"Good work today, everyone! I'll see you all tomorrow after school!"
"Good evening, Ichigo-san."
"Bye-bye, Ichi!"
Ichigo smiled brightly at her friends as she wished them a good evening. Packing up her school bag and hanging up her work uniform, she glanced down at her watch and promptly panicked. She was going to be late on her way home! If she left immediately, she would only be five minutes late and (hopefully) wouldn't entice the panic of her father. She hastily stuffed her belongings in her bag, zipping it only halfway, and dashed out of the changing room.
Only to crash into her blond-haired boss. Naturally.
"Oof!" she cried as she fell onto her bottom from the impact, her bag flying off her shoulder and onto the ground, spilling its contents all over the hardwood floor.
"Watch where you're going, Strawberry," Ryou Shirogane chided as he sighed and offered a hand to help her up. She gratefully took it after a split second of confusion over his rare kindness. She brushed herself off, reaching down to grab her schoolwork that fell out of her bag.
Ryou, having found something catch his eye, leaned down to grab an odd, red tube. Ichigo, still gathering the rest of her belongings to put them in her bag, failed to notice the item in her boss's hand. When she stood straight, she could only blush crimson when she saw the "Pure Sport"-scented object he was holding.
"Ichigo, I never knew you used men's deodorant."
A/N: Ha. xD This one was inspired when I was looking around the stuff of my room (perhaps in a lamenting-sort-of way since I'll be leaving for college in six-five?-six-ish days) and my gaze drifted to the bright red tube that is my Old Spice deodorant. Because women's deodorant sucks. Though, I don't think Ichigo would really use men's deodorant, it was a funny concept and I couldn't not write it. So, bam! Here it is.
