Orihime and Ichigo were now in his room. Kira and Rangiku had managed somehow to slip giving them some privacy. The teenager felt stupid and she was trying to calm her heartbeats. It was the first time when she was in a boy's room and she was always thought that the circumstances in which she get in will be different ... but now it's not time to give back.
Ichigo took a few clothes from his closet then he headed to the bathroom, closing the door loudly. Seeing that his behavior did not change it reassured her a little. Having a little time alone she decided to think about what happened, so she sat on the bed for a few seconds. The orange haired girl was astonished when she realized that Ichigo was less hard on her than usual.
I mean he was more annoyed of trivial things and they finished much worse, and now he only said to her "Nothing. You will tell me everything later.". Besides it added that Ichigo even accepted her help, plus the previous night is still a mystery.
Orihime felt that she need to take a little break from this tangled situation, but she felt a cold jar thrown in her lap. The adolescence shoke her head then she looked in the direction from which the mysterious source of her disorder came.
Her cheeks turned red when she saw an almost naked Ichigo (with only his boxers on), covered predominantly with paint and with a towel around his neck. When the boy saw that the girl's attention was directed toward himself he sighed wiping his hair.
"Tsh…It seems like this paint ... It's pretty persistent. I hope your trick will take effect."
"Um ... Yeah. I will not disappoint you." she said walking her fingers on the edges of the jar that it had been offered to her. Ichigo startled a few seconds, finding strange that the girl was much quieter than usual, but he decided to ignore it. He will improve nothing if he will be skeptical of every gesture of hers.
Ichigo sat down next to her, his back a few inches from her body. Orihime breathed deep, then she started her work. She had carefully loosen the lid, then she sank her fingers into the jar content after which she began to massage his skin.
Ichigo winced initial feeling her touch what it made her little to worry, but she continued when he said nothing and when his muscles were more relaxed. The captain felt tense because of the fact that they were so close. It was not like he had feelings for her, only so much time has passed since anyone has touched him in this way that he forgot how it feels.
Her hands fit so well on his skin and he could swear that she was born to be his. He ignored some indecent thoughts what passed through his mind when the mayonnaise's smell made its presence felt.
There was nothing special about what was happening between them now. It was only due to the fact that she is a clumsy person and she wanted to repair her mistakes. Whatever will happen he will remain the division's captain, and she will remain a simply subordinate, so that she should not have any impact on him, right? At least that was what Ichigo thought ...
When her hands stopped suddenly he began to feel himself strange. He could feel her body shaking like something was bothering her, but what exactly? The boy opened his mouth in an attempt to ask her about what she was worried about, but he closed it instantly when her words were made audible.
"I'm really sorry ..." is all what she said after what she disappeared on the door. The boy wanted to turn himself and to stop her, but he was aware that it was not good to do that. Right now he wasn't behaving as usual and probably to have a discussion with her is the last thing he would have wanted.
The girl ignored the insistent gazes of the other members of the division who probably saw her leaving from Ichigo's room so fast, but she gave to them no importance. She was so puzzled that the peace was the only thing that she needed.
She arrived in her room, then she closed the door leaning against its frame. She stucked her knees to her chest and she sank her face in her uniform leaving her tears to assuage her worries. It was so strange that she felt good around Ichigo a few minutes ago and especially she was happy when she saw the smile on his face. Although it was for a few seconds her heart was still pounding faster. He seemed so gentle, a side that she has never seen before and what was causing her so many unknown feelings. She spent the rest of her night trying to understand what was happening to her.
The morning came faster than she would have expected. She erased the traces of her suffering, after which she folded Ichigo's Haori in a bag. If she reached any conclusion that it was that she need to stay as far away from him as possible, in order to make such moments to not happen ever again. Orihime pretended to be in a good mood as usual when Kira knocked on the door ready to begin his duties with her. The adolescence denied that something bad happened between her and Ichigo and she tried to ignore lieutenant's insinuations.
While they were in the yard in order to stretch some of division's linens the orange hair girl felt Ichigo's spiritual energy somewhere closer to her, so she excused herself and she headed in his direction.
The lieutenant felt like something strange was happening. The captain was pretty upset last night, and that fact that the girl isn't in a good mood as usual encouraged his suspicions. Kira sighed thinking at the fact that Ichigo maybe succeed to hurt Orihime's feelings again.
Ichigo and Ikkaku were walking in the division's garden discussing about the possibility war what will come. Ikkaku did not miss any opportunity to joke about the fact that Ichigo still smelled of mayonnaise or that his hair was lighter than usual.
"Ikkaku if you will continue to make comments about me I swear I'll slice you into pieces."
"Some very brave words from a captain who smells like my lunch. I wonder what will Isshin think when he will see that his beloved son was turned into a sandwich speaker." he said smiling devilishly.
Ichigo's face turned red. He did not need anyone to tell him about his condition. Therefore he must be thankful to Orihime for her strange idea what really worked, but also nothing of all this would have happened if she will not have appeared in his life.
He didn't succeed at all to sleep last night, being unable to ignore the compatibility between their bodies. Ikkaku was talking only shits what managed the orange haired captain to be more annoyed and to make Ikkaku the target of his worries. The Division 3's captain pulled the sword from his waist and he was about was to stick it to Ikkaku's chest when Orihime made her appearance.
It is true that he managed to avoid her in the last minute, but her uniform became much more ... Well ... much more ,airy'. Zangetsu has managed to cut it into 2 pieces revealing her pink underwear. It is true that it was an admirable view for every male person.
Ichigo remained in the same position some seconds surprised by the beauty of her body, but he came back to reality when he felt a piece of fabric glued to his abdomen. It was his Haori's and it was somewhat wet. Ichigo took the piece of material in his hand while he was watching how the girl was moving far away from him.
Kira watched the scene at some distance away and he remained somewhat shocked. It seems that the girl's luck is beyond measure. The lieutenant turned his gaze on the person next to him when he heard his laugh.
"Oh ... I never thought that Ichigo will be able to do something like that. Anyway he seems quite changed. It feels like he's lively lately. Do not you think?"
"Yes ..." The man beat Kira on his back when he tried to lean his head down.
"Cheer up, Kira. Everything will be OK. Follow Ichigo as you did until now and report to me as usual. It seems like I was right when I 'helped' her to reach this division, right? "