Danger
Title: Honourable Intentions
Characters: Ichigo, Momo (implied Ichigo/Toushirou)
Disclaimer: The only bleach I own has the name Clorox in front of it.
Mission_Insane Prompt: Espionage-Danger (1/10 or 3/200)
Ichigo was used to danger.
With a dad whose love comes in the form of a foot to the face, a friend whose idea of cheering up is hollow hunting, and a boyfriend who gives him a cold shoulder (or an arm or leg or whatever part he doesn't move fast enough) when angered, Ichigo has long since acclimated himself to being surrounded by danger.
"So" a deceptively soft voice says above the teen. "Do we understand each other?"
"Ha...Hai." Ichigo chokes out trying to keep his adam's apple from colliding with the zanpuktou on his neck.
Ichigo silently replays everything in his mind to figure out what caused him to be in this predictment.
Suddenly noticing a slight drop in temperature, the brunette sheathes her weapon and suddenly the evil she-demon that literally held him at sword-point transforms into the shy, sweet sister of his beloved grumpypants (not that he'd ever say that out loud and keep his balls).
"Ah." Toushirou enters the room with a slight smile on his face. "Are you both getting along well," he asks as he sits to the table and begins to pour tea.
"Yes, Shirou-chan." Momo stays ignoring the vein the popped up on her brother's head. "Me and Ichigo-san just had to clear the air a bit.," she says her sweet voice at odds with the malicious glare she sends Ichigo over Toushirou's head.
Ichigo wonders if maybe Toushioru's meet the family meeting was easier.
Note: I do have the sequels partly ready (The Crazy Sister Chronicles) but I'll post those after the holidays
Characters: Ichigo, Momo (implied Ichigo/Toushirou)
Disclaimer: The only bleach I own has the name Clorox in front of it.
Mission_Insane Prompt: Espionage-Danger (1/10 or 3/200)
Ichigo was used to danger.
With a dad whose love comes in the form of a foot to the face, a friend whose idea of cheering up is hollow hunting, and a boyfriend who gives him a cold shoulder (or an arm or leg or whatever part he doesn't move fast enough) when angered, Ichigo has long since acclimated himself to being surrounded by danger.
"So" a deceptively soft voice says above the teen. "Do we understand each other?"
"Ha...Hai." Ichigo chokes out trying to keep his adam's apple from colliding with the zanpuktou on his neck.
Ichigo silently replays everything in his mind to figure out what caused him to be in this predictment.
Suddenly noticing a slight drop in temperature, the brunette sheathes her weapon and suddenly the evil she-demon that literally held him at sword-point transforms into the shy, sweet sister of his beloved grumpypants (not that he'd ever say that out loud and keep his balls).
"Ah." Toushirou enters the room with a slight smile on his face. "Are you both getting along well," he asks as he sits to the table and begins to pour tea.
"Yes, Shirou-chan." Momo stays ignoring the vein the popped up on her brother's head. "Me and Ichigo-san just had to clear the air a bit.," she says her sweet voice at odds with the malicious glare she sends Ichigo over Toushirou's head.
Ichigo wonders if maybe Toushioru's meet the family meeting was easier.
Note: I do have the sequels partly ready (The Crazy Sister Chronicles) but I'll post those after the holidays