[Log] Isshin, Ryuuken
Title: The Daddies Ditch Daycare
Characters: Isshin (lotus_seed), Ryuuken (thenakedcat)
Rating: PG
Timeline: September 9, 2007
Summary: Playing hooky isn't just for the children anymore.
Isshin was finally enjoying a deep, dreamless sleep, after a string of fitful, anxious nights. He was smiling faintly as he wriggled deeper into the cloud-like bed, until the ugliest sound in the world disturbed him. For although Ryuuken had an impressive musical library, he was all-business about waking up for work, and had his alarm clock set to buzz loudly.
"NOOOOOO!!!" Isshin protested loudly, burrowing deeper into Ryuuken's bony collarbone to show his displeasure.
"ACKPHBBBBT." Ryuuken wasn't any happier about the rude awakening, OR about the fact that Isshin seemed to be trying to dig a strip-mine in his chest. It hadn't been the best sleep in the world--it usually wasn't when he was off his meds--but it had been with Isshin instead of alone, so nothing else had been important. "GET OFF OR I WON'T BE ABLE TO MAKE IT STOP." The volume and the jarring noise weren't just because he was such a tight-ass about getting up on time. An insomniac with low blood pressure is not likely to be able to crawl out of bed for anything else.
Isshin threw an arm over his eyes and rolled over to free Ryuuken from his weight, nearly rolling off of the couch in the process. "I dun' wanna get up," he groaned and hid his face in a throw pillow. As he laid there, he slowly assessed the situation. Ryuuken's couch... with Ryuuken... the standoff from the night before.... As one weight lifted from his heart, another sank in uneasily. Now that their emotions had settled a bit, he would likely have to explain his use of the L word, and he wasn't sure he could put words to his feelings.
As soon as he was no longer pinned by his burly lover, Ryuuken was off the couch and hurrying for the bedroom to shut off the alarm. As its beeping was cut off like a knife, he felt the beginnings of an impressive migraine retreat just a bit. Then he was stumbling towards the bathroom to get his pills and a glass of water. It wasn't until he came back to the living room rinsing the bitter medicine taste out of his mouth that he noticed the look on Isshin's face. "Oh, DON'T give me the eye like that. I know perfectly well you don't like me going in to the office when I'm chemically fucked."
Isshin rubbed at his face, hoping it would help rouse him. "You planned on going to the office?" he asked, as if they didn't normally go to work on weekday mornings. He scratched idly, and noticed that he really needed to pee.
"Doncha think... maybe we can call in sick?"
Ryuuken stretched, inducing his spine to snap, crackle, and pop like breakfast cereal. "No, I plan on going to my nice ergonomic bed. You call in sick. I already called in resigned, and I don't feel like fixing all that this early in the morning."
Isshin propped himself up with one hand. Resigned? How could he talk about it like that after what happened last night?
Was it okay to follow Ryuuken to bed, or did Isshin misunderstand everything, and he resigned the relationship as well?
"You're not... you're not actually going through with that resignation stuff are you?" he asked pensively, though his mind clearly wasn't fully functional this morning.
"Of COURSE not." Ryuuken's reply was somewhat muffled as he was hugging the bed like it was his best friend. "I just don't want to have to explain to the Peanut Gallery about how Mommy and Daddy had a fight but now everything is fine and they aren't ever going to get a divorce RIGHT NOW."
Isshin exhaled in relief.
This also meant that he was allowed back into the marital bed, as it were. So he pushed himself off of the couch, and stumbled toward Ryuuken's room -- but not before stopping in the small bathroom. When he arrived at the bedside, he smiled at the way Ryuuken was embracing the bed, then scooted himself in between the covers. "Hey - why doncha give some of that to me?"
Ryuuken made room for his lover with only minimal grumbling and then glomped onto Isshin, needing more reassurance that they weren't going to be parted. "Can't say I'm looking forward to having to face everyone tomorrow, though..."
"Yeah, maybe we can send them a memo or something instead," Isshin mumbled and pulled Ryuuken against his chest. The familiar feel and smells comforted him, and let his muscles relax once again. "Hey, dya have to cancel that plane ticket, or is it one of those nonrefundable ones?"
The sleeping pill Ryuuken had taken in the bathroom was starting to make itself known. He was planting lazy kisses on Isshin's jaw as he mumbled, "Nonrefundable, for all the good it'll do me. Nothing in England I care to see alone..."
Isshin turned toward the kisses and returned them softly while considering the ticket and their mutual desire to avoid the kids at Soul Society. "You know... I could get a ticket and go with you. But we gotta come back," he added quickly, sucking on Ryuuken's lip briefly because he could be so cute when sedated.
Sleepy giggles from the other side of the pillow. "You...in England...that's almost silly enough to be a good idea..." Ryuuken settled himself in more comfortably. "'S not a very romantic place to go on honeymoon, all rainy and proper."
The giggles invited an assgrope. God, it felt good to be back together - "We could make it really improper, you know," Isshin drawled and nipped at Ryuuken's ear. "Hey 'Ken, can we do it in your mom's herb garden or something?"
The ass squirmed deliciously at the grope. "Only if I c'n wear the leather dress...'f we're gonna piss her off, gotta do it right..." Ever so very softly, voice shaking just a tad, he whispered, "God but I love you, Isshin."
Isshin's heart surged. He had never really expected to hear such an admission from Ryuuken, though on some level he had hoped for it. He couldn't press enough kisses along Ryuuken's cheekbones and temple, couldn't hold him close enough. Too bad he was too tired to sex Ryuuken up the way he wanted to, and the way Ryuuken deserved.
"So," he spoke in between kisses, "I'll email the kids - tell 'em we'll be back in a few weeks and to be good?"
Ryuuken was nearly asleep by that point, but he still managed to say with surprising firmness, "TWO weeks only, and Ise and Ukitake are in charge." Then he was off to dream and drool a little on Isshin.
Isshin sighed with a resigned smile. He supposed Ryuuken, who seemed to know everything, also knew that he wouldn't be able to sex him up properly, so opted to get some sleep. Isshin reached for Ryuuken's laptop, determined to get one piece of business done before going back to sleep for the rest of the day:
Hi guys,
Mom and Dad had a fight, but we're better now. We're not getting divorced. Actually, we're gonna go away for a few weeks, and we're leaving Ukitake and Ise in charge. So be good and we'll see you when we get back.
Love,
Isshin
Characters: Isshin (lotus_seed), Ryuuken (thenakedcat)
Rating: PG
Timeline: September 9, 2007
Summary: Playing hooky isn't just for the children anymore.
Isshin was finally enjoying a deep, dreamless sleep, after a string of fitful, anxious nights. He was smiling faintly as he wriggled deeper into the cloud-like bed, until the ugliest sound in the world disturbed him. For although Ryuuken had an impressive musical library, he was all-business about waking up for work, and had his alarm clock set to buzz loudly.
"NOOOOOO!!!" Isshin protested loudly, burrowing deeper into Ryuuken's bony collarbone to show his displeasure.
"ACKPHBBBBT." Ryuuken wasn't any happier about the rude awakening, OR about the fact that Isshin seemed to be trying to dig a strip-mine in his chest. It hadn't been the best sleep in the world--it usually wasn't when he was off his meds--but it had been with Isshin instead of alone, so nothing else had been important. "GET OFF OR I WON'T BE ABLE TO MAKE IT STOP." The volume and the jarring noise weren't just because he was such a tight-ass about getting up on time. An insomniac with low blood pressure is not likely to be able to crawl out of bed for anything else.
Isshin threw an arm over his eyes and rolled over to free Ryuuken from his weight, nearly rolling off of the couch in the process. "I dun' wanna get up," he groaned and hid his face in a throw pillow. As he laid there, he slowly assessed the situation. Ryuuken's couch... with Ryuuken... the standoff from the night before.... As one weight lifted from his heart, another sank in uneasily. Now that their emotions had settled a bit, he would likely have to explain his use of the L word, and he wasn't sure he could put words to his feelings.
As soon as he was no longer pinned by his burly lover, Ryuuken was off the couch and hurrying for the bedroom to shut off the alarm. As its beeping was cut off like a knife, he felt the beginnings of an impressive migraine retreat just a bit. Then he was stumbling towards the bathroom to get his pills and a glass of water. It wasn't until he came back to the living room rinsing the bitter medicine taste out of his mouth that he noticed the look on Isshin's face. "Oh, DON'T give me the eye like that. I know perfectly well you don't like me going in to the office when I'm chemically fucked."
Isshin rubbed at his face, hoping it would help rouse him. "You planned on going to the office?" he asked, as if they didn't normally go to work on weekday mornings. He scratched idly, and noticed that he really needed to pee.
"Doncha think... maybe we can call in sick?"
Ryuuken stretched, inducing his spine to snap, crackle, and pop like breakfast cereal. "No, I plan on going to my nice ergonomic bed. You call in sick. I already called in resigned, and I don't feel like fixing all that this early in the morning."
Isshin propped himself up with one hand. Resigned? How could he talk about it like that after what happened last night?
Was it okay to follow Ryuuken to bed, or did Isshin misunderstand everything, and he resigned the relationship as well?
"You're not... you're not actually going through with that resignation stuff are you?" he asked pensively, though his mind clearly wasn't fully functional this morning.
"Of COURSE not." Ryuuken's reply was somewhat muffled as he was hugging the bed like it was his best friend. "I just don't want to have to explain to the Peanut Gallery about how Mommy and Daddy had a fight but now everything is fine and they aren't ever going to get a divorce RIGHT NOW."
Isshin exhaled in relief.
This also meant that he was allowed back into the marital bed, as it were. So he pushed himself off of the couch, and stumbled toward Ryuuken's room -- but not before stopping in the small bathroom. When he arrived at the bedside, he smiled at the way Ryuuken was embracing the bed, then scooted himself in between the covers. "Hey - why doncha give some of that to me?"
Ryuuken made room for his lover with only minimal grumbling and then glomped onto Isshin, needing more reassurance that they weren't going to be parted. "Can't say I'm looking forward to having to face everyone tomorrow, though..."
"Yeah, maybe we can send them a memo or something instead," Isshin mumbled and pulled Ryuuken against his chest. The familiar feel and smells comforted him, and let his muscles relax once again. "Hey, dya have to cancel that plane ticket, or is it one of those nonrefundable ones?"
The sleeping pill Ryuuken had taken in the bathroom was starting to make itself known. He was planting lazy kisses on Isshin's jaw as he mumbled, "Nonrefundable, for all the good it'll do me. Nothing in England I care to see alone..."
Isshin turned toward the kisses and returned them softly while considering the ticket and their mutual desire to avoid the kids at Soul Society. "You know... I could get a ticket and go with you. But we gotta come back," he added quickly, sucking on Ryuuken's lip briefly because he could be so cute when sedated.
Sleepy giggles from the other side of the pillow. "You...in England...that's almost silly enough to be a good idea..." Ryuuken settled himself in more comfortably. "'S not a very romantic place to go on honeymoon, all rainy and proper."
The giggles invited an assgrope. God, it felt good to be back together - "We could make it really improper, you know," Isshin drawled and nipped at Ryuuken's ear. "Hey 'Ken, can we do it in your mom's herb garden or something?"
The ass squirmed deliciously at the grope. "Only if I c'n wear the leather dress...'f we're gonna piss her off, gotta do it right..." Ever so very softly, voice shaking just a tad, he whispered, "God but I love you, Isshin."
Isshin's heart surged. He had never really expected to hear such an admission from Ryuuken, though on some level he had hoped for it. He couldn't press enough kisses along Ryuuken's cheekbones and temple, couldn't hold him close enough. Too bad he was too tired to sex Ryuuken up the way he wanted to, and the way Ryuuken deserved.
"So," he spoke in between kisses, "I'll email the kids - tell 'em we'll be back in a few weeks and to be good?"
Ryuuken was nearly asleep by that point, but he still managed to say with surprising firmness, "TWO weeks only, and Ise and Ukitake are in charge." Then he was off to dream and drool a little on Isshin.
Isshin sighed with a resigned smile. He supposed Ryuuken, who seemed to know everything, also knew that he wouldn't be able to sex him up properly, so opted to get some sleep. Isshin reached for Ryuuken's laptop, determined to get one piece of business done before going back to sleep for the rest of the day:
Hi guys,
Mom and Dad had a fight, but we're better now. We're not getting divorced. Actually, we're gonna go away for a few weeks, and we're leaving Ukitake and Ise in charge. So be good and we'll see you when we get back.
Love,
Isshin