grassangel | [IshiHime contest] [Bleach] seven days

Title: seven days

Series: Bleach
Character/Pairing: Ishida Uryuu/Inoue Orihime, cameos by Ichigo and Tatsuki
Rating: G
Genre: General, Light, Fluff
Wordcount: 754
Author's Notes: Written for

_debbiechan_'s IshiHime fic contest. It may be a indicator of my state of mind that I can only write fics that are divided up into portions, as I'm rather fragmented due to intense editing of journalistic articles.

On the first day, he had casually handed her a drink as they walked back to where the rest of the group were waiting on the beach. She had looked at him curiously, noting that he had a bottle of melon soda, before she glanced down at her own mango flavoured one.
"Here," he said, reaching for her drink and carefully pouring in a small amount of melon soda. Orihime had smiled at him, because he had remembered her favourite drink.

On the second day Ishida had paid for her snack, emptying his pockets for change as they stood in front of the vending machine selling bean paste sweets and teriakyi noodles. He eventually found enough coins to feed into the machine but ended up selecting pork floss instead of noodles.
"They still taste good, " Orihime joked as she wrapped a piece of pork floss around a sweet. Ishida just shook his head, saying maybe next time the machine would have clearer instructions on which buttons to push.

On the third day he had given her a hair clip decorated with a sunflower, saying that it would suit her better than the drawer it had been sitting in. Orihime had teased him about how the Shun Shun Rikka would get jealous.
"Don't worry, I'm fairly sure it doesn't contain any special powers," Ishida smiled and Orihime thought he looked good with a smile on his face.

On the fourth day they bumped into each other while out in town, Orihime accompanied by Tatsuki and Ishida carrying a bag of cloth for his next project. Tatsuki had waved him over to chat before they continued walking along, Ishida rather uncomfortable escorting the two girls, until Orihime had spotted a purikura machine and dragged the two towards it.
"Come on! It'll be fun!" Orihime had exclaimed, trying to persuade the two to join her. Tatsuki had declined, refusing to do ridiculous poses, leaving Ishida to be dragged into the booth and be the subject of a strip of ten obnoxiously bright photographs, five of them being deposited into his care afterwards.

On the fifth day Orihime had come sniffling and dripping from a sudden shower of rain to his door. Dissolving into tears, she had grapsed at him, clinging as she told him what had happened.
"Kurosaki-kun–" sob, "I met him today–" another sob, "and asked him what he was doing," she hiccupped, "and he said–" she sobbed again, fresh tears wetting his shirt, "that- that he was going to see Rukia-san and–" she paused, swallowing heavily, "t-take her to- to- to see a..." Orihime then burst completely into tears, clutching frantically at him. Ishida learnt later that she had said she would have liked to have gone with Kurosaki and that he had replied that he couldn't, because seeing a movie like that was something you would do on a date and she was only his friend.
(Ishida made a note of what movie it was and swore to take Orihime to it one day.)

On the sixth day Ishida bought a small cake from the bakery and brought it to her house. She had exclaimed over how pretty it had looked with its white icing and pink flowers made out of sugar, completely forgetting her misery from the previous day.
"You don't have to eat it," he had said gently as Orihime debated on whether or not to spoil its beauty by cutting it into portions. They ended up eating it with their fingers, sitting in the afternoon sunlight, the sugar flowers taken off and set aside.

On the seventh day, while walking through the park, he had pulled her by the arm behind a tree and given her a kiss. When she didn't say anything, he wondered if he had done something wrong.
"No, nothing's wrong at all." Orihime smiled at him, before she kissed him back. They stayed behind that tree for the rest of the day, sitting on the ground in its shade, talking and laughing, smiling and kissing.

On the seven hundred and twenty fourth day, a package containing a white kimono arrived at Orihime's doorstep. It was decorated with falling hibiscus flowers in peach and cream, fitting her perfectly.
"Yes," was all she said when she later met him at the restaurant for their dinner date.

And on the seven hundred and twenty fifth day, Ishida slipped a silver ring over Inoue's finger as they dressed for the first day of the rest of their lives.