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Title: A Family Affair
Fandom: Bleach RP![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mercy_street_rp
Rating: PG-13 for language
Word Count: 1024
Characters: Rangiku, Tetsu, Kenpachi, Ikkaku, Yachiru
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weissgrrl
Summary: Fast forward. And then fast forward some more.
When Rangiku entered the bar, everyone cheered and she gave the room a flirty wink and a little wave. When Tetsu entered the bar, everyone booed and he told them, “Stop bein’ drunk bastards!” Rangiku laughed and kissed him on the cheek and everyone booed louder.
“Ken-san!” She called out to the man behind the bar. “Did we miss anything?”
Kenpachi’s lip quirked at the kiddish way Rangiku leaned against the bar, looking up at him like a child wanting an exciting story. Tetsu had to wonder if he was getting better at reading the older man’s subtle moods or if he stopped caring about looking so intimidating all the time, but it seemed to him that Kenpachi found more things amusing the older he got.
“Nothing that don’t normally happen,” he said filling up a mug with a dark lager. “When ya head up to get the kid, remind Yachiru she’s got school tomorrow.”
“No problem!” They said, retreating to the back area. As they made their way up the stairs, they could feel the building vibrating slightly around them.
“Told ‘im it was a bad idea gettin’ surround sound.” Tetsu said. “She plays her crap louder’n Ikkaku does.”
“I’ll bet you she’s watchin’ Aliens again.” Rangiku gave Tetsu a look over her shoulder. “That’s your fault, you know.”
“How is that my fault?”
“Your little friend at the video store told you to rent it for her and now she’s hooked!”
“Oi, he’s not my little friend. I’m not the one whose chest he ogles.”
“I should hope not. Not when he’s got my babies to drool over.”
Tetsu looked up at her over his sunglasses and when he said, “That’s kinda my point,” Rangiku turned and pulled him into a hug.
“He’s too cute when he’s flustered, you know.” She pulled the sunglasses down enough to place a kiss between his eyes. “Maybe next time you ask him for a movie recommendation, you should tell him it’s for a 13 year-old girl, hm?”
“I’ll think about it.” Tetsu returned, unlocking the door and flipping on the hall light. “Yo! We’re back!” When no answer came back to them, he sighed. “Guess His Baldness fell asleep again.”
“How sad, being worn out by a little girl.”
When the peered over the edge of the couch they found Ikkaku sprawled across it, dead asleep. And no one else around.
“Dammit,” Rangiku smacked Ikkaku in the forehead. “Get up!”
“Fuck- what!?” He jerked awake. Peering blearily at the faces looking down at him, Ikkaku groaned and buried his face into the back of the couch. “Dammit,” he mumbled, “this better be important.”
“My girl? The one you were supposed to be watching over?” She smacked him in the shoulder- harder. “Where is she?”
A hand waved vaguely at the floor. “She’s playin’ right over-“ Abruptly Ikkaku sat up, realizing the silence and question meant she, in fact, was not playing right over there. “Fuck.”
“Idiot.”
Tetsu shook his head. “You check in here, we’ll ask Yachiru if she saw her.” He said, leading Rangiku out of the apartment. “Nothin’ would’ve happened to her. Don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried.” She replied hotly. “Cocky-san back there is going to be in pain in about five minutes, but I’m not worried.” Knowing better than to say anything, Tetsu merely knocked loudly on the door.
It took a moment, but the door opened about two inches and the bright orange tip of a plastic gun peeked through the gap. “Bug or human?” A voice demanded from under an equally plastic helmet with “Ripley” scrawled across the front.
Tetsu sighed, plugging the gun with a finger, “What’d we tell ya ‘bout pullin’ out guns? Fake or not?”
The door opened up fully and even from the hall they could see the Marines mowing down skeletal aliens and felt more than hear the obscenities in their eardrums. “Yer back already?” Yachiru cried, helmet wobbling as she bounced. “We haven’t gotten to the good parts yet!”
“We?” Sure enough, over the edge of the couch they could see another plastic gun pointing at them, a pair of dark eyes watching intently from under a mixing-bowl-turned-helmet. “Yachiru, she’s too young to be watching these sorts of movies!”
“I cover her eyes through all the bad parts!”
“And the language?”
With a sigh, Yachiru turned around and said, “Earmuffs!” The gun disappeared and the bowl-helmet almost fell off when the tiny girl clapped her hands over her ears. Yachiru turned back to the adults with an ‘anything else?’ look.
Tetsu snorted and pretended to be distracted by something down the hall. Rangiku spared a quick glare at him. “Well, we’re going to go home now. And next time you bring her over to watch movies with you, tell baldy where she is, okay?”
“But baldy was sleepin’!” She wrinkled her nose. “He’s no fun anymore!”
Shaking her head, Rangiku walked inside and picked her daughter up. “Make him take a break once in a while, then.” She told the young girl. “And if he’s asleep next time, write him a note. Or else he’ll wake up in a panic and accuse the first person he finds of kidnapping her.” She paused. “Again.”
When Tetsu snorted again, Rangiku went out into the hall to kick him in the shin. “That wasn’t funny. You’re lucky I forgave you of that. And Renji still has to bring by three more free cakes before I forgive him, too.”
“Ow,” Tetsu limped back, “won’t happen again- promise!”
“Good. Tell Ikkaku she’s okay. I’ll meet you outside.” After he went off to do as he was told, Rangiku dug into her purse and pulled out a ten dollar bill. “Thanks, Yachiru. And Ken-san says go to bed.”
“Will after the movie!” She said, eyes brightening at the money. “Bye-bye! Don’t let the bug getcha!”
The girl on Rangiku’s shoulder giggled, waving back wildly. “Baibai!”
The blonde shook her head, smiling fondly. “You are going to give me such a headache when you’re older. I can see that already.” Her daughter just laughed in delight and tugged on her hair.
Title: A Family Affair
Fandom: Bleach RP
mercy_street_rpRating: PG-13 for language
Word Count: 1024
Characters: Rangiku, Tetsu, Kenpachi, Ikkaku, Yachiru
In Response to:
weissgrrlSummary: Fast forward. And then fast forward some more.
When Rangiku entered the bar, everyone cheered and she gave the room a flirty wink and a little wave. When Tetsu entered the bar, everyone booed and he told them, “Stop bein’ drunk bastards!” Rangiku laughed and kissed him on the cheek and everyone booed louder.
“Ken-san!” She called out to the man behind the bar. “Did we miss anything?”
Kenpachi’s lip quirked at the kiddish way Rangiku leaned against the bar, looking up at him like a child wanting an exciting story. Tetsu had to wonder if he was getting better at reading the older man’s subtle moods or if he stopped caring about looking so intimidating all the time, but it seemed to him that Kenpachi found more things amusing the older he got.
“Nothing that don’t normally happen,” he said filling up a mug with a dark lager. “When ya head up to get the kid, remind Yachiru she’s got school tomorrow.”
“No problem!” They said, retreating to the back area. As they made their way up the stairs, they could feel the building vibrating slightly around them.
“Told ‘im it was a bad idea gettin’ surround sound.” Tetsu said. “She plays her crap louder’n Ikkaku does.”
“I’ll bet you she’s watchin’ Aliens again.” Rangiku gave Tetsu a look over her shoulder. “That’s your fault, you know.”
“How is that my fault?”
“Your little friend at the video store told you to rent it for her and now she’s hooked!”
“Oi, he’s not my little friend. I’m not the one whose chest he ogles.”
“I should hope not. Not when he’s got my babies to drool over.”
Tetsu looked up at her over his sunglasses and when he said, “That’s kinda my point,” Rangiku turned and pulled him into a hug.
“He’s too cute when he’s flustered, you know.” She pulled the sunglasses down enough to place a kiss between his eyes. “Maybe next time you ask him for a movie recommendation, you should tell him it’s for a 13 year-old girl, hm?”
“I’ll think about it.” Tetsu returned, unlocking the door and flipping on the hall light. “Yo! We’re back!” When no answer came back to them, he sighed. “Guess His Baldness fell asleep again.”
“How sad, being worn out by a little girl.”
When the peered over the edge of the couch they found Ikkaku sprawled across it, dead asleep. And no one else around.
“Dammit,” Rangiku smacked Ikkaku in the forehead. “Get up!”
“Fuck- what!?” He jerked awake. Peering blearily at the faces looking down at him, Ikkaku groaned and buried his face into the back of the couch. “Dammit,” he mumbled, “this better be important.”
“My girl? The one you were supposed to be watching over?” She smacked him in the shoulder- harder. “Where is she?”
A hand waved vaguely at the floor. “She’s playin’ right over-“ Abruptly Ikkaku sat up, realizing the silence and question meant she, in fact, was not playing right over there. “Fuck.”
“Idiot.”
Tetsu shook his head. “You check in here, we’ll ask Yachiru if she saw her.” He said, leading Rangiku out of the apartment. “Nothin’ would’ve happened to her. Don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried.” She replied hotly. “Cocky-san back there is going to be in pain in about five minutes, but I’m not worried.” Knowing better than to say anything, Tetsu merely knocked loudly on the door.
It took a moment, but the door opened about two inches and the bright orange tip of a plastic gun peeked through the gap. “Bug or human?” A voice demanded from under an equally plastic helmet with “Ripley” scrawled across the front.
Tetsu sighed, plugging the gun with a finger, “What’d we tell ya ‘bout pullin’ out guns? Fake or not?”
The door opened up fully and even from the hall they could see the Marines mowing down skeletal aliens and felt more than hear the obscenities in their eardrums. “Yer back already?” Yachiru cried, helmet wobbling as she bounced. “We haven’t gotten to the good parts yet!”
“We?” Sure enough, over the edge of the couch they could see another plastic gun pointing at them, a pair of dark eyes watching intently from under a mixing-bowl-turned-helmet. “Yachiru, she’s too young to be watching these sorts of movies!”
“I cover her eyes through all the bad parts!”
“And the language?”
With a sigh, Yachiru turned around and said, “Earmuffs!” The gun disappeared and the bowl-helmet almost fell off when the tiny girl clapped her hands over her ears. Yachiru turned back to the adults with an ‘anything else?’ look.
Tetsu snorted and pretended to be distracted by something down the hall. Rangiku spared a quick glare at him. “Well, we’re going to go home now. And next time you bring her over to watch movies with you, tell baldy where she is, okay?”
“But baldy was sleepin’!” She wrinkled her nose. “He’s no fun anymore!”
Shaking her head, Rangiku walked inside and picked her daughter up. “Make him take a break once in a while, then.” She told the young girl. “And if he’s asleep next time, write him a note. Or else he’ll wake up in a panic and accuse the first person he finds of kidnapping her.” She paused. “Again.”
When Tetsu snorted again, Rangiku went out into the hall to kick him in the shin. “That wasn’t funny. You’re lucky I forgave you of that. And Renji still has to bring by three more free cakes before I forgive him, too.”
“Ow,” Tetsu limped back, “won’t happen again- promise!”
“Good. Tell Ikkaku she’s okay. I’ll meet you outside.” After he went off to do as he was told, Rangiku dug into her purse and pulled out a ten dollar bill. “Thanks, Yachiru. And Ken-san says go to bed.”
“Will after the movie!” She said, eyes brightening at the money. “Bye-bye! Don’t let the bug getcha!”
The girl on Rangiku’s shoulder giggled, waving back wildly. “Baibai!”
The blonde shook her head, smiling fondly. “You are going to give me such a headache when you’re older. I can see that already.” Her daughter just laughed in delight and tugged on her hair.
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