100 Romantic Bleach Drabbles
Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Kubo Tite, not to me.
Author's Note: I'm lucky I pre-wrote this before work today (by hand, of course!) because my laptop was undergoing more repairs. Hard drive issues suck.
Dedicated to Dragen Eyez, who suggested this pairing for this theme!
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53. Luck
"Your luck just ran out, Arrancar! Third seat of Zaraki's division, Madarame Ikkaku, will be the one to kill you!" Ikkaku yelled, pointing his wooden sword at the random Arrancar who attacked him and the two humans he was with. One moment they had been walking down the street, the girl shamelessly fawning over him. In the next, she was laying on the ground in a broken heap. Ikkaku didn't know what had angered him more – the fact that the girl had no reiatsu and was still attacked or the fact that he had been taken by surprise by an Arrancar.
"Ikkaku... run..." the girl wheezed.
"Nee-san!"
"You take her somewhere safe!" Ikkaku ordered and in an instant he was out of his gigai.
"Be careful!" the terrified youth called before awkwardly escaping with his sister. He glanced back once and saw Ikkaku had the upper hand. That simple fact strengthened the young man's resolve and he hurried off to his home.
Twenty minutes after he got his sister and himself home, he was pacing across his living room. His sister hadn't woken up yet and Ikkaku had yet to return. Even Yumichika was still gone and they had passed him just after the battle site.
"Keigo..."
Keigo turned to the couch he had placed his sister on. "Nee-san! You're awake!" he exclaimed, rushing to her side. The girl groaned and tried to sit up. "Nee-san! Try not to move!" he pleaded, trying to get his sister to lay back down.
"Where's Ikkaku?! What happened?!"
Keigo was silent, contemplative. How could he explain what had happened without sounding crazy? Telling his sister she had been attacked by a monster would not go over well.
"You see, Nee-san, it was li–"
"It's been taken care of. You okay?" Ikkaku interrupted, entering the room with Yumichika.
"See Nee-san? Everything's okay. Try to rest," Keigo said, relieved.
"Mizuho, I'm glad you're okay," Ikkaku said gruffly.
"You're bleeding," Mizuho pointed out.
Ikkaku just shrugged. "It's nothing. You're the one we're concerned about."
"We were lucky you were there with us," Mizuho said, smiling at Ikkaku.
"Keh. More like unlucky," Ikkaku muttered, looking away.
"Don't say that!" Mizuho snapped. "Keigo's dumb luck is the reason we met. And you're always saying you're lucky! You even have that amazing good luck dance!"
Ikkaku looked back at Mizuho. "You like my dance?"
Mizuho nodded. "And your shaved head. And your skill with a sword."
"Keh. Maybe I am lucky after all," he admitted, giving the injured girl a cocky grin.
"We both are," Mizuho agreed, returning his smile.
"How adorable. Ikkaku's first love," cooed Yumichika.
"I think I'm going to be sick," muttered Keigo.
"Shut up you morons!!" Mizuho and Ikkaku yelled at the same time.
Yumichika just laughed and dragged Keigo out of the room before Mizuho and Ikkaku attacked them.
