Another challenge, as it says in the notes.
I think ... I do not know, it was weird, I have a strange impression of this fic, but I liked how it came out, I gsutó enough, although it took me quite ....
_____________________________________________ Title:
Flores Author: sony!
Number of Words: 744
Warnings: Possible OOC .
Notes: while ago did not write one of these ... A challenge for StopRain forum, part of ichirukifan4eva . In fact, it was more difficult than expected, however, I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Bleach no mine . I belongneed to Kubo-sensei. _____________________________________________
Surely, if her younger sister had not insisted, Ichigo and would be in that place now, with that company, let alone with this strange mission. Had exchanged a few words with his passenger, all concerning the same subject: their reason for being in a flower shop, watching them all and trying to determine which were better.
-Captain Toshiro ...
- interrupted the white-haired boy.
-Toshiro ... You think ...
"Shut up, Kurosaki.
And there was silence between the two shinigami, who did not stop to look at the variety of flowers that stretched across thetent had all the sizes, shapes and colors, Ichigo heard some women say strange names, admire the flowers, talk about them, and what was worse: That meant each. Do the flowers have meaning? For Ichigo and Captain of the Tenth Division, were all equal, they stem, root, petals were all flowers, all meant the same thing. So they thought.
- What we do, Toshiro?
- What do you mean, Kurosaki? You who came to buy flowers, not me.
"Not a bad idea. I mean, Hinamori-san ...
- How many times do I have to say shut up?
- would only say that Hinamori-san would like. You know how she is, Toshiro. No response
a. Perhaps because Hitsugaya considered the option. Yes, it was hard to admit it, but now considered very seriously, never knew I could ensue.
A girl came from behind, a smile on his lips and a friendly look:
- I can help you? - He told them, both turned, startled and nervous, they looked and looked at her; babble something that made her laugh. He behaved like a child, yet he seemed friendly and willing to take time to help.
"I am Kaori - was presented the girl seems to have never been to a place like this, right? -. Expected, both nodded "Okay, I'll help a little.
"No," said Ichigo. Kaori looked up, somewhat surprisedround-I mean, not that do not accept your help, i do not want a speech about flowers. Make it simple. "We want
- Hitsugaya corrected. "We want
- Ichigo repeated.
"Okay - Kaori said, moving toward a rack, followed by two men who had just decided to trust the good sense of the seller" Well, here we are: Orchids or Roses? Ichigo
noted the two flowers, with curiosity Rukia sure would not want something as common as the roses, but did not remember having ever seen a bouquet of orchids, on second thought, if I had seen him in a marriage; and for now, he did not want to marry Rukia. For now.
"I leave in your hands, Kurosaki - whispered the smallCaptain. Ichigo wanted to protest, but he preferred silence.
- Well? - Asked the saleswoman "What you buy for your girlfriend?
- What would it you? - Ichigo asked, in turn, after a moment of doubt.
- While roses are very popular, are my favorites. So choose these. Are going to take? -. Ichigo nodded, did not need more, just that.
Minutes later, the orange-haired boy out of the flower together with the white hair, both with a bouquet of red roses in their hands. It felt weird. Extremely rare, many people were throwing curious glances, others murmured things. Some girls giggled, while commenting on it as romantic as it looked.
As part of the way, they parted Hitsugaya ensuring that they are turned over to Hinamori. Ichigo slowly came to his house making sure that Isshin was not there, he soon realized that the house was empty. He climbed the stairs toward his room, opened the door, surprised that Rukia was not making a scandal. When his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw the little girl sitting on the edge of the bed. It looked almost unreal, seeing it as the saw now, Ichigo was proud to have such a woman beside him, a woman who was able to stand, supporting him in whatever he needed, who knew even the smallest detail that he understood. He was especially happy to know that she was the personalna he loved, and he was the person she loved. It meant no more, not even the welcome they gave him when his dark eyes rested on him
- Ichigo, idiot. Take too long.
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