Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach...or the story within my story (it is called "Gentle" by Kaara)

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"Fan fiction?" thought aloud Kira Izuru.

"What waz dat, Izuru?"

"Oh, it's nothing Ichimaru-taichou," apologized Kira.

Ichimaru Gin walked towards his fuku-taichou's desk to see what the blonde was looking at on his computer.

"Fanfiction dot net, ne? Click on it Izuru."

"H-hai."

When Kira clicked on it, he clicked on anime/manga by accident.

"Oops. Sumimasen, I'll go back," stammered Kira.

"Chotomate, Izuru. There's a story 'bout us. Click on it."

After Kira clicked on it and they began to read it, it was towards the middle and end when Kira turned a light shade a pink in the face. It read:

Gin tilted his head and the grin faltered slightly. One eye cracked open, cold blue gleaming dangerously underneath grey bangs. "Are you trying to refuse my offer, fuku-taichou?"

"Of course not!" the mortification notched up a level or fifteen." I didn't mean it that way," Kira continued weakly, fighting down his blush. The smirking captain always made him feel like a pre-pubescent school boy facing a childhood idol.

"It's settled then!" Gin exclaimed with a wide grin, pearly teeth flashing. He sprung from his seat and sauntered jauntily towards Kira. Placing one hand on the fuku-taichou's tense shoulder, Gin lowered his head until his lips barely touched the reddening earlobe. "Meet me in my room tonight. After dinner."

Kira only remembered to breathe five minutes after Gin's departure. The Third Division might as well lose their new vice-captain that day from lack of air.

Few lines later... (I was too lazy to write the whole paragraph.)

That night, Kira knew that yes, Ichimaru-taichou is indeed not a gentle person. He had multiple bruises and wounds to prove that. As well as the limp he would be forced to walk in for the next week or so.

Gin and Kira were completely silent when they finished reading the fan fiction. Gin's face was unreadable, but Kira's face was a light shade of red. There was an awkward silence between them. Still, the silence didn't last long. They both looked up when Matsumoto Rangiku came in.

"I was wondering if you guys would like to come to my sake party."

"We'll go," confirmed Gin.

When she left, Gin looked at Kira.

"Lets' see wha' other stories there are, Izuru-chan."

Owari

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I hope you liked it! Please tell me what you think about my first fanfic. R&R! I won't mind flamers, but try not to flame though. Arigato gozaimasu! Ja ne.