Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Seireitei Monogatari ❯ The Nightmare in Seireitei ( Chapter 44 )

Title: The Nightmare in Seireitei

Pairings/Characters: Ukitake Jyuushiro, Shunsui, Yumichika, Ikkaku

Rating: K+

Words: 1065
Warning: Pure Crack, OOC

Description: It was a nightmare, only a stupid nightmare. Right?

Dedication: For Infenum, who wanted a YumichikaxShunsui. I'm sorry, this is the best I could do...

 

 

The flirty fifth-seat giggled as he coyly placed a hand on Shunsui's upper arm. “My, Kyouraku-taichou, you have such large muscles,” he purred, fluttering his eyelashes at the older man.

 

Shunsui grinned broadly, wrapping his free arm around Yumichika and pulling him close against his side, where the fifth-seat automatically curled towards him. “Why, thank you, Ayasegawa-san. You have such beautiful eyes. Like the sky during twilight.”

 

From where he stood, watching with horror, Jyuushiro felt pinned to the ground. It didn't seem possible… or plausible. There was no way Shunsui would ever choose Yumichika-san. But there they stood, cuddling in public and trading coos of romance.

 

Shaking his head with determination, Jyuushiro called out for his best friend, his brother in everything but blood. “Shunsui! Have you forgotten about our plans for today?” he asked as he strode up to the embracing pair, trying not to watch as Shunsui's hands slid down the younger man's backside.

 

Immediately, purple eyes flashed and fingers tightened possessively around the eighth division captain. “Come, my dearest Kyouraku-taichou. You must ignore him. I'm your boyfriend… your one true love. Not this waif.” Yumichika was practically hissing in Jyuushiro's direction, vaguely resembling a ruffled peacock.

 

Jyuushiro's mouth dropped.

 

Not only was Shunsui not arguing, but he was grinning. He cast Jyuushiro a look that might have been considered apologetic, if it wasn't laced with lecherous intention towards the leech on his arm, and promptly turned away. Yumichika pressed victoriously to his side.

 

“Sorry, Ukitake-taichou,” Shunsui chirped out airily, caressing his paramour. “I want to get laid tonight. And who wouldn't want this wondrous being?” he asked rhetorically, eyes gleaming like a man madly in love.

 

Jyuushiro felt the final nail hit home. Ukitake-taichou? What had happened to Jyuu-chan? Had he been remanded to just any Shinigami Shunsui might pass by in the street?

 

He could only watch as his best friend walked away, a sashaying Yumichika on his arm. Leaving him behind in the dust, alone and forgotten. A tumbleweed blew across the ground behind him, and the lone wind whistled a mournful tune. There was a terrible pain in his chest, like his heart had just shattered before being subsequently ripped out.

 

“No!” he cried to the heavens, sinking to his knees. “It can't be! Shunsui!”

 

…Ukitake Jyuushiro awoke with a start and promptly felt the clenching of his lungs, breaking into several coughs. Once the fit had passed a few minutes later, it brought with it the memory of his dream, or nightmare to be more precise. A sudden and irrational fear attacked him then as he recalled the image of his best friend leaving him for Ayasegawa Yumichika.

 

He had to be stopped.

 

Throwing back the covers, Jyuushiro rose from his futon, wincing at the coldness of the wood beneath this feet. However, he pushed all discomfort aside as he pulled on his robe and rushed out, heading two doors down to the guest room that Shunsui always claimed whenever he invited himself over. He didn't even bother to knock, just slid the door open with a loud bang.

 

Sprawled out over the covers like the lazy sod he was and claiming every inch of the bed, Shunsui continued to snore peacefully, completely oblivious to his best friend's distress. His jaw tightening with determination, Jyuushiro strode inside.

 

“Shunsui!” he barked or attempted to. It came out more of a rasp, and he cleared his throat before trying again. “Shunsui! Wake up!”

 

There was a snort and a snuffle. “Jyuu-chan, m'tired... *snore*.”

 

“Shunsui!”

 

The other captain jerked awake with a start, sitting straight up in the bed in a move that Jyuushiro hadn't even known was possible, blankets all falling askew. He blinked sleepily at the white-haired man hovering beside him.

 

“Jyuu-chan?”

 

“Please tell me you won't date Ayasegawa-san!” Jyuushiro blurted out suddenly, looking more than a bit crazed.

 

Shunsui blinked again. “What? That came out of nowhere.”

 

Frustrated and still shaken, Jyuushiro waved his hands dramatically. “Shunsui!”

 

“Jyuu-chan, I'm straight!” the eighth division captain said, holding up his hands as if afraid his best buddy would suddenly attack him. There was a wild and almost feral look in those dark eyes. “The only person I'd ever break that for is you.” He paused. “Or maybe Byakuya-bo.”

 

Jyuushiro studied him with disbelief. “But what about that one time with Sousuke-kun?”

 

Shunsui glared, left eye twitching as a very noticeable blush spread over his face. “I thought we agreed never to talk about that again,” he said through slightly clenched teeth, scrutinizing his Jyuu-chan. “And why the sudden interest in my love life?”

 

Jyuushiro immediately found great fascination with the floorboards, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot. “It was stupid, just a dream. Don't worry about it.”

 

Shunsui couldn't help but think that his buddy was being just a little bit cute right now. “A dream in which I date Ayasegawa?” he questioned with a bit of disbelief. At Ukitake's hesitant nod, Shunsui chuckled to himself. “Not going to happen. Not ever.”

 

The look of relief on the other man's face was priceless. “That's good to know.”

 

Shunsui chuckled again and flopped back down on the bed, the sleep's siren call getting louder and louder with every passing second. “Go back to sleep, Jyuu-chan,” he murmured, blindly groping for blankets. “You'll catch a cold like that.”

 

Smiling, Jyuushiro nodded. “You're right,” he agreed, turning back towards the door. “Good night, Shunsui.”

 

All he received was a snore in return. Typical.

 

* * *

 

Fate, it seemed, had a way of mocking Jyuushiro at random intervals. The next day seemed to be a prime candidate for his torture.

 

While heading to the weekly captain's meeting at the first division, exactly whom did he and Shunsui happen to come across? None other than Madarame Ikkaku and the infamous Ayasegawa Yumichika himself. The flash of distrust and dislike that swept through Jyuushiro was sudden and strong as he spotted them.

 

“Yo, Ukitake-taichou! Kyouraku-taichou!” Ikkaku greeted with a wave of his hand.

 

“Good morning, Kyouraku-taichou,” Yumichika added with one of his famous smiles, practically beaming at Shunsui.

 

Dark eyes narrowed as Jyuushiro practically sneered, a low growl echoing in his throat before he could stop it. His reiatsu flared, and a few nearby pedestrians froze at the pressure, suddenly finding it difficult to breathe. Several slowly sank to the ground, trying their best to stay conscious. And one poor woman actually fainted dead away, not that anyone noticed.

 

Yumichika flinched, chills shooting down his spine as he tried his best not to gasp for air. “Ukitake-taichou?”

 

The white-haired captain ignored him entirely, instead choosing to grab his friend by the arm. “Come, Shunsui, we've a meeting to attend,” he said stiffly, hurriedly pulling the other man with him.

 

“Goodbye, Ayasegawa-san,” Shunsui managed to get out, tipping his hat as he was yanked away and feeling his best buddy glaring daggers at him.

 

Left behind, Ikkaku blinked in surprise. He had been completely overlooked.

 

“What was that 'bout?” he questioned, feeling rather relieved when the two captains departed. For a moment there, it had been like being around Zaraki-taichou without the eyepatch, only not quite as bloody.

 

Yumichika slowly shook his head, recovering from the overwhelming reiatsu. “I honestly don't know,” he replied, watching with widened eyes as the two captains disappeared.

 

“You steal his boyfriend or somethin'?” Ikkaku continued, racking his brain for all of the possible reasons behind what had just happened.

 

“Not that I can recall.” Yumichika was just as stumped, having no idea what had just occurred.

 

“Weird.”

 

“Yes, I agree.”

 

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