Ch.3 Tanabata Wishes
"Kami-sama…" uttered a prayer in a serene early morning,
"This year I wish for nothing more than the well being of my family and my friends"
clap clap.
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…"uh, hm..actually, I take that back".
Can I take it back?… I can't un-clap huh…I have more to say. I wish…that is," stammered the girl in her head," if you'd be so kind…as to um..um…provide for me a nice man to meet this year…to appease my mom… Thank you! Oh…and please help me with Ishida-san. I really want us to become friends, if we're not to become fiancées. I really didn't want to be his fiancée… For crying out loud, I only knew the man existed for a day! I don't know what to do at home now… Mom is crying. Mrs. Ishida is throwing a fit. It seems that nobody wants to be calm…It didn't exactly help that Ishida-san didn't tell his mom his disapproval of the engagement UNTIL two days ago at the airport…right in front of me…yeah… I guess after he saw me…he changed his mind. Ah, that's not important right now. Don't think about only yourself Orihime. Think about yours and Ishida's mother! I was truly at a loss two days ago… He told me he was going to marry me…then he told me he didn't want to marry me. I myself don't mind though, Kami-sama! Is he the man you wanted me to meet this year? Is that why our moms suddenly agreed on this marriage without our consent? We're in our twenties…they should know we could handle ourselves. Is this why until now I still haven't met any good men…? Orihime, how could you say that to Kami-sama!
Her face contorted in self-punishment, while her clasped hands and closed eyes still remained for a proper prayer position. Meanwhile, a puzzled but amused man stood about five feet away under the temple rooftop, watching and occasionally chuckling softly, careful not to alert the beautiful girl in sunflower yukata of his presence.
I think he could be nice…despite his appearances…and those square glasses that really don't compliment his bony face features are still okay… if you ignore them, and look at his eyes, his amazing steel blue eyes.
The prayer ended with a loud CLAP CLAP
"Enthusiastic aren't we?"
Inoue turned around. There, a smiling Ishida Uryuu dressed in blue and white striped yukata stood, adorned in all his native Japan glory.
"Oh hm..um..yeah hehe" she, pink as a tomato remembering her last wish, replied with overdone bashfulness.
What is this? Orihime looks down to no one. With determined courage and slight defiance, Inoue looked directly into his eyes. This was the man who rejected me flat out in my face without me even ASKING for a date! Furthermore, if I was to ask anyone out for a date, which would probably never happen because I'm such a clumsy, big-boobed, hopeless girl…he would DEFINITELY be last on my list. He doesn't deserve my courtesy! Tatsuki-chan convinced me of this just yesterday during our friends' heart to heart moment at our local favorite restaurant, Irchiraku Ramen House…
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"Ha, screw the lot of them Inoue. You know, your mom was wrong too in breaking the news oh-so-subtly. Actually …she didn't even tell you."
"Ichigo's right. You needn't worry so much about your mother. Now this Ishida may be a different story…Your mom really wants you to marry him?"
"I don't know Rukia. I don't see why my mom, this year of all years, decided to 'find me a man'. I am totally capable of finding myself a boyfriend!"
"That's right Orihime. I couldn't have said it better myself. SLURRPP Man, that's spicy."
"Here Tatsuki, before you have a nose bleed."
"Shutup Ichigo. Gimme that tissue" SNOOORRTTT
"Any louder and you'll blow your nose off. Haha, you might even look better that way!"
"Yaro -bastard-…"
Man, did Tatsuki's face bloat then.. What I'd give to have a picture of that…Nah, Tatsuki will probably break my camera…
"Ichita…"began the clogged up, hyperventilating female, "roueally shoudnt bu allowed to even schtay at chor housche. If I wus chu, I woucha kicked him outch!"
"Tatsuki…I…can't…understand you…OH MY GOD ARE YOU CHOKING? OH MY GOD!"
I jumped across the table and proceeded to do the Heimlich maneuver before Ichigo and Rukia can hold me back.
"THIS IS MY TURN TO SAVE YOU TATSUKI!"
"HUGH! ORIHIMEEE ….HUUUGHHH…. I'M NOT CHOKING……HUUUUGGGH…LET GOO!"
Hm…after a couple days I'm sure she'll forgive me…I hope…
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"Is there something you need Ishida-san, or would you like to humiliate me some more." as if yesterday wasn't enough…
His smiling face immediately turned to as rigid as a piece of cardboard. His lips formed a line perfectly perpendicular to the stripes of his yukata.
"Nothing of that sort actually, Orihime-san. I only came up tohang my wishes on the Tanabata tree next to you. Oh, and breakfast is ready at the veranda miss million faces"
Orihime blinked.
Was he just…joking with me? And miss million faces…huh…wonder what made him think that…
Thank you Kami-sama. I will now eat breakfast. Oh, I pray that Ishida's wish will come true.
Another clap
"Otoro, my lovely otoro, come cure my sorrows" Orihime skipped and hopped as she sang her ode to her oh-so-dear Otoro.
She's going to fall down the stairs thought Ishida
Little did he know he would be right.