Ichigo arrived at Orihime's apartment exactly at 7 PM. His skin was back to normal and he was wearing an Oakland Raider's jersey and cap, some gold chains around his neck, and limited-edition Yeezy sneakers. One of the gold chains he was wearing had a Yen sign on it, while the other one, had Pikachu from Pokémon as the Playboy logo. He was standing outside her apartment as he sent her a text message while leaning against his white 1996 Honda Civic Hatchback. It was his "project" car as he liked to call it. He had recently put 18" gold BBS alloy rims and a massive spoiler on the back. Spoiler looked like a whale—or as Ichigo like to call it, "Da Porsche Look." The car still screamed Ricer as it didn't look aerodynamically and aesthetically pleasing to the eye. Case in point, it had two big Hello Kitty stickers slapped in the back bumper of the car which had been installed by the previous owner. Rather than looking like it came out of the set of Fast and the Furious—which was the look Ichigo was going for—it looked as if it had come from a Pride parade in San Francisco. The stickers made the car look so gay, one time, Ichigo had gotten mocked while he was stuck in traffic. It wasn't until he rolled down his window and pulled out a .40 in front of their faces, that the jokers on the other car stopped ridiculing him. Still, he was working on the car and was going to remove the stickers from the back when he had some free time and replace them with red dragons. It wasn't a bad car for a first car. It just needed a lot of work to be done on it, that's all. At least the car had a manual transmission, so it wasn't too bad.

Orihime came out of her apartment.

"Wow, Ichigo. I didn't know you could drive." She said, a bit amazed.

"Yea, you know me. I'm a mayne of many talents." He said, grinning.

He opened the passenger door to let in Orihime. Once they were all inside, Ichigo started the car and made their way to the restaurant, with the VTEC kicking in all the way to their destination.

Fifteen minutes later, they had arrived at a French café. Ichigo found a parking spot in front of the café and parked there. Once inside, they ordered some food and began to talk to each other. Orihime stuffed her face with French pastry and ice cream, making Ichigo wondered where all those empty calories went, since she never gained any weight from eating high calorie food. He had an idea, actually two, where it all went and he was staring at them while Orihime ate. It didn't mattered to him where all that fat went at the end of the day, so long as she never gained any weight. Otherwise, he might start to look for a new face to date.

As the evening went on, they laughed and continued to talk. Ichigo and Orihime were enjoying themselves. Now if only things were like this every day, things would be perfect. Ichigo thought to himself. He hated fighting with Orihime, especially over trivial things. He didn't want his life to be all chaos and fighting, especially since he was involved in a dangerous profession. His profession involved a lot fighting, he didn't need his love life to be like that as well.

Once they were finished with their food and Ichigo had paid the bill, they made their way back to car. They got in and drove away, the car's exhaust noise sounding like a baby passing gas.

As Ichigo was driving in the highway, he looked at Orihime, and bit his lips. Dayuum! She looks fine tonight. He thought. If I play my cards right, Imma git laid tonight!

"Where are we going, Ichigo?" Origins asked, as she ran her fingers through her long, silky hair.

"Oh, where going to Mount Ogachi." He said.

"To do what? Hill Race?!" She said, now growing deeply upset.

"Nah, Orihime. It ain't nuffin like dat. I wuz thinking of lookin' at the stars and cuddlin', you know, couples stuff." Ichigo said, blushing a bit. He wasn't the type to say such romantic things out loud.

"Cut the crap, Ichigo! By the way your car looks like, you just want to hill race. I'm not stupid, I know what goes on in that place so don't give me this star gazing and cuddling bullcrap." She said, looking at him with disapproving eyes.

"I swear to Tupac, womyn! I ain't gonna hill race! I juz want to be with you, dat's all. Why you gotta be like dat? We wuz doing fine until you got all paranoid!"

"You always lie, so don't act so innocent. You think I don't know your tricks?" She said, as she punched him in his deltoid.

"Mayne, wut da hell iz wrong with you!" Ichigo said, as he rubbed his deltoid.

"Take it like a man, pussy!" Orihime said angrily.

Ichigo retaliated and punched her deltoid—at 47% force, of course, because he knew the damage he could do at 100%. All the other dudes he had previously beaten up, could testify to that fact.

"Ouch! That really hurts! You're so rough." Orihime said, as she rubbed her deltoid, angry that Ichigo would retaliate in such a manner.

"Dat's wut she said!" Ichigo said, as he busted out laughing, thinking he was on par with comedic geniuses like Rodney Dangerfield, George Carlin, and Richard Pryor.

Orihime began to hit him with her purse, as Ichigo tried to block the attacks with one hand, while keeping the other on the steering wheel and focusing on the road.

Just then, they heard the sound of a police siren, and Ichigo saw on his rear-view mirror a police car with the red flashing lights on.

His face turned completely pale.

"What's the matter, pussy? You scared of the police?" Orihime said, mockingly as she stuck out her tongue at Ichigo.

Ichigo turned his head towards her and said, "I love you, baby."

Orihime looked at him puzzled and all she could say was, "I love you too, baby" when she instead wanted to mock him some more.

Ichigo pulled over his car to the side of the road, with the police car parking behind him.

The police officer went up to the driver's side and asked for license, vehicle registration, and proof of insurance.

Ichigo tried to play it cool, without giving the police officer any excuse to give him a ticket or search his car, while the officer looked through the driver's license and the other documents Ichigo had provided him.

"You want to explain to me why you two were fighting?" The police officer said, as he shined a bright light at Ichigo and Orihime.

"No, officer, we wuzn't fightin'. We wuz juz…" Ichigo began to blush.

"You were doing what?" The officer demanded.

"We wuz fore playing." Ichigo blushed. When Orihime heard this, she too, blushed like the color of the police emergency lights.

"Is this true, young lady?" The police officer shined the bright light at Orihime.

"Y-Yes, it's true." She said, blushing and fidgeting. "This is so embarrassing!" She said, as she covered her warm, red face with her hands.

"Save that for the hotel room, not the road." The police officer said, as he handed back to Ichigo his driver license and the rest of his documents. "I see you doing this again on the road, and I'll arrest you for public indecency and reckless driving, understand?"

"Yes, officer, and sorry officer." Ichigo bowed his head.

"I'm sorry officer. We'll never do it again." Orihime bowed her head, as well.

"Have a safe night and drive carefully." The police officer said, as he went back to his patrol car.

Once the patrol car left, Ichigo drove back onto the highway and got off of it when he saw the first exit. He then drove back on the highway, but on the south side back to Orihime's place. Mount Ogashi would have to be left for another day, especially with what had just occurred.

"Why did you lie to the police?" Orihime asked, suspiciously, as Ichigo was driving her back to her place.

" 'Cause I wuz ridin' dirty, dat's why!" Ichigo said.

"What?!"

"I had a couple of keys and stuff in da trunk! I ain't getting caught with dat stuff."

"IN ENGLISH, JACKASSS! DO YOU SPEAK IT?!" Orihime shouted, sick of his lies and stupidity.

"I got Snow White and MJ in da trunk." Ichigo said, blurting it out before realizing he was still speaking in code.

"You mean you have," Orihime's eyes grew wide in astonishment. "COCAINE AND MARY JUANA?!" She shouted, unable to contain her anger at Ichigo.

"Yea, dat's rite." Ichigo said, while looking at her in amazement that she had figured it out. She really wasn't a dumb girl after all.

"STOP RIGHT HERE!" Orihime demanded.

Ichigo slammed on the break and stopped near an intersection. Orihime got out of the car, and slammed the door. Ichigo followed suit.

"Orihime! Orihime! Come on, don't be like dat, yo."

"Shut up, Ichigo!" She said, as she delivered a vicious slapped to him. "We're through, you hear! Don't call me or wait outside my house like a sick puppy! I never want to see you again!" She yanked her necklace he had given her as a Valentine's Day gift from last year and threw it on the ground, right in front of his shoes.

"Nawh hold on, Orihime!" He said, trying to grab her arm, as she walked away.

"Don't touch me! We're through! Go play Yakuza 6 with your homeboys, but don't expect me to cry when you get your Ginger-ass killed!" She said, as she walked away.

"Dayuum, why you gotta be like dat!" Ichigo shouted, as he stood there alone, holding her necklace, while his car idled in the distance.