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Burning amber eyes looked into nervous gray ones. The healer licked her lips, unintentionally wetting them down.
Letting out a groan of frustration, Ichigo pounced onto his bride-to-be, unable to restrain from touching her.
"I-Ichigo-kun, you promised you'd wait to see me until we got to the altar…"
"But damn, have you seen yourself?" He replied huskily, frantically kissing her bare neck. "You're beautiful…"
Blushing heavily, Orihime's face melted into a happy, content expression and a smile adorned her face.
"I'm happy I got to see you, but you'll get in trouble."
He wore a smirk. "I don't care."
XD Traditionalist he is not. He's going to see his bride before the wedding.