Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach.
This is a sort of carry on/companion to High Rise Syndrome. Kuukaku/Nnoitra is obviously total crack, but it would be hilarious if they had ever actually met. Rated M for sex and implied bondage.
Enjoy!
It had all started in a nightclub.
Kuukaku had thrown her drink in his face when Nnoitra had casually tried to grab her ass, and things sort of escalated from there.
Quite a few people had no idea why they stayed with each other- they were quite clearly a terrible match. When they weren't having sudden, frenzied up-against-any-available-hard-surface sex, they were busy screaming at each other. They especially liked to do this in crowded places, such as supermarkets or in the street. And not in the way average couples did, either, since the fights often result in Kuukaku firmly planting her foot/elbow into Nnoitra's knee/face, and then Nnoitra immediately retaliating in kind.
Nnoitra doesn't exactly know what it is- besides the copious sex- that makes him stick with her. His last girlfriend was nothing like Kuukaku; she was childish and had a specialunique way of pissing him off. Her name was Neliel and even thinking of her now annoyed him, like sand rubbing beneath his skin.
He knows why he broke up with Neliel. He couldn't stand her being all cute and sugar-coated and yet still able to kick his ass. Maybe he could see she'd be a lot better off without him, and that made him spiteful.
At least with Kuukaku, she makes no effort to conceal her constant frustration or her rampant sex drive. Perhaps that's why she chooses to continue on- she can both give Nnoitra a kick when she feels like it, then do as she pleases later. Best of all, he never wants an explanation. Nnoitra's doesn't really care about her reasons, suffice to say it works out for him.
Kuukaku knows exactly why she stays- it's because she likes it when Nnoitra bites down too hard on her skin, or calls her a bitch. She likes it because she loves a challenge, and he's one of the biggest challenges of all. Their relationship is more like a game, to see who will stop first, to prove that they will not submit even when they're physically dominated. Sometimes it's her, but it's him more often then not.
And the fact that he only pretends to hate it, only she's not meant to know that. She doesn't care that he's still not quite finished being angry with Neliel- it just makes the fact she's completely different even better.
So maybe that's why Nnoitra doesn't mind so much when it's Kuukaku kicking his ass. There is always a certain euphoria with winning, but the game itself is just too interesting for that. Plus, there's a certain fire in being down but not out, metaphorically speaking, that he wants to explore more. Since she makes things that explode for a living, fire seems to be Kuukaku's forte.
"Hey, bitch!" Nnoitra snarls at her, the burns across his chest stinging, "You keep fuckin' burning me on purpose and I'll kill you!"
Kuukaku looks unimpressed, her omnipresent pipe sticking out of her mouth.
"Yeah, yeah, asshole," she retorts, irritated, "Now quit bein' a little pansy."
When she holds out the handcuffs, which gleam silver in the harsh light, Nnoitra bites back a smirk and tries his hardest to draw blood when he bites down on her shoulder, cuffs digging into his wrists.
Kuukaku doesn't flinch prettily or cry out, as Neliel would have done. She just grins one of her cocky, slightly insane grins and says, whilst burying her fingernails into his back,
"Don't you know what happens when ya play with matches, dumbass?"
Her smile was sadistic. Nnoitra smirked.
"You'll get burned."
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