Thank you so much for the reviews, anonon, Guest, and Blazingfyres! I was so surprised to find how much they motivated me!

I don't own Bleach, *sighs*.

I have always thought that Orihime should have a lot more self-respect. I mean, with her looks and brains who wouldn't?

In case of confusion: ' ' indicates thought. " " indicates speech.

"Kurosaki-kun!"

A sing-song-y girly voice rang out to no avail. Ichigo had already rounded the corner, all the while arguing with Rukia.

Orihime heard a loud "OUCH!" 20 seconds later. She stopped running, her giant breasts still heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She bent down and observed her tight pants and itty-bitty t-shirt that practically showed her nipples. She sighed, glancing back at the corner.

'What the hell am I doing? Running after some idiot that doesn't even notice all of this?' She ran a hand down her body. 'Hot, hot, hot! Shoot, I can do better than that empty-headed, sword waving…. God! My back hurts! Why the fuck are my boobs so huge?! If they were a little smaller, even just Ds rather than freakin' H cups than I would not have to shop at the fat ladies' store for bras anymore. Plus, if they stay this way, I am going to end up with back problems as I grow older. Not that male writers ever seem to care about the physical well being of their characters. What? 'Boobs' is now a whole personality type?! Talk about Mary-sue… Hmmm….'

"Santen Kenshun, I reject!"

'Ahh, there we go, much more manageable size, my back doesn't hurt, and I can shop wherever I want. Also, this way people won't think that I am some kind of Pam Anderson whore wanna-be.'

'Also, why the hell am I wearing this tight shit? It looks ok, but isn't there a better style out there for me? But first, running after a boy like this is so beneath me. Shoot, with my body, I could get anyone. You know what, with this power I can bend time and space. What the hell do I even need guys for?'

"Grr-r," Orihime's stomach growled.

'Oh, I guess rejecting food back into existence doesn't really seem appetizing. I need to get a job. Then maybe I will become more independent and start to feel a little better about myself. It also might help if I made more friends there, then maybe I could be less needy.'

Suddenly she noticed the fabric of time beginning to rip next to her.

"Santen Kenshun, I reject!" It closed right back up. She tossed her long hair over her shoulder. 'The fabric of time will just have to deal with me growing a pair.'

Orihime suddenly notices a glinting light behind her. 'Is that who I think it is?'

"Ishida-kun, is that you?"

Uryu comes out, effectively hiding his eyes with the light glinting off of his glasses, but not the mild blush on his cheeks.

"Orihime-san, what are you doing out here so late?"

'Obviously mine for the taking. He might be fun to experiment with. Plus, he's rich, so he can really take me out.' She gazed at him observantly.

"Hi, Ishida-kun, I was just hungry, and thinking of going out.'

"Ah-h, Orihime-san, I know of this little place downtown that is supposed to be really great! Would you like to go with me?" He was leaning forward a bit with his eyes wide, cheeks even more flushed, gushing eagerness.

'Now, isn't that cute?' Orihime smiled.

"Let's go, Ishida-kun! You know, I think I heard about aliens attacking near there…."

THE END