A.N.- In case anyone is confused, the beginning is when they lived in the Rukongai, and the last part is after they became Shinigami.
Disclaimer- Tite Kubo owns Bleach. I am not Tite Kubo. Do I own Bleach? ...No.
"Come on, Ikkaku! Some red war paint would look good on you... And it would distract everyone from your bald head," he said taking a sip of his tea.
"I'm not gonna wear some girly makeup! ...AND I'M NOT BALD, DAMMIT!" he shouted.
Yumichika sighed and looked around the pastry shop, "Could you at least try to act civilized? Be like me, and make an example for these beasts."
"Pfft... Yeah right," he mumbled, as he shoveled cake into his mouth.
This was one of the rare times they decided on getting a treat. They usually had lots of money to spare, but alot of the places this deep in Rukongai were pretty shady. When they came across an okay place, it was too dirty for Yumichika's standards. So when they found a place that was decent and clean, they definitely had to stop.
He wrinkled his nose at his eating habits, but returned to their previous conversation, "Really Ikkaku... It would look great on you," he pulled a small container from inside his yukata, and placed it on the table.
"No."
He pouted, "Come on-"
"No."
"But-"
"No, ya Fruitcake!"
Yumichika's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled, " Now why would you compare me to such an ugly and disgusting thing, hmm?"
"Uh..."
"I think I'm more like this piece of chocolate cake here," he said, pointing at his plate. He cut off a little piece with the side of his fork, before he continued. "You see how soft and luscious it looks? It seems like it would be one of the most amazing things to put inside yourself," he put the piece in his mouth, and slowly pulled the fork out. "Mmm... Tastes that way, too. Doesn't it just make your mouth water?"
"What are you doing-"
He licked his lips after eating another piece, "You know it's impolite to interupt, Ikkaku... Now where was I? Ah, the flavor. It has just the right amount of sweetness, and it definitely makes you want more."
"S-Stop!" Ikkaku yelled, red faced.
He just pointed to the container on the table, "Once you have a little bit, you become obsessed, and crave for it constantly- Oh? You want to wear the paint?"
Ikkaku had swiped the paint on his face as quickly as possible, "If it will make you stop!"
Yumichika just chuckled, and took another bite of his cake.
"Really Taicho! You'd look great with spikes. It'd definitely help with the bad boy look, "he winked.
"What bad boy look?" Ikkaku smirked, pointing to Yachiru, who was currently running through the isles of the candy store.
Kenpachi growled at him, "Shut it. And I don't need a new hairstyle."
"It'd help attract ladies," Yumichika replied, in a sing-song voice.
"I said I don't wanna, you Fruitcake," he growled.
Ikkaku's eyes widened, while Yumichika just picked something off a shelf. "I'm not nearly as repulsing as something that ugly. I'd say I'm more like this lolipop..."
A.N.- I'll leave the rest to your imagination... XP