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~Marlode~
Destinies of the Oceans
Chapter One
The night held its breath as the ocean tides swept in quietly. Everything was still and uneventful. Yet if one were to listen closely, they could discern a small 'shff' sound steadily making its way across the beach; the sound of hurried footsteps.
Although the night may have been still, Renji Abarai was a whirlwind of panic as he jogged across the shore. The red head wore black boots with cuffs at the top, black pants tucked into the boots and slung low on his hips, a long sleeved white shirt that hung open and loosely fit his frame, and a pirate's hat over his head, constraining his vibrant hair.
"I can do this, I can make it!" thought Abarai with wide eyes and clenched teeth.
The male began to alternate between tip-toeing and jogging, making his way towards a small boat anchored to the shore.
Renji had almost reached his destination, but he was cut short by a sudden yell,
"Who goes there?'
Abarai began to run towards his goal, he was so close!
And then the beach was flooded with gas lit lanterns.
The tattooed male halted in his tracks as he groaned and rolled his eyes. He had ALMOST made it to the tiny boat, which would have allowed for him to get back to his main ship, seeing as it was parked a little ways off of the beach.
"Hands up!"
Renji wheeled around with his hands up, raising his eyes to the heavens as he said
"Look, fellas, I'm not doin' anything bad, just a midnight stroll down the beach."
One of the five men with swords stuck out his weapon and frowned as he told Abarai
"Take off your hat."
"Damnit," the red head whispered in an irritated tone.
"What did you say?"
"Oh, nothing."
"…Remove your hat now."
"Nah, I think I like it on my head."
"Do it before one of us does it for you," one of the five sneered.
Abarai grimaced,
"I don't have to do anythin' I don't want to; why should I anyway?"
"Just do it!"
"No need to shout mate, I got good hearing."
"Don't talk down to me!"
"…And yet you're still shouting."
One of the men cleared his throat;
"You see, there's been this pirate captain with red hair that's been a roaming 'round the tides, makin' mischief and such. He's a little bit of a problem for ours' and other's tradin' business; plus there's a good bounty for his capture. We just check any shady characters that are out at this late o' night alone around our territory, and with fishy tendencies such as your own. So jus' take off the hat, ya?"
Then, a calm voice cut through the tension
"What are you people doing on the private section of the Kuchiki beach?"
Renji turned left to the sound of the voice, as did the other men. Abarai's amber and red eyes widened as his vision beheld the most beautiful man he had ever seen; obsidian eyes and hair, smooth white skin, and an obvious grace accompanied by a deep voice.
"My name is Byakuya Kuchiki, and I believe that all of you have overstepped your boundaries onto my family's land."
The noble's eyes narrowed as he noticed that five of the men seemed to have surrounded one of the six present; the one with a pirate-like hat.
Upon Byakuya appearing, the five men surrounding Abarai spluttered and muttered their apologies, they knew that this man was of a high rank in the island's noble households, and out of all the noble families in the lands. They bowed profusely until one of them remembered why they were there in the first place;
"But Sir Kuchiki, this man is a ruthless pirate!" the man exclaimed as he pointed a stubby finger at Renji.
Abarai simply kept his gaze on the Kuchiki, wondering what the noble would do.
Byakuya looked at the 'pirate', not being able to see him very well due to the shadows cast by the gas lamps onto the man's face. Then the noble looked at the surrounding five men, who gave off the appearance of ill mannered thugs, and who had seemed to be threatening this empty handed man with their swords in their shaky hands.
"He will accompany me to my estate."
Byakuya could protect himself if this 'pirate' (if he was one) decided to pull anything.
The scoundrels surrounding Abarai gaped at the Kuchiki,
"But sir!" they spluttered.
"Good night gentlemen," said Byakuya, until motioning to Renji with a tilt of his head, "You, follow me."
The red-head gladly obliged, leaving behind the frustrated idiots who had tried to capture him. Renji grinned, and decided to mess with them a little, pulling off his hat and allowing his red hair to cascade down his back and shoulders. He then waved to them as he briefly glanced back, saying
"See? I wasn't the right man after all!"
Renji smiled widely while the five men fumed as he and Byakuya walked towards the Kuchiki mansion just beyond some of the greenery lining the shore.
Byakuya turned to look at the person he would be welcoming into his estate, and almost choked when he got a good look at the man. The long red hair, the golden skin, the maroon eyes, the striking tattoos leading into his almost transparent white shirt; giving a glimpse of a chiseled body in the moonlight…
'He has to be the most gorgeous man I have ever seen,' thought the noble.
"Uh, so thanks for what you did back there, I really do appreciate it," Renji said sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head.
"I could not watch an unarmed man be abused by those with weapons when he has none."
Renji smiled a little too widely at that, no one had said he wasn't armed… which he was.
"Yeah, I mean, of course!"
Byakuya glanced at the red-head suspiciously.
Abarai failed to notice the Kuchiki's suspicion as his eyes rested upon the well lit structure of the impressive Kuchiki mansion.
"Wow," the tattooed male whistled.
Light footfalls were heard as an attendant rushed to the house gate and pulled it open noiselessly.
"Thank you for waiting for my return Akoro."
The male servant nodded, smiling until noticing the man beside the clan leader of the Kuchiki's.
"Ah, would you like for me to set up a room for your company as well?" the helper questioned.
"Yes, that would suffice."
"Alright, sir."
Renji gaped even more as he and the Kuchiki were led through the mansion until they reached Abarai's room.
"You may leave in the morning, but you will stay the night; it would be rude of me to have it any other way, mister…"
"Renji Abarai. And thank you so much Kuchiki Sir, I really don' get why you're doin' all this but thanks."
Byakuya nodded as he turned to go to his own room; the servant had already gone to attend to other household matters. Upon reaching his bed and changing into his night clothes, the noble decided to check up on his guest one more time. He didn't want to be a discourteous host. It also helped that he had the nagging notion that he wanted to see Renji Abarai again, even if for a minute or less.
Upon reaching his guest's door the Kuchiki leader knocked, but received no response. He tapped the door once again, and upon getting no answer again he decided to take a small peak inside…
'Why am I acting so childish?' frowned the Kuchiki as he slowly edged open Renji's door.
Byakuya was met with the sight of a shirtless Renji, his tattoos running down into his low hanging pants. The loose red hair splayed itself around Abarai's head as he slept, arched on his side.
The Kuchiki closed the door quietly and made his way back to his bed chamber, thinking of the strikingly handsome 'pirate' from the open seas.
Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed! :)
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~Marlode~
