[Drabble] - My Possessive Valentine
[Title]: My Possessive Valentine
[Characters]: Ichimaru Gin and Kira Izuru. Mentions of Hisagi Shuuhei.
[Summary]: Kira is Gin's and no one else's.
[Word Count]: 230
[Finished]: 09.February.2008
[Beta]: Not beta-read
[Warnings]: Angsty and violent.
[Notes]: This is not a happy, lovey-dovey drabble as most of the Valentine series. It's kinda the reason why Kira ran away from Ikkaku in My Broken Valentine, although I didn't wrote it with that intent. I'm fascinated with the idea Gin and Kira's unhealthy relation and Aizen's influence on it; I have, somewhere, the guidelines for such a fic.
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters©Kubo Tite
Gin walked into Kira’s office, smiling. “Was that Hisagi-kun you were speaking to, Kira?”
“Yes, Ichimaru-taichou. We were planning what to do on our next break.”
“Hmm …I see.” Gin walked up to Kira, stopping only when he could feel the blond’s warm breath on his face. It smelled of tangerine and fear.
The always grinning Taichou took another step, another, and another until he was cornering Kira, giving him no escape but to back against the wall. The cold, claw-like hand of Ichimaru Gin, soothingly, grazed the skin of his fukutaichou’s neck, before wrapping around it in a tight grip.
“You are not to spend your next break with Hisagi-kun.”
Kira’s eyes widen and he tried to reply but only air escaped his constricted throat.
“You are not to spend your next break with anyone.” Gin tightened the grip, grinning. Kira struggled for air.
“You can only spend it with me.”
Kira’s face was palling.
“No one else but me.”
Kira tried to nod.
“Only I get to touch you.” Gin’s hands slid down Kira’s whimpering body, stopping at the noticeable erection in his hakama. He said, smiling, “Mine, understand Izuru?”
Kira franticly nodded his understanding; a loud gasp shaking his body when his neck was released from the suffocating claw.
“Only me.” Gin placed his mouth on Kira’s and blew some air in.
“Yes, Taichou.” Kira replied, weakly.
February2008©MarinLiliz
[Characters]: Ichimaru Gin and Kira Izuru. Mentions of Hisagi Shuuhei.
[Summary]: Kira is Gin's and no one else's.
[Word Count]: 230
[Finished]: 09.February.2008
[Beta]: Not beta-read
[Warnings]: Angsty and violent.
[Notes]: This is not a happy, lovey-dovey drabble as most of the Valentine series. It's kinda the reason why Kira ran away from Ikkaku in My Broken Valentine, although I didn't wrote it with that intent. I'm fascinated with the idea Gin and Kira's unhealthy relation and Aizen's influence on it; I have, somewhere, the guidelines for such a fic.
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters©Kubo Tite
Gin walked into Kira’s office, smiling. “Was that Hisagi-kun you were speaking to, Kira?”
“Yes, Ichimaru-taichou. We were planning what to do on our next break.”
“Hmm …I see.” Gin walked up to Kira, stopping only when he could feel the blond’s warm breath on his face. It smelled of tangerine and fear.
The always grinning Taichou took another step, another, and another until he was cornering Kira, giving him no escape but to back against the wall. The cold, claw-like hand of Ichimaru Gin, soothingly, grazed the skin of his fukutaichou’s neck, before wrapping around it in a tight grip.
“You are not to spend your next break with Hisagi-kun.”
Kira’s eyes widen and he tried to reply but only air escaped his constricted throat.
“You are not to spend your next break with anyone.” Gin tightened the grip, grinning. Kira struggled for air.
“You can only spend it with me.”
Kira’s face was palling.
“No one else but me.”
Kira tried to nod.
“Only I get to touch you.” Gin’s hands slid down Kira’s whimpering body, stopping at the noticeable erection in his hakama. He said, smiling, “Mine, understand Izuru?”
Kira franticly nodded his understanding; a loud gasp shaking his body when his neck was released from the suffocating claw.
“Only me.” Gin placed his mouth on Kira’s and blew some air in.
“Yes, Taichou.” Kira replied, weakly.
February2008©MarinLiliz