[Bleach] On Bees and...Bees (13+8, 13z)
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valmoraTitle: On Bees and...Bees
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Ukitake Jyuushirou+Kyouraku Shunsui, Sougyo no Kotowari
Disclaimer: Neither Ukitake nor the name of his zanpakutou belong to me. The characterisation of said sword, however, is my own invention.
Notes: Zanpakutou crack. For Gali. ^_~ Complete with an attempt at an Australian accent for Sougyo.
"You think," Sougyo no Kotowari says, very proud of the fact that his voice is still even, "that you are - are - that you like Kyouraku Shunsui." Well, you can't blame him for trying to say it, but he couldn't. It's a bit hard to fathom even for him, and he spends most of his time inside Jyuushirou's head.
Jyuushirou nods.
"Who was recently thrown out of the sheila-dormitory in a blazing display of Casanova imitation?"
Jyuushirou cracks a smile, nodding again. "The dormitory mistress found his shoes outside the door."
There is a pause while Sougyo processes the idiocy of first Kyouraku Shunsui, then Jyuushirou, then Jyuushirou's sexual preferences, then of the world in general that decided not to supply any women to Jyuushirou's taste during his formative years. Judging from Jyuushirou's current preferences, though, she would've been very ugly.
"That's not a fair go," he says after a minute, because he feels this needs to be pointed out before Jyuushirou thinks he's got other than Buckley's.
Jyuushirou smiles at him, bright like nothing's changed and he's still the same kid he was before any of this Academy nonsense.
Well. Sougyo sits back on his heels, running a hand through his hair. "D'ya need a - Talk. Or anything." He doesn't think he can say sex in front of Jyuushirou, even though he had to once before, not too long after Mom and Dad died. He likes to call that particular conversation The Sentence That Went on Forever and Used Words I Will Never Say Again.
"No thanks," Jyuushirou answers, shaking his head. "I - I know already."
Sougyo goes cold. "What?" he asks numbly.
"Not like that," Jyuushirou says, waving his hand, flushed pink with embarrassment. "I read a book."
Somehow, Sougyo manages to relax. "Okay," he says, and thinks She'll be right. He almost manages to believe it, because Jyuushirou was such an idiot to scare him like that that the kid almost deserves a moron like Kyouraku.
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Ukitake Jyuushirou+Kyouraku Shunsui, Sougyo no Kotowari
Disclaimer: Neither Ukitake nor the name of his zanpakutou belong to me. The characterisation of said sword, however, is my own invention.
Notes: Zanpakutou crack. For Gali. ^_~ Complete with an attempt at an Australian accent for Sougyo.
"You think," Sougyo no Kotowari says, very proud of the fact that his voice is still even, "that you are - are - that you like Kyouraku Shunsui." Well, you can't blame him for trying to say it, but he couldn't. It's a bit hard to fathom even for him, and he spends most of his time inside Jyuushirou's head.
Jyuushirou nods.
"Who was recently thrown out of the sheila-dormitory in a blazing display of Casanova imitation?"
Jyuushirou cracks a smile, nodding again. "The dormitory mistress found his shoes outside the door."
There is a pause while Sougyo processes the idiocy of first Kyouraku Shunsui, then Jyuushirou, then Jyuushirou's sexual preferences, then of the world in general that decided not to supply any women to Jyuushirou's taste during his formative years. Judging from Jyuushirou's current preferences, though, she would've been very ugly.
"That's not a fair go," he says after a minute, because he feels this needs to be pointed out before Jyuushirou thinks he's got other than Buckley's.
Jyuushirou smiles at him, bright like nothing's changed and he's still the same kid he was before any of this Academy nonsense.
Well. Sougyo sits back on his heels, running a hand through his hair. "D'ya need a - Talk. Or anything." He doesn't think he can say sex in front of Jyuushirou, even though he had to once before, not too long after Mom and Dad died. He likes to call that particular conversation The Sentence That Went on Forever and Used Words I Will Never Say Again.
"No thanks," Jyuushirou answers, shaking his head. "I - I know already."
Sougyo goes cold. "What?" he asks numbly.
"Not like that," Jyuushirou says, waving his hand, flushed pink with embarrassment. "I read a book."
Somehow, Sougyo manages to relax. "Okay," he says, and thinks She'll be right. He almost manages to believe it, because Jyuushirou was such an idiot to scare him like that that the kid almost deserves a moron like Kyouraku.
