A Zanpakutou and a Chocolate Problem [Sandbox Society]
[Characters]: Zaraki Kenpachi and the babies: Hikaru, Masaki, Susumu and Ren & Yuu.
[Summary]: Hikaru runs into trouble with a Zanpakutou and with Chocolate.
[Word Count]: ~850
[Finished]: 06.July.2009
[Beta]: not beta-read
[Warnings]: Implied Male-Pregnancy and just some EXTRA fluff.
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: Hikaru is marianek 's; Susumu and Ren & Yuu are a joint creation of gokuma , bosska and me.
In the last fic I had a hard time with Hikaru; this time he just wouldn't let any one else speak. The twins tried but just managed a cameo.XD
sandbox_society previous fics: Of Pink Haori and Twin Zanpakutou | Zaraki Day-Care
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite Save a few OCs, product of fangirl brainstorming.
“So, Hikaru-niichan did you get to see your father’s zanpakutou release?” the twins asked, eager to hear of the famed Senbonzakura, as they walked along the grass path to the little spot by the creek Ken-chan had chose for them to play in,.
“Yeah, I did,” Hikaru replied, not very excited.
“AND?!” Yuu and Ren insisted.
“Well it was a bit girly, really. It was just a bunch of pink flowers.”
The Kuchiki heir remembered his father releasing the zanpakutou. The anticipation of seeing the great Senbonzakura in all its glory. Only to be sourly frustrated at the flurry of pink (PINK!) petals that swarmed the room they were in.
Okay, he could feel the power enveloping him, protective and strong, just like his father, but it was all very unsatisfying. He was sure Masaki would find it pwetty, but he was a boy! He liked big, shiny zanpakutou.
The twins felt disappointed with Hikaru’s reply, Uncle Byakuya seemed like a strong fighter. All their papa’s and daddies said so.
He was famed for being very powerful and instrumental (whatever that was) in the Great War a long time ago, before they were born. Having a pink and flowery release didn’t show that, all very well. Their Papa and Daddy both had twin zanpakutou. That was four swords (they now knew how to make sums)! Well, their daddy also said that the size and number of a zanpakutou didn’t mean how strong it was, but still...
“Maybe he didn’t show you all its release?” they asked, hopefully.
“Yeah, maybe.” Hikaru didn’t sound very convinced.
They tried to cheer their friend by remembering him how (HOW!!!) cool was his dad’s zanpakutou. “Anyway uncle Renji is way cool. Big and with the baboon and the snake tail. Don’t you love it when he screams...?”
Hikaru grinned at them sheepishly, thankful for their support and scream with Ren and Yuu, running down the green grassy hill.
“HOWL ZABIMARU!!!”
***
Later that afternoon, Hikaru found himself in a dilemma: what to do with a hand fully smeared with chocolate? They’d been eating the chocolate covered cookies the twins’ daddy had sent for tea and was now faced with this problem.
Did he use the goods manners those annoying Kuchiki old ladies tried to teach him?
In a class right before his sword training that was nearly impossible to pay attention to, as Hikaru earnestly revised the techniques taught by Madarame-sensei, or Yumichika-sensei or Yoruichi-sensei the day before.
Still his dad said it would make his father really proud if he could show those Kuchiki (and here dad would mumble a bit and Hikaru never quite got the word) how polite he was. So Hikaru did pay attention on occasion (just to make father proud) and knew the polite thing to do was to walk all the way to the creek to wash his hands.
Only the creek was quite far away and he would probably fell into it and get himself all wet and in even more trouble.
So did he clean it up on his hakama?
Like his dad did sometimes on those fancy dinners, they never let Hikaru attend, and that father said dad always tried to muck up to embarrass him in front of the elders. To which dad responded by hugging father and (gross!) kiss him and tell father that he knew he really didn’t give a flying baboon’s ass with pink blossoms about it (which always made Hikaru giggle like mad and be discovered eavesdropping in on them).
It seemed a bit of a messy solution but more was having his hand chocolate-sticky till he got home.
There was another solution. Hikaru could join the twins’ game: Who could get more chocolate in whose face?
Right now, Ren was wining, having just slopped Yuu’s nose with a very healthy dose of chocolate. Not that he was in the lead for much longer; Yuu crumbled the few cookies left and sprinkled his brother with the melting crumbs. Giggling like mad as he ran from his affronted twin at full speed to hide behind Ken-chan.
Ken-chan, who was supposed to be watching over them was really was taking a nap. Well they were all big boys and Hikaru, being the oldest, could look after the smaller ones, like Susumu-kun and Masaki-chan.
‘Still it served Ken-chan right!’ Hikaru though, grinning. Masaki was drawing chocolate coloured and flavoured whiskers on the man’s face.
As Hikaru pondered his options, the solution walked over from the tea set and plopped down in front of him, fluffy tail swishing happily.
Drawing Hikaru’s chocolate stained hand to his soft tongue and licking it all away. Hikaru laughed at how simple the solution was and at the itchy feeling of Susumu’s smooth tongue running down his hand.
Susumu giggled back at him licking his chocolate covered lips. To return the favour Hikaru licked the remains of the chocolate sweetness from the corners of Susumu’s mouth and the tip of his cold nose.
There, all cleaned now!
July2009©MarinLiliz
[Summary]: Hikaru runs into trouble with a Zanpakutou and with Chocolate.
[Word Count]: ~850
[Finished]: 06.July.2009
[Beta]: not beta-read
[Warnings]: Implied Male-Pregnancy and just some EXTRA fluff.
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: Hikaru is marianek 's; Susumu and Ren & Yuu are a joint creation of gokuma , bosska and me.
In the last fic I had a hard time with Hikaru; this time he just wouldn't let any one else speak. The twins tried but just managed a cameo.XD
sandbox_society previous fics: Of Pink Haori and Twin Zanpakutou | Zaraki Day-Care
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite Save a few OCs, product of fangirl brainstorming.
“So, Hikaru-niichan did you get to see your father’s zanpakutou release?” the twins asked, eager to hear of the famed Senbonzakura, as they walked along the grass path to the little spot by the creek Ken-chan had chose for them to play in,.
“Yeah, I did,” Hikaru replied, not very excited.
“AND?!” Yuu and Ren insisted.
“Well it was a bit girly, really. It was just a bunch of pink flowers.”
The Kuchiki heir remembered his father releasing the zanpakutou. The anticipation of seeing the great Senbonzakura in all its glory. Only to be sourly frustrated at the flurry of pink (PINK!) petals that swarmed the room they were in.
Okay, he could feel the power enveloping him, protective and strong, just like his father, but it was all very unsatisfying. He was sure Masaki would find it pwetty, but he was a boy! He liked big, shiny zanpakutou.
The twins felt disappointed with Hikaru’s reply, Uncle Byakuya seemed like a strong fighter. All their papa’s and daddies said so.
He was famed for being very powerful and instrumental (whatever that was) in the Great War a long time ago, before they were born. Having a pink and flowery release didn’t show that, all very well. Their Papa and Daddy both had twin zanpakutou. That was four swords (they now knew how to make sums)! Well, their daddy also said that the size and number of a zanpakutou didn’t mean how strong it was, but still...
“Maybe he didn’t show you all its release?” they asked, hopefully.
“Yeah, maybe.” Hikaru didn’t sound very convinced.
They tried to cheer their friend by remembering him how (HOW!!!) cool was his dad’s zanpakutou. “Anyway uncle Renji is way cool. Big and with the baboon and the snake tail. Don’t you love it when he screams...?”
Hikaru grinned at them sheepishly, thankful for their support and scream with Ren and Yuu, running down the green grassy hill.
“HOWL ZABIMARU!!!”
***
Later that afternoon, Hikaru found himself in a dilemma: what to do with a hand fully smeared with chocolate? They’d been eating the chocolate covered cookies the twins’ daddy had sent for tea and was now faced with this problem.
Did he use the goods manners those annoying Kuchiki old ladies tried to teach him?
In a class right before his sword training that was nearly impossible to pay attention to, as Hikaru earnestly revised the techniques taught by Madarame-sensei, or Yumichika-sensei or Yoruichi-sensei the day before.
Still his dad said it would make his father really proud if he could show those Kuchiki (and here dad would mumble a bit and Hikaru never quite got the word) how polite he was. So Hikaru did pay attention on occasion (just to make father proud) and knew the polite thing to do was to walk all the way to the creek to wash his hands.
Only the creek was quite far away and he would probably fell into it and get himself all wet and in even more trouble.
So did he clean it up on his hakama?
Like his dad did sometimes on those fancy dinners, they never let Hikaru attend, and that father said dad always tried to muck up to embarrass him in front of the elders. To which dad responded by hugging father and (gross!) kiss him and tell father that he knew he really didn’t give a flying baboon’s ass with pink blossoms about it (which always made Hikaru giggle like mad and be discovered eavesdropping in on them).
It seemed a bit of a messy solution but more was having his hand chocolate-sticky till he got home.
There was another solution. Hikaru could join the twins’ game: Who could get more chocolate in whose face?
Right now, Ren was wining, having just slopped Yuu’s nose with a very healthy dose of chocolate. Not that he was in the lead for much longer; Yuu crumbled the few cookies left and sprinkled his brother with the melting crumbs. Giggling like mad as he ran from his affronted twin at full speed to hide behind Ken-chan.
Ken-chan, who was supposed to be watching over them was really was taking a nap. Well they were all big boys and Hikaru, being the oldest, could look after the smaller ones, like Susumu-kun and Masaki-chan.
‘Still it served Ken-chan right!’ Hikaru though, grinning. Masaki was drawing chocolate coloured and flavoured whiskers on the man’s face.
As Hikaru pondered his options, the solution walked over from the tea set and plopped down in front of him, fluffy tail swishing happily.
Drawing Hikaru’s chocolate stained hand to his soft tongue and licking it all away. Hikaru laughed at how simple the solution was and at the itchy feeling of Susumu’s smooth tongue running down his hand.
Susumu giggled back at him licking his chocolate covered lips. To return the favour Hikaru licked the remains of the chocolate sweetness from the corners of Susumu’s mouth and the tip of his cold nose.
There, all cleaned now!
July2009©MarinLiliz