[Bleach] Aizen-sama

[Drabble] Dirty Old Man

[Series]: Of Chocolate, Cards and other Valentine's Paraphernalia - Master Post
[Characters]: Kurosaki Ichigo and Urahara Keisuke.
[Pairing]: UraIchi
[Summary]: Urahara is up to something and Ichigo wants nothing to do with it. Nothing.
[Word Count]: 230
[Done]: 03.February.2010
[Beta]: not beta-read
[Content/Warnings]: Fluff | Shoujo-ai if you squint
[Rating]: PG-13
[Notes]: I've only ever wrote them once before, so I thought I'd give it a try again. I believe this could be cannon or at least in a Shinigami Cup Golden except for Ichigo's last reaction. But Kubo has nearly gone there with the infamous Shinigami Cup Golden nr. 142 (Byakuya/Kenpachi anyone?) so... I fangirl can dream, neh?

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Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite.

"YOU DIRTY OLD MAN!" Ichigo cried out at Urahara's whispered proposition.

"Come now. I know you enjoyed it last time we took a peek," Urahara said, eyebrows wiggling, trying to convince the Substitute Shinigami to follow him.

"I did no such thing!" Ichigo replied lowly, an embarrassed blush creeping right under his eyes.

"I still have the scratch marks to prove it." Grinning, Urahara open his dark green shirt to show a set of three parallel scratches over his heart. "And these are just the easiest ones to show. But you already know that, Ichigo-kun," he drawled, his hands moving to the ties of his pants.

Ichigo looked away defeated by the evidence. "Yeah, well... I was caught off guard, and they were... y'know. But not this time! And KEEP YOUR PANTS ON!" he yelled because Urahara was still playing with his pants drawstrings and added muttering, "you dirty old man."

Urahara sulked, hiding under his hat. "Have it your way then!" And took off in the direction of the back room to try and spy on Yoruichi and Soifon that had walked in there a few minutes before.

"Aah..." Ichigo started, trying a seductive timbre, "do return here when you've had enough of peeping. I can lend you a hand with the resulting problem."

"Oh, I will," Urahara replied, licking his lips. "You sure you don't wanna join me?"



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