Hi all :) Another installment of completely pointless one-shot prompts...

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PROMPT 6 - #ABANDONED

"Where is he?!" yelled a positively livid voice, echoing across the halls of squad 12.

"My, my... There is no need to yell... Rest assured he's in a safe place... Though I must say studying the hollowfication process has turned out to be fascinating." the clown-faced captain remarked as if he were talking about the weather; not a person's life. Petite hands clenched into tight fists, teal eyes practically glowing, icy reiatsu flaring creating an ominous glow around the frosty prodigy.

"Mayuri, I will only ask you one last time..." everyone froze, the tone much too calm and much too menacing for anyone within ten miles to feel safe. "Where is he?"

"Honestly, I don't know why you're making such a fuss... He's only one human aft - "

The leering tone was cut short by a gut-wrenching scream of pure agony. The tiny captain spun on his heel, and sped towards the heart-breaking noise, praying that he was not too late.

He ran full-pelt at the door, turning slightly just before impact to ram the wooden slab off its hinges with his shoulder. Inside, the prodigy saw three unseated members, one pinning his lover to the floor, another trying to shove a needle with some ghastly looking off-yellow fluid into him whilst the third was sitting in a corner, wearing a nonchalant expression, holding a clip-board and a pen, documenting what was happening. The three men looked startled by the captain's sudden appearance, and proceeded to scamper out of the room once they heard the captain growl out a threatening command.

"Get. Out. NOW!"

Glowing teal eyes watched them leave, making sure that they were not coming back, before turning to his lover who was laying stark naked on the cold tiled floor. The snow-crowned boy walked up to the prone body, kneeing down and gently turning him over.

Startled chocolate eyes snapped open, limbs flailing wildly, fists trying to make contact with whomever else was in the room.

"NO!" he screamed, the teen's voice breaking, trying desperately to roll away from the other.

"Ichigo... Ichigo, shh..." the captain spoke softly, his voice barely above a whisper. Avoiding the thrashing appendages, dainty hands reached down to cup the bruised face.

All movement ceased as shaking chocolate met strong teal.

"...T'shiro..." the teen slurred, his drug-addled mind taking a ridiculously long time to work in the way he wanted. The prodigy smiled, slipping out of his captain's haori and draping it over the shuddering figure - whether the violent tremors were from cold or fear, no one knew (however, the quick-minded prodigy had a strong suspicion they were from the latter).

Slipping his pale arms under the battered chest, the captain shifted his lover until the orange-crowned head rolled onto his shoulder - the snow-topped boy almost cringed at the limpness of his lover's body, all the tension gone from the exhausted teen.

"Ichigo..." the captain whispered, pulling away to see his lover's marred face.

"...Mmm..."

"Are you still with me?"

"Mmm..." As if to prove the point, chocolate eyes cracked open to look at his lover through his eyelashes.

"Good... How do you feel? Are you in pain?"

The orange-topped head rolled slightly on the narrow shoulder, a weak attempt at a shake of the head.

"Good..."

Silence overtook them for a few minutes, both of them enjoying the safety, the simplicity and the overwhelmingly whole feeling they both shared at the moment - Ichigo revelling in the safety of his lover's embrace; Hitsugaya overwhelmed with the sheer magnitude of relief at his lover just being alive. Neither of them knew just how many minutes passed between them, but the almost nostalgic reunion was only broken by a weak whisper.

"...You came..." Thank you for loving me enough to be my rescue…

"Of course, Ichigo... I would never abandon you to that kind of fate..." Any time, my love…

PROMPT 7 - #REBEL

The snowy captain was actually surprised to find out that his brash lover wasn't actually the rebel everyone thought he was. Even more astonishingly, he learnt, one night, that his gentle hearted lover didn't actually go looking for trouble, and that - in fact - it usually just managed to find him.

They had been walking home from Ichigo's school - the captain had met him after class so they could spend some time with each other - when four large men came round the corner, carrying baseball bats and rugged looking bits off wood. The prodigy would never forget the way the chocolate eyes flared up protectively, tanned hands quickly grasping the boy's shoulders, pulling him onto the other side of the teen - it took the captain a moment to realise what the carrot-top was doing: he was putting himself between the captain and the thugs.

"Oi you!" Both boys froze, the orange-topped head snapping round to face the men. "Nah! Not you, we want nothin' with you, just your pretty little friend over there..."

"Not. A. Chance." growled the fiery teen, rolling his sleeves up.

PROMPT 8 - #INQUISITIVE

There were very few times when Ichigo caught his prickly lover acting like the child he so resembled, however, when he saw the tiny captain sitting on top of the kitchen counter cross-legged, clad only in one of his old t-shirts, sweatpants and some power white ankle socks, staring intently at the microwave, he couldn't help the chuckle that passed his lips.

"What're you doing, Toush?"

"How on earth does this thing work?"

PROMPT 9 - #THIRSTY

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"What do you want?!" the harsh icy voice resounded from within the 10th Administrative Office, teal eyes just daring whoever was on the other side of the door to open it.

"It's only me..." the handle turned and in walked the newly appointed 5th division captain.

"Hmff..." the tenth captain scowled and returned to his paperwork, categorically ignoring his lover.

"Here," a voice said from beside him, a tanned hand setting down a steaming cup of tea on the solid oak desktop. "If it's not too much to ask, try not to get home too late tonight, love. I know you're busy but I miss you..."

Sighing when he still got ignored, the orange-crowned captain dipped down to place a chaste kiss on the porcelain cheek, whispering in his lover's ear.

"I love you..."

Dropping another kiss on his lover's temple, the fiery captain stood up making to leave the room, slightly hurt at being treated so coldly.

"Ichigo, wait..." the orange-topped man turned round, an eyebrow quirking upwards. Chocolate eyes watched as the small captain stood, gracefully making his way over to the couch, cocking his snow-topped head as an invite for the other to come over.

"Do you have much work?"

"Nah... Just finished for the day..."

"...Will you stay with me?" Slightly puzzled by the delayed and extremely quiet reply, the orange-crowned man sat down next to his lover, chocolate eyes shining with questions.

"You know the answer to that, love. Of course I will, why?"

"I didn't come home at all last night..."

"Yeah, I know. Or the night before for that matter. What're you getting at, Toush?"

"I'm tired..."

And just like that, all of the seemingly random statements and murmured questions fell into place, making complete sense in the carrot-top's brain.

"That's because you haven't slept for two day. Do you honestly wonder why I worry about you so much? Now, come here...I'll stay with you until you wake up, and you don't have to be so bloody ambiguous about asking for something. I'm your husband, Toush. I'll do anything for you..."

With a contented sigh, the snow-topped boy nestled his head on his spouse's broad chest, snuggling into his readily offered warmth. The carrot-top shifted until they were both lying down on the couch - well Ichigo was on the couch, Hitsugaya was curled up on top of him. Within minutes, the snowy captain was completely relaxed against Ichigo's chest, limp in his arms, and entirely reliant on his husband for protection, deep in the midst of slumber. With a small chuckle, the newly appointed captain laid a butterfly kiss on his sleeping lover's forehead. He loved his husband with all his heart, he really, truly did; but sometimes, just sometimes, he wished that his spouse wouldn't make it so hard for him to figure out what was going on in that genius mind of his.

Ta-Daa :) R+R... You know you want to...