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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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173
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64,056
Reviews:
898
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For Solace
a/n: Yay! Another chapter! Enjoy!
Thanks to my reviewers! I'm terribly happy to have you all and glad that you're still enjoying this endless series. Thanks to Ibelen, jadu (To be honest, I never liked the pairing for all the reasons you just described. But I was hit with a bunny while watching an episode of Bleach and from then on, it started to grow on me. Though I can't seem to like anyone else's. I'm all for Seme!Ichigo since it is so rare, so I'm with you on that. I'm hoping to put a new spin on the pairing that no one else has really managed yet. Thanks for giving it a try! And trust me, I understand your pain about their guys not being versatile. I lament the same issue myself), Ranna, satterb (I have a fetish for Ichigo wearing glasses, too sexy!), uchiha mikomi (hmm, that holds promise!), Kuromei, MasterAkira, and Yakumo!
Title: For Solace
Pairings: Chad/Ichigo, based on picture you can see on my homesite here (http : // crya2evans . tripod . com / id690 . html)
Rating: K+
Warnings: boyembraces, fluffy-fluff fluff
Words: 816
Description: For Ichigo, who has all his own strength, it is all that Chad can do for him.
Inspired by an absolutely gorgeous ChadIchi fanart; the title is borrowed from the lyrics to a song by Killswitch Engaged, “The End of Heartache”
Chad found him standing at the riverbank, watching the sun setting with a beautiful array of oranges and reds on the horizon. Relatively still and silent itself, the river sluggishly rolled between its banks. Barely a splash echoed from the not-quite-pristine water. The slick grass didn't hamper him as he silently approached Ichigo, who didn't seem to realize that it was raining.
It was only a soft fall, more like a drizzle, and dampened his orange hair, flattening it against his head. But it wasn't enough to soak, just enough to add to the air of misery that surrounded Ichigo. His hands were in his pockets, but even Chad could see that they were clenched into fists.
Ichigo's back was the only thing visible to him, drawn tight and strong, defending from an invisible enemy. Trying to weather the storm – both inside and out – entirely on his own. He had always been like that, taking the weight onto his own shoulders even if it was too large a burden to bear on his own. He never asked for help.
Sometimes, Chad wished he would.
He didn't understand the significance of this day or this place. Chad hadn't asked, and Ichigo hadn't explained. He suspected that Arisawa knew, but Chad wasn't the sort to go digging around for answers. Ichigo would tell him when he was ready and not a moment before then.
Ichigo must have heard him coming. Chad was, by no means, a man who walked silently. His height and weight made that nearly impossible. As did the gravel on the roadway and the vegetation crunching beneath his shoes. Ichigo said nothing, however, and Chad took that as tacit permission for his presence. Perhaps even a silent request to remain.
The rain didn't bother him really. It was almost warm as it trickled onto his head and on his shoulders. It was such a solemn moment, a solemn place, and something about that strong and unbreakable back made Chad's heart ache. He really wished that Ichigo would learn to ask for help because sometimes sharing the pain made it easier to carry. If only for a little while.
He thought of his own strength and how he had vowed he would be the one at Ichigo's back with it. He thought of how much it was lacking compared to so many of the others and how he was always running to catch up. Ichigo would always be stronger than him in so many ways, and Chad wished often that he had the means to walk at his side a bit more. There was so much he was unable to do, he wondered if he were capable of anything at all anymore. If Ichigo even needed him.
Before his eyes, the sun dipped a bit lower, and with it, Ichigo's head. He drooped, gaze falling down at the river and the grass, shadows cast over it with oncoming night. His shoulders lost some of their rigidity, slumping visibly, shaking. Though Chad wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't been looking.
He didn't know what caused such unbearable sadness in Ichigo's heart. And Chad doubted that he had the capabilities to heal it or soothe such a pain either. But perhaps... perhaps he could be a temporary salve. Perhaps his arms were useful for something other than defending and fighting and struggling to catch up.
Chad didn't say anything when he moved behind Ichigo and pulled the other teenager into his arms. Ichigo kept his own quiet as he allowed the motion, letting his sorrow be enveloped in a warm embrace. Chad's arms encompassed the shorter male, sheltering him from the light rain and from whatever else it was that hurt him inside rather than out.
He pretended not to notice when Ichigo's eyes shuttered closed and blamed the trickles down his friend’s cheeks on the rain. He didn't say anything when the body in his arms shook.
There was so very little that Chad could do for Ichigo anymore, so this silent comfort was the best he had to offer. And he would keep the secret; he would never speak of Ichigo's moment of weakness to anyone. He would share this burden without an ulterior motive, hoping to ease the weight on Ichigo's shoulders.
And if it made him feel needed in the end… well, that was Chad's secret to hold. One entirely of his own.
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AN: Written for myself because this pairing makes me squee and act like a girl in so many ways that I don't usually at all. Chad is such an awesome character, and I need to write him more because he just doesn't get enough credit. Not at all.
I hope you enjoyed it, too!
Thanks to my reviewers! I'm terribly happy to have you all and glad that you're still enjoying this endless series. Thanks to Ibelen, jadu (To be honest, I never liked the pairing for all the reasons you just described. But I was hit with a bunny while watching an episode of Bleach and from then on, it started to grow on me. Though I can't seem to like anyone else's. I'm all for Seme!Ichigo since it is so rare, so I'm with you on that. I'm hoping to put a new spin on the pairing that no one else has really managed yet. Thanks for giving it a try! And trust me, I understand your pain about their guys not being versatile. I lament the same issue myself), Ranna, satterb (I have a fetish for Ichigo wearing glasses, too sexy!), uchiha mikomi (hmm, that holds promise!), Kuromei, MasterAkira, and Yakumo!
Title: For Solace
Pairings: Chad/Ichigo, based on picture you can see on my homesite here (http : // crya2evans . tripod . com / id690 . html)
Rating: K+
Warnings: boyembraces, fluffy-fluff fluff
Words: 816
Description: For Ichigo, who has all his own strength, it is all that Chad can do for him.
Inspired by an absolutely gorgeous ChadIchi fanart; the title is borrowed from the lyrics to a song by Killswitch Engaged, “The End of Heartache”
Chad found him standing at the riverbank, watching the sun setting with a beautiful array of oranges and reds on the horizon. Relatively still and silent itself, the river sluggishly rolled between its banks. Barely a splash echoed from the not-quite-pristine water. The slick grass didn't hamper him as he silently approached Ichigo, who didn't seem to realize that it was raining.
It was only a soft fall, more like a drizzle, and dampened his orange hair, flattening it against his head. But it wasn't enough to soak, just enough to add to the air of misery that surrounded Ichigo. His hands were in his pockets, but even Chad could see that they were clenched into fists.
Ichigo's back was the only thing visible to him, drawn tight and strong, defending from an invisible enemy. Trying to weather the storm – both inside and out – entirely on his own. He had always been like that, taking the weight onto his own shoulders even if it was too large a burden to bear on his own. He never asked for help.
Sometimes, Chad wished he would.
He didn't understand the significance of this day or this place. Chad hadn't asked, and Ichigo hadn't explained. He suspected that Arisawa knew, but Chad wasn't the sort to go digging around for answers. Ichigo would tell him when he was ready and not a moment before then.
Ichigo must have heard him coming. Chad was, by no means, a man who walked silently. His height and weight made that nearly impossible. As did the gravel on the roadway and the vegetation crunching beneath his shoes. Ichigo said nothing, however, and Chad took that as tacit permission for his presence. Perhaps even a silent request to remain.
The rain didn't bother him really. It was almost warm as it trickled onto his head and on his shoulders. It was such a solemn moment, a solemn place, and something about that strong and unbreakable back made Chad's heart ache. He really wished that Ichigo would learn to ask for help because sometimes sharing the pain made it easier to carry. If only for a little while.
He thought of his own strength and how he had vowed he would be the one at Ichigo's back with it. He thought of how much it was lacking compared to so many of the others and how he was always running to catch up. Ichigo would always be stronger than him in so many ways, and Chad wished often that he had the means to walk at his side a bit more. There was so much he was unable to do, he wondered if he were capable of anything at all anymore. If Ichigo even needed him.
Before his eyes, the sun dipped a bit lower, and with it, Ichigo's head. He drooped, gaze falling down at the river and the grass, shadows cast over it with oncoming night. His shoulders lost some of their rigidity, slumping visibly, shaking. Though Chad wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't been looking.
He didn't know what caused such unbearable sadness in Ichigo's heart. And Chad doubted that he had the capabilities to heal it or soothe such a pain either. But perhaps... perhaps he could be a temporary salve. Perhaps his arms were useful for something other than defending and fighting and struggling to catch up.
Chad didn't say anything when he moved behind Ichigo and pulled the other teenager into his arms. Ichigo kept his own quiet as he allowed the motion, letting his sorrow be enveloped in a warm embrace. Chad's arms encompassed the shorter male, sheltering him from the light rain and from whatever else it was that hurt him inside rather than out.
He pretended not to notice when Ichigo's eyes shuttered closed and blamed the trickles down his friend’s cheeks on the rain. He didn't say anything when the body in his arms shook.
There was so very little that Chad could do for Ichigo anymore, so this silent comfort was the best he had to offer. And he would keep the secret; he would never speak of Ichigo's moment of weakness to anyone. He would share this burden without an ulterior motive, hoping to ease the weight on Ichigo's shoulders.
And if it made him feel needed in the end… well, that was Chad's secret to hold. One entirely of his own.
AN: Written for myself because this pairing makes me squee and act like a girl in so many ways that I don't usually at all. Chad is such an awesome character, and I need to write him more because he just doesn't get enough credit. Not at all.
I hope you enjoyed it, too!