Disclaimer: Not mine D:
Rating: G
Characters: Kira and Gin
Pairings: None
Word Count: 181
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Kira Izuru realized that he and his captain had a very strange relationship. He accounted this to them both being strange people.
Though he would never want anything about his captain to change, sometimes he wished for a little normalcy.
When his captain decided to cook, for instance.
"How's it, Izuru?"
Kira stared down at his plate and swallowed the lump that formed in his throat. He refused to acknowledge that the lump consisted mostly of bile.
"It's green, sir."
Gin's perpetual smile turned into a frown as he hovered over Kira, eagerly waiting for the blonde to take a bite.
"Maa, I wasn' askin' what color it was. Was askin' how it was."
Kira looked up from his plate to Gin's expectant face, hesitating only a moment before he went back to staring at his 'food'.
Why the soba noodles were green, Kira would never know; However, after he woke up in the fourth division he would make sure to explain to his captain as best as he could that hemlock was not a proper herb to use in cooking.
