A/N: Okaaay. So, I apologize soooo much for not updating or writing any stories. But when I started writing, I was at university and who the hell knew life went by so quickly. Unfortunately, due to the covid that's going around, I won't be having my graduation this year. Three years of cellular biology and I get nothing in return. It sucks.

But anyways I hope you guys are staying safe.

P.S- I think this is going to become a full story and so the status is going to go to in progress instead of staying as complete.

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Chapter 2: The agonising revelation

Falling asleep after a one-night stand is never proper etiquette. One needs to understand that if they wish to not become even more attached. And although, in the back of Ichigo's mind it was tempting to just give in, one knew not to play with feelings. Feeling were fickle and would always be so. That statement could be said out of fear or maybe from experience, but it didn't change the truth of the statement. So, when the bungee gum trick was pulled, it was kind of surprising. Ichigo lay on the very same bed she debauched a few hours ago with a certain male's hand on her abdomen and bungee gum sticking her to the bed.

This situation right here was not in the plan. She would have known if it was. Because then she would not have a voice in the back of her head panicking the bloody hell out of her. Calming down. That's the first step to getting the hell out of here. The evened breathing of Hisoka behind Ichigo, lets her know that its safe enough to, if not dispel the bungee gum then to transfer it, as to not wake him up. Easier said than done though. This situation would be so much easier if they were both not hunters. Carefully removing the hand on her abdomen and transferring the bungee gum towards the pillow that she had previously slept on, Ichigo moves slowly out of bed, trying not to disrupt the sleeping occupant.

Feet finally on the floor after a successful removal of self, Ichigo silently moves around the room, picking up her clothes and dressing whilst mourning the loss of her expensive bra. Dressing as fast and silently as possible, Ichigo silently tip toes, with boots in hand, towards the quickest exit possible, the door. With a successful escape, Ichigo heads towards the elevator with hope that there are no occupants up at this dreary hour in the morning. By the look of it, when she woke up, it seemed to be about 2 in the morning.

An elevator ride had never been this long in her entire life or maybe it's the fact that she wanted to get away as fast as possible from the person that's caused her inexplicit crush to become worse. But then again, it was her fault for falling into his lustful haze. They were, after all, two willing occupants. The elevator finally reaches the penthouse and a sigh of relief escapes her parted lips. Heading straight towards the kitchen to get a cup of coffee was now a survival mechanism in her daily life. And after last night, she was about become an insomniac. There was no way that experience was going to stay out of her dreams.

Turning on the coffee machine and scanning the penthouse, it seemed that Hime skipped out on using the penthouse for her rendezvous. Reaching out for her now done coffee, Ichigo wonders what time Hime would get back. To be honest, Hime had a higher chance at a relationship with Illumi. It would be a weird one, but it would be one that would work. Staring at the clock tic tock on the dining room wall, had Ichigo lost in a trance of utter nothingness whilst waiting for Hime to return.

The chiming of the elevator announces the arrival of said devil that was thought of, Hime. "How'd it go?", they both ask at the same time. The silence after this statement being said, gets blaringly loud. And after a few moments they both burst out in uncontrollable giggles. The smiles on their faces expressed their emotions. That was enough. "I see you got away from Illumi alive", I say. The grin on her face with the starstruck look in her eyes just gave her away.

"And I see you came back with some war scars", she says whilst staring at my bitten lips. "Well you know how war goes…there's always a few battle wounds. Luckily none of them are fatal", I joke to Hime. Even though it was a joke, the look in our eyes and the feelings in our hearts dimmed itself down to nothingness. We knew that we couldn't let ourselves fall into such situations.

"Ichigo…", Hime starts. She looks at me with a terrible sadness and longing in her eyes. "I know Hime, I know", I sigh and say. We both are lonely. Although we have each other, it's just not the same as having a lover. We both look at each other with understanding. Even if one of us had a chance in a relationship with either of our crushes, we wouldn't take it. Why? for the simple reason of the other being lonely. Even if I gave Hime the go ahead to date Illumi, she would not accept even if I was whole heartedly happy for her and gave her my blessings. It's something we just understood.

It was probably selfish but, we've been through everything together and this situation wasn't going to change that. "They're probably going to come after us, aren't they?", she asks me. Looking at her with dread in my eyes, I slump against the counter and groan out a yes. It seems that life isn't going to be very peaceful anymore.