exceção de participantes, o que ocasionou um bom fanservice para os fãs.

— Ah cara! O Ichigo acabou sendo a dupla da Orihime! Eu quem deveria ter ficado no lugar dele. Estou com inveja...

— Eu posso ouvir o que está dizendo — a voz do outro lado chamou a atenção de Keigo — Sr. Asano é muito sortudo por Tomu ser a sua dupla, então cuide bem dela, sim? — Rin, a Idol conhecida por ser a mais durona em seu grupo, repreendia o baixista.

— Opa opa! Parece que as coisas estão começando a esquentar aqui, hehe. Então vamos começar!

O especial levava provas em que os participantes, com seus pares, deveriam fazer chocolates, artesanatos e responder fatos sobre uns aos outros, aqueles que conseguissem cumprir a maioria das provas ganhava o prêmio de melhor "casal" do ano.

— Kurosaki, já que não sabemos muito sobre um ao outro, vamos conversar enquanto isso.

— Ah! Certo... Meu nome é Ichigo Kurosaki, tenho vinte anos e toco guitarra. — Ele fatiava as barras de chocolate que seriam derretidas para fazer outro chocolate só que mais decorado.

— Sou Orihime Inoue, tenho vinte anos e, como pode ver a pouco, canto. — Ela colocava os pedaços de chocolate em uma grande tigela de vidro.

— Pode parecer meio engraçado, Inoue, mas deixe-me tentar um palpite. Eu preciso saber se estou certo antes de continuarmos essa conversa. Ichigo sorria desajeitado. Você por acaso seria Orihime Inoue de Karakura?

Os olhares e as câmeras foram todos direcionados para a dupla. Como esperando, claro, afinal Orihime era a estrela do programa durante aquele episódio.

— Espera. Vocês se conhecem?

Um reencontro depois de anos! Que bela matéria. Don Kanonji pensou consigo mesmo.

— Inoue e Kurosaki se conhecem? Tomu perguntou.

Todos esperavam uma resposta de Orihime, que só percebeu o questionamento quando olhou de volta para Ichigo que a olhava curioso.

— Cresci até o começo de minha adolescência em Karakura. Como Kurosaki sabe disso?

— Lembro de você na época do colegial. Não acredito que seja você mesma.

O set ficou em silêncio para ouvir a conversa dos dois fazendo com que um estranho nervosismo subisse em Ichigo.

— Quero dizer. Tenho uma amiga de lá com quem cresci. Sempre que conversamos sobre nossas vidas ela menciona você.

Orihime deu um risinho.

— Ah sim, posso imaginar quem seja.

— Então vocês se conhecem? Rin perguntou.

— Mais ou menos...? Estou lembrando de Kurosaki na escola também, mas não éramos próximos.

— Vocês dois conhecem a mesma pessoa e moraram na mesma cidade mas nunca chegaram a se encontrar. E aqui estamos hoje! Keigo soltou surpreso.

— No programa do Don Kanonji especial White Day!. Seria esse o verdadeiro começo de um romance? O apresentador olhou para a câmera e uma música extremamente brega e romântica começava a tocar fazendo com que um humor comediante tomasse o ar do estúdio.

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[rainyyjade]

Hey guys so I was writing this story on FanFiction a long time ago. I finally updated my story! I really enjoyed writing it so I hope all the people who had started reading it on my old fanfic account find this one! @rozuberry I believe this pic is by this creator.

Parhelion

Prologue

Ch. 1 - We're Friends

Ch. 2 - The Haircut

Ch. 3 - Study Night

Ch. 4 - Night at the Kurosakis - Part 1

Ch. 5 - Night at the Kurosakis - Part 2 NEW

[life-of-the-obsessed]

Is it lame to make art off your own fanfic? 😅 oh well! This is based on Under The Blue Sky that can be read on fanfiction!