A/N: Yup, I've officially been sucked into the fanfiction world of Bleach.. I used to think any anime other than Naruto was hard to write for, but I was wrong. This isn't the first Bleach fic I've written, it's just the first I've posted. I've become a Shunsui/Nanao shipper, so I thought I'd write a one-shot in honour of it XD
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The Art of Resistance
Inuzuka Nin
"Nanao-chaaaaan…"
Said woman paused from completing her paper work to glance at the whining captain.
"What is it now, taichou?"
The man smiled, resting his hand in his palm.
"I was wondering…" Nanao looked at him, a look of suspicion in her eyes; the captain never wondered. Well, never aloud, anyway.
"Oh? And what were you wondering, taichou?" she really couldn't care less, but asked regardless, knowing that was what Shunsui wanted.
"How you've managed to resist my charm all this time."
"…"
"It's rather interesting."
"Should I be thanking you right now?"
He gave a chuckle. She was extremely amusing to him.
There was a silence, Nanao looking over her paperwork, and Shunsui watching her do so. Minutes passed, until-
"Because you'd lose interest." Shunsui raised his eyebrows; it was unlike his lieutenant to speak out of the blue like that.
"Hm?"
"If I should ever show 'interest' in you, your little game would be over. You would win the chase…"
The corner of his mouth tugged upwards. Though the words were not direct, something told him there was more to it.
She was right, he supposed.
It'll just stay as it is then.
Those were the unspoken words in his mind.
…Hai.
That was the unspoken reply in hers.
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