"Oh come on! Just this once! It's your guy's first date! Please!" Orihime had a big lip puppy eyes look on, Rukia had to give in.
"Fine but NOT TOO MUCH!" She squeezed her eyes tight as Orihime dragged her through various shops in the mall, dressing her up like a doll and comparing different make-up colors to her complexion. Then Orihime started spraying foul smelling stuff allover her wrists, until finally she found one that had a smell similar to strawberries, and another that smelled like apple cider.
As they left the mall, both of them holding three bags each, Rukia puzzled over why she had agreed to this. It was Ichigo's and her first date, even though they had had their first kiss already. Mmm...She bit her lip as she thought about the kiss, and further. He was so warm and so gentle. She knew he could force her to do whatever he wanted. He knew it too. But he wouldn't ever do anything she didn't want to do. They slept in the same bed together, fully clothed. Just holding each other. He whispered to her all night long about how much he loved her, expressing himself in metaphors and caresses. It was so surprising. Ichigo never seemed that type but when they were alone at night he opened himself fully. They were never like a "couple" in front of people though. They would hold hands but that was all. Rukia was perfectly fine with this though.
That's why she had let Orihime do this. Because it was important. They knew they loved each other, but this made if official.
When they were back at Orihime's house (They obviously couldn't go to the clinic, it would take away the surprise for Ichigo!) Rukia got shoved into the bathroom so she could take a shower. She used the strawberry shampoo Orihime had, along with matching body wash (gasp gasp surprise surprise STRAWBERRY!) and came out of the steamy bathroom in a fluffy bathrobe. So…Girly…
"YOU LOOK ADORABLEEEEE!!!!" Orihime attacked Rukia and dragged her to her room; then began the long process of picking out clothing. There were three choices…A lavender spaghetti strap dress that came down to right above her knees; a red long sleeved dress with slits on the arms. Or a dark purple dress with black stitching spaghetti strap. They both agree that the red was out because it disagreed with her deep violet eyes. The lavender spaghetti strap was a little too bit sexy. So they chose the dark purple and black one. It was a lot longer, down to her feet, and it clung to Rukia's small but visible curves.
Orihime fanned herself in a mocking gesture to how well Rukia looked.
After applying a small amount of make-up to Rukia's oh-so-perfect complexion, it was time for Rukia to go meet Ichigo.
The almost always together Shinigami was nervous. She had the jitters while she and Orhime walked to the restaurant that was only 5 blocks away. When they reached their destination, Orihime gave Rukia a hug and walked back to her home.
The restaurant was fancy. She didn't know how Ichigo would ever pay for it! She went to the podium and asked for the Kurosaki table and the waiter led her through the whole common part of the restaurant and into the back. It was a small room lit with a few candles on the wall and a candle on the table. She gasped.
Ichigo was sitting there in a suit! He was so handsome, it looked like he had tried to comb his unruly hair but he had no luck, but that was ok because she loved his hair no matter how spiky and abnormal it was. He stood up, smiled at her and kissed her on the cheek, then pulled out her chair for her. For a moment she didn't think it was Ichigo but when she stubbed her toe under the table and cursed he teased her and called her baka. It was definitely Ichigo.
Dinner was nice, they talked and joked and teased. Hollows weren't mentioned once and at the end of dinner Rukia dared ask the question.
"Why did you make this so fancy and how did you ever pay for all of it?" She knew it was rude but she just couldn't help but ask.
He blushed as he answered. "Well…I do save money you know! And of course I wanted it to be special…I mean…" He became flustered and stopped talking and she giggled.
"It's ok Ichigo I understand and thank you so much this was amazing." She stood up, walked over to him and sat on his lap. He put his arms around her waist and held her close.
"Rukia…If you tell anyone about this…I will lock Kon in the room with you I swear!"
"HEY! Way to ruin the moment!" She hit him upside the head and he hit her back playfully. They slapped and pinched each other until they couldn't breathe from laughing. Eventually they left the restaurant hand in hand, kissing along the way. And like every night, Ichigo showed his soft loving side, and Rukia never spoke a word of it or questioned him because she knew it was for her and only her.
