Music Meme!
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them
Fandom: Bleach
Rating: PG-13, for mentions of sex and some F-bombs
Pairings/Characters: Ikkaku/Yumichika
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"Roll to Me" -Del Amitri (00:02:11)
"Eh, Yumichika, are you… crying?"
"Don't be ridiculous, crying is most certainly NOT beautiful. I just got something in… both of my eyes."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Yumichika-"
"That bastard… the one from kidou class, he totally dumped me. Me. I hate this fucking academy, I don't know why we have to go here."
Ikkaku came to sit down by his friend and snake an arm around his shoulders, which most certainly weren't shaking slightly with small sobs.
"My Humps" -Black Eyed Peas (00:05:27)
Yumichika and Ikkaku had been sitting in comfortable silence atop the roof of a random building in Karakura as they waited for further orders. The great mystery of the origins of fancy Onigiri was driving Ikkaku to madness. It was only at hearing Yumichika's voice that he was pulled out of the great rice ball conspiracy his mind had been concocting.
"What did you say?"
"I asked you if I had junk in the trunk."
"What fucking trunk?… We don't have a trunk."
"How the hell should I know? This magazine says that men want someone with junk in the trunk."
"Is that anything like emotional baggage?"
"I don't think so, no one wants a partner with lots of emotional baggage."
"Hmm…. I'm sure if it's something desirable that you have it Yumichika."
"Of course! You're right," he smiled giddily. "I must have junk in the trunk."
"Umbrella" -Rhianna (00:04:15)
Yumichika was certain that he recalled rain being beautiful back in the living world, even if he couldn't remember anything else about that life. In Rukongai, however, it was as if the water pouring from the sky were dirty and hard and disgusting, falling to the earth only to mix with the dirt and turn the streets to sludge.
Ikkaku, wiping someone else's blood from his brow (obviously too easy a fight), approached where he was sitting on a up under an awning. "Come on Yumichika, let's go."
"I don't want to get my feet dirty or my hair wet. The rain here is disgusting."
"Oh my fucking god…. I don't have an umbrella but I'll carry ya on my back."
He smiled, "okay!"
"Heart Shaped Box" -Evanescence cover (00:02:48)
Ikkaku couldn't believe he was going back there. His fucking feet were traitors, their taking him back to that bar, in a district of Rukongai that he should have left weeks ago (he'd already kicked everyone's ass at least twice), was the ultimate betrayal. All to see that goddamn beautiful, poor excuse for a male, bartender. Yumichika. A man shouldn't be so damn pretty, or seductive, without even trying. His beauty was effortless. And a fucking pretty boy shouldn't be full of such good advice, as though he actually understood anything and everything Ikkaku ever felt about fighting.
"Over and Over" -Nelly featuring Tim McGraw (00:04:13)
Yumichika had taken his time telling Ikkaku how he felt about him. Had hesitated for a century to tell him that he loved him. He had taken for granted that Ikkaku would always be his, even if only in friendship, that no one would steal the bald man's heart from him. No one could ever understand Ikkaku like he could.
It was on the same day he'd finally steeled his resolve and planned to tell Ikkaku that Ikkaku revealed to him the most heartbreaking news he'd ever heard.
"I have something to tell you."
"Me too!" He looked so excited. "Damn, don't look so depressed… I'll go first, good news before bad news… I got lucky!" From there he proceeded to tell Yumichika how he'd managed to seduce the Fukutaichou of the twelfth, who he'd secretly been in lust (and more, Yumichika could tell from his demeanor) with for decades.
"Now what did you want to tell me?"
"Total Eclipse of the Heart" -Bonnie Tyler (00:06:51)
It wasn't until after Ikkaku's body had fallen to the hard asphalt, followed by the defeated Arrancar's form, that Yumichika realized how incredibly quickly his heart had been beating, or how his back was wet with cold sweat, or the way his knuckles ached from having been clenched so tightly.
And it wasn't until after they'd brought Ikkaku back to that Keigo kid's house, after that ugly girl had thrown herself at him, and after he'd gotten the bald man upstairs and as cleaned up as possible, that Yumichika realized just how deeply the thought of Ikkaku dying affected him.
He came to lie on the bed beside Ikkaku, spooning against his back, his arms wrapping around Ikkaku's chest, holding so tightly it must have hurt. Despite his best efforts, he could not hide the slight trembling of his body.
"Yumichika?"
"Don't get yourself killed for such an unworthy opponent. Don't die stupidly." Yumichika managed to say.Ikkaku's hand came up behind his head to stroke Yumichika's hair.
"I ain't dead."
But you could be.
"Alice (Der Spiegeltanz)" -Stillste Stund (00:05:53)
This most definitely had to be a dream, Yumichika thought mildly, as he looked around the endless expanse of mirrors, twisting around him in a maze of reflections. It was dark, the multiple Yumichika's looking back at him were somehow off, there was something sinister and unbeautiful to them.
He was taken aback by the pain brought on by stepping on a shard of glass from a broken mirror. Blood fell freely from the wound. One could not feel pain in dreams could they?
"Come dance with me, Yumichika."
Looking around frantically, Yumichika could see absolutely nothing but the darkened images of someone who resembled himself in every way, but was not him.
"Come dance, until all of the mirrors are broken."
Yumichika suddenly heard a shattering of glass, followed by another and another.
"Find the right mirror, and I might tell you my name, dance with me Yumichika."
"Your name?"
"Broken" -Seether featuring Amy Lee (00:04:19)
Ikkaku smiled as he looked over to his friend and lover, Yumichika's shoulders shaking lightly as he laughed, really laughed, at the bald man's stupid joke. He loved the way he laughed, genuinely laughed in happiness, he did not laugh often enough.
He'd been laughing even less lately, Ikkaku had noticed.
Absently wiping at the corner of his eye, Yumichika looked up at his friend who was unconsciously grinning. "What is it?"
"Just glad to see you happy."
Yumichika fought the flush that threatened to come to his face. "What are you talking about, I'm happy most of the time." He had not thought Ikkaku was one to notice another's moods, outside of battle, much less care about them.
"Smiles are more beautiful than frowns, right? So smile more often!" The words were accented by a thwack to the head.
Smiling, he replied, "alright." I'll try.
"Love Stoned" -Justin Timberlake (00:07:24)
No one who knew Yumichika and Ikkaku would believe that their friendship/relationship started with what was supposed to be a one night stand.
Both parties had expected nothing more but some sex, Ikkaku attracted to Yumichika's beauty, a difficult thing to find anywhere, much less in Rukongai, and Yumichika loving the way that Ikkaku had effortlessly kicked the collective asses of his particular district.
Between passionate kisses, taking turns pressing one another to rough alleyway walls, drunk on lust and sake, they finally managed to make it back to Yumichika's place.
Ikkaku was a little surprised, and a lot turned on, when Yumichika pushed him down onto the bed, and began to slowly remove his clothing. The way the moonlight flickered in through small holes in the roof, illuminated his body, lithe and long, had Ikkaku awestruck.
When his strip tease finally ended and both had the best sex of their afterlives, they were both smart enough to realize that you don't turn away a good thing like that. Thus it became a many night stand. It was just a happy accident that they happened to fall in love.
"Bother" -Corey Taylor (00:04:00)
"Ikkaku."
"Fuck," he muttered to himself at the sound of Yumichika's voice. He wished the long haired man would leave him alone. When he'd agreed to travel with the man from the 74th, he hadn't thought he'd get attached. He wished he didn't care. All of his death had been spent looking for the perfect battle, one good fight to end it all. That was all he wanted, nothing more.
"Ah, there you are."
Until Yumichika had come along and fucked all of that up.
"What do you want."
"I just followed the trail of blood until I found you," it unnerved Ikkaku how much he loved that smile.
"I wish you wouldn't bother."