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Title: Touch My Heart

Story: 2

Chapter: 3

Pairing: Ikkaku/Hanataro

Fandom: Bleach

Word count: 1,527

AN: I'm mean to Hanataro and his chickens...so a bit...eww going on here. Enjoy.
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“You do know that I don’t have to be watched over now, right?” Hanataro asked from his nest of blankets and pillows. His cold had finally calmed down after a week of spiking fevers and a rattling couch, leaving him drained. At the moment, he was mostly sleeping, eating and doing paperwork to fill in the time that he wasn’t eating or sleeping.
Ikkaku snorted as he stirred the vegetables in the wok before him. “I go in during the morning rituals,” He stated, smiling slightly as Hanataro chuckled behind him. “Since I only do paperwork during the afternoons anyways, it’s not really a hardship.”
“Right,” Hanataro huffed as he turned back to the papers before him. He knew that he wasn’t going to win the argument just as he hadn’t won the argument with Unohana to return to work. Not that it had been much of a fight considering he had gone up against his taicho and she could be considered scary just by smiling at a person. “My bank account grew on me,” he suddenly said, having come across his newest bank statement, eyebrows hitching upwards.
“Oh yeah?” ikkaku grunted, having a feeling he knew where the money had come from. He had told Kira what had been going on and both of them had gotten a full list of the hardest hit Fourth divisioners from Unohana. The right word in the right ears had set up garnishes on wages and hollowing kills to cover all past uniform destructions along with any other fees.
“Yeah. Almost three times what I had,” Hanataro hummed, his eyebrows hitching upwards. “All of them coming from an account that I know is kept for fees and taxes on certain things.”
Ikkaku made a thoughtful sound as he added some thinly sliced beef and sauce to his wok. “Ah, I think I know what you’re talking about. I found one of my unseated officers stealing someones uniforms a couple of days also while you were with Unohana doing all of that paperwork. I had Kira do a down and dirty investigation and suggested the other taichos do the same.”
“And this includes new money in my bank account?” Hanataro asked, eyes wide and shocked by that fact.
“You, and about fourteen others. All those who were discovered to have willfully destroyed personal and work related properties have their wages garnished until their fees have been paid off in full.They have the option of doing it over time, being on call for replacement shifts and being on the first round for hollow’s if they want to,” Ikkaku drawled.
Hanataro hummed and shook his head. “And if they continue to do what they’re being fined for?” he asked as he dug out his own bank book and started to use the new information to balance it out.
“They start to lose privilages, such as the freedom to wander where they want during off hours. Eventually they’d get placed under heavy watch and seals,” Ikkaku hummed. “I think there should be a memo somewhere in those papers,” he continued as he dished up the vegetable, meat and sauce mix over some rice. Hanataro muttered as he shifted through his papers, finding the memo that he wanted easily enough and read over it.
“Fines to replace any and all damaged items and lost wages. All persons shall have excess money garnished but will also have the option of working overtime and to do more nest clearances if wanted,” Hanataro hummed, eyebrows furrowing together before he looked up to the plate offered. “Seems kind of on the extreme side,” he said, tasting taking the plate and tasting his dinner, humming pleasure. He had learned in the last couple of weeks that as long as the dish was easy, Ikkaku was good at making food.
“It’s a deterrent actually,” Ikkaku grunted as he dug into his own food. “If they have to pay, they tend not to do this shit again. So far we’ve only had to do the first level.”
“Second level is getting knocked down in position and having to do Fourth Division lower seat tasks, such as cleaning out the tunnels,” Hanataro read, huffing out a laugh as he shook his head in some amusement. “Only one position the first time, then they’ll be suspended up but not exceeding a week. After that time, if they don’t stop, they are placed under a ward and given a psychological exam. If they are found unable to stop, they are sealed and given a permanent desk job. Hopefully it really doesn’t get that bad,” he said.
Shaking his head, Hanataro put the memo aside and turned back to his food. He had a feeling that there would be some backlash but it would be quickly squashed. He just couldn’t find it in himself to feel bad about what was happening considering just how long he had been dealing with the shit that was given out by other divisions. It was as if they forgot that the people they belittled were the ones that put them back together when a nest clean up went wrong or they ended up hurt during training.
“You wanna head over to your place? Pick up your clothing soap?” Ikkaku asked after they had finished eating, Hanataro doing the dishes.
“I would like to do that. You really don’t have to watch over me for much longer,” he said as he placed the last plate into the dish drainer. Turning the water off, he grabbed the dish towel and started to dry off the dishes as Ikkaku put the finished paperwork aside and stood up from the table.
“Until Unohana-taicho clears you, yes, I do,” Ikkaku drawled as he took the dried dishes and put them away with a smirk.
Hanataro just huffed and rolled his eyes in amusement but finished off the dishes before going to the master bedroom. Standing in the doorway, he paused and stared at his friend. “Just let me take a quick shower and then we can head on over,” he promised, Ikkaku smirking and waving a hand at him.
Sitting back down at the table, he smirked at the fact that Hanataro was comfortable enough to leave the bedroom door open partly as he found a clean day kimono. While the healer had been feverish, Ikkaku had made sure that the other had been bathed in some way and had worn comfortable sleeping kimonos. At the time, Ikkaku had been rather on the worried side about the fever that had flushed pale skin, but now, he was just enjoying the easy banter between them as they did their day to day chores.
He had slowly gotten Hanataro used to him and used to resting in the same bed as him, making them comfortable in a way that Ikkaku hadn’t with another but Yumichika. He smirked as he mentally thanked the fact that he had Yumichika giving him suggestions as to how to get Hanataro into his life. It was working and he was hoping to actually take him out on a real date night once he had been cleared for such things.
Shaking himself free of his thoughts as Hanataro came back out of the bedroom, clean and with hair brushed out, looking happier than he had been in the last week. “Excited to do more than go to the Fourth, sleep, eat, and do paperwork?” Ikkaku asked teasingly, enjoying the gentle flush on Hanataro’s cheeks.
“Yeah, I am,” Hanataro chuckled, shrugging before making sure that his kimono was sitting correctly. “It’ll be nice to get out.”
Ikkaku chuckled. “Then we’ll walk to your place instead of going over the roof tops.” The beaming smile made him smile in return as they pulled on their tabi and walked towards the healers rooms.
Whey they arrived, Ikkaku pulled his small companion to a stop, both of them jerking at the fact that not only was the door open, but there was also a smear of blood on it. “The fucking hell,” he growled, using the sensory training that Hanataro had helped him through. Feeling the taint of reitsu that he knew came from one of the people who got hit hard with his fines, he made sure that Hanataro stayed put.
Walking in, using his foot to slide the door open further, Ikkaku cursed at finding the room trashed and the torn apart bodies of four very recognizable chickens scattered around the room. Cursing once more, he closed the door and turned to a horrified Hanataro.
“My rooms,” he whimpered, Ikkaku reaching out to pull him close, Hanataro grasping at his top. “My chickens.”
“Yeah, I know. Let me get someone to start the investigation and we can go back to my place. I think you’re not gonna be able to stay here for a while yet,” Ikkaku sighed, Hanataro nodding against his chest, shaken by the violence of the destruction before them.
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