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ajremixAn bad attempt to be creative. And exploit a holiday.
Title: Seis de Mayo
Fandom: Bleach RP![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mercy_street_rp
Rating: PG, for only a couple curses
Word Count: 365
Characters: Ikkaku, Hisagi
Summary: After parties, before hangovers
With a very final, very tired shove, the door swung open and Ikkaku slumped in, fully intending to take up the couch and die. Except it was already taken up.
“Man, you look like shit.”
“Nrgh.”
“If you’re hungry, there’s some leftovers in the kitchen.”
Ikkaku didn’t have enough energy left to snicker, but was able to get out one ‘hn’. “Yer gonna make a great wife one day.”
“Shut your mouth.”
The apartment was silent except for Ikkaku shuffling to the kitchen for a drink- orange juice, he got accosted by people who insisted on buying the bartenders drinks before they officially closed up –and then shuffling to the large window overlooking the fire escape. With a grunt and more struggling than it should’ve taken, the window slid open and Ikkaku sighed into the cool night air. After a moment he ducked under the sill and sat out under the sky.
Closing his eyes under the streetlights and city sounds, Ikkaku nearly fell asleep if not for the presence that leaned their elbows on the sill by his head.
“Ran’s stayin’ upstairs.” He slurred tiredly. “Retsu-nee insisted.”
“That’s fine. I’m gonna crash here, myself.”
“Hn. Cinco de Mayo. What the hell?”
“Don’t tell me you’re complaining. These sorts of things bring you the most money.”
“Totally kills us fer tomorrow, too.”
They sat quietly, watching the patches of dark sky between rooftops and the grates of the fire escape.
“Where’s Renji an’ Tetsu?”
“Tetsu’s been out with that girl of his and Renji crashed pretty much right after he got back. Guess the café was pretty busy, too.”
“What, yer the only one I get to keep me company?”
A scowl was his answer. “Would you like it better if I put on a wig and got a set of breasts?”
“A little. If you didn’t make a godawful woman.”
Shuuhei reached out and gave Ikkaku’s head a half-hearted shove. “Dick. An’ after I went through to trouble to cook for you’re ungrateful ass.”
Chuckling at that, Ikkaku raised his glass in a toast- coincidentally at a police helicopter that was making its rounds. “Happy Cinco de Mayo.”
“Seis.”
“I don’t give a fuck.”
Title: Seis de Mayo
Fandom: Bleach RP
mercy_street_rpRating: PG, for only a couple curses
Word Count: 365
Characters: Ikkaku, Hisagi
Summary: After parties, before hangovers
With a very final, very tired shove, the door swung open and Ikkaku slumped in, fully intending to take up the couch and die. Except it was already taken up.
“Man, you look like shit.”
“Nrgh.”
“If you’re hungry, there’s some leftovers in the kitchen.”
Ikkaku didn’t have enough energy left to snicker, but was able to get out one ‘hn’. “Yer gonna make a great wife one day.”
“Shut your mouth.”
The apartment was silent except for Ikkaku shuffling to the kitchen for a drink- orange juice, he got accosted by people who insisted on buying the bartenders drinks before they officially closed up –and then shuffling to the large window overlooking the fire escape. With a grunt and more struggling than it should’ve taken, the window slid open and Ikkaku sighed into the cool night air. After a moment he ducked under the sill and sat out under the sky.
Closing his eyes under the streetlights and city sounds, Ikkaku nearly fell asleep if not for the presence that leaned their elbows on the sill by his head.
“Ran’s stayin’ upstairs.” He slurred tiredly. “Retsu-nee insisted.”
“That’s fine. I’m gonna crash here, myself.”
“Hn. Cinco de Mayo. What the hell?”
“Don’t tell me you’re complaining. These sorts of things bring you the most money.”
“Totally kills us fer tomorrow, too.”
They sat quietly, watching the patches of dark sky between rooftops and the grates of the fire escape.
“Where’s Renji an’ Tetsu?”
“Tetsu’s been out with that girl of his and Renji crashed pretty much right after he got back. Guess the café was pretty busy, too.”
“What, yer the only one I get to keep me company?”
A scowl was his answer. “Would you like it better if I put on a wig and got a set of breasts?”
“A little. If you didn’t make a godawful woman.”
Shuuhei reached out and gave Ikkaku’s head a half-hearted shove. “Dick. An’ after I went through to trouble to cook for you’re ungrateful ass.”
Chuckling at that, Ikkaku raised his glass in a toast- coincidentally at a police helicopter that was making its rounds. “Happy Cinco de Mayo.”
“Seis.”
“I don’t give a fuck.”
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Date: 2006-05-10 03:35 am (UTC)