UraIchi - Best Candy In The World
Title: Best Candy In The World.
Author: Spiky.
Genre: Humor.
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Urahara/Ichigo (Ichigo POV).
Prompt: Sweet candy shop (guess where I went with this).
Word Count: 920.
Summary: Ichigo had to have it now.
A/N: DON'T JUDGE ME. This was written for the Sweet Candy Shop contest over at the new uraichi comm. Will cross-post after the contest'll close. Wish me luck, f-list!
Also, special thanks to my half-conscious substitute beta, doxa_the_muffin!
"So it's actually a candy store?" Ichigo asked offhandedly while inspecting the tacky jars at the front of the Urahara Shoten for the first time. He might have known about this place for three years, but whenever he was inside the shop he was either injured or otherwise occupied with shinigami business.
This time it was a lazy afternoon, and he and Urahara were waiting for a message from Soul Society. Alone. Ichigo was incredibly bored, so he decided to wander around the shop, very much aware that the shopkeeper was following him around curiously, silently.
"Why of course, Kurosaki-san!" Urahara answered, looking mystified. "How did you think I make a living?"
Ichigo shrugged, looking over a bag of colorful jelly beans. "I always thought you rob people at night using your cane or something."
Urahara gasped dramatically. "What a thing to say! I would never do that, honestly!" the genuine hurt in Urahara's voice made Ichigo look up. Urahara was staring at him with his hat tipped up as if to show sincerity - the shadows removed for once from his widened eyes. His fan was opened mid-way in front of his nose.
"Look, you come off as a shady man," Ichigo quickly justified himself. "And really, selling candy to kids doesn't help improve your image, y'know."
Urahara's indignation seemed to falter with growing mischief glinting in his eyes, once again overcast with shadows. He turned around and pulled a giant pink-and-white lollipop seemingly out of nowhere. Ichigo was immediately taken aback.
"Would you like a lollipop, Kurosaki-san?" Urahara asked in an incredibly alluring voice. Ichigo tried to ignore the sensuality in his tone, though he couldn't really deny its effect. He shook himself inwardly and turned to look at the lollipop, instead.
Well. It looked good. And he hasn't had a lollipop since the fourth grade. And the way the white swirled around the pink… He reached out his hand, momentarily mesmerized, but flinched back when Urahara hit him with the slat of his fan and pulled the lollipop away.
"But it's gonna cost you," Urahara added, smirking brightly.
"Whatever, just gimme the candy," he hissed, disregarding that he'd just been hit. He would get Urahara back later. Right now he just wanted that lollipop. The piercing look Urahara gave him at that moment was definitely scary, but Ichigo was never one to consider the consequences of taking candy from Urahara Kisuke.
This time he wasn't hit with the fan; Urahara just snatched the candy away before Ichigo could wrap his fingers around it. Ichigo cursed again, but when he followed the candy with his eyes, he discovered it to be in Urahara's mouth.
"Bastard, give it to me!" he shouted, approaching Urahara dangerously. Urahara merely grinned around the lollipop, his pale lips curving viciously. The glint in his eyes only intensified the mischief dripping from him by now. Ichigo could see his tongue curling around the lollipop, pink and tempting and really… what was he thinking?
Urahara shook his head slowly, and then his cheeks hollowed as he sucked on the candy Ichigo instantly proclaimed as the best candy in the world. Ichigo had to have it now. He narrowed his eyes and practically tackled Urahara, pinning him against a wall and grabbing the stick protruding from his mouth.
He pulled it roughly from Urahara's mouth and salvaged the candy, ignoring the contempt yelp Urahara made, the tongue barely-brushing Ichigo's palm as it followed the lollipop and caused shivers to run down Ichigo's spine.
"Haha!" he exclaimed, waving the lollipop victoriously but not quite backing away from Urahara yet.
Urahara's shocked expression turned to one of stony wrath. He froze in Ichigo's hands and raised his fan ominously slow, but instead of opening it, he smacked Ichigo's hand with it, hard - which resulted in Ichigo dropping the best candy in the world to the floor with a thud.
The sharp pain had subsided long before Ichigo's horror had, as he looked down at the candy as if it were his best friend and Urahara had just killed it with his fan. He looked up at the smirking man, mouth hanging open.
"Now look what you've done, Kurosaki-san," Urahara said in his usual pleasant voice, only now it had a taunting edge to it. Ichigo's anger flared within the second, his hand shaking over Urahara's surprisingly strong bicep.
Without thinking about it, he shoved Urahara back against the wall and kissed him, taking Urahara (and himself, really) by complete surprise. He didn't halt over his lips, he had to taste him - the candy. He had to taste the candy.
He snuck his tongue between the slightly parted lips, and his mind was immediately flooded with sensations, with Urahara - taste and scent and grey eyes (never knew they were grey). Urahara let out an elegant sort of grunt and started kissing him back, and Ichigo nearly lost it.
He shut his eyes and caressed Urahara's tongue, tentative and aggressive at the same time, tasting and exploring and needing and… Too much. He was dazed, entirely, and he couldn't lose control like that.
Ichigo pulled back, opening his eyes slowly. Urahara seemed amused, and slightly out of breath - quick puffs of air crashing over Ichigo's mouth. Ichigo could still taste him. Suddenly, he wasn't quite sure who was pinning whom.
Then he remembered what the hell he'd wanted in the first place. The remnants of the candy in his mouth, Ichigo hummed in approval. "Sweet."
Best candy in the world.
END
Author: Spiky.
Genre: Humor.
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Urahara/Ichigo (Ichigo POV).
Prompt: Sweet candy shop (guess where I went with this).
Word Count: 920.
Summary: Ichigo had to have it now.
A/N: DON'T JUDGE ME. This was written for the Sweet Candy Shop contest over at the new uraichi comm. Will cross-post after the contest'll close. Wish me luck, f-list!
Also, special thanks to my half-conscious substitute beta, doxa_the_muffin!
"So it's actually a candy store?" Ichigo asked offhandedly while inspecting the tacky jars at the front of the Urahara Shoten for the first time. He might have known about this place for three years, but whenever he was inside the shop he was either injured or otherwise occupied with shinigami business.
This time it was a lazy afternoon, and he and Urahara were waiting for a message from Soul Society. Alone. Ichigo was incredibly bored, so he decided to wander around the shop, very much aware that the shopkeeper was following him around curiously, silently.
"Why of course, Kurosaki-san!" Urahara answered, looking mystified. "How did you think I make a living?"
Ichigo shrugged, looking over a bag of colorful jelly beans. "I always thought you rob people at night using your cane or something."
Urahara gasped dramatically. "What a thing to say! I would never do that, honestly!" the genuine hurt in Urahara's voice made Ichigo look up. Urahara was staring at him with his hat tipped up as if to show sincerity - the shadows removed for once from his widened eyes. His fan was opened mid-way in front of his nose.
"Look, you come off as a shady man," Ichigo quickly justified himself. "And really, selling candy to kids doesn't help improve your image, y'know."
Urahara's indignation seemed to falter with growing mischief glinting in his eyes, once again overcast with shadows. He turned around and pulled a giant pink-and-white lollipop seemingly out of nowhere. Ichigo was immediately taken aback.
"Would you like a lollipop, Kurosaki-san?" Urahara asked in an incredibly alluring voice. Ichigo tried to ignore the sensuality in his tone, though he couldn't really deny its effect. He shook himself inwardly and turned to look at the lollipop, instead.
Well. It looked good. And he hasn't had a lollipop since the fourth grade. And the way the white swirled around the pink… He reached out his hand, momentarily mesmerized, but flinched back when Urahara hit him with the slat of his fan and pulled the lollipop away.
"But it's gonna cost you," Urahara added, smirking brightly.
"Whatever, just gimme the candy," he hissed, disregarding that he'd just been hit. He would get Urahara back later. Right now he just wanted that lollipop. The piercing look Urahara gave him at that moment was definitely scary, but Ichigo was never one to consider the consequences of taking candy from Urahara Kisuke.
This time he wasn't hit with the fan; Urahara just snatched the candy away before Ichigo could wrap his fingers around it. Ichigo cursed again, but when he followed the candy with his eyes, he discovered it to be in Urahara's mouth.
"Bastard, give it to me!" he shouted, approaching Urahara dangerously. Urahara merely grinned around the lollipop, his pale lips curving viciously. The glint in his eyes only intensified the mischief dripping from him by now. Ichigo could see his tongue curling around the lollipop, pink and tempting and really… what was he thinking?
Urahara shook his head slowly, and then his cheeks hollowed as he sucked on the candy Ichigo instantly proclaimed as the best candy in the world. Ichigo had to have it now. He narrowed his eyes and practically tackled Urahara, pinning him against a wall and grabbing the stick protruding from his mouth.
He pulled it roughly from Urahara's mouth and salvaged the candy, ignoring the contempt yelp Urahara made, the tongue barely-brushing Ichigo's palm as it followed the lollipop and caused shivers to run down Ichigo's spine.
"Haha!" he exclaimed, waving the lollipop victoriously but not quite backing away from Urahara yet.
Urahara's shocked expression turned to one of stony wrath. He froze in Ichigo's hands and raised his fan ominously slow, but instead of opening it, he smacked Ichigo's hand with it, hard - which resulted in Ichigo dropping the best candy in the world to the floor with a thud.
The sharp pain had subsided long before Ichigo's horror had, as he looked down at the candy as if it were his best friend and Urahara had just killed it with his fan. He looked up at the smirking man, mouth hanging open.
"Now look what you've done, Kurosaki-san," Urahara said in his usual pleasant voice, only now it had a taunting edge to it. Ichigo's anger flared within the second, his hand shaking over Urahara's surprisingly strong bicep.
Without thinking about it, he shoved Urahara back against the wall and kissed him, taking Urahara (and himself, really) by complete surprise. He didn't halt over his lips, he had to taste him - the candy. He had to taste the candy.
He snuck his tongue between the slightly parted lips, and his mind was immediately flooded with sensations, with Urahara - taste and scent and grey eyes (never knew they were grey). Urahara let out an elegant sort of grunt and started kissing him back, and Ichigo nearly lost it.
He shut his eyes and caressed Urahara's tongue, tentative and aggressive at the same time, tasting and exploring and needing and… Too much. He was dazed, entirely, and he couldn't lose control like that.
Ichigo pulled back, opening his eyes slowly. Urahara seemed amused, and slightly out of breath - quick puffs of air crashing over Ichigo's mouth. Ichigo could still taste him. Suddenly, he wasn't quite sure who was pinning whom.
Then he remembered what the hell he'd wanted in the first place. The remnants of the candy in his mouth, Ichigo hummed in approval. "Sweet."
Best candy in the world.
END