Dark: here's the omake. Now, there are some things that you may need to see before or as you're reading this, so I've numbered a few things that you may not get and put links for you to copy (without the spaces) so you understand.

(1) - http:// www. youtube. com/ watch? v Rw Vx rIO A9s

(2) - http:// www. youtube. com/ watch? v 7N RL 2tZ iKqs

(3) - http:// www. youtube. com/ watch? v gG SQ 0uy 6u78

(4) - http:// www. youtube. com/ watch? v gR 0k E5b QCf8

(5) - http:// www. youtube. com/ watch? v xi 08 A4I 1q4Q

Maybe you won't find it funny. Ah well, I found the thoughts hilarious because of my strange sense of humour. Enjoy this omake anyway. I might make another one because I have another idea in mind.

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"So, Inoue."

Orihime turned to Ichigo in curiosity. They were on their way to the shrine to meet everyone else. They had decided that whatever had happened at the river was a freak phenomenon, and started talking about whatever. It was silent for a while before Ichigo had decided to break the ice.

"Yes, Kurosaki-kun?" Orihime asked.

Ichigo paused, unsure of how to ask his question without things being too awkward. He scratched his cheek and looked up, his eyebrows furrowed more than usual.

"What was that strange thought you had been laughing at earlier?"

Orihime stared at him blankly, registering his words. Once they clicked, she blushed embarrassingly.

"Oh um…are you really sure you want to know?" she replied.

A good part of Ichigo said no, but his curiosity overpowered all the little voices telling him so.

"Yeah, sure. Besides, I could use a good laugh."

Orihime had hoped he had said no.

"Um, well, when you offered to carry me over, I got this odd image of you looking like a prince as you carried me…" she explained.

She waited for Ichigo's outburst at how strange her imagination was or the look as if she was crazy. When she didn't hear anything, she dared a look.

Ichigo had a contemplative look on his face. He eventually looked at her and shrugged.

"I can't imagine it. What did it look like?"

Orihime wanted to pass out (not die, she had enough experience with death to know that it would do her no good) at that moment.

"Err…all right…"

She went into her little bag and took out a small notepad and a pencil. Ichigo's eyebrow went up.

"Why do you have those?"

Orihime looked up from her little sketch. She looked from the notepad to Ichigo.

"Oh, I usually use it to write things I want to remember later, may it be things to buy, or something I have to do eventually. Sometimes I doodle something I want to make in it."

Ichigo nodded in understanding, and Orihime finished the quick doodle.

"Here," she said, handing Ichigo the notepad. "It's the best I could do."

Ichigo was greeted by an image of himself in a silly-looking Shakespearian-like outfit, complete with overly puffy shoulders and tights. He also had an overly serious look on his face; so quite apparently, this picture of him wasn't pleased.

Apparently, his sense of humour was with him tonight, as a smirk played at his lips. Eventually a chuckle snuck out, and he was snickering at the thought of himself in such a ridiculous get-up.

"That's actually pretty funny Inoue," he laughed. "The drawing itself isn't half-bad either."

Orihime blushed at the compliment.

"Well, I try to practice drawing as much as I can, because I'll probably need it for one of the careers I wish to go into."

Ichigo was surprised at this little tidbit of information, and his curiosity was piqued.

"Really? What kind of job is that?"

Orihime looked wistful.

"I was hoping to someday be a fashion designer," she stated, smiling serenely.

Somehow, a voice in the back of Ichigo's head said, it suits her. Orihime noted his blank stare and smiled to hide the slight hurt and sadness she felt.

"It's a bad idea, isn't it?" she said, turning to walk again. "I figured as much. There's no guarantee that I'd be any good at it, and even if I was, there's the possibility that my ideas will be any good."

"That's not true."

Orihime turned at Ichigo's voice. He had a kind look on his face.

"I think you'd be pretty good at it," he said.

Orihime once again blushed at his kind words.

"Th-thank you, Kurosaki-kun, I appreciate the encouragement," she replied, genuinely smiling.

Glad that she wasn't sad again, Ichigo started walking again, handing the notepad back to her.

"C'mon, we're late enough as it is."

Orihime nodded and followed after him.

It was silent between the two again.

"How much you want to bet I can make you laugh even more?" Ichigo suddenly answered.

Orihime was confused, and looked at him. He had a bemused expression on his face.

"All…right," she murmured, unsure of what he was up to.

Ichigo thought for a second.

"You know that Numa Numa song?" (1)

"You mean that Romanian song that's famous around the Internet for silly Flash videos and such?"

"Yeah, that one."

"What about it?"

Ichigo cracked a smile that was almost evil-looking.

"Imagine Grimmjow dancing Para Para to it."

The thought took a few seconds to sink in. Ichigo watched in amusement as Orihime's face went from smiling, to several stages of trying not to laugh. Eventually she burst out laughing, hugging her sides.

It felt good to play on Orihime's wild imagination.

"I've got another one," Ichigo mused. Orihime's laughter calmed down slightly. "Ulquiorra in a tutu."

Orihime had to stop for a second and keep herself standing after that thought. Ichigo felt evil.

"A bright pink puffy one."

He waited for her to recover some before they continued walking. But he wasn't done yet.

"Speaking of dancing, you know that Night of Fire Para Para Hinoi Team does?" (2)

The part of Orihime that was in pain from the laughing wanted him to stop, but her imagination and sense of humour wanted more. She nodded through giggles.

"Imagine Yammy as Koriki, then Noitora, Grimmjow, Szayel Aporro, and Ichimaru as the girls."

Orihime felt like passing out from the lack of air she was getting from all the laughing.

"Including the outfits."

Ichigo had to wait an extra five minutes as Orihime calmed down again. Once they were walking, Ichigo decided to wait until most of Orihime's little giggles and chuckles were gone.

"Do you know MC Hammer's Can't Touch This dance?" (3)

Orihime really wanted to spare herself the pain of laughing until her sides hurt again, but it was to no avail.

"Think Aizen doing that dance while mouthing the words. Alone in his throne room."

The auburn-haired girl was almost rolling around on the ground laughing, and probably would be if her common sense hadn't reminded her of her expensive yukata that would be difficult to clean. Ichigo wasn't sure if his smugness and sense of satisfaction was due to his Hollow, but whatever the white-haired maniac was thinking was pure genius. He was glad to make Orihime laugh so much. He hadn't heard her laugh like this in a long while, if ever.

Ichigo decided to wait until they were much closer to the shrine before dropping his final humour bomb. Orihime had been attempting to smother her chortles.

"Have you seen the Village People, the band that sings YMCA?" (4)

Orihime knew this wasn't going to bode well for her, as she was already sniggering even more. She nodded weakly.

"Then you know their silly costumes," Ichigo said, getting another nod in response. "Try envisioning Aizen, Tousen, Ichimaru and the human-sized young-looking male Espada singing and dancing to that song, in the costumes."

Ichigo had to catch Orihime to prevent her from falling over again. As her laughs died down, he leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Now think Hard Gay Man style." (5)

Orihime almost collapsed in his arms, and soon he too was laughing at his strange thoughts. He started walking them to the shrine again, looking like a couple of drunk or crazy teens. They didn't really notice Tatsuki, Ishida, Chad and Rukia standing there, and didn't see them disappear one by one not long after they came into view. They decided to sit on the steps and calm down before going into the shrine.

"Thank you Kurosaki-kun," Orihime sighed. "I haven't laughed like that in a very long time."

Ichigo almost grinned, but that would have been too out-of-character for him, so he simply smirked.

"Glad to hear that."

Once they had both somewhat recovered, Ichigo stood up. He held his hand out to Orihime. She looked at it blankly.

"Shall we go?"

Orihime stared at a while longer before smiling.

"Yeah," she replied, taking his hand and allowing him to help her stand.

Once she was standing, the two of them headed for the shrine. The night was fun. They played a couple games, bought some food from the stalls, and talked.

But they both burst out laughing when Keigo and Chizuru suddenly ran out in Hard Gay Man outfits, drunkenly screaming out his catch phrases. It was speculated as to where they got the costumes (Orihime couldn't help but suspect that Chizuru had been wearing it underneath her yukata). The drunken Shinigami could be heard laughing their asses off in the trees and cheering.

The evening ended with fireworks, and Ichigo whispering the image of several Espada dancing and stripping their shirts off to the song Sexy Back into Orihime's ear, making her burst out laughing for the final time that night.