Title: Under His Skin
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: None! It's just about Mayuri!
Rating: R
Words: 154
Summary: His work was everything, including himself.
Under His Skin
He loved it. He lived for it. He fucking needed it.
He loved the way the blood went from warm to cool in his hand, the way it ran down his fingers eventually drying and changing shades, tinting the limb a rusty shade of red. He lived for the feeling of the scalpel cutting through flesh and the needle later stitching it back up with some new, more than minor attachments included.
But most of all, he loved the power that came with being the wielder of the knife. He reveled in the overwhelming regency that came with deciding which alterations would be made, what tests would be run.
It didn't matter if he was probing through a twelve year old brat, a seventy three year old Quincy, or even himself. The power that came with the experiment, the knowledge that came with the results was worth it.
His work was everything, including himself.
Comments: Hahah! I'm sure you all wanted all of that random information for a drabble and a half. Honestly. I'm sorry. I do hope you enjoy it, though!
And to Johara and Rachel, for your beta-ing! This would have been horrible without you two! Muchos love!