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moonsheenBleach drabble. Ichigo and Rukia. On the matter of a little hair dye. Short and stupid. Slight spoilers I guess? It makes more sense if you've read up to 134.
“....or else!!” they bark, shaking their fists in brave, brave retreat. They’re big guys. They tumble over each other as they round the corner and pass out of sight. Rukia smooths her skirt and folds her arms, making a light amused sound.
“That was a very creative use of fish.”
Ichigo tosses said object over the fence. Yuzu would have to do with other options for dinner. “Whatever works.” He shrugs and picks up the rest of the groceries. “So what did you say to that guy? He ran pretty fast.”
Rukia waves a hand. “Oh, you know...” she begins vaguely. “Things. They told you to dye your hair again--” (“Nice change of subject,” mutters Ichigo here. She ignores him) “–they do that a lot, don’t they?”
“Long as they think it’s something clever.” Which is always and Ichigo can’t help but snort. He kicks the sidewalk and gets walking, already tired of the topic and kind of hungry, besides. For anything. Just not fish.
“Hm.” Rukia keeps pace with him while they’re still a few blocks away from the clinic. “Ever consider it?”
“No,” says Ichigo, dismissing it then and there. He blinks a moment later. She’s stopped and giving him a Look. “What?”
“Good.”
“...?”
“Black hair wouldn’t suit you,” says Rukia simply. She stretches, walks past him, and leaves the matter at that.
“....or else!!” they bark, shaking their fists in brave, brave retreat. They’re big guys. They tumble over each other as they round the corner and pass out of sight. Rukia smooths her skirt and folds her arms, making a light amused sound.
“That was a very creative use of fish.”
Ichigo tosses said object over the fence. Yuzu would have to do with other options for dinner. “Whatever works.” He shrugs and picks up the rest of the groceries. “So what did you say to that guy? He ran pretty fast.”
Rukia waves a hand. “Oh, you know...” she begins vaguely. “Things. They told you to dye your hair again--” (“Nice change of subject,” mutters Ichigo here. She ignores him) “–they do that a lot, don’t they?”
“Long as they think it’s something clever.” Which is always and Ichigo can’t help but snort. He kicks the sidewalk and gets walking, already tired of the topic and kind of hungry, besides. For anything. Just not fish.
“Hm.” Rukia keeps pace with him while they’re still a few blocks away from the clinic. “Ever consider it?”
“No,” says Ichigo, dismissing it then and there. He blinks a moment later. She’s stopped and giving him a Look. “What?”
“Good.”
“...?”
“Black hair wouldn’t suit you,” says Rukia simply. She stretches, walks past him, and leaves the matter at that.
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Date: 2004-09-26 03:06 pm (UTC)That last line caught me totally off guard.
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