Author's note: I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is for the 30 Kisses challenge using list zeta. Theme 15: Aesthetic.
An Eye for Beauty
Kisuke let out a pleased sigh. He was currently taking a break from working on plans for a new invention, but he quite truthfully didn't think he would be going back to those anytime soon. Not when he could indulge in his favorite pastime: Yoruichi watching. Yoruichi had always been fascinating to observe, and she provided a wonderful view. He had any number of memories of her that stemmed from his habit of watching her.
There were times when he really wished he was an artist so he could capture a true image of her. Yoruichi would have made for an incredible artist's muse. Kisuke doubted that he'd ever really be able to express just what he saw in her. She had always been something special. He loved her more than anything really. She had been the only woman for him for as long as he could remember.
Currently, she was sprawled on her side asleep. She had dragged his futon into a large patch of sunlight that was on the floor. The sunlight poured over her like water, highlighting her skin and her hair. Even in her human form Yoruichi was catlike, and in more ways than just one. She loved to nap in the sunshine, and her entire posture was feline. Kisuke thought she was the prettiest thing he had ever seen. The sunlight practically made her glow, and she looked completely content.
Yoruichi was absolutely gorgeous. No one missed that fact. Yoruichi was lovely, but she was also dangerous, and that had always been part of her beauty to Kisuke. She was like a sword made by a master smith: useful and deadly but also a masterpiece of artwork.
The woman in question sighed and stretched, rolling over on to her stomach. Her eyes opened just enough to peer at him and he smiled sleepily at him. "What are you thinking, Kisuke?"
He leaned in to steal a kiss. "Just admiring the view, Yoru-hime."