Fic: Hero Worship
Regasssa's request was Gin/Shuuhei with the prompt Hero Worship D:
Title: Hero Worship
Rating: T
Pairing: Gin/Shuuhei
Warnings: Slight dub-con
Word count: 693
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach D: I just like to mess with the characters heads :D
I thought this was going to be really hard to write and it was until about half way through when i had aizen and gin interrupt poor Shuu in the library XD Then it suddenly started to flow and ended up longer than my last fic :O Damn you crack pairings!
I hope this is ok regasssa :D And if anyone wants to make anymore requests let me know :DD
The newly graduated black haired student headed out of the ninth division barracks working his way towards the vast library of the Gotei 13. It may have seemed rather rude to leave almost immediately after having arrived but the library of the Gotei 13 was almost twice the size of the library at the Academy; maybe he could finally find some answers.
Shuuhei headed straight for the history section looking for the book containing at least names of past captains and vice-captains. He pulled out the large leather bound tome hauling it over to a table beginning to search frantically for one name. Muguruma Kensei.
The seated shinigami wasn’t sure how much time passed but he finally found the name he’d been looking for; only it wasn’t where he expected it to be.
“Missing…in action?” The brunette mumbled glancing at the date of said man going AWOL. It was the exact date that Muguruma-taichou had saved him from that hollow when he was just a snotty nosed brat.
“There you are Hisagi-kun.” The brunette looked up into the kind smiling face of the 5th division captain.
“Aizen-taichou.” The seated office hurriedly got to his feet bowing to the captain and finally noticing his accompanying vice-captain. “Ichimaru-fukutaichou.”
“Kaname-kun was wondering where you’d gotten too.” Aizen told him pleasantly.
“I apologize Aizen-taichou. I was just looking…for some answers.”
“Did you find them?” The brunette captain asked looking at the dusty book the young shinigami had been poring over.
“Only more questions, sir.” Aizen nodded gently.
“Well you should put that tome back and then head back to the 9th barracks before a search party is sent out.” The captain smiled amiably chuckling softly.
“Hai!” Hisagi bowed again before turning and hauling the book back to the large space in the shelf it had previously occupied. He felt Aizen’s reiatsu retreat but Ichimaru seemed to be lingering.
“D’ya worry ‘bout him, Shuuhei?” The ever smiling vice-captain asked sitting on the very table the large leather bound tome had been open on.
“I don’t know who you mean Ichimaru-fukutaichou.” Hisagi played dumb in the hope he could slip away quickly really wishing the silver haired man and followed his captain’s lead.
“It’s pretty obvious, ya know? Ya do have a 69 on ya cheek?” The vice-captain now standing in front of him reached out with a long bony finger running it down the young shinigami’s cheek against the inked skin causing the hairs on the back of Hisagi’s neck to rise and goose bumps to appear on his arm. The brunette jerked away surprised by the action and saw the constant smile on Ichimaru’s face subtly increase by a few centimetres.
“What are you doing Ichimaru-fukutaichou?” The young shinigami questioned a little delayed.
“Yare, yare Shuu-chan. I know ya’ve been looking for info ‘bout him since ya stepped foot in the academy.” The silver haired fox grinned. “Ya hero worship’s so cute, ne?” Hisagi had backed up into the bookcase now realising that that was most definitely not the smartest of moves. With fluid lightning quick motions Ichimaru closed the gap lips colliding with those of the young brunette. Hisagi could feel the grin soften as the vice-captain’s lips moved against his a hand coming to rest on each hip. His much delayed senses caused his lips to part, to protest; of course Ichimaru simply took that as invitation tongue delving in laving Hisagi’s tongue before running his own against the roof of the young shinigami’s mouth. The brunette let out a low groan; he couldn’t deny the fact that that felt really, really good. Ichimaru withdrew as quickly as he had attacked the brunette grinning. “Ja ne Shuu-chan.” And the silver haired vice-captain was gone in a flurry of shunpo. Hisagi for his part was rooted to the spot thoroughly confused.
“What the…?” Finally coming back to his senses he remembered that he should be returning to his barracks and left the library hurriedly. Ichimaru sat on top of a nearby rooftop watching the brunette leave a cute albeit puzzled look on the young shinigami’s face.
“It’s too much fun ta mess with the serious ones.”