A/N. This is my first yaoi and my first time actually sharing my work with others :D Obviously it's a lemon, I'm not sure if I'd say smutty but I'll say it just to be safe. IchiRen are my favorite yaoi pairing, so I'll definitely be writing more with these two, just not sure if I'll keep this one going. I did my best to keep the guys in character, hopefully I was succesful. Hope people enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.

"thinking", "speaking"

Summary: An accidental discovery leads Ichigo and Renji to a confrontation neither thought (or hoped) was possible, a promise is made but can it be kept. Rated M. IchiRen yaoi (boyXboy), lemons and limes will be plentyful.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, this is all for fun.

_Promise_

Chapter 1. Discovery

xxx Ichigo's room xxx

Ichigo dropped onto his bed from the window and quickly scanned the surroundings to make sure no one was around. His body was slumped over his desk right where he left it. "Good, hate to think what I'd found if I'd left myself to Kon.."

"Coast is clear, come on in Renji..." Ichigo's voice sounded frustrated because he was, just not in the way his friend thought. As Ichigo merged back into his body, Renji hopped from the window ledge onto the bed but loosing his footing in the process, he was hurled off the bed straight into Ichigo who had gotten up to stretch out his slightly numb arms and sore shoulders.

"Arrrghh!" A choked scream of surprise was all the warning Ichigo received before he was pinned to floor under the bigger red head."Oi! Renji you dumb pineapple, get off me!" Ichigo growled, he could barely breathe, his face was covered by Renji's hair as it had come undone in the fall and his chest was being crushed under the red heads' upper body.

"S-S-Sorry, Ichigo.." Renji stammered at his friend while trying to get up. "I guess I'm more tired from that fight than I thought.." That sounded better than 'I tripped in your bed sheets', right? Renji tried to grin at his friend before grunting in effort to push himself off the floor and sat on the bed. He looked up at the ceiling, his crimson locks spilling down his back, trying to hide the blush on face "this is so embarrassing..."

Ichigo sighed, nursing the back of his head with one hand. "Its ok, just be careful will ya! It'd be stupid to have kicked those Hollows' butts without getting a scratch, only to have my head cracked open because of your dumb ass." Ichigo grimaced as he sat on the floor, legs crossed trying to look at nothing. Gravely hoping his friend hadn't noticed how his face and ears had started to turn red. "Damn it! Why does he have to smell so fucking good!"

"Oi! I said was sorry OK! And stop calling me dumb, I wont tolerate insolence from a brat like you!" "There, that outta cover it up." Renji couldn't think of a better way to derail this train then by baiting the younger man, any second now Ichigo would get pissed and start to yell. This way Renji could make his escape to nurse his pride... and his raging hard on. "Why does this always have to happen around him...The way he felt pressed under me, his breath rasping in my hair... I'm gonna loose it, I need to get out of here before he notices!" Renji was starting to panick, his knee bouncing around but nothing came. No shouting, no glaring, nothing."Hey, Ichigo, you ok? I didn't actually hurt you did I ?" Renji asked, sudden concern in his voice.

"Uh? did you say something, I wasn't paying attention." Ichigo did his best to make his voice sound flat. Getting off the floor he looked at Renji and made his way to the bed. He'd been too preoccupied by his day-dream to notice that Renji had spoken. Flashes of his day-dream flashed inside his mind as he sat next to his friend. Naked, damp, shivering bodies, tangled in a mess of blankets, long disheveled red hair grasped firmly in his hand has he...

"So, I guess I should head back to Urahara's... I'm sure he's got more chores for me since I'm staying there again." Renji said, sounding defeated. He didn't like staying there, they always made fun of him, called him a moocher. That little creep Jinta was such a pain in the ass.

"Nah, come on. We can hang out for bit, at least rest before you head back out. I'll have to start studying soon but its good to have a break once in while, right?" Ichigo tried to smile, he knew this was out of character but he couldn't help it. The way Renji lit up at the offer, relief written in his toothy grin. He didn't want Renji to leave but he couldn't think of a good excuse, let alone what they could do. As much as he wished they could do what he was fantasizing about, he knew it was impossible. Rukia was the object of Renji attentions, not himself.

"Ya, sure. Thanks, place kinda gives me the creeps, you know." With a chuckle Renji got up and headed for Ichigo's closet. "By the way, thanks for letting me keep my Gigai here, last time I left it at the Shoten, Ururu braided my hair..." Ichigo burst into laughs "Hey don't laugh!"

But it didn't matter how upset Renji was getting, or the fact that he had grabbed him by the collar and was growling a few inches from his face. Ichigo just couldn't stop laughing. When he finaly stopped and gazed up at a red-faced Renji. Ichigo was looking right into his eyes and Renji was looking right back, boaring deep into Ichigo's, daring him to keep laughing. He started to feel the familiar tightening in his guts, the hot, tingling feeling in his thighs, all slowly making their way to his groin. He tried to swallow but it felt more like a gulp. Feeling Renji's hot breath on his skin, the taut muscles of the arm forcing him to his feet. "God he's so hot! I can't do this, he can't know that I'm like this! No one can!" Ichigo felt trapped, betrayed by his body so he scowled, "Ok, Ok! Dont get your undies in twist!" He grabbed Renji's wrist and glared back at him.

With a huff Renji's face relaxed and he let go of the younger man. "Ya, whatever." He turned back to the closet. "Sorry about that, I guess if it was the other way around I'd have laughed too." With his back to Ichigo he adjusted himself slightly, the short argument hadn't worked out exactly as expected, instead he was hornier than before. Being so close to Ichigo, actually touching him - even out of anger - was still having an effect on him. "I gotta get this under control dammit!" The last thing he wanted to do was alienate his friend because he wanted more than Ichigo could give. As Renji pulled his Gigai out the closet he chuckled a bit, the irony of pulling himself out of a closet when he was keeping himself in it in regards to his friend was not missed. The Gigai was a bit stuck so he tugged harder on it, knocking some boxes that were stacked next to it.

"Oi! Watch it!" Ichigo called out, but his voice cracked when he saw the contents had spilled out.

"Dont worry I'll fix it" Renji shot back as he slipped into the Gigai. Once Renji got to his feet, he looked at Ichigo to find a strange expression on his friend's face. A mix of horror and shock. "Hey, don't worry, I didn't hear anything break." Renji was annoyed, " It's just a couple of boxes." He turned around and reached down.

"NOOO!" Ichigo yelp but it was too late. He sunk into the bed and buried his face in hands, the shame was too much, he couldn't bare to see what the look on Renji face would be.

Renji bent down and gingerly grabbed some of the contents which had spilled from the box. He'd heard Ichigo's plea but his curiosity had been peeked. "Magazines? Nuddy Mags! Of guys!" "Wow..." In the quiet room, Renji's whisper had been crystal clear. He couldn't believe it, he started flipping through some of the pages, they were all the same. Erotically posed naked man. Pages and pages of it, you could even see some pages had had the corners folded to keep a place. Renji felt his throat dry up, he didn't know what to say. He felt exhilarated now, realizing that Ichigo was like him, that this didn't have to be one sided, the chemistry he'd felt was real! "Ichigo... I had no idea..." He said huskly, turning to gaze at the younger man. He was shocked to find Ichigo sitting dejectedly on his bed, staring at the floor, his knuckles turning white has he gripped the edge of the bed. "Ichigo?"

"You don't have to say anything... you can leave. I... I understand." Ichigo's voice cracked under the pressure of the shame he felt. But when he felt a warm hand on his shoulder, he looked up to find a smiling Renji. "He's happy? That doesn't make any sense, what the hell?" With a questioning look Ichigo tried to find the words but he just couldn't. He just kept staring into those deep burgundy eyes, the small quirk at the corner of Renji's mouth. He heard the magazine drop to the floor but he kept his eyes fixed on his friend. He couldn't explain what was happening. Renji was just looking at him, softly but he could see something else as well, hope? Could Renji really understand? Could he be... the same?

"I'm not going anywhere, Ichigo." He was doing his level best to stay calm. His usual brashness would not work here. If he came on to strong, he might scare Ichigo off, he had to get him to open up. Letting his friend know it was alright was very important now. Renji could see the hurt and fear in Ichigo's face. Sure, the kid could face monstrous Hollows and Kenpachi Zaraki but he couldn't face up to his sexuality, typical. He gently took Ichigo's jaw between calloused fingers and made sure he couldn't shy away, as it was Ichigo's face was beyond flushed with embarrassment. Renji brought their faces just a few inches apart and felt Ichigo tense. "Tch. Ichigo. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm still very much your friend." With a gentle smile, he brushed his thumb across Ichigo's lower lip parting it gently, he felt the hot moist breath on his hand sending goosebumps all the way down his arm and renewed tightness in his abdomen.

"R-Renji?" It came out as a hoarse whisper, Ichigo had to muster all of his courage to utter that one word. His skin felt like it was catching fire under Renji's gentle hold. His lip tingled where it had been brushed so he slowly licked them, he was surprised that he could actually taste Renji's skin. Like gasoline on an already roaring fire, Ichigo entire body started to burn. His palms had started sweat, something he was wholly unfamiliar with. He let his arms fall to his side, clenching his fist tightly. He could feel his eyes stinging.

"I don't get it Ichigo? You're the most stubborn person I know, you have more guts than I do. Hell, you said it yourself, 'you dont give a shit what people think about you!' That's why you don't dye your hair black, that's why you fight all the time!" Renji was getting mad but he couldn't help it. Ichigo was in obvious pain over this. "Why? Why hide this part of yourself!" He growled.

Ichigo sat entranced by the older man's words. Renji only seemed angry that Ichigo hadn't told him. The words rang through him with the bitter taste of truth. Renji was right, why had this been so important to hide? If someone had a problem with him or any of his friends they would eat shoe leather! He could deal with having a hollow inside him, he sure as hell would deal with this too. Ichigo could feel the weight of the shame he'd felt leave him. If Renji could accept him, he was sure everyone else would too but most importantly, Ichigo would accept himself. Spurred by a blissful sence of relief Ichigo gazed back up to Renji who was still holding his face, jaw straining tightly while he waited for his answer. With a sucked in breath Ichigo closed the distance between their faces and locked his lips on Renji's.

Without hesitation Renji hauled Ichigo to his feet, wrapping his arms tightly around the wiery body desperate to deepen the kiss. Blood pumped loudly through Renji as Ichigo moaned against his lips, a warm tongue licking at flushed lips, probing them, begging them to open. Renji pulled his head back slightly looking intently at Ichigo, the ginger was almost gasping for air, he seemed to be shivering all over. "Ichigo... Are you really sure you wanna do this?" He knew it was the right thing to ask and he would step back if that was what Ichigo wanted because if he kept this up, he wasn't sure he'd be able to stop.

"Renji, you have no fucking idea how much I want this right now." With a sly grin, Ichigo pushed his hips into Renji's to show him how much he wanted the crimson haired Shinigami.

Renji's hold tighten on Ichigo when he felt the hardness pressing against him. "Thank fucking god Ichigo, I don't think I've ever wanted anybody this badly before!" With a ragged breath he resumed kissing Ichigo, this time he didn't hold back. Hot tongues danced in a melody of moans and groans. Ichigo's hand started to roam over Renji's back, even though the older man was a bit taller it didn't make it difficult. He hooked his fingers under Renji's tight shirt a started to yank it up. Renji grinned inside the kiss. "So that's how its gonna be uh?" With a fluid motion Renji stripped his shirt off and quick to follow with Ichigo's top. They admired each other intently. Ichigo ran his fingers along Renji tattoos. Long fingers grazing against toned skin and tight muscles. All that training had paid off in more ways than one. A lustful groan escaped Renji's lips as he felt the warm hands roaming his body followed by a sharp grunt as Ichigo ran his nails across the broad chest, Renji's head was swimming. He pushed Ichigo down to the bed, quickly hitching his thighs up between Ichigos' and bent down to kiss the crook of his neck, his hand reached into the orange hair and tugged lightly. Ichigo sucked in a sharp breath at the new sensation.

As naked chest were rubbing together, he felt as if Renji was devouring him down to his soul. It was amazing, even in his enumerable fantasies it hadn't felt this good. All the reiatsu Renji usually exuded was focused on Ichigo while his own was flaring eradically, he was having a hard time controlling it but he really didn't care anymore. It felt so good to be able to give in, to let go and finally let someone else take the lead. All he could think about was Renji, he ran his hands through thick crimson hair as it spilled down over Renji's shoulders while the bigger man explored his body with eager mouth and hands. Ichigo groaned "R-Ren.. Renji!" He could feel teeth scraping along his navel, going lower and lower.

Hearing his name from Ichigo like that drove Renji further down. " Ichigo, you really are amazing." Taking in the full view underneath him. Ichigo had arched his back slightly, grinding his hips and hardness into Renji chest. His face was flushed with a wanton expression, one that Renji had never thought he'd have the pleasure of seeing. With a grin he pushed himself back up to taste Ichigo's lips again and proceeded to grind his hips into Ichigos.

Ichigo's head shot back at Renji's rhythmic grinding. He knew he was panting hard, all the stamina in the world wouldn't help while Renji toyed with him. "You're such a cock tease Renji. I don't know how much more I can take." A tattooed eyebrow twitch slightly and Ichigo felt Renji dig his hips in even harder against his. "Aghh, Renji!" Ichigo growled "Fuck this! I can play this game too!" Without warning Ichigo bucked his hips high and in one fluid motion he rolled Renji under himself. A startled cry came from the crimson haired man has Ichigo pinned his chest into the mattress with all of his strength and straddling the man beneath him, he started to rock himself into Renji.

"Fuck Ichigo, if you wanted to be on top you could've said so!" And with a mischievous grin Renji grabbed onto Ichigo hips battering them back against himself. The grinding and moaning seemed to have no end in sight. Both men were sweating generously now.

"Renji?" Ichigo said, lightly slowing the pace. He made sure he was looking right into Renji face. "I... I want more" He stated seriously.

Renji didn't have to be told twice, he knew exactly what Ichigo had meant, he was more than willing to oblige. "I'll give you so much more you'll be screaming my name for all of Karakura to hear!"

"I'll hold you that promise Renji" Ichigo began to fumble with his pants as Renji started to shimmy out of his own. He was pleased by the sight of Renji's twitching cock, already glistening at the tip. In turn, Renji was encouraged by the hungry look he saw on Ichigo face.

Both of them were naked now, Renji hands rubbing up and down Ichigos thighs. "You feel so good Ichigo" He whispered as he pulled himself up to wrap his arms around Ichigo who responded by wrapping his legs behind Renji. Ichigo was enjoying the feeling of sitting like this tightly held by the friend he'd only ever imagined doing this with. While writhing and pressing into each other Ichigo moaned into Renji ear, nuzzling into the thick neck and lightly biting into it. "So-soo good" They were both panting hard again, barely able to make cohesive words. All Ichigo felt was the need to feel Renji pressed up against him, to breathe in the sweet and salty smell of sweat, feel the taut muscled arms encircling him. "You... ready for more Ichigo?" Renji asked huskily. When his partner managed to nod yes, he tipped the ginger back, rocking himself softly between Ichigo legs. He brough two fingers to Ichigo mouth, parted the lips gently "Suck". Ichigo didn't need further instruction as sucked in Renji fingers coating them in slick hot saliva. "You look so hot doing that." Renji sighed while he pulled his fingers out of Ichigo hot mouth. "This might sting a bit, ok?" Ichigo simply nodded while Renji hoisted one leg over a shoulder, but he was surprised when Renji lowered his head to lick at his tip.

Ichigo moaned loudly "God Renji, yes!" The overwhelming pleasure he felt as Renji swallowed him into an eager mouth helped mask the subtle sting of the finger gently slipping inside him. After a few strokes Ichigo was now moaning eagerly. "Mmm-more Renji, more." He pleaded as he felt hot saliva dripping down his shaft and the second finger slipping easily inside him. He could barely contain himself now, clutching desperately to the sheets in one hand and a fistful of Renji hair in the other he pushed himself deeper into the other mans mouth. " Yes!" He growled loudly.

Renji couldn't believe Ichigo was lasting this long. For a first timer he was doing amazingly well, it fueled his own needs even more. He wanted to be inside Ichigo so badly he could barely keep his rhythm to keep control of his motions as he stretch the waiting opening while bobbing his head up and down, sucking Ichigo deep into his mouth. "Almost ready Ichigo." He lifted head up to look into Ichigo eyes, the burning lust he found there was maddening.

"Renji, don't make me beg dammit!" Ichigo complained between moans.

That was it, he couldn't take anymore waiting. Renji sat back on his calves, cock twitching in anticipation and he licked his own fingers bringing them around himself. Making sure he was properly coated he grabbed the underside of Ichigo knees bringing his legs up and spreading his cheeks. "This is gonna be awesome!" He said as he brought his tip down against Ichigo.

"Remember your promise, Renji" Ichigo quipped.

Renji pressed himself into Ichigo slowly, taking agonizing pauses with every inch that slid inside the unbelievable tightness. "Holy shit Ichigo!" He pressed on, sliding in and out slowly, gently stretching his lover.

Ichigo moaned raggedly under Renji. "More, please more" He was almost delirious, unable to contain himself, he let go of everything as Renji quickened his pace, reaching deeper into Ichigo and wrapping his large hand around his length matching the strokes of his hand to his thrusts. Grunting with every thrust Ichigo couldnt' help but shout Renji's name continuously. The feeling of being filled over and over was amazing. Ichigo started to rock, matching Renji motions letting him get deeper inside. He never wanted this to end but he was riding on the edge of razor.

Renji felt perfect ramming deeper and faster meeting Ichigos eagerness. He was surprised but immensely pleased as Ichigo grabbed his knees, hiking them higher thus letting Renji slam even deeper into him. "Ichigo!" Renji was almost at his end, he had been trying to be gentle but he just couldn't hold it with Ichigo moaning his name and giving himself so completely. He leaned forward and started pounding into Ichigo with all he had. "Ichi-!" He couldn't finish the word, Ichigo's reiatsu was spiking, it was almost suffocating but it was also exhilarating. If Renji had been anything under lieutenant grade he wouldn't have been able keep going.

Ichigo was now screaming Renji's name desperately "Harder, Renji, Harder!"

"Yes! Ichigo, come for me!" Renji felt the pressure build and he did he best to ride out, to make this last just a little longer. He felt Ichigo go rigid under him, pushing himself harder inside Rengi's hand.

"Ahh! Fuck!" Ichigo's back arched, his hips bucked as he came, warmth spilling between their stomachs. The sight was all Renji needed to tip over the edge and with a few more sharp flicks of his hips he found his release deep inside Ichigo.

"Ichigo!" Renji was almost howlling. They stood still for a few moments, still riding the aftershocks, "That.. was... amazing!" Renji said happily between raspy gasps leaning down to kiss Ichigo gently.

"Thank you, Renji. You kept your promise." Ichigo grinned. He felt wonderful, like he was made of jello. Finally rolling apart, the two of them lay side by side, fingers curling together.

"You know Ichigo, you're not gonna need those anymore."

Ichigo looked at Renji puzzled. "Uh?"

Renji's grin got even wider, "Those magazines, you're not gonna need them anymore, I'm gonna make sure of it!" The matter seemed settled.

Ichigo drifted to sleep wrapped in Renji's arms wondering if all of Karakura had heard them?

xxx Urahara Shoten xxx

Urahara was sitting down, enjoying his evening tea when Jinta barged in." Hey! What was that? It felt like a huge burst of reiatsu!"

Urahara looked back at him unphased, hiding a knowing smile behind his fan "Oh that? I suppose it means Abarai-san will not be sleeping here tonight".

A/N 2: This was originaly meant as a one-shot but after several request it's been turned into a multi-chapter story. I'll keep writing this for a while since IchiXRen are my favorite pairing and I'm having a lot of fun writing this.

Edited December 27th 2012