Mistletoe Kisses'08 - Chapter 02
[Title]:Mistletoe Kisses'08 - Chapter 02
[Characters]: Wonderweiss and Tousen. Mentions of Grimmjow and Ulquiorra.
[Word Count]: 715 words
[Finished]: 17.December.2008
[Beta]: ginyanote
[Warnings]: Crack; Extreme fluff
[Rating]: PG
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite
Across the room, completely unaware of the commotion Grimmjow and Ulquiorra were creating, Wonderweiss contemplated one of the decorated dead trees, the twinkling lights taking a hold on his fascination.
His sounds of excitement changed as the blinking pattern of the lights changed: rapid, happy sighs with the frantic twinkling; small grunts of contentment to the slow paced flashing and a continuous “ahh” when they just shined bright.
Hesitantly, he reached out to touch one of the tiny lights, quickly retracting his hands as if burned when the flashing pattern changed again. Noticing he hadn’t been burned, Wonderweiss dared touch the little light again, marvelling as it turned on and off in his hand, sometimes remaining on for a larger period, sometimes off longer than he’d like. One could tell simply by the soft moan of discontent he gave, and the ecstatic gasp as it lit up again.
When he realized that they did not only flash but also changed colours, his excitement was such, that Wonderweiss started bouncing on his feet, emitting a low hum of bliss.
If they had different colours, could they have different tastes? Wonderweiss decided to try them; they might all taste different, he thought in delight, hands clapping.
Tentatively, he put one light in his mouth; it didn’t taste of anything special, like those sweet things that Tousen had sometimes given him. It just tasted like the other colourless lamps he had tried and Tousen had said were not to eat.
Wonderweiss crinkled his nose, confused. But these had colours, so they might have flavours.
He tried another one with a different colour but to his disappointment, it was just the same warm taste of nothing. What he noticed, was that as the light lit up, his mouth got warm and that if he crossed his eyes and blew his cheeks large, he could see the light flashing through his skin.
Endeavour that seemed to occupy him for the next ten minutes; trying different coloured lights in his mouth to discover which one he liked best.
He decided it was the one that resembled the ceiling on Hueco Mundo - in the areas Aizen-sama had put under guard - or the ceiling in the Human World without the fluffy white stuff running through it, the stuff that looked like it could be eaten.
Could lights be eaten too? Maybe they had the tastes inside where the light was really shining. He took a bite to it.
The lights flickered in the Hall and the acrid smell of burnt hair filled the assorted noses of the Hollows and Overlords gathered. Smoke filled the air. A loud shriek followed by nervous giggling came from the same area as the smoke. One of the trees had gone out and a small body lay on the floor, twitching with electric blue lightning running across it.
Wonderweiss giggled as the best-colour sparks ran through his body, tickling him and giggled some more when he couldn’t stop twinging. But what really made him forget the mishap of the off lights that tasted of burnt, was the strands of smoke coming out of his nose and mouth. And his ears, Wonderweiss suspected from his shadow on the floor. He giggled hysterically at the shadow of his now spiked hair, until the shadow of the dark shinigami stood over him, blocking his own. He looked up and grinned wildly.
“Tou...” Wonderweiss showed his improvement in that speak-thing. “...sen!”
He lifted his hands to Tousen, showing him the set of dead lights.
The shinigami held it, passing his fingers across it to see what it was.
“The light bulbs aren’t for eating, Wonderweiss.”
Wonderweiss tried once again the speak-thing, “Pre...tyyyy...”
“Yes, they’re pretty. But now they no longer shine because you bit them.”
Wonderweiss pondered this. So he had to lay off of the biting thing. He could do that!
He could still see them shine and flash and twinkle, and could still see them light up his mouth. He just couldn’t bite them. He could do that!
He nodded and then remembered Tousen could only see with his hands or his body. Standing up, Wonderweiss put his arms around Tousen, his head pressed against the dark shinigami’s chest, and repeated the nodding as a large comforting hand carded through his smoking hair.
December2008©MarinLiliz
«Chapter 01 /// Chapter 03»
[Characters]: Wonderweiss and Tousen. Mentions of Grimmjow and Ulquiorra.
[Word Count]: 715 words
[Finished]: 17.December.2008
[Beta]: ginyanote
[Warnings]: Crack; Extreme fluff
[Rating]: PG
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite
Across the room, completely unaware of the commotion Grimmjow and Ulquiorra were creating, Wonderweiss contemplated one of the decorated dead trees, the twinkling lights taking a hold on his fascination.
His sounds of excitement changed as the blinking pattern of the lights changed: rapid, happy sighs with the frantic twinkling; small grunts of contentment to the slow paced flashing and a continuous “ahh” when they just shined bright.
Hesitantly, he reached out to touch one of the tiny lights, quickly retracting his hands as if burned when the flashing pattern changed again. Noticing he hadn’t been burned, Wonderweiss dared touch the little light again, marvelling as it turned on and off in his hand, sometimes remaining on for a larger period, sometimes off longer than he’d like. One could tell simply by the soft moan of discontent he gave, and the ecstatic gasp as it lit up again.
When he realized that they did not only flash but also changed colours, his excitement was such, that Wonderweiss started bouncing on his feet, emitting a low hum of bliss.
If they had different colours, could they have different tastes? Wonderweiss decided to try them; they might all taste different, he thought in delight, hands clapping.
Tentatively, he put one light in his mouth; it didn’t taste of anything special, like those sweet things that Tousen had sometimes given him. It just tasted like the other colourless lamps he had tried and Tousen had said were not to eat.
Wonderweiss crinkled his nose, confused. But these had colours, so they might have flavours.
He tried another one with a different colour but to his disappointment, it was just the same warm taste of nothing. What he noticed, was that as the light lit up, his mouth got warm and that if he crossed his eyes and blew his cheeks large, he could see the light flashing through his skin.
Endeavour that seemed to occupy him for the next ten minutes; trying different coloured lights in his mouth to discover which one he liked best.
He decided it was the one that resembled the ceiling on Hueco Mundo - in the areas Aizen-sama had put under guard - or the ceiling in the Human World without the fluffy white stuff running through it, the stuff that looked like it could be eaten.
Could lights be eaten too? Maybe they had the tastes inside where the light was really shining. He took a bite to it.
The lights flickered in the Hall and the acrid smell of burnt hair filled the assorted noses of the Hollows and Overlords gathered. Smoke filled the air. A loud shriek followed by nervous giggling came from the same area as the smoke. One of the trees had gone out and a small body lay on the floor, twitching with electric blue lightning running across it.
Wonderweiss giggled as the best-colour sparks ran through his body, tickling him and giggled some more when he couldn’t stop twinging. But what really made him forget the mishap of the off lights that tasted of burnt, was the strands of smoke coming out of his nose and mouth. And his ears, Wonderweiss suspected from his shadow on the floor. He giggled hysterically at the shadow of his now spiked hair, until the shadow of the dark shinigami stood over him, blocking his own. He looked up and grinned wildly.
“Tou...” Wonderweiss showed his improvement in that speak-thing. “...sen!”
He lifted his hands to Tousen, showing him the set of dead lights.
The shinigami held it, passing his fingers across it to see what it was.
“The light bulbs aren’t for eating, Wonderweiss.”
Wonderweiss tried once again the speak-thing, “Pre...tyyyy...”
“Yes, they’re pretty. But now they no longer shine because you bit them.”
Wonderweiss pondered this. So he had to lay off of the biting thing. He could do that!
He could still see them shine and flash and twinkle, and could still see them light up his mouth. He just couldn’t bite them. He could do that!
He nodded and then remembered Tousen could only see with his hands or his body. Standing up, Wonderweiss put his arms around Tousen, his head pressed against the dark shinigami’s chest, and repeated the nodding as a large comforting hand carded through his smoking hair.
December2008©MarinLiliz
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