I don't know if this counts as Bleach or not. Except it does, even though there aren't any names.
Title: Two Things that Clash
Rating: PG
Fandom: Bleach, but could be read as Original.
Pairing: If you can't guess, they're at the end.
Disclaimer: If you think these characters are from Bleach, they belong to KT.
Her breath hovers, white, in the cold air, and he thinks to himself I could have had this.
He says, “It wouldn’t’ve worked, would it.”
“No,” she says, and her smile is a little regretful, maybe. He thinks.
“And you’ve got a boyfriend,” he says, “or whatever you want to call it. At your age.”
She laughs at that, gives him a gentle little push in mock-irritation, or maybe real annoyance, in his side. She doesn’t even come up to his shoulder, she’s so short.
“If I’m old, you’re old too,” she tells him, smile wide, so he guesses she’s not so mad. “And he’s not my boyfriend.”
“Sure,” he says, rolling his eyes. “You’re only living together. And making wet, sappy, kissing noises whenever your brother drops by for a visit.”
“He takes his chances, not calling first.”
“He takes his life in his hands, you mean,” he jokes, putting his hand on her shoulder and maybe hugging her just a little, smelling ice and cold in the air rather than her. He doesn’t think he wants to smell her on the air.
She smiles up at him, eyes blue and wide and sparkling. “I got him a bunny to play with instead,” she tells him, and he grins down at her.
“I know,” he says. “I hate that thing. It thinks my shirt is lettuce.”
“You shouldn’t wear green,” she says flippantly, “with your hair.”
Pairings, if you hadn't guessed: Ichigo/Rukia, Byakuya/Renji
Title: Two Things that Clash
Rating: PG
Fandom: Bleach, but could be read as Original.
Pairing: If you can't guess, they're at the end.
Disclaimer: If you think these characters are from Bleach, they belong to KT.
Her breath hovers, white, in the cold air, and he thinks to himself I could have had this.
He says, “It wouldn’t’ve worked, would it.”
“No,” she says, and her smile is a little regretful, maybe. He thinks.
“And you’ve got a boyfriend,” he says, “or whatever you want to call it. At your age.”
She laughs at that, gives him a gentle little push in mock-irritation, or maybe real annoyance, in his side. She doesn’t even come up to his shoulder, she’s so short.
“If I’m old, you’re old too,” she tells him, smile wide, so he guesses she’s not so mad. “And he’s not my boyfriend.”
“Sure,” he says, rolling his eyes. “You’re only living together. And making wet, sappy, kissing noises whenever your brother drops by for a visit.”
“He takes his chances, not calling first.”
“He takes his life in his hands, you mean,” he jokes, putting his hand on her shoulder and maybe hugging her just a little, smelling ice and cold in the air rather than her. He doesn’t think he wants to smell her on the air.
She smiles up at him, eyes blue and wide and sparkling. “I got him a bunny to play with instead,” she tells him, and he grins down at her.
“I know,” he says. “I hate that thing. It thinks my shirt is lettuce.”
“You shouldn’t wear green,” she says flippantly, “with your hair.”
Pairings, if you hadn't guessed: Ichigo/Rukia, Byakuya/Renji
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Date: 2006-04-05 02:57 am (UTC)