Disclaimer: The hour when the pineapple arrives has come. And yet SLY does still not own BLEACH. Kubo-sensei does.
For Ane-chan and her love of caffeine
SnowBerry
2/2
All legends, myths, fairy tales usually start with children.
In this case it was a young girl around oh 14 or so years of age.
Dressed in expensive petticoats and designer boots, not a hair out of place, rosy cheeks, she is the very picture of youthful innocence-they call her Hinamori.
Now Hina-
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The snowberry stopped telling his tale when he noticed the tattooed redhead started to remove his clothes-
"Oi! Oi! What are you doing?"
"Relax Ichigo I'm just getting a little more comfortable-after all I don't see why only one of us should be practically naked." Renji wiggled his brows, "Loving the boxers by the way (holiday red with little bells) very festive."
The snowberry scowled "I didn't pick these out!"
"Ah but you are the one wearing them so-
"Shut up! They keep me warm."
It was one of the few items that the snowberry had refused to give up even when he was cursed-not that he'd tell the human this.
Renji snickered and moved closer to Ichigo. "I have a more productive way to keep you warm."
The snowberry slapped away the humans' hands (the redhead tried to be slick and slip a finger inside his boxers)
"Not yet wait til' I finish my story."
Renji rolled his eyes and rested his hand on the snowberry's thigh. "Fine, fine go ahead and tell your story."
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Hinamori was loved and cherished by many and yet she felt a deep loneliness-felt like a piece of her soul was missing-felt she didn't quite belong in the world. She believed that there had to be more to living aside from simply going through the motions.
She was determined to find it-she went on an adventure of sorts-looking for the unknown.
Hoping that whatever/whoever she might find out there would bring her a sense of happiness.
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Now venturing out into the wild after hours probably wasn't a wise thing to do in the first place but Hinamori simply didn't care.
She felt dead inside.
Figured if she encountered a bear or something equally wild and dangerous it would light up that spark in her-make her feel alive!
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Well it wasn't a bear that little Hinamori encountered but a shape shifter.
His voice was smooth and hypnotic, his gaze dark and penetrating, his touch-he brushed the inside of her wrist with his thumb-feeling her pulse-pressing, reaching, grabbing on to her very soul.
He possessed her in an instant. Stripped her from her human flesh-
"This is what you wanted."
Hinamori shook her head frantically. She wanted to scream-wanted to run but found that she know longer had control over her body-
Eyes grew wide with horror as she watched her pale flesh change-a coat of white fur covering her once dainty hand, moving up to her elbow and eventually enveloping her entire body.
Little Hinamori didn't understand what was happening to her-she made another attempt to scream but could not.
As the shapeshifter drew closer-a hairs breath away he said
"I am Aizen Sousuke and you shall call me your God."
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I know what you're thinking what does any of this have to do with me?
Well I shall tell you
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When I was a teenager I too encountered shapeshifters. But unlike Hinamori I wasn't looking for a sense of adventure or a thrill ride-
I was quite content being plain old Ichigo.
Neither happy nor depressed with life. I had a mother, a father and 2 sisters, lived in a middle class neighborhood, was neither a delinquent nor a kiss ass. Neither popular nor an outcast-I had a fair share of admirers.
I had one rule for myself.
If at any time I was bored I would find something to do.
Because in my mind you're only bored if your lazy and I wasn't lazy.
Played my fair share of sports, had a few summer jobs, went to school, hung out with friends, like I said nothing special or extraordinary.
I didn't date-just didn't have any interest in it.
And even though I enjoyed a lot of things there was nothing I felt passionate about.
This worried my mother and so you can imagine what happened next…
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I came home one afternoon to find three of my former rivals turned friends sitting inside my kitchen drinking eggnog and munching on cookies.
It didn't take a genius to figure it out why they were there-hair combed, shirts tucked in, piercing removed, perfect schoolboys sweet talking my mother.
I wouldn't find out what exactly it was they were trying to get her to agree to up until the following weekend when they showed up outside my house looking like they were heading to the mountains.
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Nnoitra with his body leaned half way against the wall, long black hair falling partially over his grinning oblong shaped face, shielding his amethyst colored eye, wearing a pair of goggles around his neck like it was some sort of backwards fashion statement, a bright yellow fleece-lined down jacket over his black turtle neck, black snow pants and boots.
Up in the tree posed very much like a jungle cat was Grimmjow, electric blue hair in faux hawk/blow dried style, electric blue eyes shielded behind silver goggles, tight fitted v-neck navy blue sweater underneath his infamous black leather jacket, dark blue jeans and brown hiking boots.
And last but certainly not least looking as though he had just woken up from a nap or like he might just fall asleep right there was Starrk-don't know why I didn't notice him first since he was sitting on the front steps but anyway I noticed that he too looked to be dressed for hiking or skiing or something, looking kind of cute (not that I told him this at the time) in his gray and white striped beanie hat, fur-trimmed charcoal gray parka, white ski pants and gray boots.
Needless to say I myself felt a lil underdressed in my simple red and black-checkered pajamas bottoms and white t-shirt.
But that isn't really the point.
Nnoitra moved away from the wall and swung one of his long arms around me "Go get your skis Ichi-pet we're going on a lil' road trip."
I blinked stupidly until I felt something wet on the side of my cheek. Took me a second or two to conclude that Starrk had stood and licked the side of my cheek, reminding me very much of a playful dog-er but anyway
"A road trip to where?"
Grimmjow used this opportunity to jump down from the tree and blow his nicotine breath in my face "Never mind where brat, we're gonna have some fun."
"MAKE SURE YOU TAKE LOTS OF PICTURES MY SONS IN LAW. I EXPECT ALL OF YOU TO MAKE A REAL WOMAN OUT OF MY ICHIGO!"
My moronic father shouted from the roof-he was stringing Christmas lights and at the time I thought my it would be oh so tempting to kick the ladder out from under him-would have done it too if I didn't have my mother to think about.
If goat face had really fallen then he would have wound up in a cast and my mother would have to wait on him hand and foot even more so then she already did.
So instead bright faced and brow twitching I told the idiot to "SHUT THE HELL UP!"
Honestly what was he thinking making those kinds of comments?
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At the redheads amused look Ichigo decided to move on with the story.
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I turned to my sister Karin who was just returning home from practice and we had a little sibling chat.
Nothing much just basically getting her to agree to lock goat face out of the house for constantly embarrassing us-in Karin's case goat face embarrassed her in front of her soccer coach which wouldn't have been a big deal if she didn't have a major crush on the guy at that time.
I doubt he did it on purpose-he was a good guy when it was all said and done-I think what it really was at the end of the day goat face wanted to live through us-do the things that he never got to do or whatever the saying is.
My mother and my other sister Yuzu waved goodbye to me from the kitchen window-the fresh smell of pies and cakes and their warm smiling faces made me feel rather warm and fuzzy.
And no I am not afraid to admit it!
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As we were making our way to Starrk's jeep a familiar blur of white jumped out of the bushes and at me, climbing up on my shoulders and narrowing his golden eyes at my friends.
Shiro, my cat was a very possessive feline and did not think much of them.
Starrk was allergic to cats so he made sure never to get to close to Shiro in the first place. Grimmjow-well sometimes it seemed like he could understand Shiro better than I could-they were rivals for my attention (snorts) and Nnoitra well…
Let's just say there was definitely no real love lost between him and Shiro. On top of being possessive my cat wasn't a very forgiving animal, not that I blame him since Nnoitra did slam the door on his tail once-granted it was by accident but still have you ever heard a cat yowl?
I felt awful seeing poor Shiro in so much pain. Nnoitra did try to smooth things over-offering my cat GRADE A Catfood and top of the line catnip-it didn't work exactly but at least Shiro stopped trying to claw his face off at every free chance he got.
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Anyway flashforward…
So there we were on the road bored out of our minds even though we had all of man's greatest distractions (television, radio, portable games, laptop, caffeine, etc) Starrk decided to break the boredom by telling a story.
I'm glad he was the one to start actually because whenever Nnoitra told a story it would some how become like a sleazy porno and whenever Grimmjow told a story-well let's just say he became the character and often had me as his star-crossed lover-bit embarrassing really-even though it was all in jest or so I thought-
Erm yeah my companions were perverted though that much was obvious.
As for the story…
"They say a long time ago a girl a few years younger than us disappeared when she ventured up to the mountains-something horrible happened to her-a great figure appeared from who knows where and put a curse on her-transforming her into a monster.
Keep in mind this not your modern day Beauty and the Beast Fairy Tale-no young Hinamori-chan was not so lucky-most unfortunate actually."
Starrk paused to take a glance at the road map and Grimmjow picked up where he left off "So if you can see where we're getting at here brat-we're off on an adventure."
I raised a curious brow prompting him to continue but Nnoitra took it upon himself to answer "Why go skiing up in some mountains when ya can go hunting for demons? Better yet let's do both."
Grimmjow elbowed Nnoitra in the stomach knocking the wind out of the taller male "Anyway brat they say Hina-skank became a vengeful queen, curse all and any one who come across her path but I've got this theory," a grin "I think she-Ooof!"
Nnoitra returned the blow and the Grimmjow was in too much pain to glare.
"Enough about slutty monster chicks come and sit in my lap pet I'll keep you warm."
"If you're cold Ichigo you should come and sit up front with me."
Now because Starrk was driving I knew he wouldn't try to practically molest me like Nnoitra and Grimmjow so I moved up to the front and eventually fell asl-
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Ichigo stopped mid sentence when the sound of snoring reached his ears.
His left brow twitched. How dare the bastard human fall asleep on him!
The snowberry picked up one of the boots that Renji had slipped off in order to get more comfortable and chucked it at the redhead.
"Huh? What? Who?"
"Pay attention dumb ass I'm trying to tell my story and if you fall asleep again you can forget about getting anywhere near my ass!"
Course the snowberry wasn't really going to deny the tattooed human access to his ass he was just saying this but Renji didn't know it so it worked out just fine.
Better than fine. Perfectly.
"Sorry Ichigo." Renji sat up straight like a good little soldier. "It's just uh-the redhead started playing with his hair, twisting the bright strands around his index finger- "You have this-I mean your voice it relaxes me-far better than any dream cd you know and-
Ichigo's irritation simmered a bit. It was an unusual compliment but kind of nice too. "Huh I always thought it was kind of raspy."
Renji nodded, "It's a pleasant kind of rasp though-suits you."
As reddish brown eyes met his own cinnamon and coffee ones the snowberry melted just a little more.
The sense of familiarity-possibly a long lost love surrounded his entire being once more as he studied those eyes more closely.
"Appleseeds," he mumbled
"Huh?"
Ichigo shook his head. "Nothing just uh something I remembered," a shrug "Now where was I-ah yeah so there we were…
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A simple skiing trip had turned into an adventure-searching for the snow munchkin Hinamori.
"Snow munchkin?"
"The one who was cursed remember?"
"Ah oh yeah, so go on."
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Truthfully after the guys told me the tale I felt kind of sorry for this Hinamori I mean it's not her fault that she was tricked by some manipulative slick-tongued bastard-it's not her fault that she was cursed and felt it was only just to curse others-
Her rage-her quest for revenge was understandable-to an extent.
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It happened faster than a lightning bolt-faster than a bullet and the pain-the pain was unlike anything else I had ever felt before or so I had thought at the time-the only way I remained on my feet-the only way I managed to not complete lose it was because my friends were with me-suffering-experiencing the curse at the same time that I was-still it didn't make the situation any better-
In fact it was worse because watching there proud masculine faces scrunched up in pain-watching them fall to their knees and howl still gives me nightmares even after all this time-
And as I was experiencing the change-as the white fur enveloped me-felt like I was being branded with fire or something equally unpleasant he appeared.
Yes the same shafeshifter that had cursed poor Hina-munchkin-
I did not like his smirking aristocratic face-did not like his deep entrancing brown eyes-did not like how he made me shiver and burn all at once-did not like how his voice-well anyway he was too much of an evil bastard to drool over-
Arrogant too-expected all of us to cow tow and call him master.
As fuckin' if!
My friends and I went out of our way to be as difficult as possible-we enjoyed getting a rise out of our new "master"-it became a game one might say-which of us could make him snap first.
Sadly, tragically one night things changed-
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Aizen had taken an interest in me. The rest were pets, experiments, errors, but I-
"You have the potential to become a goddess Kurosaki Ichigo, the ideal match that only a true God like me deserves."
Or something equally pompous and proud!
I won't go into detail because the images-memories are still too fresh in my mind and it hurts even more to speak them out loud-but I did not know-did not understand true pain until that thing, you can't call him a man, a creature, a beast-no title truly fit an abomination like Aizen, that thing ripped into me-nearly shattered me.
But my friends didn't let him get that far-which still pisses me off to this very day-
Grimmjow, Nnoitra and Starrk were always stubborn bastards-loud, brash, arrogant and not easily controlled but they could also be sweet, gentle and fiercely protective-
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Aizen, the piece of shit-oh he had a fuckin' field day messing with them-playing with their limbs, organs, you name it and then recreating their bodies and repeating the process all over again-barely recognizable.
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I charged at him (determined to kill him even in my weakened state) it was no laughing matter-I was out for blood!
But I was also nowhere near his level as he so loved to point out-
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Flash forward
Hinamori showed her ugly face during the following winter-a mob of brainwashed humans trailing behind her.
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I don't like to go into detail like I previously said-all you have to know is-that mob-the humans slaughtered my comrades-
In a broken hearted rage I slaughtered each and every last one of them.
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Some time passed
I was pathetic and alone and running-
Running where I did not know-did not care but I didn't want to carry on-enough was enough-I was disgusted with everything-but most of all myself-
Asked myself how could I let it get to this-? Why had I allowed myself to sink so slow-?
I thought of my family-could barely remember what they looked like any more-thought of my next door neighbor-he was an interesting guy, kinda like you now that I think of it.
I stood up on top of the mountain-ready to jump-ready to end it all and then Naru appeared…
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Renji wanted to hear the snowberry's story-honestly he did but there was just something-something in that voice or perhaps the cave itself that made him sleepy and before the tattooed pineapple knew it his eyes slipped shut and he was off in dream land.
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Rukia wanted to take back every mean and hurtful thing she had said to her tattooed friend. Most of it was meant in jest (kinda like sibling rivalry) there friendship had always been that way.
But as the raven-haired woman approached the abandoned vehicle with her Hime-chan just a few steps behind her, Rukia began to worry.
She did not want to jump to the worst conclusions but when she noticed the tiny droplets of red liquid on the busted window and a tiny puddle in the snow-she couldn't help the way her knees trembled-
Her princess caught Rukia before she fell. "Don't worry I'm sure Renji-san was able to get out of the back before it smashed into a tree-there would be a lot more blood if he was seriously hurt and-
Rukia rested her head on the bride to be's shoulder "You really think so Hime-chan?"
"Of course I am. I bet Renji-san just went in search of shelter-it snowed pretty heavily last night and-
"I hope you're right."
The buxom brunette nodded. "I know I am and I'll tell you why."
Rukia lifted her head up "Why?"
"The snow magician of course! Better known as the golden fox to most but Sora-nii always used to tell me the tale of the amazing snow magician when I was growing up. They say that despite his youthful appearance very few could match his power. A crown of sunny blond hair, the bluest of blue eyes, more strength in his pinky then 20 full grown gladiators-And whoever was in need of his help would receive it-They say he was a traveler-searching for his long lost love. They say he would never st-
Rukia smiled and pulled her bride to be closer. "Thank you my Hime, you always know just what to say."
Gun metal grays met silver blue "If something ever happened and we were separated would you search for me Rukia?"
Rukia cupped Orihime's sun-kissed cheek "I'd never stop searching until I had you back in my arms. No one can replace you, my Hime."
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Apparently being psychically violent was not working-not enough to keep Renji from constantly falling asleep on him.
'So that leaves option two.' Thought Ichigo.
Although if the snowberry was going to be completely honest with himself he had wanted to do this since Renji had first set foot inside his home.
'Even though I'm technically the one who carried him here that's not really the point.'
The first thing to catch Ichigo's eye before he had even brought the human to the cave was the hair-a silky shiny curtain of red. Bringing to mind the image of maraschino cherries.
The snowberry had never quite understood the obsession with cherries until now…
And Renji's eyes (when opened) those eyes had reminded Ichigo of appleseeds-brought back the memory of the apple tree orchard just a few short miles from his home-a nostalgic sort of feeling.
Ichigo wouldn't go so far as to say he would like to lick the redheads eye balls-that was disgusting not to mention bordering on lines of pre-cannibalism but he did wish to capture those eyes.
He just wasn't quite sure how.
His large paws were too damn clumsy-made it impossible to hold a camera and even in his human skin-his hands never quite did what he wanted them to do-It was a bit annoying that he had so much trouble lifting inanimate objects even after all this time-after the bastard's death-Aizen still had a hold of sorts on Ichigo.
The snowberry shook his head. He did not want to think of Aizen. He wanted to think of Renji. Renji and his skin-not a single hair anywhere on that smooth and beautifully sculpted body.
The color reminding Ichigo of a rich honey, artistically decorated with tattoos-the design it self-it was as if the black ink was licking and twisting itself around that wonderful rich honey toned skin (further pronounced by the human's muscular frame.
Renji was neither wiry nor stocky-just perfect.
A combination of sharp angles and fine curves. Clearly masculine but the kind of masculine beauty that was almost nearly impossible to replicate.
And if he dared to say such a thing out loud Renji would probably punch him in the face so Ichigo would keep his thoughts to himself.
Something in the redheads overall stance, personality and speech pattern spoke of his inner warrior.
Ichigo snorted 'Sometimes I sound so unbelievably dorky even to my own ears.'
Still there was no denying-and it had been far too long since he had last desired to touch another so why deny himself?
Besides Renji had made it more than clear to Ichigo-he wanted him. And the feeling was quite obviously mutual.
But seeing as how his redheaded companion had fallen asleep it was up to the snowberry to take matters into his own hands.
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Slipping his fingers around the waistband of the other male's pants and tugged down.
Ichigo eyes widened at the sight now greeting him.
He certainly hadn't thought the tattooed human would be small by any stretch but this-Renji wasn't even fully erect and Ichigo could still-
The snowberry licked his lips and instead of diving right in, he trailed his tongue lazily along the inner thigh and the wrapped his lips around the ball sac-loving how smooth the skin was-never really understanding why so many others seemed to ignore this part of a man's body.
To an extent it made sense since who the hell wanted a mouth full of hair but people wouldn't have a reason to complain if they kept it smooth like the way Renji kept his.
It didn't have a taste-Ichigo often thought it was kind of dumb how humans associated sexual body parts with food or flavors but-
The smell-the intoxicating odor that was completely and uniquely Renji's-it was twice as strong on the lower part of the redheads body compared to the upper part.
He enjoyed teasing and mouthing the flesh for a good amount of time before finally zeroing in on the grand prize.
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When the human's thigh twitched slightly Ichigo thought Renji might be waking up (bought damn time!) but when he looked up-the redheads' snores had turned into light breathing/wheezing/whichever…
Renji had delicious looking lips, making Ichigo think of marmalade-a specific marmalade he enjoyed spreading on his toast when he was little-
Orange brows furrowed and the snowberry asked himself
'Why haven't I kissed him yet? Surely I should have pressed my own mouth to his before anything else right?'
Deciding it was time to right the wrong-and correct his error Ichigo carefully straddled the sleeping redhead biting his lower lip to suppress the moan that was threatening to slip out when skin finally met skin-
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Renji was swimming in a pool of caramel creams, peaches and tangerines.
He opened his mouth and found that he simply could not get enough of the taste.
He wanted more!
Sure some part of his brain thought it was a little odd to be getting excited over food of all things but the other part of his brain said logic didn't matter here in dream land.
The only thing that mattered was the pool of sweetness-the delicious warm pool-warming his previously chilled skin in the most delicious of ways.
And then gradually the warm liquid morphed-becoming solid-the solid shape was becoming a figure-
Reddish browns fluttered-still not quite wide awake Renji reached out for the figure-grinning when it finally dawned on him what he was touching-squeezing fleshy mounds-more accurately Ichigo's butt cheeks.
How bold and insistent his snowberry-to-be was.
Renji wanted to laugh as Ichigo glared at him.
"Something you want berry-cakes?"
"Bastard, open your mouth."
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At long last when the Renji stopped being a jackass-their mouths met and the snowberry tasted pineapple cherries and honey dipped apples and the human tasted sweet tangerines and caramel creams-there was no real tongue lashing battle-both parties just enjoyed the moment for what it was-
And the delicious friction-so damn good!
"More!"
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Renji didn't know if it was Ichigo or himself who had made the command but he was betting on the tangerine snowberry because with out further warning the other male had pushed him down on his back and told him "Don't move."
Now Renji didn't like taking orders but his protest quickly died in his mouth when he noticed what the snowberry was about to do.
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Even after all this time Ichigo felt that the act of stretching and preparing his body for what was to come was more of a mandatory thing rather than pleasurable-
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Slipping his fingers (he always started with two) in between his cheeks and then pushing past the tight ring of muscles he gave his body a few minutes to adjust before slipping in a third…before making his way back over to the tattooed redhead where he hovered just above him-quite surprised and delighted that the human seemed to have no problems with letting him take the reigns-at least for the moment.
Ichigo lowered his body so it simply brushed against Renji's proud, pulsing, red and leaking organ but not actually letting the cock inside-
He was amused that the redhead seemed to be in a bit of a daze and it wasn't until Ichigo grabbed Renji's hand and placed it against his skin, a purr dripping from peach tinted lips "Touch me."
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Renji grinned. The snowberry didn't have to tell him twice.
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The princess had wanted to return to the Inn but Rukia could not go back without knowing if her friend was safe. So instead the couple started to walk-not sure what they would find but hoping for the best.
Rukia nearly lost her footing on a slippery patch of ice but once again her Hime-chan was there to catch her before she fell.
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As the two women continued on the princess decided to fill the silence with babbling
"I still don't know how Renji-san managed to track down Sora-nii. Where did he look? The search and rescue party claimed that they had scoured the entire jungle and yet nothing came up. They told me I should just forget about my brother and I had almost given up hope but then my crimson angel, Renji-san appeared and oh isn't it wonderful Rukia? I've always wanted my brother to give me away on my wedding day."
Rukia didn't voice her thoughts out loud basically she had no desire to upset her princess but at the same time the raven-haired woman felt something simply did not add up-she had only told Renji about Hime's brother once and the tattooed redhead had never had the best memory so she kind of doubted that he had anything to do with Sora being found-which led her to conclude that a certain downstairs neighbor, Szayel, must be behind it.
'Hm guess I'll have to thank him when we get back home.'
The raven-haired woman was startled when a golden blur shot right in front of her and her bride to be.
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It didn't take a genius to figure out that the snowberry was in a good amount of pain which definitely did not sit well with Renji but it really wasn't his fault-Ichigo was so damn tight-it was almost as if his ass had been sewn shut-no doubt he ripped something and if he pulled out he'd most likely find some blood mixed in with the cum.
Ichigo was full on growling and howling-Renji noted that it was a bit of a challenge for the tangerine haired male to remain in his human skin-could swear a claw had cut into him or time or two.
But he wasn't going to complain about it-pain came with pleasure as the old saying went-
And the snowberry was determined to continue at a fast and pounding pace-far surpassed bouncing in Renji's lap-impaling his body more and more-
It worried the human just a little bit-was it possible Ichigo might be a little bit of a masochist?
Blinking tears out of his eyes Ichigo wrapped his legs even tighter around Renji "Stop being such and idiot-the burn is bliss in its own way."
"You say that Ichigo but-
"Shut up I know my own body better than you."
Something that would definitely have to change should Renji decide to turn his connection with Ichigo into a long term type of thing.
'And I will.'
"But you were ow! The fuc-did you just bite me?"
Ichigo licked at the small droplet of blood and grinned at the redhead "Yes I did and I'll do it again if you don't hurry up and fuck me properly!"
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After following the yellow flash of light…
The two women climbed higher and they reached a cave-loud almost inhuman sounds met their ears (correction this is what it might have sounded like to the untrained ear but Rukia knew better.)
She turned to her lover "Let's head back."
The princess blinked in confusion. "But I thought you said Renji-san might be in-
"He's fine." Rukia smiled "We'll come back for him tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? But what about the wedding?"
"We'll postpone it-besides Byakuya-niisama just texted me-seems like he'll be able to make it after all."
The two women waved goodbye to the yellow light turned fox.
"Thanks for your help Naru-san!"
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"What do you mean you're not satisfied? We've been at this for like four hours-like a GD marathon."
The snowberry snorted, "I've been doing most of the work-
Renji took this as a challenge-Ichigo would pay for that one-
"I'll show you-!
Cinnamon and coffee eyes danced "Good. Give me your best!"
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END
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