Happy Birthday Renji

It's my favorite redhead's birthday!!!

Happy Birthday Renji!!!

He's the reason I love watching Bleach. I hope Kubo brings him back to the storyline soon.

I had to color this twice ya know. I was about done when the phone attached to my laptop rang and crashed photoshop. I didn't get to save.

Also apologies for the murder of Ichigo's mullet. I don't know how to draw and color animu hair.


That said, here's a fic written while I was about to post this.

Fic is slightly yaoi. Don't read if you don't like it. Already warned you (especially the guys) so no bitching okay?


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"What the---!!! Stop sneaking up on us!!!" Yelled Ichigo as the camera flashed, momentarily blinding him allowing the sneaky little figure to flee. "And stop coming into the men's baths, dammit!!!"

Renji snickered. "Get over it, Ichigo. It's not like she's going to listen to you anyway..."

"Damn, Shinigami Women's Association!" Grumbled the younger man which only made Renji laugh some more.



Two days later, Renji received a package about the size of a notebook. Inside was a frame with the 'stolen' snapshot from a few days ago and a note. It said:


Dear Renji,

You guys will be on the cover of next month's magazine. Looks like you'll be buying me lunch next time. I told you I could bag it! Haha!

And tell Ichigo to stop grousing about having his picture taken. It's not as if I took pictures of his you know what! You really should do something about that tight ass of his.

Oh and Happy Birthday! :3

I'll bring the sake.


Rukia


Renji smiled as he folded the note and walked into his apartment. He heard footsteps in the kitchen and grinned when his saw Ichigo slamming around the cupboards looking for food.

"Yo, Ichigo." He tossed the package over to the other man. "It's from Rukia."

Ichigo's brows drew together at the picture but he was smiling when he looked up. "You're turning into quite an exhibitionist, Renji."

He smiled. "Hey. You live as long as I have and you're bound to lose most of your modestly."

"I'll keep my modestly for now, thank you." Ichigo answered chuckling. "So who's coming over tonight? The usual suspects?"

"Yep. Looks like it." He pulled out the note from his pocket and handed it over for the other man to read.

Moments later he was rewarded as the younger man's face started turning into a nice shade of that little fruit that was his namesake as he muttered. "SWA has no morals at all, just like you."

"Uh-huh..." Renji agreed with a smirk as he put an arm over Ichigo's shoulder. "You really should loosen up, Ichigo. Stress can kill ya, ya know... And I think I know exactly what to do..." He grinned wider. "Rukia did say to do something about that tight ass of yours..."

The other met his eyes and chuckled when what he said sunk in. "Like I said... No morals."

His eyebrows raised. "But?"

Ichigo grinned. "I like it."


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<sub>Wanted to continue but I don't want to have mature content on this. hahaha.

edit: Cleaned it up a little. Still no hope for Ichigo's hair though.

If you want to see the big file, just hit download.


Bleach (c) Kubo Tite
fanart/fic by *snowzapped
texture by ~Knald</sub>