Reverse Roles UnoxIsa

Wow, okay. So it has been a very long time since I have uploaded anything to my DA. Its not that I have not been drawing... It is merely the fact I have not been drawing anything 100% original. In other words, I have been using bases, a lot.

However! This one is completely all me! Originally I had drawn this out in my sketch book, but because of a lack of scanner, I could not upload it. So I pulled out my tablet and you got what you see before you!

It is Isane and Unohana (Bleach) I love these two, and I love them together. Sadly though, there just is not a whole lot of UnoxIsa out there.

To explain why the title of this picture is Reverse Roles, and why Unohana is crying (shocking, and OOC I know) I shall give you this.

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Unohana had turned after softly shutting the door behind her, her shoulders heavy and slumped and her eyes down cast. The shinigami in the room behind her had suffered grave injury, and she had spent hours treating his wounds, but a unknown substance had entered his blood steam and had eaten him from the inside out, neither kido nor traditional practices worked.

He had passed away a short time ago.

Taking a deep breath, the captain of the fourth squad squared her shoulders and put on her normal calm expression. Though the hour was late, and she knew everyone would be slumbering after a long day of healing the sick and injured, she would not risk the chance of one of her people seeing their captain in such a defeated state.

With her normal posture and grace, Captain Unohana moved down the halls of the fourth squad barracks, heading to her office to fill out the paperwork on the young shinigami who.. was no longer.

Sliding open the door to her office, the dark haired woman's shoulders once more fell and she let loose a heavy sigh once she had closed the door behind her.

"Captain...?"

Please no.. Unohana thought desperately upon hearing the quiet utterence delivered by a voice she knew too well. Putting on a false smile she turned and could not quiet meet the worried dark grey eyes of her vice captain.

"Isane-san, what are you doing up so late... another nightmare?"

Her delivering was perfect, her sweetly mellow voice kept even. However, against her will deep blue eyes misted, and a tear worked its way out, sliding down her cheek.

Unohana raised a hand to brush it away, the classic excuse of something being in her eye however dying on her tongue as she found her raised hand captured in the gentle yet firm grip of the large hand of Isane.

"I-Isane-san?" She choked slightly, the words catching in her throat as she met the worried and kind dark gaze of the tall young woman.

Isane's eyes searched her own, the normally shy girl, raising her other hand to cup Unohana's cheek, her thumb brushing away another tear that had fallen. The short woman was frozen, and wide-eyed, feeling heat rise to her cheeks, gracing normally calm features with a rosy blush.

A long moment stretched, the two of them just standing there in the captain's office. And then...

"It is okay Unohana...it is okay to cry"

The normally unmovable woman broke, she was not sure if it was the sound of her name from the normally shy girl's lips or hearing that it was okay to do so. But the tears came, and they came in rivers and floods, and Unohana found herself pulled into a tight embrace, Isane's arms wrapping around her shoulders as her own arms found their way around the girl's waist, hands clinging to the back of her uniform shirt as she soaked the front through, her sobs muffled in Isane's chest.

Isane made soft soothing noises, her chin resting on the top of her captain's head as she ran her thumb back and fourth at the base of Unohana's neck in a soothing manner.

Minuets later, when sobs had turned to hitching breaths and the tears had slowed and finally stopped, Unohana still clung to her vice captain, afraid to leave the warm comfort she had, to her surprise found in her arms.

As if sensing the older woman's fears, Isane tightened her hold on her captain, pressing her lips to the top of the bound dark hair. With out a word, the quiet girl lead Unohana to her quarters.

Once there, and the captain had changed into her night clothes, with Isane turning around with a deep blush on her cheeks, and had settled into her own bed, Isane had turned, to leave her captain's bedroom. But found her progress stopped when a slender, but strong hand gripped her wrist.

"Stay..please Isane.."

Soulful blue eyes broke her faster then the pleading tone, and Isane gave a nod, and she was released to strip down to the thin white robe she wore under her uniform, feeling Unohana's eyes on her the whole time.

Silently the tall lanky young woman slid under the covers and after a moment of hesitation, her normal shy self reasserting itself, she gave in to what she both wanted to do, and what her captain's eyes were telling her to do, her arms wrapping around the slender, smaller form of the dishearten woman, who rolled over and snuggled into her embrace.

Moments before both women fell asleep, they would wonder at how somehow their roles had been reversed.

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UnoxIsa fan art and fanfiction all in one post! Man I have not written even a short story in a long time.

Heh, anyways, I hoped you all enjoyed the story, and like the art. As I said, Unohana x Isane is rare, and there just is so little about them...so I gave it a double whammy and hopefully inspired others to see what I see between these two ^_~

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Unohana and Isane are from Bleach, and thus are not mine.. saddly.. </3