So I finally started writing my Shuhei/Kira multichapter epic thing...
-Kira Izuru, first year student.
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He looked horribly nervous. He was shifting from foot to foot, hands behind his back, gaze aimed at the ground.
“H-Hisagi-senpai?”
“Oh, it’s….” The kid never told him his name. Did he? Shuhei couldn’t remember. “It’s you.”
“Yes!” The blonde enthused, pleased that he’d been remembered. “I’m K-Kira. Kira Izuru.”
“Oh.” Shuhei said again, a reflexive raise of one eyebrow pulled at the freshly-bandaged wounds down the side of his face. This kid couldn’t seem to look him in the eye, and it was pissing him off. He was going to be late for class if the little wimp didn’t hurry up and spit it out.
“I-I wanted to thank you, Hisagi-senpai. You saved our lives- Abrai-kun, Hinamori-kun and me.”
The older boy shrugged. “I didn’t do much. Aizen-taicho and Ichimaru-fukutaicho did most of the work.”
“B-but you were so brave, and calm, even when you-“ Kira stopped himself from pointing out Shuhei’s new injury. This wasn’t going how he’d wanted it to and he didn’t want to make it worse by insulting him. “A-at any rate, I just wanted to say thank you. You’re an inspiration to all of us.” He bowed deeply; glad to hide his face, glowing with embarrassment.
Shuhei openly sneered at this last statement, another twinge of pain running through the vertical slashes. “Well, you’re welcome and all, kid, but I’m not an inspiration to anyone.”
Kira straightened and finally looked up into the other’s marred face. “Wh-what do you mean, Hisagi-sempai?”
“If you’re inspired by me, I’d rethink your goals. Try to be someone who can prevent their friends from being killed, instead of being a useless bystander. Now if you’ll excuse me.”
Shuhei turned on his heel and continued on his way to class. Kira stood, stunned, watching his retreating back. He hadn’t expected him to say that at all. He wondered if this person thought he was a coward, for screaming like a child at those hollows. If his wounds hurt, if he missed his deceased friends. If he blamed himself- which he obviously did, from his outburst.
Kira headed back to his dormitory, wondering if Hisagi-sempai would ever warm up to him. With his blunt mannerisms and plain speech, he’d probably get along better with Abarai-kun. But he could try- he owed this man his life, no matter how modest he might have been. As he headed past the budding almond trees along the path back to his room, he also fleetingly wondered if he’d ever get to work with Ichimaru-fukutaicho in the future. He seemed like an interesting person, too.
I didn’t know what to make of your sudden retreat, Shuhei. I didn’t intend to upset you and I didn’t want to believe that my idol was so cold. I wanted to go after you, but my feet wouldn’t move. I couldn’t bear the thought of upsetting you more.. I just sat, staring out the window of my room for the rest of the afternoon, wondering if I would have another chance to make it up to my sempai.. I didn’t even notice Renji come back from his remedial kido practice, bandaged up and grumbling, even though I would usually tease him about it.
“Oi, Kira. You finally decided to stop teasin’ me?” Renji asked as he plopped down onto a cushion.
I blinked out of my daydream and gave a slightly uninterested reply, without even looking over, “Hm? Oh, hello, Abarai-kun. I didn’t notice you came back.”
“So you’re just gonna ignore me now? How nice.” I could hear Renji scoff as he spoke.
“Sorry, I’m not ignoring you, I was just daydreaming….” I finally looked over at him with a cocky smile. “I see your training went well.”
Renji only scoffed again and flopped onto his back to look at the ceiling.
“I went to talk to Hisagi-sempai today,” I mentioned as I turned back to the window, not caring whether Renji was listening or not..
“Huh. So that’s why you’re spacing out so much,” Renji snickered.
“Wh-what’s that supposed to mean?!” I turned back to Renji, now flushed red. “I-I just wanted to thank him for helping us during that mission!”
“Right, whatever. You haven’t shut up about him since we came back.” Renji kept laughing as he tried to imitate my voice, “’Hisagi-sempai was so brave!’ ‘Hisagi-sempai was so strong and calm!’ Hisagi-sempai this, Hisagi-sempai that. You got some kinda crush or something?” At this, Renji started roaring with laughter.
“Shut up!!” I huffed and turned back to the window, glowing bright red. “Y-you’re just ungrateful!”
I ignored Renji’s laughter and continued staring out the window, not wanting to tell Renji that he was right. I did have a crush on you, Shuhei, and I couldn’t get you out of my head.
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He looked horribly nervous. He was shifting from foot to foot, hands behind his back, gaze aimed at the ground.
“H-Hisagi-senpai?”
“Oh, it’s….” The kid never told him his name. Did he? Shuhei couldn’t remember. “It’s you.”
“Yes!” The blonde enthused, pleased that he’d been remembered. “I’m K-Kira. Kira Izuru.”
“Oh.” Shuhei said again, a reflexive raise of one eyebrow pulled at the freshly-bandaged wounds down the side of his face. This kid couldn’t seem to look him in the eye, and it was pissing him off. He was going to be late for class if the little wimp didn’t hurry up and spit it out.
“I-I wanted to thank you, Hisagi-senpai. You saved our lives- Abrai-kun, Hinamori-kun and me.”
The older boy shrugged. “I didn’t do much. Aizen-taicho and Ichimaru-fukutaicho did most of the work.”
“B-but you were so brave, and calm, even when you-“ Kira stopped himself from pointing out Shuhei’s new injury. This wasn’t going how he’d wanted it to and he didn’t want to make it worse by insulting him. “A-at any rate, I just wanted to say thank you. You’re an inspiration to all of us.” He bowed deeply; glad to hide his face, glowing with embarrassment.
Shuhei openly sneered at this last statement, another twinge of pain running through the vertical slashes. “Well, you’re welcome and all, kid, but I’m not an inspiration to anyone.”
Kira straightened and finally looked up into the other’s marred face. “Wh-what do you mean, Hisagi-sempai?”
“If you’re inspired by me, I’d rethink your goals. Try to be someone who can prevent their friends from being killed, instead of being a useless bystander. Now if you’ll excuse me.”
Shuhei turned on his heel and continued on his way to class. Kira stood, stunned, watching his retreating back. He hadn’t expected him to say that at all. He wondered if this person thought he was a coward, for screaming like a child at those hollows. If his wounds hurt, if he missed his deceased friends. If he blamed himself- which he obviously did, from his outburst.
Kira headed back to his dormitory, wondering if Hisagi-sempai would ever warm up to him. With his blunt mannerisms and plain speech, he’d probably get along better with Abarai-kun. But he could try- he owed this man his life, no matter how modest he might have been. As he headed past the budding almond trees along the path back to his room, he also fleetingly wondered if he’d ever get to work with Ichimaru-fukutaicho in the future. He seemed like an interesting person, too.
I didn’t know what to make of your sudden retreat, Shuhei. I didn’t intend to upset you and I didn’t want to believe that my idol was so cold. I wanted to go after you, but my feet wouldn’t move. I couldn’t bear the thought of upsetting you more.. I just sat, staring out the window of my room for the rest of the afternoon, wondering if I would have another chance to make it up to my sempai.. I didn’t even notice Renji come back from his remedial kido practice, bandaged up and grumbling, even though I would usually tease him about it.
“Oi, Kira. You finally decided to stop teasin’ me?” Renji asked as he plopped down onto a cushion.
I blinked out of my daydream and gave a slightly uninterested reply, without even looking over, “Hm? Oh, hello, Abarai-kun. I didn’t notice you came back.”
“So you’re just gonna ignore me now? How nice.” I could hear Renji scoff as he spoke.
“Sorry, I’m not ignoring you, I was just daydreaming….” I finally looked over at him with a cocky smile. “I see your training went well.”
Renji only scoffed again and flopped onto his back to look at the ceiling.
“I went to talk to Hisagi-sempai today,” I mentioned as I turned back to the window, not caring whether Renji was listening or not..
“Huh. So that’s why you’re spacing out so much,” Renji snickered.
“Wh-what’s that supposed to mean?!” I turned back to Renji, now flushed red. “I-I just wanted to thank him for helping us during that mission!”
“Right, whatever. You haven’t shut up about him since we came back.” Renji kept laughing as he tried to imitate my voice, “’Hisagi-sempai was so brave!’ ‘Hisagi-sempai was so strong and calm!’ Hisagi-sempai this, Hisagi-sempai that. You got some kinda crush or something?” At this, Renji started roaring with laughter.
“Shut up!!” I huffed and turned back to the window, glowing bright red. “Y-you’re just ungrateful!”
I ignored Renji’s laughter and continued staring out the window, not wanting to tell Renji that he was right. I did have a crush on you, Shuhei, and I couldn’t get you out of my head.