Who: Ichigo Kurosaki, Orihime Inoue What: Orihime stops by to clarify her feelings and to eat cake. Where: Northern District - Ichigo's House When: August 11, 2011 - Early Evening Warnings: None
It wasn't particularly surprising that in the wake of the storm, aside from getting the lay of the land and seeing his friends, Ichigo had been spending considerable time up on his roof, working on trying to get a grip on his Bending abilities. It wasn't always going smoothly, but some things seemed to help the process, and being reminded of what he stood to lose if he couldn't get a solid grip on this was one of those
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Ah...? She hadn't explored the upstairs in his house before. Her first visit had only covered the kitchen and the rooms linked to the hallway. So had he put his bedroom up there, then?
"Coming!"
She thought about getting some plates and forks from the kitchen, but that's what BENDING was for! Maybe Ichigo would want to take a shot at it himself, and she could check on his progress. She was pretty sure he was advancing well, though, considering just how quick he was to pick up and understand his other skills.
Jogging up the stairs, Orihime rounded the banister. This place was definitely starting to feel (and smell) more like a home than a house.
Not just a bedroom, but a sitting room too. It wasn't like he expected much company, but Rukia had insisted on coming to see the place the other day, so it was sort of an emergency spare room in case she got any funny ideas about suggesting living in his closet again.
He smiled when he saw her, nodding towards a little coffee table with his head. "You wanna set the cake down there?"
Orihime relaxed internally upon seeing that it was a sitting room, and not his bedroom. That would make things significantly less awkward! Oh she still expected some embarrassment on her part at least, considering the topic, but it didn't seem like it would have been as bad if it had been a point blank confession out of the blue.
"Sure! Eeto..."
She circled the table until she found her cushion, settling down on her knees to place the box squarely in the center. Popping open the tape with her fingernail, she bent back the lid to reveal a charmingly decorated mojito cake with tiny candy limes and curls of frosting-ivy over the white icing.
"This one is mint and lime. It's a really good combination! I figured you probably hadn't tried this flavor yet, so..." Her shoulders hitched as she grinned. "Dig in!"
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"Coming!"
She thought about getting some plates and forks from the kitchen, but that's what BENDING was for! Maybe Ichigo would want to take a shot at it himself, and she could check on his progress. She was pretty sure he was advancing well, though, considering just how quick he was to pick up and understand his other skills.
Jogging up the stairs, Orihime rounded the banister. This place was definitely starting to feel (and smell) more like a home than a house.
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He smiled when he saw her, nodding towards a little coffee table with his head. "You wanna set the cake down there?"
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"Sure! Eeto..."
She circled the table until she found her cushion, settling down on her knees to place the box squarely in the center. Popping open the tape with her fingernail, she bent back the lid to reveal a charmingly decorated mojito cake with tiny candy limes and curls of frosting-ivy over the white icing.
"This one is mint and lime. It's a really good combination! I figured you probably hadn't tried this flavor yet, so..." Her shoulders hitched as she grinned. "Dig in!"
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