"Easy," his hand was placed over his head in a gesture of encouragement, trying to instill value. His face was smiling .- Do not worry.
But even repeat it a thousand times more, she would not achieve calm.
Calm, tranquility, peace.
words abstract, distant, empty. Stupid naming.
opened his mouth to say something, sharpening if tongue to shoot one of his scathing comments. Elucubrar wanted to return to one of his poisoned darts criticizing the lack of professional ethics of their Taicho, but to no avail. His voice died before he could utter a single word.
Oh, damn. Nanao
I should have expected. Maybe ever remotely contemplated the posStid with a hideous pink blanket, a straw hat and a bottle of sake on the wing.
Oh, God.
He removed his glasses, now clouded by the fumes that caused his breath. He regretted that his imagination was as fast as the speed to complete documents.
Shunsui Nanao sighed to see that did not seem to want to change one iota expression. He ran his hand through his beard of two or three days and smiled again. Nanao did not return the gesture.
- Why was not this morning filling in the files? I had said would be presented.
to Shunsui The question caught unprepared. He raised an eyebrow missed but then regained his composure. In his speech became the carefree air pactraffic that characterized him.
- was in a meeting, Nanao!
"Wow, you happened to yourself? At least now I have not said anything about having been looking at a beautiful woman. Anyway, nice try "
" I saw him in the garden, taking sake.
fired the last word. Seeing the melodramatic pose Shunsui almost in the discomfort felt comfortable again. Almost
.
It was the meeting of sake outdoor automatically snapped his captain, who had never lacked mental agility-toasted by a beautiful woman.
and pulled out a bottle of sake to go-you-to-know-where and Nanao looked up, as though to make a toast, to which she replied girandguida-Pink helps you much more than black, but you're sexy with what you wear.
"Not what I meant.
his boss's smile faltered a bit. His face was only an outline of its perennial expression.
Nanao looked down.
Without a word he took off the blanket of Shunsui and held her in his arms, knowing that if they returned it would be very similar to a rejection. After counting how many tiles that fit on the floor in a square meter, took a deep breath and held it out.
"I ... I can not. I do not know.
Despite the cryptic phrase, Shunsui did not need. He grabbed his coat and threw it over his shoulder without a word.
"You mean our ...tir respect to their captain and most importantly I did not know how you would feel the next morning, after trying to digest the situation again.
knew nothing.
Just wanted-needed-to go to your room, sleep, rest, thrown through a window.
away from him. Today
could not decide anything. Needed to be morning.
"Tomorrow we'll talk, sir. I need to rest.
I do not know how I'll feel Tomorrow
Tomorrow I Do not Know What to say
Tomorrow Tomorrow Tomorrow Is A Different
day
"Well, Nanao, I'd say you're trying to get away from me you.
"Oh, no, go, Einstein. But what a prophet!"
already was back in dramatic pose. That man changed the face and tone at breakneck speed.
"Oh, my Nanao-chan, do not try to open a rift between the two!
Argh.
She did open a rift between the two, but to throw him inside his head. Nanao
split could have responded to that phrase, but there was only one thing that caused a twitch in the eyelid.
- How many times have I said I'm not his Nanao-chan?
-More than you think and less than necessary.
Headache. Migraine. Pounding in the temple.
Damn. Kyouraku
Shunsui had always been the one who was engaged to be chosen by her, chose whether or not to fileassigned to Division 8, if the uniform chose Nanao had to be conventional or had to include a skirt that looked more like a belt (I had tried several times unsuccessfully) and Nanao chose whether to kill a stress ulcer or let her live until the next day of administration. He had always been the one who decided how her nervous with his comments or how they had to flatter to open cracks in their armor. Even how he was going to win, using tricks and phrases cakes.
But this was not going to elect him. This time it was his election that mattered.
-Shunsui-Taicho .- the aforementioned jumped, hoping that Nanao acknowledged that she was 'his Nanao-chan' .- I'll do what I do.or common?
-...¡ cute! Ise
sighed. Does he not understand? Do not see the foundations of their understanding that he had built so carefully were destabilizing what was happening? Absolutely all his beliefs were crumbling under the weight of a hippie captain, womanizing scoundrel.
And bright and intelligent.
But that did not remove the most important thing a captain. Superior command. Chief.
suddenly his mind began to evoke memories of herself properly displaying a work ethic: how many times he had disapproved of the low neckline of Rangiku and how to treat your Taicho! Remember having ever fought for it.
And that Rangiku nunhealthy lawn with vigorous movement of a bottle of sake.
Just a moment. And to give him a break would have to ask the whole night.
"Please, sir, really: talk about it tomorrow.
Give me a little time
Leave me alone a little while
Maybe it's not too late
Not today, today, today, today, today
"Oh, my Nanao-chan, your indecision my heart. If your coración
was split or not, had no intention of asking, because I had another issue to expose.
-Taicho, and non-stop calling me 'his Nanao-chan' me ... However
Nanao ran out to say what he would do about it when una imprisoned outside his mouth and left her unable to speak. A hand slid down her waist, trying to keep holding on to even though she endured as a vise a bottle of sake. Nanao glasses slid down the bridge of his nose and fell on the grass in the garden.
just kiss Yin Yan.
I do not know how I'll feel Tomorrow
Tomorrow I Do not Know What to say
Tomorrow Tomorrow is a Different Day
Sap:
1 - blow with a truncheon or any hard object .
2 - Hit hard, especially that comes from falling or colliding with a hard body.
Smack:
1 - blow in the face with the palm of your hand. CHHow dare you? - Her voice trembled with rage and spoke through clenched teeth. I was so angry that for a moment forget the treat you. Luckily no one was around .- What is believed? Look at me and tell me to my face!
-If you would like, Nanao, Shunsui heard from the voice off .- Green is always a pleasure, but ...
was then realized that he still maintained the folder attached to the face of his Taicho, and therefore look at anything other than the color of the tops of the filing was impossible. Somewhat embarrassed but without trace of repentance so that he could talk away, clutching the folder against his chest to hide the temptation to stick a carpet.
FaceShunsui was red from the impact but his face was radiant. However, when Nanao looked, his eyes big tears struggled to come out.
Yeah, man, pout here: what the poor woman fataba. Shunsui
stooped to pick up his hat and glasses step Nanao took the floor. When she handed them the seized with a sudden movement.
"But you know, you're so attractive when you get irritated that I could not avoid, closed his eyes and put Lips, to look much more innocent than it actually was" Besides, I thought of today steal a kiss since you did the same thing last week.
Yes, and that kiss had become his cross.
His face darkened dand came in a move to put his arm around her shoulders but she pulled away.
- Do not touch me - I wanted to touch it, but he was not ready. Never feel prepared .- feet, Taicho. Middle metro! - He said, measuring the distance between the two bodies with the arm "We'll talk tomorrow. ...- I'm very confused, hesitant, nervous, hysterical !-... tired.
He was insensitive to fatigue Nanao.
- What's the difference? Talk about today or tomorrow.
"That tomorrow is another day, captain," he said with an icy stare .- And I need it to be another day to be with you.
"For my ideals have stumbled and have stumbled into a barrel of sake from the cellars division. Because you drop me "
" Tomorrow is another day.
Hey, yeah, yeah
And I know I'm not ready
Hey, yeah, yeah
Maybe tomorrow Hey, yeah, yeah I'm not ready
Hey, yeah, yeah Maybe tomorrow
"Tomorrow is another day" is forced to repeat like a mantra.
"Good evening, sir.
Shunsui vaguely waved goodbye, but did not move from the room door Nanao, which had insisted to accompany her. But she was busy turning to another subject. Kyouraku showed no trace of disappointment, sadness or depression. Why, if he had to refuse, he kept smiling and Despresor laughing. To laugh at themselves and how naive I had been that night. They wanted to laugh at him. In his stubbornness, his confidence in himself and his tricks to conquer. At any time you would laugh. Hysterically.
That man could with it. "It's
morning .- Shunsui told, smiling.
Not today, today, today, today, today
Argh, damn, damn, twisted, satyr, vague, imaginative, intelligent, bright.
I hate you, Shunsui. Do not let me escape.
- you come in, Taicho? Tomorrow it May
change Tomorrow it May
change Tomorrow it May
change
"Of course, my Nanao-chan.
This may not bother to correct him. And
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How To Play The Bear Trap In Saw [Fic] Only once, by Kitty-chan
lon, which drove her crazy. At that time he had made his promise, and with the passage of time had been finding more and more reason to keep ...
... like to fear. Many times they had shared missions and had jobs in which she had felt overwhelmed by circumstances, and he'd charge to fix it and help her. When he was depressed, he unconsciously with his jokes and insinuations he was glad the day. And over the years had gone by, little by little, a place in his heart. But was it enough to fall for him? "It was not simply an appreciation as Big Brother? Sometimes I do not know, sometimes gave the impression that he could not resist. Although con all men who had known her sense of duty had always prefix their feelings, Kyoraku Shunsui's completely disarming. I liked it because it was attractive, because it was nice, because it was different, afraid that she liked so much that one day end up falling, becoming another of his conquests of the night. Because he was too libertine to be tied to a woman, to love anyone seriously, least of it.
He had spent his hand over his hair to reach the front door of his room. What's stopped now? Pull back the door, take a few steps closer ... It was so little, so easy ... And shaking with fear. Would he break his promise or do an experiment? He had not had time to decide, because at that moment he had opened the door itself from within.
-Nanao-chan ...
-C ... Captain Kyoraku.
He seemed ready to go to sleep, apparently unaccompanied, and also surprised to see her. Her hair was loose, as she had never seen, and seemed almost real quiet smile as only sometimes did.
"It looks great and very ... attractive.
Not knowing what to say, Ise had embraced itself over the yukata robe that covered her for holding them.
- I can go?
"Sure, go ahead. I ... No, nothing.
"Thank ...
He had re-entered and sat on his bed, quietly, observingsufficient to accept all the conditions that made him. And really, even if he had, he would have accepted the same way. Because he was willing to do anything for her. It was perfect in character, perfect in everything he did, and perfectly beautiful. It was so perfect that it almost came to accept that he did not deserve.
And yet a part of him crying because she did not want nor would I want to, because he had used some kind of Machiavellian experiment that did not quite understand. I would have understood and accepted almost any other, but that was it broke his heart.
he had belonged to her and she to him, and if either tried to deny the other could not. Shunsui knew that there rdhis pride was hurt, and still torn between trying to fool yourself to believe a lie or save the bittersweet memory of what was true.
He looked a moment, put your yukata, and smiled. He regretted what he had said, he repented of his pride, he regretted his failure. Had been caught, he had had and had surrendered, and had found was so enamored of him to think he could be special or if he dared to ask another night caused him excruciating pain, even more than his farewell . He could not tie a woman, so it was silly.
now return to their routine aparentarÃan attitude and he always forget thatday. For his promise doubted that haunt him stop, but would not seriously, because they wanted it. Would be quite as it should be smooth and no problems, no doubt or confusion. She would continue indulging their little quirks, such as letting a few hours of free will, and to play along to decorate their battles with rose petals.
would still show what would not be well seen, that was in love with his captain as a fool and he was afraid of being just another of her lovers.
They stared a moment, he was still in her bed and she stood, with glasses on too. I did not want to leave or that they will leave, but could not tie or tie.
"You're an angel from day d
... like to fear. Many times they had shared missions and had jobs in which she had felt overwhelmed by circumstances, and he'd charge to fix it and help her. When he was depressed, he unconsciously with his jokes and insinuations he was glad the day. And over the years had gone by, little by little, a place in his heart. But was it enough to fall for him? "It was not simply an appreciation as Big Brother? Sometimes I do not know, sometimes gave the impression that he could not resist. Although con all men who had known her sense of duty had always prefix their feelings, Kyoraku Shunsui's completely disarming. I liked it because it was attractive, because it was nice, because it was different, afraid that she liked so much that one day end up falling, becoming another of his conquests of the night. Because he was too libertine to be tied to a woman, to love anyone seriously, least of it.
He had spent his hand over his hair to reach the front door of his room. What's stopped now? Pull back the door, take a few steps closer ... It was so little, so easy ... And shaking with fear. Would he break his promise or do an experiment? He had not had time to decide, because at that moment he had opened the door itself from within.
-Nanao-chan ...
-C ... Captain Kyoraku.
He seemed ready to go to sleep, apparently unaccompanied, and also surprised to see her. Her hair was loose, as she had never seen, and seemed almost real quiet smile as only sometimes did.
"It looks great and very ... attractive.
Not knowing what to say, Ise had embraced itself over the yukata robe that covered her for holding them.
- I can go?
"Sure, go ahead. I ... No, nothing.
"Thank ...
He had re-entered and sat on his bed, quietly, observingsufficient to accept all the conditions that made him. And really, even if he had, he would have accepted the same way. Because he was willing to do anything for her. It was perfect in character, perfect in everything he did, and perfectly beautiful. It was so perfect that it almost came to accept that he did not deserve.
And yet a part of him crying because she did not want nor would I want to, because he had used some kind of Machiavellian experiment that did not quite understand. I would have understood and accepted almost any other, but that was it broke his heart.
he had belonged to her and she to him, and if either tried to deny the other could not. Shunsui knew that there rdhis pride was hurt, and still torn between trying to fool yourself to believe a lie or save the bittersweet memory of what was true.
He looked a moment, put your yukata, and smiled. He regretted what he had said, he repented of his pride, he regretted his failure. Had been caught, he had had and had surrendered, and had found was so enamored of him to think he could be special or if he dared to ask another night caused him excruciating pain, even more than his farewell . He could not tie a woman, so it was silly.
now return to their routine aparentarÃan attitude and he always forget thatday. For his promise doubted that haunt him stop, but would not seriously, because they wanted it. Would be quite as it should be smooth and no problems, no doubt or confusion. She would continue indulging their little quirks, such as letting a few hours of free will, and to play along to decorate their battles with rose petals.
would still show what would not be well seen, that was in love with his captain as a fool and he was afraid of being just another of her lovers.
They stared a moment, he was still in her bed and she stood, with glasses on too. I did not want to leave or that they will leave, but could not tie or tie.
"You're an angel from day d
Old People Black Pooh [Fic] The rain was pouring, by Nanao Ise-
Fell that night with some persistence and even appreciated by him prevented him from sitting in one of the roofs of the Seireitei to contemplate calmly the mantle of Night star's friend gave him, so he had no choice but to be covered in a porch Facing one of the gardens, semitumbado on a wooden bench and watched the countless drops fell on the nearby pond which creates the endless waves usually so calm those waters, waters that could be compared with himself, perhaps the only waves could make your interior pond leave his usual calm was due to a name, the name of who was his shadow during the day and now he yearned for, during the day was always at his side .... at night alone in their pensN: ... and maybe this was the cause of the restlessness of the pond that was his soul .....- yes, that must be ....- sighed and broke into a slight smile on his face.
"What would she doing now? He would have already gone to sleep? Hmmm, it was not too late ....."
she knew the fans just because they had to work odd hours in his duties as a lieutenant, always so applied and strict, depriving themselves of fun and always delivered to comply strictly with all tasks, a fascinating delivery, so wanted it to her and each day I was more sure of what had been one of the great successes of his life and did not care who disdained his compliments or ever will allow a gesture closer than strictly permittedsilence as the lieutenant was torn between duty and what I really wanted, finally relaxed her body again nestling into the arms of the captain and whispered
"If everything is very nice ..... .... Captain ... .
He felt the shaking for a moment with infinite love and leaving it corresponded to lay his head on the chest of his captain, he sighed and closed his eyes as the rain continued to fall ....
"What would she doing now? He would have already gone to sleep? Hmmm, it was not too late ....."
she knew the fans just because they had to work odd hours in his duties as a lieutenant, always so applied and strict, depriving themselves of fun and always delivered to comply strictly with all tasks, a fascinating delivery, so wanted it to her and each day I was more sure of what had been one of the great successes of his life and did not care who disdained his compliments or ever will allow a gesture closer than strictly permittedsilence as the lieutenant was torn between duty and what I really wanted, finally relaxed her body again nestling into the arms of the captain and whispered
"If everything is very nice ..... .... Captain ... .
He felt the shaking for a moment with infinite love and leaving it corresponded to lay his head on the chest of his captain, he sighed and closed his eyes as the rain continued to fall ....
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Itan dropped his hat and bared his chest to suck it while allowing the aroma emanating from the base of the neck of his beloved who kissed calmly, he had imagined many times in this situation with her, but the fact that their hiciesen illusions reality was something that would not have expected nor the most optimistic expectations, simply, she was a flower too rare to be at your fingertips ..
was allowed her eyes, lost in the ocean that formed, and a smile appeared on his lips as he stroked his cheeks, as he saw them affection, admiration saw, saw correspondence ... Saw her, condensed into spheres of pure blue, and that was enough so that everything was OK, that was his moa single entity
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was allowed her eyes, lost in the ocean that formed, and a smile appeared on his lips as he stroked his cheeks, as he saw them affection, admiration saw, saw correspondence ... Saw her, condensed into spheres of pure blue, and that was enough so that everything was OK, that was his moa single entity
zones
Since then, this would be his prized sweet Autumn
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i mind, repeating over and over again. I want to end, but I can not, I can not, and I feel so ... Insignificant, so helpless ... Because I was there, but I could not do anything about it.
We were going to battle with Menos Grande, nothing unusual for a lieutenant. But I did not want to be alone, so I decided to accompany her. "I could use a little action," I said.
arrived, and yes, there was the less. But solo.Varios start with him.
An ambush, a bloody ambush, typical of those bugs.
And even give us time to prepare, deadly dance began.
accurately remember nothing of the battle, only flashes of my zampakutous, which is increasingly overshadowedmore due to the blood stained sheets. I remember
killed several startup, the Menos Grande was not a problem. But we were still trapped by them, fighting hand to hand and protect each other, because even though I repeated over and over again to leave, I wanted to ignore.
I do not know at what point was, when I lowered my guard, but suddenly I heard a her pearly sweat, while a sword across his belly.
Immediately, intense anger came over me, and without control, freed my bankai, wiping out one boot that he had skewed in cold blood the life of Nanao, and with it, my own life.
Arras with him, and everyone who was on my way. Again it was all a remill blood, dead bodies, until finally the few remaining left.
And it was only the most beautiful flower in my garden, my devotion, lying in the midst of filth. I sealed my bankai
and ran to his side. He was still alive, though his pulse was weak and irregular.
I supported it in my lap and removed the broken glasses, to wipe his face, more pale, but just as beautiful as ever.
not remember saying there was nothing to say, we both knew was going to die, and the words do not remedy, so I started to walk around the cheeks, forehead, my hands, slowly, while that, as slow, the spot on her belly grew.
How much time do we spend as? I do not remember. Just as words, time did not matter.
And when she felt that, finally, that ended, he called me, barely a whisper for me to come, and in doing so placed a kiss on my lips.
So simple, so wonderful that I still remember.
And it was over.
"Suddenly,
'm not half the man I Used To Be"
And I wanted to share ... Cruel irony.
Because now without everything seems off, meaningless. What next, if she is not here How I can get my life back, if my life was with her in those moments we shared?
"There's a shadow hanging over me
.
Oh! Yesterday, Came Suddenly "And
We were going to battle with Menos Grande, nothing unusual for a lieutenant. But I did not want to be alone, so I decided to accompany her. "I could use a little action," I said.
arrived, and yes, there was the less. But solo.Varios start with him.
An ambush, a bloody ambush, typical of those bugs.
And even give us time to prepare, deadly dance began.
accurately remember nothing of the battle, only flashes of my zampakutous, which is increasingly overshadowedmore due to the blood stained sheets. I remember
killed several startup, the Menos Grande was not a problem. But we were still trapped by them, fighting hand to hand and protect each other, because even though I repeated over and over again to leave, I wanted to ignore.
I do not know at what point was, when I lowered my guard, but suddenly I heard a her pearly sweat, while a sword across his belly.
Immediately, intense anger came over me, and without control, freed my bankai, wiping out one boot that he had skewed in cold blood the life of Nanao, and with it, my own life.
Arras with him, and everyone who was on my way. Again it was all a remill blood, dead bodies, until finally the few remaining left.
And it was only the most beautiful flower in my garden, my devotion, lying in the midst of filth. I sealed my bankai
and ran to his side. He was still alive, though his pulse was weak and irregular.
I supported it in my lap and removed the broken glasses, to wipe his face, more pale, but just as beautiful as ever.
not remember saying there was nothing to say, we both knew was going to die, and the words do not remedy, so I started to walk around the cheeks, forehead, my hands, slowly, while that, as slow, the spot on her belly grew.
How much time do we spend as? I do not remember. Just as words, time did not matter.
And when she felt that, finally, that ended, he called me, barely a whisper for me to come, and in doing so placed a kiss on my lips.
So simple, so wonderful that I still remember.
And it was over.
"Suddenly,
'm not half the man I Used To Be"
And I wanted to share ... Cruel irony.
Because now without everything seems off, meaningless. What next, if she is not here How I can get my life back, if my life was with her in those moments we shared?
"There's a shadow hanging over me
.
Oh! Yesterday, Came Suddenly "And
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