Sakura no Hime
By Starian Princess

II. What You Didn't Know

"Please, not here," Orihime, despite her protest, wonders why she even bothers anymore; it's not like it'll help her. She had long ago learned that when this man in particular wanted something done, he got right to it. And when he would make up his mind, there was no changing it. Still, she hopes he will at least act like he heard her.

Unfortunately, she gets no reply as he continues his ravaging and assault to her senses. She can barely breathe; his hands are flying everywhere while hers stay trapped above her. And that's not even the worst part yet.

"Inoue?" Her eyes widen, the indecency and not to mention insanity of it all makes her want to scream out. But she knows she can't, wouldn't, not now. His tongue slides against her neck and it takes all her self-control to keep from moaning. She can't let them find out- can't let anyone find out. She whimpers as her friend walks away, they are inevitably still hidden from view.

"Kurosaki cannot even detect our reiatsu," he whispers this in her ear, his hand slowly traveling up her back as he delights at the face she makes. But the smile doesn't reach his eyes; she doesn't even take notice of it.

She once asked him why he enjoyed doing such a thing, in the middle of the day no less. But he had never answered her properly, only saying that there wasn't a more perfect time. And besides, they rarely saw each other. She had had to accept such an incomplete response.

"Why when my friends are here?" She casts him a withering look some hours later when the said friends had gone to see the Eleventh Division and Rukia was sleeping some doors down. He takes a sip of his tea before staring back at her, arching his brow.

"You may think what you want," and he says nothing more after.

Orihime forever wishes for the day when she can finally tell her friends about their twisted relationship; how he isn't the shinigami captain he seems to be and how she is attracted to that side of him as well.

-OWARI-