Title: Boy Love 2
Series: Bleach
Pairing/Characters: Hisagi Shuuhei, Matsumoto Rangiku (Characters by Tite Kubo)
Warnings: None
Notes: Matsumoto's at it again. I suggest you read
Boy Love before you read this one. ^_^ Oh, and it's probably helpful to know that 9th Division prints up the Seireitei newsletter!
“Rangiku,” he said weakly. She was smiling at him, hands clasped behind her back and her charm working full-blast.
“Yes, Shuuhei?” Oh gods, he thought. Her flirty voice.
“You know I can’t possibly print this.”
“Oh, Shuuhei, why not? I can guarantee it’ll be popular. Very popular.”
“That’s…that’s not the issue.”
“Then there’s no problem.”
“Actually, there is. If I print this, Muguruma-san will kill you.”
Matsumoto laughed, and fear sank it’s claws deeper into Hisagi’s flesh. Saying no to Matsumoto Rangiku was not something he was successful at. “Rangiku.”
She sighed. “Really, Shuuhei, I was counting on you.”
Hisagi was aghast at the words that next came out of his mouth. “I suppose, if you change the details, I might-”
“Oh, I knew you could!” She threw her arms around his neck. “Now, which details? Was I really right about the size of Muguruma-san’s-”
“Rangiku!” Hisagi felt his face burn with the flush that had suddenly enveloped it. “I meant our names. And the tattoos.”
“But then no one will know it’s about the two of you.”
“That is the point. You have to stop using real people in your fiction. Especially if you insist on writing…er, these…um, romances.”
“Oh, Shuuhei honey, it’s smut. Plain and simple. You don’t have to dress it up. And women love it. You remember how many copies you made of my last compilation…”
“Shhh! Those were for your private use. I did not read any of it. And I did not, in fact, print them, remember?”
“Yes, yes. Sorry. It’s really not that big a deal, though.”
“It is. If Renji found out-”
“Abarai-kun knows I write this stuff. He wouldn’t be that angry. And Yumichika and Madarame-san don’t mind.”
Hisagi’s stomach gave a sick little lurch at the mention of the 11th Division members. He didn’t want to know anything more than that.
“Just make the changes, and I’ll think about it.”
“Alright,” she sighed, then smiled as she leaned even closer. “You didn’t tell me if I was right about the size of Muguruma-san’s-”
“Rangiku!”
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Prelude to Part Three