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I wrote something~
Title: One, Two, Three...Connect Four!
Featuring: Kurosaki & Me, with Guest Appearances
"You go first, ne? ^_^" said Urahara, smiling.
"I don't want to play!" Kurosaki answered him grumpily. He frowned in the corner, ignoring the hot tea Urahara had brought just for him.
"It's a fun game," said the shopkeeper, fanning himself. "Don't be afraid to lose to me. Rukia-chan needs a manlier man than that. ^_^"
"ASLKJWEL STOP TALKING!" bellowed Kurosaki, his face going slightly pink.
"Hm?"
"Fine, I'll play!" he said, scooting closer, dropping down a black piece into the square, yellow play board.
Urahara followed suit, dropping a red piece. This continued for several moments before Kurosaki looked at the box, studying it closely. Somewhat absentmindedly, he thumbed another black piece into the board, no more than a second passing before Urahara snapped his fan shut and put in his last piece.
"Ah. I see you're not very good at this game, ne? I win," he said politely.
Kurosaki frowned. "How do you play this game, anyway?"
"You should have asked at the beginning~" chirped Urahara. "Now you have to do what I say."
"I never agreed to that!" Kurosaki sputtered. He blinked, eyes going wide as he looked up, at the gleaming glasses, Tessai's brow furrowed as he held Kurosaki in place. "...Uh."
"Tessai, would you help him into his new outfit? ^_^"
"Yes," answered Tessai.
"Wait!" Kurosaki pleaded, grumbling as he was forced into the tight, leather bunny suit Urahara had been so kind as to get him. When he re-emerged, it was with fuzzy black ears attached to his forehead. "GET ME OUT OF THIS!"
"Ah?" asked Urahara, as Tessai snapped a leash into the hook on the collar he'd placed around the younger shinigami's neck. "That's for Rukia-chan to do. ^_^"
"..........WHAT?!?!?!?!?"
Tessai heaved the raging red head onto his shoulder, heading out towards Kurosaki's home, following the strict instructions he'd been given.
"Bye-bye~~" waved Urahara, finishing the rest of his tea.
"I heard screaming," said Byakuya as he walked in from the shower, towel low around his waist.
"Hm," said Urahara with disinterst, dragging his fingertips along Byakuya's chest. "If you keep your chest exposed, you might get a cold, ne? Let's warm you up. ^_^"
Byakuya coloured visible, his brow furrowing. "I heard something out here. Do not distract m-"
"I'll massage your head," purred Urahara as he drew Byakuya closer, one palm splayed gently at the small of his back. "Either one. Or even both. ^_^"
"...:|."
"I see you caught my double entendre. ^_^"
Byakuya's fingers around Urahara's wrist were tight as he dragged him back to bed. Where they had a graphic time this author can't write about, since Rukia-chan would die of a heart attack. And Byakuya would never let me bite him in all those fun places. ♥
The end.
Title: One, Two, Three...Connect Four!
Featuring: Kurosaki & Me, with Guest Appearances
"You go first, ne? ^_^" said Urahara, smiling.
"I don't want to play!" Kurosaki answered him grumpily. He frowned in the corner, ignoring the hot tea Urahara had brought just for him.
"It's a fun game," said the shopkeeper, fanning himself. "Don't be afraid to lose to me. Rukia-chan needs a manlier man than that. ^_^"
"ASLKJWEL STOP TALKING!" bellowed Kurosaki, his face going slightly pink.
"Hm?"
"Fine, I'll play!" he said, scooting closer, dropping down a black piece into the square, yellow play board.
Urahara followed suit, dropping a red piece. This continued for several moments before Kurosaki looked at the box, studying it closely. Somewhat absentmindedly, he thumbed another black piece into the board, no more than a second passing before Urahara snapped his fan shut and put in his last piece.
"Ah. I see you're not very good at this game, ne? I win," he said politely.
Kurosaki frowned. "How do you play this game, anyway?"
"You should have asked at the beginning~" chirped Urahara. "Now you have to do what I say."
"I never agreed to that!" Kurosaki sputtered. He blinked, eyes going wide as he looked up, at the gleaming glasses, Tessai's brow furrowed as he held Kurosaki in place. "...Uh."
"Tessai, would you help him into his new outfit? ^_^"
"Yes," answered Tessai.
"Wait!" Kurosaki pleaded, grumbling as he was forced into the tight, leather bunny suit Urahara had been so kind as to get him. When he re-emerged, it was with fuzzy black ears attached to his forehead. "GET ME OUT OF THIS!"
"Ah?" asked Urahara, as Tessai snapped a leash into the hook on the collar he'd placed around the younger shinigami's neck. "That's for Rukia-chan to do. ^_^"
"..........WHAT?!?!?!?!?"
Tessai heaved the raging red head onto his shoulder, heading out towards Kurosaki's home, following the strict instructions he'd been given.
"Bye-bye~~" waved Urahara, finishing the rest of his tea.
"I heard screaming," said Byakuya as he walked in from the shower, towel low around his waist.
"Hm," said Urahara with disinterst, dragging his fingertips along Byakuya's chest. "If you keep your chest exposed, you might get a cold, ne? Let's warm you up. ^_^"
Byakuya coloured visible, his brow furrowing. "I heard something out here. Do not distract m-"
"I'll massage your head," purred Urahara as he drew Byakuya closer, one palm splayed gently at the small of his back. "Either one. Or even both. ^_^"
"...:|."
"I see you caught my double entendre. ^_^"
Byakuya's fingers around Urahara's wrist were tight as he dragged him back to bed. Where they had a graphic time this author can't write about, since Rukia-chan would die of a heart attack. And Byakuya would never let me bite him in all those fun places. ♥
The end.