ext_201970 ([identity profile] simpleastherain.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2007-12-21 06:16 am (UTC)

Orihime felt lost. She'd offered to talk with Ururu but she didn't know what she could do or say to make things better. She didn't even have a clue where Urahara had gone, and she was terribly sure now that he must be gone. Urahara was a prankster but not a cruel one; it was unlike him to make Ururu worry for so long. He wouldn't abandon her if his life depended on it.

If he was still here, he would have been there to help her the night before.

But none of this would make Ururu feel better. She could lie if she tried, but what would that accomplish? There had to be something she could say but her throat refused to work properly.

She was glancing at the bulletin board too.

She almost didn't want to interrupt Ururu and her friend, and then Ururu stopped talking and her shoulders started shaking. Orihime moved over to the couch and stood behind it so she could rest a hand gently on Ururu's head.

She looked over at Fai, her gaze sympathetic. "Ururu-chan said I could join you. I hope it's alright." She put her arms around Ururu's shoulders lightly, giving the girl ample room to pull away or escape if she wanted to. "Shh... It's ok now."

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