A Little Indiscretion
(Bad boy Aizen Sousuke takes advantage of an unguarded moment on the battlefield with the lovely, unobtainable and injured Kuchiki Byakuya. How could they know that one wicked little sin would change the course of their lives?)
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AN**I started this, then didn't like Chapter 2, so after this chapter, it will be all new material!
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Chapter 1: Falling Blossom
It's dark.
Luckily for me, I'm accustomed to moving around comfortably in it. And for some time now, I was bound and kept in complete darkness and silence, where I could only imagine sounds...except when they came to question me. Then, when that cocky Kyouraku Shunsui came to use me on behalf of the shinigamis in the quincy conflict. But he left me tied to a chair and he taunted me to escape if I could.
Of course I escaped.
But as I left the shinigamis to fight and started away, that was when I saw him...
I don't know for how long Kuchiki Byakuya has teased me with his beauty. And if I thought he was beautiful before, seeing him at full power, surrounded in white like an angel and radiating melting reiatsu. I watched him collide with his enemy, spin away and turn back. He was bleeding, but the red streaks only added to his supernatural comeliness. He and his quincy foe met for a final onslaught of blows and I knew for a fact that the quincy was stronger. Still, Byakuya threw all of his grace, strength and power into trying to defy the odds.
And when the quincy struck him and he started to fall, I don't know what came over me. I moved without thinking...forgetting that my efforts to escape had left me at the level of that quincy...and I placed myself between the two. While Byakuya crashed down onto the hard ground and laid still, I engaged the quincy. I wouldn't let him win, of course.
But even in victory, I found myself collapsing onto the ground and everything going dark for a time.
What a foolish thing love is...
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Aizen Sousuke felt soft, cool hands touch his face and felt the gentle flow of healing reiatsu into his aching body, where it laid amidst the ruins of what had been one of the palaces of the royal guard. He scented the pleasant fragrance of sakura and couldn't quite contain a smile.
"Byakuya?" he inquired, "You survived?"
"You shouldn't try to move," the noble advised him, his voice sounding tired and touched with pain, "You were seriously injured."
Aizen gave the noble a sly look.
"And you are that concerned that I should live?" he asked coyly, "How unlike you."
"I told you to hold still," Byakuya admonished him, his voice strangely void of familiarity, "unless you wish to bleed out before help arrives."
"Again, I am surprised," Aizen confessed, noting the care in the hands that touched him, "Have you really forgotten your dislike for me?"
"Do we know each other?" Byakuya asked, looking at him and frowning.
"You don't remember me?" the brown-eyed man mused, "Or is this some kind of game?"
"I don't know what you mean," Byakuya answered wearily, "We are on a battlefield, alone and injured. This is no place for playing games...erm...?"
"Sousuke," the former taichou provided, eyeing the noble suspiciously, "You...really don't remember?"
Byakuya studied him for a moment, then shook his head. He looked around at the light that was beginning to fade.
"We should find shelter, somewhere where we can avoid being found by remaining enemies. Do you think you can walk?" he asked.
Aizen examined the closed wound on his chest that the noble had healed.
"I believe so," he answered, reaching out an arm as Byakuya stood, and accepting help in staggering to his feet, "I see some brush that should provide sufficient cover. We are fortunate it is a clear night and no rain is expected, otherwise this would be a lot less comfortable than it already is."
"I agree, that is fortunate," Byakuya said, offering his shoulder for the other man to lean against.
The two limped slowly towards the bushes and worked their way inside the protected area between them. As they sat down, Byakuya spotted leaking blood on his companion's chest and began to infuse the area with healing reiatsu.
"So, we know each other?" Byakuya inquired, "But not well?"
"Not so well," Aizen said evasively, "Let's just say that the fact that you grew up in a noble family and I grew up in the Rukongai affected how much attention you focused on me. I was there in front of you some of the time, but I doubt that you noticed me."
He felt a gentle twinge inside at the flush the words brought to Byakuya lovely face and pale throat.
"I am sorry if I was too self-absorbed to notice you," he apologized, "I suppose you must think I'm very rude."
Aizen's lips quirked.
"I had heard you were different from your noble brethren, but I never thought I would hear a proud noble leader apologize for being better than a commoner."
"I don't think I'm better than anyone just because I am from a noble family," Byakuya said, frowning, "or a leader."
"No, not you," Aizen said appreciatively, "You see, that is why you've always sort of enchanted me, Byakuya."
"Byakuya," the noble repeated, "That is my name?"
"It is," Aizen confirmed, watching and feeling a more powerful twinge in his loins as Byakuya continued to heal him, "Kuchiki Byakuya, leader of the proud and highly distinguished Kuchiki clan."
"It's confusing," Byakuya said more softly, "When I try to remember, my head hurts..."
"Come here," Aizen invited him, offering the lovely man his uninjured shoulder, "Lean against me and rest a bit. I am sure that the shock of battle will wear off and you will feel more like yourself."
"Thank you, Sousuke," Byakuya replied, curling up against his side and resting his head on the other man's shoulder.
They looked up into the starry sky, breathing slowly and marveling at how the lack of lighting in the area made it possible to see so many more than usual.
"It's strange how even though we are on a battlefield and there is chaos all around us, the sky is still so cool and peaceful. The moon shines as brightly as ever," Byakuya whispered.
"It is beautiful," Aizen agreed, finding the noble's hand and lacing their fingers together, then fighting a wider smile as Byakuya flinched anxiously.
"What are you...?"
"I just thought you sounded like you needed comfort. I was just offering comfort."
Byakuya lowered his eyes.
"I don't suppose a clan leader should rely on others for comfort, Sousuke," he reasoned, "I am supposed to be stronger than that, ne? I should be comforting others?"
"You are comforting me right now," Aizen said quietly, "I think everyone needs comfort sometimes. Besides, we are alone out here for now. There is no one to chide you for being a little bit human. I certainly won't betray what confidences you place with me tonight, Byakuya."
The noble's dark grey eyes narrowed.
"You speak in riddles sometimes, Sousuke," he noticed, "It's hard to know what you are thinking."
Aizen gave him an approving nod.
"Yes, well...do you understand the meaning of this?" he asked, leaning towards Byakuya and bringing their lips together.
He felt a twinge of surprise and increased arousal as he felt that Byakuya didn't flinch or pull away. He, in fact, tightened his fingers where they clenched his shirt, and his lips pressed firmly against Aizen's own.
"What a surprise," Aizen said in a wondering voice, "that you would let me, a mere commoner, kiss those soft, sweet lips. Or are you teasing me?"
"You said that it was all right to seek comfort sometimes," Byakuya breathed against his throat.
"Yes," Aizen agreed, running his hands down Byakuya's slender back, "But you know that if you awaken such impulses as these, I will want more."
"You said that..."
"I will never betray your confidence. No one will hear about what happens here, while we await rescue. If it's comfort you want, I want to comfort you, and to be comforted by you. Don't worry about tomorrow, Byakuya. Let us just live for right now!"
He didn't wait for an answer, but busied Byakuya's frowning mouth with hard, penetrating kisses, while slowly working their clothes off, so that eventually, they laid naked and looking up into the sky as they prepared to make love.
Byakuya quivered as his handsome companion's fingers touched him more invasively, and he blushed furiously, but he stopped short of halting their joining, and soon, his thighs parted when nudged by Aizen's seeking hand. He reached up and curved his graceful hands around Aizen's smiling face as the man on top of him began a slow entry.
Aizen watched Byakuya's face closely as he joined with the noble's unnaturally beautiful body. He held still for a moment with them fully connected and looking into each other's eyes.
"It is such a shame that this is only for tonight," he mused sadly, "You are exquisite, Byakuya!"
Byakuya's flushed lips parted, but could only emit a startled gasp of intense arousal as Aizen's powerful hips began to move. He clenched at the other man's shoulders, raising his hips wantonly to receive Aizen's and met those other lips hungrily. For a moment, everything around them disappeared and they only saw each other. They writhed harder, making even that fade into swirls of electric light and scintillating heat. And finally, the reiatsu exploded around the two, lighting the night with flares of lovely pink and brilliant gold. They surrendered to the gripping throes of orgasm, ending the display with a blinding barrage of open-mouthed kisses. Aizen pulled free and slid down beside the still-panting noble, lacing their fingers together again as they looked up into the blazing stars.
"Sousuke," Byakuya whispered, when he had caught his breath, "Thank you...for comforting me."
"You were enchanting," Aizen answered, lifting a slender, pale hand to his lips and kissing the back gently, "And you are forgiven for not noticing me before."
"I assure you, I would not be able to help noticing you from now on," Byakuya confessed breathlessly, "I begin to regret that this is both the beginning and the end for us."
"Hmmm," Aizen sighed, smirking as he sent a shock of sedative reiatsu into the noble's body, "that is surprising, coming from you. But you aren't exactly yourself right now, are you?"
He watched as Byakuya's comely face registered shock, then he dropped off into a deep, restorative sleep.
"Don't worry, I won't be staying around and endangering your honor, Byakuya. Long before you wake, I will be away and we will never meet again. I am weary of living in a cell, and I no longer feel a need to aspire to be king. I don't know what happens next. I do wish we could figure that out together. You have been wonderful company tonight...but you have your clan and I have my freedom to think about. It seems we must go our separate ways."
But despite his words, he remained on the ground at Byakuya's side for some time after, caressing the noble's soft skin and pressing affectionate kisses to his warm, unresisting lips. Well before dawn, he heard the sounds of someone approaching. He hastily dressed and set Byakuya's clothes back in place, then invoked his shikai and faded from view.
"Taichou?" called a male voice.
"Nii-sama?"
Byakuya stirred sluggishly and opened his eyes. He found himself looking up through the leafy limbs of a cluster of bushes, into the bright, blue sky and wondering how he had gotten there. He heard the worried voices call out again, and vaguely remembered that the name they were calling was his, even though his mind was foggy on how he knew that fact. He crawled out of the bushes as the searchers approached, and staggered onto his feet as they came into view.
"NII-SAMA!" Rukia yelled, flash stepping to meet him, then skidding to a stop and staring at the somewhat confused look he gave her.
"Taichou?" the red-haired man with her inquired.
"My apologies," he said, frowning uncertainly, "I think when I fell at the end of my last battle, I hit my head sufficiently hard to interfere with my memory. I feel rather...out of sorts."
"Aw, sorry about that," Renji said bracingly, "Orihime is busy healing Ichigo. He got pretty beat up fighting Juha Bach."
"Who's that?"
"Eh...the enemy," Rukia said, glancing at Renji, "Hmmm, we should really get you to the healing center, Nii-sama. You look very pale."
"Sounds a bit whacked out too," Renji said under his breath.
Rukia poked him with a sharp elbow.
"Ow! What the hell?"
"If you will kindly show me to the healing center?" Byakuya requested, frowning at the two.
"Oh, yeah, sure Taichou," Renji said, pointing the way, "We'll go with you. The place is practically a pile of rocks, but luckily Tenjirou's healing pool survived. He's okay too, now that he had some rest and a good soak."
"Yeah, while we did all of the fighting," Rukia said dryly, "Does someone want to tell me why they were supposed to be these great protectors of the king? Ywach's elite forces walked all over them, just like we got walked all over in the first attack."
"Yeah, it felt kinda good to come up here and do their job for them after how they looked down on us when they came down to Soul Society before," Renji chuckled.
"Although, you have to admit, the only reason we were able to fight the elites was because of the training we got from zero squad."
"Yeah," Renji agreed, "damn it..."
"You are pretty quiet, Nii-sama," Rukia observed as they approached the healing spring, "Are you in a lot of pain?"
"It's nothing," Byakuya said quietly, "I just need to rest and receive healing. Are you two all right?"
"We're fine," Renji assured him, "We were healed by Hanatarou, when he and Zaraki taichou showed up."
"Do I know those people?"
Rukia and Renji exchanged more worried glances.
"Yes, Nii-sama. You don't remember?"
"I told you that I hit my head," he reminded her.
"Right, well, I am sure that you'll remember things better after the hot spring treatment. Come this way."
Byakuya followed the two to the water's edge, then undressed and stepped down into the steaming spring. He was in up to his waist when a low, sarcastic voice sounded, just behind them.
"What the hell do you fools think you're doing?" Tenjirou snapped, "Didn't I hear Kuchiki taichou say he wasn't remembering things so well?"
Rukia and Renji looked at him questioningly.
"Damned kids," the hot spring demon huffed, "You know Gotei's gonna want to debrief him about what he remembers from the battles. Not only that, he's supposed to give an account into the family histories. That's the man's job, assigned to him by Reiou, himself! If you take him like this and just throw him in, the bastard ain't gonna remember anything in his most recent memory. It'll get squeezed out with the bad reiatsu!"
"Wh-what?" Rukia and Renji exclaimed.
"Fucking scrubs, get him out of there!" Tenjirou shouted.
Renji took Byakuya by the arm and led him to the water's edge, where Tenjirou met his eyes questioningly. Byakuya frowned and looked around blankly.
"Rukia? Renji?" he muttered, his frown deepening, "How did we get here? Is this...the royal realm?"
Tenjirou rolled his eyes.
"Shit..."