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“Wow, there really are a lot of people here now aren't there?” Clasping her hands tightly in front of her face, Orihime smiled wide. “I'm so glad everyone is having fun. Oh, but I should stop talking and let someone else play.” She tapped her chin with her pointer finger as she looked around the room, finally stopping at you. “You can play next.”
“Oh, okay.” Slightly nervous about playing, you walked up to the duffel bag and grabbed a cross pendant from the top of the pile. “Um, Uryu, I think this is your item, isn't it?”
“Why yes, that is mine.” Light reflected from Uryu's glasses as he pushed them back in place and stood to his feet. “I'm surprised you were able to recognize something so small as mine. It's impressive.” Walking straight passed you, he opened the closet door and signaled you inside with a small sweeping motion. “After you.”
“Thank you.” A slight pink tint rested on your cheeks as you rushed into the closet. Once inside, with the door shut Uryu offered you his hand and helped you onto the floor. “Thank you, again.”
“Don't mention it.” His voice was so serious and monotone, you couldn't tell if he was using the phrase loosely, or if he really didn't want you to mention it. “If you don't mind, I will need my item back. It's rather important to me.”
“Of course, I'm sorry. I totally forgot about that.” Still unable to sense his mood, you quickly pulled the item from your pocket and held it out for him. “Here.” You tried to appear happy, despite the scowl that covered Uryu's face.
He silently took the item from you and placed it around his wrist, inspecting it for any damage as he did so. Uryu had remained silent for so long, the sound of his voice caused you to jump. “How long did Orihime say we had to be in here? There are better things I could be doing than sitting in a silent, motionless closet all evening long.”
The question annoyed you a little, but you tried not to let that show. “Only seven minutes.” You paused, debating your next sentence. “If you don't mind me saying so, the closet probably wouldn't be so quiet if we talked, or did something other than stare at the wall.”
“I agree.” His short to the point answer only annoyed you further. There he was complaining about being bored, yet he was unwilling to do anything about it. “You're doing a poor job of hiding your emotions. Since you're confused by my actions, allow me to explain.” Uryu pushed his glasses up again and spoke slowly. “This is a closet. A closet is no place to attempt any sort of romantic action. I will not stoop so low as to kiss a girl simply because I can, or because it is expected.”
Though you would rather he didn't have such chivalrous convictions, you had to respect him for it. “I see. That's understandable then.”
Uryu stood to his feet and offered you his hand. “However, if you would like to meet me somewhere, possibly after school, I might have a different mindset.” Orihime opened the door, but walked back to the center of the room once she saw that you and Uryu were already ready to leave. “I know a place not too far from our school that has delicious miso.”
You couldn't see the harm in meeting him again, especially since this game had been much more uneventful than you would have liked. “Sure, that might be nice actually.”
“Then I'll meet you in the school courtyard tomorrow and take you there.” After kissing the top of your hand, Uryu turned to leave.
“That guy got a date out of this?” Ichigo slammed his fist into the open palm of his other hand. “Man he's got to compete no matter what he's doing.”
Uryu turned back around just enough to smirk at Ichigo. “I wasn't competing.”
“Oh, okay.” Slightly nervous about playing, you walked up to the duffel bag and grabbed a cross pendant from the top of the pile. “Um, Uryu, I think this is your item, isn't it?”
“Why yes, that is mine.” Light reflected from Uryu's glasses as he pushed them back in place and stood to his feet. “I'm surprised you were able to recognize something so small as mine. It's impressive.” Walking straight passed you, he opened the closet door and signaled you inside with a small sweeping motion. “After you.”
“Thank you.” A slight pink tint rested on your cheeks as you rushed into the closet. Once inside, with the door shut Uryu offered you his hand and helped you onto the floor. “Thank you, again.”
“Don't mention it.” His voice was so serious and monotone, you couldn't tell if he was using the phrase loosely, or if he really didn't want you to mention it. “If you don't mind, I will need my item back. It's rather important to me.”
“Of course, I'm sorry. I totally forgot about that.” Still unable to sense his mood, you quickly pulled the item from your pocket and held it out for him. “Here.” You tried to appear happy, despite the scowl that covered Uryu's face.
He silently took the item from you and placed it around his wrist, inspecting it for any damage as he did so. Uryu had remained silent for so long, the sound of his voice caused you to jump. “How long did Orihime say we had to be in here? There are better things I could be doing than sitting in a silent, motionless closet all evening long.”
The question annoyed you a little, but you tried not to let that show. “Only seven minutes.” You paused, debating your next sentence. “If you don't mind me saying so, the closet probably wouldn't be so quiet if we talked, or did something other than stare at the wall.”
“I agree.” His short to the point answer only annoyed you further. There he was complaining about being bored, yet he was unwilling to do anything about it. “You're doing a poor job of hiding your emotions. Since you're confused by my actions, allow me to explain.” Uryu pushed his glasses up again and spoke slowly. “This is a closet. A closet is no place to attempt any sort of romantic action. I will not stoop so low as to kiss a girl simply because I can, or because it is expected.”
Though you would rather he didn't have such chivalrous convictions, you had to respect him for it. “I see. That's understandable then.”
Uryu stood to his feet and offered you his hand. “However, if you would like to meet me somewhere, possibly after school, I might have a different mindset.” Orihime opened the door, but walked back to the center of the room once she saw that you and Uryu were already ready to leave. “I know a place not too far from our school that has delicious miso.”
You couldn't see the harm in meeting him again, especially since this game had been much more uneventful than you would have liked. “Sure, that might be nice actually.”
“Then I'll meet you in the school courtyard tomorrow and take you there.” After kissing the top of your hand, Uryu turned to leave.
“That guy got a date out of this?” Ichigo slammed his fist into the open palm of his other hand. “Man he's got to compete no matter what he's doing.”
Uryu turned back around just enough to smirk at Ichigo. “I wasn't competing.”
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Go Uryu. Damn you want to talk about smooth...