I really hope that you like this Crystal! It took me awhile to figure out what I wanted to do. Big thanks to Rairakku for helping me brainstorm! ♥
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A loud knock on her front door startled Orihime, but she quickly made her way through the small apartment as she threaded the small silver hoop through her ear. Smoothing out any wrinkles of her baby blue cocktail dress, she smiled brightly as she opened the door and found her best friend standing before her, green eyes twinkling in joy.
"Tatsuki-chan!" cried Orihime gleefully before wrapping her arms around the tomboy in a tight hug. "I missed you!"
Chuckling, Tatsuki patted Orihime lightly on the back. "I missed you too. It's been awhile since we've been able to hang out."
"Yeah," nodding in agreement, Orihime stood back to let her friend in before continuing, "Work has been pretty hectic with that new proposal we've been trying to get started."
"How's that going for you anyway?" Tatsuki glanced around the small apartment, not noticing much of a difference from when the two of them were in highschool. The room was sparsely decorated, save for a few photos Orihime had accumulated during college and a small vase of flowers beside her brother's shrine.
"It's going great!" chirped Orihime as she quickly gathered her lipgloss, keys and cell phone before dumping them into her small silver clutch. "Aoyama-san helped us come up with the proposal but Mina-chan and I have been super busy with the artwork and presentation boards. I'm a little nervous about presenting it to the board though..."
"Orihime, you'll do great." Clasping a hand on Orihime's shoulder, Tatsuki grinned as she reassured her friend. "But are you nervous about tonight?"
Shaking her head, Orihime's smile brightened - if that was at all possible - as she slipped on her heels by the front door. "Not really. I'm really excited to see everybody! It's been ten years since we graduated. I'm curious to see how everyone is doing."
A devilish grin spread across Tatsuki's face as she nudged her friend playfully in the side. "That's not what I meant and you know it. Aren't you nervous to see a certain orange-haired punk?"
"Tatsuki-chan!" Orihime's cheeks flushed slightly under her friend's teasing and she chewed on her lower lip.
Laughing, Tatsuki put her arm around Orihime's shoulders and pulled her friend out of the small apartment.
Glancing over his shoulder, Ichigo's eyes narrowed as Ishida sauntered up to him, a wine glass in hand. Taking a swig of his beer, Ichigo leaned against the wall and slipped a hand into his pocket.
"What the hell do you want Ishida?" he grumbled. "Here to rub in your success some more?"
"Quite the contrary," stated Ishida coldly, his blue eyes glinting dangerously. While he had taken over his father's hospital and benefited from it, he secretly admired Ichigo's drive and freedom to become a journalist. Of course, he'd never admit that. "I was wondering if you had seen Inoue-san yet."
Turning his gaze towards the sea of people in front of him, Ichigo grunted before taking another swig of his drink. "I haven't seen her yet."
"She looks quite beautiful tonight," remarked the Quincy as he adjusted his glasses. "It's a shame that you never figured out your feelings for her earlier."
Ichigo's grip tightened on his bottle and he felt his heart accelerate as he fought the urge to clock the Quincy. Regretfully he didn't acknowledge his feelings for the healer until they had graduated from high school and gone their separate ways for college. He'd admit to that, but he didn't enjoy having other people bring it up all the time.
Grunting noncommittally, Ichigo pushed himself away from the wall and began to make his way through the crowd. While he was happy to see everyone from high school, he just wanted to go home and relax. Work had been grueling all week and the last thing he wanted to do was spend his one night off chatting with people he hadn't seen in ten years. Pausing to down the rest of his drink, he caught a flash of auburn out of the corner of his eye. Glancing around, he saw Orihime - as beautiful as he remembered - talking animatedly with Chad, Tatsuki, Ishida, and the rest of their high school friends. Chucking his empty beer bottle in the trash can, he calmly made his way over to the group. Tatsuki noticed him approaching and waved to him, which caused everyone else to turn their attention to him.
"Kurosaki-kun, you made it!"
Scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, Ichigo's eyes softened as he gazed at the young woman before him. "Uhh...yeah. I was just about to head out though."
"Oh..." Looking slightly dejected, Orihime approached him and quickly stood on her tip-toes to press a kiss to his cheek. "I'll see you when I get home. Oh, and you forgot to put the key under the mat again."
Laughing sheepishly, Ichigo smiled softly at her. "Sorry. You know how I am about remembering how to do that."
Nodding, Orihime waved good-bye to Ichigo, a bright smile on her face. She suddenly felt as if she had ten pairs of eyes on her and she slowly turned around, her eyes wide with apprehension as she saw all of her friends staring at her slack-jawed. Sighing softly, Orihime puffed her cheeks out in irritation. Now that Ichigo had fled before they could tell everyone that they were not only dating, but living together, she faced the task of telling everyone all alone.
As she tried calming down Tatsuki, she promised herself that she would get back at Ichigo for leaving her to do his dirty work.
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A loud knock on her front door startled Orihime, but she quickly made her way through the small apartment as she threaded the small silver hoop through her ear. Smoothing out any wrinkles of her baby blue cocktail dress, she smiled brightly as she opened the door and found her best friend standing before her, green eyes twinkling in joy.
"Tatsuki-chan!" cried Orihime gleefully before wrapping her arms around the tomboy in a tight hug. "I missed you!"
Chuckling, Tatsuki patted Orihime lightly on the back. "I missed you too. It's been awhile since we've been able to hang out."
"Yeah," nodding in agreement, Orihime stood back to let her friend in before continuing, "Work has been pretty hectic with that new proposal we've been trying to get started."
"How's that going for you anyway?" Tatsuki glanced around the small apartment, not noticing much of a difference from when the two of them were in highschool. The room was sparsely decorated, save for a few photos Orihime had accumulated during college and a small vase of flowers beside her brother's shrine.
"It's going great!" chirped Orihime as she quickly gathered her lipgloss, keys and cell phone before dumping them into her small silver clutch. "Aoyama-san helped us come up with the proposal but Mina-chan and I have been super busy with the artwork and presentation boards. I'm a little nervous about presenting it to the board though..."
"Orihime, you'll do great." Clasping a hand on Orihime's shoulder, Tatsuki grinned as she reassured her friend. "But are you nervous about tonight?"
Shaking her head, Orihime's smile brightened - if that was at all possible - as she slipped on her heels by the front door. "Not really. I'm really excited to see everybody! It's been ten years since we graduated. I'm curious to see how everyone is doing."
A devilish grin spread across Tatsuki's face as she nudged her friend playfully in the side. "That's not what I meant and you know it. Aren't you nervous to see a certain orange-haired punk?"
"Tatsuki-chan!" Orihime's cheeks flushed slightly under her friend's teasing and she chewed on her lower lip.
Laughing, Tatsuki put her arm around Orihime's shoulders and pulled her friend out of the small apartment.
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Glancing over his shoulder, Ichigo's eyes narrowed as Ishida sauntered up to him, a wine glass in hand. Taking a swig of his beer, Ichigo leaned against the wall and slipped a hand into his pocket.
"What the hell do you want Ishida?" he grumbled. "Here to rub in your success some more?"
"Quite the contrary," stated Ishida coldly, his blue eyes glinting dangerously. While he had taken over his father's hospital and benefited from it, he secretly admired Ichigo's drive and freedom to become a journalist. Of course, he'd never admit that. "I was wondering if you had seen Inoue-san yet."
Turning his gaze towards the sea of people in front of him, Ichigo grunted before taking another swig of his drink. "I haven't seen her yet."
"She looks quite beautiful tonight," remarked the Quincy as he adjusted his glasses. "It's a shame that you never figured out your feelings for her earlier."
Ichigo's grip tightened on his bottle and he felt his heart accelerate as he fought the urge to clock the Quincy. Regretfully he didn't acknowledge his feelings for the healer until they had graduated from high school and gone their separate ways for college. He'd admit to that, but he didn't enjoy having other people bring it up all the time.
Grunting noncommittally, Ichigo pushed himself away from the wall and began to make his way through the crowd. While he was happy to see everyone from high school, he just wanted to go home and relax. Work had been grueling all week and the last thing he wanted to do was spend his one night off chatting with people he hadn't seen in ten years. Pausing to down the rest of his drink, he caught a flash of auburn out of the corner of his eye. Glancing around, he saw Orihime - as beautiful as he remembered - talking animatedly with Chad, Tatsuki, Ishida, and the rest of their high school friends. Chucking his empty beer bottle in the trash can, he calmly made his way over to the group. Tatsuki noticed him approaching and waved to him, which caused everyone else to turn their attention to him.
"Kurosaki-kun, you made it!"
Scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, Ichigo's eyes softened as he gazed at the young woman before him. "Uhh...yeah. I was just about to head out though."
"Oh..." Looking slightly dejected, Orihime approached him and quickly stood on her tip-toes to press a kiss to his cheek. "I'll see you when I get home. Oh, and you forgot to put the key under the mat again."
Laughing sheepishly, Ichigo smiled softly at her. "Sorry. You know how I am about remembering how to do that."
Nodding, Orihime waved good-bye to Ichigo, a bright smile on her face. She suddenly felt as if she had ten pairs of eyes on her and she slowly turned around, her eyes wide with apprehension as she saw all of her friends staring at her slack-jawed. Sighing softly, Orihime puffed her cheeks out in irritation. Now that Ichigo had fled before they could tell everyone that they were not only dating, but living together, she faced the task of telling everyone all alone.
As she tried calming down Tatsuki, she promised herself that she would get back at Ichigo for leaving her to do his dirty work.
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