1x1 with Ichigo shirosaki - untitled atm

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Shirosaki sat at the table, sipping on the water every so often while seeming rather far off as he was caught in a daydream, remembering the dream were ichigo had desided to end him in the training grounds of kisuke's shop.

[DarkMudkip]

"Got a lot on your mind, handsome?" Ichigo asked, smiling softly

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Shirosaki snapped oout of it and shook his head. "Its nothing. Don't worry about it. Just spacing out again." he replied softly as he sipped his water again.

[DarkMudkip]

"Oh but now that you say that, I'm going to worry..." He said, frowning

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"Its nothing really. Just trying to think on a few things." shirosaki replied. "The stew smells wonderful." he said trying to change the subject as best as he could.

[DarkMudkip]

Ichigo looked and stirred it, grinning, "Well, its a recipe my mom left behind..." He said softly

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Shirosaki went quiiet now. Him sharing most of ichigo's memories knew the pain ichigo went threw when he lost his mother to the granfisher but the thought was easily inturpted by a bad coughing fit.

[DarkMudkip]

Ichigo frowned and moved over, patting his back gently

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Shirosaki pushed himself away from the table and covered his mouth. "You*cough* now*cough* that*cough* doesn't*cough* help*cough* right?*cough*" he said between loud harsh and hoarse coughs but it soon stopped to leave shirosaki breathing heavily threw short pants.

[DarkMudkip]

"I know...but I didn't wanna just sit there and stare at you practically die..." He frowned