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Warnings: Another angst-try from me… number seven I think, haven't counted...
Place: kitchen.
Words: 200 excluding the headline…
Fluffy-angsty–weirdness-y
He knew he stared at her.
He couldn't help it.
She'd captivate him by moving a slim hand or sitting on a chair, staring out through a window.
She'd captivate his interest so easily.
It was something about her that demanded attention.
Kish stood in the safe shadows of the kitchen, staring out at the café-area where Ichigo served the customers. She stood half-turned away, taking orders from a couple that had walked in recently.
The woman asked something. Ichigo nodded, answering while smiling that sweet smile of hers.
She continued to smile when she noted down their choices.
Kish stepped unconsciously further into the darkness when she turned his way for the walk to the counter. He didn't want her to notice him, not yet.
It seemed like his luck had run out though, Ichigo entered the room with an empty coffee-can in her hands.
He watched her prepare the new coffee.
Slowly he moved closer…
…soon…
… He stood right behind her.
He breathed in the scent of her hair… strawberry…
He pecked her, hugged her.
She jumped, suddenly aware of him, waved him off.
The can was ready.
She walked away… again…
"Love you…" he whispered unheard.
DD: I can warn you all right now: MAJOR WIERDNESS IN NEXT CHAPPIE! I MEAN IT! and do tell me if this is angst or just plain wierdness...