Yes. It's over one hundred words. This collection of drabbles covers anything less than one thousand words.
So it's short, sweet, and to the point! Yay!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any related characters, though I wish I could draw that well. Le sigh.
First up is Zaraki/Soi Fong, because I can.
There was something about her, thought Zaraki as Soi Fong proceeded to literally choke a bitch. She really knew how to kick ass and take names, and how to go medieval on asses… complete with maypoles.
He couldn't compare to Yoruichi, thought Soi Fong as Zaraki proceeded to show what would happen if someone put the human body in a blender and set it on purée. For one thing, no cleavage. Though, she had to admit, there was something endearing about the way he dealt with bitches.
"Don't think I've ever seen THAT technique before," said Zaraki, casually glancing at the aforementioned choked bitch.
"It was a ninja technique I learned from… someone." The particular 'someone,' Zaraki decided, was not a subject to touch. Not that he really cared about deep, painful secrets. That was sissy stuff.
"Well. I ain't a ninja."
There was a pause in the conversation.
"…do ya have to be a ninja to do it?"
"It helps." She looked over her shoulder. "Though, there are some more opportunities for me to demonstrate."
It wasn't love. Zaraki didn't believe in that sort of thing.
It was, however, quite the working relationship.