Strawberry and Hollow | By : Demonized Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1665 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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White Zangetsu realizes that he really doesn't want to let go of Ichigo once solid ground is beneath his feet again. Still, he sets Ichigo down anyways and watches as Ichigo takes in the cavernous hallway they find themselves in. It's strangely empty, which would be worrying were it not for the fact that the Soul King seems to be manipulating everything so that he can meet Ichigo. That is the part that does worry White Zangetsu, if only because he's more than a little protective of his host and definitely possessive, but all of that is pretty much a given when Ichigo is the reason why he's whole. So, yeah, he wants to know what the Soul King wants with Ichigo, and if it will harm Ichigo in any way… well, there's probably not much he can do against the Soul King.
"It's this way," Ichigo murmurs after a moment, and he moves down the hall almost like he's in some sort of trance.
White Zangetsu follows after him, pretty much hounding Ichigo's footsteps, wishing that he had his blade in his hand. An impossibility when he is that blade turned flesh, but Ichigo wants him out here like this and not as a sword, so he'll have to make do. Thankfully he's good at improvising; otherwise, they'd be screwed. "I don't like this, Ichigo."
"We'll be fine, White," Ichigo responds, and White Zangetsu blinks a couple of times. It's the second time Ichigo has referred to him as just White—not counting the one time Ichigo had said it in his inner world because he's pretty sure Ichigo was going to use his full name the —and he finds that he doesn't mind it at all. It's probably easier than going around saying his full name all of the time.
"How can ya be so sure?" White Zangetsu asks out of curiosity, and Ichigo suddenly halts. It's a miracle he doesn't bowl Ichigo over with how closely he is following the teen. Still, he is quite literally at Ichigo's back, so when Ichigo turns to look at him, he has to take a couple of steps back to avoid taking Ichigo's horn to the face.
There's a thoughtful frown already on Ichigo's face, and it falters a little when he sees how close White Zangetsu is to him before it's replaced with a faint smile. "It's like how this-" He reaches up to touch his horn, indicating it. "-feels right to me. I just know that we're going to be okay, so you don't have to worry about me so much."
"I should get ya a mirror if ya think that's th' only thing ya gained from me," White Zangetsu murmurs, mostly to himself, and Ichigo gives him a confused look. "Ya got some of th' markings tha' were on my mask," he explains, though it's a gross oversimplification as to the extent of the markings that Ichigo now sports. "An' then there's yer eye."
Ichigo lets his hand drift from his horn to his face as if he can possibly feel the markings on his skin. "I know that my eyes changed whenever I used your mask, but the markings are new."
"Well, we can get ya a mirror after we're done here 'cause I'm pretty sure there was a mirror or two on tha' disc we left, an' it's not like they're goin' anywhere anytime soon." And if White Zangetsu recalls correctly, Ichigo is still due to have his measurements taken by that Zero Division officer with all the arms, so his chances of having access to a mirror are pretty damn high unless the Zero Division officer is a weirdo who doesn't like mirrors.
"I'm pretty sure you've been too busy staring at me to notice whether or not Shutara-san had mirrors on her disc," Ichigo remarks rather dryly, the hint of a blush dusting his cheeks, as he turns around, his hand dropping back to his side, and he resumes leading the way through the Palace.
"Yeah, and?" White Zangetsu isn't going to deny it, even if it isn't coming out of Ichigo's mouth as an accusation, because he rather not lie to Ichigo. Period. "I think ya like tha' I'm starin' at ya."
"Well, of course, I like it," Ichigo admits, the tips of his ears turning red, and White Zangetsu's mouth curls with a very smug and satisfied grin. "But that's not the point I'm trying to make, White. You're not really paying attention to the rest of your surroundings, and if we were to get ambushed…"
"I'm touched tha' yer concerned for me, Ichigo, an' I get where yer comin' from, but ya have t' understand tha' yer my top priority an' I can always come back so long as yer alive." Yeah, it's probably shitty to put it like that, but it's the truth. It's not like he wants something to happen to him, though, and he can not only see by how Ichigo stiffens ever so slightly, but he can feel the pain that Ichigo feels at the thought, and it has him frowning. "Ichigo…"
"I thought I lost everything again when my Bankai was broken and, sure, everything is fine because it wasn't actually you that broke and, yeah, your Shikai will always reform to how it should be, but I cannot go through that again," Ichigo softly says as he comes to a stop again, his voice starting to crack at the edges, and his hands tremble slightly before he balls them into fists. "Not with you."
"Yer not goin' t' lose me even if yer Bankai does get broken, or did ya ferget tha' this is me in Shikai?" White Zangetsu asks as he reaches up to put a hand on Ichigo's right shoulder, and Ichigo spins around to press up against him and tuck his face against the side of White Zangetsu's neck while he clings to the front of White Zangetsu's shihakushō. "Ya've been through a lot in such a short amount of time, I think ya need one of them vacation things humans like t' go on once this is all over," he murmurs as he wraps an arm around Ichigo's waist and brings the other one up so he can run his fingers through Ichigo's hair.
"I'm pretty sure I had a seventeen-month-long vacation while I didn't have my powers," Ichigo grumbles into his neck, prompting White Zangetsu to sigh.
"I wouldn't call tha' a vacation, 'specially since ya were tryin' yer damnedest t' get yer powers back," White Zangetsu responds in a flat tone, his gaze scanning the length of hall ahead of them. "Ya might not have been able t' hear me or th' Quincy durin' tha' time, but we could still hear ya."
It's Ichigo's turn to sigh, and then he nuzzles his face against White Zangetsu's neck. "It must have rained a lot in those months."
"I'm pretty sure it's rainin' right now too," White Zangetsu says instead, and Ichigo gives a soft huff, his breath warm against White Zangetsu's skin. "An' th' Quincy is gonna fuss at ya if ya keep makin' it rain."
"Better than having you pluck me," Ichigo grumbles half-heartedly.
"Well, I'm not gettin' rained on right now, but I will pluck ya if we don't get a move on," White Zangetsu threatens, but Ichigo stubbornly doesn't budge. Instead, Ichigo tightens his grip on White Zangetsu's shihakushō and mumbles something almost unintelligible against his neck. "What was that, Ichigo? I didn't quite catch what ya said."
"Will you please carry me?" Ichigo repeats, his tone a tad bit terse, and White Zangetsu grins.
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