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Uryu and I went to the store. He grabbed everything he needed for his cape while I perused all the thread. I was standing in front some thread that would match my bear Bilbo when Uryu popped up next to my elbow. I put a hand over my heart and let out a large puff of air. He scared the living daylights out of me. Uryu chuckled. "Sorry didn't mean to scare you."

I waved him off. "No worries. I just need a moment to let my heart restart." I turned to him. His hands were full of all kinds of material. I held out my arms letting him know I could carry some for him.

He shook his head. "Don't worry I got it."

I dropped my arms to my side. Uryu is always such a gentleman, but I want to help too. I bit the inside of my cheek. "I want to help." I stuck out my arms again. He studied me for a moment before tilting his chin down and giving me some balls of yarn and some thread definitely nothing that would way me down. I wanted to tell him I could carry more, but I didn't want to push it.

"Thank you for helping," Uryu said. His cheeks brightened with a pink blush. I wanted to scratch my head. Why was he blushing? Maybe it was too hot for him in the store. I decided to hurry it up if he was feeling hot. "Did you find everything you wanted?"

I nodded pointing the thread in front of me. Not only was it a perfect match for Bilbo it was a match for almost all my bears. "This will match Bilbo perfectly." I picked up the thread and grinned at Uryu. His blush deepened. I cocked my head to the side. He must be on fire if he's blushing such a deep red. Time to go. "This will do it." I grabbed another thing of thread for some of my lighter brown bears.

Uryu cleared his throat, wiping his forehead with the back of his arm. "Bilbo?" The corners of Uryu's lips turned up.

"Yes, Bilbo." I shrugged, feeling a bubble of laughter welling up in my chest. "What can I say I love 'The Hobbit.'"

"I don't blame you. It's a very good read. Do you have names for all your bears?" Uryu asked as we walked to the checkout line.

"Yes and not only my bears. All my stuffed animals. I've named each one of them since I was little. I even used to name my pens and pencils, but it became too hard when I lost them or sharpened them till I couldn't sharpen them anymore." We got in line and moved with the flow of traffic. There was only one more person then we could checkout. Good because I wanted to put the thread to good use.

Uryu was shaking with laughter when we moved. The woman at the register raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment as we put all our supplies down for her to scan. My cheeks hurt from smiling so much. "It's not that funny." I crossed my arms over my chest. I'm sure I'm not the only person to name their pens and pencils.

Uryu wheezed. "Yes, it is, but it's also really sweet. Did you name anything else when you younger?"

It was my turn to blush except it wasn't from the heat. Uryu thought it was sweet that I named my stuff? My heart did a weird flutter in my chest. I placed my hand over my chest. It can't be. I only like Ichigo. Right? I shook off the strange feeling. I was freaking out again for nothing. Yesterday was a fluke and so was today. It was probably because I've never seen Uryu so carefree and it was nice to him that way. I nodded to
myself. That's it. That has to be it.

I focused all my attention back on Uryu. He was paying for our purchases. He put his wallet back in his pocket and grabbed both bags. I went to grab one of the bags. He pulled them out of my reach over his head. "Hey no fair I can't reach that high."

"That's the point. Ready to go to my house?"

"Okay, but next time I'll help carry something."

"We'll see."

Uryu and I left the store and started walking to his house. I fell in step with him. "And to answer your question I also named the bugs that I saw in my house."

"The bugs?" There was laughter in his voice.

"Yes." I started laughing. I never thought it was odd when I named the spiders and all other various insects that found their way in to my home. "I named the spiders, flies, moths and whatever happened to be in my house at the time."

"That's so…" Uryu covered his mouth. His cheeks flushed and he coughed into his hand. "So what do you want to work on some shirts or bears?"

Huh? He covered up what he was going to say and changed the subject. I wonder why. Not my business. I'd like to know what he thought of my naming everything in sight. "Shirts until you consider me ready to work on my bears."

"Sounds like a plan."

Uryu and I made it to his house in no time. He directed me to the dining room where he laid out all our supplies and started sorting them into piles. "I have some shirts that have ripped seams would you like to work on them?"

I held the back of one the chairs excitement coursing through me. "Yeah, I want to do that."

"Okay, I'll be right back." Uryu went to his room, I'm assuming, and came back with two shirts and a cape. He really has a cape? My eyes widened and my face broke out into a smile. I've never seen him wear a cape to school. "Where do you wear your cape?"

Uryu hunched over the thread picking out the right one for the shirts. He grabbed a white one and a light blue to match the other shirt. He looked up at me pushing his glasses up his nose. "I wear them when I practice my archery."

My brow rose in surprise. "You do archery?" I asked. I slid my chair out, slipping into it as Uryu placed the light blue shirt in front of me. He set a needle with thread in front of me too. He picked the shirt and started showing me how to sew up the seam. "Yes. My grandpa taught me when I was a kid." He sewed up half the seam then handed it to me. "Now you try."

I picked up the needle and thread then attacked the shirt. "That's so cool. I love archery. Well I love what I've seen in movies. I'd love to see it in real life." I tried to sew up the hole, but it didn't seem like the hole was getting any smaller. I huffed in frustration. "This is harder than I thought it would be."

"You're doing good, but here. I'll try to guide your hands." Uryu stood behind my chair the heat from his chest radiated into my back. I blushed when he put his arms on either side of me holding the needle and thread with me. I gulped when I felt his breath on the back of my neck. It means nothing. Uryu is just trying to help me learn how to sew. Nothing more. Uryu's hands helped guide me skillfully until he let his hands drop and I was doing it on my own. Not as skillfully but not bad for a first try.

"Very good." Uryu sat in the chair across from me. He picked up the cape and started sewing up the frayed ends. "I can show you my archery anytime you wanted."

"Really? Because I'd love that." My cheeks glowed with warmth at the offer.

"Yeah just let me know and we'll go."

"Okay, thank you."

The rest of the afternoon past with me learning how to sew and Uryu telling me more about his grandpa and the time they spent together practicing archery. By the time I got home I was exhausted. I set my alarm and flopped on the bed.

I lay on my bed for a while thinking about my reactions to Uryu today and yesterday. I wanted it to mean nothing. I wasn't so sure anymore. Can a person like two people at the same time? I don't know the only person I've ever liked is Ichigo. And this whole thing with Uryu was very confusing. I don't blush or stutter or feel my heart pound every time I'm with Uryu. It happens every time with Ichigo. I don't have the same urge to get to know him like I do Ichigo. I do want to get to know him and be more of a friend to him, but not to the same extent. With Ichigo it's different. I want to learn more about him. Not to just be his friend, though I want to be so much more I can't even begin to describe what it is. His other half? I don't know, but I want to be that for him.

Being with Uryu I felt warmth and an abundance of friendship. It was like being with Tatsuki. I got the same wonderful feeling from him. He's become a really good friend the last couple of days. Ah, maybe that's why I've had those funny feelings around him because it's not quite right. Not like it is with Ichigo.

I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. I love Ichigo. And I like Uryu, but as a friend of that I'm sure now. I curled up on my side and fell asleep. I didn't know anything until my alarm blared the next morning. Another week begins. I dressed quickly for school and headed to it. I couldn't wait to see Ichigo. It felt like forever since I'd seen him when it had only been a day. I made it to school and went to class.

I talked to Uryu about watching him practice his archery sometime later in the week and he even wore the cape he'd been working on yesterday and the shirt that we sewed up. I gazed at my handy work. Not bad, not bad at all. I proudly showed Tatsuki and Ichigo. Although Ichigo seemed a little reluctant to catch a glimpse at my sewing skills. I didn't think too much of it considering him and Uryu don't get a long too well, but I'd really like to share my happiness with him. After that school flew by with my mind occupied with nothing but trying to finish my work. When the bell rang I rushed to my locker and was on my way out when Ichigo appeared at my side.

"Hey Orihime," Ichigo said. He hitched his backpack higher on his shoulders. His hand's grasped the straps so tight his knuckles were white.

"Hi, how was your day?" My head swam with exhilaration. Ichigo smelled so good. My heart beat a little faster as we walked to the front gates.

The death grip on his straps loosened a fraction. "Do you want to get coffee together or something?" He raised his gaze to something over my head. I looked behind me, but saw nothing. Then it hit me Ichigo wanted to have coffee with me. I tripped on the flat cement. He caught my arm and didn't let go till I was standing up straight. My arm tingled where his hands touched me. My throat suddenly felt very parched maybe getting something to drink wouldn't be such a bad idea.

I scanned his face. Sweat prickled on his forehead, his jaw was clenched and he looked like he was in pain. I touched his hand warmth spreading through our connected hands. "I'd love to go with you."

His whole body relaxed. He smiled a breath-taking smile. "Great let's go." I followed after Ichigo wonder and shock swirling through my mind. Did Ichigo just ask me out?