title. a child's play
Ichigo groaned, almost heartbroken as he looked down at Inoue Orihime. Small, cute and, yes, flat-chested.
"innocence, come baaaaaack to me!"
note. k+. … you don't believe me? sobs. this is an attempt to salvage my innocence. COME BACK, INNOCENT MIND! COME BACK. i should be working on my giftee's FF gift (since writing is what I can only do XD) BUT I TOTALLY FAIL. CRAP. *runs off to brainstorm again*
applied, a-huh. no no no not mine ever.
weirdness. cos it's me. sorry!







"Hai, Yoruichi-san?"


"Now, hush, Tessai-san."


"You're such a loser."

"Respect your elderly, boy."



"Ururu-chan, please try to pacify Tessai-san."








"…Heh. Heh."


"It's an—"






"…Ichigo's going to be so pissed."

"…I know."





"And that's what happened."

Sado was staring unblinkingly at the tiny thing sitting at Urahara's feet. Uryuu was speechless, gawking, his eyeglasses askew. And Ichigo was wide-eyed and a little pale at first, and then, a vein throbbed in his forehead.

"You." The muscles in Ichigo's jaw were pulsing as he hissed, teeth barred. Urahara nervously chuckled.

Uryuu counted one to three.

Amber eyes burning and multiple veins throbbing in his temples, Ichigo yelled, "Damn it! What have you done to Inoue, geta-boshi!"

"Kurosaki!" Uryuu snapped, glancing at him furtively. Even Sado looked at him sharply. Ichigo blinked and looked down at Urahara's feet, flustered and flushed. Sheepishly, he rubbed the back of his neck, averting his gaze.

"It was an accident, Kurosaki-san."

Ichigo's eyes hardened as he glared at odd shopkeeper, who fidgeted – yes, he did – under the murderous, unbelieving stare. "A-A-A-Accident?" he repeated incredulously, stuttering. "You… You… You…" Uryuu and Sado waited for Ichigo to continue who was pointing a trembling index finger at Kisuke.

"You shrank Inoue!"

Uryuu and Sado blinked, looked at each other and together with the other three males, Ichigo, Urahara, Tessai-san – who was sobbing in his fists – they all looked down simultaneously at the tiny, bright, smiling thing at Kisuke's feet.

There was a beaming toothy grin and for some unknown reason, Ichigo felt himself flush healthily like an overgrown strawberry.

"I think…" Uryuu began as the little thing with huge gray eyes and bright hair gave another dazzling grin, and Ichigo became increasingly red. "…Kurosaki is right."


A tint of pale red dusted Sado's cheeks.

Uryuu sighed, a massive headache coming on.

"Inoue-san did shrink."

As if on cue, there was a squeal of "Daaa!" and two tiny hands flailed. And again, as one entity, the males looked down at the tiny, three year old auburn-haired child with very large gray eyes and toothy grin.


Ichigo groaned, almost heartbroken as he looked down at Inoue Orihime. Small, cute and, yes, flat-chested.

i know. i am weird, and i fail. i fail. XDD should i continue?