This fanfiction takes place after the battle with Aizen, if people didn't realize that. Also this is my first Fanfic about Shuuhei x Kensei, so please be kind to me! Reviews wanted please! Just no haters.

Rated: M

Pairing: Shuuhei x Kensei

Title: Long Awaited Love

Long Awaited Love

Shuuhei's pov

He was alone watching me. I felt his gaze on him as I walked towards him. But I couldn't meet his eyes yet. If I looked at him, I knew that the tears that were threatening would fall and I didn't want him to see me after so long like... that. I swallowed. My throat ached even though it was just the two of us and one sunset. What if he was looking at me with disapproving or jeering eyes? All eyes were on me. I stopped in front of him and at last looked up and met his eyes. My heart hurt as I took him in, so strong, yet proud. His unforgettable face was framed by short, grey hair that glinted in the sun, ruffled by the wind. Was any other face so… strong? Was there ever another mouth so determined-and so kissable at the same time? I attempted a smile and offered out my hand. "Kensei..." Was all I could say. He took it. "Shuuhei.." at the same time Kensei was studying Shuuhei too, knowing he had been waiting for this moment since he had seen the kid try to hit that hollow. Shuuhei's jacket was tossed carelessly on one shoulder, his legs braced, ready for any sudden attack. The soft breeze lifted the dark hair out of his face, the setting sun stroked his checks with its evening light as Shuuhei saw the woods mirrored in his mentor's eyes. It was beautiful yet, so haunting. Breaking the silence I spoke. "I don't know quite what to say." My heart felt like it weighted too much to lay inside of my chest. "Except that I'm thankful for what you've done for me." Why was I saying such meaningless things when what I really wanted to say was, I loved you and still do..." Kensei didn't know what to say either. "So now it's over, you're just going to leave?" "It can't be over, when it never even happened." I said, trying to smile. Oh, why are you making this so hard for me Kensei? Seeing that the silence was just stretching between us, I knew I had to break it, even though he would probably be disgusted that I had as a child, fallen for him. "Kensei d-don't you have someone that is waiting for you at home?" I asked wanting to know if he had in this wide world, someone that did love him. His gaze pulled away from my face to the woods on ether side of us. "Lisa, Rose, Shinji and the others, but in my bed? Who knows?" The way he had said it clear meant, "Yeah I have someone, why do you ask?" I felt my heart drop to my feet. I would never, ever see him again. This was my last moment with him, just the two of us. It was time to say something I had meant to say for a 110 years, before he was turned into a visard. I looked up at him directly, even though I knew my eyes were swimming with tears. "I-I used to admire you, and I still do... b-but... I-I love you," I spook just slightly above a whisper, looking into the depth of his eyes one last time. "I-I'm s-so sorry." He didn't say anything, nor did he look at me. I nodded slightly understanding what it meant and turning around, walked the other way as rapidly as I could without looking back, my head bent and tears now falling. "Kid." I turned quickly as I felt his scared hand grab my elbow and pulled me towards him. Startled I felt the length of his hard, warm body against my own. "K-Kensei?" Kensei didn't answer, before his head came down and his lips closed over mine, in a harsh kiss that was punishing in its possessiveness. His arms locked around me like steel and pressed me against him so tightly, that I could hardly breathe. He was almost violent, like a wild beast staking his clam on me, taking my lips into a kiss whether I wanted it or not. For just a moment I let myself surrender to his heated kiss, my body slowly molding against his hardness. It felt like a passion had leapt between us and was making every cell in my body crackle into flames. Remembering what he had looked like when I confessed, I twisted in his arms, fighting against his grasp. Freeing my lips from his I panting softly catching my breath. After what seemed like eternity, Kensei spoke. "Don't ever say sorry like that again in front of me. Stand proud and say it like you mean it!" I looked at him in astonishment. "Shuuhei do you know why there isn't anyone in my bed?" "Why?" My words were merely a whisper. Kensei's hands dropped to his sides and were jammed into his pockets, as his eyes scanned my face. "Because the one I've been trying to get into my bed since forever, grew up in Soul Society while I was stuck here. I missed out on being with him all those years, and who would have thought he would become the lieutenant of my Division?" Those grey eyes of his held me captive. He wanted me? In his bed? "K-Kense-" "if it wasn't for Shinji and his damn horse teeth, I probably would have given up on finding you alive a long time ago." He chuckled softly and brushed the tears off my red face with the back of his thumb. "I love you kid." "K-Kensei..." "Shuuhei..." Chuckling softly, a smirk appeared on his face as he kissed me again. I forgot everything as I felt his hands go down to my waist, maneuvering me into the shadow of the woods, laying me, half-standing, half-reclining on top of a fallen tree trunk. Moaning softly, I felt a knee slip between my legs, parting them easily, as he grinded his hips against mine. "A-Ah!"

Kensei's pov

It was a sight to behold. The kid's head was tiled back, eyes closed, his soft, kissable lips slightly parted. I deepened the kiss, feeling my loins tighten, my hands moving as if they had a will of their own. I reached his shoulders, impatiently sliding the sleeves of his shirt down. I had been waiting a 110 years of imaging how I would see, touch and talk to the ki-Shuuhei. I pulled it down until I saw his upper bare chest. But the fucking jacket was in the way. My finger's fumbled with the zipper, finally pushing the material away. Hearing Shuuhei's breath catch I pulled him closer to my chest, raveling in how much pleasure I got from that simple movement. There was nothing I loved more then feeling the kid respond to MY touch. The anticipation of feeling Shuuhei's legs made me groan softly. Though those pants of his were damn annoying... and incredibly arousing at the same time. I ran my restless hands along his legs to find his belt. Undoing the belt I tugged it off as my hands finally slid down his bare thighs. His skin felt... so soft. Groaning again I moved my hands under him, gripping his ass, grinning to myself. I was going to make this kid feel treasured, to make up for all the time spent away from him. And that I would and could promise to him.

The faint sound of blowing leaves reached my ears and I suddenly realized where we were and what we were doing. I was laying underneath him, nearly naked. Turning my head, his lips grazed my cheek. "S-stop! Let me go!" To my astonishment, his hands dropped from my body and he pulled away from me. I could feel his nearness, but I didn't dare look him in the eye. It was happening all too fast, I needed to think, think before my feelings swept me away. For the hundred time that evening I couldn't look at him. Sitting up, I gathered my loose clothing to my chest and stood up on weak legs. Spinning around I flashed stepped away, back to Kisuke's shop.

Shaken I stared at Shuuhei's back as he flashed stepped away. Leaning against the fallen tree trunk, I cursed gripping the kid's forgotten jacket with my bare hands. His words echoed in my mind and I heard again the wrenched tone it had been spoken in. "S-stop! Let me go!" I gritted my teeth angrily. I had stopped, but the question was could I stay away from touching him? That was going to be damn hard. Even as Shuuhei had laid underneath me pleading, I'd had wanted nothing so much as to make love to him! It had taken all of my willpower to pull myself away. I clenched the tree bark harder remembering the softness of Shuuhei's skin. I swore and wrenched my thoughts from that. Why had I kissed the kid? It had been over before it had even happened, just like the kid said. So why after rejection was I still pinning after the kid?