Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Boundaries of Love ❯ A New Home! ( Chapter 14 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: Bleach Characters are courtesy of Tite Kubo. Kione-chan is my own creation.
Ichigo and I sat in silence for a few moments, until we finished eating; I placed my chopsticks in the normal fashion, over the empty bowl. I blinked once, and then noticed Ichigo was looking at me.
“What is it, Ichigo?” I tilted my head slightly; a single strand of blonde hair fell in front of my vision as I looked toward him.
“Would you like to stay at my house? It's empty there, since Rukia was taken back…” I blinked again before blowing a slight bit of air up across my face to remove the strand of blonde that was obscuring my vision.
I saw him twitch slightly, then place his hand against the table and push over it slightly; his other hand came to my face and flicked the strand of hair behind my ear. “There, now that that's over with, what's your answer?” he asked, a brow twitching slightly as he saw the strand of hair was attempting to fall back in front of my eyes.
“I uhm…I wouldn't mind, but it's up to Kisuke-san…” I almost stuttered, and I felt my face heat up with a deep blush that most likely rivaled the color of a cherry.
“I'm sure he won't mind ya' comin' to hang out with Yuzu and Karin, they'd love to have an older girl around since they never got to meet Rukia” he spoke up in a slightly enthused voice; a small smile graced his lips.
“H-how would they meet me, though Ichigo-kun?” I asked, letting a stutter slip though I tried my best not to.
“I'll just tell `em that you're my girlfriend” he said, shrugging his shoulders, and I twitched. My blush heated up twelve times what it was, I felt as though I was completely on fire.
“B-but, we aren't dating…Ichigo-kun” I stuttered again, and blushed even more as I turned my gaze down to my hands which were in my lap.
“It's an excuse to get you past my little sisters, so that you can stay in our house without having to sneak around like Rukia did. Are you in, or not?” he spoke with a small curiosity and demand in his voice this time, and I couldn't help but nod to agree. And with that Ichigo stood up and held his hand out to me, a smile on his face still.
“Come on then, we've got to get you home” I couldn't help but let my arm lift and place my hand into his, small sparks of reiatsu entered me and caused my stomach to churn; is this what it's like to be in love? I mentally shrugged, I probably wasn't in love.