hali: coin, shoes
ichigo♥orihime
COIN
He speaks and the wind carries the words to her while whipping her hair around, lifting her skirt, and lashing at her so stubbornly.
Orihime blinks at him, doe-eyed and flushed, her mouth hanging open.
Ichigo smirks at her, leaning against the railing, eyeing her with amusement. “Close your mouth.” The girl blinks, flushes again and snaps her mouth close.
“…so?” he looks out over the courtyard from the roof where they agreed to meet. “What’s your answer?”
“M-My a-answer…” she stutters. He looks back at her, watching her from under his lashes. His eyes are burning, too bright, too intense, piercing her, burning her.
Orihime bites her lip, thinking deeply, a finger poking her chin. Her eyes brighten and she shoves her small hand inside her skirt’s pocket. Ichigo merely watches her.
“Aha!” She extracts her hand and beams at him blushingly. He raises a brow. “Let’s flip a coin.”
He looks amused, faces her fully and leans against the railing with his arms crossed, “What for?”
“To decide our fate,” She says intelligently, proud of herself. Orihime catches his intense eyes and blushes more.
Ichigo nods, still looking amused. “Whether you will go out with me or not,” Her blush spread from her cheeks down to her neck and collarbones until her whole face is red as an apple.
“R-Right,” she mumbles, trying to recover her bearings. “W-well… Heads means ‘yes, I will go out with you today’.” The corner of his mouth turns up, his eyes glinting. Orihime blushes more. “Tails…” She breaks off breathlessly, doe eyes widening as her orange-haired previous-crush-now-love-of-her-life-and-center-of-her-universe closes the distance between them, sending her neurons into panic attack and neurotransmitters freezing in their tracts.
“…and tails?” he prods in that dark chocolate-y voice of his that makes her knees weak.
“Tails… m-means… means…” Orihime struggles, watching him draw closer until he is standing so close, so very close to her that all she has to do is to reach a little and she’ll be able to taste him.
“Means…?” Ichigo breathes into her parted, quivering lips. He isn’t touching her, but his very presence is scorching her.
“I-”
Orihime gasps as Ichigo gently kisses her lips. He is so warm, and his lips are soft unlike his hands that wield Zangestu, unlike his words that he yells every time he battles those stray Hollows.
He presses closer, boldly tasting her, and she yields, eyes sliding shut.
He tastes like chocolates, sweet and strong, like a promise, like summer, insecurities and bold determination, tenderness and loyalty. He is warm, and she savors this wonderful stolen moment with fireflies inside her stomach.
The coin falls with a tinkle from her fingers.
At the sound of it touching the ground, Ichigo pulls back with an almost-soft smirk. He glances down and grins.
“Tails.”
Her eyes open and she looks bemused.
“It’s tails.” Ichigo says, staring at her lips with a faint smile. She tastes even better in reality, he decides quietly.
Orihime swallows and breathes deeply. “Tails…” she repeats breathlessly.
“So what does your coin say?” He stands with his weight on one foot, shoulders hunched and he tells himself, with her, with this girl, with you, it’s okay to be weak, to show compassion, watch clouds. With this girl, with you, you, you, the world is unfair and it is alright.
“…coin… Oh. Oh. Well… It m-means,” she starts to grin, her eyes dancing as she looks up to Ichigo’s smugly smirking face. “I’ll cook for you for our fist date.”
The smirk vanishes and Orihime spins round and round, skips backward while waving a hand, smiling oh-so smiling brightly like the sun. “See you later, Kurosaki-kun~”
SHOES sequel to ♥ myth
“Whoop-doo-dee-yup~”
“Orihime -”
“It’s the magic word, Rukia-chan. Like ‘abracadabra’ or -”
“Eh? The hell? What the hell do you want now?” A grumpy voice bellowed. The two girls turned to the voice. Orihime lit up.
“There he is!” Orihime waved her arms. “Fairy godfather-san!”
The corner of Rukia’s mouth and left eye twitched. The ‘fairy godfather’ was a grumpy-looking redhead. Also, Orihime failed to mention that he was tall, muscular with massive biceps, hard pecs, six-packed abs and …
“Orihime,” she rounded on her friend. “I told you, didn’t I? Don’t talk to suspicious-looking people! They’re… criminals!”
The redhead bristled at her comment and opened his mouth to counter but his goddaughter spoke first. “But Rukia-chan, he’s not a criminal! Well, he looks kind of suspicious but look!” Orihime pointed at the redhead; Rukia followed her finger and her jaw dropped. “He got wings!”
“Shit.”
“Oi. They’re not shit.” The redhead punched the tip of his index finger into his right nostril and started rotating it. A tic developed on Rukia’s forehead. “They’re wings, got it?” The little fairy wings gave a flutter as if to emphasize the wearer’s point. The fairy godfather turned to Orihime. “What do you want, pumpkin head?”
Orihime beamed at him. “Well, I want to introduce you to my friend. She refuses to believe me that I met my amazing fairy godfather.”
The redhead stopped picking his nose and flicked the booger over his shoulder. “Nice. Now that you’ve seen me, can I go now? I have to go and teach the Queen how to make a poisoned apple for Rapunzel.”
“It’s Snow White, moron.” Rukia corrected.
“Blah. Whatever. They’re all from Disney, anyway. So I’m goin’ now.”
“Wait.” It was Rukia who spoke, eyes hard. The redhead looked back at her, hmm. Cute but looks pretty violent.
“What is it? Is there anything you want to wish for?” He grinned but Rukia was not charmed. Not yet, anyway.
“Shut the hell up, you idiot!”
The fairy bristled. “Watch your language, shorty!”
“Shorty?! D-Damn you, you’re a crappy fairy godfather!” Rukia shouted, irate and… Her eyes traced the strong bulge of the fairy’s biceps. But the Kuchiki gave herself a shake as the suspicious redhead continued.
“Hey now, don’t go insulting my job! I gave Pumpkin Head what she needed! A gown, a coach and -”
“YOU COULD HAVE GIVEN HER A PAIR OF SHOES, MORON.”
He blinked.
“…Oh.”
disclaimer. BLEACH belongs to KT/WSJ.
notes. 40+ already, i feel accomplished. somewhat.
now i must go back to RL and
RAWR.
COIN
He speaks and the wind carries the words to her while whipping her hair around, lifting her skirt, and lashing at her so stubbornly.
Orihime blinks at him, doe-eyed and flushed, her mouth hanging open.
Ichigo smirks at her, leaning against the railing, eyeing her with amusement. “Close your mouth.” The girl blinks, flushes again and snaps her mouth close.
“…so?” he looks out over the courtyard from the roof where they agreed to meet. “What’s your answer?”
“M-My a-answer…” she stutters. He looks back at her, watching her from under his lashes. His eyes are burning, too bright, too intense, piercing her, burning her.
Orihime bites her lip, thinking deeply, a finger poking her chin. Her eyes brighten and she shoves her small hand inside her skirt’s pocket. Ichigo merely watches her.
“Aha!” She extracts her hand and beams at him blushingly. He raises a brow. “Let’s flip a coin.”
He looks amused, faces her fully and leans against the railing with his arms crossed, “What for?”
“To decide our fate,” She says intelligently, proud of herself. Orihime catches his intense eyes and blushes more.
Ichigo nods, still looking amused. “Whether you will go out with me or not,” Her blush spread from her cheeks down to her neck and collarbones until her whole face is red as an apple.
“R-Right,” she mumbles, trying to recover her bearings. “W-well… Heads means ‘yes, I will go out with you today’.” The corner of his mouth turns up, his eyes glinting. Orihime blushes more. “Tails…” She breaks off breathlessly, doe eyes widening as her orange-haired previous-crush-now-love-of-her-life-and-center-of-her-universe closes the distance between them, sending her neurons into panic attack and neurotransmitters freezing in their tracts.
“…and tails?” he prods in that dark chocolate-y voice of his that makes her knees weak.
“Tails… m-means… means…” Orihime struggles, watching him draw closer until he is standing so close, so very close to her that all she has to do is to reach a little and she’ll be able to taste him.
“Means…?” Ichigo breathes into her parted, quivering lips. He isn’t touching her, but his very presence is scorching her.
“I-”
Orihime gasps as Ichigo gently kisses her lips. He is so warm, and his lips are soft unlike his hands that wield Zangestu, unlike his words that he yells every time he battles those stray Hollows.
He presses closer, boldly tasting her, and she yields, eyes sliding shut.
He tastes like chocolates, sweet and strong, like a promise, like summer, insecurities and bold determination, tenderness and loyalty. He is warm, and she savors this wonderful stolen moment with fireflies inside her stomach.
The coin falls with a tinkle from her fingers.
At the sound of it touching the ground, Ichigo pulls back with an almost-soft smirk. He glances down and grins.
“Tails.”
Her eyes open and she looks bemused.
“It’s tails.” Ichigo says, staring at her lips with a faint smile. She tastes even better in reality, he decides quietly.
Orihime swallows and breathes deeply. “Tails…” she repeats breathlessly.
“So what does your coin say?” He stands with his weight on one foot, shoulders hunched and he tells himself, with her, with this girl, with you, it’s okay to be weak, to show compassion, watch clouds. With this girl, with you, you, you, the world is unfair and it is alright.
“…coin… Oh. Oh. Well… It m-means,” she starts to grin, her eyes dancing as she looks up to Ichigo’s smugly smirking face. “I’ll cook for you for our fist date.”
The smirk vanishes and Orihime spins round and round, skips backward while waving a hand, smiling oh-so smiling brightly like the sun. “See you later, Kurosaki-kun~”
SHOES sequel to ♥ myth
“Whoop-doo-dee-yup~”
“Orihime -”
“It’s the magic word, Rukia-chan. Like ‘abracadabra’ or -”
“Eh? The hell? What the hell do you want now?” A grumpy voice bellowed. The two girls turned to the voice. Orihime lit up.
“There he is!” Orihime waved her arms. “Fairy godfather-san!”
The corner of Rukia’s mouth and left eye twitched. The ‘fairy godfather’ was a grumpy-looking redhead. Also, Orihime failed to mention that he was tall, muscular with massive biceps, hard pecs, six-packed abs and …
“Orihime,” she rounded on her friend. “I told you, didn’t I? Don’t talk to suspicious-looking people! They’re… criminals!”
The redhead bristled at her comment and opened his mouth to counter but his goddaughter spoke first. “But Rukia-chan, he’s not a criminal! Well, he looks kind of suspicious but look!” Orihime pointed at the redhead; Rukia followed her finger and her jaw dropped. “He got wings!”
“Shit.”
“Oi. They’re not shit.” The redhead punched the tip of his index finger into his right nostril and started rotating it. A tic developed on Rukia’s forehead. “They’re wings, got it?” The little fairy wings gave a flutter as if to emphasize the wearer’s point. The fairy godfather turned to Orihime. “What do you want, pumpkin head?”
Orihime beamed at him. “Well, I want to introduce you to my friend. She refuses to believe me that I met my amazing fairy godfather.”
The redhead stopped picking his nose and flicked the booger over his shoulder. “Nice. Now that you’ve seen me, can I go now? I have to go and teach the Queen how to make a poisoned apple for Rapunzel.”
“It’s Snow White, moron.” Rukia corrected.
“Blah. Whatever. They’re all from Disney, anyway. So I’m goin’ now.”
“Wait.” It was Rukia who spoke, eyes hard. The redhead looked back at her, hmm. Cute but looks pretty violent.
“What is it? Is there anything you want to wish for?” He grinned but Rukia was not charmed. Not yet, anyway.
“Shut the hell up, you idiot!”
The fairy bristled. “Watch your language, shorty!”
“Shorty?! D-Damn you, you’re a crappy fairy godfather!” Rukia shouted, irate and… Her eyes traced the strong bulge of the fairy’s biceps. But the Kuchiki gave herself a shake as the suspicious redhead continued.
“Hey now, don’t go insulting my job! I gave Pumpkin Head what she needed! A gown, a coach and -”
“YOU COULD HAVE GIVEN HER A PAIR OF SHOES, MORON.”
He blinked.
“…Oh.”
disclaimer. BLEACH belongs to KT/WSJ.
notes. 40+ already, i feel accomplished. somewhat.
now i must go back to RL and
RAWR.