Law Enforcement


"I don't fucking believe it…. I just can't fucking believe it!" Ichigo hissed, throwing his bag down onto the floor and gave it a hardy kick, sending the black satchel sailing through the air to the other side of the room. The contents in said bag flew out of it which only further irritated the already angry Ichigo. Today was just not his day.

Toshiro heard the loud commotion from their bedroom and made his way to where all the racket was coming from. Seeing Ichigo fuming around the kitchen, the white haired protégée leaned against the back wall, waiting for the elder male to notice him. It didn't take that long however; turning around, Ichigo saw the shorter boy standing there and let out a deep breath. "Hey Shiro…"

He hadn't meant to cause his younger lover any concern…

Toshiro parted from his spot on the wall and carefully made his way to the still fuming Ichigo. "What's wrong Ichi?"

Warm honey brown eyes connected with cool blue. "Nothing bad per say…"

"Ichigo." The white haired captain narrowed his eyes, demanding that Ichigo explain what happened. Something was definitely bugging Ichigo and the smaller boy was going to figure out what it was.

"I was driving home and then this car come flying past me and we pass by this small side street and then five seconds later a cop comes tearing out. But who does he stop? ME. He fucking stops me." Again Ichigo began pacing around the house. It was just so infuriating that he was the one who got nailed by the cop. It just totally sucked!

Walking towards the counter, Toshiro hopped on it and continued staring at the other, listening to Ichigo's explanation. "I told the officer that he had the wrong guy, that the dude in front of me was going faster than the speed limit but no." Ichigo slammed his fists onto the kitchen table. "I got stuck with the two hundred and fifty dollar fine! And I didn't do shit! Fucking cop totally screwed me over just because his fucking speed thingy tagged my car instead of that other bastards' car."

"Well… at least you weren't hurt."

"The fuck Shrio? What the hell does that have to do with anything?" Ichigo waved his arms dramatically.

"That other driver could have lost control of his car and hit yours! Maybe it was a good thing that you got stopped because something further down the road might have happened is all I'm trying to say! Hey I'm just trying to make you feel better so don't take it out on me!" Toshiro narrowed his eyes at Ichigo's temper.

"I'm not taking anything out on you! You're the one who came here to see what was going on."

"Oh so it's my fault now?"

"See there you go again, thinking that I'm blaming you for what happened. It's not like you could've done anything to stop it Shiro so just drop it." The orange haired substitute shinigami's temper was really flying out of control and it only made things worse.

"I'm not the one continuing to argue! All I asked was what was wrong! You're the one who's getting all pissy about it Ichigo." Glaring heatedly at his partner, Toshiro hopped off the counter and walked back to the bedroom, slamming the door. "You can sleep on the goddamn couch tonight!"

"Fine!" Ichigo shouted back as he collapsed on the couch. Today was just shit. Serious. Shit. He was late to work because of traffic, forgot an important document at home for the head doctor at the hospital, had to work later than usual since he was an hour late to work, then got pegged with a false speeding ticket… and great… now Toshiro was mad at him. Ichigo sighed, rubbing a hand over his face tiredly. Just who did he happen to piss off upstairs huh?

Toshiro really didn't deserve any of that outburst; he was just trying to make Ichigo feel better and all the elder male did was shove it right back in his face. "Shit."

Standing up and walking towards the closed bedroom door, Ichigo knocked quietly, waiting for the person inside to either answer or ignore him. It was the former. "What do you want Ichigo?"

"Shiro… M'Sorry…" Hanging is head low, Ichigo sighed. "I shouldn't have said all that to you."

"…"

"I didn't mean to shout at you like that Shiro, I was just really upset and… and you didn't deserve any of that… Can you forgive me?"

The door opened and Toshiro's small figure appeared in the doorway. He didn't say anything to Ichigo as he turned back around and walked towards the bed, getting into it. Ichigo still stood there, wondering if he was allowed back in or not. Toshiro sighed and rolled his eyes. "You coming or what?"

If Ichigo were a dog, you'd be able to see his ears perk up and tail wagging. Quickly stripping off his work clothes and sliding into his sleep wear, Ichigo slid into the bed and pulled the smaller boy into his arms, kissing the top of his head. "I love you Shiro."

"Hn. Love you to ya idiot." Rolling so that he faced Ichigo, Toshiro nuzzled his face into Ichigo's neck.

"That stupid cop…"

"Just shut up and go to sleep Kurosaki."

Ichigo grinned, hugging Toshiro closer.

At least this was one thing that went right today.


TBC

Yeah so that was a reflection of my day –laughs- I love it when life hands ya crap like this, ain't it just AWESOME :S LOL

Oh well.

Hope ya liked it ^^

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~ChaosGarden