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𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍. ⭐️ 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.

Ichigo "Gogo" Angela Sanders. || Blasian (Black, Japanese.) || 13. || LFA! Ichigo.

The only thing keeping this attention-starved of fatherly love boy from running himself underground.

LOOKING FOR AFFECTION.

Ichigo Sanders, one of my classmates called me "Gogo" as a sort of jab but now everyone calls me that. Guess you could say I'm bullied?

Only thirteen, but my mind is older~ (watching Hamilton, so on that note I'm a theater kid.)

The one who dresses up at basketball games for one guy and one guy alone.

My mom is in my life just not interested, and my dad is completely out of my life and disinterested in being in it.

Professional underachiever, ex burnt-out gifted kid, still getting all As and trying to pass.

My only friend is a perfectionist basketball player. (I like him, though.)

Strawberry enthusiast, Strawberry Fanta extraordinaire.

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"Does he really like me? Or is it just so he isn't lonely? Usually I wouldn’t care.. I shouldn't care, but.."

"Why does that thought hurt me so much?.."

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🩷 LOOKING FOR AFFECTION. 📣

Side-Episode – WHERE IS HE!?

(ICHIGO VS. ANTINOUS.)

TW – Violence, choking.

[ Set in a Roleplay me and @squipio did ♡ ]

This was bad. This was so fucking bad. She knew she shouldn't have went back in the locker room.

It was simple, really: She and Telemachus were waiting for their parents (or his dad, in their cases considering she can't rely on her mom for shit), she went into the locker room to grab some of her leftover cheer gear, and Telemachus would text her when Mr. Ody got there.

When she got outside again, Telemachus was missing. When she checked her phone, there wasn't any texts or a missed call, so she logically thought he just bailed. Wouldn't be the first time.

But.. something told her something was wrong. So, she stuffed her duffle bag behind some bushes and ran around to the court.

The girl turned a corner as she saw those older guys playing a few rounds, but they weren't as good as Tele was in her mind. They were laughing and telling crude jokes, like older boys do.

But, instead of stalking staring at them, she cleared her throat, and they turned to look at her. Immediately she wanted to get hit by a car. How did Mrs. Pen make talking to these people so easy?

"Oh, it's that cheerleader girl!" One of the boys said, nudging whom she assumed was the leader. Not like it was far off, he looked like a rich 'daddy's money' boy. Like he'd throw some tantrum if he didn't get what he wanted. Heck, even his face pissed her off.

The leader chuckled as he looked down at the girl. "That "Gogo" girl? What, isn't she the little wolf's only friend?" Her eye twitched at that comment. He was right, but he didn’t need to point it out like that.

"Whatever," Antinous took a step forward but she took a step back. He laughed Iike it was a funny joke and lifted her chin with his hand. "You're pretty cute when I get a good look at you and that loser isn't in the way."

He gave her a smile. Sure, it was clean, but it wasn't that chipped tooth look she'd grown to love, so it repulsed her. Maybe if she knocked his teeth out, it'd help her a lot more.

"Aw, don't be so shy. We got off on the wrong foot, yeah?" He put his hand on her shoulder, stopping her from moving further. "But we can get to know each other!"

She glanced at the hand on her shoulder, and her eyes met his knuckles. They were bloody. Severely. Oh, no he didn't.

"I'm Antinous. Nice to mee–"

He didn't get another word out before her fist met his cheek. He stumbled back, clearly taken by surprise before that surprise turn to anger. Shit.

Before she had time to turn and book it, she let out a yelp as his hand wrapped around her throat. She tried to shove him off, but she could only scratch his hand. "So I see you're just as much as a little bitch as Little Wolf." Antinous growled.

Her vision was spotted after a while, but she managed to spit: "Where is he!?" Which earned her a grin from the bastard. "I gave him what was coming to him. Old man probably sent him to some hospital. You wanna go too?"

'Gave him what was coming to him'? Sent him to some hospital'? Her head was reeling with questions. But was cut short when he gave her a hard punch to her gut, knocking the wind out of her and sending her backward to use the wall as support as he and his big ugly friends laughed. "Just like I thought. If that weak loser couldn't protect himself, what makes you think a girl like you could?" Antinous spat.

She wasn't letting them get away with this so easily, though. She gathered whatever was left of her strength to stand on wobbly legs and tear filled eyes. She didn't know where this sudden strength, this need to protect, came from. But she did hear a lady's voice talk in her head.

"Fight for your love, dear."

And so she did. And she didn't stop even when she heard a crunch of bone and panicked screams.

Yeah, falling over from exhaustion wasn't fun, but when everything cleared and the exhaustion finally hit her, she just fell to her knees and finally saw what the damage was.

Their blood in her finger nails, there were probably bruises hidden under the sleeves of her jacket, and those boys? Fleeing for the hills with their still angry leader.

She wasn't too concerned with what horrible names and terms he was calling her, rather how the ground was red from blood spilling from broken noses, and how the boys definitely looked scratched and bruised up. In hindsight, she had every reason to start questioning what was going on.

But, she didn't. As she heard another, more familiar voice say "Go."

So, she stood up, grabbed her bag, and go she went. To the nearest clinic. And another. And another. Until she found the one she was looking for.

And as she burst through the door of the room, a surprised Odysseus and Telemachus staring at her, panting and out of breath as tears fell from her eyes, she could only say one thing.

"Telemachus!"

Mb gang this is ass lmao – Mod. 🩷

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🩷 LOOKING FOR AFFECTION. 📣

Ichigo's Side of "Looking for Approval."

📼 EPISODES. 📣 || The main episodes.

Episode 1 – ICHIGO & THE WOLF BOY.

🎀 FILLER EPISODES. 🩷 || The Side-stories and info.

Filler 1 – MEET ICHIGO. 🍓🩷

Side-Episode 1 – WHERE IS HE!? (Violence, Choking.)

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🩷 LOOKING FOR AFFECTION. 📣

Episode 1 – Prologue.

(ICHIGO & THE WOLF BOY.)

Ichigo yelped hearing something hit her desk.

It wasn't the most ideal situation for several reasons.

It was in the middle of class,

She didn't exactly see where it came from,

And more importantly,

3. Nobody talked to her.

As she glanced around, she couldn't find any sign of who might’ve thrown it. She was halfway convinced she was getting bullied, until she felt the cold and pointed tip of a pencil press against her cheek.

She flinched and turned to be face to way-too-close-face with a boy. He had dark hair and equally dark eyes, but had a large, dark bruise on his eye that barely looked healed, and scrapes on his arms, legs and knees. He looked like he was like a wild wolf boy. definitely wasn't your typical mean girl or handsome bully. But that doesn't mean he was innocent.

"What is it?" She asked. The caution in her voice couldn't have been anymore clear, but he clearly didn't pick up on the tone.

"Do you have the answer for number 6?" He asked. It was like he didn't harass her and scare her half to death, which she didn't appreciate. Hell, a half-hearted 'sorry' would be better than nothing. More importantly, why go through so much trouble just for answers?

Ichigo turned to her paper. She huffed quietly to herself. She had half a mind to ignore him, let him figure it out on his own. But, he was talking to her, and she was lonely... Gah, why did loneliness have to be such a strong feeling?

So, against her own judgement, she forced herself to turn to the boy. "B." she blurted out, and she felt every single part of her mind saying tons of words and insults that would get her mouth washed out with soap for even voicing.

The wolf boy grinned widely and went back to writing on his paper. He strangely looked cute while he was grinning like a maniac, something about his chipped tooth and roughed-up appearance. Which is something she never found cute about the sporty guys. Something about constantly sweating and running around and watching people cheer, bet, lose and get pissed off wasn't appealing to her.

Ichigo snapped out of her thoughts when she felt the cold side of a pencil touch her cheek and locking eyes with the wolf boy again. She pulled away to see the pink colored pencil that he almost knocked her out with again. He seemed in deep thought, which made her more uncomfortable. What was with this boy and personal space?

"Are your eyes natural?" He suddenly asked. Maybe he was raised by wolves.

Ichigo let out an annoyed sigh. "I don't know. Are you naturally that bad at basketball? For your dad being a pro."

The Wolf Boy seemed upset, hopefully ready to leave her alone, until she mentioned his dad. "You know my dad!?"

Shit.

"Yeah." She mumbled. "Mother and Mr. Odysseus used to be on the same team. Or, well, she used to cheer for the team."

"Really!?" His eyes sparkled. And, again, he looked so cute.

Ichigo actually listened as he rambled about his dad, how he played, how he was in the military, his office job, everything. He was a sweet albeit very hyperactive boy when she got to know him. Like a tiny wolf pup.

Maybe she could get used to this.

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Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

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Ichigo smiled and returned the kiss happily. "Thank you, Teetee.."

[much--approvalplease]

"Heh... you're welcome, sweetheart." He replied. "Shoot- sweetheart sounds so corny, I'm sorry-"

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Ichigo's face turned as pink as her hairclips. She covered her face, despite feeling her heart beat out of her chest.

"T-Teetee..." she squeaked.

[much--approvalplease]

"I'm sorry! You don't like the nickname, right-? agGHHH I'll just call you Ichi-"

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"No, no.. please call me names like that.." She mumbled shyly.

[much--approvalplease]

"R-Really?" He stammered. "You don't mind...?"

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"N-No, I like it cause it's sweet.." She half-lied. Moreso because she could see if he loved her anymore or not, it was better than being clueless.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus smiled, his feet kicking the floor. Excited little boy. "Alright then... Sugar."

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"Of course, honey." She hummed. "Okay, which one do you wanna start on, Mr. Perfectionist?"

[much--approvalplease]

"Hm... This one." He pointed to a line of dialogue.

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"Oh, okay..." She hummed and read her line, despite the words mix up and her small voice. She felt her face flush, god she sucked.

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Telemachus giggled. He found Ichi reading her lines cute.

He read his own dialogue, adding some dramatic flare just to make Ichi laugh.

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Ichigo giggled and playfully shoved him. "Tel!! Stop being a clown!" She teased.

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Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo smiled and returned the kiss happily. "Thank you, Teetee.."

[much--approvalplease]

"Heh... you're welcome, sweetheart." He replied. "Shoot- sweetheart sounds so corny, I'm sorry-"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo's face turned as pink as her hairclips. She covered her face, despite feeling her heart beat out of her chest.

"T-Teetee..." she squeaked.

[much--approvalplease]

"I'm sorry! You don't like the nickname, right-? agGHHH I'll just call you Ichi-"

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"No, no.. please call me names like that.." She mumbled shyly.

[much--approvalplease]

"R-Really?" He stammered. "You don't mind...?"

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"N-No, I like it cause it's sweet.." She half-lied. Moreso because she could see if he loved her anymore or not, it was better than being clueless.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus smiled, his feet kicking the floor. Excited little boy. "Alright then... Sugar."

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"Of course, honey." She hummed. "Okay, which one do you wanna start on, Mr. Perfectionist?"

[much--approvalplease]

"Hm... This one." He pointed to a line of dialogue.

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Oh, okay..." She hummed and read her line, despite the words mix up and her small voice. She felt her face flush, god she sucked.

[cheerleaders--affection]

Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo smiled and returned the kiss happily. "Thank you, Teetee.."

[much--approvalplease]

"Heh... you're welcome, sweetheart." He replied. "Shoot- sweetheart sounds so corny, I'm sorry-"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo's face turned as pink as her hairclips. She covered her face, despite feeling her heart beat out of her chest.

"T-Teetee..." she squeaked.

[much--approvalplease]

"I'm sorry! You don't like the nickname, right-? agGHHH I'll just call you Ichi-"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"No, no.. please call me names like that.." She mumbled shyly.

[much--approvalplease]

"R-Really?" He stammered. "You don't mind...?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"N-No, I like it cause it's sweet.." She half-lied. Moreso because she could see if he loved her anymore or not, it was better than being clueless.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus smiled, his feet kicking the floor. Excited little boy. "Alright then... Sugar."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Of course, honey." She hummed. "Okay, which one do you wanna start on, Mr. Perfectionist?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo smiled and returned the kiss happily. "Thank you, Teetee.."

[much--approvalplease]

"Heh... you're welcome, sweetheart." He replied. "Shoot- sweetheart sounds so corny, I'm sorry-"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo's face turned as pink as her hairclips. She covered her face, despite feeling her heart beat out of her chest.

"T-Teetee..." she squeaked.

[much--approvalplease]

"I'm sorry! You don't like the nickname, right-? agGHHH I'll just call you Ichi-"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"No, no.. please call me names like that.." She mumbled shyly.

[much--approvalplease]

"R-Really?" He stammered. "You don't mind...?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"N-No, I like it cause it's sweet.." She half-lied. Moreso because she could see if he loved her anymore or not, it was better than being clueless.

[cheerleaders--affection]

Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo smiled and returned the kiss happily. "Thank you, Teetee.."

[much--approvalplease]

"Heh... you're welcome, sweetheart." He replied. "Shoot- sweetheart sounds so corny, I'm sorry-"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo's face turned as pink as her hairclips. She covered her face, despite feeling her heart beat out of her chest.

"T-Teetee..." she squeaked.

[much--approvalplease]

"I'm sorry! You don't like the nickname, right-? agGHHH I'll just call you Ichi-"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"No, no.. please call me names like that.." She mumbled shyly.

[cheerleaders--affection]

Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo smiled and returned the kiss happily. "Thank you, Teetee.."

[much--approvalplease]

"Heh... you're welcome, sweetheart." He replied. "Shoot- sweetheart sounds so corny, I'm sorry-"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo's face turned as pink as her hairclips. She covered her face, despite feeling her heart beat out of her chest.

"T-Teetee..." she squeaked.

[cheerleaders--affection]

Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo smiled and returned the kiss happily. "Thank you, Teetee.."

[cheerleaders--affection]

Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Well, first," she pointed to her cheek and waited calmly.

[much--approvalplease]

"Huh-?" Telemachus tilted his head.

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Ichigo pouts and poked her cheek again. "You know what I want.." She whined.

[cheerleaders--affection]

Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, sitting down on a chair in the living room. "So... What first?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Well, first," she pointed to her cheek and waited calmly.

[cheerleaders--affection]

Knock, knock!

Creak.

"Hi Ichi-!" Telemachus scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his lips that Ichi loved to see. He was holding stapled papers in his hand.

"Wanna... Practice for our performance this week?"

- @much--approvalplease

"Oh, sure." She smiled and picked up her papers too, the pink highlights able to be seen. Typical.

[cheerleaders--affection]

Hey Gogo... Wanna watch me practice this week?

- @much--approvalplease

"When have I ever not, Tee?"

[much--approvalplease]

"Hah, right... But, I'm asking because... I have something to tell you."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Uh, what is it? Is it with your dad or another stupid plan?"

[much--approvalplease]

"No, it's... Something else."

Flowers. A bouquet of the thing, with flushes of pink and yellow.

"Surprise... Ahah."

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"Oh!"

Ichigo looked at the flowers with a surprised look. She gently took the flowers, her face flushing as she smiled softly.

"Thank you, Tee.. what's this about?.."

[much--approvalplease]

"Uh.. heh.." Telemachus scratched the back of his head. "You know how... There's a dance at our school tomorrow?"

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"Um, yeah?" She tilted her head, hugging the bouquet close to her.

[much--approvalplease]

"Well..." Telemachus blushed. His little eyes creased as he smiled. "I want to ask you to the dance."

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The dance? To be honest, she'd never gone to a dance. At least with a date and willingly. She was half expecting him to say it was a joke after she didn't respond, but he didn’t. This was probably a friend date, though...

So, she smiled. "Yeah, of course, Tee!"

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus smiled. "Really?"

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"Yeah, uh.. nobody's ever asked me before, and if I were to go with anyone, well, it would be you." she blushed and gave him a hug.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus smiled, his blush deepening in colour. He gently hugged Ichi back, her clothes smelling like sweet perfume. "Thank you..." He whispered.

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"Where did you even get these? And enough to get a bouquet.."

[much--approvalplease]

"...Let's say I've been making money after school..."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"...Is it something stupid?"

[much--approvalplease]

"Not necessarily?" Telemachus chuckled. "My dad can't afford this thing for his office... So, I'm saving up to money to pay it for him."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Your dad's an adult, he can do it. Also, if you're trying to save, don't buy a girl flowers."

[much--approvalplease]

"Yeah, well..." Telemachus sighed. "It's been 3 weeks since he got the call for it. Says he's waiting until he can afford the thing."

He chuckled shyly. "Well, it was only 10 bucks, so..."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Tel.." Ichigo smiled. "You're a good son. Don't stress it. As expected you to have ripped these from a neighbors yard."

[much--approvalplease]

"Hah, I'd get arrested... I'd have to earn more money for bail."

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"Nah, I'd help you escape." She smiled.

[much--approvalplease]

"Heh..." Telemachus gently kissed her cheek. "Thank you, Gogo."

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"Ah-!" She yelped, her face flushing. She put her hand against her cheek, before mumbling something under her breath.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled softly. "Sorry..."

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Ichigo dropped the bouquet, ignoring anyone around them as she grabbed his face and kissed his lips. It was quick, but sweet.

"It's.. okay."

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus' brain buffered.

A kiss. He just got a kiss from his best friend. What did this make them? Married?! He didn't know. But... He loved the feeling.

"I-I- u-uh..." He stuttered.

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Ichigo pulled away, smiling softly at him... before knocking the basketball out of his hands and taking it instead.

"Well, if you can't practice with your dad, then I'll practice with you. Don't be surprised when I kick your ass in this dress." She grinned.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled, wiping the bruise underneath his eye. "You're on," he jabbed softly.

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"Then let's go!" She smiled and started to play. Despite being bad at it and not knowing anything about watching it, let alone playing it, she was having fun with him!

[cheerleaders--affection]

Hey Gogo... Wanna watch me practice this week?

- @much--approvalplease

"When have I ever not, Tee?"

[much--approvalplease]

"Hah, right... But, I'm asking because... I have something to tell you."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Uh, what is it? Is it with your dad or another stupid plan?"

[much--approvalplease]

"No, it's... Something else."

Flowers. A bouquet of the thing, with flushes of pink and yellow.

"Surprise... Ahah."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Oh!"

Ichigo looked at the flowers with a surprised look. She gently took the flowers, her face flushing as she smiled softly.

"Thank you, Tee.. what's this about?.."

[much--approvalplease]

"Uh.. heh.." Telemachus scratched the back of his head. "You know how... There's a dance at our school tomorrow?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Um, yeah?" She tilted her head, hugging the bouquet close to her.

[much--approvalplease]

"Well..." Telemachus blushed. His little eyes creased as he smiled. "I want to ask you to the dance."

[cheerleaders--affection]

The dance? To be honest, she'd never gone to a dance. At least with a date and willingly. She was half expecting him to say it was a joke after she didn't respond, but he didn’t. This was probably a friend date, though...

So, she smiled. "Yeah, of course, Tee!"

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus smiled. "Really?"

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Yeah, uh.. nobody's ever asked me before, and if I were to go with anyone, well, it would be you." she blushed and gave him a hug.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus smiled, his blush deepening in colour. He gently hugged Ichi back, her clothes smelling like sweet perfume. "Thank you..." He whispered.

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Where did you even get these? And enough to get a bouquet.."

[much--approvalplease]

"...Let's say I've been making money after school..."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"...Is it something stupid?"

[much--approvalplease]

"Not necessarily?" Telemachus chuckled. "My dad can't afford this thing for his office... So, I'm saving up to money to pay it for him."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Your dad's an adult, he can do it. Also, if you're trying to save, don't buy a girl flowers."

[much--approvalplease]

"Yeah, well..." Telemachus sighed. "It's been 3 weeks since he got the call for it. Says he's waiting until he can afford the thing."

He chuckled shyly. "Well, it was only 10 bucks, so..."

[cheerleaders--affection]

"Tel.." Ichigo smiled. "You're a good son. Don't stress it. As expected you to have ripped these from a neighbors yard."

[much--approvalplease]

"Hah, I'd get arrested... I'd have to earn more money for bail."

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"Nah, I'd help you escape." She smiled.

[much--approvalplease]

"Heh..." Telemachus gently kissed her cheek. "Thank you, Gogo."

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"Ah-!" She yelped, her face flushing. She put her hand against her cheek, before mumbling something under her breath.

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus chuckled softly. "Sorry..."

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo dropped the bouquet, ignoring anyone around them as she grabbed his face and kissed his lips. It was quick, but sweet.

"It's.. okay."

[much--approvalplease]

Telemachus' brain buffered.

A kiss. He just got a kiss from his best friend. What did this make them? Married?! He didn't know. But... He loved the feeling.

"I-I- u-uh..." He stuttered.

[cheerleaders--affection]

Ichigo pulled away, smiling softly at him... before knocking the basketball out of his hands and taking it instead.

"Well, if you can't practice with your dad, then I'll practice with you. Don't be surprised when I kick your ass in this dress." She grinned.