"Ichigo, whats wrong?" said that same voice form that morning. "You should help her shop after all this was your idea." The voice was that of his inner hollow. He saw the face of Ogichi(as Urahara called it) smile that wicked grin he was alway's smiling. "Come on king" Ichigo winced at the name it called him, "you should help her at least help pick out the bra and panties She's going to get." As he started to think it was a good idea he thought [It was Ogichi's idea I must of gone momentarily insane. "Come on you could help her if you weren't a coward." Ogichi knew this would make him mad Ichigo hated being called a coward. Ichigo had decided to shut up Ogichi. He walked over to the girl's side of the store and found Rukia staring at a dress the color of his hair in one hand and a dress the color of Renji's in the other.
He walked up to her. She was in deep thought over which looked better. She finally noticed someone next to her and looked up at him. She asked the question that was on her mind "Which do you think is better?" He was in shock that she had asked him about fashion. "Why don't you put them on it would be easier to tell that way." the words came from his mouth as if it was his only thought to see her in the two dress's she held in her hands. His frist reaction was to close his eyes as if to prepare for a blow. It didn't come so he opened his eyes. She looked at him "Where is a changing room?" His hand moved of it's own accord pointing in the direction of the changing rooms. She grabbed his hand and led him to the changing rooms. A second later he was sitting in a chair next to the room she was changing in. He saw in his head Ogichi Smile that wicked grin only this time it seemed that it was one of congrats then the mocking one he always got from the pyscho.