Karin & Yuzu
Karin sighed for the umpteenth time that day. She was tired, her legs were about to give way and her stomach had been growling hours ago. Yet, Yuzu and her idiot of a big brother were still there, in the ladies department, rummaging through countless of clothes.
"Don't you know what size Rukia-chan wears, big brother?" Yuzu asked, looking through some pastel colored shirts.
"No, I don't. What are girl sizes anyway? Are they the same as guy sizes?" Ichigo scratched his head, both in confusion and frustration.
Karin rolled her eyes, she wasn't as patient as her twin, who only looked at their brother sympathetically.
"I don't think so, big brother. I'm pretty sure girl sizes are different than guy sizes," Yuzu answered, inspecting a striped blouse. She held it up for Ichigo to see. "What do you think of this?"
Ichigo shook his head. "She doesn't look good with those kind of stripes." He sighed, running a hand through his hair as he leaned against a rack of jackets. "We've been here for hours."
"We've been here for the whole day," Karin pointed out. "We came here the second the mall opened, and now, it's almost six in the evening."
"I know. I'm sorry," Ichigo said. "I just…I didn't know choosing a shirt for a girl would be so hard. Seriously, I've taken exams harder than this."
Karin scoffed. "Please, Ichigo, spare us your stupidity. We know why you're taking so long choosing a shirt." Yuzu smiled and nodded at her sister.
Ichigo just looked at them, clueless. "What do you mean?"
"You're taking so long because this isn't just any girl. It's Rukia-chan." Yuzu giggled. Karin smirked and stood beside her sister.
Ichigo scowled and pointed a finger at them. "Hey! I don't know what ridiculous stories dad's been feeding you two, but I expect you to be smart and ignore them. The old man's nuttier than a fruitcake."
"What stories, big brother? Dad mentioned nothing to us," Yuzu asked.
Karin nudged her. "Oh, I bet dad will be ecstatic to know that there are stories! They must be dirty if Ichigo's trying to keep it a secret." Yuzu gasped.
"Oi! Don't go assuming things that aren't there! There's nothing going on between me and Rukia!" Ichigo cried out. A few passersby gave him odd looks.
"We never said you did, Ichi-nii. You brought that up on your own," Karin said, grinning.
"You're putting words in my mouth!" Ichigo said, glaring at his sisters.
"Sure we are."
Yuzu took out a yellow blouse. "How about this one? It's got a smart cut."
Ichigo inspected it. "Hmm. It looks nice. But it's too bright of a yellow, isn't it?"
Karin groaned. "What does it take to please you?"
"A nice blouse that'll look good on Rukia!" Ichigo retorted.
Yuzu sighed as she placed the blouse back in the rack. "But, Ichi-nii, we've been through every boutique in the mall and you weren't impressed by anything we showed you."
"Well, there's nothing good in this mall, I guess."
"There's nothing good for Rukia in this mall, if that's what you mean," Karin grumbled.
"You have to choose, eventually, big brother," Yuzu said.
"He'd chosen earlier if it was for any other girl."
Ichigo pinched the bridge of his nose. "I already told you guys, my indecisiveness has nothing to do with the fact that the shirt is for Rukia."
"Oh please," Karin guffawed, "It has everything to do with Rukia! You won't buy the pink blouse because you said it wouldn't complement Rukia's complexion. You won't buy the turquoise sweater because you said it would make Rukia seem smaller."
"You won't buy the polo shirt with the cute anchor prints because you said it'll show her collarbone, which for some reason is a bad thing," Yuzu added, "And you won't buy the purple blouse because you said it clashed with her eyes."
Ichigo blinked. "And your point is?"
Karin raised her hands up in frustration. "You're overthinking this! Do you really think Rukia is the sort of person to care whether or not her collarbone is showing, or her eyes clashes with her top?"
Ichigo looked at his feet and sighed. "No."
Karin approached him and clasped him by the shoulder. "We understand you're trying to impress her. But don't kill yourself doing it. Because she doesn't care about any of those things anyway."
"If you really want something that'll suit Rukia-chan, why don't you get Ishida-kun to sew her a blouse, big brother?" Yuzu suggested.
Yeah! That guy's got acceptable taste." Karin agreed, punching her brother on the shoulder.
"Okay. I'll get Ishida to sew her a blouse. I bet you two just want to get out of here."
"Yes." Yuzu and Karin said together.
The trio went out of the department store. Karin stretched her arms the moment they passed through the mall doors.
"Well, that was some effort we put in for Rukia-chan," Yuzu said gleefully. Karin sniggered.
"I said quit it! I'm not trying to impress Rukia," Ichigo growled, stuffing both his hands in his pockets.
"Whatever you say, Ichi-nii." Karin said in a sing-song voice.
Ichigo scowled. "What do you guys have against looking for decent clothes, anyway?"
