Bleach Seven Minutes in Heaven Shunsui Kyoraku

       “Alright, I guess it's that time again.” Feeling completely at ease after the last turn, Ichigo wasted no time picking the next player. That next player, just so happened to be you. “You've been staring at me non-stop since at least two turns ago.” He sighed. “Why don't you go ahead and take your turn before you bore a hole in my head staring like that?”

“I'd be more than happy to do that. I've got to ask you a question though.” Elated to start your turn, you snatched the backpack from his hands and quickly began to dig around for anything of interest. “If you knew I was staring at you, why didn't you just let me take my turn sooner?”

Ichigo gave you your answer, but did so in the form of an annoyed mumble. “I thought you'd stop if I ignored you long enough.”

“Oh, I see. Well, you were wrong, obviously.” Having your item, a small, decorative sake cup, in hand, you stood to your feet and held it over your head. “I have my cup. I'm pretty sure I already know who the owner of this is, but it was too pretty not to get picked.” Just as you expected him to, Kyoraku pushed himself out of his seat, stretched out his back and slowly started walking towards you. “I knew it.”

“Did you now? Well then, I guess I chose a good item for myself, didn't I?” With a mellow smile on his unshaven face, Kyoraku took the cup from your hand, placed it on the table and took you into the closet. As soon as he shut the door, the smell hit you.

Taking a step back, you dropped onto the floor, crossed your legs in front of you and propped yourself against the wall. “I'm sure you already know this, but you smell strongly of sake.” The smell intensified quite a bit as Kyoraku sat down, causing you to wrinkle your nose and snort. “I really hope you're not intoxicated, because that would make for a very uncomfortable turn.”

A mischievous grin began to spread across Kyoraku's face as he slowly stroked his stubble covered chin. “I don't know if I agree with that. Actually, I'm pretty sure I disagree. I'm not intoxicated, but if I were, I think it would make things more interesting than it would uncomfortable.”

“That's true, I guess. Still, I'd rather have someone that realizes what they're doing.” Though you didn't like the alcohol smell that laced his breath, you still had every intention of playing this game. Hopefully you would get used to the scent before too long, otherwise, you couldn't imagine kissing him would be all that pleasant. “So, I think we've talked plenty already. We can talk later if you want to, but now we really should be focusing on something else entirely.” Pushing yourself away from the wall, you quickly crawled over to where he was sitting and sat down on his lap.

“You're pretty daring, aren't you?” He loosely draped his arms around your waist and laughed, once again filling the air with the pungent smell of sake. “I like that. It's less work for me.”

“Hey, don't think that I don't expect you to do something here. I've already taken the first couple of steps by sitting on your lap.” Hoping he would actually participate in some way, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and closed the space between your bodies. “You really should do something to help this turn along.”

“Hmm, I suppose you have done quite a lot, haven't you?” Even though he was known to chase around women, he was acting like he was doing you some sort of favor by participating. “Alright, I guess I can help you out this once.” Placing his hand on the small of your back, Kyoraku brought you as close to him as he could. “You sure you can handle my breath? If I remember right, it was a problem for you before.”

He not so subtle teasing brought a light blush to your cheeks. You hoped that he wouldn't be able to see it due to the darkness, but the look he gave you let you know that you weren't that lucky. “It'll be fine, I'm sure. Just hurry up already, Ichigo will be here soon.”

“Fair enough.” Not even trying to hide his growing smirk, Kyoraku tilted your head back and kissed your jaw, just under your ear. At first, you were a little disappointed that you hadn't gotten a real kiss, but before you could say anything, he kissed you again. This time, just slightly closer to your lips. After several short kisses, he'd reached the corner of your mouth. But instead of proceeding, he stopped and looked down at you with a teasing glimmer in his eyes. “Are you used to that sake smell yet?”

Unable to look at him, you closed your eyes and nodded. “I honestly wasn't thinking about that at all.”

“I didn't think you were.” Smirking again, he finally gave you the kiss you had been waiting for. You just wished he'd done it a little sooner.

“Time's up, I'm coming in there now you two.” Even after his warning, Kyoraku didn't end the kiss. He waited until the door was open, the lights were on and Ichigo had entered the tiny room. “Oh, come on man, that's just gross.” Ichigo averted his eyes from the scene in front of him and sneered. “Do you have any idea how much older he is than you?”

“No, and I really don't care either.” Blushing terribly, you crossed your arms over your chest and snorted. “A kiss is a kiss, plain and simple. And that, was a really nice kiss.”

“Yeah, whatever you say. I still think it's pretty gross.” Ichigo shivered. “Just hurry up and get out of there. I want to disinfect the room before the next couple goes in.”