A Bleach Melody
Drabble a Day 109, July 12, 2012, Yumichika/Hanatoru
Title: He’s an Idiot
Fandom: Bleach Pairing/Characters: Yumichika/Hanatoru Prompt: uniform Drabble #: 109 Date: July 12, 2012 Word count: 362 Next pairing: Lee, Naruto AN: Please note that I usually don’t post so much every week. Once the Drabble a Day is done, it shall go back to a chapter or two every week.*~*~*~*
“It’s surprising that you look so good in the uniform,” Yumichika drawled, eyes running over Hanatorus body. The uniform pants fell off of the lean hips, hinting rather nicely at the hips, ass and legs hidden by them. The white shirt was almost demure, buttoned to a long neck while the tie sat over the shirt nicely.
“Oh? Do you think so?” Hanatoru asked, looking at the mirror, smoothing his down over his shirt. Yumichika nodded.
“Yes, I do think so,” he said, smiling slightly. “Why are you here anyways, Hanatoru-san?” Yumichika asked, crossing his arms as he leant against the doorway sill. Hanatoru frowned and tugged the tie lose, slipping it over his head.
“I…need some time to heal, away from seeing my ex,” Hanatoru finally admitted as he worked the knot out of the tie and laid it down on the dresser.
“You were dating someone?” Yumichika asked, surprised but quick to close the door behind for more privacy.
“Yeah. Not very surprising, but I dated Ganju. But…it just wasn’t working,’ Hanatoru said, stepping behind his changing screen. Yumichika watched as his shadow stripped out of his school uniform. “He joined the 11th and suddenly, I’m in the way of his life.”
“The idiot,” Yumichika snorted. Hanatoru peeked around the edge of the screen with a curious look on his face. “Hanatoru-kun, you are an amazing healer,” he continued as the smaller male pulled back with a blush, “and you helped the ryouka before Aizens plans came to light. That showed you are amazing brace and can see how things really are.”
“At least you see that. I think that Ganju can’t stand not being around someone who is seen as weak just because I heal,” Hanatoru stated, coming around in an overly large t-shirt. “I’m not weak, I’m just not a fighter. I have to have amazing skill at controlling my power otherwise I could hurt my patient.”
“He’s not only an idiot, he’s a fool for letting you go,” Yumichika purred, stalking closer to the small healer, pressing him against one wall.
“Yumichika-sam,” Hanatoru stuttered before moaning into a devouring kiss as Yumichikas hand slid up his thigh.