Sorry for the late update! I can barely get inspired anymore. T.T Well, I saw a picture of Ichigo and Orihime and Orihime was wearing a nice long pretty dress and Ichigo was wearing a suit and a mask so I thought about giving Orihime a masquerade for her 16th birthday! Might be a sequel to this drabble. Enjoy! :)

Disclaimerr: I don't own Bleach.

"Oh, wow! You look amazing, Orihime!" Tatsuki complimented once her best friend had come out of the dressing room.

"Really? You don't think that I'm wearing too much make-up?" Orihime smoothed out her dress nervously, her heart beating hard and fast.

"Seriously? All you're wearing as make-up is lip gloss and a cream eye shadow. Orihime, calm down. Everything will be fine." Tatsuki tried to calm her down, but it didn't seem to help.

"Oh my gosh, what if I fall?" Orihime gasped and buried her face in her hands.

"Get it together, woman! You're going out in front of those people and have the time of your life! You got it?"

"Got it…" Orihime mumbled.

"I said, you GOT IT?"

"I got it!" Orihime yelled, already feeling loads better. "Wait what if no one comes?"

"Oh, forget it."

One Hour Later

"Oi, you actually came Ichigo?" Ichigo turned his head to see Renji and Rukia heading towards the table where he was sitting at.

"Yeah, of course I came. It's Orihime's birthday party and I would've gotten my ass kicked." He shuddered at the threat he recalled from Tatsuki. "Anyways, nice costume. What are you a magician?" Ichigo chuckled and suddenly got stomped on his foot, hard.

"No he is not, baka! I chose this outfit for him. And magicians don't wear masks, dumbass." Rukia looked up at her boyfriend, smiling.

"Well, I see who the man in the relationship is." Ichigo mocked.

"Why, you little-!" Renji began, but was cut off from Tatsuki on the microphone at the front of the stage. They all turned their heads as to pay attention.

"I would like to welcome you, the birthday girl, Orihime!" Yells were heard all around the room and out stepped Orihime in a long golden gown that synched in at her waist, accentuating her chest. The sleeves fell off from her porcelain skin and her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, curled at the ends with her hairpins shining from the spotlight.

"Oh, wow. I didn't expect all of you to actually come." She nervously laughed and continued talking. "Well, I hope you guys enjoy yourselves! Have fun and enjoy the party!"

"We'll cut the cake at 10, so make sure you stay 'til then." Tatsuki quickly added in and put back the microphone. Music boomed into the room and Ichigo saw at the corner of his eye, Orihime and Tatsuki walking towards them. They both now had their masks on, Orihime with a shining gold and Tatsuki with sparkling silver.

"Hey guys! Thanks for coming." Orihime half-yelled over the music once she reached them. Up close, Ichigo could see her slightly better and slightly blushed when his eyes accidently fell upon her chest. Quickly looking down, he cleared his throat and began to drum his fingers on the table.

"And especially you, Kurosaki-kun." Ichigo looked up, confused. Orihime was smiling to him and then looked away.

"For what?"

"For coming. I know you didn't want to come, so thank you for actually taking away your free time to come to my party."

"Well, you're my friend, Inoue. Of course I came."

"Hey, you're supposed to be wearing a mask, Ichigo!" Tatsuki hit him upside the head and Ichigo just let it slide and put on his black mask.

"Happy?"

The night continued on and Ichigo just stayed sitting at the table, eating lots of food. Suddenly, Orihime walked up to him, slightly sweaty and beaming. "Come dance, Kurosaki-kun! You're going to have to burn off the calories from all the food you ate somehow." She giggled and Ichigo slightly smiled. Sighing, he slowly got up and followed the birthday girl to the dance floor. She seemed to pull out Tatsuki from within the crowd and the both of them started dancing to the music.

Ichigo felt slightly awkward, knowing that deep within himself, he didn't know how to dance. He never had to since he never went to a party that had included dances. He never went to a party in fact. Period.

"Come on, Kurosaki-kun!" Orihime then began to sway his arms and tried to move his body with the music. She was laughing jubilantly and Ichigo couldn't help but to think there was this sort-of glow to her that eased him. Soon enough, he found himself dancing. But then, he heard chuckles around him and he flushed with embarrassment. Leaving the dance floor and Orihime as well, he went outside for some air and hopefully leaving behind his embarrassing moment.

Orihime watched Ichigo leave and she found herself following him. When she got outside as well, his back was to her and he was muttering something to himself

"Such a dumbass, actually dancing… I must've looked stupid…"

"I liked the way you danced, Ichigo." Orihime suddenly spoke out.

"Wha-? Oh, Inoue. Um, I didn't know you were there."

"Oh, if you want to be alone that's okay. I mean like, that must've been the reason on why you came out here. To be alone. And not with me. I shouldn't have followed you, I'm sorry. Okay, I'll shut up now. Bye." She was blushing profusely and Ichigo saw that and he instinctively reached out for her hand. Their fingers brushed against one another and Orihime pulled her hand away, not expecting the sudden gesture.

"Oh, I'm sorry Inoue. I don't know-,"

Suddenly she was kissing him and oddly enough, Ichigo didn't pull her away. Their lips moved together and too soon it ended.

"Oh damn! I'm sorry, Kurosaki-kun! I don't know what came over me! I-I'm going to g-go…" She stuttered and walked away. Ichigo just stood there in shock.

Review please! Oh, I started another story based upon the movie Anastasia so check it out. :) As for my other story... still working on it as well as my one-shot. I'm so terrible. T.T