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[fic] [Bleach] Will you be my bride

place for the first time on this one of my fic lj ... 100 words or so. Dedicated, and of course as it is right ^ ^, a levy (:*).
The title is to be romantic but meatloaf much more mundane than you can imagine, I was just desperate and the options that I had given this was the best: p

Fandom: Bleach
Title: You'll be my bride
Author: moon_lolita
Genre: Romance? But yes, I would say so ^ ^
Warnings: AU
Characters: Ishida Uryuu / Inoue Orihime
Summary: I stopped in front of photos of the brother of Orihime and prayed for him. I did that often. "Forgive me for disturbing you today ..."


I took off my shoes, walked slowly into the house of Orihime knew perfectly that now that his chaotic order.
Outside it was hot, those hot and sultry summers.
"Do you prefer the fruit juice or lemonade?" He asked.
"The lemonade, thank you." Attitude
informal, simple, everyday life.
I stopped in front of Orihime's brother's picture and prayed for him.
I did often.
"Forgive me for disturbing you today, but I needed to ask you something ... I want to ask the hand of Orihime, I promise that I will make it happy and that will protect forever."
Maybe it was silly to ask, it seemed right to do so anyway. The flame of the candle is moved slightly. I smiled.
"Thanks." Sussurai soon.
"How dare you ice?" I heard from the kitchen.
I walked to reach the other room.
"Yes, but do not overdo it as you usually do."