Charming Devil
Title: Charming Devil
Fandom: Bleach
Characters/Pairings: Shunsui/Lisa
Warnings: Vague spoilers for 365, I guess? Oh, and for the Soul Society arc, though we all know about those by now, hopefully. :3
A/N: This was another of the drabbles I wrote for Taisa...because my brain flopped on Byakuya/Hisana, which is probably the hardest canon pairing I have ever tried (and failed) to write in my life. xD;; Anyway, enjoy~
She supposes it’s a moot point, since she’s a vizard now and will probably never see him again, but Lisa thinks she can admit to herself that perhaps…just perhaps, she might have hosted just the…slightest bit of a…crush on her captain while she was in Soul Society.
He was lazy, frustrating, and perverted to the core, but there was just…something about Shunsui Kyoraku that had a whole lot of charm. She doesn’t know what it was-which was all the more infuriating-but something about the way Shunsui smiled and tipped his hat down over the side of his face when he flirted with her and told her how lovely she looked had a way of making her heart skip a beat, and she hated how he made her feel indecisive about whether she should slap him for being a pervert or flush and thank him for the compliment and she’d usually smack him just for making her feel that way and she always tried to remind herself that he was a no-good, lazy, perverted drunkard of a captain…
…But damn, he was a charming one. Lisa had figured he was some sort of devil; there was no way a man could be so frustrating and obnoxious and…and…and annoying but still somehow manage to make a girl go weak at the knees with just the right glint in his eyes when he smiled.
So when she escaped Soul Society with the other vizards along with Yoruichi and Urahara, she was pretty sure she had no regrets-any and all ties with the Seireitei had been cut right then and there, but as the decades wore on, Lisa could admit…that she might miss her former captain, just a little bit.
It wasn’t that Shinji wasn’t a good leader, for he was an excellent one. Maybe even a better leader than Captain Kyoraku-he didn’t take naps at inconvenient times, he didn’t go and get himself drunk whenever the opportunity presented itself, he didn’t flirt with the female vizards when there was work he had to do…but he had no flair, no style like her captain did. He didn’t wear a flamboyant pink haori over his clothes, he didn’t have a straw hat to pull over his eyes for effect when he talked, he didn’t talk to everyone in that easy, familiar way that her captain always had. Shinji was no Shunsui Kyoraku.
And when they went out to join the fight against Aizen, she couldn’t help but feel the least bit excited, not only because she could finally get Aizen back for turning her into this thing that was neither shinigami nor hollow, but because she would get a chance to see Kyoraku again. She could admit that to herself, at the very least.
I can’t believe it…you’ve gotten so pretty since I last saw you.
And she feels as if she’s back in the Soul Society again, as if nothing has changed over the last hundred years, because the way he grins at her, even all bruised and bloody and without his hat, as he says that is enough to steal her breath away and make her heart race as if she’s just been in a fight with a Menos, and it just infuriates her that even after a century, a century she’s spent training and becoming stronger than ever, Shunsui can make her knees feel like jelly with just a glance.
She hates how he can still do this to her after a century apart, during which she was supposed to forget and move on, and just a slap doesn’t feel good enough this time. Instead, kicking him in the jaw somehow feels immensely satisfying.
Because, even after all these years, Kyoraku is still a charming devil.
Fandom: Bleach
Characters/Pairings: Shunsui/Lisa
Warnings: Vague spoilers for 365, I guess? Oh, and for the Soul Society arc, though we all know about those by now, hopefully. :3
A/N: This was another of the drabbles I wrote for Taisa...because my brain flopped on Byakuya/Hisana, which is probably the hardest canon pairing I have ever tried (and failed) to write in my life. xD;; Anyway, enjoy~
She supposes it’s a moot point, since she’s a vizard now and will probably never see him again, but Lisa thinks she can admit to herself that perhaps…just perhaps, she might have hosted just the…slightest bit of a…crush on her captain while she was in Soul Society.
He was lazy, frustrating, and perverted to the core, but there was just…something about Shunsui Kyoraku that had a whole lot of charm. She doesn’t know what it was-which was all the more infuriating-but something about the way Shunsui smiled and tipped his hat down over the side of his face when he flirted with her and told her how lovely she looked had a way of making her heart skip a beat, and she hated how he made her feel indecisive about whether she should slap him for being a pervert or flush and thank him for the compliment and she’d usually smack him just for making her feel that way and she always tried to remind herself that he was a no-good, lazy, perverted drunkard of a captain…
…But damn, he was a charming one. Lisa had figured he was some sort of devil; there was no way a man could be so frustrating and obnoxious and…and…and annoying but still somehow manage to make a girl go weak at the knees with just the right glint in his eyes when he smiled.
So when she escaped Soul Society with the other vizards along with Yoruichi and Urahara, she was pretty sure she had no regrets-any and all ties with the Seireitei had been cut right then and there, but as the decades wore on, Lisa could admit…that she might miss her former captain, just a little bit.
It wasn’t that Shinji wasn’t a good leader, for he was an excellent one. Maybe even a better leader than Captain Kyoraku-he didn’t take naps at inconvenient times, he didn’t go and get himself drunk whenever the opportunity presented itself, he didn’t flirt with the female vizards when there was work he had to do…but he had no flair, no style like her captain did. He didn’t wear a flamboyant pink haori over his clothes, he didn’t have a straw hat to pull over his eyes for effect when he talked, he didn’t talk to everyone in that easy, familiar way that her captain always had. Shinji was no Shunsui Kyoraku.
And when they went out to join the fight against Aizen, she couldn’t help but feel the least bit excited, not only because she could finally get Aizen back for turning her into this thing that was neither shinigami nor hollow, but because she would get a chance to see Kyoraku again. She could admit that to herself, at the very least.
I can’t believe it…you’ve gotten so pretty since I last saw you.
And she feels as if she’s back in the Soul Society again, as if nothing has changed over the last hundred years, because the way he grins at her, even all bruised and bloody and without his hat, as he says that is enough to steal her breath away and make her heart race as if she’s just been in a fight with a Menos, and it just infuriates her that even after a century, a century she’s spent training and becoming stronger than ever, Shunsui can make her knees feel like jelly with just a glance.
She hates how he can still do this to her after a century apart, during which she was supposed to forget and move on, and just a slap doesn’t feel good enough this time. Instead, kicking him in the jaw somehow feels immensely satisfying.
Because, even after all these years, Kyoraku is still a charming devil.