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The following was done out of pure boredom and takes place after the Queen's and Ichigo's sexual experience in Rukia's inner world.

I want Him.

To feel the warmth of his body, enveloping me in ever-lasting bliss, where there are no worries, no consequences, no discrimination - only Him.

When our bodies became one, I became more than just a hollow: I felt his essence fill me, the flames of his soul - his passion - burning me from the inside, and it was wonderful; the way he touches me, caresses my skin with love and kindness, makes me all but ecstatic and lustful for his presence, to know that I am desirable to him. I will have him once more, and twice more and thrice more, so that our souls and bodies unite in pain and pleasure and bliss.

With Him, I am not a hollow - I am a woman: my body aches for his touch, I shiver with anticipation as I see his longing eyes staring deep into the depths of my very being and I scream with pleasure as he enters my body and fills me with his being; if I were to describe what he means to me, I would say that he makes me 'whole'.

I've come to develop a theory regarding my kind: when hollows devour other souls, they excuse it - that is, if they even have enough intelligence to talk - as satisfying their hunger; but hollows cannot die, and so their 'hunger' is meaningless - why is it, then, that they forever seek to devour the souls of others?

I finally understand it: they wish to negate their hollow existence and becoming 'whole' once more - they devour any and all souls they encounter, for they wish to experience that which was robbed from them, their entity - but they will not avail.

Those hollows eat because they wish to become whole, that is their wish, their 'love'; I know better than that, though: I have found 'love', I have found purpose within Him - my wish is for my existence to become entwined with His, so that we may both fill the holes that the cruel tides of fate had left within us.

Obsessed? Don't make me laugh.

He wants it just as much as I do, I can feel it: to feel the touch of someone close to him, to know that he his wanted and desired, he wishes to be accepted, just like other humans; to exist in loneliness will only serve in devouring him whole, destroying the very essence of his being and making him a hollow among the living.

To become that which He longs for - that is my desire: to become the source of his happiness, to make the his flames burn ever so stronger - I will stop at nothing to bring him the existence he deserves, that of never being alone and always having a place to call home, within me.

Even if this world chooses to mock us, judge us and discriminate us, it will make little difference: so long as we have one another...

...everything will be perfect - a perfect world.