So I said I would write chapter two of Like Virgin and I did. I wrote it faster than I did the first chapter, but I really got into it! I'm going to upload it to FF.net after I finish here. But I hope those who are reading like it and constructive criticism is welcome. I'm just an amateur writer and I'm trying to learn, but anyway on to the fic..( Read more... )
“Well I guess this is as good as it gets” she said exasperated with herself.
She picked up her purse and locked the door. Before she closed the door she looked at her shrine to Sora. Please watch over me, Brother.
While she walked to Uryuu’s house, her mind wandered as it so often did. Will he like my dress? Is it too simple? Does he really like me?
“Hey!” a voice called out.
Orihime looked up and then broke into a dazzling smile. It was Uryuu, waving at her from his window.
“Wait a sec, I’ll be right down” he called.
She walked up to the gate and waited for him. She brushed a lock of her hair back nervously. She hoped he liked her outfit.
When he was in her line of view, she could see he had dressed up quite nicely. He was wearing a dark suit and a blue tie. His hair was neat and his glasses sat just so on his nose. He was so handsome.
“Hello” he said opening the gate and staring at her with those blue eyes. “You look really nice”
“You think so?” she said looking down at her flower print dress. “I wasn’t sure what to wear. Do you think I should go home and change? Oh dear, I’ll be right ba—“
“Orihime” he interrupted her rushed speech “You look beautiful. Trust me”
She stared at him with huge brown eyes and she saw how earnest he was. She sighed.
“Sorry” she said bowing.
He pulled her up and looked at her intensely. Then he kissed her. She was surprised at first, but then she relaxed in his arms. His kiss was soft and it made her melt. Then all too soon, he released her.
“So shall we?” he said
“Sure” she said dazed.
When he opened the door, she saw that he had sat up his small dining room. There were lilies in a vase. Under the flowers, there was a blue table cloth. It was perfect
. She thought to herself.
“My Lady, if you would have a seat. Dinner is almost ready” he said ushering her to a seat. She giggled lightly.
“What are we having?” she asked.
“I thought maybe you would like a foreign meal” he said stirring at the stove “So I checked some cookbooks out from the library and I found the perfect recipe”
She wondered what he could have possibly made for dinner. There was no doubt that she would like it, she loved everything he made. But there was so many foods that she hadn’t tried, she was positively excited to try something new.
She waited patiently until she heard him take the dishes down from the cabinets. Then she turned in her seat and called out “Do you need any help?”
He was coming to her with two plates in his hands bouncing them precariously. She started to get up, but then he was already there placing her plate in front of her.
She looked down at the dish and she sort of recognized the food.
“Uryuu did you make me noodles?” she said delightedly
“Somewhat” he said sitting down in his own seat. “It’s actually spaghetti. It’s Italian”
“Ohhh” she said picking up her fork “What’s the red stuff?”
“It’s sauce” he said laughing “Try it”
She didn’t need to be told twice. She picked her utensils. A fork, she knew that much. She thought.
She took a mouthful of the pasta and chewed. It was splendid! She looked across at Uryuu and he was watching her, an anxious look in his eye.
“I love it!” she said when she had finished chewing.
Then he laughed that laugh she loved so much. His eyes were glowing behind his glasses.
“I thought I had messed up somewhere and let the noodles cook to long”
She took another forkful of the pasta “No it’s sweet, but tangy”
They ate in silence with occasional looks over the flowers. When she was done, she gently wiped her mouth with a napkin and waited until he finished. Her mind was wandering again. Had he forgotten about what they had talked about on the phone?
“So um…” she started. How did one bring up the topic of sex?
“I know what you’re thinking” he said. She looked up and he was staring intensely at her.
“Well I t-thought w-we…” she stuttered and put her head down.
“Don’t be ashamed,” he said reaching over and taking her hand in his.
“I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately” she admitted.
“So have I, but I’m you know…” he looked around as though there was someone else in the room “A virgin” he said whispering.
She laughed lightly “So am I”
“I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do actually” he said “I’ve read books on the subject, but they weren’t much help”
She looked at the crestfallen look on his face. Poor Uryuu
, she thought. He thought he could learn anything and everything from a book. That was so like him.
“Maybe we could learn by practicing?” she suggested “You know what they say. Practice makes perfect!”
He looked up and she could see the burning look in his eye. He stood up and reached for her hand.
“Well why don’t we try out your theory?” he said leading her to his small bedroom.
Orihime knew that no matter what, this would be a night to remember.
ETA: Still typing too fast. Must learn to slow down...