A/N: Well, here we have what will certainly be another of my angsty little fics. Honestly what have I written here that isn't angst neh? Anyway, first chapter, just finished it like 2 minutes ago XP. I don't really know how long this fic will be, but probably at least 3 chapters...maybe more who knows. It all depends on how much space it takes for me to get it where I want it. So yeah...Not much else to say aside from I hope you like it so far, and reviews make me happy! X3
The dark crimson of his blood contrasted sharply with pale skin of his inner arm and wrist. He watched it make small patterns as it ran down his arm to between his fingers, a sort of morbid calm falling over him as it continued to form rapidly cooling puddles on the cold floor. He had the odd thought that the red would definitely stain the grout that separated the tiles of the shower floor. He could feel the warmth of the blood that was steadily creeping up the material of his jeans, making the cloth cling the side of his thigh.
He heard the faint sound of someone calling his name and knocking on the bathroom door, he made no move to answer; he couldn't even if he had wanted to. There was so much blood pooling over the stark white tiles that it had reached the drain and was flowing freely into the dark opening.
The voice at that door grew louder and the door rattled violently, but he didn't care; he could hardly hear it and it didn't matter anyway. He had finally escaped, that was all he cared about. His eyelids had grown too heavy for him to keep open any longer and he let them slip shut just as someone crashed through the door. He caught a glimpse of red hair, and had time to notice how closely it matched the crimson that was all around him. Then his mind and body surrendered to the sweet, empty darkness that he had been looking for.
Izuru absently ran his thumb over the thick scar on his wrist before tugging his shirt sleeve to cover it. It'd been a little over a year since that night. After a couple of blood transfusions, days in the hospital, numerous hours of counseling, and plenty of worried looks and comments from his friends…he still wished that Renji hadn't broken down that door in time. He would never openly admit that to them though.
They still worried, he knew that, but things had calmed down. They no longer looked at him like he was going to throw himself into traffic at any moment. He had to admit he had considered it a few times though. It was actually becoming more tempting lately…well maybe not diving into traffic though…
"Hey! Izuru! You in there!?" Renji yelled after pounding on his front door.
"It's open!" Izuru answered.
He moaned and pulled his pillow over his face as Renji came into his room, flipping the light switch on.
"Come on Izuru, get your ass outta bed. We're all going out to the club." Renji snatched the pillow off his face.
"Why don't I just stay here?" Izuru groaned as the light hit his eyes.
"No, you're gonna come with us. You needta' get outta this apartment, to meet some new people, maybe get laid." Renji smirked as he dragged Izuru off of his bed.
"I don't need to meet people, or get laid!" Izuru argued as he got to his feet.
"Yes you do, all you've done since Shuhei left is hide out in here or sit like a zombie in class. You, are coming with me, and we are going to go meet everyone at the club." Renji began shoving him towards the bathroom. "Now take a shower and get some clean clothes on, you look like crap."
"Gee thanks." Izuru mumbled as he gave in and pulled the bathroom door shut behind him.
An hour later and Izuru found himself nursing a drink at table with a group of his friends; feigning enjoyment, rather well he thought. It didn't help that, aside from Momo, he was sort of the odd one out. Renji sat beside him with his arm around Rukia, on his other side Yumichika was leaning against Ikkaku, across the table Hanatarou was all but on Byakuya's lap, and Ichigo and Uryu were glaring at each other rather sedately compared to usual (though he'd bet anything that their hands were anything but sedate under the table). Momo was the only other unpaired person in this circle, and that was because Toshirou had work to finish.
How Renji expected him to meet anyone when they all seemed hell-bent on keeping him in their conversations, he didn't know. He could tell that they were all carefully avoiding the topic of Shuhei, and it was slightly irritating. If anyone else had been dumped they there would've been copious amounts of teasing, but it had been him; they were all still walking on eggshells around him. Izuru leaned forward and rested his chin on his arms; he couldn't really blame them though, he hadn't exactly proved that he could handle life's little hardships all that well.
"Hey guys! Why wasn't I invited to this little party!?" Rangiku's loud voice came from across the table.
"We tried to call you, but you must've been too busy with Sosuke 'cause you wouldn't answer! Or maybe it wasn't Aizen, who's this guy?" Renji asked as they all noticed another person come up with Rangiku. He was nearly as tall as Renji with silvery hair, and he had the biggest smile Izuru had ever seen.
"Oh, this is Gin; he's a friend of Sosuke's and mine from high school. I ran into him earlier today." She pushed Gin in front of her and began pointing at people and giving names.
Apparently he already knew Byakuya and Rukia because he and Byakuya were taking a few classes together at the University. Byakuya didn't seem very enthused to see him though, but that guy didn't seem enthused with anyone other than Hanatarou… Everyone had been introduced by the time Izuru realized that Rangiku had managed to skip over him. Oh well, it wasn't the first time she'd done something like that. He felt a little disappointment drifting in the back of his mind, this Gin was pretty good looking.
It had been a couple of hours since he'd arrived with Rangiku, and her little mass of friends seemed to have broken up into more personal groups. Now he was left talking to her and, what was her name…Momo, who seemed to have come alone. Gin was only half listening to them talk, most of his attention on a blonde who was nursing his drink alone on the other side of the table.
He couldn't pull up a name for him, and remembered that Rangiku had skipped him when she was pointing everyone out. He watched him, becoming curious when he saw the blonde begin to fidget with his wrist then tug at his sleeve only to repeat the process minutes later.
"Rangiku, who is that blonde with the lop-hair? I believe you failed to give me a name for him earlier." He asked quietly when he heard a pause in the girls conversation.
"Who? Oh, Izuru Kira…but it'd be better if you didn't talk to him." Rangiku answered, her speech slurred from all she'd had to drink so far.
"Why shouldn't I talk to him? Does he have a jealous lover that I should watch for?" Gin asked, disguising his inquiry with a sarcastic tone.
"No, but he just got dumped and I don't think someone like you would be good for him." she leaned closer, "He doesn't take things very well, you wouldn't be very good for fixing that I don't think." she added in what she seemed to think was a whisper.
So that would explain why she deliberately didn't mention him earlier, she was worried he'd use the guy. Well, he mightn't have bothered Izuru but he couldn't just let the poor thing sit by himself with all these couples around. What were his friends thinking, how inconsiderate of them to leave him alone.
Izuru sighed and pushed his drink away from him, he couldn't remember how man he'd had and he knew that meant he'd had too much. He rested his forehead on the table, already dreading the hangover he'd have in the morning. Why oh why was he even here, it hadn't taken long for everyone to separate into their own little corners so now he was left to sit here like a fool.
He jumped as hands ran down his shoulders and wrapped around his wrists. When he tried to sit up his back pressed into another body, he looked to the side to find Gin leaning over his shoulder. He turned his wrist over and slid his sleeves up; too shocked to move, Izuru just stared at the man as he ran his fingers over the scars there.
"E-excuse me, but what are you doing?" He finally choked out and tried to pull his arms out of Gin's grasp.
"Just checking on what you've been playing with all night, and I have to say those are some rather impressive scars. Something tells me they weren't an accident." Gin's purred against Izuru's ear, making him shiver, as he held fast to his wrists
"They were as far from an accident as you can get." He answered, a little surprised that Gin had been watching him enough to see him fidgeting like that.
"Seems to me that you must not have been very happy, to let something like that happen." Izuru stiffened as he felt Gin's lips against his neck. The way he was pinned to the table made it so he couldn't move, so short of shouting at him there was no way to make him stop…not that Izuru really wanted him to.
"Or lonely." He murmured before he could stop himself.
"Oh? Well, then considering how much you've had to drink and how slow this night seems to have been; I think it would be a bad idea for you to go home alone tonight." Gin replied.
Izuru's breath caught in his throat as he felt teeth graze his ear; he just nodded his head in answer to Gin's statement. He felt the grip on his arms loosen as Gin pulled away from him. As soon as he stood up an arm slipped around his waist and turned him around, before he knew it Gin had tipped his chin up and snaked his tongue into his mouth and a hand under his shirt. He moaned a little against Gin's mouth as his tongue made a few short sweeps over his own before Gin pulled away once again. He was grateful that Yumi and Ikkaku had left already and Renji and Rukia had moved elsewhere; so no one had witnessed that little scene.
Izuru found he couldn't think very clearly, and he wasn't sure if it was all the alcohol in his system or Gin. He looked up at Gin, who still wore the big smile he'd had when he first arrived. He noticed that the smile was so big it seemed to keep the man's eyes from being much more than half open. He could just see his eyes through his lashes, they were a strange shade of brown that seemed almost red.
"You might want to let your friend know you're heading home, we wouldn't want him thinking that I kidnapped you." Gin's voice snapped him out of his daze. Izuru nodded before moving to find Renji and Rukia.
They had managed to shift their way around the table until they were sitting with a drunken Rangiku and Momo, and were in a semi-debate with the former. He gave Renji's shoulder a shove to get his attention.
"Hey, I'm heading home alright?" Izuru said after Renji turned to face him.
"Sure, but don't you need a ride?" Renji frowned slightly; but his eyebrow arched and smirk slid across his face when he saw Gin waiting a few feet behind him. "Oh, looks like it was a good thing I dragged you outta bed, neh?"
"Watch yourself with him Izuru, he's not as nice as he acts." Rangiku's slurred voice came from the other side of Renji, where she was half hanging on Momo.
"I'll be fine Rangiku." Izuru flashed them all a small smile before returning to Gin.
"Looks like he's done pretty well for the night." Renji chuckled after they all watched the pair leave.
"Do you really think he should be careful with Gin, Rangiku?" Momo asked a little concern on her face.
"His smile gives me the creeps, but he can't be all that bad if you're friends with him right?" Rukia added on.
"I'm friends with Renji here too, but that doesn't mean he's not a bastard sometimes now does it?" Rangiku answered.
"Haha, I love you too." Renji scowled, "I'm sure Izuru'll be alright." He added for Momo's benefit.
The second Izuru's apartment door shut behind them Gin had him pinned to it, his mouth sealed over his. Izuru hissed and dug his fingers into Gin's shoulders as long fingers slid down the front of his pants and began to tease him, making his hips arch against his hand. He could hardly stand it felt so good, he groaned in protest when he felt the hand withdraw from his pants. Gin laughed quietly in reply.
Izuru felt his shirt being tugged up his body and released Gin long enough for it to pass over his head and slide from his arms before moving to return the action. Izuru could barely stifle a moan as Gin's hands began to slide up his sides and over his back. They both made their way to Izuru's room.
Somewhere along the way shoes were kicked off, and pants that had recently become unbearably tight were stripped off. By the time Izuru felt the backs of his legs hit the bed they were both completely devoid of clothing. Just as he was about to lean back onto the bed Gin spun him in his arms so his back was pressed against the taller man's chest.
He let himself lean against Gin as hands came around his waist to tease him once again, a hot mouth simultaneously biting at the curve of his shoulder and neck. Gin walked him forward until he fell onto his hands and knees on the bed. Gin kept an arm around his waist, the other hand turned his face back so that Gin could once again invade his mouth.
Izuru was aware of the hand at his waist tightening on his hip before Gin slammed into him without warning. He felt a sharp cry tear from his lips only to be swallowed by the mouth still locked with his. He was given only a moment to adjust before Gin's hips began rocking against him.
A few small whimpers escaped him as Gin released his lips in favor of kissing and biting along the nape of his neck. It didn't take long for the pain to subside with Gin grazing his prostate with every move.
Soon Izuru was crying out with every thrust and rocking his hips back to meet Gin's; Gin's hips moving hard and fast while his hand pumped his erection in time to the motion. He could feel the Gin's breath on the back of his neck in short, hot bursts.
All the pleasure piled on him until he couldn't hold himself up and his arms buckled. Gin's arm tightened around his waist and held him up while the other continued to work at his length.
Izuru came hard in Gin's hand, crying out his name as a shudder ran through his entire body. Gin followed him a few quick thrusts later, collapsing against Izuru with a low moan as he found his release inside of him.
Gin slid from Izuru and collapsed on the bed beside him; slowly licking his hand clean, a gesture that surprised Izuru. He watched through half closed eyes as Gin finished this act before moving to kiss him, wondering at the mix of his own taste with the sweet flavor of Gin's mouth. Gin surprised him when he shifted, making Izuru move with him, so that he could pull the sheets over them both.
Izuru laid so that his head rested against Gin's shoulder. He smiled softly to himself as he began to fall asleep, tonight had definitely been a nice change of pace. The fact that Gin didn't treat him like something he could break with one wrong move only made it better; though he might be regretting that in the morning.
A/N: Well there we have chapter one of my Gin.Izuru fic. If it is not already clear, YES it is AU. AU is easier, and I'm lazy...plus I like AU stories XP. Anyway, yeah I paired Rangiku and Aizen...what can I say, it made me giggle X3. Of course I had to sneak Hana and 'Kuya in, Ikkaku.Yumi and Ichigo.Uryu are som others I enjoy so I figured why not. While I don't really care for Momo, she is one of Izuru's friends in the series so she was kind of necessary. And lastly, Renji is with Rukia A. they are cute together, B. I needed to balance out all those yaoi pairs with another Het couple and C. because Shuhei had to play the part of Izuru's ex. (that is also a cute pair X3) Anywaym there's my rationalization for the pairings so nyah if you don't like it; they aren't the ones that matter anyway. Blah...It's already 2 am and i need to get up at 6:30 X.X Damn I'm rambling...so yeah, hope you are enjoying it thus far...you'll review if your nice XP
(BTW, I know Gin's chunk of the fic was kind of short...but this is kind of more Izuru based... however he may or may not get more thought time. I'll try, since I do like Gin quite a bit X3)