A/N: Drabble born of procrastination.
Disclaimer: The standard: Do not own, do not profit, but am amused.
Riruka is short sighted, but she loves the way Ichigo looks when he is running for his life. The sheer terror on his face makes her fall a little more in love with him with each passing minute. And his confusion, so cute!
She wants to have cake, and tea, and her most beloved things together with her when she adds Ichigo to her collection of favorite things. He is absolutely yummy, like cake. He is terribly refined, a bit like tea. He is totally her type of guy, a little stupid, strong, with a heart of gold that is oh-so breakable. She doesn't just want a piece, she wants the whole thing. Her favorite things don't come in pieces; they come in the whole damn package with extra stuff just to keep her happy.
So Riruka is a bit short sighted when it comes to what Ichigo wants. But she thinks that her love will triumph over all. If only he could survive the next few minutes within her favorite dollhouse. It's almost fitting. There is her favorite toy, and then there is her favorite toy.
