Title: J is for Jealousy
Series: Let Me Count the Ways
Author: Acmarache
Rating: K
Summary: It had seemed like a wonderful idea at the time. Oh, but now he regretted it.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, no.
Word: Jealousy by Silver Harmony
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Glaring at the thing currently wrapping itself around his Ichigo, Urahara gave into the pout that had been forming for the past hour. Catching the thing's gaze, he tried his best imitation at a Kuchiki Death Glare in response to the smug look in its eyes, but it was apparently immune to the Death Glare as it seemed to just bounce off. He refused to accept the possibility that a glare mixed with a pout wasn't highly intimidating.
When that horrible fiend rubbed against Ichigo, and his love let out a laugh, Urahara slumped down even further. Ichigo was only supposed to laugh that way for him! Trying not to let his frustration show through his carefree façade, the blond took a rather large, not to mention undignified, swig of his tea. And promptly spat it out. Wonderful! To top the horrid day off, he'd let an entire pot of his favorite tea go cold. Rationally, he knew a little kido and the tea would be warm again with no effect on the taste, but dammit, if he wanted to pout, then he was going to pout!
"Kisuke?"
Jerking out of his reverie, Urahara pasted the most innocent look he could muster on his face. From the amused look Ichigo gave him, he was certain he hadn't fooled him. "Yes Ichi-kun?"
The teen cringed slightly at the endearment, but ignored it for the greater part. "Why are you sitting all the way over there? You ask me to come over, but you haven't said two words to me since you gave me this thing." To accentuate his point, Ichigo lifted the black and white kitten by its scruff.
Urahara looked at the kitten held before him. At the time, giving the teen a cute, furry little kitten for their anniversary had seemed like a wonderful idea. People did that sort of thing all the time on television. It was romantic. Oh, but now he regretted the decision entirely. The kitten looked up at him with big, pleading innocent eyes, but he wasn't fooled. Not anymore. That animal was a love sucking demon. It latched onto the unsuspecting person in a relationship like a leech and sucked out all the love until there was none left for the other person in the relationship.
Okay, so maybe he was being a little melodramatic, but Ichigo had already been there for an hour, and they hadn't had sex yet!
Ichigo looked slowly from the kitten and back to Urahara. Just as slowly, a grin formed on his lips. "Kisuke, are you jealous of a kitten?"
"No!" Damn. The refusal was too quick. Now Ichigo would no for certain his shame.
With an amused smirk, Ichigo set the kitten on the floor before getting up and walking over to the blond and plopping himself in his lap. "Well, I could always give it to Yuzu."
"Please, do." The blond growled before pulling the teen into a hug. He refused to admit the reason he hugged Ichigo instead of kissing him was so that he could look over his lover's shoulder and stick his tongue out at the unsuspecting kitten. Because, really, that would just be childish.