Bleach Seven Minutes in Heaven Toshiro

       “You can play next, only if you want to that is. I'm not trying to force you or anything.” Orihime's speech sped up and she became nervous. "It's okay if you don't want to play. I understand, really.”

“I never said I didn't want to play.” You stood from your seat and walked up to Orihime, smiling happily. “I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to play.”

“Oh, I guess that's true.” She placed a finger thoughtfully on her chin. “This is no time to space out.” With quick, jerky movements, Orihime grabbed the small duffel bag filled to the top with items. “Here you go, I'm sorry to keep you waiting.” Taking a quick survey of the items inside, you lifted up a clear plastic bag filled with candy. “I think that belongs to Toshiro, I think.”

An annoyed curse came from Toshiro's direction. He stood up and walked past you, going directly to the closet without a word. “He seems happy about this.” You snorted and followed him.

“I don't think he really is. Actually, he seems a little angry.” You decided  it was probably better not to try to explain your joke to Orihime. “Well, here we are.” She stood outside the small closet and let you inside. “I'll be back in seven minutes. Try to have fun.” With a bright smile she closed the door, causing everything to go black.

You managed to sit down without any mishaps. Still, you had no idea where Toshiro was, and that made you uncomfortable. “T-Toshiro, you're in here right?”

“Of course I am.” His words were sharp and filled with annoyance. “Is your night vision really that bad? Pathetic. If I had known that, I could have avoided even playing such a childish game.” As he spoke, his words became angrier.

The idea of being in such close quarters with someone so upset wasn't the most appealing thing in the world. “We could just stop playing then. I'm sure Orihime wouldn't mind.”

“You want to give up, on such a simple task?” The annoyance was gone from his voice, replaced with a calmness. “Why would we do that?”

“Because, we're failing it anyway.” You were probably being a bit more bold with him than what was wise. “Sitting here in the darkness, complaining about the game isn't exactly the objective. Therefore, we might as well leave.”  

A moment of silence past before Toshiro spoke again. “I guess your right.” He cursed again. Obviously unhappy with the idea of failing something simple like a game, Toshiro moved a few inches closer to you. Just close enough for him to drape his arm over your shoulders. “There, now I've participated in this game. Your turn.”

“I guess you're right. But when you get mad, just remember you told me to do it.” With a wide smile on your face, you wrapped both your arms tightly around him and pressed your lips against his cheek. You felt his skin grow hot.

You were still embracing Toshiro when Orihime opened the door. “Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. I should have knocked first.” She closed her eyes tight, shaking her head with embarrassment and regret. “You two take as much time as you need. I'll wait.”

“No.” Before the door was closed, Toshiro stood to his feet. “I've played your childish game long enough.” He looked down at you, still holding tightly to his waist. “Let go of me.” Not waiting on you, he began walking off in the direction of the door. You eventually lost your grip, falling to the floor.

Orihime started fretting. “M-maybe next time I should make sure both people actually want to play. He was so angry his face was red.”  

Rangiku chuckled, placing a hand on Orihime's shoulder. “No worries, that wasn't anger on his face.”