Ishihime Gender Switch

Hi people! I love ishihime and i was bored so i did this gender-bent one shot.

Uryu Ishida was putting the finishing touches to her dress for the dance. It was probably her best piece of work. It was a pretty light pink with black flowers swirling around the hem. She held it to her chest and twirled around in circles and paused in front of the mirror. It fitted her figure nicely and showed off her curvy hips and large breasts. She pushed her glasses up her nose and carefully placed the dress across her bed. Ichigo was going to be so jealous! She'd probably pout and stamp her feet and cross her arms and snap angrily. But then Rukia would scoop her up from under her feet and spin her around and say how cute his strawberry looked when she was angry. Then Ichigo would laugh and throw her arms around Rukia's neck. Uryu wished she had a guy to hug and to carry her around. But she did have a crush on one guy: Orihime Inoue. He was sweet, kind, caring and kind of dopey. Despite being the 3rd smartest in year 9, he often said odd things and it made her laugh. Whenever he was embarrassed, he would blush and run his hand through his orange hair. Uryu had made the dress thinking Orihime might ask her to the dance but she doubted it. After all she was 'a miss goody two shoes.' The sound of someone knocking on the door, ran through the house and Uryu went to the door to answer it. Uryu opened the front door and her jaw dropped. It was Orihime. His orange hair was ruffled and he was wearing his uniform with a tie. His deceased sister's hairpins were pinned on the pocket of his uniform. Uryu felt her cheeks turn slightly pink.
"Hi, Orihime," Uryu giggled, a broad smile appearing on her face.
"Hey, Uryu," Orihime said with a sweet smile. "May I come in?"
"Sure."
Uryu stepped aside to let Orihime in.
"Thanks." Orihime beamed a cute smile.
Orihime wandered into her room and plonked himself down on her bed.
"Man, I'm so tired," Orihime yawned, letting his book bag fall. "So, what have you been up too?"
Uryu ran her fingers through her long black ponytail before replying.
"Just making my dress for the dance."
Orihime picked up her dress, studied it and glanced at her. "You'll look great in this Uryu. Really pretty."
Uryu blushed a deep red and pushed her glasses up her nose. "Thanks."
"You know who else will look good in this?" Orihime asked.
"Who?"
"Me."
And he began dancing around the room singing, "la, la, la."
Uryu laughed and laughed until she couldn't stop. This guy was so funny; it made her heart soar up to the clouds. Then Uryu found her spinning so fast in Orihime's arms, she had uncontrollable fits of giggles.
"I came to ask you, Uryu Ishida," Orihime said, grinning, still spinning her. "Will you go to the dance with me?"
"Yes, yes I will!" Uryu laughed.
"Good."
Orihime placed her back on her feet, still laughing. Uryu felt his lips gently brush her cheek, then he whispered, "Then I will see you looking like a goddess at the dance."
Uryu stared up at him.
"Orihime…"
Uryu buried her head in his chest.
"Don't let go."

Thanks for reading please review