Giftfic
So Tri's been feeling ill lately, and wasn't having a good morning. She requested that I write a ficlet Janet and I sort-of discussed on Janet's LJ, and gave me permission to post it.
Title: Four Captains, Zero Inhibitions
Author: Me/Nadat/Jackie
Word Count: 615
Rating: PG
Characters: Kisuke, Isshin, Shunsui, Jyuushiro
Summary: Streaking.
“Well. That meeting was interesting.” Kisuke’s eyes sparkled. Being yelled at by Yamamoto always amused him.
Shunsui shook his head, chuckling, and started pouring sake. After most Captain’s meetings the four friends gathered at his place: Kisuke, Jyuushiro, Isshin, and himself. “You did deserve it, again. Making his fundoshi talk… I don’t know where you come up with half of these ideas.”
“Dibs on being the source of the other half,” Isshin quipped, accepting the cup happily.
“As we all know far too well.” Jyuushiro took a sip.
Kisuke snickered. “Like you’re one to talk. You wind up giving Shunsui more ideas than he can use.”
“It’s not intentional!” Despite the denial, Jyuushiro was grinning.
Shunsui sat back down, done pouring. “I don’t know how you can top that, though. I’ll never forget the look on Retsu-kun’s face when she got propositioned by a voice coming from Yama-jii’s hakama…”
“I don’t think any of us even want to forget.” Isshin grinned. “Though I bet the Old Man does…”
“I wonder how he’ll make us regret it.” For a moment, Kisuke looked thoughtful.
Jyuushiro shook his head. “Your third seat would love a chance to prove himself to be smart. Kurotsuchi would leap at any idea Yamamoto-soutaichou gave him.”
“Like he’d be able to do anything. Tessai-fukataichou keeps him in check.” Isshin waved a hand dismissively.
“He could always try to make all of our clothes talk.” Shunsui was just tossing the idea out there. He didn’t really think it could happen.
“Then we should take them all off. And go streaking.” Kisuke managed to keep a completely straight face.
“Oh, not this again,” Jyuushiro said. “Last time we went without kimono or haori, and it started raining, and I had a cold for five weeks. And Retsu-kun didn’t let me out of her sight for almost five months!”
“It’s sunny today.” Kisuke was grinning from ear to ear. Most people took this as a sign to run for the hills.
“And warm.” Shunsui returned the grin, and set down the sake cup, a rare occasion.
“Not a cloud in the sky!” Isshin was already pulling off his sandals.
Jyuushiro buried his head in his palms. “I like fun. But… there are rational ways to have it…”
Kisuke was down to fundoshi and tabi when he reached down and pulled Jyuushiro to his feet. “Play with us!”
Isshin somehow was already naked. “The more the merrier!”
“I’ll watch.” Jyuushiro tried to sit down.
“My, you’re more perverted than me!” Shunsui helped Isshin pull off Ukitake’s haori.
“I didn’t mean it like… oh, why do I even try.” Smiling in a resigned fashion, Ukitake joined his friends in preparing.
“That’s the spirit! Sort of. Grin more!” True to his advice, Kisuke sported a maniacal grin and nothing else.
“Okay. We go from here, to Soukyoku Hill, to the Fourth, and back here?” Isshin’s hand was already on the door.
“Take the Fourth out of that, please. I really don’t want another lecture from Retsu-kun. I prefer to leave those for Kenpachi-kun.” Ukitake shook his head.
“Hah! ‘Would you stop leaving before your healed? Why did you let them take on something stronger than them? Stop dripping blood all over my floors!’ She’s certainly good at the lecturing.” Shunsui nodded. “No Fourth. Maybe to the Eleventh? Kenpachi-kun might get a laugh out of it.”
“Perfect, since Yachiru’s at the vice-captain’s meeting now too, and won’t see anything! Ready?” Kisuke took up a runner’s stance.
Everyone nodded. Isshin threw open the door.
Forty-nine minutes later the order for exile came from both Yamamoto’s office and the Central Room 46’s office, much to the dismay of every woman in Sereitei.
~*~
Spring cleaning update: Dresser complete now too.
Title: Four Captains, Zero Inhibitions
Author: Me/Nadat/Jackie
Word Count: 615
Rating: PG
Characters: Kisuke, Isshin, Shunsui, Jyuushiro
Summary: Streaking.
“Well. That meeting was interesting.” Kisuke’s eyes sparkled. Being yelled at by Yamamoto always amused him.
Shunsui shook his head, chuckling, and started pouring sake. After most Captain’s meetings the four friends gathered at his place: Kisuke, Jyuushiro, Isshin, and himself. “You did deserve it, again. Making his fundoshi talk… I don’t know where you come up with half of these ideas.”
“Dibs on being the source of the other half,” Isshin quipped, accepting the cup happily.
“As we all know far too well.” Jyuushiro took a sip.
Kisuke snickered. “Like you’re one to talk. You wind up giving Shunsui more ideas than he can use.”
“It’s not intentional!” Despite the denial, Jyuushiro was grinning.
Shunsui sat back down, done pouring. “I don’t know how you can top that, though. I’ll never forget the look on Retsu-kun’s face when she got propositioned by a voice coming from Yama-jii’s hakama…”
“I don’t think any of us even want to forget.” Isshin grinned. “Though I bet the Old Man does…”
“I wonder how he’ll make us regret it.” For a moment, Kisuke looked thoughtful.
Jyuushiro shook his head. “Your third seat would love a chance to prove himself to be smart. Kurotsuchi would leap at any idea Yamamoto-soutaichou gave him.”
“Like he’d be able to do anything. Tessai-fukataichou keeps him in check.” Isshin waved a hand dismissively.
“He could always try to make all of our clothes talk.” Shunsui was just tossing the idea out there. He didn’t really think it could happen.
“Then we should take them all off. And go streaking.” Kisuke managed to keep a completely straight face.
“Oh, not this again,” Jyuushiro said. “Last time we went without kimono or haori, and it started raining, and I had a cold for five weeks. And Retsu-kun didn’t let me out of her sight for almost five months!”
“It’s sunny today.” Kisuke was grinning from ear to ear. Most people took this as a sign to run for the hills.
“And warm.” Shunsui returned the grin, and set down the sake cup, a rare occasion.
“Not a cloud in the sky!” Isshin was already pulling off his sandals.
Jyuushiro buried his head in his palms. “I like fun. But… there are rational ways to have it…”
Kisuke was down to fundoshi and tabi when he reached down and pulled Jyuushiro to his feet. “Play with us!”
Isshin somehow was already naked. “The more the merrier!”
“I’ll watch.” Jyuushiro tried to sit down.
“My, you’re more perverted than me!” Shunsui helped Isshin pull off Ukitake’s haori.
“I didn’t mean it like… oh, why do I even try.” Smiling in a resigned fashion, Ukitake joined his friends in preparing.
“That’s the spirit! Sort of. Grin more!” True to his advice, Kisuke sported a maniacal grin and nothing else.
“Okay. We go from here, to Soukyoku Hill, to the Fourth, and back here?” Isshin’s hand was already on the door.
“Take the Fourth out of that, please. I really don’t want another lecture from Retsu-kun. I prefer to leave those for Kenpachi-kun.” Ukitake shook his head.
“Hah! ‘Would you stop leaving before your healed? Why did you let them take on something stronger than them? Stop dripping blood all over my floors!’ She’s certainly good at the lecturing.” Shunsui nodded. “No Fourth. Maybe to the Eleventh? Kenpachi-kun might get a laugh out of it.”
“Perfect, since Yachiru’s at the vice-captain’s meeting now too, and won’t see anything! Ready?” Kisuke took up a runner’s stance.
Everyone nodded. Isshin threw open the door.
Forty-nine minutes later the order for exile came from both Yamamoto’s office and the Central Room 46’s office, much to the dismay of every woman in Sereitei.
~*~
Spring cleaning update: Dresser complete now too.