[drabble][Mercy Street, Ikkaku, Nemu, PG-13] Feeling Lucky

[ajremix]

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Title: Feeling Lucky
Fandom: Bleach RP mercy_street_rp
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 417
Characters: Ikkaku, Nemu
Summary: You feelin’ lucky? Punk?




Michael didn’t often come down to the Japanese areas of the city (even though they seemed to be spreading out a lot recently) but he heard lots of good things about this club and it… wasn’t bad. Not an awful lot of action on his part, but most of the people here looked to already be involved with someone. He sghed and took another drink of his Jack and Coke. And then someone caught his eye.

Oh, he thought appreciatively, nice. Very nice. A pretty face, slender body and a pleated skirt that bounced slightly as she swung some niiiiice long legs. The way she fingered the pretzels in a bowl in front of her and nibbled at them made him think naughty things. And the best part- it didn’t seem like she was with anyone!

“Damn, that’s a sweet piece right there, right?” Someone leaned up against the bar next to him. Michael spared him enough of a glance to note that he was bald.

“Oh yeah. Rarity, that one.”

“Sweet face, full lips, delicate hands, legs that fit nice an’ tight ‘round yer waist if ya know what I mean.”

“Hahaha! Yeah!” Michael laughed. But when he turned the other guy wasn’t laughing. He wasn’t even smiling.

Well, he was smiling, but not a mischievous little boy smile. It was more like an alligator or shark’s smile. It made you want to make sure you were behind glass and out of harm’s way. The Jack and Coke offered meager protection.

“Now,” the other man said lowly, “if yer done eye-fuckin’ my girl, I got some friendly advice for ya. I see you take one step toward her, I’m gonna beat you till you piss out yer teeth. Got it?”

Michael didn’t say anything but he did turn very pale.

“Good man.” He clapped a hand on Michael’s shoulder and he thought he could feel his shoulder blade creak.

Ikkaku moved away, satisfied with his good deed for the day. He went up to Nemu, put her juice and his beer on the counter and pressed a kiss against her hair. Amused, Nemu asked, moving in close enough to be heard under the music, “Did something good happen?”

This time when he smiled it was more like a cat with a fully belly and a warm, sunny spot to nap. “I got you.”

Smiling in return, Nemu wrapped one of his arms around her and settled against his side, counting herself just as lucky for him.

Comments

[sophiap.livejournal.com]

Very nice! It's always fun to see an outsider's perspective on things, and this works perfectly. Also, you always write a fabulous Ikkaku--he seems so very much himself, even in an AU situation.

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

I'm glad I can pull off a convincing Ikkaku despite the situation^^

[tsukishine.livejournal.com]

I couldn't even tell you how many times I've read this. I could probably recite it word for word at this point. It's so good. XD Ikkaku is so IC in here, especially that "I’m gonna beat you till you piss out yer teeth." That right there is wonderful. The whole thing is.

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Honestly, that line was probably the first one I thought of. I don't even know how it came into my head, but it did on my way to school.