The pink haired girl paced anxiously outside the closed door, thinking over exactly what she would say. It was not the way of the Eleventh Division to ask for help, but then again, it was not the way of the Eleventh to fall in love, either. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them and knocked firmly on the door.
"Lieutenant Kusajishi, what can I do for you?" Nanao adjusted her glasses and straightened her hair as she opened the door.
"I... I need some advice." Yachiru fidgeted. "I am going to be spending the evening with someone and I don't know how to make him see me as more than a friend. Kenny is... busy. Baldy doesn't know anything, and Feathers really didn't give me the sort of advice I needed."
"Come in. We can talk about it." Nanao stood to the side and let the young woman step into her room. Yachiru took a seat at the small desk and waited. "So, what makes you think he doesn't already see you as more than a friend?"
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