Chapter 8
Sneaky Snake
"Hurry up, 你 moron! He's gonna find us!" Hikaru whispered urgently.
Tsumoya Haru bolted upright and grinned. "Not yet," he mumbled, leaning in for a torrid kiss.
"Get off!" she threw back. "You don't know Ichigo! He drives like a maniac with that sports car. I swear I'm gonna blow that thing up if he doesn't get rid of it!"
"Okay, okay," Haru replied and scrambled out of the bed, putting on his clothes hastily.
Haru knew Kurosaki Ichigo alright. As he wore his polo 衬衫 over his modest body, he knew he was nothing against the prominent and dynamic doctor and businessman who just became the owner of the hospital he works for, along with Dr. Ishida Uryuu. If Kurosaki found out he was having an affair with his fiancée, Haru won't only be going with no job, but a beaten body.
There was something intimidating about Kurosaki. The way he moved was graceful, yet dangerous – like a 豹, 黑豹 ready to strike anytime. And Haru knew those long, muscular legs and arms weren't there for nothing. It was widely rumored that along with stellar academic and professional accomplishments, Kurosaki was an athlete – a black-belter in many forms of martial arts. And he was devilishly handsome, the kind that won't accept that an employee would have the ability to sleep with HIS fiancée.
"Go! He'd be here in minutes!" Hikaru 说 worriedly.
"I know!" Haru said, hurrying out the bedroom door and out of the suite in seconds.
Ichigo yawned and hit the accelerator harder. He loved the speed, even though it scared Hikaru to death. Another thing he loved was scaring people off, Hikaru being one of those humans. He removed a hand from the steering wheel and loosened up his tie. He was just finished with a meeting about a trucking company he was thinking of buying.
He leaned back and sighed. It was a long day. And amidst all the convincing of the man owning the company for Ichigo to raise his prize, he merely stared glumly, letting his assistant Saori do the work. She was a capable young woman. And Ichigo was out of his mind thinking of another woman.
He was engaged, not married. Is it wrong to want the forbidden? Like the Adam and Eve who plucked the 水果 that never belonged to them? Yes, it was wrong and resulted to punishment. But for God's sake, he had reasons for wanting her.
Inoue Orihime, I still 爱情 you.
He knew that. He didn't have to lie to himself. But he made a commitment. Even though the monster has bound itself in his very core, he was still not sure if it could get out.
The monster desired Orihime. He desired Orihime. Would he let desire and 爱情 destroy his barriers and put the thing he loved most to risk.
King, you've taken care of him? His hollow asked.
What do 你 think? He responded mentally.
I think 你 did. So go get Orihime.
You're engaged to Hikaru too, right?
Don't count me in on this one. That woman was never my choice. I may be evil, King, but I know that woman is a lot worse than me.
How'd 你 say so?
I don't know. I got this gut feeling.
Are 你 saying 你 HAVE gut feelings?!
Whatever. Just drive.
And the Hollow died down.
Sometimes, Ichigo thanked that he had another personality. It assured him he wasn't alone. And in times of need, who can 你 better cling to than yourself?
He parked smoothly in the exclusive 太空 for the 'penthouse' owner and got out, keys in hand. He didn't bother to take out his suitcase from his car. He didn't want to do any work in his 'home' tonight. And he knew in his subconscious that Saori would send a copy of the meeting and the contracts in his e-mail anyway.
He went in the revolving doors and walked smoothly to the elevator, being greeted 由 a series of 'Good evening, Dr. Kurosaki' before reaching his destination. No one knew that he owned this hotel. Because it was named after his American Shinigami friend, Allen Cooper. But AC was him, and the hotel staff knows it. He just never mentioned this to anyone in Japan. Anyone except Ishida.
He's gone a long way and established so many businesses and companies that he has a hard time managing them all. He chose and entrusted it to the closest 老友记 he had and let him be the man behind the curtain. The only thing publicly known to belong to him was a chain of hospitals and a fiancée that never seemed to care a lot.
Unlike Orihime.
He was knocked out from his reverie when a man that looked like a doctor from his new hospital ran out of the elevator, reddened at the sight of him and sped away.
Now what's wrong with that man?
Ichigo walked in the elevator and after a few seconds, stepped out in his room, where Hikaru was waiting, holding a glass of champagne and wearing a nightgown so thin that he could see she wore nothing under it.
"Ready to go to 床, 床上 dear?" Hikaru asked, walking seductively towards him.
I have no time for this, he groaned inwardly. "Sure," he said, forcing a smile.
"You okay?"
"Yep. Just tired. Greedy bastard won't let me buy his company without a 25% raise to the initial price I was offering," Ichigo explained, going to his room and removing his shirt, looking for clothes to replace them.
"Well, you'll get what 你 want." Hikaru said, snaking her arms around his neck. "You always get what 你 want."
"You're tempting me to death," Ichigo said, his smile turning wicked and his eyes going unusual in some way.
Death, Hikaru thought, 你 always talk about death before having sex. It creeps me out.
The 下一个 day…
Orihime walked along the 街, 街道 from her 花 shop. She just finished bunching up and sorting out the orders and she was exhausted.
The sunflower-colored 短裙, 裙子 she wore that reached just above her knees flew sensuously against the warm breeze. Her white 衬衫 that showed off her curves hung to her figure as if it was made for her. Her 粉, 粉色 hat shone in the sun.
It was another perfect day. If she were with Daisuke, it would even be 更多 beautiful. But the little boy had 足球 practice with the other boys in their neighborhood.
Orihime frowned to herself. In addition to inheriting all his looks, Daisuke also inherited his inclination and talent towards sports. In fact, everything Daisuke sets his mind to, he excels in.
Just like his father.
Sometimes, Orihime wondered how she could keep up this lie any longer. She wished that Ichigo wouldn't find out about Daisuke.
But he wouldn't care, would he? The man clearly stated before I even 说 I was pregnant that it was all just a MISTAKE.
Fine. Then so be it.
Orihime's eyes squinted behind the cute sunglasses Uryuu gave her as a gift.
She saw it. The restaurant their former teacher Ochi-sensei owned.
She often visited the classy place after work. She could afford the food. If she was alone… 或者 with Uryuu.
But for once, she wanted to take Daisuke here. Ochi-sensei never met him, and the lady was ecstatic to meet her adorable son.
Orihime entered the store, unaware of a black car parked near the entrance.
"Ochi-sensei!" she 说 aloud, waving at a woman in her early forties standing near the counter, talking to an apprehensive-looking young woman who was blushing to the roots of her bleached, spiky hair.
Ochi-sensei's frown turned to a warm smile as she moved towards her former student.
"Hi Orihime-chan! 你 look absolutely stunning!" Ochi said.
Orihime smiled. "Thanks, Ochi-sensei."
"How many times do I have to tell 你 not to call me 'sensei'? I'm not a teacher anymore, okay? I'm a restaurateur in this fabulous restaurant of mine," she chastised.
"Awww… but in my mind you'll always be our sexy sensei, Ochi-sensei," Orihime said, grinning wider.
"Oh, 你 flatter me!" Ochi responded, then her eyes widened as if she remembered something and smiled wider. "I forgot! Guess who's here in my restaurant!"
"Who? David Beckham?" Orihime said, eyes widening like saucers.
"No, silly! My most successful and good-looking male student!"
"Who? Keigo?"
"Stop it! Kurosaki. 或者 I should say, Dr. Kurosaki," Ochi finished, gesturing towards a couple seated at the far end of the restaurant, immersed in a conversation.
Orihime's eyes widened more. She froze at the spot and didn't have the time to resist when Ochi-sensei pulled her towards Ichigo's and Hikaru's table.
"Oi, Kurosaki!" Ochi interrupted. "Met Orihime already?"
Ichigo, who was apparently drinking wine stopped abruptly and stared at Orihime, carefully hiding his surprise. And admiration, as he stared at her clothing and observed how stunning she was compared to the other women in this fine restaurant, including his own fiancée.
"Yes, we've seen each other at the party," Ichigo said, reverting his gaze to Hikaru, who smiled at Orihime.
"Nice meeting 你 Orihime," Hikaru said, smiling warmly. "I've heard about you, but we didn't actually have a thorough introduction of each other at the party. I was simply busy attending to Ichigo."
Ochi-sensei rolled her eyes. "I'm sure 你 did," she said. "Well, I'll leave Orihime to 你 guys, since you're friends. Look after her because I'm very busy right now. Bye, all."
"Wait," Orihime said, alarmed. "Ochi-sensei!"
"Please sit down, Orihime," Hikaru said, gesturing towards the 座位 Ichigo had drawn out for her. She was so busy with her confused thoughts that she didn't even notice Ichigo going behind her back and getting a chair for her.
"Uh, thanks," Orihime said, sitting down and pasting a smile on her face.
"So, how've 你 been?" Hikaru said.
Okay… this is awkward, Orihime thought. "Fine," she replied. "Just went out of the 商店 to prepare the orders. Big wedding service and we adorn them with flowers."
"Oh," Hikaru 说 with interest. "Then 你 can provide the 花 for me and Ichigo when we get married! That is, if we marry here, right darling?"
Ichigo nodded and huffed a relieved breath when his phone began ringing. "Excuse me for a moment, I have to take this call."
"Do 你 really have to?" Hikaru said, pouting her colored lips. "It's our date. No business, remember?"
"Not exactly. Five 分钟 以前 你 were talking about this venture of yours that 你 want me to invest in," Ichigo countered with a laugh. "So it would be fair if 你 let me take this call."
"Oh, alright," Hikaru said, leaning 前锋, 期待 to receive Ichigo's kiss.
Orihime looked at her feet.
"Be quick, okay?" Hikaru said.
"I will," Ichigo replied.
He stood up and left.
Hikaru turned her face to Orihime.
Orihime's eyes widened.
The warm smile was gone. It was replaced 由 a smirk and a raised eyebrow.
"So, you're Inoue Orihime?" Hikaru said. "I've definitely heard a lot about you. I know 你 had a history with my Ichigo and I know you're still in 爱情 with him."
Orihime frowned. "What do 你 know?"
"Oh, I know everything. So don't lie. I can see it in your eyes. 你 don't act so good, Inoue-san. You're a horrible actress. And you're not good enough for Ichigo."
Orihime 说 nothing and held the ends of her 短裙, 裙子 tightly to control herself.
"You can stare at me for as long as 你 want, but I'm never giving Ichigo to you. 你 may have a little, devious plan formed in your head but let me remind you, it's little. And I have all the counterattacks for it. 你 may have had him once, but you'll never have him again even if 你 tried," Hikaru 说 arrogantly. "I know you're weak and defenseless. I know weak and defenseless people… they're also stupid. Girls like 你 can't thwart women like me."
To her surprise, Orihime laughed.
Morisato Hikaru clearly didn't know the Inoue Orihime now.
"You think I'm after Ichigo?" Orihime said, smiling humorlessly. "You've got to be kidding me. 你 can shove Ichigo up your butt-less and curve-less self for all I care, I have a life and I'm living it. I don't have time competing with whores that think they're women. And I'm far from weak and defenseless, Little Slutty, I can take 你 down any time of the day. And even if you've got it all programmed in your nano-brain, you've got to admit that Ichigo isn't in 爱情 with you. He's dumb enough to stay with 你 and ask 你 to be his fiancée anyway. Guess he really has changed. And his taste in women has gone downhill."
Hikaru gaped at her. "Why 你 – " She stood up and attempted to spill her wine on Orihime, but she deflected her skinny arm.
Orihime smirked as she proudly grasped Hikaru's hand. She laughed softly at the whimpers of pain Hikaru issued from her painted mouth. Tatsuki taught her well.
"Harm me again and I'll 冲床 你 back to US, bitch," Orihime said, leaving.
Author: AnnieInWonderland07
Sneaky Snake
"Hurry up, 你 moron! He's gonna find us!" Hikaru whispered urgently.
Tsumoya Haru bolted upright and grinned. "Not yet," he mumbled, leaning in for a torrid kiss.
"Get off!" she threw back. "You don't know Ichigo! He drives like a maniac with that sports car. I swear I'm gonna blow that thing up if he doesn't get rid of it!"
"Okay, okay," Haru replied and scrambled out of the bed, putting on his clothes hastily.
Haru knew Kurosaki Ichigo alright. As he wore his polo 衬衫 over his modest body, he knew he was nothing against the prominent and dynamic doctor and businessman who just became the owner of the hospital he works for, along with Dr. Ishida Uryuu. If Kurosaki found out he was having an affair with his fiancée, Haru won't only be going with no job, but a beaten body.
There was something intimidating about Kurosaki. The way he moved was graceful, yet dangerous – like a 豹, 黑豹 ready to strike anytime. And Haru knew those long, muscular legs and arms weren't there for nothing. It was widely rumored that along with stellar academic and professional accomplishments, Kurosaki was an athlete – a black-belter in many forms of martial arts. And he was devilishly handsome, the kind that won't accept that an employee would have the ability to sleep with HIS fiancée.
"Go! He'd be here in minutes!" Hikaru 说 worriedly.
"I know!" Haru said, hurrying out the bedroom door and out of the suite in seconds.
Ichigo yawned and hit the accelerator harder. He loved the speed, even though it scared Hikaru to death. Another thing he loved was scaring people off, Hikaru being one of those humans. He removed a hand from the steering wheel and loosened up his tie. He was just finished with a meeting about a trucking company he was thinking of buying.
He leaned back and sighed. It was a long day. And amidst all the convincing of the man owning the company for Ichigo to raise his prize, he merely stared glumly, letting his assistant Saori do the work. She was a capable young woman. And Ichigo was out of his mind thinking of another woman.
He was engaged, not married. Is it wrong to want the forbidden? Like the Adam and Eve who plucked the 水果 that never belonged to them? Yes, it was wrong and resulted to punishment. But for God's sake, he had reasons for wanting her.
Inoue Orihime, I still 爱情 you.
He knew that. He didn't have to lie to himself. But he made a commitment. Even though the monster has bound itself in his very core, he was still not sure if it could get out.
The monster desired Orihime. He desired Orihime. Would he let desire and 爱情 destroy his barriers and put the thing he loved most to risk.
King, you've taken care of him? His hollow asked.
What do 你 think? He responded mentally.
I think 你 did. So go get Orihime.
You're engaged to Hikaru too, right?
Don't count me in on this one. That woman was never my choice. I may be evil, King, but I know that woman is a lot worse than me.
How'd 你 say so?
I don't know. I got this gut feeling.
Are 你 saying 你 HAVE gut feelings?!
Whatever. Just drive.
And the Hollow died down.
Sometimes, Ichigo thanked that he had another personality. It assured him he wasn't alone. And in times of need, who can 你 better cling to than yourself?
He parked smoothly in the exclusive 太空 for the 'penthouse' owner and got out, keys in hand. He didn't bother to take out his suitcase from his car. He didn't want to do any work in his 'home' tonight. And he knew in his subconscious that Saori would send a copy of the meeting and the contracts in his e-mail anyway.
He went in the revolving doors and walked smoothly to the elevator, being greeted 由 a series of 'Good evening, Dr. Kurosaki' before reaching his destination. No one knew that he owned this hotel. Because it was named after his American Shinigami friend, Allen Cooper. But AC was him, and the hotel staff knows it. He just never mentioned this to anyone in Japan. Anyone except Ishida.
He's gone a long way and established so many businesses and companies that he has a hard time managing them all. He chose and entrusted it to the closest 老友记 he had and let him be the man behind the curtain. The only thing publicly known to belong to him was a chain of hospitals and a fiancée that never seemed to care a lot.
Unlike Orihime.
He was knocked out from his reverie when a man that looked like a doctor from his new hospital ran out of the elevator, reddened at the sight of him and sped away.
Now what's wrong with that man?
Ichigo walked in the elevator and after a few seconds, stepped out in his room, where Hikaru was waiting, holding a glass of champagne and wearing a nightgown so thin that he could see she wore nothing under it.
"Ready to go to 床, 床上 dear?" Hikaru asked, walking seductively towards him.
I have no time for this, he groaned inwardly. "Sure," he said, forcing a smile.
"You okay?"
"Yep. Just tired. Greedy bastard won't let me buy his company without a 25% raise to the initial price I was offering," Ichigo explained, going to his room and removing his shirt, looking for clothes to replace them.
"Well, you'll get what 你 want." Hikaru said, snaking her arms around his neck. "You always get what 你 want."
"You're tempting me to death," Ichigo said, his smile turning wicked and his eyes going unusual in some way.
Death, Hikaru thought, 你 always talk about death before having sex. It creeps me out.
The 下一个 day…
Orihime walked along the 街, 街道 from her 花 shop. She just finished bunching up and sorting out the orders and she was exhausted.
The sunflower-colored 短裙, 裙子 she wore that reached just above her knees flew sensuously against the warm breeze. Her white 衬衫 that showed off her curves hung to her figure as if it was made for her. Her 粉, 粉色 hat shone in the sun.
It was another perfect day. If she were with Daisuke, it would even be 更多 beautiful. But the little boy had 足球 practice with the other boys in their neighborhood.
Orihime frowned to herself. In addition to inheriting all his looks, Daisuke also inherited his inclination and talent towards sports. In fact, everything Daisuke sets his mind to, he excels in.
Just like his father.
Sometimes, Orihime wondered how she could keep up this lie any longer. She wished that Ichigo wouldn't find out about Daisuke.
But he wouldn't care, would he? The man clearly stated before I even 说 I was pregnant that it was all just a MISTAKE.
Fine. Then so be it.
Orihime's eyes squinted behind the cute sunglasses Uryuu gave her as a gift.
She saw it. The restaurant their former teacher Ochi-sensei owned.
She often visited the classy place after work. She could afford the food. If she was alone… 或者 with Uryuu.
But for once, she wanted to take Daisuke here. Ochi-sensei never met him, and the lady was ecstatic to meet her adorable son.
Orihime entered the store, unaware of a black car parked near the entrance.
"Ochi-sensei!" she 说 aloud, waving at a woman in her early forties standing near the counter, talking to an apprehensive-looking young woman who was blushing to the roots of her bleached, spiky hair.
Ochi-sensei's frown turned to a warm smile as she moved towards her former student.
"Hi Orihime-chan! 你 look absolutely stunning!" Ochi said.
Orihime smiled. "Thanks, Ochi-sensei."
"How many times do I have to tell 你 not to call me 'sensei'? I'm not a teacher anymore, okay? I'm a restaurateur in this fabulous restaurant of mine," she chastised.
"Awww… but in my mind you'll always be our sexy sensei, Ochi-sensei," Orihime said, grinning wider.
"Oh, 你 flatter me!" Ochi responded, then her eyes widened as if she remembered something and smiled wider. "I forgot! Guess who's here in my restaurant!"
"Who? David Beckham?" Orihime said, eyes widening like saucers.
"No, silly! My most successful and good-looking male student!"
"Who? Keigo?"
"Stop it! Kurosaki. 或者 I should say, Dr. Kurosaki," Ochi finished, gesturing towards a couple seated at the far end of the restaurant, immersed in a conversation.
Orihime's eyes widened more. She froze at the spot and didn't have the time to resist when Ochi-sensei pulled her towards Ichigo's and Hikaru's table.
"Oi, Kurosaki!" Ochi interrupted. "Met Orihime already?"
Ichigo, who was apparently drinking wine stopped abruptly and stared at Orihime, carefully hiding his surprise. And admiration, as he stared at her clothing and observed how stunning she was compared to the other women in this fine restaurant, including his own fiancée.
"Yes, we've seen each other at the party," Ichigo said, reverting his gaze to Hikaru, who smiled at Orihime.
"Nice meeting 你 Orihime," Hikaru said, smiling warmly. "I've heard about you, but we didn't actually have a thorough introduction of each other at the party. I was simply busy attending to Ichigo."
Ochi-sensei rolled her eyes. "I'm sure 你 did," she said. "Well, I'll leave Orihime to 你 guys, since you're friends. Look after her because I'm very busy right now. Bye, all."
"Wait," Orihime said, alarmed. "Ochi-sensei!"
"Please sit down, Orihime," Hikaru said, gesturing towards the 座位 Ichigo had drawn out for her. She was so busy with her confused thoughts that she didn't even notice Ichigo going behind her back and getting a chair for her.
"Uh, thanks," Orihime said, sitting down and pasting a smile on her face.
"So, how've 你 been?" Hikaru said.
Okay… this is awkward, Orihime thought. "Fine," she replied. "Just went out of the 商店 to prepare the orders. Big wedding service and we adorn them with flowers."
"Oh," Hikaru 说 with interest. "Then 你 can provide the 花 for me and Ichigo when we get married! That is, if we marry here, right darling?"
Ichigo nodded and huffed a relieved breath when his phone began ringing. "Excuse me for a moment, I have to take this call."
"Do 你 really have to?" Hikaru said, pouting her colored lips. "It's our date. No business, remember?"
"Not exactly. Five 分钟 以前 你 were talking about this venture of yours that 你 want me to invest in," Ichigo countered with a laugh. "So it would be fair if 你 let me take this call."
"Oh, alright," Hikaru said, leaning 前锋, 期待 to receive Ichigo's kiss.
Orihime looked at her feet.
"Be quick, okay?" Hikaru said.
"I will," Ichigo replied.
He stood up and left.
Hikaru turned her face to Orihime.
Orihime's eyes widened.
The warm smile was gone. It was replaced 由 a smirk and a raised eyebrow.
"So, you're Inoue Orihime?" Hikaru said. "I've definitely heard a lot about you. I know 你 had a history with my Ichigo and I know you're still in 爱情 with him."
Orihime frowned. "What do 你 know?"
"Oh, I know everything. So don't lie. I can see it in your eyes. 你 don't act so good, Inoue-san. You're a horrible actress. And you're not good enough for Ichigo."
Orihime 说 nothing and held the ends of her 短裙, 裙子 tightly to control herself.
"You can stare at me for as long as 你 want, but I'm never giving Ichigo to you. 你 may have a little, devious plan formed in your head but let me remind you, it's little. And I have all the counterattacks for it. 你 may have had him once, but you'll never have him again even if 你 tried," Hikaru 说 arrogantly. "I know you're weak and defenseless. I know weak and defenseless people… they're also stupid. Girls like 你 can't thwart women like me."
To her surprise, Orihime laughed.
Morisato Hikaru clearly didn't know the Inoue Orihime now.
"You think I'm after Ichigo?" Orihime said, smiling humorlessly. "You've got to be kidding me. 你 can shove Ichigo up your butt-less and curve-less self for all I care, I have a life and I'm living it. I don't have time competing with whores that think they're women. And I'm far from weak and defenseless, Little Slutty, I can take 你 down any time of the day. And even if you've got it all programmed in your nano-brain, you've got to admit that Ichigo isn't in 爱情 with you. He's dumb enough to stay with 你 and ask 你 to be his fiancée anyway. Guess he really has changed. And his taste in women has gone downhill."
Hikaru gaped at her. "Why 你 – " She stood up and attempted to spill her wine on Orihime, but she deflected her skinny arm.
Orihime smirked as she proudly grasped Hikaru's hand. She laughed softly at the whimpers of pain Hikaru issued from her painted mouth. Tatsuki taught her well.
"Harm me again and I'll 冲床 你 back to US, bitch," Orihime said, leaving.
Author: AnnieInWonderland07
