Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Timeless Love ❯ Dawn ( Chapter 10 )

Disclaimer: Bleach Characters are courtesy of Tite Kubo. Chiharu-chan is my own creation.

 

 

Chiharu sighed softly, moving to where she rested her back against a trees trunk, watching Hitsugaya still; she could not take her eyes off of him, he was an amazing sight, especially right now.

 

He had slight traces of blood covering his uniform and face, caked blood in his silvery-white hair, and the shining moon was casting shadows…which seemed to dance to her very imagination, across the slightly tanned flesh of his face.

 

She found herself stepping away from the tree, unaware of her own movements until she felt him tense under her fingertips. She ran her fingertips lightly against the flesh of his exposed arms, until her hands disappeared under his uniforms sleeves.

 

She leaned herself forth, placing her head against his chest, her hair which was always normally up in a ponytail now hung loose about her shoulders and down to her waist; a small contented sigh left her pale lips as she heard his heart beat, a small smile came to her lips.

 

She wondered how it would be to hear this after making love, how it would feel to make love, would they ever make love. Why was she wondering about this now, at a time like this, when Hollows could attack at any time, why?

 

It was driving her mad, that she had him in her grasp but could do nothing with him. She growled within her mind, arguing with herself, did she want to push him against the rock and make love to him, or did she want to be the one pushed against the rock? What the hell did she want?!

 

Unaware, she was swept up into the arms of Hitsugaya; he cradled her bridal style, walking slowly away to Rukongai. He looked around for a few moments before turning to a place that looked like an inn, he knew she was about to fall asleep; he could feel her battling her own emotions and desires.

 

He was correct in the assumption that Chiharu would lose conciousness from fighting with herself mentally - he entered the inn, laying a slight amount of payment for the night on the counter and silently moving to a room.

 

He entered the room and moved toward the bed, lowering Chiharu down to rest upon it. He heard her groan softly and roll over, him turning around from shutting the door. His vision was graced with Chiharu curled up on her side, her uniform slightly messy from the movements during her slumber; it was disheveled and a portion of the uniform covering her shoulder was drooping to expose pale skin to his eyes, a small shiver ran down his spine.

 

He shook his head, now was not the time for him to want to lose his virginity; he took in a soft breath and released it in a light exhale, his body slightly wavering from all the activities. He moved to a chair, falling lightly back into it and resting there, his eyes slowly coming to a close.

 

He was vaguely aware when Chiharu squirmed in her bed, but he wasn't where he had been in the chair before. He blinked his eyes opened, everything slightly hazy before becoming clear. He found his arms were around Chiharu's waist, and she was snuggling into his chest, using him as a pillow.

 

He didn't necessarily mind the position he woke up to find himself in, actually, he enjoyed it very much; she was in his arms, again, and so close to him. He stretched out slightly, content in the bed, noticing he had rid himself of his Zanpakuto and the haori he wore over his original Shinigami outfit.

 

Was this where their maybe first time would be, a cheesy inn bed? He grumbled lightly, he only brought her here so that she could rest, well so that they could rest; and seems they were well rested. Chiharu stretched in his arms, and he grumbled at how her back arched enough to push her torso into his side; a twitch coming to the left corner of his lips.