Bleach OneWord
50Prompts

1. "Dance"

It was a beautiful evening in the living world, and the sound of Spanish guitars floated out of an old tape deck. Sado Yasutora was leaning back against a brick wall, his shirt absent, brown skin bearing a faint sheen of sweat. He looked up at the fading sky through his mop of chocolate hair, marvelling at the interplay of colours. For a moment, he closed his eyes, and he remembered Mexico. The women and men who danced for no reason apart from dance itself, laughing and smiling with the sheer unadulterated joy of life.

Then he heard footsteps, and his reminiscent spell ended. As he opened his eyes, he recognised the petite figure of Arisawa Tatsuki, and more solid shape of Naitana Aikeru. The two had become fast friends after Aikeru had transferred from a foreign school, mainly because of the shared interest in martial arts. Aikeru noticed him first, her hazel eyes widening fractionally.

"Oh, sorry Sado – san, we didn't notice you..." Tatsuki said, turning to leave. "Naitana – san, I'll see you tomorrow, ok?" With that comment, she left, leaving Aikeru alone with Chad. Aikeru, nervous at being alone with the giant, scuffled her feet gently against the concrete. Chad raised himself up silently, and padded over to where Aikeru stood, and ran his fingers over the intricate braiding that contained her unruly hair. She contained an unusual beauty, and she intrigued him. He had liked her from the moment he'd seen her, and now he was alone with her. So he did the logical thing.

"Dance with me, Aikeru – san?" She looked up at him, gazed into his expressive eyes and grinned.

"I'd like that, Yasutora – san." And they danced, to the rich sound of the Spanish guitars, moving to the soul of the music, tracing out steps that have existed since time immemorial, legs interlacing, turning, flowing like water, her arms wound around his strong waist, his hands bunched in her loose shirt, hazel eyes meeting chocolate as they swayed, oblivious to the world. They finished in a deep dip, his mouth millimetres from his, her back bent at an obscene angle over his muscled thigh, her right leg thrown over his waist in an attempt to not fall over.

Aikeru's eyes flickered over to the prominent tattoo on his left shoulder, in an attempt to delay, if not stop the inevitable kiss. She knew Chad desired her, it was obvious to anyone who was as experienced at reading body language as herself.

"Amore e morte? Love and death... That's fitting..." Was all she had time to murmur before Chad captured her lips in a kiss, as chaste and innocent as a hormonally driven teenage kiss could be.

Heh... Maybe life in the real world isn't so bad after all...

AN: DON'T SHOOT THE AUTHOR! Right, now that we've gotten that bit over and done with, I'll explain why I chucked in an OC. Naitana Aikeru is one of the original Arrancar, the ones who removed their masks out of their own volition, not by Aizen (they do exist!), and she was formerly a Captain in the Gotei Thirteen. She escaped to Karakura, and thanks to geta-boushi, now owns a gigai, and is keeping an eye on said town. So, obviously, this is set in a non - canon universe.
Review and I'll give out cookies! *grin* Please bear with the abysmal writing, it's taking a while to get back into the swing of things.