Ok everyone this is chapter two of the Ichigo/Uryuu story. I just love this pairing and I am trying to do it the justice it deserves.

This one is a little lighter than the one before, one or two of the characters may be OOC but I tried my best.

Once again comments are much appreciated :)

Now without further ado...

Renji was pissed. He had done the best he could to clean out his shoes but they still squelched uncomfortably with every step he got closer to the school and he really didn't care if Ichigo had told him to never come here again. He was going to give him a very big piece of his thoroughly angered mind.

It had been a little over a week since Renji and Rukia had gotten back from the soul society. He had walked Rukia to Ichigo's place and they were having a rather good conversation but when they got to Ichigo's room and saw the leg of the young shinigami's body sticking out innocently from under his bed he couldn't ignore the thought that came into his head. Rukia told him he shouldn't have done it but just the thought of Ichigo coming back to find a full face of makeup on his body made the smile on his face that much bigger and he couldn't help himself. It had taken a while, first in finding makeup in the house, then trying to figure out how to put it on but making Ichigo look like a two dollar hooker was well worth the effort. He had almost felt bad about it when he came back in the evening bloodied and all torn up but the look on his face was priceless.

To say Ichigo was unimpressed was an understatement and he yelled at Renji from the bathroom while scrubbing his face and it was so funny Renji could barely stop himself from rolling on the floor in fits of laughter. Sure he got a well aimed kick to the ribs and his ears still hurt but it was so worth it. Thinking about it now made the lieutenant laugh quietly to himself. That is until he took another soggy step and the smile disappeared only to be replaced by determined anger. Apparently the little sneak came to Urahara's shop early this morning to put oatmeal in his shoes, at the TOES of his shoes, and damn it they were his only pair!

He had been searching the school for a good half hour and he couldn't find that redhead anywhere. He had almost given up but remembered Ichigo mentioning once that he sometimes ate lunch on the roof of the school, so up he went, hoping to find him. If he couldn't find him here he would have to go and wait for him at his house, and spending any prolonged amount of time with Kon made him shudder. That guy was such a perv when it came to Rukia. He turned the corner on the last step to find the very shinigami he was going to yell at but the moment he laid eyes on the situation in front of him the words died on his tongue and his eyes went wide as saucers.

Ichigo was leaning his back against one of the walls with his fingers in Uryuu's belt loops. They were both smiling at each other as if they liked it. Renji could see that there was some kind of intimate conversation going on but then the unthinkable happened. Uryuu leaned in slowly with that little smile on his face and actually started KISSING Ichigo! Not just any kiss either, it was long, drawn out and slow. Uryuu was dragging his fingers through the red hair slowly, messing it up just a little and Ichigo's hands started wrapping around the archers waist, pulling him closer.

Renji hid back against one of the walls out of sight and shook his head. Maybe he was hallucinating. He held up three fingers in front of his face. Yup, three fingers alright. One more quick peek around the wall showed him that yes they were indeed having a make out session on the roof of the school. A slow wicked smile worked its way across Renji's face, soggy oatmeal smelling shoes forgotten in the idea that came to him. He knew how to get Ichigo back now, oh yes he did.

"I guess we should head back to class" Ichigo said quietly to Uryuu but didn't relinquish the hold on his waist quite yet. He liked spending time with him, well now that they were in this sorta relationship. They had decided to keep things quiet from everyone; what with all the other distractions following everyone around the last thing they needed was for all their friends to freak out about a relationship, a relationship between enemies, and two guys to boot. Besides it was rather nice having this little secret between him and the young archer, and he drew him in for another long kiss before they broke apart once more.

"Yeah, probably." Uryuu wasn't really moving either, just content to run his fingers once again into his copper hair. They were lucky in finding the roof deserted this afternoon which rarely ever happened and they had taken full advantage of it. Unfortunately though time had a habit of catching up with them and they eventually had to detangle themselves from each other's grasp since lunch was almost over. The two made their way back to class, both with matching secretive smiles plastered on their faces.

"Wow you two sure have been spending a lot of time together." Rukia said as they entered the classroom. Ichigo tried not to visibly gulp as he groped for some kind of excuse. He was hoping no one would catch on but the more time passed the more people were noticing how little the two were fighting.

"We decided to work on our friendship. I thought it would be a good idea since we have been working together for all this time… Even if he is a shinigami." He heard Uryuu say behind him and relaxed a little, putting up a smile of his own. It's a good thing he could think so quick on his toes.

"Yeah we're trying to become better friends!" Ichigo put his arm around Uryuu's shoulder to show that they were in fact the very thing. Uryuu gave him a withering look but let the arm stay.

"Well that's good, it's about time you guys started working together better." Rukia smiled at the two. Disaster averted, Ichigo thought and sat back into his seat with a sigh of relief as the teacher came in.

The rest of the day went by rather slowly, all Ichigo really wanted to do was go home, possibly with his favorite person and spend some non hollow hunting time with him, preferably with Rukia out of the house. That led him to thinking of how that might be accomplished. Maybe he could suggest to Rukia that she hang out with Orihime after school. Or maybe ask her to hang out with Renji… Well maybe not Renji, Ichigo was pretty sure he didn't want anyone around him while he fumed about his shoes. He smiled a little at that.

It had taken him a while to figure out how to get him back for that stupid prank. He came home after the hollow attack and Uryuu almost dying at Urahara's shop only to find that his body had been defiled with his sisters' makeup, Rukia giving him an apologetic look and Renji rolling on the floor of his bedroom laughing hysterically. He was determined to get him back and this morning he had woken up early, made extra sticky oatmeal and carried it all the way to Urahara's shop to place it carefully at the toes of the lieutenant's shoes. He snickered darkly to himself wondering if he had found the gift yet.

Eventually school came to a close and he packed his books in his backpack, then came over to Uryuu's desk, feigning nonchalance.

"Hey Uryuu you want to work on our homework with me at my place?" The question was innocent enough; the gleam in his eye the only thing giving him away.

"That's a good idea." Uryuu said as he got up from his seat. The gleam was there too, both of them knowing full well that neither would be working on homework for a good while.

They had just gotten about half way home when Renji made an appearance, sneaking out from some alleyway like a snake to put his arm innocently around Ichigo's shoulders. He jumped at the contact, scared that the lieutenant was going to punch him as he noticed the very shoes he had pranked were on his feet. He could see now why Zabimaru was part snake he thought darkly.

"Hey Ichigo hows it going? And Uryuu as well! What do you know?" The comment was way too kind and had Ichigo immediately on edge.

"What do you want Renji." Ichigo said as he elbowed the arm across his shoulders off and walked a few paces closer to Uryuu and farther away from the now widely smiling Renji.

"Nothing nothing, I just thought it would be nice if the three of us could hang out, you know, sort of getting to know each other better kinda thing." Ichigo looked suspiciously at the Lieutenant but nothing showed there except glowing innocence. Suspicion now was his main concern. What was this guy up to?

"I already know you and so does Uryuu. What's this about?"

"What I can't hang out with my friends? You know that's really not nice, especially after coming all the way here just to spend time with you guys." Ichigo could see Uryuu sigh. There goes the afternoon he thought bleakly.

"Fine, fine, you can come over if you want." He said dejectedly. Dang it sometimes having a secret relationship was harder than he thought.

As it turned out Renji didn't think that the three of them were enough company and called Rukia, Chad and Orihime over to hang out as well. Rukia for once was actually hanging out with Orihime without him even having to say anything and he could have had his room all to himself with the young archer. Now his entire plan of spending a quiet afternoon with Uryuu not doing homework turned out to be working on homework the entire time with Chad, Rukia, Orihime and Uryuu while a suspiciously smiling Renji sat in the corner. Don't get him wrong he loved hanging out with his friends but these days it seemed he never had a quiet moment to himself in his room and that was something he was starting to miss. Filling what little time he had alone with Uryuu though… That thought had him blushing. That is until he caught sight of Renji again and the smile faded only to be replaced by narrowed eyes.

In fact Renji looked entirely too happy, he kept smiling and looking pointedly between Uryuu and him almost as if he knew. That wasn't possible though, they both had made sure to be careful. Uryuu still called him Kurosaki around friends so no one would put two and two together. He knew Renji wasn't that sharp in the first place when it came to these things because if he were he would have figured out a long time ago that Rukia liked him. So what was he doing?! His glowering thoughts must have shown on his face because Renji looked like he was trying to hide a laugh at some points in time which only angered him more.

After the homework was done the group mostly chatted into the growing evening. As the day drew to a close everyone started filtering out the door, in search of their own homes and quickly approaching dinner. Uryuu and Renji were the last to leave and Renji decided to go with Ichigo to see him to the front door. He had to figure out a way to get rid of this guy and fast but the redheaded, tattooed freak wasn't having any of it and stuck around until after Uryuu left. Once back in his room he sighed explosively and landed face first on his bed, eliciting a soft groan, then rolled over to look at the ceiling. Something was going on with Renji and he was sure it had to do with the shoes…

Renji chuckled quietly to himself as he walked back to Urahara's shop. It was too good seeing the look on Ichigo's face trying to figure out what was going on. At one point in time the kid even looked like he figured it out but probably shook it off. He was going to get Ichigo to admit that he liked Uryuu, whether he liked it or not and his head filled with the possibilities that abounded before him. He felt a little bad that the Quincy had to be pulled into this and for a moment he thought of just giving it up but another squishy step had his resolve back in tow.

Oh yes, this definitely makes up for the shoes he thought to himself. He turned to take one more look at Ichigo's bedroom window, hoping he wouldn't realize the scheme Renji was up to. At least not yet that is.

It had been three days. Three excruciating days of Renji poking his stupid tattooed face EVERYWHERE he and Uryuu went and he was starting to feel the strain. It had been next to impossible to get any time alone with the young dark haired archer and he was sure that if this kept up he was going to snap and push the Quincy up against a locker to have his way with him and damn anyone who saw. The most annoying part of the situation was the darker his own scowl became the wider Renji's smile grew. The guy was up to something and he knew it but the reasons and for what purpose still eluded him. In order to get away from the guy the two boys had decided that walking their usual route home from school was a bad idea as Renji had an increasing habit of jumping out from behind garbage cans, alleyways and down from rooftops scaring both of them, then having the acute problem of not being able to get rid of him.

They eventually ended up in a park half way across town and decided to take in the afternoon there, fanning their jackets under a tree at the far edge and leaving their backpacks strewn about them. Ichigo lounged in the shade of the oak, enjoying the pockets of afternoon sun streaming to the ground through the leaves of the large tree. He was lying on his back with his elbows propped while Uryuu sat cross legged beside him. Uryuu, seeing the situation firsthand had kept a dark expression through the last three days as well. His calculating eyes had taken in everything and now that they were alone he wanted to figure out what the heck was going on just as much as Ichigo.

"He knows about us. I know he does." Uryuu said darkly as his glasses glared, catching one of the pockets of sunlight from overhead.

"How could he? We've been pretty careful."

"Not as careful as we needed to be apparently. What I don't get is why he's doing this. Ichigo did you do something to piss him off recently?" Those piercing blue eyes scrutinized him and a slow blush crept its way up his face.

"Well… I might have put oatmeal in his shoes." He said sheepishly, hand rubbing the back of his neck. "But he started it by putting makeup on my face when I was out of my body!" He shot back indignantly. "I couldn't let him get away with that!"

"What are you ten?" The comment was sharp, probably sharper than he had originally meant to and Ichigo pulled back in shock. Uryuu sighed a little. "Sorry, I'm just a little on edge right now that's all. Come here." He said quietly and his hand went out to him in silent apology. Ichigo took it and leaned into the Quincy a little, feeling the soothing warmth seep into his side. "Well there's nothing we can do about it now. We need to figure out how to fix this situation." Uryuu said with a frown.

"I could kill him" Ichigo said playfully.

"Well you could," Uryuu mused, small smile on his face. "But then you would have to explain to everyone why you killed him, letting everyone find out about us, and have an angry captain Kuchki on your back on top of it all." He had to agree with that. He sighed heavily and scooched over, placing his head in Uryuu's lap. He enjoyed the newfound intimacy that they had gained over this past little while and took up the chance whenever it came.

"I wonder why he's doing it." The Quincy seemed to still be in thought, absently running his fingers through Ichigo's hair. The Shinigami gave him a sarcastic look and Uryuu flushed. "I know WHY, what I mean is what's he trying to accomplish?" That was a good point and the redhead thought it over.

"Maybe he's trying to get us to admit that we're in a relationship." Ichigo said lazily, liking the feeling of those fingers running gently through his spiky hair.

"Hmm. You're probably right. That leaves us with two options. Keep playing his game until he gets bored or just admit to him that we are…" His voice caught, unsure of what to call whatever they were. They hadn't really even put a label on their relationship yet and he foundered for the right word.

"Boyfriends?" Ichigo added helpfully. A soft breeze lifted his dark bangs as he looked down at Ichigo and a slow smile lifted the corners of the archers lips.

"Yeah… Boyfriends." The word was said softly and the fingers teasing through his hair came to the pink outer cartilage of his ear, caressing it softly.

"Well there's always a third option." Ichigo said as he slowly lifted his head from the archers lap, pulling him closer.

"What's that?" The Quincy's thin dark eyebrows pulled up, graceful against his porcelain skin.

"We forget about stupid Renji and I kiss you." He smiled.

"Oh." They were both smiling now and he pulled the archer in the rest of the way for a slow lazy kiss. He loved those ones, the kind where the outside world just seemed to waver like heat waves on hot pavement until all that remained was the two. When they broke apart the blue eyes looking into his were glazed and happy, beautiful sapphire staring back at him.

"I like that third option." Uryuu said contentedly.

In the end they had decided to take the easy road out and tell Renji the truth. Mostly because neither of them knew how long the lieutenant would try to keep his game going and Ichigo knew that Renji could be the most stubborn person he could think of when it came right down to it. Horrible visions of the redhead following Ichigo and Uryuu around until old age had him twitching for his zanpakuto. Besides, it was only one person and as long as Renji could keep things under wraps he figured he could live with that. He was enjoying the situation he and his raven haired archer were in – well minus the Renji development that is and he didn't want things to change just yet.

They had come back to Ichigo's place in the early evening, deciding that would most likely be where Renji was camping out for them. When they came through the door and into the kitchen to find that Ichigo's father was nowhere in sight to aim a swift kick at his face, it made the redhead smile a little with relief. Maybe this will actually work out well he thought to himself as they ascended the stairs. When they reached the shinigami's room and opened the door there was no Renji hiding in the depths and in fact it was completely people free for once. Ichigo could barely remember the last time he had his room all to himself and enjoyed the quiet peace that his sanctuary brought for a moment. Without thinking he linked Uryuu's hand with his and closed the door softly behind the two.

"It looks like it's just us for once." He said softly.

"Looks like." Uryuu responded and without another word the archer leaned himself against the closed door and proceeded to pull the shinigami towards him with their linked hands. Ichigo came in close, wrapping his arms around his slender waist, deliciously enjoying the feel of his warm body against his own. The kiss was slow but more passionate this time and he loved the feel of their gliding tongues together, searching and learning the taste of each other. He was worried at first that this thing he had with Uryuu would end up being a power struggle but as time went on they just seemed to fit better and better within each other's arms. There was no need for dominance here, just the two learning the planes and curves of each other's forms, touching and tasting the wonderful person that was Ishida Uryuu.

Nothing really seemed to matter now as the two lost themselves in each other. Uryuu's hands came up to wrap around the redheads' neck, running his fingers up and down his spine that made soft little tingles of warmth spread through his veins. Ichigo found he was almost drowning in the scent that was Uryuu. It was sweet shampoo, fabric softener and something spicy that he couldn't quite put his finger on and he loved it, breathing in deep to relish the sensation as it fizzled along his nerve endings. Uryuu's hands were starting to run through his hair again and he found that his own hands were lowering to the small of his back, then lower to the firm roundness of the top of his backside.

It seemed like he simply couldn't get enough, he could feel every inch of the dark haired Quincy pressed up against him and he groaned softly. The sound seemed to affect Uryuu because his hands left his hair to drop to his waist, pulling him closer, if that were possible.

"Do you guys ever stop?" Renji's voice broke the silence and made the two jump and turn to stare wide, shocked eyes on the lieutenant, sitting nonchalantly on the open windowsill, arms crossed and smiling sardonically.

"H-How long have you been there?" He heard Uryuu ask in a shocked breathless voice.

"Long enough" The smirking face went from dark haired archer to red haired shinigami and back again. "How long?" The question was simple enough but it dripped with meaning and had Ichigo's face burning hotter and hotter with every moment that passed.

"About two weeks. It was the day you put makeup on my face when I was out hollow hunting." The smile that replaced the sardonic expression made Ichigo's temper flare. "How are your shoes?" He said sarcastically and the smile was wiped away to be replaced by anger, dark eyes narrowing at Ichigo. It looked like Renji was about to say something but Uryuu stepped forward, taking charge of the situation.

"Ok so you know. I had a feeling you knew a few days ago but I wasn't sure. How did you find out and when?"

"The same day he put oatmeal in my shoes – which still smell like it I will have you know. I came looking for him at the school and found you two on the roof… You two definitely seemed to be enjoying yourselves." He gave another smirk before looking distastefully at the shoes in question and Ichigo had to admit they did look rather the worse for wear. They still looked soggy even from where he stood and if he closed his eyes he could actually smell old oatmeal and feet. He wrinkled his nose. Uryuu's smell was much better.

Uryuu heaved a sigh and gave each shinigami a stern look.

"We'll make you a deal Renji. If Ichigo gets you a new pair of shoes," Here Ichigo tried to interrupt by saying there was no effing way he was going to get him a new pair of shoes after the three days of hell he put the two of them through but Uryuu, knowing Ichigo, stilled him with a hand on his shoulder. "Will you keep your mouth shut about Ichigo and I being boyfriends?"

"Boyfriends?!" The closet door slid open with a resounding snap to reveal Rukia, eyes so wide they looked like they were going to fall out of her head.

"Rukia?! What the hell! How long have you been in there?" Ichigo yelled. How did his room become so damn populated! He was grimly thinking he might need to check under the bed just in case the rest of the school had decided on going for a camping trip with the way this day was turning out.

"I came back here after school. I was reading one of my mangas in the closet but it turns out there's a better drama going on out here." Her eyes were still huge and she kept looking disbelievingly between Ichigo and Uryuu. Her eyes seemed to sharpen with renewed interest as she looked pointedly at Ichigo. "How long has this been going on?"

"They say it's been two weeks. Probably around the same time they stopped arguing with each other every five minutes." Renji said from his seat on the windowsill.

"Whats going on in here?" Kon said as he pushed open the door. The last thing they needed was that bigmouth finding out about the situation. If he found out they were sunk and the warning look in Uryuu's eyes was enough to convince him of that. Suddenly the very real fear that everyone was going to find out had Ichigo worried, like the cherished little secret was slipping from his grasp and he hated the feeling. He liked the hidden kisses they shared and the coy looks Uryuu would give him. If people learned about their relationship he was worried that little part of what they had would disappear and it was something he really didn't want.

"Nothing's going on Kon. Go back to Yuzu's room." Ichigo said in a flat voice, trying to give nothing away.

"Well something's going on in here and I want to know what! I heard the word boyfriend and got scared that my wonderful Rukia might have left me for another man!" He toddled towards Rukia, arms splayed in desperate affection as she effectively stomped on his face.

"I don't have a boyfriend Kon."

"Then who?" The word was muffled through the fabric of Rukia's sock but could still be heard clearly enough for the growing number of occupants in the small room.

"Ichigo and Uryuu are." Renji said with a laugh. Uryuu dropped his head into his hands, groaning softly. All Ichigo could do was sputter indignantly.

"Wha- You- Jus-… You asshole! I'm gonna KILL you Renji!" He yelled diving at the lieutenant but it was too late; he had already jumped from the window.

"You know I don't really mind the smell of oatmeal anymore!" He called over his shoulder as he ran off down the street and it took every ounce of Ichigo's self restraint to stay in the room instead of chasing him down and throttling that bastard to within an inch of his life.

"Ichigo you finally found love! I'm so happy for you!" Kon was now toddling over to Ichigo, tears glistening in the corners of his beady little eyes. The redhead looked helplessly at Uryuu as he held Kon back from the hug he was trying to give, looking for some kind of support but the desolation on his face was plain as day.

"Kon knows. We're screwed." The Quincy said mournfully. Even though he wanted to deny those words Ichigo knew they were true. If there was one thing Kon couldn't do, it was keep a secret. He felt like he was going to snap and would probably end up taking it out on Kon so he gave a murderous look at the stuffed animal and did the only thing he could think of to get rid of him.

"Hey Yuzu your toy is in my room!" He shouted out. Kon's eyes bugged in his head and tried to throw himself at Ichigo with renewed strength, desperation radiating from every strained movement he made.

"No! No please Ichigo don't do this! She's gonna put me in another dress!" Kon cried but it was too late, they could hear Yuzu's footsteps fast approaching his door.

"Hi Ichigo, thanks for finding her for me, I thought she was lost." His sister gave a bright smile and took Kon from his grasp.

"No problem. Hey I think she could use a new dress, maybe something in purple would look good on her." He said with effort to keep his voice light. He could feel Kon fuming in his sisters hands.

"That's a good idea Ichigo! I'll start working on it right away! Thanks again." The little girl smiled sweetly once more before turning to go into her own room, Kon glaring balefully from the crook of her arm. Well at least someone else isn't getting what they want he thought with grim satisfaction. Ichigo got up and closed the door quietly before sitting on the bed.

"You guys didn't want anyone to know?" Rukia's voice trilled softly. The shock was wearing off and she was starting to come back to her usual sharp self. "Is it because you're both guys? If that's the case you know your friends will accept you. We don't care." She actually looked a little hurt at the thought of the two keeping something from her. Uryuu sighed and walked over to the desk, leaning heavily on the edge.

"It's not that. We know you guys will accept us for who we are. It's what we are that made us decide that we should keep things quiet." Uryuu said. The seriousness of his tone had Rukia and Ichigo watching him in the gathering silence of the room. "It's the fact that I'm a Quincy and he's a shinigami. We're supposed to be enemies and here we are being… Well definitely not enemies that's for certain." Rukia's eyes softened at the response, nodding her head softly.

"I understand. You needed to get used to the idea before you told anyone else. Is that it?"

"That's what we had originally decided yes but now that you, Renji and Kon all know we might as well just admit it." Uryuu said. He pushed his glasses up his nose with his two fingers and squared his shoulders, looking at Ichigo. A slow smile spread across his face and Ichigo could feel a similar smile echoing his on his own features.

"We're together." Ichigo said quietly, not taking his eyes off the Quincy.

"When did you realize you liked each other?" Rukia asked. She shifted her position so that her head rested on her knees, hands clasping her ankles as she sat on the edge of the closet.

"I dunno. I started liking him about a month ago… I think." Ichigo ended lamely. But it was true and he couldn't deny the fact that this inky haired Quincy had snuck his way into his heart. Ichigo looked over to Uryuu who was looking surprisingly uncomfortable with the question.

"Uryuu how long have you liked me?" Ichigo asked. His glasses flashed glaringly against the evening sky as he turned away a little to look out the window.

"Longer than a month I can assure you of that."

"How long?" Ichigo asked again. When no answer came he reached out and took Uryuu's hand in his and pulled him over to sit next to the redhead on the bed. "Please tell me." His curiosity was almost exploding out of his chest but he kept his tone soft, knowing the pride of the Quincy's was usually what kept him from saying anything at all at some points in time. Uryuu's head dropped in defeat.

"It started when we got back from storming the seretei, maybe a little before that." He said quietly. Ichigo's eyes widened in shock.

"The seretei?! But that's… that was-"

"I know how long ago it was, you don't have to remind me." He said, irritated. Ichigo could barely believe his ears. That had been so long ago!

"Uryuu I'm sorry I never knew. I didn't even realize you felt that way at all until I said something." His eyes dropped to the bedspread, making little circles with his index finger. "Actually I was a little scared that you were going to punch me when I told you." He quirked the corner of his mouth at the memory of it. If Ichigo hadn't kissed the young archer who knows where they would be now, probably alone and depressed he thought to himself. He looked over at Uryuu and could see that the dark head was still bowed and worry lines creased the soft skin between his brows. Ichigo wanted to lift his head and kiss each line away but sufficed with just holding his hand for the moment.

"I know you didn't that was the idea." The dark head finally lifted to give Ichigo a wry smile. "But what matters is that we're here now right?" Ichigo could feel a wry smile of his own forming on his lips.

"Yeah I guess so." He leaned over so that their foreheads rested against each other and breathed deep the sweet spicy scent of Uryuu.

He heard the closet door slide closed softly as he lifted a hand to a pale cheek, glowing silver in the fading sun. He was right, what mattered now was that they were together. It didn't really matter in the end if Rukia or Renji or anyone else saw, what mattered was that they had finally found each other. He leaned in to give a light kiss to the archers' soft mouth, noticing that the worry lines had already faded from between both their eyes.

This was all that mattered.

~Symphonyofsilence

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