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Chapter 3

"Okay then, we need to find you a place to sleep."

Ichigo looked around the empty apartment. "Um, why do you live in an apartment? Where are your parent-"

"My parents are dead." Ryou cut in. He scowled and looked away.

Ichigo felt like a jerk. "I am really sorry, Ryou- I didn't know. I-"

"It's alright." He said, turning back to her, a sardonic smile pasted across his face. "They were mega rich, so I'm not poor."

Ichigo studied him for a while. Poor Ryou. she thought. I bet he's really lonely. All that money, and no friends. I wonder what that must feel like? I may be klutzy, and kind of dumb, but I always had my friends standing by me.. Maybe this is my task. Maybe I'm meant to help him get friends.

Ryou's face contorted. "Ah- what are you staring at!" he quickly looked away.

"You." Ichigo said, a bit confused why he asked her that.

Ryou smiled slightly, and let out a small chuckle. "You are dumb."

What? "Hey! That wasn't nice! That was-"she paused when she spotted him laughing. Ichigo grinned. Yay! She thought. One up for me!

Ichigo looked around once again. "It is really dreary in here. Lets brighten it up!"

As Ichigo lifted her wand, Ryou lunged and snatched it away from her.

"Hey!-"

"No. No magic on my home. You might blow it up."

"Uh.." Ichigo couldn't reply to that. It was true, after all.

"We'll get you a bed the old fashioned way. We'll BUY one."

"Uh.." Ryou took hold of her hand and dragged her out of the apartment.

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"Wow." Ichigo gasped at the huge city. "This is amazing!!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, yeah. Just don't do anything- unusual while we're here okay?"

"Okay!" she beamed at him.

He kept hold of her hand, and slipped her wand in his back pocket.

Ichigo was in awe of the big city, trying to touch, smell, and talk to everyone and thing on the street.

After a particularly embarrassing conversation with a homeless person, involving Ichigo asking a lot of personal questions and- erm, asking the hobo to live with them, Ryou pushed her into a back alley.

"What are you doing!" Ichigo asked indignantly. "That was very rude, Ryou! I was just talking to that nice man-"

"He was a HOBO! He would have probably slit your throat for a cheap kick!"

"Now Ryou, it isn't nice to judge people by the circumstances they are in. he was very nice."

Ryou rubbed the bridge of his nose in exasperation, and leant on the fence. "Look- Ichigo. You need to stop being trusting here. People lie. I don't know what they taught you up there at – fairy school, but you don't go trusting every Tom, Dick and Harry. You'll end up getting hurt."

Ichigo nodded. "Don't trust, Tom, Dick, Harry, or Hobo. Got it."

Ryou rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's just buy you this bed and get it over with."

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"WWEEEEEE!"

"ICHIGO! STOP IT!"

"Um- miss, I must ask you to stop bouncing on the beds.." The shop assistant said, nervously. He was clearly new.

Ryou closed his eyes, and pulled on Ichigo's foot, causing her to collapse on to the bed.

"Wow! That was fun! Let's get this one!"

"Fine. Just as long as you stop destroying the beds!" Ryou growled. Ichigo looked up at him, a worried expression on her face. "You're mad at me now, aren't you?"

Ryou became alarmed when she started sniffling. "No! I'm not mad! Stop crying! Look, lets just get this bed and get outta here."

Ichigo smiled. "Okay! Thankyou!"

He ruffled her hair playfully. "That's okay kid."

"Hey!" she shrugged him off. "I am not a kid! I am two hundred and twenty years old Thankyou very much!"

"Uh.." Ryou turned to the shop assistant who was staring at the genie, a shocked expression on his face. "Um.. Kids!" he said laughing forcefully ruffling Ichigo's hair again. "They're such jokers! Now, how much was that bed again..?"