Play it safe: Clean the classroom.

Chad wandered over to Ichigo and helped him to his feet. Once Ichigo was standing, Chad and Keigo helped him stumble back into the classroom.
Ichigo said out loud, "Guess I might as well stay then," while trying not to throw up.
"I bet Rukia is waiting for you outside to see if you try to leave. Probably has her shoe ready for your other nut," Keigo said. Ichigo knew that this was probably true. He leaned against a desk and then waved them goodbye as he "adjusted" himself and got ready to get on with the cleaning.
Orihime had already started tidying up. When she saw her name on the board she jumped out of her chair, knocking over her desk, and yelled with joy. Tatsuki was the first one to run over to her and ask her what had happened. When Orihime pointed out to her that she'd been chosen to clean the classroom WITH Ichigo, Tatsuki simple shook her head and helped Orihime get her desk back in order.
Orihime threw herself into her duties, waiting for Ichigo to join her. She kept herself busy so she wouldn't keep looking around for him. It had felt like hours had gone by while she hurried through cleaning the blackboard, desks, tables, and chairs. She hadn't even noticed that everyone else had left the classroom until Ichigo said, "Pass me the broom will ya?"
She jumped slightly at the sound of his voice. Then she quickly recovered, grabbed the broom and ran across the room with it. She tripped on her way to him and crashed into a desk. Ichigo watched her fall, not being able to get to her in time. She ended up sprawled partway across a desk, partway on the floor. "You ok Orihime?" he asked.
"Sorry I wasn't paying attention to where I was going," she said meekly.
Ichigo helped her up. "You really have to start being more careful Orihime. Tatsuki and I won't be there all the time to pick you up when you fall. When you're older you'll have to take care of yourself."
"But why won't you be around Ichigo? Don't you want to be my friend after we get out of school?" Orihime's face was tense as she felt as if Ichigo was rejecting her.
Ichigo saw the expression on her face and thought about what he'd said. His future did look very different now since all the shinigami stuff had happened. He wasn't sure where he was headed or what path his life would take, but he knew one thing for sure, "I take that back, I will be there. We all will be." Orihime smiled from ear to ear, relieved to her very bones.
Once all of the cleaning was done, they put the cleaning supplies away. Ichigo started to pick up his own things and was about to leave but then he noticed Orihime's expression. He recognized her sad expression – he'd seen it too many times before, even though she always tried to hide it. At that moment, she looked as if she were trying to avoid his line of sight. Ichigo decided to ask what was going on, how had she gone from happy to sad in such a short period of time?
"Uh, Orihime? You almost ready to go?"
"She quickly turned around and said, "Yes," with a wide smile on her face.
"That's the smile she uses when she's trying to hide sadness or disappointment," he thought to himself. Then he had an idea, "Well it's kinda late, I guess I'll walk you home."
Orihime was speechless. She had hoped he'd offer because she knew she didn't have the courage to ask him herself, but the fact that he'd actually said he'd walk her home still surprised her. Joy rippled through her like a bright pink ribbon carried on a warm breeze.
Just a few minutes later Orihime was ready to leave. They both headed out. Even though she was thrilled just to be walking with Ichigo, Orihime still felt tension throughout her body. She wanted to talk to him, but she was nervous that she'd say the wrong thing. Their walk continued in silence.
Ichigo himself didn't feel much like talking so he figured he wouldn't. He was enjoying this quiet walk with his friend. But Orihime was rambling in her mind about how she should say something. "Maybe I should ask him how his studies are going? No, no, no, then he'll think I just focus on school. Well maybe I can ask about Tatsuki's tournament? NO, NO, NO. Then he'll be thinking of Tatsuki. I guess I could ask about his family. NO, NO, NO, NO! He'll then not want to go home and probably run away and we'll find him in some alley in China. He'll be shot up on **** and have limbs missing from the different bar and gang fights he would have been in. I can't do that to his sisters . . . "
The harder Orihime though the more outlandish the options seemed to her. As she thought of all the possible things she could talk to Ichigo about, and the things that may happen to him if she suggested the wrong subject, she didn't know that her facial expressions were changing along with her thoughts. Ichigo thought she might be in pain or something, so he broke the silence as they neared her house, "We're here Orihime."
She wanted to kick herself for not saying anything. Instead, since Ichigo already started to walk away she yelled in desperation, "ICHIGO WILL YOU COME INSIDE AND HAVE DINNER WITH ME!"
Ichigo was baffled at her request. He paused in the street, thinking of what the outcome of having dinner with Orihime might lead to. One was embarrassment at the idea that she asked to have a private dinner with him. The other was the pain his stomach would most certainly experience from eating one of Orihime's concoctions.
He turned around slowly and saw that Orihime's face was very serious, a tad bit red, and she was pouting at him. He had a fight or flight decision to make.