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thirtyforthree
Fandom/Pairing: Bleach, Rukia/Renji/Ichigo
Title: Mine
Author: GW Katrina, aka![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
icedark_elf
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Not mine, of course.
Mine
It was funny to listen to them argue who was going to take what name. Renji had worked hard for his, to make it a name to be proud of. Ichigo was the only male of his line, expected to pass his name on to his children.
Rukia settled it.
“I have the highest rank. The kids will have my name. You go on my clan registry. Now,” she smiled sweetly at them. “Let’s go check out the home that Ichigo’s father gifted us with.”
Theme: 09: Talking Over Distance forthirtyforthree
Fandom/Pairing: Bleach, Rukia/Renji/Ichigo
Title: Fragile
Author: GW Katrina, akaicedark_elf
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Not mine, of course.
Fragile
The butterfly floated into the air. Such a fragile looking thing caught on the wind as it floated back to her men.
It was such a deceptive creature, looking as if a strong breeze might dash it to the ground and never let it lift up again. She remembered when people said the same about the situation between herself and her men.
They said that it was based on stress and on gratitude. That she felt she had to after they had helped save her.
She told them to bugger off, which always made Ichigo snerk and Renji snort.
Her men had saved her life, but Rukia could and would kick their asses if she had to, just like the butterfly could ignore the strongest wind, use it to the butterfly’s own advantage.
The joy of being the beautiful, delicate looking one.
crossposted toicedark_elf, ichirenruki, and thirtyforthree
thirtyforthreeFandom/Pairing: Bleach, Rukia/Renji/Ichigo
Title: Mine
Author: GW Katrina, aka
icedark_elfRating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Not mine, of course.
Mine
It was funny to listen to them argue who was going to take what name. Renji had worked hard for his, to make it a name to be proud of. Ichigo was the only male of his line, expected to pass his name on to his children.
Rukia settled it.
“I have the highest rank. The kids will have my name. You go on my clan registry. Now,” she smiled sweetly at them. “Let’s go check out the home that Ichigo’s father gifted us with.”
Theme: 09: Talking Over Distance for
thirtyforthreeFandom/Pairing: Bleach, Rukia/Renji/Ichigo
Title: Fragile
Author: GW Katrina, aka
icedark_elfRating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Not mine, of course.
Fragile
The butterfly floated into the air. Such a fragile looking thing caught on the wind as it floated back to her men.
It was such a deceptive creature, looking as if a strong breeze might dash it to the ground and never let it lift up again. She remembered when people said the same about the situation between herself and her men.
They said that it was based on stress and on gratitude. That she felt she had to after they had helped save her.
She told them to bugger off, which always made Ichigo snerk and Renji snort.
Her men had saved her life, but Rukia could and would kick their asses if she had to, just like the butterfly could ignore the strongest wind, use it to the butterfly’s own advantage.
The joy of being the beautiful, delicate looking one.
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