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I wanted to make a fun little story with overwatch!
Summary: Ichigo, Rukia and Kon play Overwatch.
Pairings: Eventual IchiRuki ^_^ Also Kon ships himself with all the female Overwatch characters, lmaoaoa.
Rated: T.
The window to Ichigo's room slid open as his spirit body entered. Aggravation sighed from his lips as he got down, complaining about Rukia's malfunctioning hollow tracker. "Kon, get the hell out of my body. I'm not going out there anymore until Rukia gets that damn thing fixed,"
"Psh, get lost idiot! I made it beep so you could get out for a bit. I wanna play Overwatch with Rukia and that stuffed hell body doesn't have thumbs!" Kon refused, not even bothering to look Ichigo's way as he similarly refused to move the payload.
The ginger was almost staggered. That plushie surely didn't know who he was talking to. "Kon, get the fuck up. I don't care and Rukia can't even -"
Suddenly the closet door opened, and Rukia with a headset poked out. "Stop being a pervert and get on the payload!" Behind shutting it once again.
Wait a minute, what?
Kon huffed at Rukia's ridicule, knowing that crouching behind his Tracer wasn't perverted, it was called being stealthy!
Ichigo testing his sanity went to re-open the soul reaper's bedroom, shocked at the fact Rukia really was playing overwatch. She had a console, a small screen, the entire setup in that small closet! "When did you get this stuff? Or even played this game?"
The short soul reaper switched to offense for her team, moving the headset away from her ear as she began to explain to Ichigo. "Byakuya purchased it for me. While I'm stuck in my human body and you're spreading time with you family or studies, I play."
Ichigo stood dumbstruck but kind of impressed. "Oh..well alright."
"Shouldn't you be handling hollows?" Rukia reminded, closing the door to her closet once more.
The ginger's neck was suddenly itchy as he turned toward his body.
"Listen, Ichigo.." The mod soul began, sulking as he put down the controller. "I never get to do anything. You're always in your body, always hogging up Rukia with your soul reaper duties, and I'm stuck inside that fluffy hell! With your sister I should add, who makes me kiss other guy plushies! It's horrible!" He pouted, sighing heavily. "Let me have this, at least. I just want to spend time with her."
Ichigo shook his head, he really shouldn't of bought it nor did he care. But yet..
"An hour, Kon. That's it."
"Thanks Ichigo!," He exclaimed, fixing his headset. "I always knew you'd help me out with my raven goddess.."
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"What are you DOING!? Stop sending your ultimate into their Reinhardt! It's gotten nobody, just SWITCH OFF , RUKIA! YOU'RE BEING DEAD WEIGHT!"
Ichigo shifted in his seat, not so baffled by Kon's pure toxicity, surprisingly however with Rukia. As loud and annoying as the mod soul was, it was kind of funny.
"I should switch!? I should switch? My back hurts from the carrying I'm doing, I don't need to switch!" The plushie yelled.
The ginger couldn't help but watch with a eat shitting grin as Rukia came out of nowhere wth vengeance, promising Ichigo pain later as she striked Kon's skull with a swift kick.
His pebble popped out, dropping to the floor and prompting Ichigo to catch his body.
"He should refrain from locking in Hanzo, then." Rukia scoffed, returning back to Ichigo's closet.
The subsitute soul reaper returned to his body. "Hey Rukia," Ichigo began, picking up the remote and knocking on her door. "Invite me."
I'm looking forward to writing the next chapter, thanks for reading!