WHY DO YOU THINK THEY'RE CALLED FUK-A-TAICHOU'S?

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Renji and Byakuya arrived at Ichigo's house at four in the morning.

The wind was cold, and it was pouring with rain, and as they were clad only in their thin Shihakusho's (soul reaper uniforms) they were soon soaked through and the black uniforms sticking to their flesh like a second layer of skin.

Byakuya knocked loudly on the door for the third time, and for the third time there was no reply.

"Maybe they're out?" suggested Renji, hugging himself for warmth, as Byakuya stepped back, annoyance flickering briefly across his normally expressionless features.

"this is stupid," he finally announced.

"Glad you noticed," muttered his vice-captain from behind a loose curtain of dark, wet but still bright red hair. Byakuya frowned a him, but decided to ignore the outburst and carried on.

"They wouldn't have gone out. Nothing's open at 4'o'clock in the morning. And anyway Ichigo's dad doesn't know about my sister. Even if they had gone out, Rukia would still be here to let us in!"

"true…" Renji nodded, and sighed, and Byakuya stared at the ripple of well-formed muscle across his chest with barely disguised interest. Renji quickly turned his head to hide his blush as he noticed, and said, to hide his embarrassment-

"well, I have a simpler solution……"

"What?" Byakuya took a step closer, and Renji noticed for the first time how gorgeous his captain really was.

He'd always known Byakuya was beautiful, in a dark-eyed, moody, and vaguely feminine way, but he'd never really noticed it before now, as he'd generally been busy trying to work out how to defeat him…..

Renji took a deep breath. That was it.

He'd always wanted to defeat Byakuya so that Rukia could look at him again- really look at him, like she had so long ago, like he was the most amazing thing she'd ever seen.

Rukia was the one he'd always loved.

And yes…

Byakuya did look a lot like his younger sister… the same long thick black hair hanging over his shoulders, the same dark-lashed deep eyes, and the same air of stuck-up superiority.

That was why he had been so …distracted… about his captain recently.

It was just because Rukia had been away so much in the human world with Ichigo, damn him to hell the strawberry bastard, and he was missing her…

Nothing more.

Renji had almost succeeded in convincing himself that he was not in love with his captain who had beaten him into a bloody pulp only a few weeks beforehand, when Byakuya's warm lips suddenly pressed against his, and his hard arms wrapped securely around him.

Renji's eyes widened, and he tried to wriggle away from the kiss, but Byakuya had him in a vice-like grip and the hilt of his zanpakutou (soul slaying sword) was diging uncomfortably into his thigh…

…At least, he hoped it was his zanpakutou hilt.

"Care to finish off your sentence, Abarai?" murmured his captain into his mouth, and Renji suddenly felt like he was drowning in those endlessly deep violet-black eyes.

"I…I…I was just going to say…"

"Yes?" Byakuya pressed himself against him again, and this time, Renji kissed him again, giving into the wave of desire which coursed through him.

"I was going to say…" he gasped as Byakuya's cold hand slipped inside his kimono, tracing lines down his tattooed stomach with icy fingers.

"That… that the reason they aren't answering the door is…"

"yes?"

"Because…"

"Yes…?"

"They're asleep."

"Ah."

They stood there for a few minutes in rather companionable silence, especially seeing as it was still pouring with rain (Ha! How many of you forgot about the rain?) and that Byakuya still had his hand down Renji's top.

"How about," gasped Renji, as Byakuya ran his tongue lightly up his neck, "We don't bother them tonight?"

"Good idea." Byakuya untangled himself from Renji.

Renji looked a bit dejected in the cold wet rain. Byakuya slipped his arm around Renji's waist hugging him towards him (Supposedly for warmth).

Byakuya held him close in his unbreakable grip and this time however Renji didn't even attempt to resist. Renji turned his head towards Byakuya, then slowly and hesitantly he brought his mouth up and kissed his captain full on the lips as the rain sploshed in puddles around their entwined bodies making them even wetter (and hotter XD).

Renji moved his hands up to his captain's hair twirling it around his fingers. Surprisingly, it was incredibly soft, like midnight black silk. He found himself wondering almost dazedly if he used the same conditioner as Rukia did… She was the only other person he knew with hair that soft.

The water ran in soft rivulets down his arms, making his skin tingle pleasantly. Byakuya noticed the slick rain drops dribbling over his golden tanned skin, and in a second he had run his tongue up Renji's wrist, slowly moving upwards towards his neck. His hands tangled in Renji's clothes, and then with one swift movement he had removed Renji's shihakusho to his waist, so that his top half was completely naked.

Renji stood completely motionless as Byakuya ran his hot tongue over all Renji's tattoos, his tongue moved gently over his stomach moving slowly down. Byakuya's hands stroked down Renji's smooth flat stomach, his wandering hands crept down further flooring Renji's shihakusho. Byakuya stare took in all of Renji's inked skin, Renji shifted slightly before moving his hands to floor Byakuya's shihakusho in one move.