Movies
The two sat there in comfortable silence as the movie played. The only noise besides the high definition surround sound was the sound of hands rustling in the popcorn bowl followed by the crunching of said popcorn.
The movie wasn't even half way over when the two hands brushed against each other at the bottom of the empty bowl, causing the two teens to blush.
"I'll go get a refill," Ichigo said, turning his head quickly so she couldn't see him blush.
"O-okay," Orihime stuttered, hiding her own blush.
Truthfully Ichigo was thankful to be out of the theater. He was completely lost in the movie. All he could figure out was that miniature green unicorns with their fangs were trying to get back the Holy Taco from the army of flying Nyan Cats. "What type of drugs do you have to be on to think of this stuff?" the orange haired teen muttered to himself. "Although, Orihime seems to be entranced by the whole thing. Not surprising given her imagination. The two go hand in hand, almost as if she wrote it." He accepted the refilled popcorn bowl from the vender and headed back to the theater. "Na, if she wrote it then there would be small blue people in it," he said with a slight chuckle.
Fifty seven minutes later the movie was over. In the end the Holy Taco was taken by the alien blue people. Ichigo mentally face palmed when they arrived.
"Did you help write this movie, because it screams hallucinogenic imagination, like you?" Ichigo joked, hoping she wouldn't say yes.
"Nope, the blue people that kidnap me are two and three quarters shorter. Plus I know that unicorns are orange not green. Also, there is only one true Nyan cat which means the army was fake." Orihime responded like it was completely normal.
"My bad," Ichigo said sarcastically amused. Now's my chance.
"Kurosaki-kun, your phone is ringing," Orihime said, pointing at his glowing pants pocket.
Shaking his head to snap out of his thoughts, he pulled the phone out and to his ear.
"SSSSSOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!" Isshun yelled in his pathetic sounding voice. "I need your help at the clinic, so come home now." With a click the conversation, if you could call it that, was over. Why can't I have a normal dad?
"Sorry Inoue, I can't walk you home. Dad needs me at the clinic. Think you can make it home without the blue people kidnapping you?"
"I'll be fine Kurosaki-kun, go help your dad."
Ichigo looked around real quick. The theater was empty and the lights still dimmed. Perfect.
Moving quickly before he lost his nerve, Ichigo wrapped an arm around Orihime's waist before crashing his lips down on hers.
Her eyes went wide, but soon she closed them, ready to enjpy the moment, only to feel him pull away. He hadn't removed his arm yet though, she noticed in her delirious state, making her already red face, redder.
Leaning in close to her, he whispered the three words she waited to hear, before slowly pulling away and running out of the theater to go help his dad.