Author's notes: Yay for staying up at ungodly hours and being dead tired and getting awesome inspiration! lol. I'm serious. Throughout this entire thing, I had been up late at night and being rather tired while writing it, For some reason I get really inspired when tired xP Also waiting on some IchiHitsu requests while I write my own~ fun xP
As I said before: There are all oneshots. Each oneshot has its own 'chapter'.
Chapter content:
Ichigo Kurosaki/Toushiro Hitsugaya. IchiHitsu
Fluff/realization/denial
Day Off
Ichigo stared at Toushiro with an annoyed expression from the other side of the captain's desk. Toushiro tried to ignore the other man's look, but could no longer handle it after a few moments. He glared up at the substitute from his paperwork,
"What do you want, Kurosaki?" Ichigo continued to give that annoyed look,
"I find out that today is one of your days off, and you're in here doing paperwork? Why the hell are you working on a day off?" Toushiro reached across the desk and grabbed his tea, bringing it up to his lips and speaking into the cup before taking a drink,
"Because if I don't get this done now, it'll be piled up by the time I come back on Monday. Lord knows Rangiku won't do it. Now if you'll excuse me." The teen wouldn't have it. He grabbed the paperwork off Toushiro's desk before he could start on it again,
"Damnit, Toushiro, you always work." Toushiro glared up at Ichigo, setting his tea down to try and take his papers back,
"It's captain Hitsugaya, not Toushiro. Why won't you ever listen?" Ichigo just ignored him, which just proved Toushiro's point and made him even more annoyed. Ichigo just continued on what he was saying, keeping the papers away from the captain.
"You need to take advantage of your days off. Now get off your butt and come do something fun, for a change." Toushiro growled, setting down his tea and reaching for the papers just to have them held out of reach,
"Give them back, Kurosaki." He stood up from his chair and reached across the desk, trying to snatch the papers away. Ichigo stepped back away from the desk, holding the papers away,
"No! You don't need to be doing paperwork on a day off!" Toushiro started to get rather aggravated, his anger starting to rise. He walked briskly around the desk over to Ichigo and made a grab for his work. Ichigo backed up again,
"Ichigo, I'm warning you!" The silver-haired boy ran at Ichigo, trying to get the papers back so he could get back to work, but every time Toushiro even got close, Ichigo made a run for it, causing Toushiro to chase him around the office. Toushiro managed to trap Ichigo in a corner, but just as he was about to snatch away the paperwork, Ichigo held the papers high over his head, pushing Toushiro's head away so he couldn't get the papers,
"No!" Toushiro swiped at Ichigo, trying to grab the papers that were far beyond his reach for his height. Ichigo just held Toushiro at bay as he held the papers toward the ceiling. In retrospect, the two probably looked rather comical. Toushiro was getting nowhere, and after a moment he sighed in exasperation, arms falling to his sides,
"Fine… I'll take the day off from any work. Just give me the papers back." Ichigo couldn't help but grin at this. Finally the chibi-taicho would take a breather for once. He handed the paper back to its rightful owner before jumping when Toushiro flashstepped back to his desk and began working on the paperwork, a small smirk on his face. Ichigo mentally slapped himself in the face. He really should have seen that coming. Because, really? He was dealing with Toushiro, here.
But that wasn't going to stop him now. He was going to get Toushiro out of the office if it killed him.
He went over and plucked the papers out of the silver-haired boy's hands once again. Toushiro turned and glared at Ichigo,
"Kurosaki, I can't keep this up all day-" He was suddenly cut off when the substitute suddenly picked him up and hoisted him onto his shoulder with ease. Toushiro's cheeks tinged a slight pink as he whirled to look at Ichigo, who was now proceeding to exit the office,
"Damn it, Kurosaki, put me down!" It was obvious the red-head was ignoring him as he walked down the hall carrying Toushiro. No matter how Toushiro struggled, amazingly Ichigo kept a good grip on him, and accomplishing making him a spectacle to any passing Shinigami in the halls. After a while, Toushiro just decided it wasn't worth putting up the struggle.
After they got out of the building, Ichigo took off toward the Rukon districts. After arriving, Ichigo set Toushiro back on his feet but kept a firm grasp on the smaller man's shoulder, leading him down the road of the market. Toushiro crossed his arms, eye twitching slightly,
"Is there a reason you're not releasing my shoulder?"
"Yes. You'll end up running away if I do." Toushiro sighed in aggravation. Why was it the substitute was so hell-bent on getting him out of the office anyway? He'd always spend his time in the office. There was too much work to be done to be taking a day off.
There were only very rare times that he actually took work off. He would use the days not taken off and asked Yamamoto to compile them into a few good days off he could spend visiting his grandmother or taking leisure time in the World of the Living.
But, apparently, according to Ichigo, the once-in-a-blue-moon 'vacation' didn't cut it. He said he'd needed more time than that. Actually take a day off and spend it unwinding and having fun.
"Too much work is not good for you, Toushiro. Trust me. You need to take a break every now and then. Actually enjoy a sunset for once or go have fun doing something." Toushiro huffed as they looked in a store window, seeming to be just aimlessly walking around looking at things of no importance. After a while, Ichigo ended up letting go of Toushiro's shoulder when he felt he wouldn't end up running away.
Toushiro didn't understand it. How could looking at pointless objects in store windows that they weren't even going to buy be any more important than actually finishing his work? He had to admit though; he began to enjoy the pointlessness of it. Just randomly looking around at things of no value was… a nice change. He couldn't help the small smile that played across his lips when the substitute got worked up about some kind of hat or book he found, laughing his ass off at the sight of Toushiro in something he was forced to try on.
"Why are you so worked up about this anyway? I see no point in it…" Toushiro stated as he examined some kind of book. The strawberry could see through the denial, though, seeing the smile-though faint- on Toushiro's face. He stayed silent for a moment before speaking up quietly,
"Because, I care about you, Toushiro. I want to see you actually enjoy yourself for once." Toushiro blinked, turning to look at Ichigo and being greeted by a soft, faint smile on the red-head's face. Toushiro stared at him for a few moments before feeling his face grow hot and he whirled around to face away from him, slamming the book back onto the table,
"It's captain Hitsugaya, you moron. Get it right. Why are we doing this, anyway? Come on, let's go." Ichigo blinked before a wide grin spread across his lips and he laughed. Toushiro only ever said that kind of thing when he was too embarrassed to say anything else. He walked up and patted Toushiro's head,
"Okay, okay. Come on, I see a watermelon stand. I'll buy you some."
Oh, Toushiro. When will you stop denying your feelings, lol.