Just Say It
Title: Just Say It
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: None
Rating: Crack
Words: 459
Warnings: I'll leave you figure out what Zaraki was trying to get Byakuya to say. I'm open to hearing what you think he's asking, though.
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"C'mon just say it." The drunken 11th division captain said, poking Byakuya on the shoulder.
"I will say no such thing." He replied to Kenpachi stoically, and took a sip of the drink in his hand. Normally Byakuya hated these captain's mixers, but for some reason or another he was roped into this one by Gin. The man had odd persuasive ways, and it almost frightened him.
"Pussy." Zaraki cracked his eye and looked out the corner of it just to gage the guy's reaction. Really, he wondered why in the hell Byakuya even came if he was going to be a stick in the ass.
"..."
"What?"
"...Nothing."
"Oh? I think you're just afraid of breaking your face with a different expression." Zaraki grinned. The Kuchiki was such a straight back. "Chicken shit."
Byakuya's eyebrow twitched the slightest, and setting his drink down, he stood up. No amount of Kenpachi's words would get him to say that. Nobility didn't stoop to using phrases like that.
He watched the Kuchiki stand up. Looks like he pressed the right buttons, and it caused the grin on Zaraki's lips to spread even broader. "Just say the damn word and I'll leave you alone."
"Say what?" Gin smiley smiled, popping his head from the doorway.
"It's a stupid human word, Ichimaru. I refuse to say it, and if you'll both excuse me I'm leaving." Byakuya replied haughtily and walked out the door in a huff.
"yellowbelly bull fucker." Zaraki snorted at Byakuya's fleeting back, then guzzled the last of his drink. "Seriously... it was just a word. Not like it was gonna hurt him."
Quirking an eyebrow as he stepped inside the room, holding back a chuckle. Only Zaraki could come up with such colorful words. "Where did'ja hear that 'n?"
"I don't know. Made it up?" He shrugged and slumped back against the floor. Zaraki Kenpachi was now officially on his way to being drunk for the night.
"Oh. It's as in'trestin' as th' rest." Gin replied, grinning broadly as he made his way to sit down. "What did'ja want him ta say?"
Now that Zaraki was laying down, he felt more sleepy than he was when he was up, and decided to pass out despite the creepy company.
Looking down, he noted Zaraki sleeping and frowned. "Aah. Ya fell asleep on me." Finally letting his chuckle out, though it seemed more like an evil giggle than anything, he dug in his pocket and pulled out a marker, to which he commenced drawing on Zaraki's sleeping face.
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Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: None
Rating: Crack
Words: 459
Warnings: I'll leave you figure out what Zaraki was trying to get Byakuya to say. I'm open to hearing what you think he's asking, though.
*~*~*
"C'mon just say it." The drunken 11th division captain said, poking Byakuya on the shoulder.
"I will say no such thing." He replied to Kenpachi stoically, and took a sip of the drink in his hand. Normally Byakuya hated these captain's mixers, but for some reason or another he was roped into this one by Gin. The man had odd persuasive ways, and it almost frightened him.
"Pussy." Zaraki cracked his eye and looked out the corner of it just to gage the guy's reaction. Really, he wondered why in the hell Byakuya even came if he was going to be a stick in the ass.
"..."
"What?"
"...Nothing."
"Oh? I think you're just afraid of breaking your face with a different expression." Zaraki grinned. The Kuchiki was such a straight back. "Chicken shit."
Byakuya's eyebrow twitched the slightest, and setting his drink down, he stood up. No amount of Kenpachi's words would get him to say that. Nobility didn't stoop to using phrases like that.
He watched the Kuchiki stand up. Looks like he pressed the right buttons, and it caused the grin on Zaraki's lips to spread even broader. "Just say the damn word and I'll leave you alone."
"Say what?" Gin smiley smiled, popping his head from the doorway.
"It's a stupid human word, Ichimaru. I refuse to say it, and if you'll both excuse me I'm leaving." Byakuya replied haughtily and walked out the door in a huff.
"yellowbelly bull fucker." Zaraki snorted at Byakuya's fleeting back, then guzzled the last of his drink. "Seriously... it was just a word. Not like it was gonna hurt him."
Quirking an eyebrow as he stepped inside the room, holding back a chuckle. Only Zaraki could come up with such colorful words. "Where did'ja hear that 'n?"
"I don't know. Made it up?" He shrugged and slumped back against the floor. Zaraki Kenpachi was now officially on his way to being drunk for the night.
"Oh. It's as in'trestin' as th' rest." Gin replied, grinning broadly as he made his way to sit down. "What did'ja want him ta say?"
Now that Zaraki was laying down, he felt more sleepy than he was when he was up, and decided to pass out despite the creepy company.
Looking down, he noted Zaraki sleeping and frowned. "Aah. Ya fell asleep on me." Finally letting his chuckle out, though it seemed more like an evil giggle than anything, he dug in his pocket and pulled out a marker, to which he commenced drawing on Zaraki's sleeping face.
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