Older, Not Dead: #1, #23 {Shunsui/Kenpachi/Jushiro}
So I've started Older, Not Dead as a series of drabbles not exceeding 400 words for my Shunsui/Kenpachi/Jushiro claim over at ot3_100. Drabbles will be posted in an entry of two or three pieces.
Hopefully this project'll put the stress I have over my Kenpachi/Jushiro claim for otp_100 at bay and kick the block out of my ass. And because I love those three men to pieces, with a very bias side to Kenpachi and my lovely Kenpachi/Jushiro OTP.
( My OT3 100 Table )
Title: Unexpected
Pairing: Shunsui/Kenpachi/Jushiro, leans more towards Shunsui/Jushiro
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 399
Summary: Shunsui stumbles upon Kenpachi and Jushiro one afternoon, and, being especially drunk, goes on to goad Zaraki.
A/N: Written for prompt #1: kiss of ot3_100.
"Juuu-chan!"
But the moment Shunsui steps into the office, he stops short at the sight before him. It really isn't an odd situation though, because he's fairly used to it by now.
It's just that he hadn't expected Kenpachi to be there, in the middle of the afternoon, when he's supposed to be tending to his bratty daughter and beating shit out of his squad members.
Or maybe it's because Shunsui had been having the urge to twirl Jushiro around the room and bring him to his chest and kiss him the reason for the unintentional - and rather dramatic - splutter that comes out of him right then.
"Zaraki, what in Yama-jii's name are you doing?"
The glare that he receives doesn't bother him in the slightest, and he walks straight to the desk, taking off his straw hat. Kenpachi gives him a grunt before stealing another kiss from Jushiro and turning on his heel towards the door.
"See ye later, Ukitake."
Shunsui quirks an eyebrow, catches up with Kenpachi and, upon the growl he elicits, pokes him between his eyes.
"What, am I not getting one too?"
Kenpachi scoffs, rolling his eye. "Outta my way, prick. Ye ain't gonna get one if all ye're gonna do is walk in on people." He takes a step, but Shunsui scrambles to block his way, sporting a lopsided and very much tipsy grin that makes Kenpachi want to bury a fist in his pink-as-kimono face.
"Aw, don't be like that, Captain Zaraki. Isn't it unfair, giving attention to just one person while leaving the other out, hmm?" Shunsui stretches his arms out in a welcoming gesture. "Come now, give ol' Shun-shun a hug, at the very least, or he'll feel awfully sad!"
"The only thing 'Shun-shun'll' feel's a kick in the fuckin' nuts if he ain't movin' in the next five seconds," Kenpachi hisses through barred teeth, but before he can pull out his blade, Jushiro's there to hold him back. Silently, he urges Kenpachi out and, after another quick kiss, closes the door behind him.
"Oh, Zaraki can be so mean sometimes," Shunsui laments. Chuckling, Jushiro takes his face in his hands and pecks his lips softly.
"I'm still here though."
Seeing the fond glimmer in his eyes, Shunsui closes his and, with an appreciative smile, takes Jushiro in his arms and twirls him around like how he has always wanted.
Title: Dance with Me
Pairing: Shunsui/Kenpachi/Jushiro, leans more towards Kenpachi/Jushiro
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 403
Summary: Kenpachi finds himself at a wedding, and a drunken Shunsui is determined to dance with him.
A/N: Went over the limit by just three words. Couldn't help it. XD Written for prompt #23: dance of ot3_100.
This really isn't the way Kenpachi had imagined spending his evening. What he had had in mind was some noble-worthy food, good sake, and another rough-and-tumble night in the dark, not sitting at a boring-as-fuck wedding between two people that he doesn't give a shit about, with some bullshit for music blaring in his ears.
Kenpachi redirects a glare away from the happy newlyweds to his sake saucer and proceeds to drain it in one go, slamming it down with enough force to make the table shake.
"More sake!" he barks to Ikkaku, who scrambles for the bottle to satisfy his captain.
"Zaaaaraki!"
Kenpachi growls a warning as Shunsui bounces up to him, pulling along an exhausted, flushed Jushiro. "Juu-chan can't take the heat any more." He sits Jushiro down, holds out his hand to Kenpachi. "Now it's your turn. Come on, dance with me!"
"I'd rather have 'Chiru stuff her bullshit down my fundoshi than dance with ye, asshole," Kenpachi spits, handing Jushiro a steaming cup of tea.
"Aw, don't be like that, Zaraki!" Shunsui pouts, leaning against Jushiro's chair for support. "Try doing something different once in a while. There's a high chance that you may like it. They don't call me Captain Drunken Feet for nothing, y'know."
"'Cause ye chase after skirts same way ye chase after alcohol?" Kenpachi snaps and, downing the whole bottle of sake, rises to his feet. "I need air. This place's full'a bullshit an' fucked up retards."
"Aw, but Zara-"
"Fuck off, Kyoraku." With a rough shove, Kenpachi leaves out the door and steps into the hallway. He makes his way to the balcony at the end of the corridor and, leaning against the parapet, takes a deep breath of cool night air.
That's where Jushiro finds him, having left the party to search for him. Kenpachi doesn't make a move when he comes to stand beside him, when he leans his head against Kenpachi's arm and turns his face into his sleeve, breathing in his scent.
"Forgive Shunsui, he's just gotten himself drunk again." Jushiro wraps his arms around Kenpachi's waist when he receives a grunt in reply, and after a while, he murmurs, "Dance with me."
It takes a while before Kenpachi responds, but when he does, he pulls Jushiro into his arms and kisses him. Chuckling, Jushiro takes his hands, and they dance the night away, on the balcony bathed in moonlight.
Hopefully this project'll put the stress I have over my Kenpachi/Jushiro claim for otp_100 at bay and kick the block out of my ass. And because I love those three men to pieces, with a very bias side to Kenpachi and my lovely Kenpachi/Jushiro OTP.
( My OT3 100 Table )
Title: Unexpected
Pairing: Shunsui/Kenpachi/Jushiro, leans more towards Shunsui/Jushiro
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 399
Summary: Shunsui stumbles upon Kenpachi and Jushiro one afternoon, and, being especially drunk, goes on to goad Zaraki.
A/N: Written for prompt #1: kiss of ot3_100.
"Juuu-chan!"
But the moment Shunsui steps into the office, he stops short at the sight before him. It really isn't an odd situation though, because he's fairly used to it by now.
It's just that he hadn't expected Kenpachi to be there, in the middle of the afternoon, when he's supposed to be tending to his bratty daughter and beating shit out of his squad members.
Or maybe it's because Shunsui had been having the urge to twirl Jushiro around the room and bring him to his chest and kiss him the reason for the unintentional - and rather dramatic - splutter that comes out of him right then.
"Zaraki, what in Yama-jii's name are you doing?"
The glare that he receives doesn't bother him in the slightest, and he walks straight to the desk, taking off his straw hat. Kenpachi gives him a grunt before stealing another kiss from Jushiro and turning on his heel towards the door.
"See ye later, Ukitake."
Shunsui quirks an eyebrow, catches up with Kenpachi and, upon the growl he elicits, pokes him between his eyes.
"What, am I not getting one too?"
Kenpachi scoffs, rolling his eye. "Outta my way, prick. Ye ain't gonna get one if all ye're gonna do is walk in on people." He takes a step, but Shunsui scrambles to block his way, sporting a lopsided and very much tipsy grin that makes Kenpachi want to bury a fist in his pink-as-kimono face.
"Aw, don't be like that, Captain Zaraki. Isn't it unfair, giving attention to just one person while leaving the other out, hmm?" Shunsui stretches his arms out in a welcoming gesture. "Come now, give ol' Shun-shun a hug, at the very least, or he'll feel awfully sad!"
"The only thing 'Shun-shun'll' feel's a kick in the fuckin' nuts if he ain't movin' in the next five seconds," Kenpachi hisses through barred teeth, but before he can pull out his blade, Jushiro's there to hold him back. Silently, he urges Kenpachi out and, after another quick kiss, closes the door behind him.
"Oh, Zaraki can be so mean sometimes," Shunsui laments. Chuckling, Jushiro takes his face in his hands and pecks his lips softly.
"I'm still here though."
Seeing the fond glimmer in his eyes, Shunsui closes his and, with an appreciative smile, takes Jushiro in his arms and twirls him around like how he has always wanted.
Title: Dance with Me
Pairing: Shunsui/Kenpachi/Jushiro, leans more towards Kenpachi/Jushiro
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 403
Summary: Kenpachi finds himself at a wedding, and a drunken Shunsui is determined to dance with him.
A/N: Went over the limit by just three words. Couldn't help it. XD Written for prompt #23: dance of ot3_100.
This really isn't the way Kenpachi had imagined spending his evening. What he had had in mind was some noble-worthy food, good sake, and another rough-and-tumble night in the dark, not sitting at a boring-as-fuck wedding between two people that he doesn't give a shit about, with some bullshit for music blaring in his ears.
Kenpachi redirects a glare away from the happy newlyweds to his sake saucer and proceeds to drain it in one go, slamming it down with enough force to make the table shake.
"More sake!" he barks to Ikkaku, who scrambles for the bottle to satisfy his captain.
"Zaaaaraki!"
Kenpachi growls a warning as Shunsui bounces up to him, pulling along an exhausted, flushed Jushiro. "Juu-chan can't take the heat any more." He sits Jushiro down, holds out his hand to Kenpachi. "Now it's your turn. Come on, dance with me!"
"I'd rather have 'Chiru stuff her bullshit down my fundoshi than dance with ye, asshole," Kenpachi spits, handing Jushiro a steaming cup of tea.
"Aw, don't be like that, Zaraki!" Shunsui pouts, leaning against Jushiro's chair for support. "Try doing something different once in a while. There's a high chance that you may like it. They don't call me Captain Drunken Feet for nothing, y'know."
"'Cause ye chase after skirts same way ye chase after alcohol?" Kenpachi snaps and, downing the whole bottle of sake, rises to his feet. "I need air. This place's full'a bullshit an' fucked up retards."
"Aw, but Zara-"
"Fuck off, Kyoraku." With a rough shove, Kenpachi leaves out the door and steps into the hallway. He makes his way to the balcony at the end of the corridor and, leaning against the parapet, takes a deep breath of cool night air.
That's where Jushiro finds him, having left the party to search for him. Kenpachi doesn't make a move when he comes to stand beside him, when he leans his head against Kenpachi's arm and turns his face into his sleeve, breathing in his scent.
"Forgive Shunsui, he's just gotten himself drunk again." Jushiro wraps his arms around Kenpachi's waist when he receives a grunt in reply, and after a while, he murmurs, "Dance with me."
It takes a while before Kenpachi responds, but when he does, he pulls Jushiro into his arms and kisses him. Chuckling, Jushiro takes his hands, and they dance the night away, on the balcony bathed in moonlight.