Camping With Ichigo

Camping With Ichigo

By: Vamprina

Disclaimer: I don't own
Bleach or any of its characters/merchandise. I am not gaining any
profit or reward for this fanfiction or its distribution. I am in no
way affiliated with Bleach, its owner(s) or copyright(s) holder(s).

Warnings: Humor, language,
shounen ai (barely)

Date: 12/14/07

Word Count: 409

Prompt set: Green

Prompt: 03, Elements

Renji's eye was beginning
to twitch in irritation. He had just wanted to spend a little time
alone with a like-minded person. Sure, they got on each other's
nerves a lot, but he had never heard the young Shinigami
representative complain so damn much! It was fuckin ridiculous!

“Damn, Ichigo, shut
up!” the tall redhead shouted, leaning over toward the
Strawberry for his Glare of Doom to take better effect.

As usual, though, the glare
didn't have any effect whatsoever other than to piss off the teen in
front of him. “Yer the one that dragged me out here, teme!”

“Not to hear you
fuckin complain!” Renji yelled back.

“Ya did so! You
brought me all the way out here, in the middle of god damn NOWHERE,
just to piss me off and make things difficult so you could make
yourself look tough!” Ichigo growled, leaning forward as well
now.

“What?! Do you know
how damn neurotic that sounds?!” Renji asked with wide eyes.
Did the kid honestly think he had nothing better to do than show him
up?

“What the hell did
you just call me?! You bring me out here into the wilderness with
dirt and dust and nasty water and burn the fish, which might I add
you catch in a very questionable manner in the first place, and among
the fuckin bugs and who knows what the hell else...and you call ME
names?!” Ichigo shrieked, standing up abruptly and knocking
over his tiny stool that he was sitting on.

“Damn it, Ichigo!”
the tall Shinigami yelled, standing up as well. “It ain't my
fault that you can't take it out here!”

“What?! I can take
anything you can!” the orange-haired teenager cried in
acceptance of the challenge.

“Don't make me fuckin
laugh, Ichigo! Ya can't even take it out here in the elements, how
the hell would you have made it out in the Rukongai?!” Renji
yelled, nearly seeing red.

Sometimes Ichigo infuriated
Renji with the easiness he'd come by his power...so many shortcuts
and shit that let him surpass Renji on so many levels that counted in
Seireitei. But, the look on Ichigo's face just then made Renji
deflate. The kid knew he'd rubbed salt in an old wound.

“Sorry, Renji.”
Ichigo said, righting his stool and sitting down again. “I'll
take camping in the elements without shortcuts...like yer supposed
to.” he smiled a bit at his redheaded companion.

End