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Hm.
Looks soft, looks really… soft.
"What's soft, huh?"
Ichigo curses and whips his head around. "What the…Renji!"
The redhead rolls his eyes, lounging lazily beside the orange-haired. "You're not having perverted thoughts, are you?"
Ichigo gawks. Perverted… He snaps in attention. "The hell! I'm not like you!
"So defensive," Renji yawns. "Looks like your hormones are finally kicking. We thought you're gay."
"W-What the fuck! Renji, you bastard, I'm not gay! I respect women!"
The redhead gives him a lazy appraisal. "Dork." Ichigo bristles. "You know what, just ask Rukia."
"Ask her what?" snarls Ichigo.
"If Inoue's as soft and smooth as she looks."
Ichigo gapes at him. "Y-Y-Y-YOU… bastard! What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Rukia hugged her once." Renji continues as if Ichigo hasn't spoken a word. "And Rukia had the chance to feel her up."
Ichigo is red, very red. "Feel… her… up?"
"Yeah. Rukia told me Inoue's really soft and warm and – OUCH! THE FUCK, ICHIGO! THAT HURT! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?"
"S-SHUT UP!"
"You wanna fight, punk? I'm gonna give ya one, moron!"
"I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!"