I wrote this from Ishida-kun's point of view for some reason, I only realized it when I was halfway through! Updates may be a little farther apart because I'm trying to be dedicated to both my stories and since I've been favoring this one it's the Discworld stories turn for special attention.
Please R&R, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Do you really think I own Bleach? Because I'm not even going to try and help you with your problems if you do.
Ishida Uryū walked along the sidewalk slowly, almost dreading arriving at the school. What do I say to her? Do I act any different? Do I mention our…. He hesitated to even think the word "date". HE continued walking, lost in his thoughts, until he arrived at his school. Dodging through the crowded hallways, he somehow managed to squeeze his way past his classmates and slide into his seat. Relived, he pulled out a sheet of paper and began to work on his latest design for sewing club.
He began to focus in on his design. If one of his classmates had stood close to him they would have heard him muttering to himself things along the line of, "No… let the lace be 42¾", that will allow the bow to be placed exactly along the seam … ". He was blissfully unaware of the girl creeping up behind him grinning mischievously. He took his pencil away from the paper and began to look at the design skeptically. To his horror, someone reached around his head and covered his eyes, pulling his head backward as they did so.
"Guess who Uryū?" Said a very perky voice.
Uryū gulped. As if the perky voice wasn't enough he would have been able to tell just by the chest his head was being clutched too. Blushing furiously at that thought, he said "O-Orihime?"
"You guessed!" Said Orihime, releasing his head. She leaned over his shoulder and peered at the design. "That's a pretty dress."
Uryū leaned away from her slightly, trying not to blush once more and replied "Thank you Orihime."
Orihime circled around his desk and leaned across it, face level with his. "Uryū…" She said quietly. "I really enjoyed last night… Would you like to go out again sometime?"
"Sounds great Orihime." Uryū said, trying very hard to ignore the use of the phrase "go out". Orihime began to lean a closer slowly. Just as she reached the point where Uryū thought for sure he was going to faint, the classroom door burst open.
"Orihime!" called Rukia and Ichigo. "Come here, maybe you can settle this argument we have going on."
Orihime started, blushed, and skipped off to help the yelling shinigami. Uryū sat perfectly still, too stunned to move. I'm sure she didn't mean anything by it… She was probably just going to steal my glasses again. Yes, that must have been it. And now she's hurrying off to help Ichigo. He began to work on his design again, only to be interrupted by the teacher coming into the room.
Lunchtime came quickly, and Uryū approached the group of his friends. Seeing that there was no room at the picnic table they had claimed, he walked off a little bit and began to picnic under a tree. He studied the group as he did so. Somehow they had crammed ten people onto a small picnic table. It was so crowded Orihime and Rukia were practically sitting on Ichigo's lap. His eyes narrowed at that sight. Rukia sitting on Ichigo was Ichigo's business, but Uryū didn't think that Orihime should be. He dragged his eyes back to his food and began to eat.
"Is this seat taken?"
Uryū shook his head without bothering to check the identity of the speaker, and continued to eat. A few moments later, the voice filtered through his head. "Orihime?" He asked, looking up.
"Hey Uryū! It was way too crowded over there, and besides…" She smiled. "I'd rather eat with you. It's nice and peaceful with just two people."
"Orihime… You said that you'd like to 'go out' again sometime." Said Uryū, pusing up his glasses frantically.
"Yeah, I'd love to hang out with you!" Orihime said brightly.
"Would you like to come over for dinner sometime this week?" Uryū blushed and began to backtrack quickly. "I mean only if you want to, no obligation. Feel free to say no, I mean I wouldn't even be surprised if you di-"
"Uryū?" Seeing him cease his rambling, Orihime continued. "I'd love to."
"o…oh." Said Uryū, being very careful to look only at his food. The two ate in silence mostly, except for a period of time where Orihime explained her theory that ichigo had been abducted by aliens at birth and their testing was what caused his short temper and orange hair. During this discussion Uryū had to work hard to keep from rolling on the grass laughing, and only did so because of her deadpan expression.
After lunch, Uryū was cornered by one Asano Keigo.
"What were you doing to Orihime? If you robbed her of her virtue I will kill you!" Shouted Asano, arms flailing wildly.
It took Uryū a good fifteen minutes to silence the idiot, and he walked away from the school with cries of "You fiend! Stealing Orihime! I'll get you for this! Her virtue must be protected!"
Uryū sighed. Some people at his school were really just too idiotic to bear talking too. Turning the day's events over in his head, he began to walk home.
I had trouble with Keigo, so I hope he seemed spazztic enough. Next chapter takes place at Ishida's house! *fangirl squeal*