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This is weird. Ochi-sensei is late!

Orihime pouts and looks down to her notes. Absent-mindedly, she begins to doodle randomly, giggling as she writes ICHIGO X ORIHIME FOREVER.

This makes her giggle a lot; Tatsuki glances at her but shrugs and looks away, bored. Hmm… She looks outside; she likes to keep her window open. Outside, it's such a beautiful but windy day. Her caramel eyes drift upwards to the blue sky and she thinks, to be a bird and fly~

Orihime's smile widens as an idea crosses her mind. She looks down to her notebook and using her amazing drawing skills, draws a small caricature of Ichigo and herself. She laughs to herself, which attracts a couple of stares from Tatsuki, Ichigo and some. But being her blissfully oblivious self, Orihime keeps doodling and writing,

ICHIGO LOVES ORIHIME

ICHIGO AND ORIHIME

Grinning and still oblivious from the stares, she tears off the pages, folds it, making a paper plane. She cannot fly to sky and take her wish to the heavens, but airplanes can fly, can't they?

Well, she'll have to send it to the sky her way.

Giddy like a child, she throws it outside and the breeze, oh the breeze, playfully changes its direction and it waves the paper plane back to her. Orihime raises her hands to catch it but it flies past her fingers, drifts steadily as if it has a mind of its own and lands… OH NO!

Ichigo blinks and looks down at his desk. A paper plane has landed. Despite himself, he smirks. He picks it up, examines it and notices that there are words written on the paper. Curious, he moves to unfold it –

"STOP!" screams Orihime.

Huh?

Ichigo and the rest of the class look at the red-faced auburn-haired girl.

Orihime is shaking, red-faced, a hand in the air like a traffic enforcer.

"Inoue?" says Ichigo, confused.

"D-Don't open it, please!"

"But…" Ichigo looks at the paper plane, brows furrowed, terribly, oh so terribly curious. The letterings are beckoning him to read them. And he vaguely makes out a few characters.

I…chi—

"NOOOOO~" Orihime's voice makes Ichigo look at her again. "I beg you or else… or else…" It's not her personality to threaten, Ichigo thinks. For Orihime's part, she feels like the universe is making fun of her. The wind is blowing that way— why does it suddenly change its mind?

The… universe hates me!

"Or else… Or else… t-the Martians will come to eat us alive and you don't want to be trapped inside their bellies, right, so please don't… Um, um… UWAH~" To Ichigo's shock, the gentle girl pounces on him, surprising Tatsuki (and later, she is impressed at her boldness) and yanks the paper plane from his hand. Before he could react, Orihime is running outside, past Ochi-sensei.

"OI, INOUE!"

"I HAVE TO PEE!"

"You're a girl! You can hold it for an hour!"

"BUT IT HURTS IT HURTS~" yells Orihime over her shoulder, jogging but not moving on her spot.

"Alright~ have fun! You can go back after an hour or more! Oi, Asano, where are you going?"

"I HAVE TO PEE!"

"SIT!"

"But— THAT'S UNFAIR~ FAVORITISM, I SAY!"

Dark amber eyes half-lidded, Ichigo casually leans forward in his seat, his chin on his palm, his eyes averted to the side where Orihime sits.

Paper planes, huh?

notes. gasp! 2-200! you guys are too kind! thank you so much! also, i apologize. i do not reply to your awesome reviews and comments, but i am very thankful! you see, i only log in to upload and update only to run off to RL and be a good kid to the Big Boss. anyways! this piece is one of my three submissions for dark insanity's weekly prompt challenge in FLOL. that week's prompt was: WRITE/DRAW. it was the easiest that i end up writing three drabbles for it. the first one was color pencils (see profile) which i submitted because it was longer, second one is fold, third is... tomorrow, i guess! again, thanks for your time and being awesome! :D