this is so not what i should be working on
THE DAAAARK OF THE BLEEDING MOON.
Bleach!NEWS AU. :D :D Two drabbles, just for now. For anon ages ago. I was ahead with the word count, so. Naturally left the house and bought a load of crap. Then came back and dicked around doing nothing, and now it's dark out. xD; Oh well.
Shige+Massu: CRAVINGS. 173w, G. shige gathers dust.
"Hey," Massu said. "Kato..."
"Hn?" Shige picked at the waist of his black hakama. Lint. Great. He was gathering dust.
All was quiet in the city they were patrolling -- not that Shige was ungrateful for the lack of unrest, but just walking aimlessly up and down the muted streets was not what he'd worked his butt off (and scored top academic honours) for, up in Seireitei's Academy. As a seated member of the Gotei 13, it wasn't the kind of action he hoped to see at all.
"Kato..." Masuda repeated.
This time, Shige turned to face his unit mate with a perplexed expression. "I said what?"
Masuda looked down at his feet, which had stopped walking. "...I'm hungry."
Shige stared at him. "How can you be hungry? You're dead."
Massu's eyes tracked forlornly through the shop windows they were passing. "But human world food smells so good... I've been craving a red bean bun for decades!"
"A few more days won't kill you then," Shige said, ever reasonable.
Massu sighed a heartfelt sigh.
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Ryo+Tegoshi: TOO SEXY FOR THIS AU. 386w, G. drama queens.
"YOU'LL NEVER DEFEAT MEEE!" the hollow shrieked, rearing up to its full height.
Tegoshi winced, blocking his ears. Not that it helped much: the dead soul's voice scraped nails on a chalkboard, a legacy of its time in torment...
"Well, no," snerked a voice from beside him. Tegoshi looked up as Ryo made a show of inspecting his fingernails. "You're too ugly for me to fight."
The hollow squealed indignantly. "AM NOT!"
Tegoshi wished it would just shut up. He was getting annoyed. Ryo needed to hurry up, too. "Ryo-chan..."
"Are so. You're no match for the Sexy Seireitei Man," the Third Seat preened, shoving his sleeves up along tanned and toned arms. They were very sexy arms. "Alright," Ryo said, pointing first at the hollow-- "You will be defeated." --then aside: "By Tegonyan."
"Finally!" Tegoshi exclaimed, raising his sword.
"THE ROOKIE?" the hollow screamed. "YOU UNDERESTIMATE ME, SHINIGAMIII-!! I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR THIS INDIGNITY--"
Ryo turned the hollow's rants on deaf ears with his best jaded smile. The poor bastard had no idea what he was in for...
Tegoshi's voice cut through the cacophony, strong and pure: "Sing, Shissou!"
His zanpakuto roared to life.
"Show off," Ryo grinned lopsidedly a short time later, returning with a forgiveness sundae to where Tegoshi was seated. (Because Ryo had apparently kept him waiting in that battle.) Ice-cream parlours were all the rage up in Seireitei these days. One of the better imports from the human world, in many a dead soul's opinion.
"Hm? Well, Shissou's a little self-centred," Tegoshi hummed, referring the issue to his sword. He plucked the cherry from the top of the bowl before Ryo'd even set it down.
"You didn't have to release him to win, y'know," Ryo said, not minding too much. He slid into the opposite seat, propping his chin up and watching Tegoshi dig in. "You didn't even have to draw." A kidou spell alone would have done it against a fifth-rate hollow like that.
"True," Tegoshi smiled over his spoon, eyes twinkling. And deftly caught a drop of vanilla with his tongue. Drawing it in. Licking his lips. Smiling in satisfaction. "But why have it if you don't flaunt it. Right?"
Ryo gave a grunted in acquiesce. Because well, when Tegoshi put it that way... you couldn't really disagree.
Bleach!NEWS AU. :D :D Two drabbles, just for now. For anon ages ago. I was ahead with the word count, so. Naturally left the house and bought a load of crap. Then came back and dicked around doing nothing, and now it's dark out. xD; Oh well.
Shige+Massu: CRAVINGS. 173w, G. shige gathers dust.
"Hey," Massu said. "Kato..."
"Hn?" Shige picked at the waist of his black hakama. Lint. Great. He was gathering dust.
All was quiet in the city they were patrolling -- not that Shige was ungrateful for the lack of unrest, but just walking aimlessly up and down the muted streets was not what he'd worked his butt off (and scored top academic honours) for, up in Seireitei's Academy. As a seated member of the Gotei 13, it wasn't the kind of action he hoped to see at all.
"Kato..." Masuda repeated.
This time, Shige turned to face his unit mate with a perplexed expression. "I said what?"
Masuda looked down at his feet, which had stopped walking. "...I'm hungry."
Shige stared at him. "How can you be hungry? You're dead."
Massu's eyes tracked forlornly through the shop windows they were passing. "But human world food smells so good... I've been craving a red bean bun for decades!"
"A few more days won't kill you then," Shige said, ever reasonable.
Massu sighed a heartfelt sigh.
:::
Ryo+Tegoshi: TOO SEXY FOR THIS AU. 386w, G. drama queens.
"YOU'LL NEVER DEFEAT MEEE!" the hollow shrieked, rearing up to its full height.
Tegoshi winced, blocking his ears. Not that it helped much: the dead soul's voice scraped nails on a chalkboard, a legacy of its time in torment...
"Well, no," snerked a voice from beside him. Tegoshi looked up as Ryo made a show of inspecting his fingernails. "You're too ugly for me to fight."
The hollow squealed indignantly. "AM NOT!"
Tegoshi wished it would just shut up. He was getting annoyed. Ryo needed to hurry up, too. "Ryo-chan..."
"Are so. You're no match for the Sexy Seireitei Man," the Third Seat preened, shoving his sleeves up along tanned and toned arms. They were very sexy arms. "Alright," Ryo said, pointing first at the hollow-- "You will be defeated." --then aside: "By Tegonyan."
"Finally!" Tegoshi exclaimed, raising his sword.
"THE ROOKIE?" the hollow screamed. "YOU UNDERESTIMATE ME, SHINIGAMIII-!! I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR THIS INDIGNITY--"
Ryo turned the hollow's rants on deaf ears with his best jaded smile. The poor bastard had no idea what he was in for...
Tegoshi's voice cut through the cacophony, strong and pure: "Sing, Shissou!"
His zanpakuto roared to life.
"Show off," Ryo grinned lopsidedly a short time later, returning with a forgiveness sundae to where Tegoshi was seated. (Because Ryo had apparently kept him waiting in that battle.) Ice-cream parlours were all the rage up in Seireitei these days. One of the better imports from the human world, in many a dead soul's opinion.
"Hm? Well, Shissou's a little self-centred," Tegoshi hummed, referring the issue to his sword. He plucked the cherry from the top of the bowl before Ryo'd even set it down.
"You didn't have to release him to win, y'know," Ryo said, not minding too much. He slid into the opposite seat, propping his chin up and watching Tegoshi dig in. "You didn't even have to draw." A kidou spell alone would have done it against a fifth-rate hollow like that.
"True," Tegoshi smiled over his spoon, eyes twinkling. And deftly caught a drop of vanilla with his tongue. Drawing it in. Licking his lips. Smiling in satisfaction. "But why have it if you don't flaunt it. Right?"
Ryo gave a grunted in acquiesce. Because well, when Tegoshi put it that way... you couldn't really disagree.