Kaito breathes a quiet sigh of relief the moment he and Hanataro escape Ukitake and Kyoraku’s presence; it’s unbearably strange to sit across from the two Captains and not be recognized, but… but he should be used to it. Should have anticipated how it would make his skin itch and hands shake, how jittery he’d …
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Alexis frowns as she watches Ilsa head back towards Erich’s home, mind swirling with the revelations of the night; for a Shinigami to show up, wounded and asking for aid, is one thing, but for that Shinigami to be Erich’s soulmate? It smells like a trap. Maybe not of that Shinigami’s devising, but the idea …
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Kai curses sharply as his fool of a Clan head passes out in Ilsa’s arms, going just as limp and unresponsive as the damn Shinigami laid out on Erich’s damn dining room table. He rinses his hands off in a fresh bowl of water and stalks over, already probing at Erich’s powers with his own; …
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The knock on his door comes far too late in the evening for Erich’s tastes: it’s well past midnight and all decent people should be asleep by now. Or if not asleep, then at least not knocking on his door at ass-o’clock at night. The fact that he’s still up is immaterial: everyone knows his …
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Shunsui tries to keep his expression neutral as he strides after Jyuushiro, but it’s hard. It’s hard, because Jyuushiro’s guests have upgraded Jyuushiro’s wards without asking or even hinting at the possibility, and all Jyuushiro will say about it is that everything will become clear in time. As if that isn’t one of the most …
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Uryuu scowled out the window at the figures slowly making their way towards the bridge leading off the castle grounds, wondering what the hell Euden and the others thought they were doing; if they couldn’t even last a single day while waiting for Urahara to return with news, then— then everything Urahara was trying to …
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Kisuke tosses himself down at the kitchen table and presses his forehead against the cool wood to try and center himself; he hadn’t expected to find the stranger awake when he went to check on the man, and he certainly hadn’t expected to find the man in tears! He’s going to have to figure out …
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It’s nearly pitch-black under the tree by the time they’re finished eating, what little light there is barely enough to see Urahara and Alexis’ outlines, and it’s… it’s tempting to just call it a night and try to get some rest. He won’t though. Can’t. Not when he promised to make up for his earlier …
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Kisuke wakes the next morning with a warm, heavy weight draped across his chest. He swallows and forces his breathing to stay even, stay calm, despite the way Erich is plastered across his body, face tucked against Kisuke’s neck and one leg slotted between Kisuke’s, thigh unbearably close to… close to… He swallows again. Squeezes …
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Erich sets aside his empty bowl and lifts his water glass to take a drink, listening absently to the banter between Kisuke and Tsukabishi; he’d known the two were long-time friends, and that Tsukabishi had followed Kisuke out of Seireitei when Kisuke was exiled, but knowing it and hearing stories about their time growing up …
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Ren taps their fingers against their thigh as they stare down at the map and consider the area where Shadow had indicated with his paw; his people are closer to Kamiki Village than Ren expected, which is a bit concerning. They’ve seen little sign of newcomers in the area, despite Shadow’s people settling in the …
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There’s something bothering Erich. Kisuke risks another glance up from his nearly-empty box to check on his friend, hoping Erich doesn’t notice his steadily growing worry, but— He really doesn’t need to hope, does he? Erich is busy sorting through his own box, gaze focused and hands sure, but there’s a strange undercurrent of nervous …
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Erich drifts awake, exhausted but far too hot to stay asleep, and tries to twist onto his back, tries to throw off the blanket— Only to blink, groggy and confused, at the way he can’t move. There’s an arm around his chest, pulling him tight to a broad, warm chest, and a leg slung over …
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Erich hauls a new box onto Kisuke’s workbench and absently uses his reiatsu to slice it open, mind still focused on what he sensed — or rather didn’t sense — from Kisuke earlier; the rough edges of the man’s soul and the shadings of desire-longing-want were almost expected — such intimate reiatsu sharing had a …
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Kisuke darts into the kitchen and immediately flings himself into a chair at the little kitchen table, slumping over with a pained whine. The table is cold against his bare skin, an awkward reminder than he hadn’t even paused to get dressed before fleeing his own room, but he can’t bring himself to care right …
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