Enigma

Disclaimer: We don't own Bleach! All credit goes to Tite Kubo.

Warning: Yaoi/shonen-ai/slash (don't like, don't read!)

Rated M for later chapters...(maybe?)

We would also like to thank MamoruSan and butterflyqvrs since they were the ones who inspired us to do this slash. There might've been others, but we're not sure…We also took some ideas and quotes from them, but we're giving them credit for them right now! So don't judge us too harshly…

Chapter 1

"Aizen!" Gin called out sing-songingly, dancing into the fifth division headquarters.

Aizen sighed. "What do you want, Gin?" he asked.

"Nothin'!" Gin smiled and then turned around and left.

Aizen shook his head, returning to his paperwork. Always such an interesting child…

Gin strolled down the streets of Seireitei, heading back to his division. Entering his office, he glanced at the empty desk that would have belonged to his lieutenant. The former lieutenant, Chikane Iba, had retired a couple of weeks ago, and now he was left with all the paperwork for the division. The silver-haired man sighed, looking at his own desk overflowing with papers. Just the thought of working made him tired. He turned around and walked out of his office.

Gin had just walked around a corner when he ran into someone. Someone who had been carrying a lot of paperwork, all of which was on the ground now.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I should've been watching where I was going."

Gin watched with an amused expression as a young blond-haired man scurried around, trying to pick up the fallen papers.

"It's all right. It ain't a big deal," he told the flustered blond.

"All right…" the younger man said, picking up the last of the paperwork. Glancing up, he gasped as he saw the man he had crashed into. "I-Ichimaru-taichou?"

Gin grinned. "Yes?"

"I-ah-I mean…" the blond man stuttered awkwardly, a blush crossing his face.

Gin's grin widened. 'What was that? I'm afraid I couldn't understand ya with all that stutterin'."

The blond didn't reply, instead staring up at Gin with a look of awe. This perplexed the silver-haired man momentarily, but as he studied the other man's face, he recognized him. He had been in the group of students he and Aizen-taichou had saved back when he had been a lieutenant. "My, my, ya sure have grown, haven't ya?"

The blond blushed a deeper shade of red.

"What was your name again?"

The younger man finally found his voice. "I-Izuru Kira."

Gin leaned down, bringing his lips to Izuru's ear. "Well then, 'Zuru, ya look like the kind of man I would like ta have under me."

Izuru's eyes widened as he gazed up at the silver-haired man, speechless. Gin's smile turned positively evil as he watched the blond. He just looked so pretty like that, his face pink and his big blue eyes looking up at him.

Izuru finally snapped out of his daze. "Ah, Ichimaru-taichou, these are for you." He fumbled with the paperwork in his arms, finally managing to hand it to Gin, who took it, a smile still on his face.

"Why thank ya, "Zuru. I much appreciate it."

"You're welcome," Izuru murmured quietly, not meeting his superior's squinted eyes. He knew he was making a fool of himself in front of his beloved hero, and hated himself for it.

"Ya know," Gin said suddenly, startling Izuru out of his thoughts. "This is an awful lot of paperwork for one person. I ain't sure if I can finish it all by mahself."

The blond man blinked. What was he trying to say?

Gin smirked and continued. "Maybe ya could come over and help me out a bit, 'Zuru."

Izuru's heart began thumping excitedly in his chest. Gin wanted to see him again? Despite his clumsiness, he still wanted his help? "O-of course, Ichimaru-taichou!" He managed to say. "I would be happy to help you!"

Gin's smirk widened as he stepped closer to the blond. "Now that's a good boy," he whispered, running his fingers through Izuru's silky blond hair. Izuru closed his eyes, enjoying the silver-haired man's touch. Gin's hand wandered downward, running along his collarbone, and then pulled away abruptly. Izuru opened his eyes. The street was empty. Gin was gone.

Gin stood on the roof of the third division headquarters, chuckling quietly to himself. He watched delightedly as the petite blond man looked around, searching for him. Not seeing the elusive captain anywhere, Izuru walked away, shoulders slumped in disappointment. Gin smirked evilly. His new toy missed him already, he could tell. Izuru Kira really would be very fun to play with. Gin couldn't wait for tomorrow.