Dawn and Dusk | By : Demonized Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 815 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The first thing Zangetsu notices when he comes back to consciousness is that he is definitely not face first in the dirt. No, he's laying on something soft, and there's also a nice and warm weight draped over him. He frowns because he should still be face down in the dirt, right outside of the-
"Yer 'wake," an unfamiliar voice slurs, and it sounds like it's coming from on top of him. "Wasn't sure if I could stay 'wake long 'nough t' explain what happened t' ya," it continues, and Zangetsu opens his eyes and looks down to find the flame-haired sun yōkai draped over him. He looks…beyond tired, which is understandable given that he should be asleep right now, but he's not. "Sorry fer layin' on ya, by th' way. Didn't mean t' but I lost my strength while I was puttin' ya down."
"It's fine," Zangetsu interjects, only for the sun yōkai to give him a stern look.
"It's not fine. Fuckin' cat used me as bait t' lure ya out," the sun yōkai bites out in a bitter tone. "Should'a dusted 'im when I had th' chance, 'cause then ya wouldn't be in this mess."
"It's fine," Zangetsu insists, and the sun yōkai huffs as if to reiterate his point of this not being fine. "Even knowing that I was walking into a trap, I'd protect you again in a heartbeat 'cause it's the right thing to do."
"Ya don't even know me," the sun yōkai grumbles, and Zangetsu has to admit that he has a point. They don't know each other, which is easily rectified.
"I'm Zangetsu," Zangetsu says with an amused smile, and the sun yōkai blinks owlishly at him.
"Yer weird," the sun yōkai states rather bluntly, and then he sighs. "I'm Ichigo."
"One who protects," Zangetsu murmurs, mostly to himself, and Ichigo seems to perk up. Judging from his reaction, it appears that Zangetsu correctly guessed the translation for his name. "It's a nice name," he says for Ichigo to hear.
"T-thanks," Ichigo stammers out, and his cheeks start to glow pink with a blush.
If he was beautiful before, Zangetsu doesn't even have the words to describe what he thinks of Ichigo now, and Ichigo is still draped over him. By accident, obviously, but Zangetsu is enjoying the weight and the warmth of the sun yōkai on top of him, and it would be so very easy to switch their positions and-No! He isn't some beast that gives in to its instincts. He's better than that! Ichigo deserves better than that! "Is it okay if I move you so I can get up, Ichigo?" he asks in a carefully neutral tone, and he hopes that there isn't anything in his voice or his scent that will give his thoughts away to Ichigo.
"Mm, yeah, it's fine if ya move me, 'getsu," Ichigo half-mumbles, his cheeks still decidedly pink, and his eyes start to close. "Don't think I can stay 'wake fer much longer."
"Then go to sleep, Ichigo," Zangetsu suggests as he eases himself up onto his elbows and looks at the bed of pelts they're on. There's just enough space for the both of them as they are, so it will take some careful maneuvering on his part to make sure that Ichigo doesn't roll off onto the uncovered ground, which looks to be stone and is sure to be uncomfortable. He'll spare Ichigo even a second of discomfort for all that he's done for him because…he selfishly wants Ichigo for himself and- No! He needs to control his thoughts better!
"'getsu?" Ichigo all but yawns out his name, and he forces his eyes open to blearily stare up at Zangetsu. "I know I caused ya a lot of trouble, but…I'd like t' see ya 'gain 'cause yer really nice, and-"
"I'm not as nice as you think I am, Ichigo," Zangetsu interrupts before Ichigo can finish what he's saying, and Ichigo blinks up at him in confusion. "I want to do right by you, but the longer we're here like this, the more I want to give in to my instincts and claim you as mine."
"Oh," Ichigo softly says, his cheeks turning an even darker shade of pink. "I think I need t' be more 'wake fer this." His brows furrow a bit as he gives Zangetsu a considering look, and then his eyes light up. "Ya could give me some of yer energy!"
And now it's Zangetsu's turned to be confused because surely he had misheard what Ichigo had said. "What?" he asks, hoping that Ichigo will answer differently this time because he definitely isn't suggesting-
"Jus' a little bit should do," Ichigo continues, confirming that he is in fact suggesting that Zangetsu should give him some of his energy.
It's not that it can't be done, just that the dilemma with giving Ichigo some of his energy lies in the fact that the sharing of energy only happens between mated pairs or between parents and their offspring, and Ichigo should know this. So for him to suggest it…no, he's exhausted and clearly not in his right mind.
"Ichigo, I can't do that," Zangetsu starts to say, only for Ichigo's expression to falter, and now it feels like he's missed something important in their conversation. "You're not my mate," he tries to explain in a gentle tone, and this earns him a frown from Ichigo.
"But ya want t' claim me as yer mate," Ichigo states rather plainly, his frown starting to deepen. "So I don't see th' problem."
"The problem is that we just met, we don't know anything about each other beyond our names, and you could wake up tomorrow and regret letting me claim you while you're exhausted!" Zangetsu thinks that all of his points for why he shouldn't claim Ichigo right now make sense, but Ichigo's frown becomes a full-blown scowl, and the sun yōkai actually growls at him.
"I'm tired, not stupid, and I'm pretty sure I know what I want better than you do, and what I want, Zangetsu, is for you to fucking claim me," Ichigo says in a deathly quiet voice, the tired slur gone, and his irises go from a honeyed brown to molten gold, and damn if Zangetsu isn't impressed, especially since Ichigo seems energized just from getting angry. It's also admittedly very hot, and not because of the flames that start flickering along the thin red to black horns jutting out of Ichigo's hair.
"Fine! But you better not fucking complain when you wake up tomorrow!" Zangetsu says with a growl of his own, and he flips them over so that Ichigo is finally right where Zangetsu wants him. There's nothing nice in the way that he leans down and crushes his mouth against Ichigo's, nor in the way that he pours his energy into the bruising kiss to start transferring it to the sun yōkai, but the way that Ichigo responds, his arms snaking around Zangetsu's neck with a surprising show of strength, and the guttural noise he makes in the back of his throat as he responds to the kiss with the same intensity and ferocity, says that this is exactly what Ichigo wants.
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