Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach and/or its characters.
Lunchtime
She couldn't stop laughing. This was too funny.
She hugged her stomach as she doubled over, almost choking on her laughter. She looked up at his face again before laughing some more.
However this was not funny to the orange haired boy sitting across from her. He didn't know what the hell she was laughing about. And it seemed that she was too wrapped up in whatever she thought was so damn funny to even give him a strange answer.
This didn't mean that he wasn't getting ticked off with each passing minute of her laughing and pointing at him. His eye began to twitch and his frown deepened. "WHAT THE HELL IS SO FUNNY?!"
Orihime tried to calm down her laughing just enough so she could speak, "Ku-Kurosaki-kun… milk."
"What?" his eyebrows knitted closer, trying to figure out what the girl was trying to tell him.
"Y-y-you have a milk mustache."
His face had a horrified expression, but before he could wipe away the offending milk, he found soft lips kiss his upper lip and remove the mustache for him.
He blinked a few times, trying to register what happened before smirking at the slightly blushing girl and taking another swig from his milk carton, this time making sure he got another mustache.