Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ The String ❯ In The Closet ( Chapter 5 )

A/N: YAY!!! Another chapter!!!!!!

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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Bleach, I only worship the ground they walk on…

 

(Lucy: I'm keeping an eye on you… o,o)

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Five: In The Closet

 

So here he was, anxiously awaiting his fate. It seemed as though everyone had either turned their attention to Uryu or the spinning object in front of him. The suspense of the whole thing was agonizingly painful. In the pit of his stomach was the tight knot one obtains when enduring moments of extreme emotional discomfort, such as going on a rollercoaster and plummeting 100 feet to the earth, feeling as though you are inches from death even though you know you are most likely safe from harm. He watched the bottle and wondered if it would ever stop. To him those seconds, in which the glass bottle spun, ticked by like minutes. When it had finally come to a stop and lay pointing to the opposite side of the circle he lifted his head and saw that the most narrow part of the bottle was pointing to the person he least wanted, but who he couldn't help but pray for. Orihime.

 

What were the odds of that? Actually, now that he thought about it, it had been a 25% chance. Four girls and one had to be picked making it 1 out of four; 25 out of 100. Why did he answer his own rhetorical math question at a time like this??? Was he really that big of a nerd? `Well obviously so. You just did it,' came a small taunting voice from the back of his mind. No!!! Why was he thinking about this now??? Did he have to figure all this out this very second right now???? He happened to be in the middle of something very much more important than anything that could run through his brain right now. As he sat there thinking all this, he stared at Orihime.

 

As he came back to his senses he realized this, blushed profusely, and pushed his glasses nervously up the bridge of his nose. Orihime looked slightly surprised but over all nonchalant about the situation. How could she be so calm when he was about to have a heart attack??? This was so… so… What was it??? He couldn't describe it. How could he when he didn't even know if it was good or bad? Was this what he had been hoping for or exactly the opposite??? And why as this so hard?!?!?!?!?

 

He slowly got up, still in a slight daze, and followed her into her closet. Once the door was shut, he didn't know what to do. This wasn't the same as it had been with Tatsuki. It was very, very different. He wanted something to happen and yet he was fighting against it. Orihime, it seemed like, was either oblivious to his condition or just didn't know how to handle it. Man, she really was blind… Why did he like her anyway??? What did he see in her anyway? Then every reason he had ever thought of came crashing into his head all at the same time. He could hardly hear himself think and yet, all of it was his thinking. Ok, he had to calm down… He took a deep, cleansing breath and let it out slowly, draining away some excess energy so he could think clearly… He could suddenly feel Orihime's energy in the room with him and he knew she was looking at him. Well, she was looking at him as well as she could with how dark it was. Did she want to say something? Did she want him to say something? Would she kiss him or would she let him (if he somehow miraculously conjured up the courage) kiss her?

 

Many more questions like this raced through his mind in a very short amount of time. Suddenly he felt her body against his as she hugged him again. This led him to ask more questions in his mind and suddenly he felt the urge to speak.

 

“Inoue-san?”

 

“Hm?” she asked pulling away from him. “You don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I know you don't like me an-” he suddenly felt her kissing him. It was a real kiss this time. Not like the one Tatsuki had given him. His heart raced and all thought disappeared from his head entirely. He didn't really know what to do and he was in too much shock to think about it so he really didn't kiss back. She pulled away from him and he stood there exactly as he had been, not moving a muscle for a few seconds. Then the realization of what had just happened came flooding into him. She had kissed him!

 

Wait a minute she had kissed him? Was that possible? Even though it had happened he still couldn't believe it.

 

“Wh-What was that for???” He almost couldn't contain himself. He was so filled with ecstasy and bewilderment. Orihime couldn't figure out his reaction. Didn't Tatsuki tell her he was practically in love with her?

 

“I'm sorry! Did I do something wrong?” she asked. This made Uryu feel slightly guilty about his reaction.

 

“N-No! No, it's just that- well I thought, I thought you liked… Ichigo.” As he aid the last word Orihime heard the pain and sadness in his voice.

 

“Oh… well I do… or I did… I'm not sure if I still do or not. It's just, I wanted to thank you… And apologize…”

 

“Ap-Apologize? For what?”

 

“I know you've liked me for a while. Tatsuki told me. Apparently she's known for a really long time. I felt so horrible when I realized how I've been making you feel. I really didn't mean anything by it! I'm so sorry Ishida-kun!” By this time she was nearly in tears. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know how to comfort a crying girl.

 

“Oh, don't cry about it. It's no big deal. It happens,” he said trying to calm her down. Of course he didn't mean any of the things that had just spilled from his mouth. It was a big deal and he was hurt by it. He just didn't want her to be upset.

 

She calmed herself a bit and smiled at his kindness. How could he be so… good? He was nice and caring and sweet. In fact, for the most part, he was pretty much the exact opposite of Ichigo. Ichigo was rough, inconsiderate, loud, impulsive, and not very logical, whereas Uryu was calm, quiet, nice, cautious, and liked to think things out before running into a situation unprepared. When looking at the list, Uryu's qualities were definitely the better of the two and it seemed like they could be found in every girl's dream guy. And yet… she still liked Ichigo. Why? She put these thoughts from her mind and reverted her attention back to Uryu. It seemed to her like he was looking upon her with concern even though she couldn't really see. Suddenly she wanted to kiss him again, though she didn't know why.

 

She didn't like him, but she felt that she should. It was more difficult than that though. She didn't want him to freak out again and she had no way of approaching it. She decided to do what would most likely be the most pleasant way of going about it and said, “Ishida-kun?” She waited for it to be apparent the she had gotten his attention. “Hm?” he answered almost immediately.

 

She continued, “Would it be too forward of me to ask for another kiss?” She said this almost silently and felt her cheeks flush violently.

 

Uryu almost had to keep himself from falling over. His mind was racing. Why would she ask him that? She didn't like him and she wouldn't like him after this and she never had liked him. So why would she ask to kiss him??? What could possibly be going through her head??? Why were girls so crazy??????????

 

He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he always did, blushed and stammered, “Well, I, um- N-No?” No. was that the right answer? God, he was bad at this. Why was he acting like such a little boy about this? Didn't he want to kiss her? Hadn't he wished he could kiss her for a really long time? And now here she was asking him to kiss her and he was backing away??? What the hell was going on here??? He cleared his head as well as he could and looked at her outline in the darkness. Was she expecting him to kiss her this time?

 

He moved forward a step and lifted her chin with his right forefinger, hesitating a bit as he did so. He lowered his mouth to hers and presently felt her lips on his. Uryu stood there for a moment or two. He was completely content. He never wanted this moment to end. He wanted to have this feeling, whatever the hell it was, to last forever. It had only been a second or two when Orihime suddenly and delicately slipped her tongue into his mouth before he even knew what was going on. As soon as he realized what was going on, Uryu recoiled, but she followed him.

 

Her tongue was in his mouth!!!!!!!!! He was sure he was going to die right then and there. He didn't know of what, only that it was going to happen. He wanted nothing more than to melt into the floor and never return, but he also did not want to stop. Whatever was going on he knew this was probably the only chance he would get. Thinking that made him settle down a little. He was no longer resisting her. He only wanted whatever was going on to keep happening.

 

Suddenly, he was blinded by a vicious burst of light and realized it had been caused by the opening of the closet door. All of a sudden he was aware that everyone in the room could see him, and there he stood with his tongue still in Orihime's mouth, his hands on her hips and her arms around his neck. Wow. What a sight to behold. He was sure the others were going to tease him about this one later as soon as they found room to fit a reference in.

 

He quickly pulled away from her and removed his hands from their resting spot with a feeling of utter mortification. He hadn't even known how he had gotten into that position. All he had known was darkness and ecstasy. This was not fair. Uryu was sure he had turned the darkest shade of red as humanly possible, but he could not feel it in his current condition. It felt like his feet had turned to lead and the entirety of his body had gone numb. He quickly made his way to the kitchen for some more soda, to calm his nerves. He opened the can but doubted he could drink it as he once again had an excruciating knot in his stomach. This was the worst thing he'd felt in a while. It was strange because, although he hated the feeling, it happened because of a good thing. He took a sip of the purple liquid and felt it slide down his esophagus and eventually settle in his aching stomach. After taking a few more sips and cooling his face down a little by splashing water onto it, he decided it was safe to reenter the living room.

 

When he got there he saw that everyone was seated around the T.V. Some were on the sofa, some on the floor and the remainder in chairs.

 

“Hey, what're we doing now?” he asked the group.

 

“Oh we're playing some Nintendo. It's Mario Kart for the N64. Wanna play? We decided to have a tournament. Oh and Keigo finally showed up too!” Rukia said with a smile bigger than he'd ever seen on her. Apparently, from what Ichigo had told him, Rukia loved video games. He'd also said that she was pretty good and had caught on fast. Oh boy… Uryu wasn't very good at video games. He could play Tetris and Gameboy. That was about it. He was glad they had picked this game though. He'd played it before and it was easy enough.

 

“So are we doing `Battle' or `Racing'?” he asked.

 

“Let's do battle you guys. The rules are simple and there's no question about who won or lost. We should also go only one on one so there's only one person to defeat and be defeated by. Sound fair?” Rukia finished.

 

Yep there was no doubt about it. She knew exactly what she was talking about. Renji on the other hand looked like his brain was about to fall out. Obviously he hadn't been expecting Rukia to already have mastered the art of this machine yet.

 

“Ok so who goes first?” he asked.

 

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A/N: Well there goes another chapter. Hope ya liked it! Sorry about the OOC… Please don't kill me…