Author's Note: I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is AU.
So Find Me a Match
Uryuu was beginning to wonder if he had done something wrong. For the past week or so, Orihime had been watching him out of the corner of her eye when she thought he wasn't looking. He had also caught her murmuring under her breath about something or another. He wasn't sure what was going on. However, it wasn't really affecting their work on the project, so he tried not to worry about it. They were actually doing pretty well project wise. The two of them had turned in the preliminary costume sketches along with a detailed summary about each costume and why they had chosen to do things as they had. It had received an A minus, so they were clearly one the right track.
They had some minor alterations to make to the original designs, but the next step was really to get patterns put together and start figuring out materials for the costumes. Thankfully, auditions for the play had been completed, so once the two of them had the patterns, they could start get measurements of the cast and make up some trial costumes. It was a good thing that both he and Orihime knew how to sew though. Otherwise, this would take a lot longer if he had to do all the sewing himself. They had just spent the last five hours going from fabric store to fabric store comparing prices and materials. One of the next pieces to turn in was a budget for their materials.
He didn't know about Orihime, but he was tried and hungry. Dinner sounded good to him. Then they could hit another three stores before everything closed for the night. Uryuu turned to broach the idea with her only to have Orihime place her hands on his shoulders, bounce up on her toes, and kiss him. He kissed her back. When they broke apart, Orihime glanced at him nervously. When he got his power of speech back, he asked, "Would you like to go out to dinner?"
