Presenting! My New Bleach OTP!
Jul. 24th, 2004 11:23 pmThe howl ran up and down the block. Loud enough it seemed to rattle the stones in the street, deep and inhuman in the dead of a morning turning to noon. The sound blasted the walls in the halls of the 11th Division main complex. Ikakku paused, shooting a wary glance at the door. “Eh.” he said, rubbing an ear. The ringing in it hadn’t waited for the noise to stop.
Yachiru, sitting against the nearby wall with her knees up, giggled and bounced her shiny new toy (a ball, with a skull painted on it) off of his head.
“Mm!” she said, catching it on the rebound. The echo of the roar faded. “Unohana is nice!”
The captain of the 4th Division, on the other side of the door, opened her eyes once the winds died down and tugged the tail of her braid back over her shoulder. She waited for the patient to take a few breaths, and leaned in to finish the binding. “...while it is good that you are conscious again--” She frowned when she found the ends slipped from her hands as he shoved himself up. “---Kenpachi-san.” She reached. He grabbed her wrist.
“…enough.”
Unohana sighed. “Kenpachi-san--”
“ENOUGH.” His voice came in a gravely snarl. “I can do the rest.”
“I see.”
“SO LET ME DO THE REST WOMAN--”
He fell back wheezing. Unohana waited for the patient to take a few more breaths before she calmly pulled his hand off, reclaiming the edges of the bandages.
“Please hold still.”
“I’ll tear your hands off.”
“‘Unslashable’,” Unohana mused. “Of course you will. Your dressings have come undone again. They will have to be fixed.” This she did, pulling them as tight over the wound as they would go.
It was a wonder, with the next howl, that none of the lights burst out in the hall.
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Date: 2004-07-25 12:13 am (UTC)Unohana/Kenpachi OTP. Theirloveissodivided. *SHOT*
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Date: 2004-07-25 12:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-09-30 11:36 am (UTC)You evil evil evil person.
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Date: 2004-09-30 11:46 am (UTC)