Info on story: Yumichika cares for an injured Ikkaku

Characters: Ikkaku, Yumichika

Connected to previous chapters: No

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'Injuries come to everyone,' Yumichika mused as he gently wiped a sponge over the burnt throat lying bare below him. 'Injuries can come to everyone, including friends,' Yumichika reminded himself as the person he treated sucked in a painful gasp at the contact of the sponge.

"God…Damm…hurts…" a hoarse voice whispered.

"Even Madarame Ikkaku can get injured…" Yumichika whispered as he gently placed a hand on his bald companion's clammy brow. Ikkaku hearing his name muttered something and he shifted, which caused him to make more sounds of pain.

"Moving while you're injured like this is unhealthy and ugly," Yumichika said lightly.

Ikkaku cracked open an eye to look up at Yumichika and smiled weakly, and Yumichika sighed and eventually smiled back tutting, "Now, now…smiling while you're in this stare just makes you even more ugly then you were just a minute ago." And to add insult to injury, Yumichika lightly tweaked Ikkaku's nose, as if the bald man before him was petulant child.

"Fuck…off…you…queer…as…peacock…" Ikkaku whispered closing his eyes tight as his burn neck protested in his vocalization.

"Now, now Ikkaku…be quiet…don't make yourself worse," Yumichika's chipper voice droned, "You're too weak at the moment to handle an infection, and I would hate to l-lose you," Yumichika finished as his voice faltered.

Ikkaku relaxed, opening his eyes again.

Yumichika sulked a little knowing Ikkaku had heard the worry in his voice that Yumichika cleverly kept concealed. But Ikkaku smiled and it looked like the pain caused from the burn was no longer burdening him and without a trace of exhaustion Ikkaku whispered, "S'alright Yumi…I'm okay. I'll be back to normal before tomorrow's end."

Yumichika smiled and pet Ikkaku's brow, "Be quiet or you'll just further bother your injuries. We can talk at tomorrow's end when you're better."

Ikkaku smiled savagely as if he'd burst with some saucy remark but instead he closed his eyes doing better to hold still the next time Yumichika placed the sponge on his throat. Yumichika nodded muttering, "That's is Ikkaku…be all brave and tough…you bald, ugly, fool."

'Sometimes friends get hurt…yes, even Ikkaku can get hurt…remember that…remember and accept that…' Yumichika thought to himself his pretty smiling face concealing what really scared him, what he dared not even think about. That sometimes friends didn't just get hurt, that sometimes they even died too.

End of this one.

I really enjoyed writing this one. I like writing about the 11th squad so I should have a bunch on these.