A/N: Yays! I got lots of reviews for the last drabble and we're moving onto the ninth! Man! This fic has passed by so quickly! I have a poll in my profile I should write after I finish this story. You should go vote! (:-3)

The title is in Katakana Japanese and translates as "Feelings"...

フイーリソズ

"This is the only way I can show you how I really feel… about— you."


Ryou stared at her from a distance. She was cleaning off the last bit of a table as the moonlight drowned in through the open window. The café was closing and the other mews were preparing to leave. His eyes just seemed to be completely centered on her. The way she gently bent over a little to get the wide ends of the tables with her rag; the gleam in her eyes as she stood there with something heavy on her mind; and the way she lifted her foot whenever she couldn't reach the far end of the table… Ryou seemed to be in a complete daze…

"Ryou." Someone spoke his name.

Ryou snapped out of his thoughts and looked behind him. Keiichiro stood there before him.

"We're closing. Tell Ichigo she could just finish that up tomorrow morning." He smiled. Ryou nodded.

Ryou stood up from the chair he was sitting in and slipped both of his hands into his pockets as he proceeded to walk over to Ichigo. The passing time of each step seemed to be in slow motion, as he could hear Ichigo's voice already in his mind.

"Shirogane-san?" Ichigo realized he was already standing before her, and wondered want he could be wanting.

Her voice reached his ears and he immediately responded.

"You can go home. You can finish up tomorrow." He stated.

"Ii yo." ("Okay.") Ichigo nodded and grabbed her rag, beginning to take off.

"Matte." ("Wait.") Ryou said before Ichigo could even reach a few feet away.

"Hm?" she turned to him. It took a second for him to think of his own response. What could he say? How could he say it? Were there words for these consistent feelings? What would amaze her and make him stand out? Then, he realized… there were no words…

Ryou stepped up to Ichigo and grabbed her arms and hugged her tightly. Ichigo dropped her rag onto the floor as she stood there with his arms around her. Ichigo was still in complete shock, and her arms still lay by her sides. Should she embrace him back? Was he being for real? Or was he just playing around?

"Ryou—"

"Ichigo." He stopped her from speaking; "This is the only way I can show you how I really feel… about— you."

Ichigo's eyes widened...

The End


A/ N: There's the end of the 9th drabble! Ooh, I'm getting goosebumps! That means number ten is up next! My last and final drabble! I put in a little something special in it for all you Ryou x Ichigo fans! Hope you enjoyed this drabble and hope you look forward to the next!! Please review!!