Bleach Fanfic: A Nobleman's Prerogative
So, I've been getting these vitamin shots that hurt like hell, so funny thing that a plot bunny started hopping in my head and decided to make me write. Good thing nonetheless, because I'm so behind on my fic D :
Anyways, I'm not one to torture Byakuya, but my plot bunnies usually involve him, so I couldn't help myself. Just as I couldn't help bringing my OTP into the mix. It's impossible not to, right? = D
Title: A Nobleman's prerogative.
Character/Pairings: Kuchiki Byakuya and Matsumoto Rangiku... ByaRan
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Humor/Romance
Summary: A man like Kuchiki Byakuya doesn't know fear... or does he?
“Byakuya, you’re doing this.”
“I won’t.” The nobleman said, looking sternly into his lovers eyes.
“Stop it! It’s not a big deal. You go in and out. Nothing much.” She replied, trying her best not to laugh at the Taicho’s attitude.
“Stop tricking me into doing something I don’t want to do, Rangiku!”
“Oh, come on! Rukia did it; her, Renji, my Taicho… even Yachiru did it! Why won’t you?” Rangiku remarked, raising an eyebrow at the man.
“Rangiku, please stop pushing me.”
“Don’t tell me you’re scared, Byakuya,” The blond bombshell said, looking deeply into the nobleman’s eyes, “Wait… you are scared. You’re scared?”
The Fukutaicho laughed at the sight of her boyfriend’s behavior. It was unbelievable to her to see a man that has lived through so many battles and fought against powerful opponents be scared of something so ordinary.
“Byakuya, you’re being a baby.”
“I am not,” He replied, looking at her with his usual blank expression, “I simply don’t see the point behind all of this, so please refrain from bringing up the subject.”
“But you need it, Byakuya. Please, stop whining about it.”
“I am not whining as you said. I merely refuse to do it.”
The woman leaned close to her lover’s body and started laying kisses along his neck for no good reason, apparently.
“Byakuya, if you do that, I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
The Kuchiki clan leader considered the woman’s proposition for an instant before realizing that, by not saying anything, he might be able to skirt the issue at hand and avoid the unpleasant task that was being demanded from him.
Like she would let him get away with it.
The man wrapped his arms around the voluptuous beauty and deepened the kiss but, briefly after, Rangiku pulled his arms away from her body and left the noble Taicho with that confused look on his eyes; the one he hates so much.
“What’s wrong?”
“Well, you have to go in now, Byakuya. That was just a little taste of what you’ll get once you’re done.”
The noble man gaped at his lover with disbelief, thinking that he should have realized it was all a ruse to get him to do as she says.
“Rangiku, I…”
“Okay, Byakuya,” The woman said, interrupting him before he had a chance to deny her request once more, “This is ridiculous! You’re a grown man, a Taicho. This is embarrassing for you, so get your act together and step into that room and get your shot! Where is your pride now? Are you willing to let it all go over a stupid injection?”
“Rangiku, pl…”
“I’m not having it, Byakuya! This is stupid and you should suck up your fear and get this over with. You have wasted all this time fighting with me without realizing that you could have been done with this a long while ago! Seriously, quit bitching!”
“I’m not bitching, as you have pointed out, Rangiku. I was simply making a point.”
“I don’t care what the point was, Byakuya. You go there and get your shot. I won’t nurse you if you fall ill for not taking it. And I’ll make damn sure no one in the house gives you any special attentions.”
The noble man sighed at the realization that there was no way out of the situation. Even if he hated needles, he would have to put on his bravest, most stern face and walk into that room as if they hadn’t been waiting for him for the past fifteen minutes.
As he walked in to the room, he considered two things: first, if anyone made any remarks as to why he kept them waiting, he could simply unsheathe his sword and that would be the end of it. Also, once he stepped out of the room, Rangiku would shower him with attention, which only made the idea of getting one of those pesky needles in his arm a tad less daunting.
He stepped out of the room briefly after that, looking calm as if nothing had happened before. He noticed his lover waiting for him and walked over to where she stood, thinking that soon he would get the rewards he was promised.
“So, they gave you your shot, huh?” The woman asked.
“Yes, it’s done. Should we return to the manor now, Rangiku?” He asked, confident she would comply with his request.
“No.”
“Excuse me?” The Taicho asked confusedly, hoping he had heard wrong.
“It took you long enough to go in, and even after asking nicely, you still refused. I won’t reward that kind of behavior coming from a guy like you. I think you should think about that, Byakuya.”
“But, Rangi…”
“I’ll see you tonight, Byakuya.” The Fukutaicho said as she walked out of the fourth division’s barracks.
The noble Taicho stood there, frozen, thinking of how a woman like Matsumoto Rangiku could play him so effortlessly. He knew she had the brains to do it, but after all the years they’ve spent together, he couldn’t quite understand how he still had no defenses against her.
I hope you enjoyed it. I haven't posted it elsewhere yet, so it's pretty much an exclusive :D Please comment on it ^_^
P.S: Sorry for spamming your friends page *facepalms* I never update, but apparently when I do, I can't just post one thing... So fails! D:
Anyways, I'm not one to torture Byakuya, but my plot bunnies usually involve him, so I couldn't help myself. Just as I couldn't help bringing my OTP into the mix. It's impossible not to, right? = D
Title: A Nobleman's prerogative.
Character/Pairings: Kuchiki Byakuya and Matsumoto Rangiku... ByaRan
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Humor/Romance
Summary: A man like Kuchiki Byakuya doesn't know fear... or does he?
“Byakuya, you’re doing this.”
“I won’t.” The nobleman said, looking sternly into his lovers eyes.
“Stop it! It’s not a big deal. You go in and out. Nothing much.” She replied, trying her best not to laugh at the Taicho’s attitude.
“Stop tricking me into doing something I don’t want to do, Rangiku!”
“Oh, come on! Rukia did it; her, Renji, my Taicho… even Yachiru did it! Why won’t you?” Rangiku remarked, raising an eyebrow at the man.
“Rangiku, please stop pushing me.”
“Don’t tell me you’re scared, Byakuya,” The blond bombshell said, looking deeply into the nobleman’s eyes, “Wait… you are scared. You’re scared?”
The Fukutaicho laughed at the sight of her boyfriend’s behavior. It was unbelievable to her to see a man that has lived through so many battles and fought against powerful opponents be scared of something so ordinary.
“Byakuya, you’re being a baby.”
“I am not,” He replied, looking at her with his usual blank expression, “I simply don’t see the point behind all of this, so please refrain from bringing up the subject.”
“But you need it, Byakuya. Please, stop whining about it.”
“I am not whining as you said. I merely refuse to do it.”
The woman leaned close to her lover’s body and started laying kisses along his neck for no good reason, apparently.
“Byakuya, if you do that, I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
The Kuchiki clan leader considered the woman’s proposition for an instant before realizing that, by not saying anything, he might be able to skirt the issue at hand and avoid the unpleasant task that was being demanded from him.
Like she would let him get away with it.
The man wrapped his arms around the voluptuous beauty and deepened the kiss but, briefly after, Rangiku pulled his arms away from her body and left the noble Taicho with that confused look on his eyes; the one he hates so much.
“What’s wrong?”
“Well, you have to go in now, Byakuya. That was just a little taste of what you’ll get once you’re done.”
The noble man gaped at his lover with disbelief, thinking that he should have realized it was all a ruse to get him to do as she says.
“Rangiku, I…”
“Okay, Byakuya,” The woman said, interrupting him before he had a chance to deny her request once more, “This is ridiculous! You’re a grown man, a Taicho. This is embarrassing for you, so get your act together and step into that room and get your shot! Where is your pride now? Are you willing to let it all go over a stupid injection?”
“Rangiku, pl…”
“I’m not having it, Byakuya! This is stupid and you should suck up your fear and get this over with. You have wasted all this time fighting with me without realizing that you could have been done with this a long while ago! Seriously, quit bitching!”
“I’m not bitching, as you have pointed out, Rangiku. I was simply making a point.”
“I don’t care what the point was, Byakuya. You go there and get your shot. I won’t nurse you if you fall ill for not taking it. And I’ll make damn sure no one in the house gives you any special attentions.”
The noble man sighed at the realization that there was no way out of the situation. Even if he hated needles, he would have to put on his bravest, most stern face and walk into that room as if they hadn’t been waiting for him for the past fifteen minutes.
As he walked in to the room, he considered two things: first, if anyone made any remarks as to why he kept them waiting, he could simply unsheathe his sword and that would be the end of it. Also, once he stepped out of the room, Rangiku would shower him with attention, which only made the idea of getting one of those pesky needles in his arm a tad less daunting.
He stepped out of the room briefly after that, looking calm as if nothing had happened before. He noticed his lover waiting for him and walked over to where she stood, thinking that soon he would get the rewards he was promised.
“So, they gave you your shot, huh?” The woman asked.
“Yes, it’s done. Should we return to the manor now, Rangiku?” He asked, confident she would comply with his request.
“No.”
“Excuse me?” The Taicho asked confusedly, hoping he had heard wrong.
“It took you long enough to go in, and even after asking nicely, you still refused. I won’t reward that kind of behavior coming from a guy like you. I think you should think about that, Byakuya.”
“But, Rangi…”
“I’ll see you tonight, Byakuya.” The Fukutaicho said as she walked out of the fourth division’s barracks.
The noble Taicho stood there, frozen, thinking of how a woman like Matsumoto Rangiku could play him so effortlessly. He knew she had the brains to do it, but after all the years they’ve spent together, he couldn’t quite understand how he still had no defenses against her.
I hope you enjoyed it. I haven't posted it elsewhere yet, so it's pretty much an exclusive :D Please comment on it ^_^
P.S: Sorry for spamming your friends page *facepalms* I never update, but apparently when I do, I can't just post one thing... So fails! D: