Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, other than the bottle I use on my whites.
Chad was clueless when it came to girls, especially when he was aiming to please Ichigo's sister, or else be beaten to a pulp by her brother.
He'd always thought they were all the same, at least when it came to movies and jewelry and dinner.
Chad and Karin were both uncomfortable, both trying to hide it, and both doing a horrible job of it. It was Karin who opened her mouth, though, and let out a small growl.
"You'd think that after my various ramblings of how I refuse to be like every other girl, and how I can't stand not being loud for more than two minutes, that we wouldn't be coming here for a date, Chad." Karin stood up. "Whaddya say we go out and have some sushi, then illegaly download some movie or another to watch while it's still in theatres?"
Karin smacked his hand away twenty minutes later when he tried to pay for the sushi. "No way. I'm not a typical girl; I don't expect you to pay for everything," Karin handed the cashier a credit card. "Especially when Ichigo forgot to take his wallet with him to work."
I'm baaaaack! Not that I was missed. This popped into my head while I had my friend in a headlock, noogy-ing the hell out of him.