[Mistletoe Kisses] Best Served Cold
[Characters]: barai Renji, Hanakari Jinta, Kuchiki Byakuya, Kurosaki Ichigo and Urahara Keisuke. Mentions of Ururu and Tessai.
[Summary]: As Byakuya and Urahara break their kiss under the mistletoe, Renji arrives at Urahara's shop with Ichigo.
[Word Count]: 870
[Finished]: 04.January.2008
[Notes]: These simple X-mas drabbles are quickly becoming a ficlet *smirks*
«« Stolen | Missed Opportunity| Old Love| "A Room Full of Mistletoe, Wasted!"| Chantilly| What Could've Been
»» No One Else But Me| Under/Over Rated| A Well Devised Plan| You Can Kiss...(omake)
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters©Kubo Tite
Renji walked up to Urahara’s shop, Ichigo right behind, both tired, bloodied and ragged from another Arrancar encounter and subsequent fight. The whole shop staff seemed to be waiting for them at the entrance; he could also sense Byakuya’s very light reiatsu inside.
“In for more free food, freeloader-san?” the red-haired boy - Jinta - provoked. The little girl beside him whimpering something that sounded like, Don’t be mean, Jinta
Renji feeling too tired to reply accordingly, just showed his teeth in a menacing grin, he hoped “Yeah, yeah kid” and moving pass the assembled crowd, intent on finding out why his Taichou’s reiatsu was so low.
He entered the store, closely followed by Ichigo, glancing the empty front room, tidily organized by Tessai-san, the massive muscle man in an apron, or so Urahara had said. The familiar reiatsu loomed in the back, a stronger one lingering around.
Renji walked to the backroom in steady passes, with a determination he didn’t feel. Stopping at the ajar door, taking in the sight with apprehension: Byakuya and Urahara-san stood, mere inches apart, in a staring contest.
“Urahara-san! AH and Byakuya! Wassup?” Ichigo greeted, moving towards them.
Byakuya nodded to the substitute shinigami and eyed Renji with an awkward expression, something between discomfort and annoyance.
“Oh, and mistletoe!” Ichigo exclaimed excited “Didn’t know ya had this tradition in Soul Society too. What’ve ya been up to?” he smirked observing both shinigami intently.
Renji saw them moving further apart, an enigmatic grin in Urahara-san’s face, quickly covered by his fan, and a light blush in Byakuya’s, otherwise stern, face.
“C’mon then. Give us a kiss!” Ichigo taunted, lips pouted, headed their way and kissing both in the mouth, with as much noise as one can humanly produce.
Renji gaped at the scene before him, as the rest of the shop dwellers arrived at the backroom; Tessai whistled, Ururu clapped her small hands with an enthusiasm Renji had never seen in the doe-eyed girl and Jinta catcalling while eyeing him.
“Hey, freeloader-san, now’s your chance to kiss someone.” he leered “You’ve been complaining everyone gets a kiss but you!”
Renji’s face matched the color of his hair, turning even deeper crimson red as all faces in the room looked his way, Byakuya being the one he dreaded the most; his Taichou remained impassive but for one inquiring eyebrow.
A surge of anger made him feel like boiling, turning to Jinta he grabbed him by the collar “You little... I’ll drop Zabimaru on ya” he shook the boy “Ya’ll neva know what hit ya!” he growled at the obnoxious kid.
“Ohohoho. There, there Renji-kun. No need to get violent, Jinta was only trying to help.” Urahara-san intervened.
Renji dropped the kid, who scurried behind Urahara and blew his tongue at him still provoking, and eyed the former Taichou in disbelief.
“Only tryin’ to help!?” he could feel the whole room staring at him; Byakuya’s gaze burned his skin.
“Well you did complaint the other day that...”
“Urgh!” the tattooed Fukutaichou yelled exasperated. Not only had the stripe-hat wearing man most likely been kissing his Taichou, he was also disclosing one of Renji’s drunken confessions; the red-haired lowered his head, he was now truly hoping a hole would open up and swallowed him in one piece, but life didn’t seem to be that merciful. Luckily someone was.
“Urahara-san, I think is time we head back to Soul Society! Our fights have been tiring and we’re all in need of rest and of replenishing our energies.” Byakuya spoke in his regal and professional voice “So if you could, please, open the Gate, I would be very much obliged.”
Renji dared raise his head again: Byakuya still bore his impassive mask, Urahara had moved away searching for the things needed to open the Gate between worlds; only Ichigo regarded the scene, and Renji, with an amused smile.
“All set.” the shop owner announced, producing the large shoji doors that lead into Seireitei, hopefully to Division 6 headquarters or somewhere near, Renji mused.
“Thank you for your help and hospitality, Urahara-san” Byakuya nodded and made his way to the Gate, halting at its brink and glancing back “Renji.”
Renji took a step towards the Gate and the 6th Division Taichou but a hand grabbed his arm pulling him back and warm lips pressed against his, a sweet tongue poked his gritted front teeth seeking passage to his mouth. He considered for a second to allow this warm tongue into his mouth, but it was a fleeting desire. He backed away eyeing Ichigo, who licked his lips savouring Renji’s taste.
“What was that for?”
“That’s your kiss under the mistletoe!” he orange head boy replied, adding in a whisper “Or did your complaints of not bein’ kissed meant not bein’ kissed, by Byakuya?”
Renji look at him with feral eyes but betrayed by the furious blush in his cheeks;
Ichigo seeing his discomfort added still whispering. “Have this as your little revenge” he kissed him on the red cheek “‘cos he sure has been round the mistletoe. Safe journey home, Renji”
Renji, speechless, could only nod and turn to the Gate to follow his Taichou home but Byakuya was already gone.
January2008©MarinLiliz
Next: No One Else But Me - (Byakuya/Renji) - Byakuya plots his next move..
[Summary]: As Byakuya and Urahara break their kiss under the mistletoe, Renji arrives at Urahara's shop with Ichigo.
[Word Count]: 870
[Finished]: 04.January.2008
[Notes]: These simple X-mas drabbles are quickly becoming a ficlet *smirks*
«« Stolen | Missed Opportunity| Old Love| "A Room Full of Mistletoe, Wasted!"| Chantilly| What Could've Been
»» No One Else But Me| Under/Over Rated| A Well Devised Plan| You Can Kiss...(omake)
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters©Kubo Tite
Renji walked up to Urahara’s shop, Ichigo right behind, both tired, bloodied and ragged from another Arrancar encounter and subsequent fight. The whole shop staff seemed to be waiting for them at the entrance; he could also sense Byakuya’s very light reiatsu inside.
“In for more free food, freeloader-san?” the red-haired boy - Jinta - provoked. The little girl beside him whimpering something that sounded like, Don’t be mean, Jinta
Renji feeling too tired to reply accordingly, just showed his teeth in a menacing grin, he hoped “Yeah, yeah kid” and moving pass the assembled crowd, intent on finding out why his Taichou’s reiatsu was so low.
He entered the store, closely followed by Ichigo, glancing the empty front room, tidily organized by Tessai-san, the massive muscle man in an apron, or so Urahara had said. The familiar reiatsu loomed in the back, a stronger one lingering around.
Renji walked to the backroom in steady passes, with a determination he didn’t feel. Stopping at the ajar door, taking in the sight with apprehension: Byakuya and Urahara-san stood, mere inches apart, in a staring contest.
“Urahara-san! AH and Byakuya! Wassup?” Ichigo greeted, moving towards them.
Byakuya nodded to the substitute shinigami and eyed Renji with an awkward expression, something between discomfort and annoyance.
“Oh, and mistletoe!” Ichigo exclaimed excited “Didn’t know ya had this tradition in Soul Society too. What’ve ya been up to?” he smirked observing both shinigami intently.
Renji saw them moving further apart, an enigmatic grin in Urahara-san’s face, quickly covered by his fan, and a light blush in Byakuya’s, otherwise stern, face.
“C’mon then. Give us a kiss!” Ichigo taunted, lips pouted, headed their way and kissing both in the mouth, with as much noise as one can humanly produce.
Renji gaped at the scene before him, as the rest of the shop dwellers arrived at the backroom; Tessai whistled, Ururu clapped her small hands with an enthusiasm Renji had never seen in the doe-eyed girl and Jinta catcalling while eyeing him.
“Hey, freeloader-san, now’s your chance to kiss someone.” he leered “You’ve been complaining everyone gets a kiss but you!”
Renji’s face matched the color of his hair, turning even deeper crimson red as all faces in the room looked his way, Byakuya being the one he dreaded the most; his Taichou remained impassive but for one inquiring eyebrow.
A surge of anger made him feel like boiling, turning to Jinta he grabbed him by the collar “You little... I’ll drop Zabimaru on ya” he shook the boy “Ya’ll neva know what hit ya!” he growled at the obnoxious kid.
“Ohohoho. There, there Renji-kun. No need to get violent, Jinta was only trying to help.” Urahara-san intervened.
Renji dropped the kid, who scurried behind Urahara and blew his tongue at him still provoking, and eyed the former Taichou in disbelief.
“Only tryin’ to help!?” he could feel the whole room staring at him; Byakuya’s gaze burned his skin.
“Well you did complaint the other day that...”
“Urgh!” the tattooed Fukutaichou yelled exasperated. Not only had the stripe-hat wearing man most likely been kissing his Taichou, he was also disclosing one of Renji’s drunken confessions; the red-haired lowered his head, he was now truly hoping a hole would open up and swallowed him in one piece, but life didn’t seem to be that merciful. Luckily someone was.
“Urahara-san, I think is time we head back to Soul Society! Our fights have been tiring and we’re all in need of rest and of replenishing our energies.” Byakuya spoke in his regal and professional voice “So if you could, please, open the Gate, I would be very much obliged.”
Renji dared raise his head again: Byakuya still bore his impassive mask, Urahara had moved away searching for the things needed to open the Gate between worlds; only Ichigo regarded the scene, and Renji, with an amused smile.
“All set.” the shop owner announced, producing the large shoji doors that lead into Seireitei, hopefully to Division 6 headquarters or somewhere near, Renji mused.
“Thank you for your help and hospitality, Urahara-san” Byakuya nodded and made his way to the Gate, halting at its brink and glancing back “Renji.”
Renji took a step towards the Gate and the 6th Division Taichou but a hand grabbed his arm pulling him back and warm lips pressed against his, a sweet tongue poked his gritted front teeth seeking passage to his mouth. He considered for a second to allow this warm tongue into his mouth, but it was a fleeting desire. He backed away eyeing Ichigo, who licked his lips savouring Renji’s taste.
“What was that for?”
“That’s your kiss under the mistletoe!” he orange head boy replied, adding in a whisper “Or did your complaints of not bein’ kissed meant not bein’ kissed, by Byakuya?”
Renji look at him with feral eyes but betrayed by the furious blush in his cheeks;
Ichigo seeing his discomfort added still whispering. “Have this as your little revenge” he kissed him on the red cheek “‘cos he sure has been round the mistletoe. Safe journey home, Renji”
Renji, speechless, could only nod and turn to the Gate to follow his Taichou home but Byakuya was already gone.
January2008©MarinLiliz
Next: No One Else But Me - (Byakuya/Renji) - Byakuya plots his next move..