Uryū Ishida
Theme: Your Mom
Kagome huffed as she watched her boyfriend easily hit all of the targets fifty feet away, all of his arrows hitting the center. She glared at him when he turn to look at her a cocky smile on his face as he casually fixed his glasses.
"I hate you."
He smiled at her, "I know you do and I hate you to."
She snorted, "Your mom." He smiled at her mirth dancing in his eyes, "You know Kagome-Chan, that's not very mature. Besides that doesn't make much sense."
She turned away from him, hiding her smile, her arms crossed for dramatic effect, "Your mom doesn't make much sense, Uryū."
He sighed as he pulled her into his arms, her back resting against his chest. "Uh huh. Don't take it out on me that you suck at archery. You're supposed to the miko." She huffed, "Your mom."