Simple & Lovely

Finished: 8/4/ 2013

He glanced at her face, sleeping and peaceful before he searched in the dark for his white, button up shirt. A small part of him whispered quietly that he should probably just get back in the bed with her. It wasn't as though he couldn't skip a day at work. He was ahead of the game there.

He stopped looking for his shirt and looked at the young woman who was sleeping in the bed that he was next to. Her face was soft looking and pale, and a faint smile was etched into her lips. Her short black hair framed her face well, giving her a more beautiful look. Her only covering was the blanket they had been sharing until five minutes ago, but her beautiful thin body was still carved in his mind, her smooth skin still tingling on his fingertips.

Was this how it always was when people had these encounters? He had coworkers brag to him how they had them, and never talked to their temporary partners again after the experience. Glancing at the lady in the bed, he wondered if he wanted to just not contact her anymore.

He glanced around the floor, this time half heartedly, still looking for his shirt. He looked at her again. She really was beautiful. What did she do for a living? From the conversation they had earlier, what he could remember anyways, she seemed very intelligent. There was any number of things she could be, from a model to a lawyer.

Looking at the ground on final time, he found his shirt and lightly picked it up.

The small part of him that had at first whispered 'don't go' was now shouting to drop the shirt and sneak back into bed with her.

Giving a quiet sigh, he looked at the nightstand where he had managed to throw his cell phone in the torrent of passion just a few hours before, and found a digital clock beside an outline of a lamp that read 2:20 AM. If he was going to leave, he should do it now.

But there was an attraction too strong to let him just leave. He looked at her again and couldn't help thinking he had just fallen for a girl he met at a bar. Sighing again, and giving a soft smile, he quietly leaned over the bed and kissed her on the forehead.

She woke up to the sun peaking through the blinds of her window and stretched underneath her bed sheets. In her half awake state, she was surprised to find herself nude, but she quickly remembered.

Looking around, she searched for any trace of her visitor, hoping that he had left something of his, but her room was clean. She laughed humorlessly. That's what she got for hoping something would happen…

Last night, after she was sure he was asleep, she took a closer look at the man she had brought home. His orange hair was oddly attractive, and she found herself holding back the urge to run her fingers through it. He had lean muscles hidden by smooth tan skin, and a jaw line that could make any woman swoon. And if she remembered right, a smirk that could make your heart stop.

He was nothing short of handsome, and from the conversation they had before, he had a brain under that mess of orange hair. He had to have been a perfect guy. She found herself unconsciously placing a soft kiss on his cheek before checking her clock. 1:50 AM. She guessed that would be the goodbye kiss.

Coming back to the present, she slowly found her robe, hoping to find some kind of contact information in the pockets. She felt silly for hoping when she found nothing, but it was worth a try.

Upon opening her bedroom door, she was met with a delicious aroma of coffee mixed with an omelet. She immediately went on the defensive until she saw in her kitchenette, the orange haired man from the night before. He stood dressed in the same clothes she had met him in as his deep chocolate eyes looked up from the mug he was drinking from.

"Oh, good morning." Even his voice was melodic. "I hope you don't mind but I made coffee and breakfast."

He noticed her jewel-like eyes blink in surprise. "I don't… but I thought you left…"

"Sorry, but I couldn't leave without thanking you. And possibly getting your name."

"Kuchiki Rukia."

She watched as his lips formed a smirk. "It's nice to formally meet you. I'm Kurosaki Ichigo."

"Likewise. So, do you always make breakfast for one night stands?"

"Well, seeing as you're my first, I don't think that's very likely."

"Small world. This… was my first one night stand too…"

"Ah." Ichigo said, still keeping the heart-stopping smirk on his face. "So, I was wondering if you were busy today."

Rukia went to her silverware drawer and found a clean eating utensil. "No, I'm free. Are you asking me out on a date?"

"Well… honestly, I don't really know how these things go, but I do know that normally people part ways after this. I don't think I want to part ways with you."

Blinking a bit, Rukia smiled. "Are you sure…?"

"Sure enough to take a day off. Optimistic that you'll say yes."

"Way to put the pressure on, Kurosaki."

Ichigo chuckled. "Please, we've seen each other naked. You can call me Ichigo."

Rukia couldn't help but laugh at the comment. "Okay, well you can call me by my first name. It's only fair."

"So, what do you say, Rukia?"

"Sure, why not? It sounds fun."

"Okay. Let's meet at the train station. We can go in the main part of the city. I'll treat you to lunch." He said as he washed out the coffee mug, putting it back where he found it. "I'll be there in an hour." Shortly after, he left through the front door, leaving Rukia to enjoy her breakfast.

"This is good…"

An hour later, the two of them met at the station as promised, both in their street clothes. He gave a smile when he saw her.

"You came. I gotta be honest. I half expected you to stand me up."

"I wouldn't do that. I said I would be here."

"So let's go do something fun."

Rukia nodded with a smile, and got their tickets before boarding the train.

"So," Ichigo started. "I guess I should start by asking about yourself."

"Well, I'm Kuchiki Rukia. Twenty-four years old. I work as an assistant to a philosophy professor at Tokyo University, but I'm working on getting my Master's in Philosophy at the moment. I have an older brother who's a huge business scion and that's about it for now, I guess."

"Your big brother is Kuchiki Byakuya, huh?"

"Y-yeah…" Rukia suddenly regretted giving that information. When she had told people before, they seemed to either get scared of her, or be more interested in her name or her brother's company.

"I did a job for him once…"

"A job…?"

Ichigo nodded. "He sent chills down my spine at first, but then he wasn't so bad. He hated me calling him by his first name though…"

"What do you do?"

"Advertisement. It's pretty fun. You meet people like Byakuya. Anyways, I'm Kurosaki Ichigo, and I'm twenty-four. Got two younger sisters and my dad's a doctor. My goal is to help as many people as possible. And a side-note: I'm more interested in you than your name."

Rukia blushed as he smirked at her. "How did-"

"It's written all over your face. Don't worry so much."

A few minutes later, they reached downtown Tokyo and went walking through the crowded city. Both were used to it from their jobs, so they knew how to stick together. Rukia ended up getting hungry after awhile, and they found themselves at an oddly quiet restaurant.

"So, your treat right?"

"As long as it's not too insane of a request." He replied, making Rukia smile. "Listen, I hope this is okay. I know that usually one night stands don't result in situations like this… but when I saw you this morning, I didn't want to just leave without talking to you again…"

Rukia smiled. "I'm glad you didn't just leave. Now give me your phone." Ichigo complied and after half a minute, she handed the phone back. "Now you have my info." The waiter came back shortly after and after a bite to eat, they decided to temporarily part ways.

"I'll be expecting a call from you soon."

"You got it." Ichigo said as he watched Rukia walk off, a smile painted on his face.

AN: Okay, that is the last one for the night. I have a few more on the back burner, but if anyone who is reading has any ideas for me, you should totally either leave it in the reviews or PM me. I will give credit where credit is due, and if it's something I can feasibly do, I'll just give the author's name and a summary of the story idea. Reviewers can tell me whether I hit the mark or not. Just let me know! Thanks for reading! ^.^