BLAST! BOOM!
The ooze of the black cockroach humanoid smeared across the windshield of her orange meka.
"You think you can come to MY planet and take it for your own!?" The orange haired heroine pressed more triggers on her mekas dash, sweat beading down her forehead. They won't win. They can't win! The stake of the world is on her shoulders.
"Inoue! You can do it!" She heard a familiar voice. She looked out the windshield and saw Ichigo below. A look of determination now plastered on her face. Now she couldn't lose. It was now her turn to protect him! He needed her. She sent Ichigo a wide smirk.
"I'll protect you Ichigo!" She didn't hesitate to scream his name as she put her meka thrusters to full blast.
"ILL PROTECT YOU, ICHIGO!" Orihime flung herself off her bed and landed on the hard floor with an 'oof'
"Owie." she rubbed her head and backside at the same time. She perked up from her exciting dream of mekas and aliens and glanced at her calendar and realized today was her first day back to school! She quickly stood up and stretched her arms over her head, her short tank top lifting to show the bottom of her well known assets.
"Yes! Today marks the start of an amazing year!" she fist pumps the air and quickly scurries to her bathroom to get ready for the day.
Turning on her shower and melting under the nice hot water.
"Ahh, that feels nice." she lingers in the hot water just enjoying it for a little while longer. She then poured a dollop of strawberry shampoo into her palms.
Orihime quickly changes into her uniform. Struggling to button the top. She frowned and pulled the two sides of the button up together. She heard a knock and praised her lucky stars.
"Tatsuki-chan!" She ran to the door to open it for her friend who always walks her to school.
"Tatsuki-chan, I'm so glad you're here," She was pouting as she opened the door. "I need help closing my uniform!"
"Orihime! What are you doing?!" As soon as Tatsuki saw her in her lack of clothes she smacked her ditzy friend on the head. "What if I was some pervert!" She pushed Orihime back into her apartment, closing the door and looked at the shirt that was open, revealing her lacy white bra.
"I'm sorry Tatsuki-chan, I didn't think of that..." Orihime blushed, being honest.
"Now, what's the problem?" She inspected the shirt and grabbed the two sides, trying to close them. "Mmmhmm." She put her hand on her chin in the manner a detective might while solving a case.
"Just as I suspected. I see your problem," Tatsuki nods and puts her hands on her hips. "YOUR BOOBS GREW AGAIN!" She pointed a finger at Orihime as to accuse her of something.
"W-well that is true. I had to buy new bras over the break..." she looked down to her chest.
"B-but I can't afford a new uniform, Tatsuki-Chan!"
Tatsuki frowns at her friend.
"Well it's too late to do anything right now, Orihime. I'm assuming the jacket doesn't fit either." She grabs the grey uniform and helps her friend put it on.
It also struggled to close, but was better than the shirt.
"This will have to do for now, I can help pitch in for a new one for you. I don't want you walking around and have perverts stare at you all day!" Which they do anyway... she thought.
Orihime frowned, "No, I can't let you do that, Tatsuki-chan! You know how I am and I can't let you spend your hard earned money on me!" Tatsuki smacked her lightly on the forehead.
"Don't try to convince me otherwise. It's what I'm going to do and that's final!" She handed Orihime her bookbag. "Now let's go." Orihime just nodded and walked next to her friend, telling her all about her favorite show last night and even about her dream.
As they arrived at school Tatsuki noticed all the boys and even some girls looking at Orihime. Like they were happy to see her again, a little too happy. They all greeted the high school goddess and Orihime politely greeted back. Tatsuki rolled her eyes. She's too innocent for her own good. When she saw a 3rd year about to approach Orihime she glared at him and silently told him to keep on walking. She wasn't about to let some random put the moves on her best friend. They finally arrived to their class. Opening the door and immediately greeted by everyone inside.
"Goooooooood morning~" Keigo walked, no, ran to Orihime and was about to envelop her in a hug, but Ichigo walked in right behind Orihime and Tatsuki,
grabbing the spazzy brunette by his collar.
"Don't even think about it." He threw the now crying boy on the floor.
"I-Ichigo! You're so mean~! I was just trying to greet my good friend Orihime-chan!" He was now practically on Ichigo's desk, ranting about how this could be the year he wins the class beauties heart. Orihime looked at Ichigo with wide eyes, that was strange. She looked to Tatsuki and she had the same look on her face. But grateful because that's one less ass she had to kick that day. While distracted by the whole situation that happened both girls failed to notice the redhead approaching to the theme of jaws.
"Aah!" Orihime feels two arms around her waist, creeping up to grope her.
With a swift kick from Tatsuki the red headed girl fell to the floor.
"Chizuru! We're adults now! You need to stop with this!"
"B-but, Tatsuki! It's been a long break and I haven't seen my sweet Orihime in so long! She never came to any of my slumber parties I threw just for her and me..." she was holding her side where Tatsuki had kicked her.
"Are you okay, Chizuru-chan?" Orihime walked to inspect her friend, but Tatsuki pulled her away.
"She's not okay, she's crazy."
Orihime walked to each of her friends desks. Asking about break and making up a story about hers.
Once she reached Uryu Ishida, who was quietly reading today's class book, she smiled down at him. He was her second best friend. He was the one who she spent most of her school break with while Tatsuki was away at her karate camps.
He helped her through tough times after thy came back from Hueco Mundo too. He would come to her apartment late at night when she had just had nightmares and sit and chat with her until she felt better. They had also done lots of studying together over break. They both wanted to be doctors so it only made sense that they help each other achieve their goals.
"Good morning, Ishida-kun!" Her smile brought warmth to his heart.
"Morning, Inoue-san."
"Preparing for class? You're so smart. Wish I thought of that, then I wouldn't have to work so hard during class." She puffed out her cheeks.
"It's okay, I'm sure you would figure this out faster than anyone in here." The Quincy threw her a reassuring smile
The final bell rang, signaling that class was starting.
~Lunchtime~
Everyone gathered on the roof like usual. All in a circle chatting amongst themselves. Tatsuki and Orihime chatting about Tatsuki's camp. Ichigo and Uryu fighting about literally anything. Chad was quiet and unproblematic as usual. As Uryu and Ichigo agreed to disagree about whatever they were arguing about Ichigo noticed Keigo and Mizuiro were whispering about something while taking quick glances in Orihime's direction. Ichigo glared in suspicion. He smacks Keigo on the back of his head.
"What the hell are you two whispering about?"
Keigo's water works start and Mizuiro rolled his eyes.
Mizuiro quickly scootched next to Ichigo on all fours.
"Have you noticed anything about Inoue-chan today?" Ichigo just looked at him in confusion and glanced over at Orihime. Nothing out of the usual. She looks fine, nothing seems to be wrong... But then he saw it. When Orihime raised her arms in glee out of something Tatsuki said. The fabric around her chest desperately trying to stay together, being held by the strongest buttons he's ever seen. Immediately his face reddens. He turns to Mizuiro and glares at his perverted friend.
Mizuiro smirks at his reaction.
"Guess you noticed now." He chuckles and the next thing anyone knows, is that Keigo and Mizuiro are holding their heads in pain.
"Owwww!" Keigo begins to cry harder and Mizuiro is just surprised.
"Touchy subject I guess." Mizurio rubs the throbbing part of his head.
"Don't ever talk about Inoue like that. Unless you both want to die." Ichigo glared at both of his friends.
Kiego held out both his hands in surrender.
"We're only teenage boys, Ichigo. I mean how could we not notice something like that. I mean we'd understand if she was your girlfriend or something. We would never talk about a girlfriend. Or if we knew you liked h-" Mizuiro froze with wide eyes.
Ichigo turned a deeper shade of red, if that was even possible. "Uhm okay, Ichigo. We won't talk about Inoue-san" Ichigo noticed the change in honorifics.
"Wha-what are you talking about?!" Ichigo yelled rather loudly. Heads turn towards them.
"Everything okay, Kurosaki?" Uryu turns towards him.
Mizuiro gives him a wide grin.
"Yeah Ichigo, everything okay?" Both Keigo and Mizuiro chuckle at his expense.
"Yeah, peachy." He scowls and stands up, trying to hide his still red face and heads towards the exit of the roof.
"Cmon, Ichigo! We were just joking!" Mizuiro called after him, but he was embarrassed enough.
"Jeez, didn't know he felt that way about her." Keigo whispered while taking a bite of his sandwich.
"Well I kind of guessed. Only because it's Inoue-san. Who doesn't like her?" Mizuiro shrugs and flips his phone open to reply to messages.
Keigo whines.
"Does that mean she's off the market?"
Mizuiro nods.
"Not like you would've been able to get her." Mizuiro snickers.
"That hurt!"
Orihime just watches Ichigo leave, worried look on her face.
"I'll be right back, Tatsuki-chan! Uhm, bathroom emergency!" She gives an excuse and goes after Ichigo.
Ichigo had only gotten down a pair of steps. An irritated look on his face. Why was Inoues uniform so tight? Had she not bought a new one? He wondered. He wondered if everyone had noticed... Like Chad, or Uryu.
No way Uryu would've let their friend be dressed like that if he had noticed... right?
'Why are you acting like a baby?' His inner Hollow laughed shrilly
'Admit she looked good enough to eat~'
"Shut up, I'm not starting this with you right now." Ichigo hissed. "Especially not about her!"
'Awe, look at you, trying to act so innocent. Where was this Ichigo when you had that dream about her? You know which one I'm talking about... where she's on her knees, looking up at you with those big grey eyes while she-'
"SHUT UP!" Ichigo punches the wall in front of him, Knuckles now bleeding.
"Eep!" Orihime is startled once she catches up to him.
"K-Kurosaki-kun?" She gives him a worried look.
"Your hand!" She grabs his extended arm and looks at how much damage there is.
"I can heal you, hold still-"
Ichigo takes his hand back.
"No, it's okay. I did this to myself, so it's my fault."
Orihime wondered if she had done something wrong.
"Sorry Inoue, I have to go... um... go to the bathroom." Ichigo couldn't look Orihime in the face... because of what his fucking hollow said. His face red from remembering the dream so vividly, his pants becoming snug in a certain area. Ichigo went to the bathroom, splashing cold water on his face. Trying desperately to get rid of any thought of his friend doing lewd things to him.
Orihime walked back up to the roof, sitting back down next to her friends.
Everyone was still chatting, but as soon as Uryu saw her without her staple smile and cheer, he knew something had happened when she chased after Ichigo. He would ask about that later when they were alone or not around so many people.
~After school~
Orihime walked down the hall to the handicrafts club, pulling on her tight uniform. The buttons on the front just begging for release and the skirt threatening to expose her white panties. Of course her being herself she never noticed the attention the boys and even some girls gave her thanks to the tight uniform. All she felt was discomfort in the ill fitting shirt.
School was over and it was time for handicrafts club. She was still upset about what had happened with Ichigo. She was worried about him. What could he have been thinking about that made him so angry? Angry enough to punch a cement wall? She remembered that he was talking to Mizuiro and Keigo so maybe they said something? Doubtful though. Those were his friends and they wouldn't say something to upset him so much. She tried to forget and focused on her quilt.
Uryu came in 5 minutes late, very obvious he was studying because he had that look on him that he was stressed. Orihime was good at noticing these things.
"Hi, Ishida-kun!" she beamed her usual smile at him.
"Hello, Inoue-san. How's the quilt coming?" he took his station next to hers. She was struggling but only because her tight shirt was restricting her movement.
"Well I'm kind of having a hard time finishing, my shirt has gotten awfully tight since last semester ended and my arms can't move very much!" she frowned and tried to roll her shoulders to show him. But this only made the shirt tighten around her chest. And Uryu didn't miss it. Pink stained his cheeks and he turned away, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, trying to cover the blush.
"Well, Inoue-san maybe your in need of a new uniform?" he tried to hide his face from her by facing his handiwork
Has her shirt been this tight all day? Uryu wondered.
How did he not noticed before?
She sighed, "I know, but unfortunately I don't have enough money to buy one this year! My landlord raised my rent. Well not just mine but the whole buildings! Everyone is rather upset." she recalled one of her neighbors ranting to her landlord when she got home one afternoon.
"I see... Well I can help." once he felt his blush go away he turned to her. She dramatically waved her hands in a big 'X'
"No, Ishida-kun! I can't let you do that! If I let you buy me something I'll feel so bad! It's your money! Plus, Tatsuki-chan already said she'd buy me one. Even though I also protested her offer," She let out a big sigh.
"But she wouldn't take no as an answer." Orihime frowned. She never wanted to inconvenience anyone.
Uryu chuckled at her. She was always so emotive.
"Well if you won't let me buy it for you, and you don't want Arisawa-san to buy you one either, then I have a solution for you," He crossed his arms and pushed his glasses up with his index finger. Keeping the young red head in suspense for a few moments.
"I'll just alter your uniform. It'll fit like new." he smiled at his healer friend.
"Ishida-kun I can't let you do that either!" she did the big 'X' again. Uryu furrowed his brows in confusion.
"Why not?" he didn't know why she rejected this idea. Wouldn't cost him or her anything. He already had an abundance of fabrics and thread at home. All he would need is her measurements.
"Because Ishida-kun is too busy! He needs to study and get into medical school!" he chuckled again, another one of her quirks was to refer to people as if they're not there. He just shook his head at her and replied,
"Don't worry about that, Inoue-san, it's not a big deal. It'll be done fast. There's plenty of time for studying." he tried to reassure her that she would be of no burden.
She wasn't too sure herself. He was just trying to be nice to her. Surely he wouldn't say that if she was an inconvenience, right? She considered and thought about it for a moment. She popped out her lower lip in thought and crossed her arms and placed her finger on her chin. Would be nice to be able to fit into her uniform without having to worry about it spontaneously combusting.
Uryu again distracted by the buttons about to burst. Oh please just accept the offer! He thought. He couldn't think of the innocent healer like this! She would be ashamed of him if she knew his thoughts right now. Like the thought of what it felt like to squeeze them. We're they as soft as they looked? NO! He couldn't let his mind do this to him! He felt his trousers tighten a bit. He just wanted to bang his head against the table to be able to think of anything else besides laying on them like a pillow.
"Okay, Ishida-kun! We can do that then." Lord help Uryu for what happened next. She enveloped him in a tight hug. Her breasts pressing against his arm. His blush deepened.
"O-okay, uhm I'll be by after school to take m-measurements." He stammered. What did he just get himself into...
Uryu tried to distract himself from immanent thoughts of his friend. He remembered that something was bothering her at lunch.
"Inoue-San?" He didn't look up from his project.
"Yes?" She didn't look up either.
"What did Kurosaki talk to you about when you both left the roof? You came back looking rather upset."
He looked at her from the corner of his eye, seeing her face fall at remembering the event but then instantly went back to smiling.
"Uhm, what do you mean, Ishida-kun?" She laughed nervously.
"If it's too personal you don't have to tell me. I just didn't like seeing you upset." He blushed and looked back down at his work.
"Well... I didn't talk to him much. When I found him he just yelled 'shut up' and punched the wall pretty hard..." she fiddled with the fabric In her hand. "When he noticed me he seemed to calm down a bit, I assume to not frighten me... but all I wanted was to heal his hand because he had cut it pretty bad, but he said he didn't want me to and left. Maybe I did something to upset him?"
Uryu wished Ichigo was there so he can hit him for being an idiot and upsetting her.
"Well, I'm sure he was just upset about something Keigo said. They did make quite a scene," He tried to sooth her. "Or I'm sure it was something dumb. You know how he is. I'm sure you did nothing wrong. We could never be upset with you, so don't worry about that."
Orihime smiled at Uryu's statement and proceeded with her quilt.
Tatsuki waited outside the clubs door to walk her friend home as she had always done. She patiently waited for the doors to open and reveal Orihime holding up a blue quilt to her friend Tatsuki.
"Ta-Da!" She beamed and lifted it high in the air.
"Do you like it, Tatsuki-Chan?" She looked at her dark haired friend and waited for praise from her.
Tatsuki reaches out to touch it.
"Wow, I do like it!" She looked behind Orihime and found Uryu standing behind her. Orihime moves to the side and lets Uryu come up beside her.
"Ishida-kun helped me finish! He finished his really fast so he helped me finish so I could take it home today." She smiled at her Quincy friend. "I accidentally spilled grape soda on my quilt at home so I decided to make one instead of buy one." She folded the quilt and held it in her arms walking with her friend.
"See you later, Ishida-kun!" She waved behind her and she turned back to Tatsuki.
See you later? Did she mean tomorrow or actually later that day? Tatsuki thought.
"Oh, Tatsuki-chan! Guess what?! Ishida-kun offered to help me fix my uniform so no one has to buy me a new one!" Tatsuki looked at her with squinted eyes. Very suspicious.
"Yeah, I bet he did." Not another pervert to worry about... she groaned. Well maybe not. There were rumors about him not, ahem, playing for that team. So she decided not to worry to much about him.
Later that afternoon.
Orihime put on some water for tea. She bought Uryu's favorite tea. Not named brand but it was the least she could to to compensate him for his time. She felt his reitsu come closer and was ready to open the door before he even knocked. Uryu held his hand up, about to knock and was greeted with his friends bright face.
"Welcome, Ishida-kun! Come in, please!" She held the door open and waved her hand in a welcoming fashion.
Uryu noticed she had changed out of her uniform, thank goodness.
She was wearing a white boat neck sweater and dark grey leggings. He admired how beautiful she looked. He had done a good job of hiding his crush on the bubbly girl the past few years, but it was getting harder to do so when both their bodies were changing and his 'urges' were getting harder to ignore. (No pun intended)
He walked into her quaint apartment and set his bag of things down.
"Okay Inoue-san, First things first is we need to take your measurements." he rifled through his bag and pulled out a tape measure. Orihime flinched at his eagerness to get started. She had hoped they could have tea first.
"I put some tea on the stove if you wanted some?" she pointed towards the kitchen. He had realized how rude he had been. He had just wanted to get this part over with due to his embarrassment.
"Oh yes Inoue-san, that would be nice. I'm sorry for my rudeness." he sat down at her table. Patiently waiting for her to bring the tea.
She smiled and waved her hand in dismissal.
"Don't worry, I actually bought your favorite! Jasmine tea!" she scurried to the kitchen and took the boiling water off the stove and placed it in her teapot and prepared the tea. Uryu wasnt surprised at her acts of kindness like this. It's one of the many reasons he liked her so much. She always paid attention to every little thing about someone. She may space out sometimes, but she paid attention to the things that mattered about a person. She liked to be friends with everyone.
Orihime brought the pot to her table and placed two cups in front of them. She poured Uryu his cup and poured herself one. She was thankful to have a friend like him. He was really the only one who understood her. Well besides her weird food taste and love for robots. But he understands her emotions and is really the only person besides Tatsuki that she can talk to. And since Tatsuki is usually busy she found herself relying on him a lot more. She loved the time they spent together studying and handcrafting. They had also spent sometime together over the break while Tatsuki was away at karate camp again.
Orihime and Uryu spent some time chatting and sipping tea. Orihime told him all about her previous dream about how she was a meka operator and how she saved the world from giant bugs who invaded from another planet. Uryu loved listening to her talk. About anything. She never failed to bring a smile to his face. He could listen to her talk for hours. Which he did sometimes. He especially loved listening about her dreams. Always something new. Well except when she had recurring nightmares about Hueco Mundo, but she hasn't had one in a long time. The first night she was back her reitsu had flared so high to the point a hollow showed up. Uryu was the first one there to take care of the hollow and to try and comfort the girl. He was glad she was okay now though. All he ever wanted was to see her happy.
Once they had their fill of chat and tea Uryu took out his tape measure again. Orihime stood and waited for her friend. He opened his notebook and took out his pen.
"Please raise your arms," before he could finish his sentence she suddenly raised them high over her head. "No, Inoue-san," he chuckled. "like this," he lowered her arms so they were parallel to the ground. She chuckled to herself and muttered an apology. Uryu placed the tip of his tape measure on the top of her wrist all the way to the other side. He jotted down the numbers. He blushed knowing what part was next.
"Inoue-san, I have to measure your chest now," he waited for her to approve.
"Alrighty!" She agreed gleefully and very naively. Uryu placed the tape measure around her upper back and wrapped it around her chest. His fingers brushing the top of her breasts lightly. She gasped at the contact and blushed. She hadn't realized his small touch could cause so much electricity. He quickly memorized the number and wrote it down, taking his hands away from the glorious mounds he wished he could touch longer. Control yourself! He thought. She's your friend... Your friend! A bead of sweat falling the side of his temple. He quickly measured the rest of her upper body. Next he moved to measure her waist. Uryu was shamefully enjoying every light touch and enjoyed hearing her little gasp everytime she wasn't ready for his fingers to brush against her. And now the last part, but equally as scary as measuring her chest. Her hips...
"And now your hips Inoue-san," he had to bend down and get on one knee due to her short stature. She gave him a nod to continue. Wrapping his fingers to her backside. She was so embarrassed right now, this is the most a boy besides Ichigo has ever touched her. She references the incident from Hueco Mundo and looks down at Uryu. She mentally smacked herself for thinking of such things. It's not like he's enjoying it. He's just helping her out! He probably did things like this all the time. He's probably touched hundreds of girls like this... This is routine for him. He's made lots of things for the drama club. Plus, why would he enjoy it?She didn't imagine herself being his type. He probably liked quiet girls. Like a girl with glasses like him so they can share glass cleaner towelettes! And maybe someone who's also a Quincy! So they can talk about shooting tips and teach eachother new techniques and so they can wear cute matching Quincy outfits! She accidentally imagined uryu but with lipstick and she quickly covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. Uryu looked up ah her in concern. Had he accidentally done something?
"Inoue-san, are you okay?" he looked at her raising a brow.
She waved her hands in front of her
"Y-yes! Sorry I was thinking of something rather odd." she admitted. She felt like she could tell him. But she didn't want to embarrass him with the fact that she had just thought about him with lipstick on.
"Well, I'm all done." he sighed, sad that this had ended quickly. It's what he wanted, but now that it's actually over he couldn't help but pout on the inside.
"Thank you so much, Ishida-kun." she gave him a smile of gratitude. He simply nodded back to her.
"I should have this done before school starts Tomorrow." Orihime handed him her uniform. He collected his things and was ready to leave.
"I'll bring it by tomorrow morning and I can walk you to school, if you don't mind." It would be the simplest way to return her uniform in time for school tomorrow.
"Of course, Ishida-kun!" She had to remind herself to text Tatsuki later and inform her that he was walking her.
"Okay, well have a goodnight, Inoue-San." He smiled down at her, now exiting and closing the door behind him.
Orihime sent a quick text to Tatsuki that Uryu was walking her home and went off to study.
The sun had just began to set and he admired the sunset. It was one of his favorite sceneries, Due to the hue of the sky matching a certain hair color on a certain girl. He smiled at the sky and headed home to fix the uniform that had caused so much commotion at school today.