Different Kinds of Anger
Title: Two-Sided Anger
For:
jadeemperor
Pairings/Characters: Kenpachi/Uryuu
Theme/Prompt: It’s not fighting, it’s foreplay.
Word Count: 240
Summary: Expect the unexpected or you’ll be caught off-guard.
Author Notes: This was incredibly hard to write I know, right? Wtf?, even if it is so short. Mostly because I’m in a frustrated mood and this was supposed to be cracky. : / Ah well, enjoy.
Other stuff: First to comment gets to request the next thing I attempt from my Unlimited Thread thingy. Same old, same old.
The difference between Kenpachi and Uryuu was all too obvious. Like light and dark, and soft and hard, they complimented each other in their own special way - by being complete opposites. They fought like cats and dogs half the time. Correction: they fought like cats and dogs all the time. There wasn’t a minute spent in each other’s presence that wasn’t used to yell and scream and generally abuse the other in some way, shape or form. That was what it looked like to most people, anyway. Those closer to the two of them, though, could tell the difference. There were two types of anger involving Kenpachi and his Quincy companion. One such type was the traditional ‘I’m angry at you, don’t you dare say another word or I’ll kill you’ kind of anger. The other type was more on the … passionate, wild, never to be predicted side.
It was understandable, then, that when the latter was seen, more often than not, a select few could be seen turning away and trying not to imagine what was about to happen next. And needless to say, when Kenpachi pressed a dark haired teenager up against the wall and bit the boy’s lip hard enough to draw blood, those that hadn’t turned away got quiet an eyeful of what went down when things got a little out of control.
After all, with this particular pair, everything they did was completely unexpected.
For:
jadeemperor
Pairings/Characters: Kenpachi/Uryuu
Theme/Prompt: It’s not fighting, it’s foreplay.
Word Count: 240
Summary: Expect the unexpected or you’ll be caught off-guard.
Author Notes: This was incredibly hard to write I know, right? Wtf?, even if it is so short. Mostly because I’m in a frustrated mood and this was supposed to be cracky. : / Ah well, enjoy.
Other stuff: First to comment gets to request the next thing I attempt from my Unlimited Thread thingy. Same old, same old.
The difference between Kenpachi and Uryuu was all too obvious. Like light and dark, and soft and hard, they complimented each other in their own special way - by being complete opposites. They fought like cats and dogs half the time. Correction: they fought like cats and dogs all the time. There wasn’t a minute spent in each other’s presence that wasn’t used to yell and scream and generally abuse the other in some way, shape or form. That was what it looked like to most people, anyway. Those closer to the two of them, though, could tell the difference. There were two types of anger involving Kenpachi and his Quincy companion. One such type was the traditional ‘I’m angry at you, don’t you dare say another word or I’ll kill you’ kind of anger. The other type was more on the … passionate, wild, never to be predicted side.
It was understandable, then, that when the latter was seen, more often than not, a select few could be seen turning away and trying not to imagine what was about to happen next. And needless to say, when Kenpachi pressed a dark haired teenager up against the wall and bit the boy’s lip hard enough to draw blood, those that hadn’t turned away got quiet an eyeful of what went down when things got a little out of control.
After all, with this particular pair, everything they did was completely unexpected.