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Kurosaki…Wasn't that his name?
"So Yuzu, How far do you live from here?" questioned Senna, hope and curiosity mixing and bubbling in the pot that was her brain.
"It isn't too far. About 10 minutes from the market, so I'd say we have another 7 minutes?" smiled Yuzu, hoping that the helpful girl would not leave her to carry the groceries by herself.
"Oh that isn't too bad. So," said Senna suddenly, "You said you have a brother? What's he like?" Yuzu's face began o heat and flush an adorable pink.
"He's…That is. He's sweet and strong, and very handsome," smiled the young girl almost shaking when she thought about how amazing she believed her brother to be. Senna's left eyebrow rose slightly sensing the affection that probably went past what was appropriate for siblings.
"You said he's handsome? What does he look like?" questioned Senna.
"What does he look like? Well he's tall and he has broad shoulders. A lot of the times he looks like he's frowning but that's his usual facial expression. Ok we seem to be on the right track. Just one more push.
"He sounds great," smiled Senna. She gave a nimble twirl as she walked excitement building. "What color hair does he have?"
"It's orange," giggled Yuzu finding the older girl's movements adorable. Jackpot! It has to be him!
"I'm not crazy," sighed Senna relieved.
"What was that?" questioned Yuzu.
"Oh, it's nothing. I was just thinking it would be nice to meet him," said the black-haired beauty a trace of sadness sinking into her speech. If he is real then why didn't he show up?
'I'm sure he'd like to meet you too miss…um miss? I'm sorry I didn't get your name," cried Yuzu stopping and bowing in shame. Senna waved it off quickly.
"It isn't a problem, just call me Senna, kay?" retorted the taller girl. Yuzu nodded happily and wiped her eyes.
"Alright Senna. Oh! Were here. That's my house up ahead." Pointed Ichigo's younger sister. Senna's eyes raised and took in the building's every feature. It wasn't overly luxurious, but for some reason it seemed appropriate and safe. Oh, there's a sign in front of the house…Eh?
"You live in a hospital?" shouted Senna loudly. Yuzu dropped a can once more before picking it up and nodding, Senna's sudden yell had thrown her off guard.
"It isn't a hospital as much as a clinic. Like if people get sick and need an emergency checkup?" fumbled the young girl taking the doorknob in her hand and stepping inside. "Ichigo! Are you home?" rang Yuzu's voice while motioning for Senna to come inside. Senna bowed, and after removing her shoes, followed Yuzu to the kitchen where she set down the groceries she was holding.
"Is that you Yuzu?" came Ichigo's voice from downstairs.
"Ya I just got back, this nice girl helped me bring back our groceries. Come say thank you?" yelled Yuzu embarrassed that she was having a conversation from downstairs. That voice…it has to be. Yuzu began putting the groceries in their proper place and set several spices aside so she could prepare dinner. Senna's eyes took in the homey kitchen before falling on an enormous stack of paper towels. Why do they have so many paper towels?
"You guy's Sure have a lot of paper towels," stated Senna kneeling down while counting the massive amount of rolls.
"Huh," began Yuzu noticing the large quantity of paper herself, "I guess we do…Um can you excuse me for a second? I'm gonna go see what's taking Ichigo so long." Senna nodded and took a seat at the wooden table. The anticipation was beginning to grip her chest and just the thought that the man she met yesterday was in the same building made her ankles feel week. Why is this such a big deal to me?
(Ichigo's thoughts will now be in parenthesis)
Yuzu quickly climbed the stairs and barreled around the corner before stopping in front of her brother's room.
"Ichigo?" said the small girl curiously placing here ear to the door.
'What is it?" questioned an irate Ichigo. Yuzu was slightly taken aback but pushed forward with questions.
"Um, Big brother this girl helped me pick up some groceries up on the way home and I was hoping you could thank her for helping me?" almost questioned Yuzu. Her ears twitched slightly as she caught the noises of shuffling cloth from the other side of the wooden door.
"Why can't you just thank her?" questioned the orange haired youth from within his room.
"Because, I'm just a kid. It's proper for an adult to thank a neighbor for their help," pouted Yuzu.
"Have Dad do it then." Moaned Ichigo awkwardly. In a puff of smoke Yuzu's face lit up red.
"They..They are staying overnight at umm. The hospital! Dr. Mikimura said that they were understaffed." Stuttered Yuzu. Damn it that's right that's why…Ichigo's eyes widened as sweat drizzled down his neck and onto his hardened, yet bare, chest. Inches below him lay Rukia, her hair disheveled and her clothes removed down to a small bra speckled with various colored bunnies.
"Ichigo, why did you," began the entranced girl before Ichigo shoved his palms over Rukia's face. Suddenly extremely confused, Rukia pried his large palms from her face before yelling.
"What the hell are you thinking moron? You totally just ruined he mood!" raged the girl, embarrassment swelling in Ichigo's face.
"What's going on in there Ichigo?" questioned Yuzu, slowly opening the door. Suddenly understanding the situation, Rukia rolled off of the side of the bed taking Ichigo's white sheets with her. "Rukia isn't here?" questioned the small girl. So close…
"No, She's um…In the bathroom. I was just putting on a clean shirt before I came downstairs," lied the sweaty shinigami. Noticing her brother's half naked state Yuzu quickly nodded and bolted downstairs before calling out, "Please hurry downstairs!"
A sigh of relief escaped Ichigo's lips before he leaned over the side of the bed taking in the glare of his infuriated girlfriend.
"Can I have my shirt midget?" he sighed. Lifting her fist as hard as she could, Rukia's fist collided with Ichigo's chin before she stood, covers draped around her shoulders, and walked towards the closet.
"It's on the floor." Frowned the beautiful tsundere before entering the small space and slamming the closet door shut. Ichigo frowned. I better go downstairs to find some sort of God, or I'm gonna be pissed…
"I'm sleeping alone tonight," frowned strawberry, picking up and pulling on a tight yellow shirt with the number 13 written on the front. He exited his room and tried to shuffle his hair into an acceptable state before stepping into the kitchen. His eyes partially closed, Ichigo gave a pitiful bow. 'Thank you for taking care of my sister," he began whilst standing, "if there is anything in the future I can…I can…" Ichigo's voice trailed off his eyes taking in; the shocked, short skirt wearing, gorgeous girl sitting cross legged at his dinner table. Fuck.
(Nobody's thoughts are in italics)
"Ah ha!" cried Senna standing and slamming her fist against the table. Yuzu jumped slightly before taking several steps back, a wooden spoon in her hand.
"Ah ha?" mumbled Ichigo terrified. Senna's pointer finger viciously slammed into Ichigo' chest until he was literally backed into a corner.
"You were supposed to meet me at my school about three hours ago!" yelled Senna. Trying to avoid a major scene Ichigo motioned for Yuzu to leave the room, of which she did, before he tried to defend himself.
"I was going to…that is I was planning to but," Ichigo stopped speaking, annoyed, and ran his fingers through his hair vigorously. "I was planning to but there are certain reasons why I couldn't."
"Reasons you couldn't? Then why did you agree to come back?" retorted the girl a small amount of hurt entering her speech. Her pointer finger lost its strength and fell till her palm was flat to the man's chest.
"I don't know, I wanted to…I just didn't know why I wanted to and my brain overruled the notion as stupid," said Ichigo. His face fell to her hand on his chest and once more sweat began to buildup on the back of his neck. Senna's eyes fell and blackberry hair seemed to droop in disappointment.
"It's not like you had anything to lose," she began removing her heated hand while looking up, "It wasn't even worth it to see if..." she trailed off. A lump appeared in Ichigo's throat; desperately he wanted to tell her it was worth it, that he wanted to see her, that he wanted to figure out this sudden chemistry they both felt but…
"It isn't that simple I do have something to lose…" Stated Ichigo Stoically. His eyes narrowed and his palms fell to the small girl's waist. Instantly her cheeks heated up even more than they had been. She looked down embarrassed at the sight of his large hands on her brown uniform but shaking it off she leaned forward up onto the tips of her toes and placed her delicate palms around the base of her neck. Embarrassed, she took hold of his orange hair, curling it around her digits. Ichigo leaned forward so he could feel Senna's warm breath against his soft lips and as he placed his to hers ever so slightly his eyes widened, and his palms fell to his sides. Likewise, Senna's eyes swelled up yet she held her physical contact for a moment more. Finally she fell from her tip toe position and released the orange hair. The two took several steps back from one another but never broke eye contact.
"Hey Ichigo!" called Rukia, the sound of delicate footsteps becoming louder by each paralyzing second, "If you go out and get me a chocolate pudding I'll forgive you for earlier." As the short girlfriend entered the room her eyes fell right to Ichigo and then left to Senna. Faces red and breath labored, Ichigo nodded and tried to choke out words. He failed.
"Who's she?" questioned Rukia curiously.
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