Hi! Yes I am back with another, and look at that I'm updating this story more than once in one day! You guys should feel so special! ^.^ This one is pretty short though. :l
Disclaimer: Don't own bleach, if I did..oh, the sick, sexual, molest, rape worthy things Aizen would do to Ichigo.
Summary: Go away! Theres no summary for this one!
~Begin: Flowers Are For Girls~
Ichigo and Aizen had been walking down the park holding hands, when Aizen suddenly stopped and started to look at something.
"What is it?" Ichigo asked, looking at his lover and raising an eyebrow.
Aizen said nothing but leaned down and picked a small flower from amongst the grass.
Ichigo stared at him with a quizzical look before he turned to Ichigo smiling and leaned down to kiss his cheek before placing the small flower in his hair.
Ichigo blushed and frowned a bit.
"I'm not a girl, flowers are for girls." Ichigo muttered taking the flower out of his hair and looking down at it in his hand.
"Then what do you like?" Aizen asked, quite amused.
Ichigo seemed like he was actually thinking about what he should say before the blushed returned but a darker shade, obviously giving away that his thoughts weren't clean ones.
Ichigo shook his head, he knew what he would like at the moment but said a response contrary than his thoughts.
"I like you." He told him returning the favor and kissing his cheek.
Ichigo looked down at the flower before he brought it to his nose and sniffed it.
He knew what he would like.
~End~
-shrugs- Eh, this is a collection of SHORT stories, so it doesn't matter that this one was barely a full page. :3
Sorry for any grammatical errors or spelling mistakes!
Sayonara!~ Emmy-chan The Ninja!