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Title: Medic, medic, heal my need
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 2
Characters: Shuuhei, Hanataro, Iba, Kira, Yumichika, Ikkaku
Word Count: 1386
Warnings: nothing so far
AN: Next week don't be to surprised if some of the chapters either come really late at night or really early in the morning.
I'm starting NaNoWriMo and I'm going to be focusing heavily on writing those words. Wish me luck and enjoy!
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Sighing as he poked at the bento that Ichigo had handed him that morning before shuffling off to bed again to try to get more sleep on his day off, Hanataro looked around at the people that he was with. Kira and Yumichika were both off for the day, having pulled double shifts for the last week while the rest had just been off for lunch. Shuuhei and Ikkaku were being teased by their respective lovers, while Iba teased them about being whipped.
Yumichika huffed and rolled his eyes. “And this is why you will never find someone that will make a proper lover and partner. You’re a boar,” the male said, jabbing his chopsticks out at Iba before picking up a small piece of sushi and eating it. “As it is, my lover treats me very well, both in bed and out of it. In fact, he’s actually the best to do the laundry while I don’t let him in the kitchen. But it works for us.”
“I would hope it works. We’ve had time to work it out,” Shuuhei teased, pressing a kiss to his lover’s cheek and pulling him closer, already having eaten his own food. “Thank you for the delicious bento. It really hit the spot after this morning’s training round.”
“Of course,” Yumichika said, beaming up at his lover while Kira stared at Hanataro from Ikkaku’s lap, the tips of his own chopsticks sitting in his mouth as he sucked on them thoughtfully.
“Hanataro-kun? What’s wrong?” Kira finally asked, Hanataro blinking up at his friend in dazed confusion.
“Oh, not a whole lot. Isane-taicho and I are worried about Ichigo, though,” he finally said, looking down at his bento. “He really hasn’t been sleeping very well. And no, I can’t tell you why he’s having issues. That is right to tell you if he wants,” he said, already knowing Iba was opening his mouth. “He’s having dreams though. Nightmares really.”
“And he doesn’t have anyone to help sooth those nightmares away,” Kira sighed, looking worried. “What are you thinking of?”
“I’m thinking we need to find him at least one partner. As Isane-taicho stated when she talked to me, she doubts that he’ll be happy with women of any kind. His one lover and the fact that he’s never looked at a woman like that kind of speaks for itself,” Hanataro said, shaking his head. He sighed and shoved a bit of herb rice into his mouth, sighing in pleasure. “Damn. I know that Yuzu could cook, but Ichigo can beat her easily,” he said. “I wondered why Rose had said that he had learned from a surprising Kurosaki.”
“Oh?” Yumichika asked, reaching out and snagging a bit of the rice and humming in delight at the delicate flavors that didn’t attack the tastebuds but rather danced very lightly over them. “Oh that is good. I’ll have to get that recipe from him. As for the problem with Ichigo...I think to start, friends who he can relax around would be a good start,” he said, sighing and pouting when Hanataro moved his rice away from his chopsticks.
Shuuhei chuckled and pressed a kiss to his cheek before finishing his lunch with a content sigh. “I think you and I would be best,” he said, his lover looking up at him with a curious look on his face. “Well, Ichigo tends to trust us enough to actually get buzzed around us if you’ve noticed. He trusts us to take care of him when he’s vulnerable. The only other people he’s like that is Hanataro and the Vizards, to a point. Hell, the last time that he was hurt and having to heal, he stayed with us since Hanataro was filling in for him and couldn’t take care of him. He doesn’t even trust Rukia that much.”
“That’s because she keeps attacking him for stupid shit. I think the last time she tried ta do that, he snarled at her, filed a report since it was during a nest cleaning, and hasn’t talked to her since,” Iba said, clicking his chopsticks together. “Taicho handled the case. It’s why she got the three month desk duty punishment and has ta help the Fourth with clean up in her division. Jushiro-taicho is really not happy with her either.”
“I hear that Kuchiki-taicho dressed her down when he found out,” Kira said, shaking his head. “Our third seat saw it happen when he was delivering papers to the Thirteenth Division,” he explained. “The poor guy was shaken up. I don’t think he’s ever seen Kuchiki-taicho so pissed off that his reiatsu actually shows it. Ikkaku had to pull out some of the better sake and take him off duty for the day.”
“Oh yeah, I remember that,” Ikkaku grunted, tugging Kira close. “Guy was shivering hard, said that even Gin when he had one of his moods wasn’t as bad,” he continued, shaking his head before smirking when Kira ran a hand over his head. “He’s good but I had ta have the poor guy go talk with the priss last week and he came back blushing and saying that he had ta fix some paperwork. Apparently Kuchiki had been watching him and after talking with ‘em claimed him as his own lover. Our little third is all grown up.”
Kira huffed and smacked him on the chest. “I agree with Shuuhei though, Yumichika-san. The two of you would be best to get him to rest and relax, and hopefully figure out what is going on with him,” he said, finishing his own bento and closing it while taking Ikkaku’s empty bento. “But what that takes form as if up to the two of you, but do take into account what Ichigo would want. The poor guy needs either a solid friendship or a solid relationship.”
“He does,” Hanataro agreed, nodding his head with a slight smile. “I’m probably going to swing by our apartment, see if he’s able to sleep with this new tea. It’s supposed to calm the mind but he can only have it every so often, so he doesn’t really buy a whole lot of it.”
“I’ll talk with Shuuhei about the approach we’ll take with him then, Hanataro. You do what you need to do,” Yumichika promised, patting his head with a smile. “Tell him that I’ll drop by in the next few days to find out how he did that rice would ya?” he asked.
“Of course. His next day off is Saturday,” Hanataro told him with a smile before standing and leaving the group, Iba sighing at the way he walked.
“For a Fourth divisioner, he has such a nice ass,” Iba grunted. “And it’s claimed by a possessive Vizard to.”
“Of course it is. Otoribashi-taicho could see just what others couldn’t until he was taken off of the market,” Kira said, standing and getting a soft kiss from his lover. “I’m going to take Renji-kun a bento. Ichigo-chan said he was cleared for solid healthy foods. Nothing fried or like that, but things like a light stir fry and the such,” he said, pushing a bit of his blond hair back into place. “He’ll be released home in a week if he keeps healing well. The muscles are still weak at the cut point but doing a lot better.”
“Heavy surgery can do that to you,” Yumichika mused, eyes half lidded as he thought of something. “For now, I’m going to take my fukutaicho here to our office to chat about what we’re going to do,” he said, standing and tugging Shuuhei up and away with him. Ikkaku shook his head with a snort while Iba stood to head back to his own work.
“Yeah, I’m out of here myself. I need ta finish off a few things and Kira would pout at me if I don’t get it done,” Ikkaku drawled, walking off and waving over one shoulder.
Iba huffed and adjusted his sunglasses. “Yeah, things are gonna be interestin’. I kind of pity Ichigo because of just how often Shuu walks around with a chafed dick from too much sex,” he chuckled to himself, heading to his own division.
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