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Minato Namikaze - Short Story AU: Chapter 12 - Final

Weekends are nice. 

You get a chance to decompress and see Minato in that cute pink apron. You giggle to yourself as you run a few errands. You were just going to stop by a tea shop to try a new flavor, and then you’ll be rushing home.

When you step inside, the sight of those long red locks catches your attention.

“Ah! Kushina-san!”

You smile, and she turns at the call.

“(Y/N)-san!!”

She’s smiling as she walks over.

“Are you here to try the new tea they’ve started to sell?”

You nod eagerly.

“Hai!”

You’re a sucker for tea, especially when they have a new release.

“We should have a cup together.”

You agree happily as you both find a seat and order your tea. Once you’re comfortable, you exchange funny stories and moments. There seems to be a lot of similarities between the brothers.

“I still can’t believe they kept the same name, that’s so ridiculous.”

Kushina laughs in agreement.

“My husband has always been very easy going, so it’s no wonder. I was excited when Mina-kun told us about you.”

You tilt your head.

“Mina-kun?”

She seems to catch the slip.

“Ah, gomen, it’s just a bit confusing referring to them the same way. I had to find ways to differentiate.”

That’s understandable.

Although now you’re curious about her previous statement. Your eyes move to the cup of tea in front of you.

“If I’m being honest, at the beginning I thought he pitied me. Given my background and my family name, love has always been a bit hard for me. I’m impatient and headstrong, and sometimes I say the wrong thing. Minato is the complete opposite. He’s always been laid back and kind, so I assumed he was just trying to ensure that I wasn’t lonely.”

Kushina smiles.

“It seems the both of us have a lot in common.”

You look up.

“A few years ago I joined Konoha University as a faculty member. I was relatively new and basically an outsider. You can imagine that my hair drew a lot of attention.”

Her hands move to her hair, and she strokes it with a warm smile.

“I’ve always been headstrong, willing to weather the problem no matter what. My first few months I was praised for my teaching ethic, as well as my knowledge in multiple fields. My background allowed me to travel to speak for conferences and other important meetings. My ambition made a lot of people envious. I was ostracized by the women in my department, and the men thought I should have just fallen at their feet if they merely spouted a few pretty words.”

You can’t imagine how tough that must have been coming into a new environment.

“Regardless of what was said, I always stood up for myself. I combated every harsh word, every foolish comment with a professional and thoughtful answer. I supposed that just pissed them off more. Especially the men that kept throwing themselves at me.”

She was laughing, and you can’t help but smile.

“There were times that some words were harsher than others, yet I’d just plant a smile. I thought they were being childish. But still I’d even started to resent certain things about myself. My features, my fibrant hair that always brought so much attention. It was the reason I always had to fight.”

Struggles you suppose you could relate to.

“Yet, the more I fought back, the lonelier I got. The entire time I thought no one noticed or cared. On a few occasions, I’d seen Minato. He was well liked and also very skilled, but he’d never acknowledged me or taunted me the way the others did. There were times it looked like he would step in, but he didn’t. I suppose at the time I just thought he didn’t think I was worth the effort.”

Despite what she’s saying, she still wears a warm expression.

“One night we were all invited to a group dinner. The President spent a significant amount of time praising a few of us that had made names for ourselves. I was among those few, so of course it was just another show for the other members. I hadn’t thought much off their looks, at least not at the time. Yet, I supposed I should have been more on guard. One of the men had slipped something into my drink.”

Your eyes widen and you frown.

“THOSE BASTARDS!!”

Your yell draws attention and Kushina laughs when you shrink back into your seat after the commotion.

“That was my exact reaction. I suppose they thought it would make me an easy target. I actually knocked out the two of them when they tried to drag me back to their hotel.”

You sweat drop.

“Even though I’d managed to stop them, there were actually three, and he’d tried to get even. At that moment I was terrified, because I thought that I was truly alone. But I wasn’t.”

The fondness she displays makes your eyes light up.

“Minato stepped in and he helped me. He knocked the guy out with one punch, ya know!”

She lifts her hand boastfully and you laugh.

“After that he helped me get back to my room. He made sure that I was okay, that I was safe, then he called the police and told them everything. Through the entire ordeal I couldn’t understand why he’d helped me. In the past he’d always ignored me. I thought he felt the same as everyone else, but he told me the reason he never intervened is because he knew how strong I was. He respected me, and my skills. My confidence, ambition. The things that I used to feel a bit insecure about, he’d reminded me just how important it was.”

You can’t help but pick out some of the similarities between her husband and your lover.

“At that moment, he was the man of my dreams. After that, I supposed I learned to live those little things. My resilience, my strength, my hair. It was then that I..I fell in love with Minato.”

Your eyes water at the heartfelt story and Kushina giggles.

“So you see, you and I are very similar. Mina-kun has always been very popular wherever he went, I have no doubt that Minato was the same. When Minato and I found each other, he wanted his brother to find the same. He’d always been picky when it came to love. It drove me crazy. At one point I asked him if he was fine just marrying a buffalo given the fact that he’d gone so long without anyone and he said..”

“If it has a strong sense of moral character, I’d be happy to.”

A bead of sweat runs down the side of your head.

“That definitely sounds like something he would say.”

That idiot.

You can’t fight the smile.

“He didn’t just want a relationship for the sake of it. He explained that he wanted a love like we had. Not someone who was just fawning over his looks or what he could do for them, he wanted someone who would see him, who he could see himself with. That’s why the day he came and told us about you, we knew exactly what it was. I was actually quite impressed, he told us you challenged him the second you met him.”

You blush. Suddenly you feel a bit embarrassed.

You remember exactly what you said.

“Listen here, just because you’re some kind of genius it doesn’t mean you’re the best!! I love teaching and I’m going to be the best teacher this school has ever seen, just watch Minato Namikaze!! From here on out we’re rivals!!”

At the time he’d clearly been taken by surprise, but he’d just given you a smile.

“I look forward to being your rival, Senju-san.”

Back then you really thought he was just messing with you, trying to throw you off.

“Love like we have, not many people have it. That’s why I’m always grateful.”

You can’t help but agree.

Your trip with Kushina ended on a good note. By the time you make it back home, you feel all warm and fuzzy. Minato lifts his head when he hears the door close.

“Senju-san, how was the tea?”

He’s wearing that smile, as well as the adorable pink apron and your heart leaps.

“Senju-sa-”

“I love you Minato!”

It’s a bit of a yell. Your heart is racing and your face is certainly red. You look away.

“I-I just thought you should know..”

You mumble.

Minato smirks, walking over to you.

“Ne, I didn’t hear you Senju-san, can you say it again?”

You puff your cheeks.

“I-I said that I-”

He kisses you before you can finish the statement, and you realize that once again he’s bested you. He pulls away with a grin.

“I love you too, Senju-san.”

This man is going to be the death of you. 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 12

“Kuchiki-taicho, here is the report.”

Renji handed over the document and Byakuya took it.

His attention moved back to the stack on his desk as he continued running through the other reports. Renji returned to his own desk. Byakuya moved page after page as he continued to fill out the forms. One particular file made him pause. He recognized the handwriting.

It was yours.

He lifted the paper, and sure enough the one below seemed to be filled by you as well. It wasn’t uncommon. Whenever Renji was away, you shared the load. You were good at keeping his items organized. A quirk he appreciated. He was thankful he didn’t have a subordinate like Matsumoto. He’d lost count of the complaints he’d heard from Hitsugaya about his lazy Lieutenant.

Your little scribbles had distracted him. When his mind trailed off, he felt himself reminiscing over a memory. One that he’d cherished.

“I apologize. I’m aware that I should have gotten permission from Taicho. I asked Rukia-san if it would be alright, and she seemed touched. It feels a bit forward to ask such a thing of Taicho. I merely wanted to pay my respects to you, Hisana-sama.”

You placed the bouquet of roses down. It was honestly a surprise seeing you there. He’d been distant that entire month for obvious reasons. He wasn’t sure anyone would truly notice. After all, he wasn’t exactly an open book. He preferred his privacy. Especially with such situations. That’s why your presence at his late wife’s grave was unexpected.

“I just wanted to offer my gratitude. You cared for Taicho. You were able to see how special he is. Regardless of what a lot of people think, Taicho was…he was the first person who really believed in me. He gave me the strength to become a better reaper.”

Your eyes dropped low, and he was curious.

“I know this may be a lot to ask, but I would like to ask for your blessing because I..I really do love Taicho..”

The words at the time were a shocking realization. He’d been somewhat aware of his own growing feelings, but hearing you voice those words were humbling.

“I-I promise I will take care of him!! I’ll stay by his side and protect him with my life!”

It was a bold declaration indeed, one that had brought on a small smile on his lips as he walked away.

He still remembers how flustered you’d been when you came in the following day.

There’s no doubt that you’d been thinking about it.

Maybe that’s when he’s become truly attached, drawn to you. There hadn’t been anyone he cared for aside from Rukia for what must have been centuries. After Hisana he saw no reason to pursue love.

That’s why he’d gone back to her grave when you’d left that day. He’d hoped it would give some kind of insight, or discourage his change in feelings, but all he felt was a warmth, almost like she’d been standing right there with a hand on his shoulder.

It was hard, battling with his heart and his mind.

Yet, the decision seemed obvious.

He wanted, no he needed to protect you. The same way he tried to do for Hisana, achieved for Rukia. You were important to him.

He was certain of it.

It was the only explanation that made sense of the warmth he felt when he saw your face. Watched you smile, heard you laugh, cheer, yell and converse with colleagues and friends alike.

He wanted to be able to always see it, that gleam in your eyes as you looked at him, called to him.

He never knew such a formal word could mean so much.

“Taicho.”

The image of you waving at him happily ran through his mind and he chuckled under his breath. Renji lifted his head at the sound.

“He’s smiling…something’s wrong!!”

That was the only rational conclusion.

Renji jumped out of his seat abruptly.

“I-I’ll make sure all the squad chores have been handled Kuchiki-taicho!!!”

Just like that Renji was out the door.

Some things would never change. 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 11

The whole situation was exhausting.

Yamamoto had thankfully caught wind of the chaos before too much damage was done and both captains were forced to stand down. 

Kenpachi wasn’t too happy, and you could tell Byakuya wanted to keep going.

You’d somehow managed to come out unscathed, but because of the incident, you were tasked with cleaning up the buildings they did wreck.

“They are the ones who made the mess, why do I have to clean up? That bastard.”

You were grumbling for the rest of the day. By the time the sun had gone down, you were spent and you hadn’t even done a quarter of the work.

Dropping onto your futon that night, you were certain you might actually get a full night of sleep. Between running for your life and cleaning the mess from the divisions, you were ready for sleep.

Looking up at your ceiling, you can’t help but play back your time in the academy. Kenpachi’s obsession with trying to fight you had stemmed from the rumors of your recruitment into the squad guards. Everything was so different then.

Even at that time, Byakuya was there.

He was the one who noticed, who spotted your potential, even when you were still learning your own strength.

~250 Years Ago~

“Did you hear, apparently some of the captains are actually coming to watch!”

“Are you kidding me, now I have to do well.”

The whispers among your peers were hard to miss. Pulling at your white robes, you lower your head. It took all of fifty years to get to this position and now it looks like you were barely going to scrape by, if even. While your flash step and kido’s were reasonable, the one thing you couldn’t fully grasp was-

“Next up!”

The yell made you jolt as the two trainees stepped forward, facing off each other. With their wooden swords lifted, he clapped and they started.

The sounds of their grunts and the weapons clashing was hard to miss, and you found yourself once again shifting in place.

The battle between both guys lasted maybe a few minutes before one was declared a winner. You watched anxiously as you were called to the front.

The moment you were faced against your opponent, you could see his grin. You reached for the wooden sword that was offered and just like that you could hear it.

The murmurs.

“I feel so bad for her. I heard she can’t even use a blade.”

“Are you serious? How does she intend to become a reaper?”

“She’ll be lucky if she even makes it past this round.”

It was crippling, those words, but they were true. Every training session you’d end up at the bottom. Despite the many hours of painful training that you’d put in, the very foundation of this institution was the one skill you couldn’t grasp.

The arrival of a few more guests broke your focus and the moment you saw the captain’s cloak, you could practically feel the anticipation in the room. Your grip on your sword was shaky, and your opponent looked more driven than before.

“Begin.”

He charged at you and you lifted the sword to defend, but the moment he struck, you were down. Not that you expected any different. You grunted when your back hit the floor, and he came at you again, but you flash stepped, moving behind him to strike, but your uncalculated swing had made you drop the sword and he laughed, countering with an attack of his own.

This time it connected with your stomach and you rolled to the floor. You meant to get back up, but he pointed it at your throat and you froze.

“Stay down.”

He was glaring, and you swallowed. Looking on, all you could see was looks of pity. None of them believed that you would even win.

“I’m doing you a favor. You don’t belong here, you’re weak.”

Your gaze wavered, and instead of retaliating, you just lowered your hand in defeat.

The instructor called the match, and your opponent walked away triumphantly, gaining praises from some of the others.

When you finally picked yourself off the ground, you just moved over to the other side of trainees who’d lost their matches as well.

As the minutes carried on, the matches continued. You faced and lost to six more opponents before the session was coming to an end. You hated it, the fact that you’d worked so hard only to fail right at the finish line.

It wasn’t completely hopeless, you could always apply again. But the thought of losing when you were so close, it was disheartening.

“Next up!”

The call made you flinch, and when you saw the many eyes on you, you slowly moved to the center. The guy before you was smirking.

“This will be a piece of cake.”

His words were expected. He’s already written you off. You couldn’t truly blame him. Lifting your training sword, you squared your feet, ready for instruction. Your instructor stepped forward, but before he could get a word in, he was interrupted.

“Stop.”

The calm and authoritative tone caught everyone’s attention. Even the instructor seemed surprised.

It was him.

Byakuya Kuchiki.

Captain of the Sixth Division.

“K-Kuchiki-sama.”

He bowed and when the noble made his way across the floor, you felt a bit frozen. You’d only ever seen him once before and even then you thought it was somewhat of a dream.

If you were nervous before, you’re almost petrified now. He stopped right before you and your opponent moved away.

The other two captains seemed curious.

“Your swordsmanship is terrible.”

The blunt statement caused your eyes to waver, and you could almost feel the pity from the onlookers. Maybe if you’d stood up for yourself, stood your ground, at least then he would have respected you.

All you could do was lower your head.

“Yes, I-I apologize.”

It’s all you could say.

“Put down your weapon.”

His tone was definite and without another word, you dropped it. The wood clattered to the ground. Somehow it felt like a reflection of your dreams.

“Good. Now strike that dummy with your hands.”

His eyes directed to the training dummy tucked to the side of the room.

Your head lifted in surprise, and confusion seemed to run across the room.

“K-Kuchiki-sama we really shouldn’t-” Byakuya’s eyes moved in your instructor’s direction.

“Are you questioning me?”

He shook his head vigorously.

“O-Of course not! Please continue.”

He moved back hurriedly, and Byakuya turned back to you expectantly. All you could do was obey.

“H-Hai!”

You rushed over to the dummy and anyone in the general area moved to the back of you. Clenching your fist, you couldn’t help but wonder why he made such a strange request.

You’d never really been able to land a punch on anything that was significant. There was that one face off with the hollow, but despite your intense training regiment, you’ve never really been able to repeat it. You’d coughed it up to adrenaline.

Given the fact that you were currently at the bottom of the barrel, you didn’t really see any harm in trying.

“Here goes nothing.”

You pulled your right leg back, planting your feet. When you retracted your fist and clenched it, firing at the dummy, you tried to put everything into the punch. With a yell you fired a punch, and to your surprise, the wooden dummy had shattered on impact.

The pieces of wood looked as though they had almost combusted, and gasps were released around the room when the air shifted and the force of your delivery had actually shattered the concrete foundation behind.

You gaped at the rush of air that hit your face as the rubble crumbled and a hole the size of a whale was now present. Your hair settled and the room fell silent.

The other two captains looked startled and everyone else in the room seemed almost afraid now.

“Impossible..”

You were trying to process what had just happened. Surely you hadn’t created that hole with nothing but the residual effects from a punch.

Byakuya looked back at your instructor, unimpressed.

“You are inadequate as a teacher. Her swordsmanship is lacking because her learning style is different. You should have known.”

The instructor looked frantic.

“I-I deeply apologize! It was my mistake. I-I will ensure that I fully evaluate the strengths of all my trainees from here on out!!”

“Ensure that you do.”

Byakuya’s chilling gaze drifted back to the other captains.

“There’s nothing else for us to see here, we can leave.”

The one with the pink floral robes just laughed and his partner was rubbing his neck awkwardly.

They didn’t put up much of a fight.

“Good luck kid!”

The pink cloaked captain spoke. Just like that they were walking through the gigantic hole that you’d made. Byakuya was the last to leave and you took a step forward.

“W-When I become a reaper, I-I would like to work under you Kuckiki-taicho!!”

He paused, glancing at you from the side.

All your worries, all those doubts, they felt like they had just vanished. He’d given you insight on what you needed to do. This whole time you thought all those years of training had been useless, but you’d merely been working the wrong angle.

“Do as you wish.”

That was all he said, leaving without another word. All you could do was grin. When you turned around, you pumped your fists.

“Who’s next!”

You could see the pale expressions in the room.

“NO WAY AM I FIGHTING THAT MONSTER!!”

Someone called.

All you could do was laugh.

You chuckle at the memory.

“I guess I’ve been chasing him for some time now.”

It’s a funny thought. 

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Minato Namikaze - Short Story AU: Chapter 11

Sports day is one of the most anticipated events throughout the year. 

While the students had opportunities to show off their talents, the teachers were given the same opportunity and of course the students came to cheer for their favorite teachers.

Since the games were an invite to all the schools in the district, you have the chance to meet some other teachers from different schools.

This year it was scheduled at a training grounds, and of course, you were competing.

“LET’S GO!! WHAT ARE YOU SUCKERS WAITING FOR!!” Your yell echoed.

Asuma, Minato, Kakashi and Gai watched from the side. Kurenai, Shizune and some other faculty just laughed softly.

“She’s as fired up as ever.” Kakashi spoke.

When the gun went off and you bolted at lightning speed, they’d already predicted the winner. The other women in the race were coughing at the dust you’d raised and by the time they lifted their heads, you were already at the finish line, waving at your friends.

“Did you see that Namikaze-san!!”

You ran over to his side, looking proud.

He wore the brightest smile. When he reached out and placed a hand on the top of your head, you looked up.

“You’re amazing, Senju-san.”

Your face heated up, and you lowered your head, shifting closer as he continued to ruffle your hair.

“A-Arigatou..”

“The two of you are sickeningly sweet.” Asuma commented. You just glared.

“B-Be quiet!!”

The events carried on.

So far you’d won just about every event you’d been in. Kakashi had also been doing pretty well in the events he participated in, Gai right behind him. When they entered the two legged race, you realized that they’d already won. Gai had practically carried Kakashi’s entire body with the speed he was going at.

Asuma had dominated the pole vault. Kurenai and Shizune were currently running the lap. So far your school was in the lead to win.

“Hiya!! Our team is awesome!!”

You cheer.

“Tch, give me a break. You guys are clearly cheating.”

Those words made you turn, and you glared.

Of course it was him.

“Hidan.”

Kakashi and Asuma move to your side.

“Now, now, it’s just friendly competition, let’s not get riled up.” Kakashi offers. You’re still a bit pissed. This idiot was always crude with his words. His students were also the ones that had grabbed you that day.

“Nobody is cheating, you can’t even accept a loss. “ Hidan grinned, and you huff.

“Your dumb boyfriend is in the next race with us, let’s see who’ll win.”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY!!!”

Kakashi and Asuma grabbed either sides of your arms holding you back as Hidan laughed walking away to the start line. Minato was already there with some of the other teachers. You were still fuming, but you calmed down for Minato’s sake.

“Just let him talk, we’re winning. Let’s just cheer for Minato.” Kurenai advises with a smile. You nod, moving over to the sidelines to watch the race. It was only one lap around the marked track. By the time you all got there, you could see the starter getting ready to send the race.

“Gambatte Namikaze-san!!”

You were yelling and waving and he just gave you a smile.

“Do you think he’s going to win?” Shizune asks.

“It doesn’t matter.”

She turned, a bead of sweat dropping at the side of her head at the flowers practically blooming around your body.

“Namikaze-san looks so good in a tracksuit.”

It became apparent that you weren’t too keen on the race, but the runner.

When the gun went off, you lifted your hand to cheer, at the very least you’d hope he’d beat Hidan for his stupid words. That’s why you were pleasantly surprised at the speed he took off in. All of the runners went pale, and your eyes widened when he bolted around the track at such a brisk pace.

When he made it back around, he was coming down the strip, and just for a second, it was as if he was moving in slow motion. His eyes were focused ahead, blond hair moving with the wind, blue eyes determined. You could see the awed expression of everyone around, and just for a moment, his eyes moved in your direction as he gave you a confident smile.

Your cheeks flushed, and when you blinked, he’d already made it past the finish line. Cheers erupted in the stands, and all you could really do was stare.

“I had no idea Minato-san was so fast..”

Shizune spoke in a similar state of astonishment. The other runners were still making their way around the corner when Minato ran back over to meet you all at the sidelines. He was grinning when he finally made it in front of you.

“Was I cool, Senju-san?”

You could barely speak, quite honestly you’re speechless. He was wearing that smile, the one he had all the time, but you were still trying to wrap your head around the fact that he smoked all those guys like it was nothing.

Minato tilted his head when he didn’t get a response.

“Are you alright Senju-sa-”

“Marry me.”

You said dropping down on one knee.

He paused, then blushed, holding his cheeks.

“How bold Senju-san.”

He was shifting from side to side, and your friends just sweatdropped. It was clear that he liked the attention.

“These two need serious help.”

That was obvious.

“Hey!! Cheap trick Namikaze!!”

Hidan’s voice made you all turn, and you frowned.

“He won fair and square, quit being a sore loser.”

You said moving protectively in front of Minato.

He was glaring at you, and Minato just offered a laugh.

“It’s just a game, no need to get worked up.”

You know Minato was trying to de-escalate the situation, but Hidan is a hothead, not to mention a moron.

“Yeah, so just take the loss and run along.” You taunt.

“Shut up bitch!!”

He lifts his hand, and you’re fully prepared to retaliate. But his hand doesn’t even get close. Somehow Minato had moved in front of you and stopped Hidan’s hand. With his eyes closed, he was smiling, and Hidan gritted his teeth at Minato’s grip.

“While I’m willing to listen to any words directed at me, I won’t accept anyone bad mouthing Senju-san.”

When Minato’s eyes opened, the dark look he wore made everyone tense. You were stunned, you’d never really seen him wear anything other than a smile.

“If it happens again, I won’t be happy.”

Hidan looked terrified, and Minato released his hand, planting another smile on his face.

“Well, good luck on your next race. “

Hidan stumbled back.

“W-Whatever!!!”

Just like that he was leaving and now all eyes moved to Minato who was still beaming.

“You’re scary Minato-san.” Shizune spoke. He just started laughing, but from the looks of everyone else, you could tell they shared the sentiment.

“Are you scared, Senju?”

Asuma was teasing, nudging your arm. Minato looked up, wondering the same. He was a bit taken aback, because you were blushing. When the many stares directed at you, your face just got redder.

“Y-You didn’t have to step in, I had it handled, Namikaze-san!”

“Ah, hai, hai. Gomen.”

He was still wearing that smile and you looked away, embarrassed.

“That was seriously hot..”

Your thoughts were betraying your words.

“A-Anyway, g-good job in the race, you did really well.”

You’re still not really looking at him, and he moves closer.

“Can I have a reward?”

“I-I guess so..O-Only because you did well!” you reason.

“Hai.”

Bashfully, you lean on your toes, pressing a kiss to his cheek. He accepts happily, both cheeks flushing.

“How bold Senju-san, kissing me in public.” Minato teases.

“Y-You’re the one who asked for it!!”

You’re beyond embarrassed and Minato just laughs. 

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Minato Namikaze - Short Story AU: Chapter 10

“M-Minato..”

Your soft moan made him hum.

When he showed up at your class during the break you should have known he was up to no good.

“W-We’re..going to get caught..”

Your hands flattened against the door, and his palms covered your own as he continued to press kisses at the back of your neck.

“Then you should be quiet, Senju-san.”

His words made your legs tremble as your hands balled into fists. The last place he should be doing this is at a school. You still can’t believe people think Minato is innocent. Quite honestly he’s pretty shameless, because this isn’t the first time he’s jumped you.

Monday he stopped by your office and stole a few passionate kisses before he was off to his class, leaving you in a flustered state.

Tuesday he pulled you into his lap in his office and hugged you until he had to leave for his next class.

Wednesday the both of you were supposed to supervise a gym class and he’d pulled you into one of the closets just before it started to make out like a shameless teenager.

By Thursday you were frazzled just looking at him, and today, well, you’re in this current predicament.

“Senju-san, do you love me?”

His words were whispered against your skin, and when he cupped your breast, you bit your lip to ensure you didn’t let out a sound.

“I was so happy when you decided to make me your rival. I wanted you all to myself.”

His confessions are making you weak. That and his touches, well it’s a miracle you're still standing.

“I love you, Senju-san. “

The statement makes your eyes widen, and you turn slowly, staring at him in awe. His eyes seem to have darkened considerably.

“You..love me..?”

“I do, I love you the most.”

Your eyes water, and he leans in, claiming your lips in a desperate kiss.

You realized a long time ago that Minato is your greatest weakness. You suppose now you understand fully. From the moment you made him your rival, maybe this was how it was always meant to be. You were so distracted by your need to upstage him that you hadn’t realized the entire time you were chasing him, he’s actually been chasing you.

“I love you, Minato.”

Even if you don’t say it aloud, he knows.

He’s always known.

~Extra~

Minato had told you his brother and sister in law were stopping by for a visit, so you were frantically trying to make everything perfect. When the doorbell rang, you’d asked Minato to answer it.

When he broke the corner, you offered a smile.

“Are they here?”

He blinked, a bit confused and you tilt your head.

When you heard the extra set of footsteps, you waited. The last thing you expected was another head of blond hair and similar blue eyes.

You gaped.

“There’s two of them!!”

You screamed.

Right before you were two Minatos.

You were panicking at what looked like a clone of Minato. There was a woman at his side, long red hair and kind eyes.

“Gomen, Senju-san, this is my twin brother, Minato and his wife Kushina.” Your Minato explained.

The red haired woman smiled at you with a wave.

“Eh, EH!! Why do you both have the same name!!”

They both scratched their cheeks awkwardly.

“There was an error at the hospital. Our mother thought it was cute, so we just kept the names the same.”

His brother informed.

“There’s nothing cute about confusing the hell out of people you psychos!!”

Kushina laughed.

“I see why he likes her, don’t you Minato?”

Her husband nodded.

“This is confusing as hell!!”

You should have expected a trap like this. 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 10

“Ukitake-taicho, O-Ohaiyo.” 

You greet the captain and he offers a kind smile. 

“It’s always good to see you (Y/N)-san. I’m glad you were able to join us for tea.” 

You blush, nodding. 

“O-Of course!” 

Rukia smiles as she watches the interaction. When you first joined you had a not so subtle crush on the captain. He’s always been a bit of a talk among the women. At the start you thought that’s all it was. But then when you first met him you found yourself fumbling and stuttering. 

He’s just a handsome man. 

“Not as handsome as Kuchiki-taicho..” 

You don’t fully process the thought, not at first. When you do your cheeks flush. Ukitake looks curious and you just hurriedly down your drink. 

Lately you seem to be having more of those types of thoughts. Ever since that day in the med bay. It was stupid to assume that it meant anything. You’ve always had a soft spot for him, cared for him. 

Maybe even…

You let out a sigh. 

It’s foolish to even entertain the thought. He’s your superior. Nothing will come of your pining. But you can’t help but hope. Hope that maybe his concern is more than just professional. 

You sort of think back to your earlier days. Back when you would follow him around like a gopher. You smile to yourself, lowering your cup. 

Even then he was blunt and stoic. You can’t help but wonder what he was like when he was younger. 

“Maybe in another life…things would have been different..”

Your eyes move to the view of trees ahead. Ukitake always picks the most scenic places to have tea. 

Ukitake isn’t oblivious to your troubled expression. 

“It’s not wise for us to inform her, not until we’re certain of a threat. But keeping her in the dark is just as dangerous.” 

There hasn’t been a lot of leeway. This could all just be coincidence. That’s the favorable outcome. 

He means to say something, probably to help with your mood, but the sound of feet pattering resounds from behind the door and it slides open with a sharp pull. You just barely catch the sight of red hair before you're grabbed by the waist. 

“Renji!!” 

Rukia calls in surprise.

Your cup hits the ground and you’re confused by his panicked look. He’s holding you like a sack of flour. 

“W-What’s going on!!” 

His face is pale. 

“Zaraki-taicho just came back!!” 

Now everyone is pale, because you know what that meant. Renji doesn’t wait, he takes off with a leap into the air. His form is skipping through the sky as you begin to wail. 

“I’m too young to die!!!” 

“Shut up will ya!! Are you trying to lead him to us!!!” 

His scream seems to have done just that, because you look below when you hear numerous explosions. 

“There she is Kenny!!” 

Out of the dust you spot pink hair and that fight driven grin. Renji panics trying to move faster, but it’s futile. Kenpachi swings his blade and the beam’s coming right for the both of you in the air. 

“GYAH!!!” 

Renji’s yell echoes as he’s hit and you close your eyes. 

“I’m a goner!!” 

Kenpachi jumps into the air, and he’s coming right for you, an excited Yachiru on his shoulder. You prepare for the worst, but all you hear is the clashing of blades, and you seem to be once again in the arms of someone. You assume it’s Renji, but that’s not the case because he’s face down in the concrete, body sizzling from the last attack. 

A bead of sweat runs down the side of your head and you cough at the dust that has gathered within the space. When it finally parts, both figures become clear. 

You’re stunned at your rescuer. 

“T-Taicho!” 

He’s holding you to his chest with one hand, and the other steadies his blade. 

“I was sure I informed you of the consequences if you came after my subordinate again. Zaraki.” 

His tone is like a glacier, and you shiver, looking back at Kenpachi who’s wearing a grin. 

“You can’t keep such a strong opponent all to yourself! Let me get a crack at her. “

You shake your head profusely. 

“I’m not strong, not at all!! I’m actually pretty weak and my swordsmanship sucks!!” 

Byakuya turns to you. 

“You’re an effective fighter, and your swordsmanship has improved.” 

“NOW ISN'T THE TIME TO COMPLIMENT ME TAICHO HE’S TRYING TO KILL US!!” 

Yachiru giggles. 

“You’re so funny, punch-chan!”

You can already see it. 

“I’m dead.” 

You mutter in defeat. 

Byakuya tightens his hold just a bit, and you look up at him. 

“ I won’t let any harm come to you.” 

You’re touched.

“Taicho..” 

“Enough talk, let’s fight!!” 

You start sweating profusely and Byakuya’s focus shifts when Kenpachi charges. 

“W-WHY ME!!!” 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 9

It didn’t take that long for you to recover. 

The following week Shinji is sure to come see you when a certain captain isn’t around. He’s walking with you to Ukitake’s squad to drop off some paperwork.

“That jealous bastard. He’s always getting in the way.”

You laugh.

“Kuchiki-taicho isn’t really the jealous type. I think he just prefers the quiet.”

“That’s harsh (Y/N)-chan.”

You giggle.

“I still love you Hirako-san.”

He brightens.

“Do you mean that!!”

“Hai!!”

He grins.

“I guess I can see past it then.”

“You’re so silly Hirako-san.”

You continue to smile and he looks at you, giving a little smile as he sighs.

“She’s very oblivious.”

It’s clear that you’re not taking any of his words seriously. What does have him a bit unnerved is the last meeting. After the attack in the Rukongai, Yamamoto had called all the captains together. Byakuya was informing them of updates from the world of the living. Now in the soul society.

“There is a threat, but we are unsure of where it is coming from and what it wants. I believe it is smart for us to take the necessary steps to prepare for a much bigger attack. Kurosaki is monitoring any changes on his side. But we must be ready.”

There was an urgency that resonated within the room. Shinji’s gaze shifted in your direction.

“These attacks are all linked to (Y/N) (L/N).”

That’s what Byakuya said. Shinji could almost hear the worry in his tone. For someone as proud as Byakuya to show worry like that, it was concerning. He believed this threat was real, and they couldn’t deny that the evidence was there.

“I am not certain that she truly realized. Therefore our priority should be to keep an eye on her. She is capable, but it doesn’t mean we should become complacent. I won’t allow any harm to come to my subordinate.”

Shinji was smart enough to know that his statement wasn’t just one of a concerned superior.

“He really cares about you.”

To speak on your behalf that way, it was easy to see.

“(Y/N).”

His tone made you stop in place. You looked up, and he lifted his hand, placing it on your cheek.

“Please, be careful in the future.”

You blinked, then smiled.

“Of course. You’re so nice Hirako-san. I’m so glad to have a friend like you.”

A bead of sweat ran down the side of his head.

“Yep, she’s clueless.” 

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Minato Namikaze - Short Story AU: Chapter 9

“Come on, quit slacking off you hooligans!!”

Your yells are directed at a group of students.

The very ones that had attempted to use you as bait to get Sora and the others to fight. You’d been given free range to provide their punishment, so you figured you would make it worthwhile. You’ve decided to enter them into a track competition. Maybe all the running will tire down their brains from all the gang activity.

Now at their school, you’re being extra strict.

Minato just laughs as you continue to yell at the ones that are falling behind. A few of the teachers from the school look a bit scared of the look you wear as you yell words of encouragement.

Or threats.

They can’t really tell.

“If that’s the best you guys can do then I’ll feed you to the sharks!! Run faster!!”

Now you’re chasing them around the track as they scream at the pace you’re coming.

“SOMEBODY HELP US!!”

Unfortunately their yells are ignored. The entire group of teachers look away swiftly.

By the end of that session, all of them are laying on the floor, exhausted.

You haven’t even truly broken a sweat. You walk over to the P.E. teacher, tossing the stop watch. He catches it clumsily.

“I’ll be back next week.”

You smile, but he just sweats profusely.

“Please don’t come back.”

He feels a bit bad for the kids.

Once you’re off the field, you head for the showers. It feels nice to get a workout. The second you step out you're smiling. There’s a group of teachers standing down the hall, and you mean to approach, but their conversation makes you halt.

“Namikaze-san is so handsome, I still can’t believe he’s with that brute.”

“I know, she’s scarier than what I heard. I can’t believe she’s actually a teacher.”

“Maybe she threatened Namikaze-san to date her.”

“That makes more sense.”

They're laughing and you can’t even get yourself to move, say something, combat their words. You feel a pair of hands on your shoulders and you turn in surprise.

“Minato..”

He just sends you a smile, and the women turn, clearly startled.

“Senju-san, N-Namikaze-san!”

They look guilty.

“It’s not polite to spread such rumors. As teachers we should all try to get along, right?”

His words with his smile make them all blush.

“Y-Yes! W-We apologize!!”

They bow and he just nods, walking off, taking your hand as he pulls you along. You follow behind him with a pout.

“Even when he’s apprehending people he’s nice about it.”

He’s such goody two shoes.

You just walk behind him quietly.

During your trip back to Konoha High, he’s very conscious of the sullen look you wear.

“People are always going to say hurtful things when they don’t understand. Don’t pay any mind to it.”

You know he’s right, but in a weird way, so were they. Minato is honestly a bit too good for you. The differences between the both of you are so noticeable. You have a feeling statements like that are going to come more often in the future whenever the two of you are together. Your eyes lower and he stops in place.

“Are you really alright..with just me..”

You can’t help but ask the question, because you feel insufficient.

“You’re more than enough (Y/N).”

You look up and he cups your cheek.

The gentle touch has you blushing, and when he leans in, you welcome the soft kiss. You should be a little embarrassed that he’s doing this in public, but you can’t find it in you to think of much else but his touch. He pulls back with a soft smile, blue eyes twinkling.

“I want to be yours, Senju-san.”

The confession makes your heart race.

You pout.

“I-It’s just like you to do something so sneaky!”

He laughs.

“I couldn’t help myself. “

You give his hand a squeeze, happy.

“Arigatou, Minato.”

“You’re welcome.” 

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Ginjo Kugo (Bleach) - Oneshot: Extra 2

“Did you fall asleep?”

You’re used to Ginjo’s snarky comments. However, this situation is as expected. You supposed you’d gotten lost in your thoughts. Seated in the bathtub, you sigh, leaning against his chest.

“This is nice.”

You mutter.

He hums.

“The bath has mellowed you out.”

He’s probably smirking. 

You shift in place, and when you turn, he’s grinning. You figure he’s ready to tease you, but you wrap your hands around his neck, kissing him softly. His eyes widen for a moment before he melts into the kiss, pulling you closer. You love it, the warmth, having him this close.

You pull back and his eyes display desire. You never really thought this would be a reality, maybe that’s why you’ve become somewhat mellow.

“You shouldn’t tease me.”

Your statement just brings another grin to his lips as he pulls you back in for more.

That’s how most of your days go.

After the war, there seems to be no worries, no major battles, and you appreciate it. Take full advantage of it.

That’s why there’s a sense of ease as you both walk down the road with groceries. Ginjo has one under his arm, after insisting that he hold it. You relented. As you both walk in step, the sound of music and chatter in the distance draws your attention. You can also hear the music. It sounds like a festival. You pause and Ginjo does too.

“Something wrong?”

You shake your head.

“No, I just forgot there was a festival today.”

Had you remembered you would have gone with Ginjo. You seem thoughtful and Ginjo merely smirks. When he approaches you tilt your head.

“What are you-”

He hooks a hand under your legs and lifts you into his arms. You’re a bit startled. He’s still managing the grocery bag in one hand, and the other keeps you slightly propped up on his shoulder. You barely get a word out, he just takes off into the sky. The sudden rush of wind sends your hair flying and you just stare. Now standing in the air, he pauses and you’re a bit in awe. From your position, you can see the festival. All the lights, the pretty colors, just about everything.

“Wow..”

It’s beautiful, especially from this angle.

Ginjo is quiet, you assume he’s taking it in as well, but when you look over, his eyes are trained in your direction. The expression he wears holds a bit of regret, as well as love. You understand what he must be thinking. The both of you could have just as easily never shared this moment.

“I love you (Y/N).”

His confession isn’t a surprise. A part of you has always known, but it’s always nice to hear, especially from someone with his usually playful personality. You smile, about to say the same.

“Mommy look, there’s people flying in the sky!!”

You both flinch, and Ginjo flash steps before the mother catches sight.

He lands a few blocks away, feet touching the ground and you can’t help but laugh. Ginjo looks a bit annoyed that his perfect moment was ruined because of his own carelessness. He places you on down, and you lean up, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“What were you saying before? I didn’t hear you Ginjo~”

Now you’re the one teasing and he sends you a weak glare. You intend to take full advantage of this, but he picks you up again, this time throwing you over his shoulder. You gasp, and he’s gone again. Maybe two jumps later and you’re both at your apartment.

When he lands inside your room, he drops the bag on your floor, and you mean to lecture him, but your back hits the bed softly. You just have a chance to look up, and you’re a bit flustered when he sheds his jacket, then easily pulls his shirt over his head.

You swallow, and he tosses it to the ground as he climbs on the bed. When he kisses you, all you can do is moan. Your body quivers in anticipation, and when he pulls back, his eyes cause a pleasant shiver to rush up your spine.

“Ginjo…”

You’re a bit breathless.

He says nothing, just pins your wrists to the bed and you’re once again moaning as his body covers your own.

Yes, more than anything, you’re both fortunate. 

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Urahara Kisuke - Short Story: Chapter 8 - Final

“Six of them.”

You moved your head to the right, just barely dodging a beam struck by the hollow before you. It’s no surprise that there is some activity. You supposed you would have felt more reassured if it didn’t feel like one would pop up every time you got rid of another.

The bow in your hand extended, and when you fired a series of shots, you’d managed to get five of them, but the smaller one jumped at the last second.

You flipped in the air, ready to take it out when it appeared right behind you. Another beam shot out, and this time it hit you head on. You grunted as your body was struck, and you could feel yourself falling before you could do much.

The sight of a red beam caught your eye, and someone had jumped, grabbing you mid air. Your unsteady gaze moved to your savior as the hollow disintegrated ahead. They landed on a building below, holding you bridal style.

The women holding you smirked. You were grateful, maybe a bit confused. You didn’t recognize her.

Dark purple hair, golden hues, dark skin.

You were positive you’d never encountered her before, yet she was looking at you as if you both were friends.

Now that you got a good look, her eyes seem familiar.

“Oi, Kisuke, I got your little girlfriend.”

Said shopkeeper appeared at her side, sheathing his blade.

Your face lit up.

“U-Urahara-san!”

He smiled.

“I thought I told you to leave the heavy lifting to the reapers. There were six of them. “

You flushed, looking away.

“I’m not going to just stand by and let other people do all the work.”

You muttered.

The woman laughed.

“Quite headstrong aren’t you.”

You looked up at her, still a bit curious.

“Ano, have we met before?”

She looked amused.

“That’s right, you’ve never seen me in this form. I’m Yoruichi.”

She was still smiling and you tilt your head.

“Yoruichi…”

Your mind runs back to the cute cat that you spent every possible moment hugging when you were at the shop. The realization has your eyes widening.

“Y-You’re the cat!!”

“The reactions are always so fun.” She spoke.

Suddenly you recalled all the times you’d cuddled, pet and basically groped her. You dropped to the floor bowing.

“Gomen, gomen, gomen.”

Urahara sweatdropped, and Yoruichi just continued to laugh.

It was a funny thing, how easy everything is now. After your little battle, Urahara had advised that you use his hot springs to help with any injuries you might have sustained.

“You see, this hot spring is good for just about everything.”

He placed a towel and change of clothes right on the side. When he was done explaining all the potential benefits, he sent you a smile, turning to leave.

“Let me know if you need anything else.”

All he took was a step when he felt you tug at his coat. He stopped, looking back at you. Your eyes were lowered, and you seemed to be fidgeting in place.

“Could you..join me…”

It was said a bit shyly, and he smiled, turning to you fully as he patted your head.

“You sure are cute.”

The comment just made you blush harder.

It took a few moments, the both of you now comfortably sitting in the hot spring. The heat of the water was refreshing, a content sigh leaving your lips as you leaned back on Urahara’s chest. He smiled at your ease.

“Feels good doesn’t it?”

You nod, splashing your cheeks a few times. Most of your scratches had already healed. You have to admit this was a clever idea. His training grounds were great for a number of things.

You were just enjoying the closeness when you felt his hand cup your breast. Your cheeks heat immediately, and he grinned at the reaction.

“U-Urahara-san..”

“Hmm, something wrong?”

He knew exactly what he was doing.

“Y-Your hand..”

You mutter.

“I thought that’s why you invited me here. You should know better than to tempt a lonely handsome shopkeeper.

“Please stop using that excuse whenever you do pervy things.”

He laughed softly, and he cupped both your breasts. You couldn’t find it in yourself to complain anymore. His lips moved down, leaving a kiss right behind your ear.

“I’m just making sure everything has healed.” He whispered.

You squirmed, because you could feel him begin to harden against your back. When he nipped at your ear, a soft moan left your lips, and Urahara’s hands lowered and he held you by the waist and turned you around. You flushed, now fully seated in his lap.

He was still wearing that big grin, and you found yourself melting. Your hands moved around his neck.

“P-Please Urahara-san..”

He’d gone ahead and gotten you all hot and bothered.

Your needy state was his fault.

He seemed pleased with himself, and when he gently lifted your hips to angle himself at your entrance, your body quivered. You slid down on his length, a sharp tingle rushing up your spine.

The angle was breathtaking, and the moment he was fully sheathed inside you, you were almost afraid to move. Scared that one single action would trigger your release too quickly. Urahara let out a soft chuckle at the way you were clutching onto him but obviously trying to assess the best course of action forward.

“It’s okay (Y/N), we have all day, you can cum as many times as you want.”

The words alone were too much. He thrusted upwards and you moaned, holding onto him as he brought you your first release with nothing more than a few calculated thrusts.

You thought he’d been teasing earlier, but everytime that you released, he gave you about a minute to recover before he was skillfully pounding into you again.

After your fifth orgasm, he decided it was probably time for you to step out of the bath. He held you in his arms with a smile, covering your body as he admired the completely satisfied look on your face.

“What a beautiful sight.”

He had to admit.

~Extra~

“So you see..t-that’s how it is..”

Yoruichii smiled deviously.

“There’s an easy solution, this is what you have to do.”

You leaned in as she whispered into your ear.

~The following night~

“(L/N)-san, I’m home!”

Urahara’s call drew your attention to the door of your home, and he slid his sandals off, lifting his head when heard your quick steps coming down the hall. The minute he caught sight of you, he gaped.

The pair of cat ears and tail that accompanied your attire was unexpected. You were wearing nothing but an apron aside from the cute accessories, a deep blush on your cheeks.

“W-Welcome home, w-would you like dinner first, o-or me? N-Nya~”

A blood vessel burst in his nose and you flinched when he fell back comically. Blood gushing from his nostrils.

“U-Urahara-san!!”

You were on the ground trying to stop the excessive nosebleed. He was just laughing a bit hysterically.

It’s clear that you would need to be more careful with your seduction methods in the future. 

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Minato Namikaze - Short Story AU: Chapter 8

It’s been a few weeks and you have to admit you’ve never been happier.

You’re students are striving, no fights have happened in a while and you have a boyfriend who’s strangely obsessed with you.

Yes, life could not be better.

Stepping into the teacher’s lounge, you’re ready to see Minato. However, the bickering catches your attention and when the group of teachers turn at your entrance, you feel a bit awkward.

“W-What’s going on?”

Kurenai steps away from the table along with a few other teachers and you stare at the vase that’s filled with red roses, a stuffed bear and box of chocolates right next to it.

“It looks like you have a secret admirer today.”

You blush, approaching the gifts. You spot a note next to the items, and when you pick it up, you immediately recognize the handwriting.

Happy Valentine’s Day Senju-san, I’m happy to have this first with you. I hope we have many more amazing moments together.

-Love, Minato.

You can’t control your blush, and Kurenai as well as a few other teachers just laugh at your bashfulness.

You appreciate the gift, but you’re a bit curious. Usually he would have delivered something like this himself.

The ding on your phone makes you lower your hand, and you slide it out of your pocket.

“Gomen, I couldn’t make it today. I’m a bit busy. I hope you enjoy the day.”

You smile.

From the sounds of it he’s working on some project or the other. Probably an assignment from the principal.

“Baka.”

You think happily.

For the rest of the morning you can’t seem to wipe the smile off your face. You know your students will notice when you get to class. You’re practically skipping, and the moment you’re inside, you don’t expect the group of students standing at your desk. They seem to be hiding something behind their backs.

You tilt your head in question, and Kiba playfully pushes Sora forward. His face turns red, and he looks away, holding out a rose.

“W-We wanted to say thank you for all that you do for us Sensei.”

There’s smiles across the room, and the rest of them behind him all have little gifts.

“Happy Valentine’s Day Sensei!”

They say in unison.

Your eyes well up and you grab Sora into a hug.

“Please let me adopt you!!!”

He starts waving his hands around.

“L-Let me go!!!!”

It’s safe to say that you had the best day. By the time it’s over, you decide to pay a visit to the principal to inquire about the project that he probably has Minato working on. Maybe you can help. It seems you caught him at the right time, he’s just leaving the office. He turns when he sees you.

“Sarutobi-san, I’m glad I caught you.”

He smiles.

“I assumed you would have taken the day to tend to Namikaze-san.”

You’re a bit puzzled now.

“Tend to him?”

“Yes, he called in sick today. He’s the second teacher this week. A cold is going around.”

“He’s sick..”

No wonder he didn’t show up. You should have known.

“That bastard!!”

Did he really think he could get something like that past you?

“I’m gonna kill him!!”

You take off running and Hiruzen smiles.

“Young love.”

~~

It took a while to get there. The second you’re at the door, you knock, patiently waiting.

When the door opens, you expect the awkward look on his face.

“S-Senju-san.”

He looks guilty and you just huff.

“You were sick and you didn’t think to tell me! Baka!”

He expects the scolding.

“I-I’m fine, I promise.”

He doesn’t look fine. His face is flushed. You can just imagine the fever he’s probably running.

Slamming the door shut, you pick him up. He lets out a startled sound, because you’re holding him bridal style.

“Quit trying to act tough, you’re sick, so take care of yourself.”

You’re scolding him, doubled with the way you’re holding him right now, it almost makes you look like a prince.

“Senju-san, it’s unfair to seduce me when I’m sick.”

“Q-QUIT BEING A PERVERT!!”

He just laughs as you take him to bed.

For the next half an hour, you’ve successfully made him soup, changed his wash rag and helped him change out of his sweaty clothing. The last one was a bit of a task. You practically had to throw him in the shower because he kept making pervy statements about you joining him.

Now he’s laying in bed as you feed him the soup. After you’re satisfied with how much he’s eaten, you move to do the dishes as he lays down.

When you’re done, you return to check his temperature. You let out a sigh of relief when you touch his forehead and it feels just a bit cooler than before. His cheeks are still fairly flushed. With any luck it’ll cool down by the morning.

“Arigatou, Senju-san.”

He’s still wearing that foolish smile, and you can’t help but be a bit annoyed.

“You should have just told me you were sick.”

His eyes open at your tone and the expression you wear is the last thing he expects.

“When you hide these things from me, it makes me feel like you can’t depend on me. I would have preferred to see you today than to get some gift.”

He takes your hand, and you look at him.

“Gomen, I’m not always good at asking for help. I knew you would race over here to make sure I was okay, I selfishly didn’t want you to spend Valentine's Day looking after me in such a pathetic state.”

You can understand from his point of view. It’s normal to want you to enjoy the day, but he needs to know that it would be impossible unless you’re with him.

You hold his hand a bit tighter, and when you lean over, his eyes widen when you press your lips to his. It’s a gentle kiss, and the first the both of you have shared. His heart is hammering, and when you pull away, his eyes shake at the adoration you show.

“Regardless of how pathetic you think you look, to me you’re always cool Minato.”

You smile, and he can’t help but return it, giving your hand a little squeeze.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, (Y/N).”

You’re happy.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Minato.”

Turns out it was the best Valentine’s Day you’d ever had.

~Extra~

“Ugh..”

Minatao laughs at your flushed form on the bed.

“Gomen, Senju-san. It seems I passed on my cold.”

You’d like to blame him, but it’s your fault for kissing him when he was sick.

“I’ve already called in to let them know you can’t make it. I’ve also taken the day off to help you recover.”

“You really don’t have to, I can take care of myself.”

He shakes his head.

“It’s my job as your lover to look after you. So let me.”

The sweet statement makes your heart thump.

When you look over though, he’s beaming a little too brightly.

“You look a bit sweaty Senju-san, I should probably give you a bath.”

Your face blanks.

“I-I knew you were up to something!!!”

He just laughs.

“Now, now, don’t be difficult, I’m just trying to help.”

He throws you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and you flail your hands around. In your current state, your fighting power is at a devastating zero.

“P-Put me down!”

“There’s no need to be worried, I’ll make sure and wash you off thoroughly.”

“THAT’S WHAT I’M WORRIED ABOUT!!”

He just grins.

“W-WAIT!! K-KYA!!” 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 8

“A bed..”

Opening your eyes you looked around. You were trying to recall what happened, how you got here.

“You were reckless.”

That’s right.

That hollow had gotten the drop on you.

“Who was that..”

You might have been injured, but you’re positive you didn’t imagine that person, that sinister smile.

You frown, because it’s clear that you had to be saved yet again.

You feel a bit embarrassed that Byakuya was forced to rescue you. Straightening in your bed, you lift your palm. You’re not surprised that your entire arm is wrapped. That damn hollow tried to take a bite out of your shoulder.

The gentle breeze that hits your face makes you turn. You’re closer to the window, so you can see the many buildings ahead. The curtains are moving so calmly with the wind.

“You’re awake.”

You turn, and Byakuya steps into the room.

“Hai. Gomen Taicho. It seems I keep causing you trouble.”

You hope to just laugh it off. Byakuya has faith in your abilities, he’s said as much in the past, so you know he hadn’t truly been worried when you were assigned the task. When the alarm went out though, you were surprised to see that he turned up. He’s always been diligent.

“You should have been more careful. Your recklessness could have gotten you killed.”

His scoldings are expected.

“Gomen.”

“If anything happens to you I would be very disappointed.”

His words say disappointment, but when you actually look at him, that’s not what you see. Your cheeks flush despite yourself and you swallow, a bit shocked at the heat of his gaze and the increasing thumping in your chest.

“You are an important part of my squad. It is your duty to ensure you don’t get hurt. I won’t accept any excuses in the future.”

From anyone else that would be an ultimatum, but from him it’s almost like a plea.

“I…”

You can’t get any words out. At least none that can voice your surprise. He moves closer, now right beside your bed.

“You have no right to make me worry. Ensure that it does not happen again.”

All you can give is agreement.

“Y-Yes! I-I will!”

He seems satisfied with the response, and when he reaches into his cloak, pulling out a small packet, you gape.

It looks like candy, but it’s in the shape of an ambassador seaweed.

“This will make you feel better. Eat.”

You take it hurriedly.

“T-Thank you Taicho!”

You expect a bitter taste when you pull back the plastic, but when you nimble on the treat, it’s surprisingly delicious. Your face lights up.

“Sugoi! Ish delicious!” You mutter between bites.

He nods.

“Of course.”

You continue eating happily.

It would be a blatant lie to say he wasn’t worried. The increase in hollow activity is concerning, but it's possible he didn’t imagine it.

“Despite there being three other reapers, why did all of them seem trained in her direction?”

He knows you can hold your own in a fight, but anyone would have been bested facing them from all directions. The fact that your injuries weren’t more severe was a miracle.

This entire situation is becoming concerning. These events can’t be a coincidence.

The fact that you haven’t confided in him must mean that you’re not fully aware of the threat. You’ve never kept anything from him before, but back at Kisuke’s there was definitely something said between the both of you. The way you rushed to assist with tea, he knew it was an excuse, but he couldn’t confront you without proper cause for a problem.

He’s about to continue his evaluation, but he spots the scratch on your chin. You’re pretty much done with your snack, and when he lifts his hand you're confused.

“Taicho?”

His fingertips graze your chin and you stare in awe at the green glow that ignites beneath his palm. It takes you a second to realize that he’s using a healing kido.

All you can do is admire him. That stoic expression that’s forever planted, the hollow look in his eyes that only truly changes on certain occasions. The tenderness of his touch as he mends such a minor wound. After a minute or two the glow dissipates and he removes his hand. Neither of you have broken eye contact.

He knows he should move, step back, and gain some kind of distance. But your eyes draw him in. It’s as if you’re begging to feel his touch again. You gulp, and his eyes shift to your now parted lips. Your hands grip into the sheets at your side.

This is different than usual. You’re used to the looks he tends to send, the ones you’ve started to enjoy. Just being this close to him, it’s always meant the world to you. But this time, this time it’s different.

“Taicho I-”

“(Y/N)-CHAN!!!!”

The yell echoes throughout the hall and just like that the door is swung open. You barely have a chance to react before you are tackled against the bed.

“H-Hirako-san!!”

He’s hugging you happily, face pressed to your chest.

“You’re alright! I heard you were injured and rushed right over. My poor little (Y/N)-chan, would you like me to nurse you back to health?”

You’re a bit lost, laughing, a bit flustered. Shinji has always been like this. You should expect nothing less.

The drop in temperature within the room however makes you both pale against the mattress.

“Scatter, Senbonzakura..”

“Oiiii!!!”

“Kageyohsi.”

The single word sends an onslaught of petals in Shinji’s direction and his body is forced right off the bed and out the window. His screams are all you can hear in the distance, followed by a harsh crash. Probably into a building.

You sweatdropped at the perfectly neutral expression on Byakuya’s face.

“You should rest.”

“H-Hai.”

Opposing him would not be a smart idea.

“I really hope Hirako-san is okay.”

Given how many times that has happened, his body must be immune now.

Poor guy.

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Miguel O' Hara (Across the Spiderverse) - AU: Chapter 3

For the better part of the day, the floor was your best friend.

It took about an hour for you to regain any real strength to get up again, and when you did you realized you would definitely have to clean all the blood on your floor. At the moment it looked like you’d just hide a body.

Deciding that you would not like to go to jail for a murder you definitely did not commit, you got to work, scrubbing the floors clean and taking out your trash.

When it was finally done, you’d turned on the tv, very interested in thinking about anything other than almost getting busted by police.

You kept flicking the channels until you caught the news anchor covering the story of an explosion.

“Spiderman has done it again. An unlucky gas leak in one of New York’s beloved restaurants has led to what could have been terrifying casualties. After stabilizing an entire floor, Spiderman guided over three dozen citizens to safety. However, this did not come without a price. Reports say that he was still inside when the last tank went off. Sources spotted the masked vigilante fleeing the scene as the police pursued him. Now we hear from some of the lucky citizens.”

The camera moved to a woman who was talking animatedly.

“It was crazy, he just flew in and held up the pillar like it was a freaking loaf of bread. My husband and I were having our dinner when the first explosion went off. This guy literally saved everyone in that building!! I don’t care what the cops say, the guy is a hero!! Thank you Spiderman!!”

You couldn’t help but laugh. You get why the cops would try to discourage vigilantism, but it’s obvious this guy is doing more good than anything else. Even if he was just in it for the fame, at least he wasn’t out there robbing banks.

“I would have definitely done that if I had his powers.”

You grinned at the thought, turning the television off as you tried to take a breath and figure out what the next course of action was. You could just show up to work and say it was a false alarm, but you were running on close to no sleep and you weren’t really looking forward to dealing with your asshole boss after the night you had.

So you stayed in.

You ordered food, took a shower and became a couch potato for the entire day. In a way, you felt like you deserved it.

When night came, you were sure to get in bed early. Your body still felt like it was putting everything together. So as your head hit the pillow, you prayed for an easier day tomorrow.

As luck would have it, when you woke up, there was no bleeding vigilante in your living room.

“That’s a good sign.”

It’s the little victories.

With an extra pep in your step, you did your morning routine and went to work like you hadn’t aided and abetted a vigilante that the police specifically said not to help. Maybe it’s the fact that you knew no one would believe it that you felt so relaxed. That or the shock hadn’t really set in yet.

Whatever it was, you knew that you had a job today.

So you got to work and went about as normal. Nothing extraordinary happened. You did your job, got your lunch, even managed to text a few friends that you’d left on reading the previous day. You were even lucky enough not to see your douchebag of a boss.

By the time you made it back to your apartment, you felt strangely good. Maybe it was the fact that you felt like for once in your life you’d made the right choice. Even though you failed to stand up for yourself so many times, you’d helped when it mattered, and it turns out it was the right thing, because the man the police were trying so hard to put down was out there risking his life for people everyday without so much as a thank you. He was doing what you wished you could do for yourself and many others.

At the moment, that felt like enough. At least you could say that you’d done one thing in your life that mattered.

Stepping into your kitchen, you were humming as you moved to close the door at your balcony, yet, the shadow that casted over there made you freeze, and when your eyes spotted that tall frame, you somewhat froze.

He opened it easily, stepping inside and you swallowed.

“You shouldn’t leave your door open.”

He was giving you a lecture while he was breaking in, how classy.

He took a step, and you took one back, unsure.

It was all well and nice when he was injured, even watching him on tv, but having him around you left you a little overwhelmed. His stature was daunting and you’d seen footage of some of the things he’d done on tv.

Lifting cars, punching bank robbers, soaring through the sky with the agility and ease of an acrobat. It was a bit terrifying.

“I-I”

“Did you talk to the police?”

The question caught you a bit off guard, and suddenly it made sense. Of course he came back to interrogate you.

You did your best to steady your voice before you spoke.

“No. No I didn’t. They didn’t come by and I didn’t see a reason to walk into a precinct and tell them about my Monday night activities.”

It was a bit snarky, but it felt warranted seeing as how he barely waited a full two days before he assumed you’d ratted him out.

The space was quiet, and his mask eyes narrowed in a manner that made you wonder what kind of electronics he had on those things that seemed to mirror his serious expressions that copied his tone.

Now that you were getting a better look, you had to admit the suit was impressive. The navy and crimson designs were intricate, almost calculated. The insignia on his chest was a spider, which made sense given the nickname.

“Why did you help me?”

His tone suddenly sounded accusing, like he was expecting an extortion or some ulterior motive. If you were in his position, maybe you would have thought the same.

In this situation, you could lie. Say that you were scared and you thought he would hurt you, so you acted in a way to save your own life. But he would surely see past that, or maybe not.

You could say any number of things, yet the truth, it felt almost warranted.

So you sucked up your nerves, and you told him.

“No one..no one has ever tried to help me. Not really. I’ve always been told to fend for myself and suck it up. For a while I guess I just accepted it. All I’ve ever wanted was for one person just to see that I needed help and reach out and offer a hand, but no one did.”

You swallow, looking at your feet.

“When I saw you there hurt, beaten down I just..wanted to help you the way no one had ever done for me. I thought at the very least, I could help the guy that protects helpless people like me everyday..”

It was the truth, and you supposed he believed it. His form looked like it had relaxed just a little and he looked to the side.

“You didn’t just help me, you saved my life.”

His words made your eyes grow wide, and before you could stop it, you were smiling, then crying. You dropped to your knees, sobbing pathetically.

“Thank goodness…”

It must have taken him a lot to admit that he needed help, but this one visit, those simple words made you unimaginably happy. 

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Hashirama Senju (Naruto) - Oneshot

You’ve known Hashirama all your life. 

You grew up with him, so you knew how much of an imbecile he was. He was just a few years older, so it was no surprise that you looked up to him. Between all the friendships, chaos, wars, you never really knew how certain things would end. Given what an idiot is, there was cause for worry.

Yes, he might have been a complete clown, but more than anything you knew, Hashirama was one of the most dependable and strongest men that you’ve ever known.

“Senju-sama.”

You walked into the office of the Hokage and he lifted his head with a smile.

“(Y/N)-san, I told you, there’s no need to address me so formally. We’re friends.”

“As you wish, Senju-sama.”

He just sighed in defeat, and you stepped over, handing over your report from your mission.

He took the documents, immediately looking it over.

“It seems you’ve done pretty well, no casualties?”

“None.”

He nods, eyes still scanning the documents.

“It’s hard to believe, it feels like just yesterday you were a rookie, and now you’re a Jonin. One of the best. If you’d tried to become hokage you probably would have beaten me.”

“Without a doubt.”

He sulked.

“How cruel (Y/N)-san.”

You were used to his neurotic behavior.

“You should stop holding onto the past.”

Your words made him look up. While your expressions tended to be quite stern, he understood in a sense why you said such a thing.

The war between the Uchiha Clan was messy. Despite the bad blood, Madara was still his friend. A friend he had to kill.

“I always wondered, but you’ve never forgiven me, have you (Y/N).”

You grew stiff, and you just diverted your gaze.

“There isn’t a need for forgiveness. He was an enemy, you were protecting the village. In war, people die. That’s life.”

With that you turned, and he watched as you disappeared in a cloud.

“No need for forgiveness huh.”

He wished he could believe it.

But the memories he held were different.

“M-Madara-san, train with me!!” You called.

“I-Idiot!! What are you doing here!!”

You were laughing, and Hashirama looked just as surprised. While he tended to come on his own to visit Madara, he was certain no one followed, especially you. They were all pretty much children, but you were younger, so the fact that you’d managed to follow without his knowledge was a bit impressive.

“I’m practically a Jonin, Hashirama didn’t even know I was here!!”

You were grinning and Madara turned to Hashirama with a glare.

“YOU IDIOT!!”

Hashirama flinched, dropping to his knees as he sulked.

“You’re right I’m an idiot.”

You just continued to laugh as you jumped on Hashirama’s back.

“Don’t worry, I still love you even if you’re an idiot.”

You were grinning and Madara merely smiled when Hashirama started laughing along with you.

Those days felt like centuries ago.

“No use dwelling on it.”

He couldn’t change what happened, he could only hope for a better future.

So he carried on.

Assigning missions, visits from Tobirama who never failed to tell him when he was doing or saying something stupid, and then trips you would make to be of assistance.

Weeks tend to become crazy, so he’s not surprised when you stop by one night with a bento which he took happily. You just frowned at the messy state of his office.

“Your office is horrible.”

He stopped mid bite to sulk and you just started clearing off the mess. It’s obvious that he’d been spending a few nights here. There was an array of cup noodles and other foods, along with some gambling items. You glared when you saw the first one and he froze.

“I-It’s not as bad as it seems.”

You looked him right in the eye as you threw away any of the tickets that haven't been used and he spent the next ten minutes crying about it.

“You need to stop acting like an idiot, you’re a grown man.” You grumbled.

He just rubbed the back of his head.

“According to Tobirama that is debatable.”

“I’m not surprised.”

Hashirama could only laugh.

Once you’d cleaned up everything, his desk was starting to actually look like one again.

“Look at that, I might just have to appoint you secretary.”

“To see your face all day, no thanks.”

Cue another sulk.

“You’re right, my face is deplorable.”

“He’ll never change.”

At this point you shouldn’t be surprised.

For a moment you just watch him. While he’s nothing short of a buffoon, you have to admit that you feel secure knowing the village is under his care. He’s always been steadfast in his work and you’ve always..always..

Your eyes move to your feet.

“Even now I can’t even admit it to myself.”

It’s a bit pathetic, this one sided pining.

“(Y/N).”

You look up, a bit startled that he’s standing right before you. You hadn’t even realized that he got out of his seat.

“Is everything alright?”

How do you answer such a question?

Physically you’re fine.

There’s no reason to worry him over something so trivial.

“I’m fine. You should be more worried about yourself. All that junk food can’t be good for you.”

You turn, heading for the door.

“You can’t run the village if you don’t look after your health. Try to be more conscious.”

Once again you’re retreating. Seems that’s the only thing you’re truly good at.

“Have you forgiven me?”

You stop in place.

“Why the hell does he keep bringing that up?”

It’s irritating.

“I know there must be some part of you that’s angry with me.”

“Stop spouting nonsense.”

How could he even think that?

You don’t want to have this conversation.

“I have to go.”

You go marching right out the door, and Hashirama’s eyes stay planted in that direction.

You always do that, run when you feel he’s getting too close. When anyone gets close. That night as you’re tucked into your bed, you can’t seem to fall asleep. Your eyes move to the window and when you feel that familiar stream of chakra you sigh.

“Are you going to keep hiding like a stalker?”

In a second, he is standing in your room. He just laughs.

“I thought it would be nice to check in, since you took care of me.”

A stupid excuse. You can see right through him.

“The Hokage shouldn’t be running errands for villagers.” You reason.

You straighten in your bed.

Now that he’s here, there’s no use avoiding the conversation. You feel like a hypocrite, lecturing him about holding onto the past when you’re the one who’s stuck there.

Your head lowers, and when he takes in the heavy look in your eyes, he moves over, taking a seat next to you on the bed.

“I wasn’t angry at you.”

He turns to you, ready to hear whatever you have to say.

“I knew how close you were, how close we both were. I know it must have killed you inside to be the one who had to stop him. But you did so, regardless. You did what you could to protect the village. After that, you were distant and I felt useless.”

Your eyes moved to your lap.

“I thought that if I could become stronger, then the next time we face such a battle, I would be the one to fight. I wanted to spare you pain because I..I..”

Your hands shake.

“I love you..Hashirama…”

You can’t look up, you’re a bit terrified to see what kind of reaction he has. When his palm closes over your own, you lift your head, and his smile is warm.

“I’m glad.”

Your cheeks flush and you look away.

“Y-You’re still an idiot..”

You mumble.

You expect his usual reaction, but he lets out a soft laugh that warms your heart.

“Then it’s a miracle. I am grateful to you.”

Your cheeks just darken. It’s annoying how happy his words make you.

“Aren’t you going to look at me?”

You shake your head childishly. He’s still smiling.

“I would prefer to see your face when I tell you that I love you (Y/N).”

Your eyes widen and you turn to him in shock.

His expression holds so much love. When he cups your cheeks, your eyes shake.

“I’m sorry that it’s taken me so long to tell you.”

Your brows knit, and you barely have a chance to say much before his lips are pressed to your own. Your body trembles slightly at the touch. There was a time you thought these feelings would go nowhere. You’d made yourself physically tough and tried your hardest to block everything else out. Even love. After losing a friend, you supposed you just didn’t want to feel pain like that again.

Love is painful, but also beautiful. You're grateful to Hashirama for reminding you. His touch, his kiss, it’s everything you’ve ever imagined. He tastes so sweet, you’re not even sure how that’s possible. One of your hands moves to his shoulder, gripping at the material there. 

You release a soft moan when his lips part for a second and he urges you to do the same. He pulls back, just an inch to look at you, and for a moment you do before he claims your lips again, deepening the kiss. You feel lost in the feel of it, your body feels a bit warm.

You lean into him, and you assume he’s about to do the same.

However, a hand lands and your breast and your face heats up. You pull back hurriedly, covering your chest.

“P-Pervert!! Where are you touching!!”

“Eh? I thought you said you loved me? Do you know how long I’ve wanted to hear those words?”

“Y-You shameless bastard!!”

He laughs, and when he presses you lightly against the bed, you’re stunned. You fall into your back, flustered. His hands are at your sides on the bed, and you feel a bit captured.

“I love you (Y/N).”

The confession has you red as a cheery, and he leans in, pressing another kiss to your lips. Your brows knit, and he smiles against your lips when he feels your return eagerly.

“How cute.”

He's grown used to your personality. You were a lot more honest when you were younger. Now you’re a lot more reserved, but he’s still very keen to your reactions, your desires, your heart.

This time his hand slides under your shirt, and you can’t fight back the moan. He pulls away to press kisses to your neck.

You grab at the material on his back as his hand begins to explore.

“H-Hashirama…”

He hums, lips brushing your ear.

“Would you like me to stop?”

There’s a teasing tone in his voice and you quiver when he nips at your ear.

“Tell me.”

He’s being so smug, you should sock him in the stomach, but you don’t have the nerve. You just pull him closer.

“N-No..”

He smiles, leaning in for another kiss as he removes his hand altogether. For a moment you’re lost in the kiss, and when he pulls back, your eyes flutter open and he’s just smiling. He’s pulled you both back into a seated position.

“Let’s stop here today (Y/N).”

For a moment you just stare at him, and then you gape, embarrassed.

He played you.

“B-BASTARD!!”

You punch him right in the jaw and he goes flying out the window.

He will forever be an idiot.

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 7

“(Y/N)-san!!”

You grunted, picking yourself up off the ground. The call of another reaper drew your attention. Increased activity in the Rukongai isn’t anything new.

You were however not expecting half a dozen hollows. You’d managed to subdue two, and your friends had gotten a few. But it didn’t happen without injury. Despite your strength, there were still a lot of factors.

Like the speed of this hollow that seemed to rival that of a captain’s. You had just barely avoided a beam. The slip up had caused one to get in a cheap shot. Now you’re still facing two significantly huge hollows and your shoulder is bleeding profusely from where the beast had bit you.

Forcing your blade into the ground, you did your best to stay upright.

“Shit.”

Your vision was going in and out. For a moment you’re able to focus just enough to spot a figure in the trees ahead.

“A…reaper..”

It couldn’t be. He’s not with the rest, and there’s a flash of a smile on his lips.

You could vaguely hear another reaper calling, but his voice was faint. You groan at the flash of pain that runs through your body.

“Watch out!!”

All you could get yourself to do was prepare for the attack. The very real enemy coming for you at incredible speed was anticipated. You lifted your sword, or tried to. You prepared for it, the pain, but you were lifted off the ground and the soft hold of your protector was confusing. When you opened your eyes, you stared.

“T-Taicho..”

He was holding you to his chest with one hand, his sword drawn with the other. The mass of flower petals were all you saw. Just like that the space was encased, and all you could hear was the cry of the remaining hollows as they were easily subdued.

The second his blade returned to normal, the area was cleared. The reapers present looked a bit relieved. Byakuya lowered his blade, looking down at you.

“You were reckless.”

You could just offer a weak smile.

“Gomen…Taich..”

Your head dropped to the side, and before the others could panic, he was gone, most likely to the fourth squad.

~

“Unohana-taicho, we have a few more from the Rukongai.”

Isane rolled up her sleeves as some of the squad members continued to guide injured reapers into the room. She was dispersing people as she saw fit. Thankfully only a handful of reapers had truly been hurt. So far there hadn’t been any detrimental wounds.

A body landed within the space, and when she lifted her head, she saw the blood. Both on the injured reapers' robes, as well as her savior. Byakuya’s eyes were resolute. Hanataro seemed startled.

“(Y/N)-san..”

Your eyes were closed and all he could process was the amount of blood.

“Place her over here.” Unohana instructed.

Byakuya followed to the empty bed, placing you gently down. Your body sank against the mattress.

“Hanataro, we need some washcloths and a new set of clean robes immediately. “

He was still, just watching the scene in fear.

“Hanataro.”

This time her tone knocked him out of it, and he was nodding.

“Y-Yes Taicho!”

He was off without a second thought, and Unohana raised her hands, the familiar glow present. Byakuya sheathed his blade, staring down at your form. Unohana sighed when she saw that the wounds hadn’t been as deep as she initially thought.

With a soft smile, she spoke.

“Her wounds are not as bad as I anticipated. With any luck she should make a full recovery within a few days.”

Byakuya was relieved to say the least.

“It was nice of you to look out for her.”

“She is my subordinate.”

He said it like that explained everything. Unohana merely released a soft laugh, and the little sound you made drew both their attention.

Your eyes began to open slowly, and you looked up.

“Kuchiki..taicho..?”

Your words were a bit slurred, and Unohana sent you a smile.

“Try not to move (Y/N)-san. Everything is under control. You should rest.”

Your brows were knitted.

“Taicho is so nice..you always protect me Taicho…I really like working for Taicho..”

You were just muttering and Unohana sent a look at Byakuya.

“Oh my, it seems she’s become quite honest.”

She was teasing, but he paid no mind.

“Taicho’s hair is so pretty….just like his zanpaktou… so handsome..” Your smile was warm, and his eyes widened just a fraction before he turned abruptly.

“It seems you have it all handled. I’ll be taking my leave.”

He was gone before she could respond, and Hanataro returned, relieved when he saw your eyes were open.

“(Y/N)-san!”

He raced to your side with the items in his hands. Your little smile was a bit puzzling to him.

“Taicho’s arms are so warm..”

You mumbled some other words and Hanataro turned to Unohana for an explanation. She just gave a grin.

“Even someone as prideful as him can get bashful. How cute.”

An adorable discovery indeed. 

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Minato Namikaze - Short Story AU: Chapter 7

Somehow you’d been tricked, because you still don’t recall agreeing to this.

“Now Senju-san and I are a couple.”

Minato’s bold statement made every teacher in the lounge freeze and you just looked away shyly.

“I-It’s true.”

You mutter.

He just continued to smile, taking your hand.

“I’m looking forward to making her my wife.”

“W-WIFE!! WE’VE BEEN DATING FOR LIKE A WEEK!!”

“So you don’t want to be my wife?”

He was giving you that look again.

“GYAH!! STOP IT WITH THE PUPPY DOG EYES!! FINE I’LL MARRY YOU!!”

He was once agin beaming.

“Arigatou, Senju-san.”

Everyone in the room sweatdropped.

“He has her wrapped around his finger.”

It was clear there was little you could do but go along with his antics, especially when he smiled at you.

“Those damn blue eyes.”

You’re certainly a sucker for handsome men.

You have no choice but to go about your day as normal. Trying to get the best of Minato is not possible.

The knock on your door diverts your attention and you look up.

“Come in.”

The door opens, and in walks the object of all your affections. Your cheeks flush despite yourself.

“Gomen, my class was a little rowdy today. Naruto is quite energetic.”

You understand because you teach him as well.

Minato is holding a bento and you tilt your head when you realize something.

“Ano, Namikaze-san, is there a chance you and Naruto are related?”

He nods.

“Hai, he’s my nephew. My brother’s first child.”

You can’t believe you’d never noticed before.

“It must be fun teaching your family.”

Minato nods, taking a seat at the desk with you.

“It is. He’s a bit of a trouble maker. I suppose I have you to thank for helping tame him.”

You lift your chin with a grin.

“What can I say, I’m just that good with kids.”

Minato placed his chin in his palm with a smile.

“When we have kids I know you’ll be great with them.”

“Of course!”

You’re so busy boasting that you don’t fully hear the statement. However, the second it plays over in your mind, your face is red.

“W-What do you mean our kids!!”

“I really would like to have kids, wouldn’t you Senju-san?”

Your eyebrows twitch at the puppy dog expression on his face.

“This man is dangerous..”

You need to be on your guard.

After lunch, you’re off to your class. Your relationship with Minato seems to be the talk of the school, because your students ambush you the second you're inside.

“Sensei! Is it true that you and Namikaze-sensei are dating?”

Sakura is standing at your desk with a smile and you flush.

“A-Ah, hai.”

It’s not like you can really deny it.

She swoons, and when her eyes move in the direction of Sasuke, you can see the way he stiffens in his seat. You just laugh. Hinata’s eyes have also drifted to Naruto. When he catches her gaze, he just smiles with a thumbs up. Hinata looks down hurriedly.

You can’t help but smile.

“I guess love is in the air.”

It’s funny to think about.

As the day goes on you feel strangely relaxed. Maybe you’re just grateful for the quiet. After that situation with those students, you’re more than happy to relax. You’re not surprised when you leave for the day and Minato is waiting for you outside the school. The moment he sees you he smiles, holding out his hand.

Minato has always been a nice person, so you’re not really surprised at the gesture. Yet somehow, the fact that you’re both actually a couple is still a bit hard to believe. Minato and you are like opposite sides of a coin.

Taking his hand, you try to hide your blush as you both walk down the street.

“I should have asked this before, but you have really weird taste in women, don’t you Namikaze-san?”

He stares at you innocently.

“I just like assertive women.”

You look away.

“Like I said, weird. Aren’t you afraid I’ll toss you around?”

It’s a common fear among the men that you’ve tried to pursue.

“I’m counting on it.”

His statement makes you gape and when you look at him, he smirks.

“I don’t mind if you get rough with me, Se-ju-san~”

Heat crawls up your neck.

“P-Pervert!!”

He just laughs.

“Only for you.”

He leans in placing a kiss on your cheek and you realize that you’ve fallen right into his trap. 

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Urahara Kisuke - Short Story: Chapter 7

It was safe to say for the days that followed you didn’t see much of him. 

Nor could you forget how good his touch felt in those few fleeting moments before you’d reacted so poorly.

You’d admitted a while ago that you cared for the man. You just didn’t realize how much until he looked at you that way.

Like you were something precious that he wanted. Your face heated just thinking of it.

You need to see him, clarify, explain.

It was a bit hard given your schedule. You’d gotten a bit busy with work, and you supposed the same must have happened with him.

By the end of the week it became clear that you would have to be the one to make the first move.

When you showed up at his store, the flustered look he wore was easy to read.

“(L/N)-san, w-what a surprise.”

He was laughing loudly for no reason and you glared.

“Are you really going to pretend?”

His laughter slowly died down and he rubbed the back of his head. He probably would have felt a bit more at ease if there was actually anyone here but him. You’d pretty much cornered him in his room. Given how poorly he reacted, he couldn’t really be mad.

From his expression it was clear he wasn’t sure what to say.

“Listen, there’s no need to worry about what happened. It was a lapse in judgment on my part. It won’t happen again so you don’t have to be so serious about the whole thing. It was just an old lonely shopkeeper acting on a one sided interest. “

He started laughing again and somehow it made you mad. Your head lowered.

“Y-You’re wrong..”

Your soft mutter made him pause. You were gripping the sleeve of your shirt, and when he finally looked directly at you, he didn’t expect the blush that adorned your cheeks.

“I-It’s not one sided. I-I was just surprised. I-I’ve always run away from everything in my life, b-but I don’t want to run away from you so please..”

You flash stepped forward, and he was a bit taken aback when you hugged him tightly, clutching onto his robes.

“P-Please don’t run away from me…”

The desperation of your plea, doubled with your hold made him realize just how much you’d probably been holding this in. His intention had been to play off his feelings so you wouldn’t feel pressured or uncomfortable in his presence. But it’s clear that he’d got it completely wrong. He sighed, wearing a smile as he returned the embrace.

“I’m sorry for making you feel so uneasy. I should have handled this differently. I suppose there are still a few things I need to learn.”

You loosened your hold, and when you looked up, he was wearing a smile.

“Maybe in the future I should-”

His eyes grew wide when you gripped the lapels of his coat and pulled him in for a kiss. His hands were extended awkwardly, a blush gracing his cheeks. Your face wasn’t much better, but you seemed so content with the touch, and his eyes slowly closed as he happily returned the kiss.

His lips felt warm, soft, and you’d never realized how good he smelt before. You supposed working around sweets and other treats had a lot to do with that.

It also explained why he tasted so sweet. You took a step forward and he stumbled, falling onto the bed at the shift in weight. Your lips separated and all he could really do was gape.

“W-Wait a second (L/N)-san, m-maybe we should pace ourselves.”

Your hands moved to the front of his robes and he squealed when you pulled the fabric open.

“Can we have sex?”

“So bold!!”

He seemed to run through a list of why you should wait, and when he felt you drop your head on his chest, his ranting stopped.

“I-I’ve never experienced this before so please..be my first..”

He could hear the bashfulness in your voice, and the restraint he was trying so hard to maintain felt like it snapped right there and then.

You squeaked when your back hit the mattress, and when you realized that his hat was now laying on the floor, your cheeks heated up. You always seemed to become more aware of him when his hat was gone.

“You really shouldn’t tempt a man like that.”

The statement made your breath stagger, and when his hand slipped under your shirt, you couldn’t help but look away a bit shyly. He smirked, lowering as he pressed a kiss to your neck, hand cupping your breast. A soft sound escaped you, hand reaching out to grip at his green robes.

“What a cute sound.”

He teased when he pulled back. His hands moved to his coat, and he slipped it off easily. The view of his chest seemed more present without the extra piece of clothing. Your lips quivered in anticipation, and when his focus moved to your pants, you could just watch.

He seemed to be careful with everything. Hands moving to the edge of your shorts as he slid them down your legs. When you pressed your legs together shyly, he stopped for a moment with a soft smile.

“If you’d like to stop, please tell me.”

You shook your head, shooting up into a seated position.

“I-I don’t!!”

You were adamant, and he laughed.

“Then you should hurry out of all those clothes (L/N)-san.”

Another teasing.

You puffed your cheeks, and he didn’t expect it when you swiftly removed your shirt and bra in one go. Both articles dropped to the floor as you looked at him, urging that he do the same. He couldn’t stop his smile.

“It seems I’m no match for you.”

He reached for the tie at his waist, and the minute his robes sagged at the shoulder, the sight of his exposed torso left you a bit breathless. He was a lot more muscular than you expected. His robes are apparently a bit deceiving.

A little squeal left your lips when he playfully tackled you to the bed. You meant to retaliate, but his lips moved to your neck and all coherent thought went right out the window. His hands were exploring your body, and you were shyly trying to keep in any moans. He must have caught on, because his lips moved to your ear, and it became harder.

“How cute.”

He licked your ear and a pleasant shiver ran up your spine.

“I’m gonna make sure you’re nice and wet.”

His hand slipped into your underwear, and you gasped at the sensation of his fingers stroking your heat. Your legs trembled and despite your best efforts, a loud moan followed. All he was doing was slow tender touches, but you were falling apart. Urahara licked his lips, pleased with the sight of you so aroused beneath him.

His lips moved to your neck, and you jolted slightly when he gave a soft nibble. Your brows knitted as you continued to moan at the soft bites he was now littering on your skin. His slow touches had increased in speed, and the tinge in your stomach had you a bit startled. You made a grab at his shoulders.

“U-Urahara!”

He just hummed, and when he pinched that little bundle of nerves, your hips jerked forward into his palm as you cried out. The suddenness of it had you whimpering as you continued to hold unto him. The wave felt like it took so long to pass and when your hips lowered, he pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“Did it feel that good?”

He whispered into your ear.

Another whimper left your lips at his tone, and when he slid your panties off, you found yourself anticipating what was to come next. His hand gently parted your thighs, and you gasped when you felt his hardened member at your entrance. He stopped for a moment, and you could tell from his expression what he was going to ask.

“P-Please..”

You were desperate, and he bit his lip, nodding as he slowly pushed his way through. You held on, very aware of the soft grunts Urahara let out.

It took a moment, but he was fully inside, and you were trying to calm down your heart rate. It felt like it was about to jump right out of your chest. You were skin to skin, and the heat from both your bodies was everything you never knew you needed.

His hand on your thighs had tightened a bit, and when you chanced a look, you could see the slightly strained look on his face as he smiled at you.

“You’re..so tight..”

You flushed.

“I-I’m sorry..”

You weren’t sure if it was a good or bad thing. Urahara merely chuckled, and your eyes widened at the jolt that ran through your body.

“W-Why are you getting bigger!”

This time he couldn’t help but laugh, and he gave a playfully roll of his hips that made you let out a strangled moan. Your hands were fighting to hold him, and when he saw the reaction, he grinned.

The next thrust was a bit harsher and the moan that you let out was much louder. The second he started moving, you couldn’t do much but writhe and moan beneath him. He seemed to be hitting the perfect spot, because every time he drew back and pushed his way in, your body would tremble in response. You were a mess, alternating between holding him and crying out. Before you knew it, his thrusts had increased in speed and strength.

You didn’t expect it when he slightly adjusted your body on the bed and lifted one of your legs, thrusting into you from an angle. This time you actually screamed and he chuckled into your ear, nibbling softly.

“So vocal just for me.”

Your hands moved to the bed sheets, and when he shifted again, you were grabbing at a pillow when he pulled out to offer you a chance to catch your breath. You were panting, stomach pressed to the bed as you fought to put your thoughts together.

You barely thought much of it when you felt him lifting your hips. When you felt the tip of him again, your eyes widened and you barely had a chance to say much before he was sliding back into you.

The angle felt amazing, and now you were hugging the pillow as he continued his steady thrusts from behind. Your body jerked with each movement, unable to process much but the blinding pleasure of each action.

You could feel his chest against your back, and when he covered his hand over yours softly and picked up the pace, you were teetering. He was leaving kisses at the back of your neck as he whispered soft encouragement and endearing words at your reactions to everything that he did.

You were completely at his mercy and he was loving it.

You hadn’t lasted much longer than that first time. The feeling in your lower belly returned, this time much sharper than before. You gasped, and he must have realized, because he just continued to thrust faster.

You were almost gasping his name, and when your release hit, another scream echoed in the room. Urahara groaned in pleasure, riding out your orgasm that had triggered his own.

You were sure how long it took to come down. When he finally slid out, you slumped into the sheets, body spent. Urahara dropped right next to you, a sleek sheet of sweat on his face, and a content smile on his lips.

You were still getting your breath together and he gazed at you fondly, hand reaching out to comb through your hair. You looked so beautifully disheveled.

He leaned over, dropping a kiss on the top of your head as you blushed, burying your face into the pillow.

“What a cute reaction~”.

He was looking forward to seeing many more.