A/N: This is a drabble starring the irrepressible Ayasegawa Yumichika. It is set at the very begining of the Arrancar Arc.Warning: hints of Yumichika x Ikkaku established SLASH. As usual, the characters of Bleach do not belong to me but to their esteemed creator. ENJOY!
Beauty
Yumichika loved beautiful things. He loved the sparkling stars that dotted the sky. He loved the jewels that Rangiku secretly stashed away in the bottom of her drawer. He loved the shiny gleam that characterized Ikkaku's bald head.
And, he loved himself.
Contrary to popular belief, Yumichika didn't follow the group down to such a filthy mission on earth simply because of his not-so-secret boyfriend. No, his reason wasn't something as romantic as love or devotion or anything of the sort.
It was because he loved beautiful things.
He had always been fascinated with it. White, fluffy, it looked like something made from the same silk as the clouds in the sky. Most of the time, it was pure, untainted, precious in its innocence. But, even such heavenly purity couldn't escape the filthy hands of existence. He had lost count of the number of times when it was no longer pure, gleaming like soft spun mist, but tainted, streaked in crimson. Even then, it only became the canvas for art in its rarest most brilliant form, a painting screaming the fire of life, sinfully red, a portrait of death.
Then, there was teal blue, two orbs that sat comfortably in their secure casing. They were not diamonds, but they glittered with just as many different shades, shifting according to emotions and time. In the golden rays of the sun, their brilliant sheen put the Giver of Light to shame. In the silvery caress of the moon, there was a soft glimmer that spoke of delicacy. In anger, they glinted coldly, as deadly as sharp shards of ice, and just as precise. In destruction, they were the brightest of all, glowing from within, speaking of hope and a promise of victory.
Yumichika loved beautiful things.
And, Hitsugaya Toushirou was beautiful.