I DON'T OWN BLEACH

For Ramecup, you know why =)

Picture Perfect; Yuri Edit

Part2; A surprise... or two.

When you are a model there are a few things you just learn to get used too. Undressing in front of large groups of people and being touched by a designer or apprentice. No, Juushiro will never get used to people touching her... which is why she only deals with Nanao. They are comfortable. It's a work relationship, but a respectful one. "She isn't answering the phone, and she only responds to direct questions through email." Juushiro exhales a sigh holding her phone in front of her face as Nanao tugs on the hem of her linen pant leg trying to see if they are even.

"Put your weight on your right foot." Nanao replies only to hear another sigh. "Juushiro-sama... you said yourself that Ichigo-chan seemed new to the concept of liking..." Nanao ponders the right word. "stilettos instead of boots. Is it possible she isn't interested in trading shoes?"

"Yes." Juushiro answers closing her eyes as the make-up girl pat her chin with fresh powder. "I... like Ichigo but if I had known I would lose her friendship I wouldn't have touched her."

"You wanted to though, so don't regret trying." Nanao replies rising from her crouched position and taking a step back to check the seam work. "It's always better to be honest with yourself... even if it means Ichigo-chan never feels that way about you, you will at least know you gave it a try."

"I did." she says opening her eyes and snapping her phone shut. "I'm... going to take the day off."

A sudden hush falls around the room.

"I'm not feeling well. Excuse me." With her head low she steps through the crowd of people and glides up the stairs to her the section of the building she stays in. Soon as the door shuts everyone begins to panic and looks at Nanao.

"What did you say to her? Juushiro-sama never takes a day off, and she never frowns."

"I will fix this... as soon as possible." Nanao says pushing up her glasses. "You! Give me your phone!" This is just perfect, a lovesick model. She is totally gone over the that girl.

Juushiro changes into a comfortable sundress. The light blue color is soothing and she just can't bare to put on her happy face for the people downstairs. Flopping on her bed she pulls out the pins holding up her long white hair and lets them tumble from her hand to the ground. "Two days of polite emails and not one word of honesty." Grumbling into her pillow she looks up and sees the stuffed yellow lion sitting on her bed. "Kon... make Ichi-chan fall for me." she says grabbing the creature and holding it to her chest. "I'm lonely and only she makes me smile on the inside."

Another thing people don't get is, When you spend all day getting your picture taken and smiling you tend to just go on automatic pilot keeping that smile in place sun up to sundown. Ichigo made her smile, really smile from the inside out. That kind of thing doesn't just happen for Juushiro. "She is special to me."

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"Get in there and talk to her!" Nanao points a finger at the frosted glass door. "Now!"

Ichigo is shoved through the doorway and finds herself in a simple square room with a kitchenette and a large sleigh bed in the center of the room. But her eyes soon focus on the white haired figure laying in the center of a soft green blanket. "Juushiro..." Taking a silent step towards the bed Ichigo sees Kon laying on the woman chest his large round face between two shapely breasts. "If Kon could talk he would be the happiest stuffed lion in the world."

Watching her sleep for a few minutes Ichigo pulls up a small blanket from the foot of the bed and covers her with it. Then she turns around and stares at the empty one room apartment. How could someone live here? It's just empty but for a shelf of books. Looking back at the woman she can't help but cover her mouth in shock. Juushiro has no belongings. The only thing personal in this entire room is Kon. Ichigo walks over to the side of the bed and sits on the floor with a sigh. "What should I do?" she whispers curling her arms around her legs and setting her chin to her knees. It's true she likes her and the past few days she has felt wretched for avoiding Juushiro.

However, Ichigo has nothing to compare the feelings in her heart to. No great romance to draw any kind of similarities with Juushiro. "I have a slight inclination towards you." she whispers again looking up at the sleeping woman's face. She is beautiful, no one could dare argue otherwise. Certainly attractive to Ichigo, but her eyes keep moving to her lips and thinking about touching her. "Ok... I'm attracted to her, but that doesn't mean I want to..." Her eyes grow wide as Juushiro rolls in her sleep, the dress shifts and exposes part of her breasts. "Ohhh, she is perfect." she gasps following the curve of her breasts down to where her nipple is just covered by the fabric. "Maybe I could... sleep with Juushiro, but this doesn't make me gay! I'm interested in that one." Ichigo promptly points a finger at Juushiro. "Her only. That is the line I'm drawing for myself." Folding her arms over her chest she stands up and moves toward the back wall. Plopping down she watches her sleep before drifting off herself.

Juushiro's eyes flutter open her vision slowly coming to rest on the person with long orange hair sleeping on her floor. "She came." Juushiro smiles, her large brown eyes drifting over the form she has missed so much. "Ichigo." Unable to stop herself she rises from the bed grabbing her pillow and blanket. She wraps the blanket around Ichigo and gently places the pillow under her head. "Rest well, Ichigo."

"Mmm."

Tilting her head she sits near Ichigo close enough to touch but denying herself the right too. This is nice, even if she doesn't get to keep her this moment could help her survive the loneliness. "I can be ok with it. Just as long as she is nearby... as long as she doesn't vanish."

Sometime later Ichigo wakes finding a curtain of white nearby and a warm smile. "You are awake?"

"And so are you." Juushiro responds closing her book and setting aside. "Did you rest well?"

"Yeah... really good actually." Ichigo says leaning up and trying not to blush at the smile pointed at her. "I got here and you were sleeping so I waited. I thought we could talk."

"I'm so glad."

"Um... could I use your bathroom for a minute?"

"Yes." Juushiro points at the double doors on the north wall. Soon as Ichigo vanishes inside she goes into the small kitchenette area and makes some tea. "She wants to talk. Ohhh~." Her hands shakes as she grows nervous. If Ichigo gives her any kind of sign, just a small nod she will kiss her. "No!" she shakes her head, she must not do that! That would scare her right?

Setting out the cups she hears the bathroom open and takes a deep breath. "Would you like some tea?"

"Sure." Ichigo sits down at the small breakfast table looking everywhere but at the long white hair lifting as Juushiro walks around the table to pour the tea. "Y-You are beautiful to me." she blurts out surprised at herself. "My ideal type of woman really, and I'm sorry I have been ignoring you the past few days."

Juushiro lifts an eyebrow at her confession. "I feel the same way about you."

"No... don't smile and just accept what I'm saying so easy." Ichigo stands up pushing back the chair with her legs. "I've never been in love. I have no way of even knowing that is how I feel about you." Grabbing Juushiro wrist she takes the tea kettle with her other hand. "All my life... I have thought about falling in love with a guy and making clothes for our three kids." Placing the kettle on the table Ichigo pulls Juushiro's hand toward her chest. "but I'm all screwed up now! I'm thinking about making clothes for you and maybe getting a freaking cat!"

"Ohh, and that is bad?" she blinks totally confused.

"Yes..." she answers shaking her head. "and no. Gah! This is difficult to explain."

"Whatever you decide I will respect it." Juushiro's fingers squeeze Ichigo's warm hand. "I just... I want you around. I need you around." she whispers, fighting the trembling of her voice. "I won't try to kiss you. Please just don't ignore me anymore. It's so painful to me."

"I'm so sorry." Ichigo wraps her arms around Juushiro and gently hugs her. "I've only thought about myself. I should have realized you would be lonely." What is she doing? She came here to end this, to make a clean break and say this isn't for her. But when Ichigo looks at Juushiro and talks to her, holds her... the words just don't come. "I... Juushiro... I..." The sweet smell of her perfume clouds around Ichigo. She starts to think about that kiss they shared and how nice it really was and it couldn't hurt to try again. "I think we should."

"Pardon?" she asks looking down at Ichigo's blushing face. Large amber eyes close and Ichigo leans against her once again. "Oh... oh!" Understanding the point Juushiro lightly presses her lips to the trembling young woman's.

This time Ichigo is more relaxed. This is her decision and the very soft lips moving over hers is so pleasant and enjoyable she actually kisses her back with eagerness. Her mouth moves on it's own on a path of desire to Juushiro's neck. More of that wonderful sweet scent envelops her, and the soft skin, oh and her hair tickles at Ichigo's cheeks. "Juushiro?" she mumbles between kisses.

"Yes?" Her eyes fly open full of worry.

"Can I touch your hair?"

"I would like that." She smiles closing her eyes and feeling gentle hands slide through her long locks. The sucking at her neck increases as Ichigo's fingers slide down her back then press her close. Her mouth opens in a quiet sigh, this embrace is so sweet filling Juushiro with a longing to touch the other woman next to her.

Still wrapped in Juushiro's flowery scent, Ichigo gazes at her discovering hidden desire in her warm brown eyes. "Juushiro... I want to try and be with you." With a dark blush on her cheeks she pulls Juushiro's hand up to her face. "If you want me that is."

"Oh! I would really like that Ichigo." Juushiro's hands cup Ichigo's face, her smile so wide as she lets her happiness show. "I will treat you very good. You will see." Overwhelmed with joy she kisses Ichigo this time allowing her hands to slide into her vibrant orange hair to touch.

"Alright, alright." she nervously blushes crimson. "Now I need you to do me a favor."

"Of course!"

"Go back to work before Nanao-san has a heart attack." Ichigo asks and instantly sees Juushiro's eye tilt to the ground. "I'll work here from now on!" she says trying to ease the pain-filled expression.

Juushiro tilts her head and smiles, "Thank you, Ichigo."