MERRY CHRISTMAS SALZRAENDER!!!
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It’s Christmas.
Rukia scowled at Renji from across the hall. The party was about to start. And even though she knew it was stupid, she was irritated that she’d gone through all the trouble of picking out a nice sexy dress with a very short skirt and all he had done the moment he walked into the Urahara Shoten was grin, wave and yell,
“Oi, Rukia! Merry Christmas!”
Then he’d all but ignored her.
He moved about, carried food, decorations and presents while he sucked on that damn candy cane that matched his red hair. Stupid idiot!
“Here. Take it.”
Rukia stared at the stick shoved towards her. It had green leaves tied with a bow dangling at the end. She looked up, getting her eyes past the enormous breasts which seem to be blocking her line of sight. “What’s that?”
The blonde grinned wickedly looking at Renji talking to Ikkaku on the other side of the room. “To knock some sense into that tattooed ass across the room.”
Rukia looked at the stick incredulously. “This seems a little small… Maybe a baseball bat would be better.”
“You want him alive and hot, not cold and concussed, for God’s sake!” Rangiku exclaimed and quickly explained how the sprig of leaves worked.
An evil smile began to form on her lips as Rukia looked at Renji. She told Rangiku what she wanted the other woman to do and waited for the right time to make the sneak attack. If she couldn’t have Renji’s attention, she might at least have a laugh at his expense.
When Renji went out the door, she grabbed the mistletoe from Matsumoto and as quickly as she could, got a stool, never mind that it was wobbly and stuck it next to the door. She hid the stick behind her and pretended to fix the ‘Merry Christmas’ sign over said doorway (as if she could actually reach it…).
Meanwhile, Matsumoto, dragged Ikkaku across the room near the doorway singing ‘Jingle Bells’ while jiggling her oversized boobs. “Look! I can even do, double time!”
Ikkaku’s eyes were bulging. “Gaak!!! Matsumoto! Stop wiggling those things at me!!!”
When Renji came in, carrying a huge Christmas present, candy cane stuck in his mouth and a strand of purple ribbon tied around his forehead in place of the customary bandana, Rangiku blocked him, singing Jingle Bells while jiggling herself madly and winked at her.
Rukia reached out her arm to position the mistletoe right above Renji and Ikkaku’s shiny bald head. Just as she extended her arm, he eyes widened as the chair tipped precariously forward.
Renji who had his back to her, turned, tattooed eyebrows shot upward as she toppled towards him. “Aaiiiii!!!”
“Rukia! The hell~!!!” He exclaimed, dropped the box and caught her in his arms.
Cradled in his arms like a baby, reminded her of how small she was compared to him. If he knew that she was planning to get him to kiss Ikkaku, he’d make Christmas meatball outta her. She grinned sheepishly, “Ehehe… Sorry, Renji.”
One tattooed eyebrow shot upward as his eyes followed the little stick clutched at her hand like a flag of surrender, mistletoe hanging above their heads. His smile turned wicked. “You didn’t need to dive at me if you wanted me to kiss you, Rukia.”
“Whaaa---” Was all she managed to say as his firm lips covered hers, teasing, caressing, demanding her response until her toes curled. Her hand tangled in his hair and her tongue met his in the moist confines of their mouths. She moaned at the sweet taste of peppermint candy cane.
Somewhere in the far recesses of her mind, Urahara’s low singsong voice said, “Kuchiki-san! As much as we all love to watch porn, there are children in this household… But the training room is free if you and Abarai-kun want to play…”
Renji broke the kiss and looked up. Rukia, wanted to die in mortification when she saw everyone in the room were staring at them in amusement.
“Well, about damn time you got to that, Renji!” Ikkaku yelled from their left grinning with Matsumoto who had finally stopped wiggling and jiggling her breasts.
“You two look very pretty together.” Yumichika added standing next to Ikkaku. “Although those pants have got to go, Abarai-kun. It’s ruining the beauty of Christmas.”
Rukia stared at Renji when he started shaking. When she looked at him, she realized he was laughing. She knocked him on the head with her fist. “Stop it, you idiot!”
He grinned. “Don’t go blaming me. You’re the one holding the mistletoe.”
She stared at the stick and on reflex threw it away. Renji and the others laughed even more as she sputtered and turned as red as his hair. She pushed away from him but he held her in place and grinned.
“Training room’s free, Rukia. Wanna go and play?”
LATER
Rukia took the white ribbon off the big box Renji had dropped when he caught her earlier. Her eyes were wide as saucers when she saw what was inside.
“Chappy!!!” She took out the huge white fluffy stuffed bunny and gave it a fierce hug before glancing at Renji and smiling happily. “Thanks, Renji.”
“Heh, No problem. Just don’t put it next to me on the bed. It’s been giving me nightmares since- Oww!!!”
She knocked him on the head with her fist. “Shut up, idiot!”
He just grinned back, rubbing his sore head.
It’s Christmas.
Rukia scowled at Renji from across the hall. The party was about to start. And even though she knew it was stupid, she was irritated that she’d gone through all the trouble of picking out a nice sexy dress with a very short skirt and all he had done the moment he walked into the Urahara Shoten was grin, wave and yell,
“Oi, Rukia! Merry Christmas!”
Then he’d all but ignored her.
He moved about, carried food, decorations and presents while he sucked on that damn candy cane that matched his red hair. Stupid idiot!
“Here. Take it.”
Rukia stared at the stick shoved towards her. It had green leaves tied with a bow dangling at the end. She looked up, getting her eyes past the enormous breasts which seem to be blocking her line of sight. “What’s that?”
The blonde grinned wickedly looking at Renji talking to Ikkaku on the other side of the room. “To knock some sense into that tattooed ass across the room.”
Rukia looked at the stick incredulously. “This seems a little small… Maybe a baseball bat would be better.”
“You want him alive and hot, not cold and concussed, for God’s sake!” Rangiku exclaimed and quickly explained how the sprig of leaves worked.
An evil smile began to form on her lips as Rukia looked at Renji. She told Rangiku what she wanted the other woman to do and waited for the right time to make the sneak attack. If she couldn’t have Renji’s attention, she might at least have a laugh at his expense.
When Renji went out the door, she grabbed the mistletoe from Matsumoto and as quickly as she could, got a stool, never mind that it was wobbly and stuck it next to the door. She hid the stick behind her and pretended to fix the ‘Merry Christmas’ sign over said doorway (as if she could actually reach it…).
Meanwhile, Matsumoto, dragged Ikkaku across the room near the doorway singing ‘Jingle Bells’ while jiggling her oversized boobs. “Look! I can even do, double time!”
Ikkaku’s eyes were bulging. “Gaak!!! Matsumoto! Stop wiggling those things at me!!!”
When Renji came in, carrying a huge Christmas present, candy cane stuck in his mouth and a strand of purple ribbon tied around his forehead in place of the customary bandana, Rangiku blocked him, singing Jingle Bells while jiggling herself madly and winked at her.
Rukia reached out her arm to position the mistletoe right above Renji and Ikkaku’s shiny bald head. Just as she extended her arm, he eyes widened as the chair tipped precariously forward.
Renji who had his back to her, turned, tattooed eyebrows shot upward as she toppled towards him. “Aaiiiii!!!”
“Rukia! The hell~!!!” He exclaimed, dropped the box and caught her in his arms.
Cradled in his arms like a baby, reminded her of how small she was compared to him. If he knew that she was planning to get him to kiss Ikkaku, he’d make Christmas meatball outta her. She grinned sheepishly, “Ehehe… Sorry, Renji.”
One tattooed eyebrow shot upward as his eyes followed the little stick clutched at her hand like a flag of surrender, mistletoe hanging above their heads. His smile turned wicked. “You didn’t need to dive at me if you wanted me to kiss you, Rukia.”
“Whaaa---” Was all she managed to say as his firm lips covered hers, teasing, caressing, demanding her response until her toes curled. Her hand tangled in his hair and her tongue met his in the moist confines of their mouths. She moaned at the sweet taste of peppermint candy cane.
Somewhere in the far recesses of her mind, Urahara’s low singsong voice said, “Kuchiki-san! As much as we all love to watch porn, there are children in this household… But the training room is free if you and Abarai-kun want to play…”
Renji broke the kiss and looked up. Rukia, wanted to die in mortification when she saw everyone in the room were staring at them in amusement.
“Well, about damn time you got to that, Renji!” Ikkaku yelled from their left grinning with Matsumoto who had finally stopped wiggling and jiggling her breasts.
“You two look very pretty together.” Yumichika added standing next to Ikkaku. “Although those pants have got to go, Abarai-kun. It’s ruining the beauty of Christmas.”
Rukia stared at Renji when he started shaking. When she looked at him, she realized he was laughing. She knocked him on the head with her fist. “Stop it, you idiot!”
He grinned. “Don’t go blaming me. You’re the one holding the mistletoe.”
She stared at the stick and on reflex threw it away. Renji and the others laughed even more as she sputtered and turned as red as his hair. She pushed away from him but he held her in place and grinned.
“Training room’s free, Rukia. Wanna go and play?”
LATER
Rukia took the white ribbon off the big box Renji had dropped when he caught her earlier. Her eyes were wide as saucers when she saw what was inside.
“Chappy!!!” She took out the huge white fluffy stuffed bunny and gave it a fierce hug before glancing at Renji and smiling happily. “Thanks, Renji.”
“Heh, No problem. Just don’t put it next to me on the bed. It’s been giving me nightmares since- Oww!!!”
She knocked him on the head with her fist. “Shut up, idiot!”
He just grinned back, rubbing his sore head.