AN: This story is linked in with my crossover piece "Forever Sounds Nice" however it really does just centre on Bleach characters and Cloud only pops up due to his relationship with Ichigo and someone that looks a lot like Kadaj is the DJ at his club. You don't have to read "Forever Sounds Nice" to understand it; since everything you might want to know is explained as it is AU. Please enjoy xx.

Jūshirō put the gilded envelope on the table and looked out over the water; it had been a while since he had been to the main land. He didn't feel the need go there to anymore. He didn't need to work and he was happy in the house that he had designed while he was still working.

Shunsui had made good on his promise that he would make sure they lived in something he had built and Jūshirō was more than happy for that. It wasn't everyday that you could say you lived in the house your lover built, but he could and that made him so proud. He hadn't known that for the last four years Shunsui had been putting all his effort in to getting the house finished, but when he got down on one knee in their small apartment back in the city and passed him the intricate key for the new house Jūshirō had to turn away from the fear that Shunsui would see him weep from joy.

Not that it mattered in the slightest as Shunsui had planned it all and knew what to expect. The pair of them retired from Soul Serenity Designs and moved to the island where the most perfect house existed. Jūshirō had to admit that there were some people he wished he had said good bye to; Ichigo-kun particularly, but since Kisuke was still being a little funny with anyone from Soul Serenity Designs he had never got the chance.

He had always known that kid was special. Anyone that could make Rukia feel safe in her own skin was someone with a great gift. It didn't hurt that the boy had vision. It was as if his unfathomable brown eyes could see things that no normal person could see. His speciality had been the designing the interiors of sky scrapers and once when Jūshirō had asked what made him like them so much he had answered with the barest rise of his shoulders and said,

"It just feels right," Jūshirō never questioned him further appeased by the ease at which he was nonchalant about it all.

It had hurt when Sousuke had betrayed them all and had a new intern come in and steal all of the designs that both Urahara Shoten and SSD had been working on. Knowing full well that both companies were in front of the curve in the business and he wanted an edge to cut a corner in the market. The set up had been so flamboyant that Kisuke never wanted either of the companies to mix again; not that Jūshirō could blame him he was fired from SSD because of Sousuke years earlier. Sometimes it felt like forever ago, but it hadn't been that long, just a few lifetimes or so he thought.

"Honey I'm hooooooome," Shunsui said from the front door and Jūshirō stood up smiling, he could never get enough of hearing that line. He walked towards the door feeling a little unsteady on his feet from the giddy sensation inside. As he pulled it open Shunsui danced through and kissed him lightly on his cheek, "You have colour back in your cheeks," he said with a cocked eyebrow as he took the pins out of his hair and loosened the scrunchy letting the mahogany waves cover his shoulders staining the brilliant white t-shirt brown. "So what's with the smile?" he asked in an almost seductive manner as he took off the grey waist coat he had been wearing. "Because if it's what I think it is, I need to have food first, I'm starved." The look Jūshirō gave Shunsui must have been one of complete indifference as Shunsui quickly changed tact and began to sweet talk his lover. "Shiro I've had a long day, I was out… fishing and I just want to have something to eat before we snuggle."

"Fishing?" Jūshirō asked suspiciously, "As in for girl's right? Because Shunsui I don't think you would be fishing for food, that's too far beneath you," Shunsui went a violent shade of red and turned away,

"Okay I wasn't fishing I was drawing… designing actually... a building for Ol'Yamma" Jūshirō stumbled back, this truth hurt more than the idea of his cheating, "It's a one off thing, it was a special order from a client I couldn't say no." Jūshirō pulled the collar of his black shirt closer together and walked back.

"Right," was all he said as he walked out on to the deck his bare feet slapping against the sea buffered slats. Jūshirō heard a shuffle of papers coming from the table and then a throaty chuckle with that his anger dissipated and he turned around to see what Shunsui had found so amusing, in his hand was the gilded envelope and on his face was the most charming and engaging smile. When he raised his eyes up from what he was reading they were filled with warmth and Jūshirō felt a distinct fluttering in his stomach and couldn't believe that after so much time he was still a teenage kid on the inside when it came to his love of Shunsui.

"So little Yuzu is finally tying the knot?" he said nodding at the invitation,

"So it would seem," Jūshirō replied coughing lightly, he saw concern flair in Shunsui's eyes and smiled softly shaking his head telling the other man that it was nothing to worry about.

"Do you want to go?" Shunsui asked moving around the table to move closer to Jūshirō, he put his hand on Jūshirō's shoulder lightly and watched as Jūshirō nodded. "So we go," Shunsui said laughing, "Also I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was working I thought it would hurt you; as we promised not to work again, but here I am hurting you more as I didn't tell you, just shows that after all these years some things never change and I'm still an idiot when it comes to you." Jūshirō felt himself blush and turned towards the west so he could watch the sea again,

"I'm not the only one you are an idiot about,"

"Is that so," Shunsui murmured as he placed his lips gently against Jūshirō's throat,

"Hmmm," was all Jūshirō could say as he squirmed under the gentle warmth,

"I suppose I do have a soft spot for Ichigo-kun, like you and Nanao, she was the one that came to tell me about the work Ol'Yamma was asking for she seemed very happy to be of use to someone again, I think she's lonely all on her own."

"I wish you wouldn't talk of women when you do that," Jūshirō mumbled as his knees buckled making him lean in to the glass that surrounded the deck,

"Really I like it, it's the only time I see you jealous and for me it's better than any drug." He wrapped his arms around Jūshirō's waist and leant in further so Jūshirō could feel his warm breath on his ear. "So are we going to RSVP that invitation then? Or are we going to stand here?"

"We can RSVP later," Jūshirō replied his face becoming red,

"I like that idea," was the response he got as he was lifted off the floor like a princess. "I have something I need now more than food."