Valentine Surprise
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Adult +
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Valentine Surprise
'thoughts'
"talking"
Il Forte snorted as he held up a pair of shorts with little versions of las noches on it, who ever would have thought that Aizen-sama would wear these silly things. Ever since Ichimaru had brought his pair back from the living realm, odd things had been appearing in the normally dull white surroundings. Ichimaru had been going on and on about finding something for the orange haired shinigami, for something called valentines day.
' Surely Aizen-sama would prefer something more suiting, it appears I'll need Ichimaru's input after all'
After making this decision, he opened a gate to the living realm and tracked down Ichimaru, who was currently residing at Ichigo's house. When he appeared on the window sill of the Kurosaki residence he barely managed to maintain his composure. It appeared that Ichimaru had said something to upset the shinigami substitute.
Il Forte slid the window open and stepped inside, both stopped in their tracks, Ichigo with a catalog held in his hand raised to strike. Ichimaru barely two feet in front of him wearing nothing but a small scrap of crimson cloth and a mildly confused frown.
"I didn' think ya'd have company over Ichi," the fox's smile was back.
"I didn't think you'd have arrancar sneaking up on the house like this!" Ichigo ranted.
"Why woul' I schedule any arrancar invasion," the frown reappeared until Forte intervened.
"Ichimaru, I need your... opinion on something," Forte offered.
Ichigo decided this was going to be interesting and opted to settle on the bed for this particular confrontation. While Gin was focused on Forte, he took his chance to fling the rolled up catalog at the fox shinigami's head. It was caught disintrestedly and handed to Forte, who in turn looked at it amused.
"I suppose this is why you were being chased," Il Forte smirked at the catalog
"I was only tryin' ta convince him it wasn' so bad, it's comfor'ble really." Ichimaru shrugged.
"Perhaps you could help me then, I need a gift for someone..." Il Forte offered.
"If ya mean fer Aizen, then get him one o' these," Ichimaru snickered.
He'd deliberately pointed Il Forte to the casual section of the catalog he held, if there was anything Aizen deserved it was this. Satisfied with the answer given to him Forte took to the streets to find the gift he'd chosen. It seemed sensible, simple, plain colored with a few decorations on it.
' Aizen-sama would appreciate this much more than the other pair'
~ Las noches~
Aizen sighed tiredly, it had been another of those days in his domain. Gin had gone missing, Grimmjow had been causng trouble for Uliquorria and Tousen again. The normally easy to find Il Forte had also disappeared, no trace of him in Hueco Mundo. Which meant Aizen had no one to talk sensibly with, after a while Tousen's views on things got old.
Opening the door to his room, he noticed the blond arrancar curled in a chair at the edge of the space. On the large, comfortable bed sat three things, the first a note from Il Forte and the other two... Aizen wasn't sure he wanted to know. There beneath the note was a simple pair of black silk boxers, Aizen looked at the note briefly.
Aizen-sama,
Ichimaru has been babbling relentlessly about this human holiday they call valentine's day, I decided it was useful to learn their customs. As Ichimaru best said, there needs to be color in Las Noches, it's too white.
~ Il Forte
Holding the boxers up warily Aizen turned them around, there was gray lettering on the back stating: COLOR BLIND, in bold. On either side of the short legs there were gray roses with splashes of violet and blue. Aizen chuckled and lay the pair back on the bed, turning to the other gift, his eyes widening barely at the magazine.
There was another smaller note on top of the magazine:
Ichimaru also suggested this might make your time more interesting, while the arrancar are busy. I'm not sure what he thinks plastic toys will do to amuse you, but he seems wise enough about this.
Aizen shook his head and wisely tossed the magazine into the corner, where the pile of others from Gin's collection rested untouched. Why his former lieutenant thought he needed something for his love life was beyond him. Turning to the arrancar resting in the chair, he quickly moved Il Forte to the oversized bed. Slipping in beside him moments later, perhaps this valentine's day was something worth looking into.
~ Back at Ichigo's~
Gin was snuggled under a heavy down comforter with Ichigo sleeping comfortably beside him, if he ever wondered how he escaped Ichigo's wrath. Wearing the boy out was well worth the peace it provided afterwards. Besides a little more color in Hueco Mundo never hurt anyone the arrancar were colorful as it was. He snorted and rolled over, closer to Ichigo causing the younger to swat him irritatedly.
"Stop thinking and go to sleep already." Ichigo growled.
"O' course Ichi, ya must be tired," Gin smirked.
Valentine's day was officially his favorite holiday as of today and he had to ask Urahara where to find more of those spices for Ichigo. He snickered and went back to curling next to Ichigo, both content to keep warm as snow fell outside.
"talking"
Il Forte snorted as he held up a pair of shorts with little versions of las noches on it, who ever would have thought that Aizen-sama would wear these silly things. Ever since Ichimaru had brought his pair back from the living realm, odd things had been appearing in the normally dull white surroundings. Ichimaru had been going on and on about finding something for the orange haired shinigami, for something called valentines day.
' Surely Aizen-sama would prefer something more suiting, it appears I'll need Ichimaru's input after all'
After making this decision, he opened a gate to the living realm and tracked down Ichimaru, who was currently residing at Ichigo's house. When he appeared on the window sill of the Kurosaki residence he barely managed to maintain his composure. It appeared that Ichimaru had said something to upset the shinigami substitute.
Il Forte slid the window open and stepped inside, both stopped in their tracks, Ichigo with a catalog held in his hand raised to strike. Ichimaru barely two feet in front of him wearing nothing but a small scrap of crimson cloth and a mildly confused frown.
"I didn' think ya'd have company over Ichi," the fox's smile was back.
"I didn't think you'd have arrancar sneaking up on the house like this!" Ichigo ranted.
"Why woul' I schedule any arrancar invasion," the frown reappeared until Forte intervened.
"Ichimaru, I need your... opinion on something," Forte offered.
Ichigo decided this was going to be interesting and opted to settle on the bed for this particular confrontation. While Gin was focused on Forte, he took his chance to fling the rolled up catalog at the fox shinigami's head. It was caught disintrestedly and handed to Forte, who in turn looked at it amused.
"I suppose this is why you were being chased," Il Forte smirked at the catalog
"I was only tryin' ta convince him it wasn' so bad, it's comfor'ble really." Ichimaru shrugged.
"Perhaps you could help me then, I need a gift for someone..." Il Forte offered.
"If ya mean fer Aizen, then get him one o' these," Ichimaru snickered.
He'd deliberately pointed Il Forte to the casual section of the catalog he held, if there was anything Aizen deserved it was this. Satisfied with the answer given to him Forte took to the streets to find the gift he'd chosen. It seemed sensible, simple, plain colored with a few decorations on it.
' Aizen-sama would appreciate this much more than the other pair'
~ Las noches~
Aizen sighed tiredly, it had been another of those days in his domain. Gin had gone missing, Grimmjow had been causng trouble for Uliquorria and Tousen again. The normally easy to find Il Forte had also disappeared, no trace of him in Hueco Mundo. Which meant Aizen had no one to talk sensibly with, after a while Tousen's views on things got old.
Opening the door to his room, he noticed the blond arrancar curled in a chair at the edge of the space. On the large, comfortable bed sat three things, the first a note from Il Forte and the other two... Aizen wasn't sure he wanted to know. There beneath the note was a simple pair of black silk boxers, Aizen looked at the note briefly.
Aizen-sama,
Ichimaru has been babbling relentlessly about this human holiday they call valentine's day, I decided it was useful to learn their customs. As Ichimaru best said, there needs to be color in Las Noches, it's too white.
~ Il Forte
Holding the boxers up warily Aizen turned them around, there was gray lettering on the back stating: COLOR BLIND, in bold. On either side of the short legs there were gray roses with splashes of violet and blue. Aizen chuckled and lay the pair back on the bed, turning to the other gift, his eyes widening barely at the magazine.
There was another smaller note on top of the magazine:
Ichimaru also suggested this might make your time more interesting, while the arrancar are busy. I'm not sure what he thinks plastic toys will do to amuse you, but he seems wise enough about this.
Aizen shook his head and wisely tossed the magazine into the corner, where the pile of others from Gin's collection rested untouched. Why his former lieutenant thought he needed something for his love life was beyond him. Turning to the arrancar resting in the chair, he quickly moved Il Forte to the oversized bed. Slipping in beside him moments later, perhaps this valentine's day was something worth looking into.
~ Back at Ichigo's~
Gin was snuggled under a heavy down comforter with Ichigo sleeping comfortably beside him, if he ever wondered how he escaped Ichigo's wrath. Wearing the boy out was well worth the peace it provided afterwards. Besides a little more color in Hueco Mundo never hurt anyone the arrancar were colorful as it was. He snorted and rolled over, closer to Ichigo causing the younger to swat him irritatedly.
"Stop thinking and go to sleep already." Ichigo growled.
"O' course Ichi, ya must be tired," Gin smirked.
Valentine's day was officially his favorite holiday as of today and he had to ask Urahara where to find more of those spices for Ichigo. He snickered and went back to curling next to Ichigo, both content to keep warm as snow fell outside.