WARNING. contains cliffhanger, unahana being a crafty motherfucker, swearing, yaoi, (man-on-man) and all kinds of PWP.

italics are hanatarou's thoughts and pov and dreams and desires, and bold is byakuya's. please no flaming.

I don't know what i did wrong. Where i swerved onto the path of the damned. What, exactly did i do to deserve this?

Hanatarou leaned heavily against a building, breathing deeply and unevenly. He couldn't see straight. Every part of his body was tense and tight and burning... and it felt so good. All he could remember was captain Unahana striding over to him, smiling at him and handing him a drink on a hot day. He had drank it all, thankful and in awe of his captains kindness.

And now... he shook against the wall, muttering to himself, panting, his hips jerking up involuntarily. He saw a shadow coming towards him. A man. A captain. Dark hair and darker eyes. White scarf. A royal, prideful stare that just got him so fucking hot-! He clutched at the wall desperately. "Captain... captain kuchiki..." Jesus was that his voice? it sounded breathy and needy and dark as hell- he sounded like such a slut. Byakuya took a step closer to him, and he started begging.

Byakuya stopped dead. Threw a single calculating look at hanatarou. Then in one smooth motion, he picked hanatarou up, and slung him over his shoulder.

I must say, i believe i have possibly underestimated Unahana a small bit. Just a little. Those words taste sour on my mouth. When i said to Unahana Retsu that i did not ever mix personal pleasure with work, and therefore never had much of a- ah- social life... and never would... i didn't... think... she would actually drug her precious fourth. Just to prove a point. Damn her. She was supposed to be the caring captain. The kind one that always went the extra mile. She wasn't supposed to engage in childish mannerism's such as drugging people. aphrodisiacs are absolutely illegal in soul society. i don't even know where she got it.

She's insane. i realize that now. I- Byakuya Kuchiki- am sorry. Someone take this whimpering, needy thing off my hands before i kill it.

Oh, god, he's whispering in my ear. Clawing up my back. This... medic... is humping my shoulder. His whispers are growing needier and hoarser and breathier and it makes me want to... no! Absolutely not. There are so many things wrong with that. I will take responsibility for this. I will. I'll take him to my quarters. And tie him. To a bed. And then I'll wait for the drug to wear off. Then i will make him leave, and everything will be fine byakuya-get-it-together!

Hanatarou couldn't even believe himself. It wasn't like he was going to stop or anything, but he still couldn't believe himself. Byakuya was tying him to a bed. He had to lean over to fully accomplish it and hanatarou bit his ear. And his neck. And his shoulder. He didn't give any resistance, but if Byakuya didn't fuck him sometime this century, he was going to have to take drastic measures. "Mmmnhyeahh fucking tie me up and fuck me till' i can't walk tomorrow, you gotta..." Byakuya sat resolutely in a chair, and refused to look at him. Hanatarou, thrilled by his own blatant sluttiness, began desperately humping the air. Byakuya went very still, and slowly dragged his gaze down Hanatarou's body. Yamada was still talking. "i want your dick. i want it soo bad i need it dammit i need you so bad, captain, look at me. Look. I'm all helpless and tied up and crazy and horny and you want it i know you do so..." Hanatarou stumbled on, words slurring into an erotic,broken stream, leaving Byakuya's dick to do the rest.

…. oh, fuck me.

If you review, you can have some of Unahana's crazy lady aphrodisiac recipes. And another chapter. And a puppy. :D