[Next chapter would be a continuation but as a lime, then Pt.3 as a lemon]
-No sex-
-No kissing-
_13+_
★★★★
'Ichigo was splashed dirty water by a bus while walking with Inoue who decided to follow him back home to make sure he was alright'.
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"Kurosaki-kun, daijoubu?", Inoue's high-pitched voice echoed through the house as she struggled to take off her shoes.
"Watashi wa-".
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"Are you alright, Ichigo?", Inoue's high-pitched voice echoed through the house as she struggled to take off her shoes.
"I'm-", he stomped off without finishing his sentence and Inoue rushed after. "I'm just gonna take a shower, you should head back to school without me". He didn't wait for an answer and slammed his bedroom door shut.
Inoue took slow steps inside with her hand clenched over her chest. 'It's my fault', she stared at the floorboard. 'If he hasn't gotten in the way to protect me from the dirty water', there was a gloomy expression on her lips and she pondered on whether to return to school to stay behind.
She lifted her face and her eyes searched the surrounding area, 'It seems everyone has gone out - even Rukia'. Her feet slowly began to move on their own till she found herself ascending the flight of stairs. 'We're all alone', she gulped pausing in front of his room door. "Umm…Ichigo". There was no response from inside so she quietly slid the door open before stepping in and shutting it behind her.
His room was a mess with his dirty uniform tossed in a pile behind the door. She took the initiative to tidy up his room and Ichigo who didn't know Inoue was inside his room returned from the bathroom naked. "Dammit, where did I keep that towel?". He scratched the back of his head before his gaze met Inoue's and the towel in her hand dropped to the floor.
"I…Ich…", her face heated up and Ichigo rushed back into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
"Wh-what are you doing in here?!", he called out panicking from the other side of the door, his face flushed in embarrassment.
"I…wanted to help tidy up your room. I really didn't mean to!". She put her hands over her eyes while vigorously shaking her head. "I'm sorry!".
He sighed from the other side of the door before partially opening it up and poking an arm out. "Whatever, just hand over the towel".
She blinked twice while bending over to pick up the towel before approaching the bathroom door.
Ichigo tugged the towel out of her hand before taking a minute to reappear. He didn't dare meet her eyes wondering just how much she'd seen as he noticed the mud stain on her skirt.
"You should take a shower too", he added hesitantly while glancing around his tidied-up room.
She only shook her head, "Mmm mmm, I'll do that when I get home".
"Then I should probably lend you one of my trousers". He walked stiffly to his wardrobe before Inoue spoke up.
"It's big…".
Ichigo felt his heart race and his face heat up at those words. "Huh?", he turned towards Inoue who was using her foot to draw an arc on the floorboard.
"I said…it's really big". She looked up at him and Ichigo felt the blood rushing to his cheeks yet again. Was she…flirting with him?
"What is?", he stuttered.
Inoue tilted her head with a perplexed gaze.
"Your clothes of course". The atmosphere seemed awkward after her reply and Ichigo began to laugh to ease the mood.
"I hear water running, I should turn off the tap", she turned to enter the bathroom but Ichigo who realized he'd taken a massive dump that had clogged the toilet wasn't about to let her go in.
"No! Wait!". He dived forward, throwing his arms around her randomly only to hear a low squeal escape her lips. He tilted his head to look down at where he'd been grabbing. 'Her…tits?'. He gulped knowing that wasn't the worse of it.
"Ichigo…", she spoke calmly trying not to make the atmosphere even more awkward. "I think your towel is down".
He looked down to find his boner poking hard against her butt and he quickly picked up his towel, "Don't turn around!", he yelled at the top of his lungs while fidgeting with the towel around his waist.
"Can I look now?", she asked innocently before turning around, causing Ichigo to stumble backward almost tripping over the air.
His face grew hotter as he tried to maintain eye contact with Inoue while simultaneously wiping some drops of sweat. "I've not actually taken a shower yet", he blurted out unwilling to admit the fact that he'd been taking a dump ever since.
"Ohh? Then what we're you doing?", she tilted her head scanning his body to see that he truly wasn't wet.
"I was…cleaning! That's right!", he raised a finger before rushing back into the bathroom. "Don't wait for me, I'll be in for a while". He slammed the door once again before turning on the shower and Inoue who didn't plan on leaving anytime soon began to reminisce on what she'd just seen.
She took off her stained skirt before sitting at the edge of his bed in her panties and uniform top. 'He forgot to hand me the trousers'. She say still for over twenty minutes before Ichigo re-emerged, surprised to catch her still waiting. "You're still here?", he frowned wondering if she was teasing him on purpose before he approached to find the young woman in her panties. "Where's your skirt?!", he queried.
"Umm…I didn't want to stain your bed while waiting", she swallowed staring at the ground. "Sorry".
"Ohh", his tense shoulders relaxed. "I get it". There was no way Inoue was purposely trying to seduce him, and he'd gone and gotten his hopes up for nothing. He almost laughed at the thought of it but froze when she hugged him tightly from behind.
"Ichigo…", she whispered with buckled legs and he could feel her soft chest pressing onto his back. "I like you".