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[heavenlyvalley]

Who: Ichigo and Rangiku
What: Cheering Icchi-chan up~!
When: After talking over devices
Where: Rangiku's place
Rating: PG-13 8)

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[gogoichigoyo]

Ichigo followed the map and was led to a place a little different than what he had expected. Not really caring at this point though, he simply shrugged it off and knocked on the door. It wasn’t that he was lonely for just anyone, he was lonely for the familiar people, and Rangiku just happened to be familiar. He waited after the knock and looked around a bit, having a slight feeling of dread welling up in his stomach.

“This place is too damn cold…”

[heavenlyvalley]

Rangiku perked up a bit on the couch, hearing the knock on the door. Pulling herself to her feet, she went to answer. It was Ichigo, as expected.

"Hey, glad you could find this place," she said as a way of greeting. "Come in, come in~"

She ushered him inside and indicated to the couch with a vague hand gesture.

[gogoichigoyo]

His eyes automatically took everything in. And it wasn’t a very pleasant scene, to him, but something he actually did kinda expect. She never did seem like a very organized person to him. The smell of sake caught his nose, and Ichigo looked back at her. “Drinking already?” he asked, taking a seat on the couch.

[heavenlyvalley]

She noted his somewhat displeased look as he took in the sight of her apartment. Well, that was just too bad~ She sat down next to him, flipping a strand of hair over her shoulder. Her lips were spread in a slight grin.

His drinking comment earned a look. She scoffed. "I don't drink alone. You think I'm some depressed loser or something?" Not that she hadn't ever pulled that, it was just something she preferred not to do.

She leaned over to grasp the sake bottle, raising it to pour some into each cup. Taking one, she pushed the other towards Ichigo.

[gogoichigoyo]

It was rude to turn down something that was offered, even if he was underage and his dad would probably have his head if he ever found out. Or praise him.

Ichigo sighed and took it, not sure if he wanted to drink it or just hold it. He’d rather have Renji here, to drink with, but Rangiku would have to do. Not getting drunk would be the plan then, he figured to himself, sipping slowly at the alcoholic beverage. “You seem like the type that drinks no matter who is around.”

[heavenlyvalley]

Rangiku was somewhat surprised that he accepted the drink so quickly. She had expected him to throw a fit over it. Must be pretty upset, then. She wondered if Renji was involved in any way.

She lifted her own cup to her lips, slowly taking it in. Finishing, she lightly smacked Ichigo's shoulder. "Oh, shut up. There's nothing wrong with it~"

[gogoichigoyo]

Ichigo didn't expect the smack and drenched himself with what was left in his cup. He looked down at his shirt and pants and sighed. "I don't think you'll have clothes in my size here..." he mumbled, blushing slightly at the thought of even getting undressed with Rangiku around. Not that he was shy, well, he was to a degree, but she might be drunk already, so that made her somewhat dangerous to be around when it came to being undressed.

[heavenlyvalley]

Looking at the mess she had inadvertently caused, Rangiku only laughed capriciously. "There's probably enough room in one of my shirts, you know," she joked. Half-joked. It could very well be true.

His blush was quickly noted. She loved to jump on every opportunity to tease the guy, and this was no exception. "Oh~? And what kind of thoughts are going through your perverted mind now~?"

[gogoichigoyo]

He didn't even bother responding to that one, just pulling slightly at his wet shirt. Ichigo sighed, then blushed an even deeper shade of red when she asked him that. "P-Perverted?!" He blinked a few times, the shade of red growing even darker. "I'm not thinking anything perverted!"

[heavenlyvalley]

This was way too easy. She watched with great amusement as Ichigo’s face flushed deeper and deeper. "Of course you weren't, your face it just that red naturally," she teased. Her cup was already refilled and she sipped from it between giggles.

“Look, just take it off. You’ll reek of alcohol.” She paused. Her cup was empty again. “More than you already will,” she added as an afterthought.