Meeting Uryu Ishida

Inoue Apartment Downtown-
Orihime is playing the cello and a smart looking ink haired boy with glasses is watching her intently.
"That's good Orihime...really," Uryu Ishida says.
Uryu sat holding his own cello, a less than rich son of real estate developers, he had a good upbringing but wasn't as insanely rich as the Shihoins or Kurosakis. Uryu had kind eyes and was the smartest in his class, he was currently teaching Orihime Inoue cello for extra money.
"Now lets try the A minor scale."
Orihime makes an attempt but fucks it up badly, "Sorry Ishida-kun," she looks at him with wide eyes and he can't help feeling pulled in. The sound of Moka's stilettos clipping into the room interrupts the moment between the two.
"I suck I suck I suck!" Orihime says in embarrassment and Moka cringes at the ridiculous scene in front of her.
"Relax Orihime and take a breath," Uryu said evenly.
Moka watches the whole scene play out from the door, the two imbeciles are obviously flirting and even though Orihime's cello skills blow big time; Uryu is smiling and is ever so happy to be teaching her.
Moka ticked her finger to her head as an idea suddenly came about and she smiled devilishly before fully entering the room.
Uryu was playing a beautiful sonata then and Orihime looked as if she were swooning just listening to it and then Moka "accidentally" bangs her hand onto a table which causes a metal try to fall making the loudest of sounds.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. Your playing was beautiful," Moka's formidable presence and exotic beauty was often intimidating, Uryu quickly stood looking uncomfortable and moved away from Orihime.
"Moka, this is Uryu Ishida, he is giving me music lessons over the summer," Orihime said in a less than confident voice.
Uryu approached Moka and shook her hand, "Pleased to meet you."
"Uryu is composing his first opera Moka," the bosomy girl chirped.
"It's based on the life of Doctor Martin Luther King," he interjected.
"Doctor King is my favorite..." Orihime said dreamily.
Uryu just shakes his head and laughs and Orihime looked up at him like he was a god sent angel. Moka cringed and averted her eyes from the sappy duo.
"Well...uh...I guess our hours up, same time tomorrow?" Uryu asked.
Orihime nods and both girls watch the boy leave.
Category:Fan Fiction