Forgotten Date [CLOSED]

Midori had a couple of the worst days since the night of Kei's incident. She hadn't been able to get those images out of her mind, even having nightmares of what happened to that poor woman happening to her. She hadn't slept well and, unfortunately, had completely forgotten about a date. When the knock came to the door, Midori tensed up and just stayed silent. She hoped it would go away, assuming it was one of her Division members having some problem. "Just go ask Seiji..." she mumbled quietly when the second knock came, so it wouldn't be heard. However, when the voice that came through was Kazuo's, Midori shot up from her couch and walked over to the door. "I forgot..."

Midori hesitated just a bit before opening the door. She glanced around it and looked guiltily at Kazuo. She said nothing, sighed, and then revealed herself. She was still in her pajamas, a matching light green pant-shirt set. She shrugged shyly and motioned with her hand for him to come in. "Kazuo... I am so, so sorry. I completely forgot." Midori ran her fingers through her hair, it being let down out of the braid it was normally in. Midori had dark circles under her eyes and her hair wasn't exactly in the best shape either. She had no makeup on, which really didn't take away from anything since she barely wore any in the first place. However, Midori's apartment was a bit of a mess, something that the OCD Midori never let happen. She tried to keep on a smile, but it was obviously harder than normal.

Kazuo was acting kind about it, but Midori still felt horrible. How could she just forget about it? Even with what had been going on, she didn't feel like it was a good reason to forget about something so important. "Okay." was all she said in her tired mousy tone. He came in, which was welcomed. Midori felt a bit better knowing that someone else was around without the need for advice or help on some procedure. "Yeah, this is it." she replied with a weak smile. She didn't know what else to say. Her mind was racing to figure out what she could do to salvage this night. Her thoughts were pulled back to Kazuo when he spoke up. She smiled at the question, it was cute and he knew the question was ironic.

Midori just smiled, shook her head, and walked over to him. She pat his cheek and then kissed it. "You're cute." she said and then giggled, her mood perking up a bit. She walked over to the couch and sat down, patting the couch next to her. "Come, sit." she said, but it was more of a request. Midori took a deep breath and laid her head back over the couch to look up at the ceiling. "I have had one hell of a week. It's just been stressful and highly emotional for me, worse for others. I just..." Midori hesitated as her voice cracked from fighting the urge to cry, "It's just been hard, but that's no reason for me to forget about tonight. I do have a way that I can maybe make it better? Eat dinner here?"

"One of my meals?" Midori tilted her head cutely, unsure of what he meant. He offered his help, which was fine, but she didn't really think she was good enough at cooking to have her meals called out. "Okay..." Midori nodded and then her smile grew, "Okay, I can do that. I can cook us something up." Midori stood up from the couch excitedly, with a little bounce of her bust and Kazuo's smile brightening up her mood completely. She walked through the arch that led from the living area into the kitchen and looked through her fridge. There were a few things there and she decided on the quicker meal, since roast would take way too long. She pulled out some thawed chicken, potatoes, vegetables, rice, a few seasonings, and began the preparation. Once things were put together into a large casserole dish, she put it in the oven she had set to heat up while she was mixing everything. "There we go."

Midori clapped her hands and made her way back to the living area. She sat back on the couch and looked to Kazuo with a smile. "It'll take about forty five minutes to get done, but it's better than waiting double or triple that time for roast to slow cook." Midori explained. She curled her knees up so her feet were on the couch and she was facing him. She rested her elbow on the back of the couch and her head on her fist. "So, is there anything you would like to do or talk about while we wait?"

That little pause Kazuo allowed in the middle of his sentence caused Midori to blush quite a bit. Was he gonna finish it or did he just offer to fuck her? Once he did finish his sentence, Midori chuckled and shrugged. "Talking is fine. I don't usually do much while home, usually read. I also don't have many guests." Midori looked to the ceiling to think a moment, but he brought up taking of his jacket. She looked confused for a moment and then smiled. "Of course, make yourself comfortable." Midori motioned to her own clothing, "Do I look like I'm ready to go out. If I had any men's clothes sitting around, I'd let you borrow them, but I don't... So just do what you can to make yourself comfortable."

Midori waited as he made himself comfortable and couldn't help but admire the view. Her eyes returned to his as he spoke up. "Well, it's nothing I can expand on, but something recently happened in the Seireitei that..." Midori hesitated for a bit, "It was horrible. I was called in to heal the victim and the sight was a bit more damaging than I thought. I had to keep up a brave face..." Midori's face contorted as if she were to start crying, "...like I always do, but it was almost too much. I succeeded and I haven't been able to wipe the image from my mind sense then. I keep having nightmares about it and..." Midori brought her knees up and shoved her face in them to stop herself from crying.

You see... When a woman is tired, in pain, scared, and unsure of how to handle her emotions, there is only one word you can call her: vulnerable. Midori was exactly that. Her walls were down. She was home, where she was comfortable, and with a friend that she really did care for. She opened herself up to him and received a gentle embrace for comfort. Midori willingly leaned into him, laying her head on his upper chest and just rested there. Kazuo was so sweet, kind, and had a smooth way with words. He wasn't a flirt, but a genuine kind man. So when those words left his mouth, Midori looked up to him, their faces a small distance from each other. She looked into those beautiful blue eyes of his and couldn't help it. She pushed herself up and pressed her lips against his without much warning.

It just happened and she didn't really try to fight it. It was a kiss, something she felt she needed and wanted from him, so she took it. It wasn't a sloppy wild tongue kiss, if fact there was no tongue involved, and it wasn't a peck. Midori held her lips against his for a while, that soft and sweet sucking sensation pulling lightly at his lips as she pulled back. Midori opened her eyes then, those green orbs stuck on his before a small and slighty embarrassed smile came onto her lips. "Thank you, Kazuo."

Midori had thrown Kazuo way off of his own mental balance. She could tell almost immediately and when the 'happy birth' came out of his mouth, she couldn't help but giggled at him. She put her hand over her mouth, the movement allowing her to notice he hadn't let her go, which she was fine with. She listened happily as he stumbled over his own words and tried to regain his composure. It was too cute. Her cheeks had not faltered from the red they had been since she got the idea to kiss him in her mind. "I did too, actually. I felt like I needed it and I'm glad I went for it. I've never done something like that before." Midori stared at him with the cutest little blush and small shy smile.

"I told you how I have never had sex, right?" Midori waited for confirmation, remembering that happening on their last date, "Well, until just then I don't remember ever kissing anyone either. It could have happened, but that's a lot of years to search through. I can just tell you I don't remember it."

Midori had really enjoyed the kiss, but since it was her idea and her body initiating it, it didn't throw her off like it did this poor handsome man next to her. His reactions were adorable. However, he threw her off when he asked for another. That's when Midori realized where exactly that could have gone. It could have gone much deeper and it would have been her fault. She couldn't let that happen, however... "Okay." Midori turned toward him more and got onto her knees so she'd rise over him, "But first... Understand, Kazuo, I won't go any farther. I may be a little insecure about being a virgin, but not enough to give it away before I'm married." Before he could even reply, Midori moved to straddle him. She kept her hands pressed against his chest and leaned in to kiss him again.

It was just like before, a long-held peck with a light sucking. She pulled away for a moment and repeated the process multiple times, kissing him over and over again before moving to kiss his cheek, "Your hair is only a tease right now, Kazuo..." Midori had been very careful to not touch it, which was showing by how tightly her hands were clenched around his dress shirt. She wanted to touch it.

Midori blushed heavily when she was called out as a tease. She realized in that moment how much of one she was being. "I-I..." However, he gave her permission to do something that no one else was allowed to do. (Until Kaminari catches him.) Midori's eyes brightened like she had been given the best present in her life. She brought her hands up to touch it and then froze. "Oh!!" she groaned nervously, "I wanna, I know I do, but I'm nervous! It's like getting a taste of the forbidden fruit! You know you wanna, you know that tastes really yummy, but it's not supposed to be allowed!"

Midori's eyes focused on a certain section of his hair and just stayed there. She stuck her tongue out like the most determined child and took a deep breath. "I can do it. I have been given permission from the man who owns it. I am allowed!" Midori spoke while holding in most of her breath, so it sounded strained, and then let that air out. "Okay!" Midori brought her hand up to his hair and slid the back of her fingers across it. The nervousness visually faded away and she began running her fingers through it with a smile. "Yeah, your hair is amazing!" she giggled and threw her arms around his neck, obviously some of his hair as well, and nuzzled her cheek against his. "It so soft. Thank you for letting me."

Midori was absolutely stuck. Firstly, she reassured him that she would not do it in public and mentally noted that he had given her future permission. She nodded and let him speak, her eyes wide when the "be mine" question came up. Her heart skipped a beat and began to race. She thought that in that moment he had proposed. Since she had just told him they wouldn't have sex because she wanted to be married, it was going to break her heart. She would have said hell no if it was a proposal, but it wasn't. He just wanted her as his girlfriend. Once Midori realized that, she stared stunned at him. She was silent for a while, but soon nodded. She couldn't find the word! What was it?! She just kept nodding and nodding and nodding until finally. "Yes, okay! Yes. That's the word my brain couldn't find." Midori giggled and wiggled around excitedly a bit before leaning in and hugging tightly onto him.