Normally, he would never think such thoughts. It wasn't in his nature to think about anything perverted about anyone, especially his best friend. Yet, he couldn't understand why that thought had suddenly popped into his mind, causing his face to turn a nice shade of red.
He would've blamed his hollow for it; however, he was unusually quiet, which made him wonder if the thoughts were actually his.
Don't look down. Don't look down. Don't look-
Too late.
His brown orbs turned to look at the big mounds of flesh that stuck out from underneath the shirt the young girl wore. Any other time, he would've looked away, embarrassed he had looked in that direction.
Yet this time, he couldn't tear his eyes away.
Suddenly, the thought of ripping her shirt off and biting her breast caused him to blush more, causing him to moan at the thought. Not realizing what he did, he looked up only to see Orihime looking back at him, her eyes wide.
The others girls, consisting of Rukia and Tatsuki, both turned their heads towards the two, causing him to look at them, irritation in his eyes.
"What?"
"D-Did you just… Moan?"
Cursing that the sounds actually came from his mouth, he looked away.
"I think he just did.. What were you thinking about Ichigo?"
Feeling nervous at being caught daydreaming about his best friend, he squirmed under their gazes.
Orihime sensed his uneasiness and began waving her hands in front of them, causing the two girls to look at her.
"It's just really hot out! Ichigo just feels really warm! Ne, Ichigo-kun?"
Looking at the young healer, he turned his gaze to the other two, before swallowing. "Yeah.. That's why I moaned. I'm boiling to death."
Not believing his words, Tatsuki and Rukia looked at each other, shrugged and continued on their way.
"Well then, let's hurry to the pool!"
Ichigo couldn't stop the images from flooding his mind.