The kiss is short, nervous and chaste. Just a slight press, some noses bumping together and both parties blushing as if they were watching an amateur performance of the musical `Hair` and had only just walked in to the most...infamous...scene. But her heart is swelling and his heart is pounding through his chest, and so, and so they ignore the blushes covering their faces.
And there she is, standing in that group of friends, not feeling alone by any stretch of the word. In fact, all she feels is...happiness.
"I didn`t expect..." She begins, her voice weak and barely heard in the rising voices and exceptionally loud cheers (courtesy of a very drunk Rangiku).
A slight, nervous sort of smile, one she`s seen before but can`t exactly place, plays on his lips. His hands are firmly on her shoulders, and hers are firmly on his chest, and they`re both just...happy, together.
Happy enough that Ichigo completely ignores the booming voice of a drunken Renji and the higher, more refined voice of Rukia, yelling, "It`s about goddamn time!"
(I DIDN`T SPELLCHECK IT BECAUSE I AM A BAD PERSON. Also, the wonky ```` marks is because my computer decided that today it is French. Whatever, enjoy!)
;A; Stupid LJ never told me that you posted this! *kicks it*
It was wonderfully written as always, m'dear! <3 Lol @ Renji and Rukia though. I'd totally do something like that! XD; I totally did not scream at the cute Ichigo cosplayer to kiss the note-quite-as-cute Orihime cosplayer at the convention last year. Keep up the awesome work, love! ♥
Ah, thank you <3 Haha, I just had to throw them in there somewhere. I can see you doing such a thing, for some reason. XD Your suspiciously specific denial has me completely believing you. Thanks again!
The kiss is short, nervous and chaste. Just a slight press, some noses bumping together and both parties blushing as if they were watching an amateur performance of the musical `Hair` and had only just walked in to the most...infamous...scene. But her heart is swelling and his heart is pounding through his chest, and so, and so they ignore the blushes covering their faces.
And there she is, standing in that group of friends, not feeling alone by any stretch of the word. In fact, all she feels is...happiness.
"I didn`t expect..." She begins, her voice weak and barely heard in the rising voices and exceptionally loud cheers (courtesy of a very drunk Rangiku).
A slight, nervous sort of smile, one she`s seen before but can`t exactly place, plays on his lips. His hands are firmly on her shoulders, and hers are firmly on his chest, and they`re both just...happy, together.
Happy enough that Ichigo completely ignores the booming voice of a drunken Renji and the higher, more refined voice of Rukia, yelling, "It`s about goddamn time!"
(I DIDN`T SPELLCHECK IT BECAUSE I AM A BAD PERSON. Also, the wonky ```` marks is because my computer decided that today it is French. Whatever, enjoy!)
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It was wonderfully written as always, m'dear! <3 Lol @ Renji and Rukia though. I'd totally do something like that! XD; I totally did not scream at the cute Ichigo cosplayer to kiss the note-quite-as-cute Orihime cosplayer at the convention last year. Keep up the awesome work, love! ♥
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Ah, thank you <3 Haha, I just had to throw them in there somewhere. I can see you doing such a thing, for some reason. XD Your suspiciously specific denial has me completely believing you. Thanks again!
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