Day 19 - Male Showers

[class_one]

It was in complete silence that Zack was moved from the cafeteria to the showers. Usually one would have expected him to be chatting with the nurse despite the fact that she happened to think he was a certain Parker Johnson, but... No, not today

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[soul_defender]

A whining squeak from the shower nozzles sounded as Ichigo paced across the cold, damp tiles of the drenched floors, positioned himself beneath the metallic spout, and let the water start to flow against him. It was surprising how quiet he had been in entering and disrobing; perhaps he was actually growing accustomed to the motions of Landel's daily schedule, no longer needing a reason to protest? The thought hadn't crossed his mind for a moment, in truth. He looked and acted perfectly casual, as if it was the start of another normal day, and a healthy shower was the next to-do on his list.

Immediately, Ichigo's lean body took on a soft, soaked glow as beads of water dotted his skin. His flaired hair grew heavy and sank down around him, and as he brushed away the orange bangs from his eyes, he let himself relax, his shoulders slumping down near his chest.

At the moment, there was only one other soul in the room. Briefly, from his distanced spot among the jets of water, Ichigo took a modest look at the man with the wild black hair, but said nothing. He looked like he could use a little peace; maybe a rough night had gotten the best of him. Instead, wielding his usual straight-faced look of indifference, Ichigo began to work a spot of shampoo into his hair, fingers scrubbing gently.