A New Day
A New Day
A New Day
By: Vamprina
Disclaimer: I do not own
Bleach or any of its characters/merchandise. I am not gaining any
profit or reward for this fanfiction or its distribution. I am not in
any way connected to any of the owner(s), copyright(s) holder(s),
affiliate(s) of Bleach, Bleach's characters/merchandise or anyone
affiliated with them.
Warnings: Shounen ai, drama,
language, possible slight OOC
Sequel to: His Lies
Prompt set: Green
Prompt: 09, Don't Fail Me
Now
Date: 1/4/08
Word Count: 866
“What the hell do you
mean 'you were drunk'?! Is that supposed to be some kind of excuse
for what you did?!” Ichigo nearly screamed, he was so angry.
“Well, I don't really
remember a lot of what happened last night! I'm sorry it happened,
it's not like I ran off with someone with the intention to hurt you!”
Renji yelled back. Ichigo wasn't LISTENING to him!
“Well, what did you
think, Renji? That I'd be happy you found someone on the side, that
I'd welcome her into our bed for a threesome or something?!”
Ichigo yelled, unable to believe the gall Renji was displaying.
“No! I never...I
didn't even go seek her out! I didn't seek anybody out! I swear
Ichigo, I thought she was you!” Renji growled.
“Right, because I'm
so little and soft and only come up to under your chin when you sit
up straight and I'm in your lap, right? And because I giggle when you
lick my ear like that? And, oh, let's not forget I look like a
woman!” Ichigo growled with angry sarcasm dripping from each
syllable.
“No! I don't...I
don't know why I thought it was, but I did! I remember sayin your
name! A lot! What...what did she look like, then?” he asked,
looking down in shame. This couldn't be a bad dream, could it? Maybe
he'd wake up or maybe it was a joke and Ichigo would suddenly start
laughing and tell him that he fooled Renji real good.
“She was short, maybe
an inch taller than Rukia. And her hair, uh...I guess it was red.
Kinda long. I didn't see her face or anything.” Ichigo said,
looking away, tired of yelling and arguing. He was so hurt that Renji
would do this. Drunk or not.
“I was talking to a
girl like that...she was from the 12th Division. I think
she's unseated. Um...I dunno, Ichigo. It might've been her. Nao, I
think she said her name was.” Renji said, trying to get his
aching head to remember the events before he'd gotten drunk.
“And that makes it
better?” Ichigo growled.
“No! But, if she's
from the 12th, she could get to Mayuri-taichou's
experimental drugs. I've heard rumors that he doesn't keep the ones
he was unhappy with locked up.” Renji said.
“Fuck, Renji, you're
grasping at straws. What the hell would she want to drug you for? And
how did she do it, stick it in her mouth before you stuck your tongue
down her throat?” the carrot top folded his arms and glared at
Renji. Did he think Ichigo was stupid?!
“No! Ichigo, stop it,
just listen, please! She handed me my second drink. She ran into me
while I was holding the first one and I spilled it all over myself
and she paid for another one. She was really embarrassed and upset
that she ran into me, 'cause ya know...I'm a lieutenant. So, I let
her buy me another one 'cause I wanted her to stop apologizing.”
Renji explained.
Ichigo was listening now,
but he didn't seem believe him. Still, he was opening up his mind to
the possibility and Renji was relieved with that.
“Please, Ichigo...I
don't know what she wanted or why she'd do that. I mean, maybe she
just wanted to get with me or maybe she thought I'd put in a word for
her to Mayuri about a promotion or something, I don't know what she
thought. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry.” the redhead hoped that
his lover would forgive him.
Ichigo sighed, quiet for a
moment. “I'm not sure I believe you, Renji. If I take into
consideration that I was wondering before I saw you two together.
But, I love you. And...I'm going to give you one more chance.”
Renji's eyes lit up and he
grabbed onto Ichigo and hugged him tight.
The slighter Shinigami
blinked in wide-eyed surprise, but hugged the redhead back. “But,
I mean it, Renji. This is your SECOND chance. And you aren't gonna
get a third. I got pride, too. If I see any evidence at all that
you're playin around on me, I'm leaving. I ain't gonna wait around
for you to come back too messed up to talk and then make sure you
don't choke on your own vomit during the night. I ain't gonna do it
again.”
“I promise, Ichi, I
promise. I ain't gonna take no drinks from nobody no more. I ain't
gonna be doin anything with anybody but you. Well, THAT way, anyway.”
He grinned a bit, so happy that Ichigo had forgiven him.
“I mean it, Renji.
I'm giving you this one more chance. Don't fail me, now,
Renji...please...” Ichigo said, looking pleadingly at his
red-haired lover. He loved the man so damn much. He didn't want this
to fall apart, more than anything he wanted their relationship to
work. But, if Renji wasn't going to be serious about it, if he was
going to disrespect both Ichigo and their relationship by playing
around on the side, then Ichigo would break it off...despite how much
he didn't want to.
End
A/N: Okay, so it's not all
that great...but, I didn't want to make it too long and it's already
quit a bit longer than I wanted it to be. ;_; I was hoping to keep it
within the confines of a drabble, but yeah...*sigh* Well, anyway, I
hope it's...sufficient? o.O;;