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baroqueangel) wrote2013-03-12 12:54 pm
baroqueangel) wrote2013-03-12 12:54 pm
Drabble - Trick or Treat
Title: Trick or Treat
Pairing/Characters: Kenpachi/Ikkaku
Rating: PG-13
Warning: I’m sure there are some but I can’t think of anything except insanity.
Words: 688
Summary: Soul society is throwing a Halloween party, some of the fancy dress outfits inspire fun.
A.N: I wrote this for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cheshirejin as a trick or treat fic to a meme I posted last Halloween. I posted the fic in the comments there and have now decided it is time to post it properly (mostly so that I can add it to my master list in my current productive phase).
Kenpachi sighed and not for the first time that night. What the hell was Halloween anyway? After spending some time in the living world some of the vice captains and seated officers had come back raving about it and to help with moral after recent events the higher ups had agreed to throw a costume party.
Kenpachi didn’t understand why he had to go but he wasn’t going to argue with Yachiru. That child could be scarier than him sometimes. She had been bouncing around saying something about bowls full of candy and how they had to go and Kenpachi had just given in. It was often easier that way.
“I am not wearing this!”
Kenpachi’s head turned towards the door or more precisely the room beyond it and the shouting coming from there. That had sounded like Ikkaku.
“You look cute cue ball.”
And that was Yachiru.
“I do not look cute and I am not wearing this!”
“Everyone’s wearing a costume cue ball, isn’t that right feathers?”
“But why do I have to wear this costume?”
“I borrowed it from Jiggles, I thought it would suit you.”
“I’d rather let you chew on my head than show up dressed like this.”
“I bet Ken-Chan will like it.”
Now that peaked Kenpachi’s interest. Just what had Yachiru forced Ikkaku to wear that he would like? He decided to find out.
He walked straight towards the door and pulled it open. The sight that greeted him was so strange he wasn’t sure whether he should laugh or just close the door and walk away pretending he had seen nothing.
Yachiru probably had the less insane outfit, although that wasn’t saying much considering she was dressed up as a sweet wrapper and the least said about Yumichika and his obvious love of feathers the better.
Kenpachi could see why Ikkaku was not pleased with his outfit though. Yachiru had outdone herself this time. He was surprised that the bald man had let her get as far as she had with playing dress up.
He was wearing socks that were pulled up to his knees. A skirt that barely reached down below his thighs, a shirt that, considering how it gaped at the front, probably belonged to that Orihime chick and Yachiru was currently trying to get him into a curly blonde wig.
Kenpachi held back a laugh as Ikkaku looked at him with complete mortification before finally exploding.
“That’s it! I am not going!” He turned to leave but Kenpachi grabbed his wrist.
“Aw, but cue ball…”
Yachiru stopped when Kenpachi held up a hand. She looked expectantly at her Ken-Chan as he tried to compose himself.
“I’ll deal with this Yachiru, you and ‘feathers’ here get going to the party. We’ll meet you there.”
Yachiru looked between the two men before nodding and grabbing Yumichika’s hand and pulling him out of the room and towards the bowls of candy just waiting for her at the party.
“I’m not going dressed like this captain.” Ikkaku looked down at Kenpachi’s hand on his wrist and tried to pull away. Kenpachi just tightened his grip.
“I must admit, Yachiru has outdone herself. Is that outfit complete?” Kenpachi leered at Ikkaku but the bald man didn’t seem to get it.
“What d’ya mean captain?”
Kenpachi pulled Ikkaku closer towards himself, a smirk on his face. When Ikkaku was close enough he slipped the hand that was not gripping the bald man’s wrist up under the short skirt.
“I mean, do you have the panties on or are you still wearing your fundoshi?”
“Captain!” Ikkaku spluttered as Kenpachi went in for the kill. It didn’t take him long to find out that it was indeed the panties, panties that were trying and failing to restrain a growing need of Ikkaku’s. Panties that weren’t going to be trying for much longer because they would in fact be somewhere on the floor after Kenpachi had ripped them off in his haste to take his third seated officer.
They never did make it to that Halloween party. Ikkaku was going to be keeping the outfit though.
Pairing/Characters: Kenpachi/Ikkaku
Rating: PG-13
Warning: I’m sure there are some but I can’t think of anything except insanity.
Words: 688
Summary: Soul society is throwing a Halloween party, some of the fancy dress outfits inspire fun.
A.N: I wrote this for
cheshirejin as a trick or treat fic to a meme I posted last Halloween. I posted the fic in the comments there and have now decided it is time to post it properly (mostly so that I can add it to my master list in my current productive phase).Kenpachi sighed and not for the first time that night. What the hell was Halloween anyway? After spending some time in the living world some of the vice captains and seated officers had come back raving about it and to help with moral after recent events the higher ups had agreed to throw a costume party.
Kenpachi didn’t understand why he had to go but he wasn’t going to argue with Yachiru. That child could be scarier than him sometimes. She had been bouncing around saying something about bowls full of candy and how they had to go and Kenpachi had just given in. It was often easier that way.
“I am not wearing this!”
Kenpachi’s head turned towards the door or more precisely the room beyond it and the shouting coming from there. That had sounded like Ikkaku.
“You look cute cue ball.”
And that was Yachiru.
“I do not look cute and I am not wearing this!”
“Everyone’s wearing a costume cue ball, isn’t that right feathers?”
“But why do I have to wear this costume?”
“I borrowed it from Jiggles, I thought it would suit you.”
“I’d rather let you chew on my head than show up dressed like this.”
“I bet Ken-Chan will like it.”
Now that peaked Kenpachi’s interest. Just what had Yachiru forced Ikkaku to wear that he would like? He decided to find out.
He walked straight towards the door and pulled it open. The sight that greeted him was so strange he wasn’t sure whether he should laugh or just close the door and walk away pretending he had seen nothing.
Yachiru probably had the less insane outfit, although that wasn’t saying much considering she was dressed up as a sweet wrapper and the least said about Yumichika and his obvious love of feathers the better.
Kenpachi could see why Ikkaku was not pleased with his outfit though. Yachiru had outdone herself this time. He was surprised that the bald man had let her get as far as she had with playing dress up.
He was wearing socks that were pulled up to his knees. A skirt that barely reached down below his thighs, a shirt that, considering how it gaped at the front, probably belonged to that Orihime chick and Yachiru was currently trying to get him into a curly blonde wig.
Kenpachi held back a laugh as Ikkaku looked at him with complete mortification before finally exploding.
“That’s it! I am not going!” He turned to leave but Kenpachi grabbed his wrist.
“Aw, but cue ball…”
Yachiru stopped when Kenpachi held up a hand. She looked expectantly at her Ken-Chan as he tried to compose himself.
“I’ll deal with this Yachiru, you and ‘feathers’ here get going to the party. We’ll meet you there.”
Yachiru looked between the two men before nodding and grabbing Yumichika’s hand and pulling him out of the room and towards the bowls of candy just waiting for her at the party.
“I’m not going dressed like this captain.” Ikkaku looked down at Kenpachi’s hand on his wrist and tried to pull away. Kenpachi just tightened his grip.
“I must admit, Yachiru has outdone herself. Is that outfit complete?” Kenpachi leered at Ikkaku but the bald man didn’t seem to get it.
“What d’ya mean captain?”
Kenpachi pulled Ikkaku closer towards himself, a smirk on his face. When Ikkaku was close enough he slipped the hand that was not gripping the bald man’s wrist up under the short skirt.
“I mean, do you have the panties on or are you still wearing your fundoshi?”
“Captain!” Ikkaku spluttered as Kenpachi went in for the kill. It didn’t take him long to find out that it was indeed the panties, panties that were trying and failing to restrain a growing need of Ikkaku’s. Panties that weren’t going to be trying for much longer because they would in fact be somewhere on the floor after Kenpachi had ripped them off in his haste to take his third seated officer.
They never did make it to that Halloween party. Ikkaku was going to be keeping the outfit though.
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