Fic: Linger. Hisagi/Kira.
Antha says: "I...uhm...whuuuut? This is what happens when I get bored: I fail."
Title: Linger
Rating: PG
Pairing: Hisagi Shuuhei/Kira Izuru
Notes/Warnings: Yaoi. Failed attempt at angst. Companion fic to You Are The Moon but you don't have to read the other understand either one.
Themes: #006 Linger @ 50scenes
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its sexy characters. I just borrow them and make them do my nasty bidding. They like it. A lot.
He looked so pale lying there when he shouldn’t. The sheets were white, a pristine white that was supposed to make everything else stand out in stark contrast but they didn’t. Izuru still looked so pale. Almost as if he was fading away. His face was slack, absolutely expressionless. You could take one look at him and know he wasn’t just asleep. You’d know there was something wrong.
It didn’t matter what Isane and Unohana-taichou told him-that he got Izuru back in time, the wound had been healed and he would live, that there was still a chance he would wake up-Shuuhei couldn’t willingly leave Izuru’s side.
Even if staying here like this was agony.
“Izuru…” He spoke softly as though speaking any louder would shatter something he could never fix again. “Can you hear me?” He leaned in close and caressed Izuru’s cheek but there was no response. He sighed and took a delicate hand in his own, watching intently for any change but there was none.
He could sit here all day staring at the shallow rise and fall of Izuru’s bandaged chest and not know if things were getting better or if the younger shinigami was dying before his eyes, fading away into nothing.
A chill came in from the window or maybe he was shivering for an entirely different reason. Either way Shuuhei leaned down to secure the blanket over and around Izuru. He morbidly wondered if the blond could even feel the cold. He stopped when he saw Izuru’s lips, slightly parted as he breathed, and leaned in closer on impulse, fully intending to kiss him but then stopped short by a breath. He shivered again where he held himself over his lover’s unmoving body. He couldn’t kiss Izuru when he wouldn’t kiss back.
So he drew away, took Izuru’s hand in his again, gave it a tender squeeze-more for his sake than anything else-then brought it to his lips. He stayed with Izuru until night fell.
And when he left hours later it was not without the promise to return soon.
END.
a/n: And look! ceestar made Kira wake up! ♥
Image by the awesome ceestar. ILU!
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x-posted: 50scenes, all_for_bleach, asterisk_plus, bleach_yaoi, kurosaki_clinic, and shuukira.
Title: Linger
Rating: PG
Pairing: Hisagi Shuuhei/Kira Izuru
Notes/Warnings: Yaoi. Failed attempt at angst. Companion fic to You Are The Moon but you don't have to read the other understand either one.
Themes: #006 Linger @ 50scenes
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its sexy characters. I just borrow them and make them do my nasty bidding. They like it. A lot.
He looked so pale lying there when he shouldn’t. The sheets were white, a pristine white that was supposed to make everything else stand out in stark contrast but they didn’t. Izuru still looked so pale. Almost as if he was fading away. His face was slack, absolutely expressionless. You could take one look at him and know he wasn’t just asleep. You’d know there was something wrong.
It didn’t matter what Isane and Unohana-taichou told him-that he got Izuru back in time, the wound had been healed and he would live, that there was still a chance he would wake up-Shuuhei couldn’t willingly leave Izuru’s side.
Even if staying here like this was agony.
“Izuru…” He spoke softly as though speaking any louder would shatter something he could never fix again. “Can you hear me?” He leaned in close and caressed Izuru’s cheek but there was no response. He sighed and took a delicate hand in his own, watching intently for any change but there was none.
He could sit here all day staring at the shallow rise and fall of Izuru’s bandaged chest and not know if things were getting better or if the younger shinigami was dying before his eyes, fading away into nothing.
A chill came in from the window or maybe he was shivering for an entirely different reason. Either way Shuuhei leaned down to secure the blanket over and around Izuru. He morbidly wondered if the blond could even feel the cold. He stopped when he saw Izuru’s lips, slightly parted as he breathed, and leaned in closer on impulse, fully intending to kiss him but then stopped short by a breath. He shivered again where he held himself over his lover’s unmoving body. He couldn’t kiss Izuru when he wouldn’t kiss back.
So he drew away, took Izuru’s hand in his again, gave it a tender squeeze-more for his sake than anything else-then brought it to his lips. He stayed with Izuru until night fell.
And when he left hours later it was not without the promise to return soon.
END.
a/n: And look! ceestar made Kira wake up! ♥
Image by the awesome ceestar. ILU!
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My Master Fic Index here.
My 30_romances Fic List here.
My 50scenes Prompt Table here.
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x-posted: 50scenes, all_for_bleach, asterisk_plus, bleach_yaoi, kurosaki_clinic, and shuukira.