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A/N: Enjoy the story…I am thinking of making it a filler chapter but we'll see how it turns out.

Today is Sunday and Orihime asked me to go with her to the mall to buy her some clothes. I asked her why me and not one of her girlfriends but she said with a huge cheesy smile, "It's the sacred ritual for straight girl/gay guy friendships to start with a day in the mall." I, of course, didn't know how to answer but I didn't want to disappoint her. Besides, with her bizarre taste, she will sure as hell need to spend the whole day in the mall with someone to pick out wearable clothes for her.

That'd be why right now I, Kurosaki Ichigo, am being dragged into an underwear store. She dragged me in saying, "you're gay so you don't mind right." Which wasn't really a question. Even though I AM gay, it doesn't mean that I HAVE to go into an underwear store without feeling nervous, because, really, am still a guy. My nervousness wasn't really because of the panties and bras, but the weird looks on the women's faces. And to top it all off, Orihime was picking the MOST exotic and dangerous looking bras and wearing them to ask for my opinion.

Although I was really humiliated as I picked ones that looked good on her but were considerably safer, I felt like she and I bonded during what felt like four hours but turned out to be thirty minutes. After we finally finished, we went to buy her some actual clothes.

The first thing she showed me had needles and broken glass sticking out of it. She smiled innocently and asked, "Do you think this looks good on me Ichigo-kun?" I looked at her as if she grew a second head and told her to pick another dress right away and stay away from the dangerous ones. We continued like that for a few hours then I said, "YOUR CRUEL CRIMES AGAINST FASHION END NOW!" Well, that's what I wanted to say but I didn't wanna hurt her feelings so I said, "Uhh, Orihime-chan, I think maybe you should wait here in the changing room and I'll get you some things to try on, okay."

We finished picking out clothes for my sweet idiot of a friend, then we went to the food court and I made sure to order for her and allow her no time to talk. After we got our food, we picked a table in the corner and sat down. We started eating in a companionable silence, but after a bit, Orihime asked me, "ne, Ichi-kun, what do you plan to do about Hitsugaya-kun? Aren't you going to at least talk to him?"

"Ichi-kun?" I asked.

"I thought since we are becoming better friends we can be even less formal with the names, call me hime." She said with her cheesy smile.

"Ok, I guess, hime."

"You didn't answer me…"

"Well I don't really know what I can do about Toushiro-kun he seems to hate me." I said with a sad smile.

"Oh, it's Toushiro-kun now, since when?" she said in an attempt to cheer me up.

"Since you found out am gay, of course." I said with a smile.

"So, do you know why he hates you?"

"Actually, no, I don't and that's what's bothering me the most…"

"I don't really know what to say Ichi-kun except for good luck," she smiled then paused thoughtfully, "Well, I could ask Rangiku-chan, she might know something or ask Hitsugaya on your behalf…."

'I did it! I didn't even have to ask her to do it *sigh in relief*' I thought as I said, "Yeah, I guess that could work."

A/N: I know the chapters are very short, and I apologize, but I wanna keep them coming. It's easier for me like this and it makes me write more, I guess. R&R!