Pretty In Pink
"Perfect... just like that..." Rukia muttered quietly, clicking the camera again, "Now tilt your head just a little bit to the side... good boy, that's excellent," she mumbeled, watching Ichigo as he modeled for her, "A couple more and.... we're done," Rukia said with a smile, putting her camera down, Ichigo smiled as well and walked up to his photographer, purring lightly and putting one hand on her shoulder and nuzzling her face lightly, she giggled at the affectionate gesture and ran her fingers through his hair, "Ichigo ... can you handel a camera?" she asked, he raised an eyebrow and nodded slowly, "Good, I'm hoping you can help me out with a little something,"
"Ichigo, wat do you think of this?" Rukia asked as she walked back out into the studio, she watched her freind's eyes double in size at wat she was wearing... or ... the LACK of it really.... she was only wearing a pair of jeans and a pink bra, "Ru-ki-ah....." he muttered quietly, she smiled softly at him, "I signed up to do a campaign for breast cancer awareness, the photos will be on the cover for Studio Monthly and a big billboard of it will be hanging in front of one of the biggest buildings in the city," she said with a smile, she heard a small sqweak exit his throat, "In-g THAT!?" he muttered out, pointing to her chewst and blushing, she sighed, "Ichigo, this is for BREAST CANCER, not.... CLOTHES cancer," she muttered, he groaned slightly, he didn't want HIS Rukia's body to be displayed everywere... "If it wasn't gonig to be on a bilboard I wouldn't even be wearing the bra," she said casually, unnoingly making him fall over at the bold statement, "Now come help me out with this," she demanded, he gave her his pleading puppy-dog eyes and she frowned, "NOW Ichigo," she demanded, he sighed and walked up to her as she leaned against the backdrop of the set, "I need you to paint the pink ribbon on me, ok?" "Were?" "Use your.... 'artistic insipiration'," she suggested as she handed him a paint brush and a bucket of pink paint
Ichigo was sweating as he painted a large pink ribbon over her stomach, feeling every muscel tremble over the touch of the cold paint on her skin, he gulped, running his brush up to her arms and painting ribbons on her shoulders, and one on her cheek, "Good, now we just have to wait for it to dry," she said, 'It shouldn't take long...' she thought, laying on her back, he grunted questionably and she yawned, "Yep, I need to just lay still wile this dries, will you please go get me some carrot juice?" he shivered as he walked off the set, Rukia Kuchiki was a strange, strange woman...
"Alright, try to get as many angels as you can," Rukia said, standing against the set and posing for Ichigo as he snapped the camera, 'Easier said than done... I think she's trying to seduce me...' he thought to himself, gulping wen she turned to her side and her curves were even more exposed... he closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to clear his mind, nice try...
"Hmmm... I think those look pretty good there," 'Yeah... they ALL look good...' Ichigo thought with a blush and a gulp, "Wat do you think Ichigo?" he blushed darkly and rubbed the back of his head nervously, she smirked, already sensing his discomfort, "Ichigo~" she giggled, he started to blush at the look she was giving him, "You no... there are all sorts of things to campaign about... so we'll have PLENTY of oppertunities to take pretty photos," she said with a smirk, running her fingers up his arm, "But even then, we don't really need an excuse," she said with a wink, walking away from him, he gulped