You might notice a lot of my chapter stories are seven chapters. It's on purpose. I love the number seven, it's my favorite number. So, there you go. Fun fact. Yep.
Oh, and don't ask how the song this story was inspired by relates to it. The video impregnated me with a brainchild that resembles Alice in Wonderland written by Clive Barker at his very very very very very worse. (Because, Clive Barker is God of the literary world and I cannot ever compare. Ever.)
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The candy acted much like the creator, it was a catalyst to an awful and wonderful adventure. Their co-operation was vaguely understood by Yumichika, as he found out the reason why Ikkaku was brought into his dream world instead of being sent into his own.
The pink candies dispersed rather quickly and soon afterward, Yumichika saw his space created by his subconscious and he became dizzy. He ate the blue candy that made him become weak and tired, and went to sleep along with Ikkaku, who wasn't even tired prior. It wasn't overtly complicated once he gave some thought to the whole process, the pink candy, which had to be consumed first, opened a rift between the space and the blue one allowed to travel between.
He wasn't sure why the blue one caused fatigue, really. He wasn't sure why the pink treat dispersed so quickly and the it's counterpart lasted much longer. There was a lot that he had no idea about, but he knew for sure that he wouldn't even attempt to ask Urahara even if given a perfect opportunity. He figured everything out while lying beside Ikkaku, who hadn't woken up just yet.
When he did wake, sprawled out over the bed, and over top of the smaller man in the bedroom they'd started the whole thing in, and he was reasonably distressed.
"What is it?" The Yumichika asked, thoroughly tired, despite being awake for some time now.
"I didn't dream all that, did I?"
"All what?"
"The candy, and the space inside your head-"
"No, we were there," Yumichika replied. "And you have a space too, it's different than mine, but you have one."
"How are you so calm?"
"We're back, aren't we?"
"Well, yeah."
"I'm calm because I'm tired. And hungry, but mostly tired. That whole thing was exhausting," Yumichika replied without particular emphasis. "I'm kind of curious why we didn't get really hungry or tired there, or how long we were gone. We slept for awhile there, and we seemed to walk endlessly, then there was the fight. And Sully and Mr. Balthazar. I wish I could remember how I thought them up as a kid, if I really did think them up when I was young like they said I did. Actually, I don't know how I was creative enough to think up half of those things, like the little parrot and peacock." Yumichika pretended to dislike Sully and Mr. Balthazar, but really he'd grown fond of them, despite their annoying habits.
Ikkaku frowned at the long digression, even though he made no attempt to stop it. It was actually relieving hearing Yumichika say so much about what transpired, as if he were proving that everything really did happen. "Well, as long as you remember so much, you're not getting away from answering my question this time. What did you do there, at the fight? It was weird, and I can't sit through you dancing around the truth and not telling me anymore, it's not the first time you've done that-"
"My Shikai," he replied tiredly. "I saw you peek, you know. Don't act clueless. It's not beautiful."
Ikkaku blushed, thinking he was very discreet. He didn't know it was a Shikai just by looking through a barely cracked eye, but had a hunch. "Well, after the first time I thought it wouldn't hurt to just look-"
"You don't like me anymore, do you? Now that you know my zanpakuto is a kido-type."
"Well, you're an image obsessed idiot that does stupid things," Ikkaku started. "But I still like you, idiot."
Yumichika leaned forward for a kiss. "Good. I'd hate for the one whom I love to dislike me. I'd have to beat the fact that I'm the most beautiful person in the world into your head then."
Ikkaku laughed a bit. "Don't be an idiot."
"That's what I should say to you."
Rolling his eyes, Ikkaku picked Yumichika up and hugged him. "You're a pain in the ass, you know that?"
"I could say the same to you, literally."
"You don't have any other secrets you were keeping, do you?"
"No, Mr. Warpaint," Yumichika said with a smile, taunting Ikkaku as well as silently comforting him and assuring the whole thing really did happen if he needed any further proof.
"Whatever," Ikkaku replied. "What do we say to Captain about us being gone? Two high ranking officers, ones that are always around him, aren't going to go unnoticed if we've been gone for longer than a day. Plus, he'll know if we lie about where we were."
"So, we have to explain everything?"
"I think it would be for the best," Ikkaku said a little reluctantly. He had not a single idea how to explain to someone like Captain Zaraki an outlandish story in the first place, mainly because he was stunningly similar to his captain and knew if he was told such a story he'd never believe it. "Do you know how to explain that we went on vacation in your head to him?"
"Hm..."
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Yachiru jumped up onto Kenpachi's shoulder smiling. "Yun-yun and Baldy were in bed. I told you they were just tired! You should have checked for them under the covers."
"I'm never going into either of their rooms and lifting the blankets."
The usual picture of innocence, Yachiru asked why.
"Just because."
"Don't be mad at them Kenny! Yun-yun gave me some candy!"
