Heatwave - Ichigo Kurosaki

Ichigo Kurosaki from Bleach is Third!!!

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"Uuurrrgg..."

Emi rolled onto her back, a bead of sweat dripping down her forehead. Ichigo merely rose an eyebrow at her, affected by the heat as well but not so much as the blue haired girl beside him.

"I don't know what your problem is, it's not that hot." Ichigo said, and Emiko scowled at him indignantly.

"Are you joking?! It's fricking boiling in here!! When are you going to get Air Con, Ichi?!" the girl demanded, and Ichigo shrugged.

"It's expensive!" he protested, "And seeing as the shinigami business doesn't exactly pay well, I'm pretty short on money at the moment!"

Emi just huffed, rolling onto her stomach. A few minutes of silence passed, until the girl snapped.

"That's it! I've had enough!" she exclaimed, starting to unbutton her shirt. Ichigo's eyes widened, and his face started to redden, his hands rising in front of his face to partially block the sight from his view.

"Wh-wh-what are you doing?!" the substitute shinigami stammered, and Emiko rolled her eyes.

"I'm taking my shirt off, what's it look like I'm doing?" she stated drily, and the boy merely shivered, covering one eye with his palm.

"B-but I can see your b-b-b-bra!" the poor, red-faced boy protested, trying to cover his other eye but he just couldn't bring himself to, as more of the girl's deliciously curvy body was put on display.

"So?" she said, discarding her shirt on the floor then flopping back down on her back on the bed. She propped herself on her elbow and stared at the still very much blushing orange-haired boy with risen eyebrows, before speaking. "Oh, come on, Ichi, you've seen me in a swimsuit before."

"B-but that's d-d-different!" the strawberry stammered, still refusing to look at her. The bluenette sighed, then got up on her knees and shuffled over to him. Ichigo kept his head turned stubbornly away, until he felt his hands being picked up and placed on something soft.

The strawberry's head snapped to see what had happened, and saw Emiko's hands holding his by the wrists. Holding them on her breasts.

Ichigo could have screamed as his face's redness was renewed, and Emiko shrugged, scowling at him. "They are just boobs." she said, in an almost condescending tone, before growling.

"SO GET OVER IT!!"

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Lawl. Poor Ichigo. XD

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