Author's note: Companion fic to Napping. This time, roles are reversed between the pair.
It had been quite an uneventful day for Yourichi. As such, she would wind it down by resting her head on her boyfriend's, Abarai Renji, lap, while he sat there, attempting to figure out how a remote worked. Fairly soon, she began drifting off into the world of unconsciousness, when the door slid open.
"Oh, looks like you're busy, I'll come back some other time," She recognised the voice as Madarame Ikkaku of the 11th squad. She decided to ignore it and continue drifting off.
"Nah, it's ok. Just keep it down though, will ya?" At the invitation, Ikkaku closed the door behind him and sat down at the couch.
"Brought some Sake. So, how's it going with yo' bitch?"
"Oi, don't say stuff like that." Ikkaku raised his hands in self-defence, mockingly.
"Ooh, she's got you whipped."
"Shaddap!" An irate Renji snapped at him. A moment of silence passed as the two gulped down on the alcohol. Yourichi mused at how Renji scolded other people for referring to her in the nickname he so lovingly bestowed upon her.
"The sex must be great, huh?" Ikkaku broke the silence. Renji glanced down at Yourichi before replying.
"Yeah, she's a minx. But it's not just that." Oh? This was beginning to get interesting. Yourichi decided to keep feigning sleep a little longer.
"Aww…don't tell me the big Vice Captain has started to become a pansy-ass!" Ikkaku sniggered as a heap of profanity flowed out of Renji's mouth.
"Oi, Ikkaku, shut up. You want to hear this or not?" Yourichi certainly did. She hoped Ikkaku felt the same. The naturally bald shinigami calmed down.
"It's just that, she's like…you know."
"Huh?"
"Ikkaku, you bald twit, she's…you know, that time when we talked about if any of us should ever…you know…have those feelings"-
"OH! That! You mean it's happened to you? Damn, Renji, you're whipped like hell!"
"Shaddap, baldie!"
"There's no one bald here." The two men drank some more sake and the conversation moved onto other topics. Yourichi allowed herself to fall asleep peacefully, in the safe knowledge that Renji was indeed whipped.
Author's Note: so…I think my crack addiction to this is reaching its limit.
