My Type of Woman
IchiXRuki
Summary: Especially written to IchiXRuki fans. Ichigo is stuck watching a romance movie with Rukia. He questions her about a person's "type" of man or woman. They both share their thoughts and fail to realize... they just discribed each other.
Ichigo and Rukia were on front of the TV's bright glow. The dark-haired girl was huddled next to her friend as she blew her nose, and wiped her tears on tissue. A romance movie was broadcasting while Ichigo's basketball game was on. He was forced –not to mention threatened- to watch it with her.
"A whole two hours of a sappy story-line and super bad acting," Ichigo had called it once… only to collide with Rukia's foot against his face.
The Substitute Shinigami shuddered at the thought and continued to watch it.
The main female actress was about to leave to main male actor for "the stupid psycho who won't let the two be together" (according to Rukia).
When she finally told the guy "goodbye," Rukia burst into tears as the woman exited his house with her suitcase.
Ichigo rolled his eyes.
He finally exhaled when a commercial interrupted the movie.
Ichigo looked down at the sobbing Rukia. A pile of cried-on tissue was next to her. Suddenly, he feared the box might run out of absorbent tissue and she'd start using his arm. Ichigo's arm wasn't absorbent.
"Get a grip on yourself, Rukia," he grunted.
"But, Ichigo!" She tearfully looked up at him. "Sarah was Jonathon's type! A-And she left him for Michael - a complete opposite of him!" she ranted.
He couldn't believe how girls were worked up over this stuff. Although, he still had to question her. "'Jonathon's type?' What do you mean by that?"
"It just means that they're perfect for each other, because Jonathon's ideal woman is Sarah and vice versa," she explained for the dimwitted Ichigo.
Ideal woman… He began to ponder upon that.
"How does a person know his or her ideal man or woman, exactly?"
Rukia sniffed and cleared her throat to explain these things to Ichigo that he would never easily fully understand. "Just what you prefer on a woman. Like maybe curly hair or an outgoing personality."
"Oh…" Unaware, Ichigo was sucked into the topic.
She nodded, seeing he was catching on.
He brooded over that more. Not once did he think about his "type" of girl. He thought about every girl being even to his eyes. Although, he sees now that he prefers a special kind of woman. One that stood out among the rest. Ichigo began debating in his head.
"So, Rukia…" Ichigo glanced at her with suspicious eyes. "What's your type of man?" he failed at sounding nonchalant.
"Well." She thoughtfully considered it over as well. "Tall. Some sort of unique hair colour that's not very common. Brown eyes… Oh! Willing to spend time with a girl through like, let's say, a romance movie. Of course, strong, brave and empathetic... Protective. I kind of like that 'laid back' attitude" She listed it all.
"How 'bout yours, Ichigo?" she asked in return.
"My type of woman short be short… With dark hair. Also, a stunning dark colour of eyes. Petite, although determined and strong. Pale skin. Lastly, someone who could also kick guy butt sometimes. Almost aggressive." He was satisfied with his choice.
"That's interesting," Rukia commented.
"Uh-huh."
The movie started again. This time, Ichigo had more knowledge of why it was worth watching these "sappy" movies of Rukia's. A guy could learn a thing or two.
"So Rukia, Sarah and Jonathon are meant to be together right?" He asked. The perfect match that found their "type" in each other.
"Yes, Ichigo."
He was brought into thinking again… "But, it's just a movie, right? Who could find their match in reality? They simply couldn't be right in front of you… right?"
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