ok so this my first time on fanfiction and creating my own story of Bleach. i ADORE Hitsugaya and Gin pairings but find very few of them and even fewer good ones. Hence, I decided to make my own. It's yaoi (DUH!) but I'm working on the smut and stuff since I'm new to it so go easy on the criticism please! This story is based on Gin and Toshiro's relationship but it's kinda emotional as well so i hope you enjoy!!^^

Chapter 1--------

Hitsugaya stirs slowly and lifts his head to survey his surrounding through heavily lidded eyes. They suddenly widen upon noticing the unfamiliarity of the place. Its stark white with black pillars in all four corners of the room loomed over him menacingly. There is a dressing table against the right wall, a small door revealing a bathroom on the wall in front of him and a larger door securely shut on the left.

'I'm in Las Noches,' he realizes and ruffles his hair from front to back. 'But where exactly…'

As he lays his hand down, he gathers a fistful of silk. A shock runs up his arm as he realizes he had been slumbering on someone's bed for the blankets have been cast to one side and the imprint of a lean person has been left on one side of the bed, very close to his own body. He shudders at the thought of sleeping next to a stranger who might as well have been his captor. So this isn't any ordinary room but someone's private chamber. But who's? And how long has he been here…?

A door slams and Hitsugaya suddenly looks up. A shiver runs up his spine and doesn't leave him. The grin on Gin Ichimaru's face widens as he watches his prize jump backwards on his bed. He has just finished showering and is wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. Toshiro blushes and looks down, noticing that he is dressed in nothing but a flannel white shirt with its sleeves longer than his own arms. Probably Gin's. That very thought made him want to tear the shirt off but dare not for it is his only attire at the moment.

'You're up!' the ex-captain states cheerfully as he dries his mane of silvery purple locks. 'I thought I had knocked you into a coma or something. I woulda thought you were dead if you hadn't curled up in my arms last night when we slept together.' The man gives a mocking laugh. Toshiro grits his teeth and clenches his hands into fists. The bastard…

Now he remembers what happened last night. He had been on night duty at the Seireitei when he spotted some Arrancars roaming about. He didn't feel the need to alert the other members of the night patrol. They weren't much trouble. He had dealt with them in five minutes when Gin appeared out of nowhere. Taken by surprise, Toshiro, full of rage and fury at the traitorous man, attacked him blindly. He realized his mistake now. He shouldn't have underestimated Gin. He had, after all, been the third squad captain. Gin Ichimaru is known for the speed of his attacks. Just as swiftly as he had appeared, he rendered the young taichou unconscious with a single slash of his zanpaktou.

'I was foolish,' Toshiro scolds himself as he scowls at the bed sheets. 'I should have been prepared for such an attack. Never again will I let this bastard get the better of me. Never…'

'Something on your mind, Shiro-chan?' a seductive voice whispers in his ear. Toshiro gives a small gasp as he feels a hand grasp his chin and pull his face up forcefully to look at the man he hated with his entire being. Gin chuckles slightly.

'Don't be angry, little Shiro-chan. It's not your fault you are helpless.'

Toshiro can feel his temper rising. Gin is asking for it. He tries to exude his spiritual pressure on this man but to his surprise, no more than a spark emanates from within him. It's like his reiatsu is being suppressed. Gin chuckles again, causing Toshiro to shake with rage as he tries to restrain himself from striking out at him.

'The advantage of you being in my domain, little Shiro-chan,' Gin purrs as he slithers his hand down the boy's neck to his chest, leaving a trail of goose bumps. 'Is that Aizen can control your reiatsu. As long as you are in Las Noches, nobody can detect you and you are nothing but the helpless little slave you should be.' He then pushes a startled Toshiro back on the bed. 'My personal little slave that is.'

He slowly crawls on top of Toshiro, who tries to crawl away but Gin grabs his wrists and pins them on either side of his head. The shirt has slipped a little on his lithe frame to reveal a smoothly sculpted white shoulder. The sight seems to delight the sly fox for he bends to plant a kiss on it tenderly. He begins to travel upwards, dragging his tongue over the boy's sensitive skin. Toshiro shudders but bears the perverted man's advances. He has no power to stop him right now, even if he tried. It would be like a mouse trying to fight off an elephant. The man maybe up to no good but he has impeccable power and the capability of hurting him mercilessly.

'Why are you doing this, Ichimaru?' the boy whispers and Gin pauses in kissing his jaw line. He gently turns the young taichou's face to his own. His smile is gone now and that frightens Toshiro even more.

'You have no idea how much I've wanted you, Toshiro Hitsugaya,' he hisses dangerously. 'To touch you, to hold you, to-' His grin returns, mocking as ever, and Toshiro can almost hear his thoughts, making his skin flush pink. 'Aizen is not kind. You cannot understand the HATE and RAGE he instigates in me. He knows that he does this to me. He wants me to direct my passion at something worthwhile. The Arrancars are useless but you…you are the perfect distraction for me.'

He caresses the taichou's stunned face. Then he quickly catches the boy's mouth in his for a kiss. As he pulls back, he smirks at the boy's horrified face at being invaded like that.

'You're mine, little Shiro, and don't you forget it,' the fox murmurs and dips in for a longer kiss. Toshiro has finally regained his senses and is struggling now. He kicks Gin in the stomach, causing the strong man to grunt in pain which catches both of them by surprise. Toshiro is astonished he can still hurt this powerful man. But his triumph is short-lived for Gin strikes him hard across the face with his hand, leaving an angry red mark.

'It seems you lack discipline, Shiro-chan,' Gin smirks and fiddles with the buttons of Toshiro's shirt. 'I guess you forgot your manners once you became captain. Don't worry. A little punishment is necessary. It will be my pleasure to give it to you.'

Those very words make Toshiro's skin crawl and that's when he realizes that Gin is unbuttoning him. It is his only form of dignity left in front of this monstrous man and he isn't going to give it up this easily. He tries to squirm out of Gin's hold but that only makes him hold onto the boy even more tightly as he grips both hands in one above his head.

'I've always wondered what you look like underneath,' Gin whispers lecherously and marvels at the boy's youthfully naïve pale skin. Toshiro moans in anguish.

'Ichimaru, don't-!'

'Now you're just tempting me, Shiro-chan! Hush! It'll all be over soon…'

That's when the two of them feel an overwhelmingly powerful spiritual pressure flood the room, making the two of them freeze. Gin's face darkens. In a split second, he's off of Toshiro and slipping on his robes. Toshiro stares at him in disbelief.

'It seems Aizen is in need of my services,' Gin says cheerily and strolls towards the exit but lingers there for a while. 'But when I return, I may not be as gentle as I was now, my little Shiro. So either you accept your fate or suffer.'

With a final grin, he sweeps out of the room. Toshiro hadn't been aware of it but he had been holding his breath. He lets it out in a shuddering sob. He gathers his knees in his arms and buries his face in them, shaking uncontrollably. He's never felt like this before, like some helpless little boy. He's the tenth squad captain for God's sake and good 100 or so years old! Why the hell is he acting like a baby??

He stares at the door with despair wrought on his face. Why did this man make him feel this way?