SORRY FOR THE WAIT ♥cinqueviteSeptember 7 2008, 00:37:37 UTC
At the sound of the door, the young girl leapt up from her seat at the kitchen table, sprinting and stumbling over a wayward piece of furniture on her way. The crash that followed must have been pretty loud--but Orihime was up on her feet the next second, heading across the small apartment to reach the front door. An embarrassed blush crept across her cheeks, but it didn't take away from the wide smile on her lips or the excitement she felt at finally getting the chance to meet her friend. The young girl was dressed casually, and all but wrenched the door off its hinges in her rush to greet the long-awaited visitor. She'd been dying to see him--even though Orihime was, well...awful at handling a computer, what she hadn't known she'd been patiently taught over the course of these last few months, and she was grateful for that. She was grateful to meet someone as nice as he had been
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Uryu winced a little the riotous noise, a light frown of worry creasing his features. It seemed the acquaintance-- or friend, though from her tone, the former seemed more likely-- was right about Inoue: she was rather danger prone. Well, perhaps he'd be able to keep her a bit safer while he was around.
Still, given the crashes, Ishida wasn't expecting Orihime to whip open the door quite so quickly, to be quite so chipper, or to greet him quite so enthusiastically. He was, by nature, somewhat standoffish and aloof, and on the rare occasions he received hugs, they were from family. To be hugged by anyone else was surprising to say the least-- especially by a pretty girl. A very pretty girl. Inoue's descriptions of herself hadn't quite done her justice. A slight crimson tint colored Uryu's cheeks, but, thankfully, he had the presence of mind to give her a quick, if awkward, hug in return before speaking
( ... )
Orihime's smile, on the other hand, didn't quite disappear. She released him and took a step back, clasping both hands together in front of her, and flashed the other a reassuring grin as she spoke. "Oh, don't worry about it! That happens all the time." Which was certainly enough to make anyone worry, all things considered. "A piece of furniture isn't going to stop me from answering the door when you're here, Ishida
( ... )
And, just as he had never been hugged by a girl outside of his family before, neither, before, had any girl held his hand before. Needless to say, despite his most valiant efforts to make it go away, his blush may have gotten more than a tad worse. At the very least, Orihime seemed so lost in her own train of thought and didn't notice. It was... unexpected endearing. He could see why her letters so often seemed to be written in stream of consciousness
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Still, given the crashes, Ishida wasn't expecting Orihime to whip open the door quite so quickly, to be quite so chipper, or to greet him quite so enthusiastically. He was, by nature, somewhat standoffish and aloof, and on the rare occasions he received hugs, they were from family. To be hugged by anyone else was surprising to say the least-- especially by a pretty girl. A very pretty girl. Inoue's descriptions of herself hadn't quite done her justice. A slight crimson tint colored Uryu's cheeks, but, thankfully, he had the presence of mind to give her a quick, if awkward, hug in return before speaking ( ... )
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