213A/N: Hello!
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Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo.
Rating: K,
Warnings: Slightly Crack-ish.
ICHIHIME
This one-shot/drabble is what happens when you have free-time, internet access and maybe some sugar to add on to it.
Apologies for the long author's note!
Enjoy!
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'You're a pansy, Ichigo, plain and simple.'
'Shut up! No one asked you, you pineapple!'
'No, Renji. He's just pathetic.'
'Rukia!'
'Kurosaki, for how long are you planning to ignore your feelings for Inoue-san?' the black-haired man asked as he pushed up his glasses and their tall Mexican friend nodded in agreement with the question.
'My fee – None of your business!'
Monday
She told him, 'Ohayo Kurosaki-kun!'
He replied with 'Babe, your beauty makes the morning sun look like the dull glimmer of the moon.'
Jaws dropped. Brows furrowed. Then there were a few odd smirks.
The bell rang and they all settled down.
Ochi sensei came in and wondered why Inoue Orihime had fainted on the floor.
Tuesday
School had just got over.
They were the last two students left in the classroom.
He had an enigmatic look on his face as he stared at into space.
'Kurosaki-kun?' she asked, worried if there was something wrong with him.
'Your body is 65% water and I'm thirsty.'
She blinked, blushed and stammered.
'W-Well, I-I'm sure we can find you some juice or – '
'That's alright. Forget it.' He said, running his hand through his hair as he left. She noticed that his ears were curiously red.
Wednesday
The P.E. teacher's whistle blew and the students took a break. She sat on the bench with the rest of her friends, thankful to be wearing shorts in the awful heat.
The basketball he'd been chasing rolled over to her.
'Here you go, Kurosaki-kun.' She said, handing it to him with a smile.
'Did you sit in a pile of sugar? Because you have a pretty sweet ass.'
He went home with a black eye, cracked ribs and the pain that comes with being kicked in the crotch, courtesy of Arisawa Tatsuki.
Thursday
She was solving a hard Math problem in the library when he walked past her.
'Don't frown. You don't know who could be falling in love with your smile.'
She gasped and fell out of her chair in shock, her cheeks bright red.
Friday, after school
She was looking over the balcony on the rooftop. Most of the students had already left but she liked to come up here sometimes. With Tatsuki absent that day due to karate practice, she was alone.
She turned and saw him behind her.
She finally gathered her courage and asked him, 'Um, Kurosaki-kun, for these past days you've been saying , er, some things – '
'They're pick-up lines, Inoue.' He sighed. He looked very frustrated and oddly relieved.
'I-I see. Um, that, why?' she mentally berated herself for not even being able to form a proper question.
'I lost a bet against Renji and Rukia. They would choose a pick-up line every day and I had to say it. I wasn't allowed to explain anything until you asked.'
'Oh.' She couldn't help but feel disappointed. She'd hoped that maybe, just maybe, he could have actually returned her feelings.
'Inoue?'
'Yes, Kurosaki-kun?'
'Because of you, I laugh a lot harder, scowl a little less and smile a lot more.'
He looked so serious, his chocolate brown eyes staring at her. He said those words as if they were the absolute truth and she wished he wouldn't. It broke her heart. She would give anything for it to be true.
'R-Right. Thank you, Kurosaki-kun.'
She turned, wanting nothing more but to get away before he saw the wetness in her eyes. His hand came up to hold her wrist, stopping her.
'That wasn't a pick-up line.' He said and her eyes widened.
She faced him again as he said:
'And neither is this. I will stop loving you when an apple grows from a mango tree on the 30th of February.'
'Eh?'
He took a deep breath, looked straight into her eyes and said what he had wanted to for so long.
'I love you.'
'I love you too.' She said, a brilliant smile on her face.
He bent his head and kissed her. Her eyes went wide before she melted against him. Her hands came up around his neck as he pulled her closer, his arms around her waist.
'Ne, Kurosaki-kun?' she asked a little while later as he walked her home.
'Yeah?'
'U-Um, are you accepting applications for girlfriend?'
He stared at her. She was blushing heavily and nervously gripping the edge of her skirt.
He took her hand and intertwined their fingers.
'Not anymore. You're hired.'
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