Warnings: light yaoi
Hooray! Another chapter! I don't know how long this will be, maybe just a few chapters, maybe a whole little series, whatever happens I suppose. Enjoy and Please review!
Afternoon tea
"I, I, I, I, I," Why was he here again? Slender arms trembled as Kira stared at the floor, stuttering away, stuck on the first word. 'Damn Yumichika.' This was entirely his fault, encouraging the blond to come visit.
"Well? What the fuck do you want?" And why was Kenpachi answering the timid knock anyway? Kira cringed away from the rough voice.
A heavy swallow and he tried again. "I'm, I'm here, to, to," He felt like he was being crushed as the huge Captain became more and more frustrated with him. The blond jerked at the deep sigh.
"Yumi! Get your lazy ass out here!" The bellow sent the small blond cowering backwards off the step, eyes huge as they stared at the ground.
A call answered from somewhere inside, faint and slightly annoyed. "I'm busy! Make Ikka do it." There was a crash of breaking porcelain. "Ahh! You bastard!"
"Hah! Take that, you damn fruitcake! What do you mean 'Make Ikka do it?' You fucking do it." A shriek of outrage and the sound of heavy thudding preceded the pair to the door, Yumichika hurling cups at the bald head.
"I hate you! Ugly!" Ikkaku bolted past the Captain, sending the white coat fluttering and swooped down on Kira, sweeping him up over his shoulder
The blond gasped and clung to the muscular waist as they ran in a circle, avoiding flying dishes. "Ha ha, loser! Hey Yume, your hair's gettin' messy!"
A squeak of dismay and cups stopped flying so the brunet could pat a stray strand into place. "Enough!" All three looked at the Captain glaring at them, hands on his hips. "You!" A thick finger pointed at Yumichika, who went back to fussing with his clothes. "Find out what that wants." The finger moved to Kira, who still hung from Ikkaku's shoulder and blinked when the pretty shinigami gasped.
"Kira! What are you doing here?" He ran over and lifted the blond away, shoving Ikkaku to the ground. The Lieutenant tried to stop him but small hands fixed his clothes quickly, patting long bangs into place; it felt very odd to have a pair of hands running over his body and face.
"I'm f, fine, re, really. I, I'm not too, too early, am I?" He thought he'd left at a good time but maybe he was early.
Yumichika looked up at the sky, then back to the main clocktower and frowned. "Oh, it's so late! And I haven't even changed yet!"
He still had a hold of Kira's hands and the blond flushed. "Th, that's fine. You, you look ni, nice." Bright purple pushed in close and pale cheeks bloomed red.
"Really? You think so? But I've been cleaning and setting up all day, I'm sure I look awful." Dark hair tilted for a second. "Well, as awful as I can possibly look." A giggle and he leaned back, pulling on his captive's hands. "Which isn't very awful, I suppose, especially compared to the things around here."
Kira followed, not sure what he was supposed to say. Yumichika kicked Ikkaku in the side on the way by and hopped over the leg that swung at him. Kenpachi still stood in the door, arms folded now as he glared at them both. "Well?"
"Well what? Kira's here for tea, of course!" The flush had started to fade but rushed back as the large man growled and stomped away. "Oh don't worry about him! He's such a grouch sometimes." Small feet pattered on the floor as the pretty man dragged his guest inside and got him settled at the low table.
For a second, he paused and looked around, seemingly confused. "Oh, that damn Ikka! He broke my best cups." The full lower lip started to tremble and blue eyes widened in alarm.
"N, no! It's, it's fine! This is very pretty!" He motioned to the plate of chocolates in the center of the table and the delicate tea pot. "Where did you get them?"
Disaster averted. Yumichika beamed at the blond and chattered about Ikkaku taking him to the real world to get them. "Do you go often?"
"Oh, sometimes. Depends on what that JERK did to me. Like breaking my cups? That is definitely going to require a trip." Kira started at the emphasis then noticed the faint slide of bare feet on the floor near the door; Ikkaku was listening. Yumichika winked at him while sniffling delicately behind a slender hand."He's so mean to me and all I wanted was to have a nice time with my friend." The blond just nodded and waited to see how this little game would play out.
"Aw, shut the hell up." The door slammed open and Ikkaku stomped in, hands fisted on his hips. "I'll take you, ok? Fuck. You're such a pain in the ass."
"Hmph. You weren't invited." The delicate little nose pointed at the ceiling and purple glared. "Get out. We don't want you here."
"Sure ya do." The large frame plopped down beside Kira and helped itself to a chocolate. "Hey, these are mine!"
Yumichika smirked. "Well, you were going to give them to me anyways."
"Was not!" The plate was confiscated and settled in the bald man's lap. "None for you. I'm only sharing with Kira." The blond blushed and looked between them.
Before Yumi could have the fit that was showing on his face, the door burst open again. "Whatcha doin? Baldy, gimme!" A pink blur zipped around Yumichika, who laughed as it settled on Ikkaku's shoulder, stuffing a little mouth with chocolate.
"Hey!" He tried to hold the plate away but she wormed her way down his arm and continued until her cheeks were bulging like a chipmunk's. Bright eyes looked over her shoulder and she grinned, chocolate smeared everywhere.
When a big hand swiped at her, she flipped away and dropped into Kira's lap. His small plate was grabbed and she proceeded to remove each chocolate, give it a good lick and set it down. "Gimme juice." No one moved and she jabbed an elbow into the blond's stomach. "Juice!"
Blue darted around, slightly panicked until Yumichika held out a glass for him. He set it in front of Yachiru, who grabbed it and drank half in one gulp. Sticky little hands smudged on his uniform as she wiggled around in his lap, pushing at his arms until she was comfortable. He stayed still, barely breathing until she finished her chocolate and juice, chattering away animatedly at him.
Finally, she hopped up and darted off, leaving him filthy, sticky, and stunned. The brunet dabbed at his clothes with a damp cloth for a moment before giving it up and just cleaning the slender hands and thin face. "Well, that could have been worse." Pale eyes blinked at him, turning slowly to stare at the bald man as he laughed quietly to himself. "She could have decided you should play with her."
Kira swallowed and tried to smile. "Oh." His voice was a bit high and Ikkaku laughed harder, rolling on the ground. The cloth was removed from the older man's hand and the blond cleaned himself quickly.
A haughty glare at the laughing man and Yumichika turned his back on him, addressing the Vice Captain. "Do you still want tea?" He sounded almost sad, as if certain the younger man would want to leave.
"Ah, ye, yes, please." A brilliant grin and a cup was handed over, a little chipped but very usable. 'Well, I'm clean enough to stay for a bit.'
Somehow, tea turned into supper, the three of them joined by Kenpachi and Yachiru, then by the rest of the division, wandering in and out as they ate, fought, yelled and laughed. It was so different from the formal, nearly silent meals of the Third Division, where everyone sat in their given place, showed up on time or went hungry, and no one laughed. Ever.
The first knock went unnoticed and the first call as well. Suddenly, a hush fell over the gathered men. Even the cheering from the fight over the last dumpling quieted. Kira looked up and stared in horror at the familiar smile of his Captain. "Sir! Is something wrong?"
A slender finger crooked and he carefully removed Yachiru from his lap before following the silver-haired man into the hall. The door didn't quite close and Yumichika and Ikkaku moved to block the rest of the division's view of the dressing down going on. Kira's pale skin was flushed brilliant red and only his quiet voice could be heard. "Yes, sir. I'm sorry. Yes, I understand. I'm sorry. Yes, of course. I'm so sorry."
When he came back, even Kenpachi pretended he'd heard nothing. "I'm very sorry, but I have to leave now. Thank you for having me." A shy little smile and he slid away, cheeks red. Ikkaku followed, Yumichika staying behind to keep everyone in place with a sweet smile.
"Hey. Ah, are you ok?" Fuck, this was so awkward; he wasn't any good at this crap. Yume should have come. Long bangs nodded quickly but the heavier man grabbed the small hand that wiped at a pink cheek and pulled it away, tear still smeared across soft skin. "Hey, if he's"
"Don't, please." A soft sniffle and the blond pulled away. "Please, don't say anything about the Captain. I was wrong to stay away and skip my duties. I have to go now."
He tugged on his wrist and the older man held on for a second before releasing him. "Well, ah, come back, sometime, ok?" A flicker of a smile before the blond was gone, not even the sound of his running steps left.
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That ended a bit more sadly than I hoped but that's ok. Glad you made it here and please review! I love to hear from readers, whether or not you liked it.