I shot my hand up in the air and waved frantically at the teacher. Mrs. Koru nodded, signaling me to speak. What am I going to say? Damn it! I didn't think this through!

   "Yes?" she said, waiting for me to speak. An idea flew into my head, and I guessed I should give it a try.

   "I need to go to the bathroom," I said, clasping a hand over my mouth," I don't feel good." Mrs.Koru understood and allowed me to go. I bolted out of the classroom and busted through the front door of the school, heading towards the street.

   Once my feet hit the asphalt, I took off, running even faster. I took each turn, and after a few minutes of sprinting, I found myself at Ichigo's house. How I knew the way here, I don't know, but I always have had a good memory.

   I walked up to the doorstep panting, and I knocked furiously. Come on and answer the damn door, you stupid Berryhead. A few seconds later, Rukia opened the door.

   "Hello, Hikari!" Rukia said happily," What are you-" I didn't wait for her to finish, because by then, I was bounding up the stairs. I hope Hichigo is here, because if he's not, I don't know where he will be. I need to find out why he was so mad the other day.

   When I opened Ichigo's bedroom door, I saw Hichigo lying face-down on the bed. It was dark, and the only light was the sunlight coming in from the window, which wasn't much since it was a cloudy day. I shut the door behind me, and leaned against the closet door, tapping my foot on the ground expectantly. My arms were folded across my chest, and I let out an annoyed sigh.

   "When are you going to stop moping and come to school?" I asked, and Hichigo nearly jumped to the ceiling. He sat on the side of the bed and let his legs do angle over the side. His golden eyes seemed to glow in the dark, and his white hair looked like shards of ice.

   "I'm not moping," Hichigo said grumpily, refusing to meet my eyes.

   "Then what do you call sitting in bed all day?" I asked, arching my eyebrow.

   "Sleeping, you dumbass," Hichigo snarled. Normally insults didn't hurt, but when Hichigo said that, it did hurt. My chest ached because I knew that there was something that he wasn't telling me. After all, he has a heart just like anybody else, I'm pretty sure.

   "What's wrong?" I asked sternly. Hichigo's eyes met mine, but he looked away instantly. I could feel hurt radiating from him, and I could see it in his eyes.

   "Nothing," he mumbled. This man has some nerve, and ones made of damn iron at that!

   "Why won't you tell me what's wrong?" I screamed in frustration," For God's sake, I am trying to be open to you, but all you do is shut me out! What the hell is wrong with you?"

   Hichigo shifted forward, placing his elbows on his knees and glaring at the ground. His expression was so guarded, and all I wanted to do was to break that wall down. I want him to be happy because I can't stand to see him like this.

   "Can't you tell me?" I asked, frustration building inside of me.

   Hichigo got to his feet and strode towards me slowly. There was a strange emotion in his fluorescent golden eyes, and it was almost intimidating, but at the same time, it was gentle. I blinked, and when I opened my eyes, Hichigo's hand slid across my jaw. His fingers were surprisingly warm and soft, and I felt his fingers twist into my hair.

   I gasped in surprise when his other hand gripped my waist and slipped to the small of my back. The warmth of his palm drifted through my jacket and flowed into my body. What if he doing to me? Why is he so close?

   "Hikari," Hichigo hushed me and leaned closer to me," I can't tell you, but I can show you." A smile played on his lips. Our eyes met, and I blushed instantly. What is this strange feeling in my stomach?

   Hichigo leaned even closer, and his lips met mine. Heat spread through my body like I was on fire. I could feel his emotions flooding into me, each and every one. This was terribly wrong. I shouldn't be doing this with him. I don't know what to think of this, but my body spoke for itself. It was as if the rest of my body was moving independently, and my hands traveled up his neck and my fingers twisted into his hair. My heartbeat hastened, pounding against my chest.

   Hichigo's hand pressed harder against my back, pushing me against him. I gripped his hair roughly and sighed against my mouth. He groaned and smashed his lips against mine passionately, and I felt his tongue force its way into my mouth. I moaned sweetly and pulled at his hair.

   I hate to think of this, but I had never felt like this towards Moku. He's an amazing friend, but I could never bring myself to be in an intimate relationship. As for Hichigo, I had never thought that he would be able to show affection towards someone like me.

   I let myself relax, since I had been kinda tense, and as soon as I did, Hichigo forced his tongue deeper into my mouth. I could feel the walls he had set up against me melt away.

   "H-Hichigo," I moaned softly.

   I've never done this before, but something inside told me that I wanted more. I want to kiss him. I want more of him. It's a feeling, not of wanting someone, but wanting only him.

   "Hikari," Hichigo whispered against my lips," What... are you doing?"

   I released my grip on his hair and gripped his white kimono and loosened it a small amount. Hichigo drew his lips away from mine, gasping for breath. In a slow and seducing manner, I slid his kimono from his shoulders to reveal his bare chest and abdomen. What am I doing?

   Hichigo sighed as my fingers trailed down his chest, and I kissed his neck repetitively in a frenzied manner. He leaned against me heavily as I continued to kiss him. My fingers reached the waist of his kimono, and I continued to loosen it. Before I could take his kimono off, I felt his hands grip mine.

   "No, Hikari," he said," I don't know everything about you, but I do know one thing: As of right now, that is not what you need." Hichigo had concern in his deep voice, and he pulled his kimono up to his shoulders and tightened it once more.

   "Sorry," I said, rubbing my head," I got a little carried away."

   "I don't mind. But since when have you been so seductive?" Hichigo mused. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and I did the same.

   "Shut up! You started it! What was that all about anyway?" I asked sincerely. Hichigo blushed even more than he already was and looked away.

   "Hikari... I'm in love with you."