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Attack of the 5ft. Lesbian

By: PinkTonberry
folder Bleach › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 4
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Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Kubo Tite and Viz. I take no profit from this depiction of copyrighted characters -- only a twisted pleasure.
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Chapter 3 -- Breaking Resolve

He didn't like the sound of that. Much worse, an impish smile parted the girl's unremarkable lips. "Well, you know what they say, the enemy of your enemy is your friend." A bony elbow jabbed his upper arm in such a way that the muscle cramped beneath.

Frowning, Uryuu rubbed the knotted muscle out and replied with distaste, "Is that what they say?" He really didn't like where this was going, but he refused to reveal anything else that might confirm Chizuru's suspicions.

"I don't want to sound like a know it all--" Uryuu cut short her airy declaration with a grunt, giving cause for a stubborn pout and retort, "Look! I'm only trying to help you here! If we put our heads together, maybe we can find a way to pull sweet Hime's attention from that loudmouth Kurosaki!"

Just look at her call Ichigo a loudmouth! "Not interested!"

"I know you like her. So why not stop pining for her and let your feelings be known?"

That was the last straw. He needn't have his heart dragged out into this cold, dim room, much less try to reason with a half-wit. "IF you are truly interested in helping me, which I doubt you are, it means that you're willing to compete with me for Inoue-san's feelings, which I also doubt! So, just drop the subject or I will leave you in this school all alone!"

Indignance swelled from her bosom, causing her cheeks to flush. However, her argument got choked off to a sputter when the raven-haired boy next to her threatened to leave. The chill returned and Chizuru found herself dumbfounded and belittled. "W-- If you're not willing to follow your heart, you may as well give up hope. That's one thing she taught me." And there was that pout again. Yet, somehow her expression and posture were altogether different. Uryuu spared only a brief glance from behind his glasses before shoving the spectacles up his nose with his middle finger.

He offered nothing in reply but an awkward silence. Deciding that she would get little else out of this cold fish, Chizuru flopped on her side in a huff, announcing in a gruff tone that she was going to sleep. Again, he said nothing. The silence stretched on for well over ten minutes before he finally admitted, "I've seen the way her face lights up when she speaks of him. Inoue-san has invested her heart fully into Kurosaki Ichigo and I know for a fact that not even death could change that. It's not that I don't want to follow my heart. What I want is Inoue-san to be happy and if I am not the man who can make her so, then I will content myself defending her dreams."

Had he been waiting for her to fall asleep? Chizuru blinked at the mound of canvas before her. The sentiment touched her unexpectedly-- especially since it was coming from the living iceberg behind her. Before she could find the words to respond, he sighed to himself and rolled over using his textbook as a pillow. Chizuru fidgeted in the make-shift blanket, then turned to her strange bedfellow. "I've never heard a guy talk that way outside of the movies."

Unsurprisingly, she received no response.

"Hey, when someone's talking to you, Uryuu, you should at least acknowledge them."

Twitching an eyebrow, he intoned, "You have no right to address me so familiarly."

"The way I see it," she noted, rolling over, "We're sleeping together. So we may as well make the most of it."

Again, that twitch. "We're only sharing this sleeping arrangement for the mutual benefit that we not freeze tonight. Or had you not realized that?"

Chizuru's giggle ended in an obnoxious snort. Uryuu went completely rigid when he felt her hot breath on the back of his neck. "I like my idea better."

Isn't she gay? The teen floundered for any explanation. Perhaps Chizuru's libido knew no bounds! But why, suddenly, had it come bounding right up to him? As she moved closer, his pale cheeks flushed so that he clenched both eyes to try and will down his own body's reaction.

"I've never met a boy like you." And by the look of things, he'd never been this close to a girl! Ha ha! She had him completely at her mercy. The rush of power and hormones overtook the self-proclaimed lesbian, so that she hadn't but a small sliver of doubt to stop her from placing her lips around the thin, cool rim of Uryuu's ear and sucking lightly.

As she exptected, Uryuu immediately took action, doing everything he could to place as much cold mat between himself and her as he could manage. Luckily for Chizuru, the canvas fumbled his attempted. In the end, she was literally able to drag him back, horrified as he seemed, to the warm nest they'd made together. "Don't be so uptight," she chuckled while crawling on her hands and knees over his lap. "Do you think that just because I'm a lesbian doesn't mean I can find guys attractive?"

Shoving a hand in her face to stop her, Uryuu literally squeaked, "That's exactly what I think." How embarrassing to have one's voice crack at a time like this! Even more embarrassing was his body's reaction to the feeling of his schoolmate's hot tongue playing over his palm. "S-stop that! You're disgusting!" Could he cry rape? Would anyone even believe him?

"Oooh," she took his hand in hers, licking up his slender, feminine fingers before taking the first two into her mouth. What a rush of sensitivity! She tingled in places that only came to life when she fantasized about Orihime or watched those raunchy adult films. Sliding her mouth back from his fingertips, she savored the saltiness of his sweating palm, longing to taste the rest of him in comparison. "So you're that kind of virgin, hm?"

"This is completely inappropriate!" Uryuu sputtered while watching the girl do something no other girl had ever done--that he would ever dream they would do before. Unlike most boys his age, he refused to waste his waking hours contemplating how he would lose his virginity. His unconscious mind was merciful enough to forget the dreams it would concoct, but even in those he had never conceived of something so outrageous! What's worse, he couldn't overcome his fascination in watching Chizuru's mouth play over his fine-boned hands.

Look away. Pull back. Do something! Control tower to Uryuu! She's going down.

He was doomed.

--end ch3--
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