Confession
Warnings: Slash-ish
Write 'im a letter, he advised.
It'll be easier fer someone like ya t' express yerself, he explained.
Yes, but, how was he supposed to write the damn thing? Kira Izuru banged his forehead against his desk, spilling the ink all over his blonde hair. Great, now he looked like that kid from that manga about Go or Shougi or something. Blonde bangs, black hair.
Great, great.
Get lessons from Byakuya, he suggested.
Kuchiki Taichou? Lessons? Over his dead bod- soul.
For one thing, he was scared to death of that man. No specific reason, he was just, well, Kira.
Secondly, he suspected that, due to the sixth division captain's love of poetry, it would've ended up being along the lines of:
Your eyes, the color of dirt,
Your hair, like a dead crow,
The checkered pattern on your neck,
The inappropriate numbers on your face,
Makes my heart beat.
...or something.
Yeah, he'd rather confess face-to-face then hand him a collaboration between him and Kuchiki Taichou.
So, back to the letter.
He dipped his pen into the ink well, only to realize that there was nothing left in there because it was all in his hair.
So he sighed and dabbed the pen against the back of his head.
Dear Hisagi Shuuhei,
Dear? Was that too informal? Should he use 'To:'? Ok no, there was no way he could do this. No, just no.
I-
I what? What exactly was he going to say? What was he doing? He couldn't write this letter.
I just wanted to tell you that...
What did he want to tell him? Did he want to tell him? No, not really. He didn't want to tell him anything. Except that he had nice hair. Because he really did- but what was he supposed to say?
I just wanted to tell you that I think your hair is hot?
Uh, no.
I just wanted to tell you that I really, really like you?
Hell no.
I just wanted to tell you that...my captain's a bastard for making me do this.
He scratched that out too.
Screw this, he needed to finish his paperwork.
Moving the letter aside and grabbing the pile of papers, he dipped his brush into the ink wel- back of his head and began to fill out reports.
Then he was taking a lunch break.
And washing the ink out.
-
Ichimaru Gin popped into the Third Division office, hoping to find his cute little vice-captain.
He wasn't there.
But his letter was.
-
He choked on his tea and spit it out-
-all over Tousen Taichou.
"I-I'm so sorry! I was just, uh, surprised- that um-"
He sighed and apologized profusely a few more times. It wasn't his fault, really. Anyone would've been surprised recieving such a...shocking, letter.
"Dear Hisagi Shuuhei,
I just wanted to tell you that I think your hair is really, really hot. (Heart)
And that I really, really like you!
Love,
Kira Izuru
PS: Reply soon!
PPS: And my captain's such a great person for motivating me to write you this love-letter confession!"
A/N: I think I'll be updating a lot slower now 'cuz of exams. And then after exams I think I'll be out of the country for quite a while and I may or may not be able to update then. Hmm, and before I leave I don't think I'll be updating my own fics a lot either, because I'll be writing with my friend on a different name.
Ohh, and any suggestions/critiques would be highly appreciated XD.