I don't own Bleach! Just my perverse imagination.

'Sup! It's Lupo Bianco, with my first fanfic for this site!

…and ever.

But not to worry! I've poured my heart into this, sorta, and I want more than anything for all you Bleach fans to like it! And as a bonus, It's Yaoi! With lots of %^#+&$ and &%$ and all that *$ ^ &$% .

Renji Abarai's eyes fluttered open. He groaned and shifted in… his bed? It felt different than his bed. That window was unfamiliar as well. He looked out and saw only sand, and a dim moon. No light struck the ground.

Hueco Mundo?

And Renji fell back asleep.

"Yo…"

'YO!"

Renji jolted awake, knocking the sheets off of his naked, slender body. "You don't have to yell!" he yelled. His head twisted sharply, to face his rude awakening. His jaw nearly dropped at the sight of the blue haired espada in bed with him. Grimmjow wore blue pajama bottoms but no shirt, exposing his scarred, toned torso. He stared lazily at a naked Renji, whose hair hung down on his pectorals.

"Good, you're up," Grimmjow stated plainly.

"What the hell are you doing in bed with me?" Renji asked. "How did I get here, and why am I naked?"

"I'll explain that if you behave, shinigami," Grimmjow said. The blue-haired espada was having too much fun. He smirked, showing his sharp teeth.

Renji's blood curdled. "Behave? You must be kidding. I'd never do shit for an arrancar like you."

"But ya' hafto, shinigami," Grimmjow pointed at Renji's wrist. His bare, muscular arm sported a high-tech looking bracelet. "Szayel set me up with a lotta nice stuff to take care of ya' with."

Renji's blood curdled again. "You think I'll let you take care of me? Get this stupid writband offa me, arrancar!" He shouted as he pulled at the strange band.

"This bracelet blocks your shinigami powers and only lets ya' go where I say, also to be removed with good behavior."

Renji wanted to throw up. No Zabimaru, and being controlled by an arrancar? It couldn't get worse. Renji growled in distaste toward Grimmjow. "You sick arrancar."

Grimmjow leaned in close to his new subject. "You oughtta' listen, shinigami." He started, taking a cold tone. "You answer to me now. And I'm not done playing with you yet. With your powers gone, you can't do anything that'll change that, either. So do as I say or you'll like me even less."

Renji shuddered.

"Go shower," Grimmjow commanded, pointing at the bathroom. "I want ya' clean."

Renji gritted his teeth, got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Already unclothed, he didn't need to undress. Noticing the missing shower curtain, he turned on the shower and stepped in, letting the warm water run down his tattooed chest, dampening his smooth, defined muscle, down to his crotch, running through his soft red pubic hair and along his impressive member. It traveled down his muscular legs until he was completely wet. He grabbed some sweet-smelling soap and gently scrubbed.

The Vice-Captain's gut wrenched at the thought of subordinancy to Grimmjow, the images of that sadistic arrancar telling him what to do, shirtless, in bed with him…

Renji had grown hard.

DAMMIT! No. Not this. Not for him.

No way was Renji Abarai, Vice Captain of the Sixth Division, attracted to a lowly arrancar. He went back to scrubbing his tanned body, trying to think of other things. It wouldn't work. He hated Grimmjow, but he was so… hot. It took all of Renji's self control to not jack off right there in the shower. He gritted his teeth and spread the soap smoothly over himself, gasping as he cleaned his crotch, his dick twitching in neglect.

As he grew painfully hard and dripping with precum, he clenched the soap as he rubbed his legs with it. He stepped back into the spray, letting the soap run off his body. This shower couldn't be long enough.

When Renji was finished in the shower, he took a towel to dry himself off. He noticed clothes on the counter. Clothes that weren't there before. That dirty arrancar must have left them.

Wait… did he see me naked? Did he see me hard?

It only ever got more disgusting with this Psycho. He dried himself off with an extremity of disgust. But having no choice, he pulled on the arrancar uniform, matching Grimmjow's, that exposed his tan, tattooed chest. As he stepped out of the bathroom, he saw Grimmjow in the same uniform.

"Anyone ever tell ya' 'bout yer nice ass?" Grimmjow asked lustfully.

Renji's shower had suddenly become more inadequate. He bit his tongue until it bled.

"We're going to eat," Grimmjow said, sporting a suspicious grin.

Done. No sex yet, but I hope Renji in the shower was stimulating enough. I hope to have sexy scenes, if not sex scenes in each chapter. Next chapter will begin with Renji getting acquainted with the other arrancar, which I hope to make a bit more exciting. *snicker* Anyway, if you'd like to comment, I'd love to hear your ideas for sexy scenes (stripping, etc.) if you don't mind sharing them. In fact, the first commenter with an idea that doesn't involve maid outfits gets their idea in the next chapter.

I'll update when my nose stops bleeding!

-Lupo Bianco