Shinigami Lover

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1. "That man, Kurosaki, is a shinigami. Be careful, don't stare at him!"

Orihime Inoue didn't understand why her friend told her not to look at the man. She knew very well that staring was something rude but look at him, Ichigo Kusosagi was really handsome with that bright orange hair and well-built body. He was just really attractive to her. How could someone take their eyes off him?

Orihime found it was weird, why would someone like him nicknamed Shinigami. Ichigo Kurosaki looked nothing like a soul reaper. Well at least Orihime didn't think that he looked like one. She didn't think there had been any soul reaper who was as sexy as this man.

"I said stop staring," the shorter girl with short hair whispered to the auburn haired girl who sat next to her, her violet eyes were on the monitor but she knew that her office-mate was currently looking at their young boss, the well-known Shinigami.

"I just can't understand why people called him Shinigami," Orihime whispered back, she still had her eyes on the tall guy in the same room with them, "I think he is okay."

She wanted to say that actually he was more than okay but she didn't need Rukia to tease her about that later.

Rukia sighed and looked at where Orihime looked at, "Oh shit, he's glaring at us!"

The short haired girl was right. The tall man was glaring at them an walked toward them. Rukia gave Orihime a sign to continue working before the man came to scold them. After all he was their supervisor.

Orihime still had her eyes on him when he stopped only few steps from the girls. He had this scowl on his handsome feature while his light brown eyes were studying the beautiful girl.

"So you're the temporary employee assigned here today?"

His voice was deep. Orihime had expected this kind of tone of his voice but she never thought it would be this nice in her ear. She decided right away that she liked his voice.

Orihime stood up nervously and bowed slightly, "Yes, my name is Orihime Inoue, I might be incompetent but it's a pleasure to work with you Kurosaki-san."

Rukia was pretending to check on several documents but her eyes were on the two people.

"You may call me Shinigami if you want," the man said with a deepened scowl, both of the girls were surprised but said nothing. This man had the ears of the devil, "I don't care about whatever nickname you give me."

Orihime bit her lower lip, she felt bad. Really...

Orihime was still trying to find a way to apologize when suddenly the man put on some documents on the table in front of her. She looked up at the man who was folding his arm in front of his chest now.

"Please take care of this assignment. Re-calculate everything and make it ready for the 3 o'clock meeting."

Orihime blinked as the man turned around to leave her. She knew she heard him right but she wondered if the man was kidding. She looked at her watch and frowned.

"W-what? But there's only one hour left!"

The man who hadn't walked too far turned to look at the girl. His scowl was deeper and his words were cold, "if you refrain you refrain from gossiping, you'll have enough time. Unless you want to be fired on your first day working here, I suggest you, do it!"

Orihime felt like she lost all strenght on her legs. She looked at his back as he walked leaving the room. Some other worker who was watching them started to talk rather loudly after the orange haired man left the room. Orihime, however, was ready to cry, she looked at her friend.

"D-do you think I will die?"

Rukia rolled her eyes, "Nah, you're okay. Well at least for now."

Orihime looked at the documents on her table. A cute pout was on her face when she checked on the assignment he gave her.

Ichigo Kurosaki was scary.

It had been a rumor amongst the workers. Ichigo Kurosaki was a shinigami. Any woman who became involved with the Shinigami would be doomed.

Car accident, illness, suicide... All of the woman who'd dated the Shinigami would die shortly after they began seeing him. That was the reason why he had been called Shinigami.

"Actually, to put it bluntly, you will die if you sleep with him."

Orihime frowned.

Rukia said it with a serious face and Orihime knew the raven haired girl wasn't joking or anything. She just didn't want to believe something like this.

They were in a restaurant together with another workers from their division and having a welcome party for the new employees who had started their job today.

Orihime took a glance over her shoulder to look at the so-called Shinigami drinking his beer without so much expression on his face.

"Does he have poison in his dick?"

Rukia face was red when she heard the question. Some of the people nearby also heard that but either they were too drunk or they didn't really want to hear, that no one reacted hearing her words.

"Orihime..." Rukia frowned, "I don't dislike what you say but it'll be great if you keep your voice down!"

Orihime nodded and make a sign with her hand as if telling her that she would not say things like that again.

"I heard, three women have died already," Rukia gave a sign with her finger to show Orihime something, "Look over there," Orihime eyes followed Rukia. She looked at the scowling man was sitting alone, drinking his beer with some people around him had their eyes on him.

Orihime wondered how he could drink normally while it was crystal clear that those people were talking about him.

"Those women fear him so much that they won't go near him," Rukia explained, Orihime just nodded, "and even though he was a great worker, those men were keep their distance from him too. I feel a little sorry for him too..."

Orihime sighed.

He felt sorry for him too.

That was really unfair...

"Hey, Inoue-san, why don't you drink? This party is to welcome you! You should have fun!"

Some men from their division come approaching them and in less than a minute surrounding the beautiful girl. They had actually had their eyes on her since the first time they saw her today.

Orihime smiled politely and accepted the glass from one of the man and let the other man pour some beer into the glass.

She was drinking her beer but her eyes were still on the lonely man.

She accepted another glass of beer and drank it again. She really wanted to do something for cheering the man up but she didn't know what to do.

Orihime drank another glass.

She really felt bad for the man. When she looked at him closely, he was actually really handsome. If women died after sleep with him... Well maybe it was worthy? Maybe they did want to sleep with him?

She drank again.

She couldn't stop looking at him, it was kind of addicting.

Maybe, having sex with him is also addicting...

Orihime giggled as she finished another glass.

I bet he must be really good at it...

The girl almost choked herself when her eyes met his. He had this weird look on his face as he stood up quckly and walked toward her.

Oh no, did he hear me?

She felt dizzy but she was scared too, after all the man had the ears of devil. Maybe he had heard... Her thought?

He rushed toward her.

Oh my God... He's going to give me tons of assignments for meeting at three o'clock... If not I wiiiiiill get fi... Fi... Fired...?

The last thing she saw was his pale face and then all became black.

"Wake up..."

Orihime Inoue, twenty three years old, could hear some voice trying to wake her up. She didn't want to wake up though. Her eye lids were like glued and her head was really dizzy. She still wanted to sleep for another ten minutes.

She sighed but didn't open her eyes. Orihime stirred a bit but she continued sleeping.

"I said wake up temporary worker!"

This time a pinch on her waist woke her up.

"YES, I woke up!"

She tried to lift her body but she didn't have much strength to do it.

"YOU. ARE. HEAVY."

Just then the grey eyed woman realized that the voice was coming from below her. She blinked few times before looked down to see what, or who, was talking.

"Huh?"

A pair of brown eyes looked at her. A man with bright orange hair was scowling at her. Her auburn lock was all over his chest. His naked chest. His... She blushed. The man was scowling and na.. Na... Na...

Ok, he was naked.

"You're heavy," the man said again, he didn't look amused at all, "get off of me."

Orihime understood what 'get off of me' means but what she didn't understand was why she had to get off, ah no, why she had been there in the first place. She had been sleeping on a naked man? Not only a man, her boss! She had been sleeping on her naked boss! Okay, she needed to think about it clearly first.

What had happened between us?

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hello, I am back with another mini series. This story will have 3-4 chapters. And yes I adapted this from a one shot manga.

Oh by the way, I am really happy because Tite Kubo was replying my tweet again. He has been replying my random tweets (not only once or twice) lately and I didn't expect him to... But yeah I am happy... Consider me lucky.

Recchinon