Not Going To Lie, I Just Wrote This Forgive Any Typos.

Not going to lie, I just wrote this 😅 Forgive any typos.

Swaying Hearts

It had been a few days since Ichigo had discovered the truth about Ryou’s past. Of course he had tried to blow it off like it was nothing, but Ichigo still found it hard to look at him or say anything to him, until now. She needed to say something, and she wasn’t going to let her embarrassment get in the way this time.

It was evening and the sun was beginning to set; there was a bench not far outside the cafe where Ryou sat watching the sun fall below the tree line. Ichigo took a deep breath before approaching; she couldn’t let herself turn into a cat again from getting overly emotional. She paused behind the bench.

“Shir - “ Ichigo hesitated, “Ryou.” Ryou turned his head to glance over his shoulder.

“You’re using my first name now?” His tone was serious, but he was smiling.

“Uh,” Ichigo faltered for a moment. “Is that ok?” She asked unsure as she moved to the other side of the bench to sit. Ryou shook his head, still smiling.

“It’s always been ok for you to call me that.” Ichigo couldn’t help but smile back. They were quiet for a moment, Ichigo momentarily forgetting what it was she was planning to say, lost in Ryou’s gaze until he turned it back toward the setting sun. Ichigo turned her own eyes to the tree line and cleared her throat.

“I wanted to apologize to you, Ryou.” Ryou smiled again.

“Didn’t I tell you not to feel sorry for me?”

“You did,” Ichigo nodded. “But I feel bad that I didn’t ask you about it sooner…” Ryou raised an eyebrow, turning away from the scenery.

“Ask about it?”

“I mean, we’ve been friends for a while now, and I’ve always wondered why you live alone, and where your parents were, but,” Ichigo bit her lower lip. “I guess I was too afraid to know the answer, and now that I know, I feel bad for not knowing sooner because I feel like I could have understood you so much better if I had known sooner…” Ichigo sheepishly turned her head; Ryou was looking at her seriously.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.” He finally said. “I didn’t want you to pity me.” Ryou’s blue eyes were intense, but sad. Ichigo could hear her own heart pounding in her ears, she tried to steady her breathing, but the more she stared at Ryou’s eyes, the harder her heart pounded. Ryou frowned, averting his gaze again. Ichigo took the opportunity to calm the rhythm of her heart.

“I don’t pity you,” Ichigo shook her head. “I just feel like a bad friend for not trying to get to know you better.” The corner of Ryou’s mouth twitched.

“Friend?” He turned his head slightly so Ichigo could see his slanted smile. “Is that what we are?” Ichigo’s heart skipped a beat. She was suddenly aware of Ryou’s proximity; had she always been sitting that close to him? Their legs were just an inch away from each other, both had a hand resting on top; Ichigo could just extend her pinky, and it would touch the back of Ryou’s hand. She tried to swallow back her elation, but it was getting stuck in her throat, and her heart continued to pound. Ryou shifted his body, closing the gap between their legs so they were now pressed against each other, and (as if he had read her mind) he extended his pinky to brush the back of Ichigo’s hand; without thinking, she moved her hand closer, and soon their fingers were entwined. Ryou leaned in closer, his face so close Ichigo could feel his breath on hers; it seemed just as unsteady as her own. “What would you do if I kissed you?” Ryou asked surprisingly smoothly in spite of his erratic breathing and thumping heart (was it her own heartbeat she was hearing, or was she hearing Ryou’s too?). Ichigo tried to answer calmly.

“Probably turn into a cat.” Ryou laughed out loud (causing Ichigo to jump), and then rested his forehead against Ichigo’s shoulder, his chuckle warming the skin on her arm. Ichigo felt a strange tingling sensation in her body. She attempted to take deep breaths, staring at the dying light, praying she wouldn’t lose control of her form. Ryou sighed, moving his face up so the tip of his nose trailed along the side of Ichigo’s neck, up to her ear, where he stopped to press his lips to her cheek. Ichigo involuntarily squeezed Ryou’s hand, trying to keep herself in human form.

“0 for three, I guess…” Ryou sighed. Ichigo could feel the heat from her own blush, fogging her brain.

“Huh?” Was all she could respond. Ryou shook his head.

“Nothing, I’m just not as bold as I think I am.” Ichigo still couldn’t make sense of what he was saying, and not seeing his facial expression wasn’t helping, but if she turned her head at all, she’d really lose control. Ichigo felt something brush her ear, except it didn’t feel like it was in the right spot. Ryou chuckled again. “Your ears…” Ichigo jolted with realization, and shot her hands up to cover her fuzzy cat ears; Ryou’s hands caught hers before they could reach the top of her head. He pulled them down slowly, holding them close to his chest; Ichigo could really feel Ryou’s hammering heart now. He smiled softly at her. “You don’t have to hide them around me,” he winked, causing Ichigo’s stomach to do a backflip. “I kind of like them.”

The sunlight faded to a glow behind the trees. Ryou leaned in closer, and Ichigo’s body moved on its own, closing the space between them, until their lips finally met.

I realized that I have a fanfic that fits with yesterday’s prompt, so here it is: Teasing (a day late). (Again, it’s old, forgive the cringey writing, and any names that may have been left in English)

Study Buddies

Finally! Ichigo exhaled in relief as the last psycho cicada was put down. Ichigo was about to celebrate with the others, but then she remembered the mountain of homework (due tomorrow) waiting for her at home. Sigh… It was well past midnight; there was no way she was going to finish all of it before the morning. Ichigo slowly trudged her way up the restaurant’s walk; what was the point in rushing?

Ichigo walked through the front door and was surprised to find Ryou sitting at one of the dining tables with a mound of books stacked in front of him. He didn’t look up when Ichigo first entered, but continued to write in a notebook which looked like it contained half a dozen math problems, only stopping when Ichigo had crept closer to look over his shoulder, Ryou looked up.

“What are you doing?” Ichigo asked him, wondering why on earth he would want to do math this late at night. Ryou stared at her as if the answer was very obvious.

“Your homework,” he replied. Remembering Ryou’s earlier comment, Ichigo felt the insane urge to rip the pencil and notebook from Ryou’s hands before he could do more than Ichigo could afford.

“Shirogane, I don’t have two bucks for every question you do!” Ryou rolled his eyes.

“I’m not going to charge you, Ichigo.”

“You’re not?” She asked suspiciously.

“No,” he said simply. Ichigo stared at him, uncertain of what was really happening.

“What’s the catch?” She finally asked.

“No catch,” he answered innocently. “Now do you want help or not?”

“Okay…” Ichigo said slowly; still suspicious. Ryou motioned for her to sit in the chair next to him.

“Your essay on Moby Dick is done,” Ryou handed Ichigo a thick paper. “Although, you might want to read through it, in case your teacher has questions.” Ichigo stared at the pages in bewilderment.

“How did you read that entire book and still have time to write six pages on it?”

“I’ve read it before,” he answered absently, thumbing through the papers in front of him. “Your Biology homework is done, but again, you’re going to want to read through it,” he handed her another hefty stack of papers. “Something tells me you’re going to have a test on those tomorrow.” Ichigo gaped hopelessly at the diagrams and nonsense before her. “I’m about halfway through your math homework,” Ryou tapped the notebook he had been scribbling on before. “It shouldn’t take me much longer to finish; it’s pretty simple stuff.” Ichigo eyeballed the scribbles on the notebook, trying to make sense of the equations and wondering how they could possibly be described as “simple stuff.”

“So… what should I do?” Ichigo asked, hoping Ryou wouldn’t push the math book over. Ryou picked up a large book, which had been laying aside from the others.

“You should read chapters four and five in your history book; there’s no writing assignment with it, but your homework sheet did say there would be a test over it.” Ichigo sighed, wondering how she could read so many pages in so little time. Ichigo thumbed through the pages, deciding to skip the introduction and go straight to the chapter. She was a few pages in when something dawned on her.

“How did you get all my homework?” she asked Ryou. Ryou finished his math problem and set the pencil on top of the notebook.

“I went to your house and got it.” Ichigo set the history book down.

“I think I’m missing some details. You went to my house and got it how?” Ryou chuckled and rolled his eyes.

“I went to your house, knocked on your front door, and told your mother you needed your homework, she let me in, I got your homework, and I left.” Ichigo stared at him, mouth gaping.

“She let you in my room?” Ryou laughed.

“I’m surprised you even knew where it was, considering it looked like you had hardly touched it.”

“She let you in my room!?” Ichigo repeated.

“Yes, Ichigo, I was in your room. Hardly a crime, considering I just finished all your homework.” Ryou began to neatly place books into what Ichigo now realized was her own book bag. “I’ll even give you a ride home. That is,” Ryou raised an eyebrow, “unless you’re so mad about it that you’d rather walk?” Ichigo grumbled under her breath, roughly shoving the last book into the bag.

“I’ll take the ride.” Ichigo huffed. Ryou smiled.

“That’s what I thought.”

My two most recent fan art pieces of my favorite non cannon couple! If only Ichigo had realized Ryou’s feelings (or if he had just said something!), maybe we would have seen Ichigo’s heart sway 😭 And this wouldn’t just exist in my imagination. Feel free to share my original post, but please don’t repost as your own.

I knew it!

They were doing the cover poses x3

When are you ever going to find another guy that will give you such an awesome compliment? 😆

#he is autistic your honor

Can we just be so happy that Retasu got to take the selfie! 😭 After her intro episode where she was left out of the selfie, and now she’s taking selfies with her new friends! 💚