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valmoraTitle: PDA'ing like Microsoft Programmed You
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Bleach, high school AU
Pairing: Aizen/Ichimaru, auxiliary Byakuya/Renji
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine.
Notes:Xmas fic for Gali!
Byakuya took his required-for-graduation semester of Economics in sophomore year, opting for the Advanced Placement version rather than the normal one, which he described to Renji, later, as The class where one spends a week filling out checks, a skill I acquired somewhere in between reading "Dick and Jane" and "The Boxcar Children" (to which Renji replied, If you learned to read from "Dick and Jane" then no wonder you like cock. After which Byakuya had to remind him forcefully that language such as that was wholly unnecessary).
The only other non-senior in the class was a year ahead of Byakuya anyway, but they banded together out of solidarity; Aizen did not find Byakuya’s personality off-putting and Byakuya did not find Aizen to be an idiot. It worked fairly well, comparatively speaking, and when Byakuya found that not only did Aizen play French horn but also fenced in his spare time –
Well, since Aizen continued to not be a moron, they could not have been anything but friends.
Of course, Byakuya did not expect, one day after class, Aizen to stop in the middle of the hall and exclaim to an approaching student, “I didn’t expect to see you!”
And Byakuya, upon recognizing the other student, wished he had not. Because Ichimaru was bad for everyone’s reputation, was dangerous and strange and, as the rest of the student body had it, a slacker.
“Skipped out on chemistry,” Ichimaru said, taking up Aizen’s and Byakuya’s stride and walking with them. Byakuya ignored that Ichimaru sent him a smug look while sweeping insolent eyes over Byakuya’s body.
“You shouldn’t do that,” Aizen scolded him, but Ichimaru merely regarded him evenly and, almost without warning to Byakuya, Aizen had been pushed into the window-walls of the hallway for what appeared to be an enthusiastic kiss.
Byakuya looked away out of modesty and waited for them to finish with their display, his respect for Aizen diminishing rapidly. He also wondered why nobody was shouting derogatory remarks, although that question was quickly answered when someone pushed into them and snarled something about fags, and Aizen smiled and said something very frightening about the heckler’s place of habitation and the likelihood that the insurance for it would soon become very valuable – though not valuable enough.
Unfortunately, such events – not the heckling but the displays of affection in mid-traffic – became rather common, and Byakuya was, as loath as he was to admit it, glad when the semester ended and he was no longer subjected to them.
Of course, that the next semester’s class was Health, and he was seated regrettably close to Ichimaru, was merely an unfortunate coincidence.
Truly, he was quite glad when Aizen graduated and he no longer had to be aware of the possibility of seeing such a thing again.
(Although Renji, who regularly insists on holding hands in the hallway merely to annoy him, says that it wasn’t relief Byakuya felt but regret, because God knows that apart Aizen and Ichimaru aren’t much but together they scorch, and even a tightass like Byakuya would know that. To which Byakuya replies that Renji’s observation on the state of his anatomy is wholly out of line, and Renji laughs, and Byakuya begins to understand a little why Aizen never wanted to pull out of those kisses.)
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Bleach, high school AU
Pairing: Aizen/Ichimaru, auxiliary Byakuya/Renji
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine.
Notes:Xmas fic for Gali!
Byakuya took his required-for-graduation semester of Economics in sophomore year, opting for the Advanced Placement version rather than the normal one, which he described to Renji, later, as The class where one spends a week filling out checks, a skill I acquired somewhere in between reading "Dick and Jane" and "The Boxcar Children" (to which Renji replied, If you learned to read from "Dick and Jane" then no wonder you like cock. After which Byakuya had to remind him forcefully that language such as that was wholly unnecessary).
The only other non-senior in the class was a year ahead of Byakuya anyway, but they banded together out of solidarity; Aizen did not find Byakuya’s personality off-putting and Byakuya did not find Aizen to be an idiot. It worked fairly well, comparatively speaking, and when Byakuya found that not only did Aizen play French horn but also fenced in his spare time –
Well, since Aizen continued to not be a moron, they could not have been anything but friends.
Of course, Byakuya did not expect, one day after class, Aizen to stop in the middle of the hall and exclaim to an approaching student, “I didn’t expect to see you!”
And Byakuya, upon recognizing the other student, wished he had not. Because Ichimaru was bad for everyone’s reputation, was dangerous and strange and, as the rest of the student body had it, a slacker.
“Skipped out on chemistry,” Ichimaru said, taking up Aizen’s and Byakuya’s stride and walking with them. Byakuya ignored that Ichimaru sent him a smug look while sweeping insolent eyes over Byakuya’s body.
“You shouldn’t do that,” Aizen scolded him, but Ichimaru merely regarded him evenly and, almost without warning to Byakuya, Aizen had been pushed into the window-walls of the hallway for what appeared to be an enthusiastic kiss.
Byakuya looked away out of modesty and waited for them to finish with their display, his respect for Aizen diminishing rapidly. He also wondered why nobody was shouting derogatory remarks, although that question was quickly answered when someone pushed into them and snarled something about fags, and Aizen smiled and said something very frightening about the heckler’s place of habitation and the likelihood that the insurance for it would soon become very valuable – though not valuable enough.
Unfortunately, such events – not the heckling but the displays of affection in mid-traffic – became rather common, and Byakuya was, as loath as he was to admit it, glad when the semester ended and he was no longer subjected to them.
Of course, that the next semester’s class was Health, and he was seated regrettably close to Ichimaru, was merely an unfortunate coincidence.
Truly, he was quite glad when Aizen graduated and he no longer had to be aware of the possibility of seeing such a thing again.
(Although Renji, who regularly insists on holding hands in the hallway merely to annoy him, says that it wasn’t relief Byakuya felt but regret, because God knows that apart Aizen and Ichimaru aren’t much but together they scorch, and even a tightass like Byakuya would know that. To which Byakuya replies that Renji’s observation on the state of his anatomy is wholly out of line, and Renji laughs, and Byakuya begins to understand a little why Aizen never wanted to pull out of those kisses.)
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Date: 2006-12-25 09:08 am (UTC)Hah, scary. But this 'heckler' deserves it XD
Very nice story. I really like your Bleach fics (and I love those about Aizen and Gin) ^__^
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Date: 2006-12-25 07:35 pm (UTC)Sometimes. Aizen isn't a big fan of overkill, so merely the threat is often enough. He can probably kill people with his mind without resorting to actual violence.
I'm glad you liked it. =D
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Date: 2006-12-25 04:48 pm (UTC)I really like your Bleach AUs ♥♥♥
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Date: 2007-06-22 04:01 pm (UTC)WIN! xD