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Chapter 3: Senses

You worked on Ichigo's outfit. You had a pretty good idea so that he would know what it looked like. It was a regular t shirt, the colour matching his hair, with a strawberry on it, since he seemed to like strawberries. The strawberry (which you were working on stitching right now) was fluffy to the touch.

When the shape was done, you used beads for seeds and a different green fabric was stitched on as the leafy part on top. You attached longer sleeves to the t shirt sleeves to give the effect of a normal top under it, they were striped white and the same shade of red, which would make it easier for Ichigo than having to find a separate top which matched.

Next, you used your sewing machine again to stitch denim together, making jeans, then stitch the hems of the legs with small strawberries like on the t shirt.

At some point, Ichigo walked in to ask what you were doing, but he left you to work on your project without asking what it looked like. Since you hadn't described the design to him, he didn't actually know what it was yet.

Obviously, you got him to try it on when you were done with it. He happily felt the different textures, unable to stop grinning. All he could see when he looked at the clothes was a swirl of green, red, and blue, but he had confidence that you did a good job.

Seeing him so overjoyed made spending a whole day on the clothes way worth it, he had probably never received a handmade present before, considering he said he was home schooled.

It was Saturday again, and for the past week you had been doing your apprenticeship, going to your part time job, getting people to cover for you for about an hour while you took Ichigo to rehabilitation, worked some more, arrived home at 7:45, worked on designs, and had about an hour of braille lessons with Ichigo.

You didn't get to spend much time with him, but you made the most of it when you did, and he always asked you to spend more time with him, sadly for him however, you couldn't stay up too late, since your learning started at 8:30 and it was quite a walk.

Things stayed in this comfortable equilibrium for about a month.

"Congratulations, y/n!" Ichigo surprised you by showing up right outside the place you were doing your apprenticeship. You smiled and walked up to him,

"how did you know it was me?" He grinned, rehabilitation seemed to be working wonders for him, though he still couldn't tell what many things were, and it was unlikely that he ever would. "I took a taxi here, I didn't have the confidence to go alone since... last time..." last time he took another wrong turn and ended up lost, and had to call you to come and find him.

You laughed and took his hand, "food's on me today!" You had finished your apprenticeship, and now you had a job at your company, starting next Monday, which gave you almost a week to hang out with Ichigo, as well as being able to give up part-timing.

Ichigo was always thrilled at any physical contact with you, which made you think. You knew you had seen him before, it was an unforgettable experience, since the guy did almost Pet Semetary style get ran over by a truck... his dog wasn't as lucky though. You knew he had excellent hearing, so you couldn't help but think: did he remember your voice from that day?

As you were musing about this, you hadn't even realised you were already at the food place that you picked out. You and Ichigo both sat down at a table, and your wallet was almost empty by the end of it, but it didn't matter, since you would get a proper salary soon.

When you and Ichigo got home, it was almost time for his appointment, and he wanted to try and walk there by himself. "Are you sure? It's not a bother for me to take you, you know. You've never been there by yourself, what if you get lost?" Nevertheless, you handed him his mobility cane, just in case he needed it, and hugged him goodbye, watching him leave in his signature strawberry outfit.

He left earlier than with you, but it was probably necessary for him to take his time, just so that he doesn't take a wrong turn. You had a pretty good understanding of braille at this point, so you thought: "hey, why not read a book?"

You took The Wizard of Oz off Ichigo's shelf, where he had replaced it a few days prior, and started skimming the 'writing' by yourself. For a moment, you were confused. This wasn't even a story book, it was a chemistry book. Maybe he was really into education, and you picked up the wrong book. You felt the other titles, but none of them were actually story books, and it occurred in your mind that you never asked Ichigo about the type of books he wrote. If anything, you had forgotten about his job, considering he never brought it up. You searched for his name online, since published authors are all famous in some way or another.

Nothing, no results on Ichigo Satou. Alright, so he lied about his line of work, so what? But then what did he do for a living? You rummaged through private drawers, looking for any clues that might help you take a guess. None of the papers indicated anything, they were all things such as rights to the house, and proof of tax payments. Maybe his laptop had something on it, but you didn't know the password, and whenever you watched Ichigo type in his password, it was always way too long for you to take a guess at what it was.

You were panicking slightly, but tried to reassure yourself with excuses. He lied about his job: maybe someone else was supporting him and he was embarrassed. He lied about his books: maybe he was scared you would think he was a nerd. Any doubts in your mind, you tried to shoot down with a 'logical' explanation. While you were still trying to find anything else to ease your suspicions, there was a sound from the door. Papers were on the floor in disarray, and the door was being opened.