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valmoraTitle: Anticipation, with Commentary
Rating: PG
Fandom: Bleach high school AU
Pairing: Ukitake Jyuushirou x Kyouraku Shunsui
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I have merely altered their situations for personal enjoyment; it's not a reflection of the real author (Kubo Tite)'s future plot devices.
Notes: Whether or not this storyline's Nanao is Shunsui's blood sister or just a friend is up to interpretation.
Words: 521
Summary: Shunsui's anticipation of a visit brightens everything in his life.
He's going to Jyuushirou's tonight. The knowledge of it makes him giddy, quick-witted and terribly lazy; Nanao-the-underclassman (his darling Nanao, who would have been a good sister if she weren't so serious) accuses him of slacking after he declares, unrepetant, that of course he didn't do his homework. Again. He doesn't deny it. There are more important things than homework and college applications (he hasn't told her yet that he got accepted early-decision to his first choice) and all the other horrors of academic life of which she's always so fond and which therefore make her a good foil for him.
While there are many more important things than homework (Nanao calls this "finding things to use as excuses to slack," but he thinks her attitude will make the frown stick on her face by the time she is seventeen and while she will still be beautiful when she is thirty-five, she will not be stunning, which applies not only to her beauty but to her textbook-fu skills) Jyuushirou, his dearest and oldest friend, is sick at home, coughing up blood like he does when the weather changes too fast every year. He's missed school for a week, and it's a shame, a travesty, and Shunsui is bringing him homework because unlike Shunsui, Jyuushirou believes that the important things (like playing in the snow) can wait for the trivial ones (summer or homework) most of the time.
But he's going to Jyuushirou's. It's enough to make him hug Nanao despite her protests and not notice at all when she hits him with her physics textbook, and if he weren't so utterly romantically taken he would be flirting with the boys from the jazz ensemble that's rehearsing on the stage while he's messing with some lights in the wings. The little group plays some swing tune that he gets stuck in his head and is humming the rest of the day. He doesn't mind; it's cheery and makes him feel like he's in the middle of a Prohibition-era party where it's snowing outside but all the people inside are warm from the dancing and the liquor, the ladies gorgeous in their joy with life.
When he explains the scene to her, Nanao calls the mental image idiocy, then brains him with a dictionary when he tells her she ought to fall in love sometime, just to see things like that. And though Jyuushirou doesn't call it anything when Shunsui tells him what he imagined was happening in the darkness over the auditorium seats, it's because he doesn't need to, because it bleeds out through Shunsui's delight and the curve of his smile, his touch on Jyuushirou's shoulder and the tone of his voice when they talk to each other in-between scenes of Shakespeare's tragedies.
He contemplates writing Jyuushirou a sonnet, a notion of which he is quickly disabused (metered poetry is nothing but pain), but resolves to bring Jyuushirou to the jazz concert in January, just to have him hear what Shunsui feels. Nanao's right, of course; it is idiocy. But sometimes even idiots can do things right once in a while.
Rating: PG
Fandom: Bleach high school AU
Pairing: Ukitake Jyuushirou x Kyouraku Shunsui
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I have merely altered their situations for personal enjoyment; it's not a reflection of the real author (Kubo Tite)'s future plot devices.
Notes: Whether or not this storyline's Nanao is Shunsui's blood sister or just a friend is up to interpretation.
Words: 521
Summary: Shunsui's anticipation of a visit brightens everything in his life.
He's going to Jyuushirou's tonight. The knowledge of it makes him giddy, quick-witted and terribly lazy; Nanao-the-underclassman (his darling Nanao, who would have been a good sister if she weren't so serious) accuses him of slacking after he declares, unrepetant, that of course he didn't do his homework. Again. He doesn't deny it. There are more important things than homework and college applications (he hasn't told her yet that he got accepted early-decision to his first choice) and all the other horrors of academic life of which she's always so fond and which therefore make her a good foil for him.
While there are many more important things than homework (Nanao calls this "finding things to use as excuses to slack," but he thinks her attitude will make the frown stick on her face by the time she is seventeen and while she will still be beautiful when she is thirty-five, she will not be stunning, which applies not only to her beauty but to her textbook-fu skills) Jyuushirou, his dearest and oldest friend, is sick at home, coughing up blood like he does when the weather changes too fast every year. He's missed school for a week, and it's a shame, a travesty, and Shunsui is bringing him homework because unlike Shunsui, Jyuushirou believes that the important things (like playing in the snow) can wait for the trivial ones (summer or homework) most of the time.
But he's going to Jyuushirou's. It's enough to make him hug Nanao despite her protests and not notice at all when she hits him with her physics textbook, and if he weren't so utterly romantically taken he would be flirting with the boys from the jazz ensemble that's rehearsing on the stage while he's messing with some lights in the wings. The little group plays some swing tune that he gets stuck in his head and is humming the rest of the day. He doesn't mind; it's cheery and makes him feel like he's in the middle of a Prohibition-era party where it's snowing outside but all the people inside are warm from the dancing and the liquor, the ladies gorgeous in their joy with life.
When he explains the scene to her, Nanao calls the mental image idiocy, then brains him with a dictionary when he tells her she ought to fall in love sometime, just to see things like that. And though Jyuushirou doesn't call it anything when Shunsui tells him what he imagined was happening in the darkness over the auditorium seats, it's because he doesn't need to, because it bleeds out through Shunsui's delight and the curve of his smile, his touch on Jyuushirou's shoulder and the tone of his voice when they talk to each other in-between scenes of Shakespeare's tragedies.
He contemplates writing Jyuushirou a sonnet, a notion of which he is quickly disabused (metered poetry is nothing but pain), but resolves to bring Jyuushirou to the jazz concert in January, just to have him hear what Shunsui feels. Nanao's right, of course; it is idiocy. But sometimes even idiots can do things right once in a while.
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Date: 2006-08-11 10:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-12 01:47 am (UTC)He wouldn't be himself if they weren't!
reading them is a really big pleasure
Aww! Thank you. <3 I have a terrible habit of writing high school AU scenarios, but I try to make them good, to make up for the AU-ness.
*hugs back*
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Date: 2006-08-20 06:07 am (UTC)*clings to it* I miss our AU~