Disclaimer: I claim no ownership. Bleach belongs to Kubo Tite. The song "Dirty Little Secret" belongs to the All-American Rejects.
Warning: Mentions of sex...
Note: In case it's not clear - the first third is Shuuhei's POV, middle is Renji's, last is both (you'll see).
Pairings: ShuuheiRenji, ShuuheiRenjiKira (OMG...)
Rating: T (for "wTf")
Word Count: Not even 800 XD
Other Notes: This is basically because I was stuck for inspiration, so I decided to write a really stupid songfic with a pairing I haven't messed with too much yet. This is what came out of that. The ending is really a "WTF" on my part. So, yeah, I'm posting this for you guys before I have to skitter off to work. Ja!
Dirty Little Secret
He's a loud, obnoxious little idiot.
Let me know that I've done wrong,
I'm his "prestigious" student-teacher.
When I've know this all along.
He comes by my room and asks for help with his work and I have to keep going over and over it for him.
I go around a time or two,
He knows what I'm trying to "teach" him, he's just acting stupid to piss me off.
Just to waste my time with you.
He's somehow managed to get close enough to where I don't mind that he stays around and bugs me.
Tell me all that you've thrown away.
I tell him he's an idiot. He tells me I'm annoying. Neither one of us budge, though, and the tension pisses both of us off.
Find out games you don't wanna play.
We both seem to go for the first move at the same time and our mouths collide. We fight for dominance until I pull back and remind him who the one in charge here is. He smirks and gives in. The textbook falls to the floor as he lays back and I start undressing him…
You are…the only one that needs to know…
As much of a brat as I keep calling him, he learns quick, and he's surprisingly good in bed – top and bottom.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret).
He's also smarter than he acts. We're both willing to keep our mouths shut and he acts like the confused student around me in public.
Don't tell any one or you'll be just another regret (just another regret)
After all, he's only a freshman, and I'm the most promising graduate of my year.
(Hope that you can keep this) my dirty little secret – who has to know?
He's really not as serious as he looks.
When we live such fragile lives,
He smiles and laughs and he can be cute and sexy and dorky, but only around me.
It's the best way we survive.
I make him go over things I already know just so I can see him get irritated.
I go around a time or two, just to waste my time with you.
I bug him in the halls, too, for the same thing. And just to be around him.
Tell me all that you've thrown away.
He tries to get back at me, though, when we're alone in his room.
Find out games you don't wanna play.
He decides to work on my bakudo skills, but his plan backfires when I bind his arms before he can bind mine. He knows what I'm thinking, of course – that's why we practice this when we're sitting on his bed.
You are…the only one that needs to know…
He rolls onto his back and draws his knees up and apart, and he smirks at me. I lean over and rub myself against him. He moans and growls at me to get it over with before he attempts to top me without the use of his hands…
I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret).
I know why I'm not good at kidou. Every time he tries to teach me, we end up like this. We don't say that, of course. We just say I suck at kidou.
Don't tell any one or you'll be just another regret (just another regret)
After all, it would make him look bad if he people thought he wasn't a good teacher – because he's a really good teacher.
(Hope that you can keep this) my dirty little secret – who has to know?
Between all the hot, steamy, sex-filled nights…
The way she feels inside (inside),
And the stolen moments throughout the day…
Those thoughts I can't deny (deny),
We find ourselves thinking of each other, and we force ourselves to be silent, unresponsive.
These sleeping thoughts won't lie (won't lie),
We're not stupid – reputations are at stake.
And all I've tried to hide – it's eating me apart, trace this life out.
But we can't help it. We find excuses to be around each other, to touch each other.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret).
Everything's innocent around everybody else, though.
Don't tell any one or you'll be just another regret (just another regret).
We're just friends.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret).
We're just a student and a tutor.
Don't tell any one or you'll be just another regret (just another regret)
So when Kira catches us kissing…
(Hope that you can keep this) my dirty little secret (dirty little secret) (dirty little secret)
What else can we do…
Who has to know?
But have him join our study group?
Who has to know?
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Shoot me.