Friendship/Romance Rated: Fiction T By: nyota Slightly To The Right If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky. AU
Inoue Orihime wasn't a person that could exactly blend in.
Her bright hair prevented that, and her ivory skin never fit in. She could usually never take a break in clothes, since they clung to her figure like a glove, causing unwanted attention to drift towards her, whether good au bad. She'd never been the one to wish for attention, nor the one to want to squeal and buy pink things.
wewe and Me What better can it be. wewe are the sun that shines bright throughout my day. Yes it's you. The boy with the machungwa, chungwa hair and the beautiful smile. Even when we tried to save the world I promise to be there for wewe always. Yes it's you. A boy who became a man and still he is trying to protect the world. I upendo the way wewe care for me. I upendo the way wewe make me feel safe. I upendo the way wewe protect me.
"By the powers vested in me, it is my privilege to present the brand new Mr. and Mrs. Ichigo Kurosaki to wewe all. And now I will allow the impatient groom to kiss the bride."
Seemingly thunderous applause and amused laughter filled the church as groom willingly did as he was told. However, not before he threw a mock dirty glance at the pastor who had just aliyopewa him permission to give alisema kiss to his wife of three seconds.
With all the cheering going on around them, though, the bride and groom had no trouble getting Lost in their own joyous, whirling thoughts about...
Orihime inoue came back from her bathroom break and flop down on the kitanda kwa kurosaki fun. Ichigo: so .. Orihime: so what Ichgo: the story. orihime: oh yea. So I left off with tataski chasing you.
Orihime told the story in flashbacks mode to the awali story that was said. While I. The hallway her and Chad. Approach her. Chad :hey Orihime: hujambo Chad: ichgo, do wewe like him. Orihime: oh what about him
orihime: Ichigo do wewe remember the first time we met. ichigo: Yea, why. orihime : ( rolling her eyes) oh nothing. ichigo:(nudging her) tell me. orihime : i just wanted to no that wewe didn't forget it. ichiigo: oh. well can wewe tell me the story anyway. orihime:( sighs) okay. ichigo: yeah. orihime : well it was last mwaka , in the ninth grade......
orihime told the story how they met in the flashback mode. In the ninth grade.
Él se dio la vuelta y le sonrió. No era una sonrisa amplia, sin embargo tenía cierta alegría en ella. —Las reinas siempre deben sonreír, no importa cuan destrozado estén las esperanzas, no importa cuan perdida este la situación, la sonrisa de una reina siempre le llevará confianza a su pueblo y a sus soldados, quienes sentirán más valor para defender su tierra o morir en el intento. Las reinas no lloran, Orihime,
"What are wewe doing!? Don't you know that the dishes should've been washed AGES ago?" Orihime looked up fearfully at her stepsister, her body shaking. Aoiko, her atrocious stepsister, slapped her sharply across her cheek, knocking Orihime into the table. The force shook the table, sending the vase tumbling to the floor, breaking the beautiful container into dangerous shards. "Clean this mess up! au you'll have double the
"Oh Orihime I can't believe you're finally getting married!" "I know Tatsuki. I can't believe it either." "Oh sounds like it's just about time to go." "Ok." "Hey Carrot-Top hurry up! It's time to go!" "Ok. Ok. wewe guys ready?" "Yeah." (A/N: Uryu, Renji, Mizuiro, and Keigo are the groomsmen, Chad is the Best Man, and Jinta is the Ring Bearer.) "Miss Tatsuki you're up. Then Miss Rangiku and Miss Rukia wewe two go
Chapter 4. Pretending to be someone else wasn't easy. I knew it after all of this time I'd pretended to be someone else—someone who was not me.
I knew that kwa doing thing like this, it would be just like fooling my own self. I always knew that even kwa pretending like this, it would never change me. Deep inside, I would be always the same Ichigo. I would always be the scary punk who was good for nothing but fighting. No matter how hard I'd tried, I could never run away from who I really am.