"Will you stop putting your hands on me!" Ichigo shouted as he escaped from yet another one of Lisa's attempt to check his "sword posture"
Hiyori had given up for the day, swearing her head off and a certain useless new Vizard, and so because Shinji had decided that Lisa was the one doing the least, that it was her turn to watch Ichigo train, not that Lisa minded anymore, there was something about the kid that made her watch him, rather than read her manga.
"Would you stop staring at me?!" Ichigo continued to complain
"Why?"
"Cause it freaks me out when pretty girls stare at me"
"…What?"
"I figured giving you a truthful answer would be better than blustering and yelling because you don't seem to pay attention to that"
"But you just called me pretty?"
"So?"
While Ichigo continued to train mask longevity Lisa moved slowly up behind him and grabbed him yet again.
"What the hell?!"
She quickly turned him around and silenced any further shouts with a quick, chaste kiss
When it was broken he quickly said "What the hell are you doing"
"You're the first person who's only ever called me pretty and not done a thing to act on it, That was my thanks"
Lisa walked off leaving a very stunned Ichigo in her wake.
Who knew the perverted sex maniac, was a diehard romantic?