Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.
Theme: Childhood
"Orihime put that away!"
"Oh, but your overreacting. You look so adorable in this picture. It's the type that can make people pedophiles."
"Where did you learn that kind of language young lady?"
"From you," she said without hesitating.
"I've never said anything like-"
"Hey Tatsuki about that thing tonight…" Tatsuki flinched at the sound of her boyfriend's voice. Don't come any closer, not a step closer… He stopped and looked at the picture on the desk.
"Is that, Tatsuki?"
"Yup, the one and only, that's her," Orihime announced loudly. Oh crap…
"So cute…"
"I know right?" Orihime agreed.
"What?"
"Nothing, um when was that?"
"My third birthday…" He nodded.
"I see… Well, I'll see you later, see you later." He turned and walked away from her.
"He said, that you were-."
"Shut up Orhime."