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 Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 5:11 pm
No, they wouldn't chase her out...she'd make sure of that. She led her towards Ryou's room--but turned to stop at the bathroom, where she knew there was a shower. She opened the door for Amai, "I'll go and get you some clothes, okay?"
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 7:17 pm
"okay.." She stepped into the bathroom. Looking around curiously.
"Hold still Amai, let me wash your hair." the woman smiled, watching as her child giggled before tipping her head back letting her mother pour the water over her head.
A faint smile lit her lips.. her poor mom. She hadn't really done anything wrong. She kneeled next to the bath/shower mix, turning on the water like she remembered her mother doing, placing her hand under the water to get a good temeperature, watching as it started to run a tinge of brown under her hand.
Was she really that dirty..? She tried to bathe every time she could... Atleast to the best of her ability. Oh well. She shut the water off after getting the tub to a good level of water, waiting on the older girl to come back with clothes.
Wait, what if she called the orphanage..? The girl frowned, glancing for a way out if need be. A window. That'd work.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 5:54 am
Why would she call the orphanage? In fact, she probably didn't even know what that was...sadly enough. She had somehow found some clothes that she presumed would fit the young girl...trying to find Purrin to ask her if she may have any, but was unable to find her right now...the said girl was probably out doing an act for some extra money for her family.
She sniffed, and would head back upstairs..hoping these wouldn't be too big...but as she had said earlier, anything was better than those dirty rags.
When she reached the bathroom once more, she closed, and locked, the door...hoping Shirogane san hadn't heard her moving around near his room.
She took a heavy breath, and looked to the young girl, setting the clothing down onto the counter....now what?
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 2:03 pm
The girl smiled and thanked her "I can bathe myself..." okay so most 6 year olds coul dhardly do thia, but she kinda had experience. She watched the woman leave before getting her first real bath in.. how long? She couldn't remember. Nearly two years now?
Shirogane, or Ryou but.. anyone who knew who he was called him Shirogane. For their own health. He noticed Ichigo walking around with a set of clothing much to small for her. Not to mention she was heading upstairs, where HE lived. Needless to say his curiosity was perked.
He stood silently at the end of the stairs, carefully placed behind the corner so she couldn't see him.
He glanced along the floor, a pair of muddy bare feet had obviously been up that way. So he waited there, hands tucked in his pockets, resting up against the wall waiting for her to come back.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2005 4:11 pm
Zakruo watched the world over the rim of her cup. Ichigo was getting bossed around again. Made to take out the trash. She smritked. Such tasks never fell to her, a thing that brought the girl true delight.
No-oh, never would Zakuro be caught dead taking outt he trash, or scrubbing the floor, or anything someone of lesser status than herself could do.
Sure, somewhere deep down, she felt a little guilty aobut it, but for the msot part, she was just glad it wans't her.
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