Yeah, I'm on a big Shunsui/Nanao trip. I don't know why… So I am just going to post some of the drabbles/shorts I have created. They range from K to M; I'll give a warning so no one stumbles upon someone in the middle of the nasty…I've averaged it at T for the overall thing haha. I doubt that'll stick...
I hope you enjoy!
Story: The Winner
Pair: Shunsui/Nanao
Rated: K/K+ (if you're picky)
Summary: She smirked, because she knew one thing absolutely: She could never win against Kyoraku Shunsui.
Disclaimer: Bleach and its characters do NOT belong to me. I simply use them for my amusement.
The busy day just wouldn't end for Ise Nanao. In fact, as the sun glared in through the office window and glinted off her glasses, she realized it wasn't yet afternoon. She sighed, taking a small break to crack her stiff fingers and stretch her aching back. She closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of moving disks before opening her eyes.
"What are you doing taicho?" her body had locked up as she blinked up into his dark grinning eyes that hovered above hers.
"Already noon and you're already stiff?" He ignored her question, "That's not healthy Nanao-chan," he crooned.
She closed her eyes once more as she sat upright in the painful chair. Shunsui still hovered behind her, but she ignored him. It was like this nearly everyday. She would be busy and he would sneak in to tell her she worked too hard. She would mention that she would work less if he helped and in response he would make a quick excuse and hurry away to nap and drink sake. It had been like that for as long as she could remember.
"You could put some effort into working a little more," she picked up her pen.
"Ah, but alas, you are the brains of this operation, my little Nanao. I'd only slow you down," he paused a moment to watch as she scribbled things down. "I'm going to check on Jyuushiro, Unohana-taicho asked me to keep an eye on him. She thinks he's lying about the severity of his…attacks."
Nanao faltered at the guarded tone of his voice. She looked up to meet his gaze and hated the pain she saw there. Ukitake-taicho's 'fits' had become more frequent as of late, worrying most of the other divisions, but especially his closest friend, Kyoraku Shunsui. To keep the peace, Ukitake-taicho had exclaimed that everything was fine – 'Nothing to worry over, really.' Nanao watched her taichou wondering what could be done to help but found herself coming up short. She merely nodded her head in assent.
"Give him my regards," she fought not to get up and touch him, to offer him any comfort of any kind. She gave a tiny, rare smile, hoping it would cheer him up just a little.
His eyes seemed to brighten as he leaned his shoulder casually on the wall by the exit. "I was thinking, maybe my Nanao-chan would take a break and walk with me to see him," his normal dreamy smile returned as her own fell and she considered his request.
"I will, but there is a lot of work to be done her…" her eyes narrowed at him, "…you have to promise to help when we get back!"
Shunsui threw his hands up in defeat. "You win this time, Nanao-chan."
She smirked, because she knew one thing absolutely: She could never win against Kyoraku Shunsui. All he had to have done was get a lower seat to take care of the paperwork while they were out. But, no, if he did that, she figured, how would they find the excuse to spend the day with each other.
