Title: Induction
Author: Littlestkitten (saratu on lj)
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ganjyu/Hanatarou
Rating: PG
Word Count: 459
Notes: yoruhana prompted me with Ganjyu's induction into the Eleventh. I'm really sorry it's taken me so long. RL has really been taking its toll lately. And it only remotely resembles the prompt, so, sorry again. Hopefully you still like it.
The party had been going on for hours now. They didn't need a reason to get drunk, so when they had one they went all out. Not that Hanatarou was drinking, at least, not much. Just enough to make the whole thing not entirely uncomfortable, enough to leave a light dusting of pink across his cheeks. Just the right amount that when he ran into Ganjyu he didn't apologize like usual but instead hung on and giggled.
Ganjyu, who was surprisingly tactile for being as thuggish as he appeared, just hugged him right back and joined in with his laughter. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, as if Hanatarou holding on to him like a limpet was completely normal. It was almost perfect, being held in those strong arms, and being just drunk enough not to be embarrassed. Of course, the fact that they were at the eleventh division meant that there was no tolerance for any moments that could be considered even remotely romantic. The drunken laughter turned just a little mean as they snickered at his expense.
But for once Hanatarou didn't mind the jeering laughter. He would never be able to say why he'd done it, but one moment he was staring into those dark eyes, and the next he was leaning forward and kissing those chapped lips. The noise abruptly stopped but whether it was because the others were too stunned to make any more noise or because his brain had shut down from the realization that he'd just kissed his best friend, well, he wasn't quite sure.
He was sure, however, that he'd never been more embarrassed or horrified in his life. He knew the eleventh division, and they did not seem the type of people to be accepting of this sort of thing. And while Ganjyu wasn't exactly the same as them, he had been recently inducted into their ranks. Maybe he could just play it off as being drunk?
But as he cringed and looked into Ganjyu's face he didn't see any disgust or anger, just shock and a small amount of wonder. And then he was being kissed again, and this time it wasn't just a light brushing of lips but a real kiss with tongue and he couldn't understand how he'd ever lived without this. Ganjyu slowly disengaged, staring at him the whole time as if Hanatarou would disappear the instance he closed his eyes.
"I think," he murmured as he lightly brushed Hanatarou's lips with one big finger. "That this is the best present I've ever gotten."
And the other men as the division were laughing again but this time it didn't seem cruel. Even if it was, Hanatarou was too happy to care.