CHEESE.

CHEESE EVERYWHERE.

Cause your messing up my name.
Gotta walk my talk my fame, but I just want to touch your face.
It's your messing up my name.
Gotta walk my talk my fame, but I just want to touch your face.
It's disgusting.
It's disgusting, how you changed me.
From a bandit to a baby.-Ke$ha; Disgusting

Hiyori crossed her arms with a huff and stomped into Kisuke's room; wanting to complain about Mayuri's asshole-ness again. Only to see Kisuke…with his shirt off…patching up some wounds. He perked and turned to Hiyori.

"Ah, I was just about to call you. Seems I kinda got a little ahead of myself in a fight with a group of hollows." He had a small cut under his right eye and across his chest. He was currently stitching his chest… "I need some help with my face. I can't really do two things at once, you know?" That damn sheepish smile spread across his lip.

"Dumbass." She spat as she stomped towards him; yanking the First Aid kit from the floor.

"Heh, I think if Captain Hirako hadn't shown up, I'd have more than just…this." He gestured to his chest and face. "I mean, I-."

"Shut up." She ordered and she splashed peroxide on a small rag before shoving it to his cheek.

"Ow." Kisuke whined. "That stings."

"It's supposed to, Idiot." She growled.

"You know, Captain Hirako was talking about you today." Kisuke started as he continued stitching his chest.

Hiyori glared at Kisuke in a way or pressing him on. He turned his eyes away from her. "He was saying that you haven't been as angry lately. He said you've actually been…calmer."

She shoved the rag to his right eye. Kisuke quickly swung his hand and pushed Hiyori back.

"That got in my eye, Hiyori." His voice sounded…angry?

He rubbed his eyes and tipped his head towards her. "Sorry for pushing you."

Hiyori gripped the rag that was still in her hand. "Sorry…" She mumbled.

Kisuke smiled gently. "It's okay, Hiyori."

She looked up at him. "I know how you feel about Captain Hirako. And I thought you should just know that-."

He was interrupted by Hiyori's hand reaching for his cheek. His eye was red from the peroxide.

"I didn't…I was…"

Kisuke grabbed her wrist gently. "It's okay, Hiyori." He repeated.

"I…" She then caught herself.

Leave.

No.

Leave now.

No.

What are you even doing?

I don't know anymore.

Then leave.

I don't want to.

Disgusting.

She took a deep breath and spoke, "I know."

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