Bleach Mini Stories And Snippets | By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 27549 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Title: Friendly Conversations
Fandom: Bleach
Characters/Pairing: Ichigo, Sado
Word Count: 629
For: hellfaery on ao3
Warnings: Nothing
AN: And the last one, for now, of me playing in the Walk the Edge world. Next week, I post a Greg/Nick from CSI story with a follow up, then back to the other requests that I have.
Remember, I am actively taking them! Now that I can actually fucking keep the list at hand instead of having it disappear again. *sighs*
And to note, I spent most of this week doing shit. That means not at home, on the computer so I missed a chapter of Estate Managed Love. Sorry about that.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
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“Are you happy here?” Sado looked over to where Ichigo was carefully sharpening his kunai. Looking up, his friend smiled softly at him.
“Yeah. A lot happier then I thought I would be actually,” Ichigo said, smiling happily at his friend. “I don’t know. I just…never felt right in our dimension. I don’t know why but I wasn’t really happy with how things were,” he admitted, reaching for his shuriken.
Sado hummed. “I noticed,” he admitted, scratching the oil-slick colored snake that had draped herself over his shoulders. “You’re relaxed here.”
Ichigo sighed as he ran the star over the sharpening stone. “I have instincts that are even stronger than the other Vizards,” he admitted after a moment. “Being here, being surrounded by others who fight for the right reasons but get to fight on a semi-normal basis, to fill in those darker instincts without being looked at like I’m insane.”
Sado hummed, scratching the top of the snake’s head for a moment before speaking again. “Being a healer and a killer at the same time. I always thought that you ever really fell fit in with the other Shinigami. Better with the Vizard, not so much the Shinigami,” he admitted. Ichigo nodded his head and packed his weaponry away. “You’re a healer now to so you’re helping whenever you’re not scratching an itch to let loose.”
“I’m also teaching. I’m not fond of the idea of child soldiers, but they do it right here. They have to train their people early so that they have control over their chakra. It’s easier done when they’re still growing,” Ichigo said, sighing as he sat back on his hands, staring at his friend. “It helps that I found my lover when I did.”
Sado smirked. “Never went for normal,” he teased.
“What can I say? I don’t want normal. Normal is boring in a lot of ways,” Ichigo teased back. “When are you going to ask Hanataro out anyways? I keep waiting to hear that you did but you never have.”
Sado blushed, grateful for his dark skin hiding quite a bit of the red that stained his cheeks. “I don’t know,” he muttered, shifting and crossing his legs with a sigh. “Maybe about the time that Mizurio and Keigo get off their asses and make their thing with Uryu something more than friendship.”
“To late for that,” Ichigo admitted, wrinkling his nose. “Apparently they all got laid and then decided they were bored with hoping from person to person. From what I heard, Keigo jumped Uryu and then Miruiro joined in on the fun. So. When are you going to ask Hanataro?” he asked, smirking at the other man.
Sado groaned and slumped in his seat, the snake hissing at the fact that he moved, getting a soft chuckle from Ichigo. “I don’t know,” he admitted, shrugging one shoulder with a frown. “Maybe before we start off this war in full,” he said.
“Fucking Rabbit based alien goddess. This shit can only come from a fucking manga,” Ichigo complained, flopping back onto the floor with a groan. “I can’t believe this shit.”
Sado chuckled and shook his head, smoothing a broad hand down over the back of the snakes back, soothing her once more. “At least you know what’s going on and what we need to do. Despite the fact that we have how many assholes against us?” he asked, allowing the summons to move to lay over his shoulders in coils before standing. “Come on. Let’s go spar some more. I need to learn how to fight against a chakra user some more. Then…I might ask Hana out.”
“Finally,” Ichigo groaned, standing up and gathering his weaponry, leading his friend from the apartment and to his favorite training field.
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