Bleach Drabble (143-144)
I don't know, I have nothing to say about the following, really. o.o
*goes back to watching Stargate SG-1* teehee.
143.
Title: Motherly
Rating: G
Pairing/Character/s: Yuzu
Word Count: 828
Warning/s: Uuum, spoilers for maybe the first like, 2 volumes of the manga but really, we’re all ahead of that right? Right.
Summary: A day in the life of Kurosaki Yuzu.
Dedication: Mom, of course.
A/N: So my brother calls my mom today at 9:30 in the morning and says that it’s his turn on their weekly rotation to have their lunch break at our house. And thus, we need to be prepared to feed 7 football players at 11:30 the same morning. My mom somehow manages to make orange chicken, economy-sized plates of chicken fried rice and lo mein, egg-drop soup, beef and broccoli (with MUSHROOMS), and brownies in the 2 hours my brother gave us to be ready. I have no words.
She still can’t quite reach the highest shelves in the kitchen, even with the step stool, so they’ve had to make space in the bottom cabinets with more economy than they might have had Masaki been there.
And she has to go to the grocery store a lot because there’s only so much a little girl on foot can carry home at one time, which means she goes almost every day after school. She knows how to pick the freshest vegetables and to look for the lowest prices, she compares newspaper adds every weekend and clips coupons and keeps them in her backpack, next to her Hello Kitty pencil case and her four-function calculator.
She also has to remember that Karin doesn’t like pickled plums and Isshin does, that Ichigo hates cauliflower but will eat broccoli, while Karin will eat both and Isshin will have neither. Karin is allergic to peanuts, her father only likes red beans when they’re pasty and not beany, and Ichigo ironically, prefers grape jelly over strawberry jam.
When she does laundry she always has to check Isshin’s pockets for pens or candies or strange things like interestingly-shaped rocks that he picked up, named, and decided to keep, because she forgot to check them once and every single one of his white lab coats came out of the wash with dark ink stains. She’d cried for days after that because it was such a waste and a stupid mistake and she should have known better, but her dad still wears those lab coats because he says they’re more interesting now than they were before, and plain white is boring after all, isn’t it? She doesn’t think it looks very professional, but she’s grateful that he hadn’t gotten mad at her for the accident, though she’s one by one, switching out the ruined coats for new ones over the course of time.
Her day starts an hour and a half before the rest of the household is, she starts by making the parts of her family’s lunches that she hadn’t been able to make the night before, finishing off their bentos and packing them up appropriately before she starts on breakfast. Scrambled eggs for Karin, sunny-side up for her father, over-easy for Ichigo. Toast for everyone and three different kinds of spread- butter, grape jelly, strawberry jam. Then it’s off to school with Karin and after classes end, she goes to the store while her sister stays for after school activities. She gets home with her groceries and puts them away before she starts the rice in the cooker, and then she goes to change into her nurse’s uniform to go help out at the clinic. She stops around six, changes back into her house clothes, and begins dinner promptly thereafter, because Karin is home by then and can help out with the patients while she cooks.
Once dinner’s ready, she washes the dishes leftover from breakfast that morning as her family drifts in after her. They eat together and then she and Karin clean up while her brother trudges upstairs with an extra helping of food (he seems to be eating a lot more these days, which means buying extra at the store) and her father goes to check in on the stay-over patients and prepare for work in the morning.
After cleaning is done she starts on making lunch for everyone tomorrow, at least, the parts that will keep nicely in the fridge until morning. Karin goes to start her homework and Yuzu finishes up in the kitchen with her cleaning and preparations for the next day. She takes her apron off and hangs it up when she’s done, grabbing her book bag from the table and going up to her room to start her homework.
She finishes long after Karin has gone to bed, and after changing and brushing her teeth she prepares her uniform for tomorrow, being as quiet as she can so she doesn’t wake anyone else up. Before she goes to sleep she takes a deep breath and slides into her bed, looking at the picture of her mother that she keeps on the nightstand beside her head. She curls up on her side and before she turns her lamp off, she smiles and tiredly, whispers to Masaki about the events of her day and how much work it is to take care of everyone.
It’s at these times that she misses her mom the most.
But before it gets too late and she, god forbid, makes herself cry, she cuts herself off and turns off the light. She closes her eyes and tells herself to sleep because tomorrow will be another early morning.
Her last thoughts before she drifts off are that her mother was really amazing, to be able to do all these things for the family every day without a word of complaint.
Yuzu hopes that maybe, maybe she can be just as amazing one day.
END
144.
Title: Absolutely
Rating: PG
Pairing/Character/s: Komamura (could be seen as KomamuraxTousen-ish)
Word Count: 543
Warning/s: Spoilers for the Soul Society Arc
Summary: Komamura used to believe in absolutes.
Dedication: My bro- good luck during your first week!
A/N: I don’t know at all. I think it was talking to my brother on the phone while he’s all the way in Rhode Island for his first few days of college at Brown. He was talking about how he missed his old friends and then I got this line stuck in my head and poof! Suddenly more Komamura and Tousen! WHO KNEW?!
Komamura used to believe in absolutes. There was no space for compromise or loopholes in his honor, no space for “almost” or “just a little” in his justice. He was someone who rallied behind a battle-cry of “do or die,” because there was no in-between, no “close” or “good enough” for him.
He used to believe that good was good and evil was evil, and that good should take no prisoners and destroy everything that was evil. For the sake of honor. For the sake of justice.
That was the kind of shinigami he was.
Now, now he thinks he’s a hypocrite.
Because now he thinks he sees an in-between after all, a gray area halfway between black and white that he ignored before, that he refused to see.
The only reason he sees it now is because most important person in the world to him is standing there.
If Komamura truly believed in absolutes like he professed to for all those years, he would hate his friend. Seeing Tousen standing in that place in-between, he should want to strike his friend down as an enemy for choosing something not-entirely good. Because to Komamura, something not-entirely good has always been only evil. That was how he thought, what he always believed.
He should want to kill Tousen.
But he doesn’t. He doesn’t at all.
And that makes him a hypocrite, makes him question everything he believed in and stood for his entire life because now, everything he based his honor on is dangerously close to falling apart.
Everything he thought he knew before isn’t what it used to be in his head. There are no more absolutes now, because Komamura knows that while Tousen is not an evil man, he has inexplicably, still chosen something that isn’t good.
And if Komamura is the honorable shinigami he wants to be, it should be easy to dismiss his close relationship with the traitor and seek to strike Kaname down for his treason, for the good of the court.
As an honorable officer of seireitei, he should be willing and able to do it.
As simple as that.
But it’s not, because Komamura is a hypocrite and all he can think when faced with the dilemma is that he wishes Tousen would come back to him.
His world of absolutes is slipping away and a saddened Sajin is all that remains in the aftermath, a lonely shinigami sitting at the grave of his ally’s dead friend with a furrowed brow and bowed head.
It’s impossible to live like this, to be a shinigami like this. Komamura knows that he cannot pretend to stand for the ideals he once stood for and wish for Kaname’s return at the same time, not when he knows very well that his friend is a traitor and a threat to all the things he wants to believe in.
Something has to break, whether it be the very core of his beliefs or the connection he has with someone who might be the most important person in his life.
He has to decide if Tousen Kaname is someone worth throwing away everything for.
Surprisingly, the most immense dilemma of Komamura’s life yields one of the easiest answers.
He wants his friend back.
END
Edit help always loved, almost as much as feedback. XD
*goes back to watching Stargate SG-1* teehee.
143.
Title: Motherly
Rating: G
Pairing/Character/s: Yuzu
Word Count: 828
Warning/s: Uuum, spoilers for maybe the first like, 2 volumes of the manga but really, we’re all ahead of that right? Right.
Summary: A day in the life of Kurosaki Yuzu.
Dedication: Mom, of course.
A/N: So my brother calls my mom today at 9:30 in the morning and says that it’s his turn on their weekly rotation to have their lunch break at our house. And thus, we need to be prepared to feed 7 football players at 11:30 the same morning. My mom somehow manages to make orange chicken, economy-sized plates of chicken fried rice and lo mein, egg-drop soup, beef and broccoli (with MUSHROOMS), and brownies in the 2 hours my brother gave us to be ready. I have no words.
She still can’t quite reach the highest shelves in the kitchen, even with the step stool, so they’ve had to make space in the bottom cabinets with more economy than they might have had Masaki been there.
And she has to go to the grocery store a lot because there’s only so much a little girl on foot can carry home at one time, which means she goes almost every day after school. She knows how to pick the freshest vegetables and to look for the lowest prices, she compares newspaper adds every weekend and clips coupons and keeps them in her backpack, next to her Hello Kitty pencil case and her four-function calculator.
She also has to remember that Karin doesn’t like pickled plums and Isshin does, that Ichigo hates cauliflower but will eat broccoli, while Karin will eat both and Isshin will have neither. Karin is allergic to peanuts, her father only likes red beans when they’re pasty and not beany, and Ichigo ironically, prefers grape jelly over strawberry jam.
When she does laundry she always has to check Isshin’s pockets for pens or candies or strange things like interestingly-shaped rocks that he picked up, named, and decided to keep, because she forgot to check them once and every single one of his white lab coats came out of the wash with dark ink stains. She’d cried for days after that because it was such a waste and a stupid mistake and she should have known better, but her dad still wears those lab coats because he says they’re more interesting now than they were before, and plain white is boring after all, isn’t it? She doesn’t think it looks very professional, but she’s grateful that he hadn’t gotten mad at her for the accident, though she’s one by one, switching out the ruined coats for new ones over the course of time.
Her day starts an hour and a half before the rest of the household is, she starts by making the parts of her family’s lunches that she hadn’t been able to make the night before, finishing off their bentos and packing them up appropriately before she starts on breakfast. Scrambled eggs for Karin, sunny-side up for her father, over-easy for Ichigo. Toast for everyone and three different kinds of spread- butter, grape jelly, strawberry jam. Then it’s off to school with Karin and after classes end, she goes to the store while her sister stays for after school activities. She gets home with her groceries and puts them away before she starts the rice in the cooker, and then she goes to change into her nurse’s uniform to go help out at the clinic. She stops around six, changes back into her house clothes, and begins dinner promptly thereafter, because Karin is home by then and can help out with the patients while she cooks.
Once dinner’s ready, she washes the dishes leftover from breakfast that morning as her family drifts in after her. They eat together and then she and Karin clean up while her brother trudges upstairs with an extra helping of food (he seems to be eating a lot more these days, which means buying extra at the store) and her father goes to check in on the stay-over patients and prepare for work in the morning.
After cleaning is done she starts on making lunch for everyone tomorrow, at least, the parts that will keep nicely in the fridge until morning. Karin goes to start her homework and Yuzu finishes up in the kitchen with her cleaning and preparations for the next day. She takes her apron off and hangs it up when she’s done, grabbing her book bag from the table and going up to her room to start her homework.
She finishes long after Karin has gone to bed, and after changing and brushing her teeth she prepares her uniform for tomorrow, being as quiet as she can so she doesn’t wake anyone else up. Before she goes to sleep she takes a deep breath and slides into her bed, looking at the picture of her mother that she keeps on the nightstand beside her head. She curls up on her side and before she turns her lamp off, she smiles and tiredly, whispers to Masaki about the events of her day and how much work it is to take care of everyone.
It’s at these times that she misses her mom the most.
But before it gets too late and she, god forbid, makes herself cry, she cuts herself off and turns off the light. She closes her eyes and tells herself to sleep because tomorrow will be another early morning.
Her last thoughts before she drifts off are that her mother was really amazing, to be able to do all these things for the family every day without a word of complaint.
Yuzu hopes that maybe, maybe she can be just as amazing one day.
END
144.
Title: Absolutely
Rating: PG
Pairing/Character/s: Komamura (could be seen as KomamuraxTousen-ish)
Word Count: 543
Warning/s: Spoilers for the Soul Society Arc
Summary: Komamura used to believe in absolutes.
Dedication: My bro- good luck during your first week!
A/N: I don’t know at all. I think it was talking to my brother on the phone while he’s all the way in Rhode Island for his first few days of college at Brown. He was talking about how he missed his old friends and then I got this line stuck in my head and poof! Suddenly more Komamura and Tousen! WHO KNEW?!
Komamura used to believe in absolutes. There was no space for compromise or loopholes in his honor, no space for “almost” or “just a little” in his justice. He was someone who rallied behind a battle-cry of “do or die,” because there was no in-between, no “close” or “good enough” for him.
He used to believe that good was good and evil was evil, and that good should take no prisoners and destroy everything that was evil. For the sake of honor. For the sake of justice.
That was the kind of shinigami he was.
Now, now he thinks he’s a hypocrite.
Because now he thinks he sees an in-between after all, a gray area halfway between black and white that he ignored before, that he refused to see.
The only reason he sees it now is because most important person in the world to him is standing there.
If Komamura truly believed in absolutes like he professed to for all those years, he would hate his friend. Seeing Tousen standing in that place in-between, he should want to strike his friend down as an enemy for choosing something not-entirely good. Because to Komamura, something not-entirely good has always been only evil. That was how he thought, what he always believed.
He should want to kill Tousen.
But he doesn’t. He doesn’t at all.
And that makes him a hypocrite, makes him question everything he believed in and stood for his entire life because now, everything he based his honor on is dangerously close to falling apart.
Everything he thought he knew before isn’t what it used to be in his head. There are no more absolutes now, because Komamura knows that while Tousen is not an evil man, he has inexplicably, still chosen something that isn’t good.
And if Komamura is the honorable shinigami he wants to be, it should be easy to dismiss his close relationship with the traitor and seek to strike Kaname down for his treason, for the good of the court.
As an honorable officer of seireitei, he should be willing and able to do it.
As simple as that.
But it’s not, because Komamura is a hypocrite and all he can think when faced with the dilemma is that he wishes Tousen would come back to him.
His world of absolutes is slipping away and a saddened Sajin is all that remains in the aftermath, a lonely shinigami sitting at the grave of his ally’s dead friend with a furrowed brow and bowed head.
It’s impossible to live like this, to be a shinigami like this. Komamura knows that he cannot pretend to stand for the ideals he once stood for and wish for Kaname’s return at the same time, not when he knows very well that his friend is a traitor and a threat to all the things he wants to believe in.
Something has to break, whether it be the very core of his beliefs or the connection he has with someone who might be the most important person in his life.
He has to decide if Tousen Kaname is someone worth throwing away everything for.
Surprisingly, the most immense dilemma of Komamura’s life yields one of the easiest answers.
He wants his friend back.
END
Edit help always loved, almost as much as feedback. XD