Warnings/Disclaimer: Brief boy!kissing and OOCness and AU and mild Orihime-bashing. I own nothing.
A beginning opening to a new show, "Rizzoli & Isles" made me laugh so hard when I saw it and then was amused whenever I thought about it for like an hour afterwards xD so I just HAD to write it xDD it's technically a new story, but since i was rewriting my one-shots in alphabetical order and this was just there, i decided to post it cuz its just a measly little drabble :3 hope you enjoy!
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Awkward is an Understatement
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Orihime was stretching after walking a couple blocks from her apartment, her pink sports tank top just barely containing her gifted bosom, only giving the world a tiny peek of her cleavage and the elastic bottom clung midway down her flat stomach. Her athletic black running shorts were rolled up a few times on her hips, so that the bottoms of the shorts were high up on her thighs and out of the way. Her lightweight white running shoes were alternately propped up on the metal bike rack before her, stretching her legs in preparation for the oncoming run. Her long, light orange hair was pulled up into a ponytail, high on her head and out of the way. She habitually kept brushing stray short strands of hair out of her face, tucking them behind an ear.
She had just moved onto another stretch when an admittedly gorgeous bright orange haired athletic male stopped up next to her to also use the sturdy bike rack as a stretching point. She inwardly jumped with glee when he gave her a friendly smile, those beautifully deep ochre eyes filled with generally happy warmth.
"Morning." The fine male specimen of a man greeted, his voice a deep purr of sexiness that riveted Orihime with girlish squeamish glee.
"G-Good morning!" She hurriedly returned, beaming when his beautiful smile grew wider at her unintentional stutter. She dropped her leg from the bike rack, turning and leaning her hip against the metal in what she hoped was a flirty position. "Do you run this route often? This is the first time I've seen you around here." She inquired curiously, twirling a lock of hair around her fingers a few times.
The man hummed, nodding as he kneeled briefly to yank his shoelaces that little bit tighter. "I'm usually out earlier, but I was running a bit late this morning." The orange haired male stood again to his full drool-worthy height, still wearing that friendly gentle uplifting of lips.
Orihime smiled prettily, opening her mouth just about to invite him to jog with her when an albino man suddenly appeared next to them with a whoosh of air blown past pale lips.
"Sorry I'm late, Ichi, couldn' find m'shoes at yer messy apartment." The white haired male teased cheekily, leaning in and pecking the orange haired male on the lips, neither handsome men seeing Orihime's jaw fall open stupidly with shock at the brief liplock.
The orange head Orihime had just been sure she was flirting with, grinned an even brighter smile at the albino stranger. "That's only cuz you were too busy trying to jump into my pants last night to see where'd you kicked 'em off." The ochre-eyed man returned just as cheekily, stepping away from the bike rack and a stunned Orihime.
The albino grinned wickedly, and the orange haired beautiful man darted off with barely another glance in Orihime's direction, the white haired similarly looking man running after him with a bark of laughter, leaving Orihime to watch their metaphorical dust settle.
Stunned and thoroughly embarrassed, Orihime skipped her morning run for the day.
Heehee~ x3 I amuse myself… Please review ^^