Hi, Hello, This is my first Bleach story. Yay!! Okay, enough of that. I actually wrote this story a while ago, but am deciding to post it now. There aren't a lot of Shuuhei love fics. Hope ya like. Reviews are welcome.
Disclaimer: I don't see the point in these things. It's obvious that I don't own Bleach, but I do own my OC. If I did own Bleach I'd….oh there are just too many possibilities.Chapter 1
It was night in Soul Society. Well past 2:00 a.m., Shuuhei Hisagi was walking home after a long day. Why was Shuuhei up this late? Well Kira went off to get drunk with Rangiku again. You do the math.
'I cannot believe they are still moping over Ex-Captain Ichimaru Gin.' Shuuhei thought as he walked back to his apartment.
Walking in the other direction a girl looking about the age of 20 walked by herself. She had long red hair and dark green eyes. Thinking to herself, 'Man, I shouldn't have had that extra cup of sake.'
Neither pair noticed each other, which led to their head on collision. "Fuck." Said Shuuhei as he'd been pushed back slightly.
Not the same could be said for our female companion as she fell on her butt. "WTF!! Hey asshole. Watch where your go….ing?" She looked up to see who she was talking to.
"OMG. I'm sorry Hisagi-kun. Forget what I said earlier." She cried, while blushing madly.
Hisagi looked down at her before helping her to her feet. "Oh, Miamora-chan. Should
have known it was you."
This seemed to make Miamora blush brighter. Seeing she had a history in the 9th division. Miamora Mays was the third seat in the 9th division and she was known for her clumsiness. Once falling down 3 flights of stairs, because she slipped on a piece of paper.
She gathered her composure quickly. "What are you doing out here Hisagi-kun?"
"I should be asking you the same question. I'm just going home late. That's all." He said.
"Me too." She said. "Well I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yah." Shuuhei said. "Tomorrow."
The next day at the 9th division Miamora was walking toward the vice captain's desk. Shuuhei was buried under piles of paper work.
"I'm here to help." She announced. Miamora didn't wear the standard shinigami uniform. She wore a black sleeveless shirt that fit her like an extra skin. She also wore a black mini skirt with combat boots.
"Thanks, who knew Captain Tousen had to do this much work." There was a hint of sadness in his voice as he said this.
Miamora decided it was best to change the subject. "Let me get these papers for you." She reached for a stack, but cut her index finger.
"Ow, shit!!" She winced as a small bubble of blood came up. Shuuhei just stared at her hand.
The blood began to slightly run down her finger in a thin trail. "Oh, I'm so clumsy." She said as she put her finger in her mouth and began to suck lightly.
Shuuhei just stared. "Yah you are." He handed her the stack of papers she was trying to take. "Here go finish these for me."
"Yes sir." She said as she bounded off. "See ya later."
Once she was gone. Shuuhei buried his head in his hands. The smell of her blood was still fresh in the air. "Shit."