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[berry_of_death]

Name(s): Ichigo, Orihime
Location: Hufflepuff Common Room
Week: 35
Time: Monday evening
Rating: I can't imagine it going above PG

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[berry_of_death]

"'S not a problem," Ichigo replied gruffly, trying and failing to pull his face back into a semblance of a scowl, like he always did when he was uncomfortable with his own feelings. It didn't really work. Maybe that meant that he wasn't really that uncomfortable with them after all. "Any time."

And he meant that, which was not something that could be said of many people. Even Rukia, he got sick of seeing sometimes (not most of the time, but there was no way in hell he was letting her know he felt that way). Orihime, on the other hand...maybe it was something to do with the way there were no expectations between the two of them when they were together.

Startled, he blinked down at her head on his shoulder. There was a brief pause before she snuggled closer, and colour shot to Ichigo's cheek, colour he frantically tried to shove down (with little success). Giving in with a sigh, his eyebrows relaxed a little to give Orihime a soft sort of not-frown-smile. "Hey, wanna sit down or something?" He kept on tacking those 'or something's onto his sentences, maybe because he wanted her to know she had a choice in the matter.

Or something.

[halcyon_hime]

Orihime nodded, too emotionally exhausted to care where exactly Ichigo was leading her. (Not that she minded~ Orihime knew without a doubt that Ichigo would never let anything bad happen to a friend of his.) Sitting down sounded like a good idea anyway. Who would have know that crying all day could be so tiring?

She shouldn't be doing this, a thought popped into the back of Orihime's tired mind as they found a bench and sat. She shouldn't be getting this close to Ichigo, emotionally or physically. Orihime had realised long ago, after months of fruitlessly trying to get his attention, that Ichigo saw her only as nakama. And she had then decided that she would be happy being that to him. Being only that.
So getting this close to him when she knew nothing could come of it? It wasn't wise. It would only make it harder and more painful for her to not think of all the things she couldn't have...

She shook her head against his shoulder. She would deal with all of that tomorrow.
"I'll definitely ask Nii-san to show Professor Iroh around then." she said, staring down at their intertwined hands and thinking the treacherous thought that she'd like to hold his hand more often.