TXT SOS
Title: TXT SOS
Rating: G
Fandom: BLEACH
Character(s): Hitsugaya Toushiro, Kuchiki Rukia
Pairing(s): Hitsugaya/Rukia
Word Count: 1,121
Summary: He wants to talk to her, but the pain's more than he can handle. To not alert her, he sends a text message.
Author's Note: Alternate Universe - College setting. Part of a series (TXT, MSG, CALL), but can be read separately. Written for caelum-noctis who is the Hitsugaya to my Rukia. Based on RP texts sent between us.
Oh, he was in pain. A lot of pain in fact. What happened? He wasn't really sure. Maybe it was the food he ate. Or maybe it was because of all the strenuous work, but damn... his lower abdomen was bothering him. The pain was more than he could take. But he was trying to keep his composure; he desired to talk to her. Even if it was through text, somehow, it was reassuring.
Txt sent 5:59pm
I wish not to leave my dorm anymore. x_x
Txt received 6:01pm
What’s wrong?
Txt sent 6:02pm
My stomach.
Txt received 6:04pm
Hmm. Tea. Hot pad. And Vitamin D pills in the mean time.
Txt sent 6:07pm
Will try that, thanks. Don’t have a hot pad though. It sounds like it would help.
Txt received 6:10pm
Hot washcloth might be a good sub. What time do you have to leave?
Txt sent at 6:13pm
7:30. I was not at the previous meeting since last week was so hectic.
Txt received 6:14pm
Ah. Are you going to be able to make it?
Txt sent at 6:16pm
I’ll see if I can leave early.
Txt received 6:20pm
Ahh. I hope you feel better soon, Toushiro-san.
Txt sent 6:22pm
Thank you Rukia-san. Don’t worry, I can take care of myself.
Txt received 6:22pm
Are you sure about that?
Txt sent at 6:24pm
Of course.
A sudden pain hit him and instantly, he was curling up in the corner of his bed.
Txt received 6:26pm
That’s a strange sense of taking care of yourself.
She knew. Damn their connection of snow and ice.
Txt sent at 6:27pm
I have the hot washcloth and hot chocolate near by.
Txt received 6:27pm
Toushiro-san…
Txt sent at 6:28pm
As long as I know you’re there, I’ll be able to get thru this.
He was using shorthand. The pain wasn’t getting any better. She knew him to be a straightforward sort of guy, so the shorthand gave it away. Good thing she could multitask because she was making her way to him momentarily.
Txt received 6:31pm
You most definitely have a way with words.
Txt sent at 6:35pm
I only speak with honesty.
Txt received at 6:36pm
Well then, can I leave yourself in your hands?
Txt sent at 6:39pm
Yes. . I am feeling a little better b/c of the heat. How ironic.
Txt received at 6:42pm
Don’t melt yourself. I don’t know what I would do then.
A small laugh came from him, although it wasn’t the best of ideas. He cringed with pain, but with a smile. It wasn’t the heat of the beverage he was drinking or the hot washcloth. It was from her. From the warmth, he found himself falling asleep. He had less than an hour to get to the meeting. A little shuteye wouldn’t be a bad thing. Of course, if he could just sleep it off and feel better when he woke up, and even more alert, it would be for the better.
“Ah, yes, Vice President Chojirou Sasakibe, it’s Kuchiki Rukia. ... Ah, I know, yes, I’m calling off Hitsugaya Toushiro’s cell phone; sorry for the confusion. I’m afraid when I switched cell phones, none of my numbers transferred, so I lost the club’s phone number. Is President Yamamoto-Genryuusai in? … Well no, it is not of any dire importance, but I just wanted to inform him that Hitusgaya Toushiro won’t be attending the meeting. He’s not feeling well. … I’m sure he’ll be fine. I’m here now-- … I see. Well could someone take notes for him? Will Matsumoto-san be there? … Right, she hasn’t been there either. Hasn’t she been drinking a lot since Ic- ah never mind. Will Kira-kun be there? I know with the sudden-- … I see, he hasn’t shown up either. I would take the notes in his place, but Toushiro-san needs my assistance here. … … … … Ah, Renji! Yes, that will be fine. I shall thank him next time I see him. Thank you very much…”
When Rukia turned around, she noticed something in the male’s hand. A cell phone. She leaned over him to see what was on the screen. It was Chappy drawn out in characters and symbols. Although, the message wasn’t sent; the intention was there. Toushiro’s thumb was on the send button, but it never got as far as pressing it.
“That’s pretty rude of you.”
Rukia almost went flying off the bed. From under her, well would have been under her if she didn’t move, was an awakening white haired boy. The both of them didn’t near to be injured. He managed to grab onto her arm, to keep her from falling. She recomposed herself.
“H-how… how are you feeling?”
“Better, now that you’re finally here.”
And with that, he pulled her down gently to lie beside him. She slowly wrapped her arms around his waist.
“How did you know I was on my way here? I said nothing about coming here.”
“Twice after you found out how much pain I was in, there were three minute intervals between our responses. You text quicker than that. The first one you were probably looking for stuff in your room to bring to me. The second, you were probably contemplating on taking the elevator, but you decided on walking down the staircase from the thirteen floor instead.”
Now it was her turn. Damn, he knew.
“Then you’ve been stalking me, I see.”
“Nope. I’m just good at what I do.”
She could feel the smile on his face. She laughed.
“Well I’m here now, so rest. Renji is going to take notes for you.”
“I see. Matsumoto is still not in.”
“Afraid not. I was going to ask about Hinamori-san but- ”
“Yes, it’s best not to.”
The girl just nodded at that. She nuzzled her face in his shoulder. Now that she was getting comfortable, drowsiness started to come over her.
“Rukia-san?”
“Hm…?”
“Thank you for taking care of me.”
“Ah-hm…”
Her only real response was a kiss to his neck.
“Rukia?”
“Hm…?”
Silence… Moments later, her cell phone went off. Rukia reached into her skirt pocket and grabbed it out. Lazily flipping it open, her eyes read the text message.
You’re the only warmth that I can
only allow to come near me.
Never forget this, for I love you.
He remembered to press send this time before he decided to sleep.
Txt received 8:20pm
I assure you, that isn’t something I’ll ever forget.
He’ll get that one in the morning.
Rating: G
Fandom: BLEACH
Character(s): Hitsugaya Toushiro, Kuchiki Rukia
Pairing(s): Hitsugaya/Rukia
Word Count: 1,121
Summary: He wants to talk to her, but the pain's more than he can handle. To not alert her, he sends a text message.
Author's Note: Alternate Universe - College setting. Part of a series (TXT, MSG, CALL), but can be read separately. Written for caelum-noctis who is the Hitsugaya to my Rukia. Based on RP texts sent between us.
Oh, he was in pain. A lot of pain in fact. What happened? He wasn't really sure. Maybe it was the food he ate. Or maybe it was because of all the strenuous work, but damn... his lower abdomen was bothering him. The pain was more than he could take. But he was trying to keep his composure; he desired to talk to her. Even if it was through text, somehow, it was reassuring.
Txt sent 5:59pm
I wish not to leave my dorm anymore. x_x
Txt received 6:01pm
What’s wrong?
Txt sent 6:02pm
My stomach.
Txt received 6:04pm
Hmm. Tea. Hot pad. And Vitamin D pills in the mean time.
Txt sent 6:07pm
Will try that, thanks. Don’t have a hot pad though. It sounds like it would help.
Txt received 6:10pm
Hot washcloth might be a good sub. What time do you have to leave?
Txt sent at 6:13pm
7:30. I was not at the previous meeting since last week was so hectic.
Txt received 6:14pm
Ah. Are you going to be able to make it?
Txt sent at 6:16pm
I’ll see if I can leave early.
Txt received 6:20pm
Ahh. I hope you feel better soon, Toushiro-san.
Txt sent 6:22pm
Thank you Rukia-san. Don’t worry, I can take care of myself.
Txt received 6:22pm
Are you sure about that?
Txt sent at 6:24pm
Of course.
A sudden pain hit him and instantly, he was curling up in the corner of his bed.
Txt received 6:26pm
That’s a strange sense of taking care of yourself.
She knew. Damn their connection of snow and ice.
Txt sent at 6:27pm
I have the hot washcloth and hot chocolate near by.
Txt received 6:27pm
Toushiro-san…
Txt sent at 6:28pm
As long as I know you’re there, I’ll be able to get thru this.
He was using shorthand. The pain wasn’t getting any better. She knew him to be a straightforward sort of guy, so the shorthand gave it away. Good thing she could multitask because she was making her way to him momentarily.
Txt received 6:31pm
You most definitely have a way with words.
Txt sent at 6:35pm
I only speak with honesty.
Txt received at 6:36pm
Well then, can I leave yourself in your hands?
Txt sent at 6:39pm
Yes. . I am feeling a little better b/c of the heat. How ironic.
Txt received at 6:42pm
Don’t melt yourself. I don’t know what I would do then.
A small laugh came from him, although it wasn’t the best of ideas. He cringed with pain, but with a smile. It wasn’t the heat of the beverage he was drinking or the hot washcloth. It was from her. From the warmth, he found himself falling asleep. He had less than an hour to get to the meeting. A little shuteye wouldn’t be a bad thing. Of course, if he could just sleep it off and feel better when he woke up, and even more alert, it would be for the better.
“Ah, yes, Vice President Chojirou Sasakibe, it’s Kuchiki Rukia. ... Ah, I know, yes, I’m calling off Hitsugaya Toushiro’s cell phone; sorry for the confusion. I’m afraid when I switched cell phones, none of my numbers transferred, so I lost the club’s phone number. Is President Yamamoto-Genryuusai in? … Well no, it is not of any dire importance, but I just wanted to inform him that Hitusgaya Toushiro won’t be attending the meeting. He’s not feeling well. … I’m sure he’ll be fine. I’m here now-- … I see. Well could someone take notes for him? Will Matsumoto-san be there? … Right, she hasn’t been there either. Hasn’t she been drinking a lot since Ic- ah never mind. Will Kira-kun be there? I know with the sudden-- … I see, he hasn’t shown up either. I would take the notes in his place, but Toushiro-san needs my assistance here. … … … … Ah, Renji! Yes, that will be fine. I shall thank him next time I see him. Thank you very much…”
When Rukia turned around, she noticed something in the male’s hand. A cell phone. She leaned over him to see what was on the screen. It was Chappy drawn out in characters and symbols. Although, the message wasn’t sent; the intention was there. Toushiro’s thumb was on the send button, but it never got as far as pressing it.
“That’s pretty rude of you.”
Rukia almost went flying off the bed. From under her, well would have been under her if she didn’t move, was an awakening white haired boy. The both of them didn’t near to be injured. He managed to grab onto her arm, to keep her from falling. She recomposed herself.
“H-how… how are you feeling?”
“Better, now that you’re finally here.”
And with that, he pulled her down gently to lie beside him. She slowly wrapped her arms around his waist.
“How did you know I was on my way here? I said nothing about coming here.”
“Twice after you found out how much pain I was in, there were three minute intervals between our responses. You text quicker than that. The first one you were probably looking for stuff in your room to bring to me. The second, you were probably contemplating on taking the elevator, but you decided on walking down the staircase from the thirteen floor instead.”
Now it was her turn. Damn, he knew.
“Then you’ve been stalking me, I see.”
“Nope. I’m just good at what I do.”
She could feel the smile on his face. She laughed.
“Well I’m here now, so rest. Renji is going to take notes for you.”
“I see. Matsumoto is still not in.”
“Afraid not. I was going to ask about Hinamori-san but- ”
“Yes, it’s best not to.”
The girl just nodded at that. She nuzzled her face in his shoulder. Now that she was getting comfortable, drowsiness started to come over her.
“Rukia-san?”
“Hm…?”
“Thank you for taking care of me.”
“Ah-hm…”
Her only real response was a kiss to his neck.
“Rukia?”
“Hm…?”
Silence… Moments later, her cell phone went off. Rukia reached into her skirt pocket and grabbed it out. Lazily flipping it open, her eyes read the text message.
You’re the only warmth that I can
only allow to come near me.
Never forget this, for I love you.
He remembered to press send this time before he decided to sleep.
Txt received 8:20pm
I assure you, that isn’t something I’ll ever forget.
He’ll get that one in the morning.