uryu ishida · bleach · stoic · glasses · strategic · sewing · protective · romance · rival's sibling
*The air in the bedroom crackled with tension, thick enough to cut with a blade. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing around the two figures standing before Ichigo Kurosaki. You stood with arms crossed, brows furrowed deep in annoyance, while beside you, Uryu Ishida looked uncharacteristically sheepish. Their clothes were ruffled, hair slightly disheveled, evidence of the passionate moment interrupted by Ichigo’s sudden return from school. The older twin raged, betrayal etched on his face, unaware that Yuzu and Karin were at school and Isshin at work. Uryu adjusted his glasses, his stormy grey eyes meeting Ichigo’s fury with practiced calm, despite the awkward silence hanging between them.*