A Jailor by any other Name
is simply still a jailor.
disclaimer; I don't own Bleach or Tsubasa, they're copyright to both Kubo Tite and Clamp respectively.
Crack pairings agooo~
"It's different," Fai said softly, with a bemused sort of wonder as he looked out from the alcove. He sat with arms folded and his head resting on top, looking outwards with something of a relaxed expression on his face. Endless desert and endless night stared back at him, silently.
His companion, tall and well built, grunted, looking up from under wet, blue hair. "What's different?"
"Your afterlife," Fai answered, smiling. He shifted slightly, turning to look at the blue haired man with a playful expression. "I had expected peace."
A snort was his response. "Peace," the man muttered, glancing at Fai with an amused face. "This place was any more fuckin' peaceful, it'd be a graveyard."
"Grimmjow," the blond said softly, smirking, "this place is a graveyard, isn't it?"
"It's boring," Grimmjow drawled, leaning back against the wall. He watched Fai with narrowed eyes as the blond stood and began walking towards him. He raised an eyebrow when he slowly sank down to sit beside him. "What?" he muttered irritably when the shorter man looked up at him, still smiling. "That smile of yours- it's damn annoying."
"I know," Fai murmured, leaning his head against Grimmjow's shoulders. "My friends will probably be here soon, to get me. A fight will probably brighten you up."
Grimmjow smirked, easing an arm around Fai. "You been here for two months, brat, what makes you think they'll be successful this time."
Fai's smile faltered slightly. He placed a hand on Grimmjow's bare chest and let out a small sigh. "Because this time we really have to go, we still have a task to complete."
Grimmjow narrowed his eyes, looking down at Fai as if trying to understand something very complicated. After a moment, he adverted his eyes, letting out an irritated huff. "Tch, you're a manipulative little shit, ya know? Lettin' me capture you so easily." Fai let a small laugh, moving closer against him. After a moments silence, Grimmjow sighed. "Why did you?"
"The same reason you captured me," Fai whispered, almost bitterly.
"Bored?" Grimmjow remarked sarcastically.
Fai shifted, looking up at him. "Hmm, something like that~!" he sang, pressing his lips against Grimmjow's jaw. Tightening his hold on the magician, Grimmjow glared at the opposite side of the room.
He let out an annoyed growl. "Seems like we all got our fuckin' jailors," he hissed, thinking of brown hair and illusions.
Fai smiled a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Yeah," he murmured, resting his head back against the espada, thinking of impossible wishes.