Go with Rangiku

"YAY!" Rangiku squealed then she clapped her hands together and jumped up and down. Ichigo immediately thought, "I wish she wouldn't DO that," as his eyes followed her bouncing breasts as they moved with each jump.
"Ok. Here's the plan, we hit the boutiques on the outskirts of town, then we work our way in toward the shopping malls, THEN we break for lunch, THEN we work our way back out again!"
"I think you're going to need to rent a pack mule to carry all the stuff you're gonna buy!"
Rangiku looked at him out of the corner of her eye and said, "I already did. Come on Ichigo. Oh, and if you see anything you have to have, let me know and I'll get it for you. I've got plenty of money with me."
"I don't need anything – well, anything I can think of off hand,"
"Nonsense! Who doesn't like to shop!"
"Me," Ichigo said quietly to himself.
"Pardon? Did you say something?" Rangiku asked with eyes almost as round as her breasts.
"No, just clearing my throat."
"Good, oh hey! Look over there! JEWELRY! I LOVE shiny things!" And she was off, trotting over to the store that was just opening. Ichigo stuffed his hands in his pockets and with a heavy sigh followed after her wondering what he'd gotten himself into.
. . .
One bag, two bags, seven bags, bags inside of other bags. Rangiku and Ichigo stopped in so many boutiques and little shops that they hadn't even gotten to the Mall yet and it was already lunch time. Soon Rangiku found a little tea shop to stop in and "refuel" as she called it. She bought them both lunch and they sat down to eat it.
"Isn't this fun?" she asked Ichigo.
"It's not bad," Ichigo said back as he shoved a rice ball in his mouth.
"I can't WAIT to get to the Mall. We're going there after we finish eating. I love going to shopping Malls because there are so many stores all centrally located that have," then Ichigo didn't hear her anymore. He'd half tuned her out, while half of his mind drifted. He did note though how her eyes absolutely danced when she talked about shopping. He'd never seen her so animated and caught up in something that made her so happy. He himself wasn't much of a shopper at all, but he wasn't having a bad time in Rangiku's company, in fact, he was finding that he was quite glad he made the decision to go with her even if it was just to go shopping.
Ichigo heard Rangiku's voice like a humming noise in the background. He ate another rice ball, then while chewing looked around at the tables around them. At every table where a man was seated, whether he was with someone else, or by himself, or with a group of men, all of them seemed to be staring at him. Then he realized that they weren't staring at him, they were staring at Rangiku. A flash of anger shot through him as he felt a fierce urge to protect her and keep the other men away from her. He interrupted her, "Hey Rangiku, how about we hurry up a little huh?"
"Why? Don't you enjoy my company?" she stuck her bottom lip out and looked slightly affronted.
"No, I mean YES I enjoy your company, but what I'm not enjoying is how every guy in this place is staring at you like they're going to eat you."
"Huh? Oh that. That's nothing to worry about," Rangiku flipped her hair off her shoulder nonchalantly and gazed around the room slowly, meeting every eye that was already staring at her. Each man she looked at felt a flush of excitement shoot through them as she returned their gaze briefly. Then she looked at Ichigo and said, "Happens all the time. Nothing to be concerned about."
"But they're staring at you like they want to,"
Then Rangiku realized what was going on with Ichigo, he was a tiny bit jealous that other men wanted her attention. She leaned forward a bit and said, "They're staring at me like they want to WHAT Ichigo?"
"Uhm, well, never mind," he stammered as he tried to avert his eyes from staring at her cleavage. And of course, she noticed his staring too.
Rangiku giggled then sat back in her chair. "You're too tense Ichigo! We're having a fun day of shopping and you're all uptight! I know it's just the middle of the day, but maybe we should have something to drink. I'd LOVE some sake right about now."
"NO WAY! You're not drinking anything. I've heard stories about you."
She leaned forward again and said sexily, "What have you heard?"
"Uh, that you get drunk and you get a bit, uh," Ichigo worried that he might say the wrong thing, OR he might say the RIGHT thing. He feared that ANYTHING he said would get him in a world of trouble.
"Let me finish that sentence for you Ichigo. I get drunk and get a bit 'flirty.' Is that what you're trying to say?" That wasn't exactly what he wanted to say, but it was better than what he was thinking.
"Yeah. That's what I heard."
Rangiku sat back and laughed. "I wonder who you heard THAT from." She laughed again. Ichigo thought to himself, "Renji, Toshiro, Ikkaku, Yumichika, the list goes on…"
Ichigo attempted to finish his lunch, hoping that Rangiku wouldn't order anything from the 'adult beverage' list, because God knows WHAT would happen if she did. Instead, both he and she sat up straighter and listened as thunder rumbled in the distance.
"Sounds like rain is coming. Great," Rangiku said. "We'd better get a move on. We've got to make it to the Mall before the rain sets in." She threw a ridiculous amount of money on the table to cover their bill, and picked up a small bag, while nodding to Ichigo to gather the rest.
As soon as they were outside, they looked up. "Not really looking like rain so much," Ichigo observed.
"More like heat lightning. It is a big muggy out today. Still, we'd better get inside. No use getting struck by lightning." Ichigo agreed and the two jogged to the nearest Mall as thunder rumbled overhead.
They made it to the mall, feeling the humidity in the air thicken. Once inside, and in the comfort of air conditioning, Rangiku's face lit up again. She looked around and said, "WHERE DO I BEGIN? WHEEEE!" then she ran toward a handbag shop.
"WAIT UP WILL YA?" Ichigo yelled, trying to keep up with her while carrying all her bags.
After another hour, Ichigo looked like a strange kind of peacock. It seemed that all the bags he carried for Rangiku fanned out from his hands in an arc on either side of him. It was difficult for him to walk without banging the bags together, a fact that Rangiku reminded him not to do often. "How much LONGER are we going to keep doing this?" he complained.
"We haven't even gone upstairs yet! Come on! There are elevators over there."
"I'm about to abandon you here to carry your own bags."
"You wouldn't do that to me would you?" she stuck her lip out at him again and he relented a bit. Rangiku knew how to look cute and influence men, and Ichigo was no exception to her powers of persuasion.
"I will if we don't hurry up! I'm supposed to be home from school in another hour or so."
"Really? Awww. I was hoping to keep you with me until I was ready to go back to Soul Society."
"I won't be able to carry that many bags AND walk at the same time."
"Then I'll help you!"
Ichigo thought, "You haven't helped me YET."
Ichigo seriously began to think that this whole idea of helping Rangiku had been a mistake. She wanted to keep him with her as her personal valet way past the time he was supposed to be home from school. He was having a pretty good time with her otherwise, but shopping just wasn't his thing.