[fic] equals
claimed at bleach_15
Title: equals
Author: levy
Beta: inomuiro
Characters/Pairing: Hisagi Shuuhei, Ikkaku Madarame, Yumichika Ayasegawa, Renji Abarai; mentions of ShuuheiXSoi
Rating/Warnings: PG for language and implied sex
theme: #10- souls
Author's note: sequel to 'white wedding', but you can read it also as a single story =)
- It's always hard to get rid of nights like this…. - Shuuhei thought sipping the morning tea from his old, favourite cup. He yawned at his friends who were taking place at the kitchen table, earning a snobbish glance of reprisal from Yumichika. They all seemed quite messed up, and tired from the night of partying: Ikkaku was scratching his bald head with a sleepy look on his face, Renji's eyeshades were deep and dark enough to match perfectly the tattoos on his forehead, and even Yumichika was not as tidy and glamorous as he used to.
- I slept with Soifon …- he said casually, taking up a rice cookie from the middle of the table. His flat mates froze at his words, the three of them now perfectly awake.
- You … what? - Ikkaku nearly screamed banging his hands on the innocent table - Shuu..? are you kidding?!
- I am serious - he answered quietly, scratching the 69 on his cheek. Ikkaku's loud voice stung like a bumblebee in his aching head - what's wrong with that..?
- She is a lesbian, Shuu, didn't you notice? - he yelled again, looking around to seek the other two's approval, but they were looking at Shuuhei with an almost blank, questioning look.
- So what? - Shuuhei answered sleepy - I am bi- myself, so where's the problem?
- You are bi- …!? - it was now Renji's time to choke with his tea - since when..?
- Since forever…. - Yumichika answered without breaking his sphinx composure, taking a small sip from the fragrant teacup.
- No, it's not what you think- Shuuhei laughed shaking his head, to reassure Ikkaku and Renji that were now staring at him, then at Yumichika, then at him again, with an helplessly confused expression and the horrendous feeling to have ignored something very important that was taking place under their noses until a moment before - He knows just because I told him...
- What a pity… - answered Yumichika with a drama-queen sigh. Shuuhei shut him up with a quick slap on his not so perfectly combed hair.
- Anyway, Soifon is as cold as a glacier… - Ikkaku pointed out putting a rice cookie into his now partially relieved mouth, just to be brutally cut short by Renji that (who) suddenly replied - Because we all know you only zoom hot, cheerful chicks, Baldie? - in a polite allusion to his hopeless crush on the 12th division fukutaichou. The night before, a drunk Ikkaku Madarame had been dismissed by the apparently clueless Nemu Kurotsuchi with a chill look and a short answer (- No, thanks), for the seventeenth time in six months.
- At the very least, Nemu is not a lesbian …- Ikkaku muttered giving at Renji a dreadful glance
- You forget one main thing, Ikkaku - Shuuhei answered munching another cookie - we look like men and women, but we are actually souls. The body is some sort of materialization we can't live without, but what truly matters is the very soul of us, and souls’ gender is highly questionable. So, if I'll be good enough to make my way to to the very core of her soul the fact I'm a man would become secondary.- he smiled, quite satisfied with his final resolution, and picked up another cookie. The three men at the table just looked at him disbelievingly for a minute, then Ikkaku started to laugh.
- You … you bastard, you set up the awesome speech just to mind-fuck us, and make us your supporters in this desperate crusade at making Soifon - Ironpanties - taichou appreciate the charm of the thick tree branch of yours, Hisagi Shuuhei?
He grinned at the sensitive, romantic touch Ikkaku sometimes got with the 'words of love'.
- I'm not giving up on her…
- At your own risk, baby ! - Renji sentenced patting him on the shoulder while he left the table, shortly followed by the other poorly balanced residents of that small, untidy house in the Court of Pure Souls. It wasn't going to be easy, but Shuuhei could take the chance: Soi was not the only one gifted with patience.
Title: equals
Author: levy
Beta: inomuiro
Characters/Pairing: Hisagi Shuuhei, Ikkaku Madarame, Yumichika Ayasegawa, Renji Abarai; mentions of ShuuheiXSoi
Rating/Warnings: PG for language and implied sex
theme: #10- souls
Author's note: sequel to 'white wedding', but you can read it also as a single story =)
- It's always hard to get rid of nights like this…. - Shuuhei thought sipping the morning tea from his old, favourite cup. He yawned at his friends who were taking place at the kitchen table, earning a snobbish glance of reprisal from Yumichika. They all seemed quite messed up, and tired from the night of partying: Ikkaku was scratching his bald head with a sleepy look on his face, Renji's eyeshades were deep and dark enough to match perfectly the tattoos on his forehead, and even Yumichika was not as tidy and glamorous as he used to.
- I slept with Soifon …- he said casually, taking up a rice cookie from the middle of the table. His flat mates froze at his words, the three of them now perfectly awake.
- You … what? - Ikkaku nearly screamed banging his hands on the innocent table - Shuu..? are you kidding?!
- I am serious - he answered quietly, scratching the 69 on his cheek. Ikkaku's loud voice stung like a bumblebee in his aching head - what's wrong with that..?
- She is a lesbian, Shuu, didn't you notice? - he yelled again, looking around to seek the other two's approval, but they were looking at Shuuhei with an almost blank, questioning look.
- So what? - Shuuhei answered sleepy - I am bi- myself, so where's the problem?
- You are bi- …!? - it was now Renji's time to choke with his tea - since when..?
- Since forever…. - Yumichika answered without breaking his sphinx composure, taking a small sip from the fragrant teacup.
- No, it's not what you think- Shuuhei laughed shaking his head, to reassure Ikkaku and Renji that were now staring at him, then at Yumichika, then at him again, with an helplessly confused expression and the horrendous feeling to have ignored something very important that was taking place under their noses until a moment before - He knows just because I told him...
- What a pity… - answered Yumichika with a drama-queen sigh. Shuuhei shut him up with a quick slap on his not so perfectly combed hair.
- Anyway, Soifon is as cold as a glacier… - Ikkaku pointed out putting a rice cookie into his now partially relieved mouth, just to be brutally cut short by Renji that (who) suddenly replied - Because we all know you only zoom hot, cheerful chicks, Baldie? - in a polite allusion to his hopeless crush on the 12th division fukutaichou. The night before, a drunk Ikkaku Madarame had been dismissed by the apparently clueless Nemu Kurotsuchi with a chill look and a short answer (- No, thanks), for the seventeenth time in six months.
- At the very least, Nemu is not a lesbian …- Ikkaku muttered giving at Renji a dreadful glance
- You forget one main thing, Ikkaku - Shuuhei answered munching another cookie - we look like men and women, but we are actually souls. The body is some sort of materialization we can't live without, but what truly matters is the very soul of us, and souls’ gender is highly questionable. So, if I'll be good enough to make my way to to the very core of her soul the fact I'm a man would become secondary.- he smiled, quite satisfied with his final resolution, and picked up another cookie. The three men at the table just looked at him disbelievingly for a minute, then Ikkaku started to laugh.
- You … you bastard, you set up the awesome speech just to mind-fuck us, and make us your supporters in this desperate crusade at making Soifon - Ironpanties - taichou appreciate the charm of the thick tree branch of yours, Hisagi Shuuhei?
He grinned at the sensitive, romantic touch Ikkaku sometimes got with the 'words of love'.
- I'm not giving up on her…
- At your own risk, baby ! - Renji sentenced patting him on the shoulder while he left the table, shortly followed by the other poorly balanced residents of that small, untidy house in the Court of Pure Souls. It wasn't going to be easy, but Shuuhei could take the chance: Soi was not the only one gifted with patience.