A wink. That was a good sign. The man was really flirting with her. Ichigo sent back a flirty smile of her own before turning her attention back to her dining partner.
"Thank you so much for doing this Sosuke, whenever I asked that idiot brother of yours he would just flat out refuse and order me to turn down the job," she huffed sipping at her wine in annoyance. Aizen chuckled, setting a hand upon her thigh.
"You are a very capable woman Sunako, I'd rather go along and suffer a little jealousy so I could protect you if you ever needed it. I'm actually glad you asked me to join you my dear," he said sliding over to her a little, her knees brushing against his. Ichigo let out a seductive laugh as if he had been joking with her, her target tunring his attention on her once more and beckoning her over. A single nodded before she turned back to Aizen.
"Sosuke if you could go pay the bill while I fetch our coats that would be lovely," she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she stood.
"Of course my dear, have fun." What a sick sense of humour he had. The lady he liked was off to flirt with another man and he really didn't care. Ichigo laughed a little as she head to the coatroom, beckoning for her target to join her.
An arm wrapped around her waist seconds after she had reapplied the curtains, Ichigo leaned back into the embrace making sure it was her target and not some random pervert.
"Flirting with me while you're with another man, what a brazen woman you are," he commented, playing with her hair.
"He's just a business associate, I'm only having dinner with him to keep my bosses happy. I prefer blondes anyway," she purred, running a hand up his chest and into his hair, pulling him down for a searing kiss. He chuckled after they broke apart, both arms holding her to him tightly.
"Nice to know, and just to let you know I prefer strong willed women," he husked, pulling her up for another kiss. A smirk crossed her lips when she noticed her blood red lipstick smeared across his lips; that was her job done.
"I see." Ichigo pulled away quickly trying not to laugh when she saw Aizen glaring at them from over the top of his glasses. The man stepped away from her, both hands raised up in surrender.
"I can see when someone is spoken for, sorry sir," he muttered, Ichigo rolled her eyes. Men.
"I am not spoken for but I am not continuing this, the mood is gone. Might as well take me home then," she said, grabbing her wrap and marching out, trying her hardest not to start laughing at the blonds face as Aizen wrapped an around her shoulders. Ichigo scowled at him, slapping at his side, shrugging his arm off, storming out before she ruined everything. The second Ichigo burst through the doors she burst out in laughter, hastily wiping her lipstick off before it effected her. Aizen appeared behind her seconds later, he snickered as he grabbed her hand running away from the restaurant. He glanced behind them once before laughing.
"I may have upset your gentleman caller by insulting his intelligence, he threatened to beat the life out of me." It surprised her to see him acting so normal, but there was something that felt out of place with him.
"I ended up having to deal with him before he had the chance." And there it was, his actual self was rearing its ugly head. The thought of it made her stomach roll.
"Sosuke stop for a minute, I need to stop," Ichigo shouted ripping her hand from his. She was actually going to be sick.