Tomorrow isn't promised,

And our love isn't guaranteed.

But if I'm really the one,

Lets make the time we have together last forever.

"Alright! I'm here~" I cheered happily "Ready to train and kick some butt!" I nodded sending a small punch in front of myself. "We're not here to start full on training with that yet, this lesson is just informational, unless you'd like otherwise." Kisuke nodded more to himself. "An that couldn't wait? I mean it is three in the morning after all." I yawned sitting on one of the large rocks in the training area under the Kisuke's shop. The man merely shrugged. "Well, since I'm already here..." I rolled my eyes a little catching Kisuke sending a small glance in my direction. "I'm here to learn more about myself and my powers correct?" I questioned eying the man. "Of course you are." He nodded again. "So, explain to me what exactly were those powers you said I had. I mean, yes I do know I have them but every time I meet up with Yoruichi I can't use them." I shook my head vigorously.

"Well, what basically is going on is that your not concentrating. Every time you're with me I tell you to concentrate and not think about ANYTHING related to them, that is the reason, is it not." The man explained and I sighed, caught. "Yeah...I am, but it's just so hard not to I mean I'm going to kill my brothers murderer how am I not suppose to think about them." I admitted. "I bet it is. But you have to stop, if you ever take on that form and power and you're not concentrating with a clear mind...you'll lose it forever." Kisuke said seriously. "I know Kisuke, but I can't help it..." I sighed looking down at my katana's hooked by my hips. "...ok, I know you're going through a hard time so come here." Kisuke said holding out his arms for a hug. Now to anyone who didn't know him as well as me would figure this would be a 'feel better' hug, but far from it. "Uh, no." I stated bluntly and he fell to the floor, "Your so mean Kuro-chan I wasn't going to try anything." Kisuke said defensively and I crossed my arms over my chest, "The last time I believed that I got felt up, Re-mem-ber" I said and he sighed. "I was hopping you forgot that."

"How could I forget something like that you pervert. Anyways were getting off topic, I was actually wondering if, until I defeated Gin and them, you could erase my memories of my brothers so I wouldn't think about them and just put 'I have to defeat Gin' in my mind. Then after give my memories back-" I said and Kisuke looked at me seriously, "Absolutely not!" he interrupted rather loudly. "Why not!?" I questioned facing the man. "That is a dangerous matter, if I lock up your memories there could be a chance that you could never get them back and if that happens and I forced them, you could die." he nodded walking a few steps away. "Well that may be true but I still want to do this Kisuke, would you let Ichigo go and do this for his family?" I questioned. In one final step the man turned around quickly and stood in front of me, tall and intimidating, his gray-ish blue eyes scanning over me. "Shutting up now." I nodded rubbing the back of my head nervously. "Like I was saying, you need to block out those memories BY YOURSELF and then you be ok." Kisuke stated. "Easier said then done but I'll try?" I said and he smiled down at me, "Good girl, now since that's settled why don't we try it."

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Lips crashed together, longing for the touch of the other, hungrily moving along, occasionally a tangue would slide into the onslaught. A small moan could be heard as one of the participant's moved their lips slowly down the others jaw line, slower down the side of the neck, nipping the soft skin in the junction connecting with the shoulder. Nimble fingers intertwined with the short locks of orange. "Ichi," An unrealistic softness filled the air. The boy's calloused hands slowly made their way down lower then where they had been, resting gently across the lower back of his lover. "Ichigo…I-" The sentence was cut off as Ichigo pulled away from his ministrations. "Kuro." His voice came softly as one of his hands moved upwards…"Kuro." His voice repeated before…

Poke. Poke.

What the fuck! This part was never in the other dreams like this, EVER! What the hell does he thinks he's doing, poking, shaking…Christ. "Kuro?" An oddly familiar voice not belonging to Ichigo or myself repeated.

"Ahh!" A shrill scream filled the training area. "Kuro?" Kisuke questioned giving me a once over as I sat up with a jolt "Your okay." He sighed in relief. "No, Ichigo doesn't normally change into…you in the middle of my dream." I pouted peering up at him. "That's mildly interesting…but so awkward all at the same time. I should feel flattered a young pretty women would think of me that way, but not at the moment." Kisuke sighed dreamily "I guess it's what's comes with being me, you have to expect pretty women to think of you that way." He nodded. "Uh, yeah I guess so." I nodded along. "Anyway, it didn't sound like you were as much with Ichigo in your dream as you were with Kon as Ichigo…" Kisuke went on "God that was disturbing."


"Now your getting it you've almost mastered Bokon Kotetsu…do it again." Kisuke nodded more to himself. "I don't want to do that again, my freaking arm feels like its going to fall off. An my head is killing me..." I groaned plopping myself on the dirty ground "I'm tired and I wanna go home." I pouted crossing my arms over my chest like a stubborn child. "You're the one who came to me for help. Do you think Ichigo or Renji would like it knowing that you gave up?" Kisuke questioned fixing his green and white striped hat better on his head. "Do you think Ichigo or Renji would like hearing I'm at your shop with you alone at four in the morning?" I sneered pushing myself backwards to lay in the dirt. "Its actually almost nine…" Urahara trailed off. "What?" I questioned jolting up to glare at the man. "Unfortunately you passed out right after you used Bokon Kotetsu the first time for about 5 hours…" Urahara trailed off.

"But I did it right. I focused and released, where did I go wrong?" I questioned. "I don't know...maybe you weren't thinking about them maybe you were thinking about Ichigo." The man started walking towards the large ladder leading to his shop. "Wait where are you going?" I called pushing myself from the ground to chase after him. "To find out something about your power's and why they're so, well weak…" Urahara trailed off. "Tsk. As soon as I master my abilities, you're the first person I'll slice for saying I'm weak." I nodded matter-of-factly following behind the man. "Well then I'll just have to tell Ichigo about that dream you were having of him while you were passed out before I die, won't I? You dirty pervert." Urahara teased "Ichigo, not right there…I said not right there, hehe…" A rather girlish giggle made its way past Kisuke's lips. "No wait." I whined still hot on his heels "I was joking about that whole slice thing…I wouldn't do that to you." I nodded. "Yeah right, we'll see." Kisuke nodded.


That night

(Dream/Flashback)

I saw you in the garden I wanted you so much

I really thought that you were different Oh I couldn't get enough

I tried to save you from yourself I felt every high and low

now the lows have drowned the highs away now there's no where else to go

I awoke from my slumber, the sound of muffled moans and harsh breaths filling the room. Blinking at the welcoming darkness, I whimpered softly, my mind registering the sounds around my. I adjusted my eyes to the scene several feet from me, my eyes widened in shock.

I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing.

The red head tossed his head back, biting his lip as a deep growl emitted from his throat. His bare chest was illuminated in the moonlight that flooded his bedding, peering in through the small, window. Drops of sweat gathered on his forehead and chest, a look of pure pleasure mixed with concentration showed upon his face. My eyes traveled the expanse of skin that covered his chest, the muscles that rippled under his tight, tan flesh, the sweat making his torso sparkle in the moonlight. Watching the slow, yet hasty rhythm that startled the blanket covering his lower body I couldn't help but blush. Another low groan followed by a thick pant danced across my ears, my eyes watching the movement of the hand that remain unseen under the covers. His other hand was sandwiched between his pearly white teeth, attempting to muffle the sounds of pleasure that escaped his lips.

I knew I couldn't turn away from the sight, any type of movement from me would startle the man, would make him stop…

I didn't know if I was more worried about being caught watching him or that he would stop his demonstrations. Just hearing his groans of pleasure made my head spin, my legs tremble and my eyes darkened with lust. I lay there on my back, my head turned to the left simply watching my lover as he pumped himself, and I lay there wishing that he would kick the covers off…so I could see him…all of him.

I blushed deep red, what was I thinking? This was Renji…he's my teacher; he's the one that always yelled at me when I was late, or knocked me over the head when I disturbed the class or made me do extra training for calling him stupid. So…why did I want to see him naked? Why couldn't I turn my eyes away from him?

Black rose your thorns are cutting into me for the last time

Black rose I watch your petals wilt away I couldn't bring you back to life

All these thoughts plagued my mind as I watched him writhe on his futon, his eyes closed calmly as he noticeably increased the pace of his hand responding with a loud moan. I didn't know how much I could take, I found myself growing more and more aroused with each passing moment; yet, I couldn't turn away, couldn't shield my ears from his sounds. I wanted to hear him, wanted to see him, I just…didn't want to admit it to myself.

I began to feel ashamed of myself. Here I was, watching him…invading his privacy and dignity…and on top of that I felt…I wanted…

I felt an aching need grow between my legs, I felt so uncomfortably wet and turned on at the moment and I blushed just thinking about the source of my frustration. Who lay, several feet away, in his own little world…completely oblivious to the effect he has on me.

Then, his movements stilled and he dropped his hand from his mouth, the other leaving its place under the covers. I blinked in confusion at the man next to me, my eyes squeezing shut tightly when his head snapped in my direction. My heart beat wildly…he hadn't seen me eyes open, had he? I heard him sigh loudly in frustration, "Ya drive me fuckin' crazy, ya know that?" he asked, his deep voice wafting across her being. What the hell? Is he talking to me? I thought. Does he mean that he…was thinking…thinking about me when he…Oh my god, a small smile gracing my features. I opened my eyes once more, taking in the sight of him, the sheets still covered the rest of his body from my view, his right arm draped over his eyes and the other lay at his side motionless.

After moments of silence, Renji let out a sad sigh, and before I could stop myself I crept to my feet. My legs were wobbly but focused as they led my way over to his bedside, my mind swirling with all different kinds of emotions. But, my legs were decisive, confident, almost moving at their own will as I found myself straddling the sexually frustrated red head. Renji jumped, startled by the sudden, slight weight seated on top of him, his eyes snapping open as he observe the small blue-haired girl, perched on top of him shyly. Both of us blushed, our eyes connecting and minds churning, Renji shot me a questioning look; and I answered with my characteristic smirk, "You," I breathed out, making his breath catch in his throat at the sound of my lust filled voice. "Drive me fucking crazy, do you know that?" I stated, repeating his earlier admission, making his eyes search mine and his eyebrows furrow in confusion. Renji opened his mouth to speak, only to be hushed by me, "Shh, don't say anything, Renji…" I ordered, my finger pressed softly against his mouth to silence him.

You were always where the sun could never go

I never wanted you to have to be alone

But I couldn't find a way to help you grow

Black Rose

I mustered up every single ounce of courage in my body as I sighed, trying to calm my nerves, my racing thoughts and erratic heartbeat. I could practically hear my own heart thumping wildly in my chest and wondered if he could hear it also. Smiling at the thought, I felt Renji sit up on his forearms, his lips seconds away from mine. Renji admired my partly covered body, noticing that I had fallen asleep with the oversized white shirt on, and I must've kicked off my shorts because his eyes were greeted with the sight of my bare thighs, straddling his own hips. He groaned when I shifted above him, pressing suggestively against the bulge that he knew I could feel from under the covers. My hands moved up to rest on the hem of my shirt, the only thing keeping me guarded from his view. Biting my bottom lip, I kept my eyes glued to his, noting the blatant lust that filled his irises as I tugged at the bottom of it pulling it up slightly.

Renji's eyes dropped to my chest as I took off the shirt, sliding the garment off of my arms and placing it on the floor beside us. Renji's eyes took in the sight of my small, pale and plump breasts, my soft pink nipples hard before him. My pale small torso illuminated by the moonlight, my eyes seemed to sparkle above him as he admired my beauty. His eyes dwelled on my breasts before following the seductive trail down my taunt belly, and lower to my southern area. I blushed as he drank in the sight of my naked form; just now remembering that in my aroused and dumbfounded state, before I had walked over to him, I had deftly slipped my panties off. Sitting up suddenly, Renji captured my lips roughly, drawing a surprised and submissive whimper from me. His lips moved against mine with passion and desperation, our breathing becoming labored as we fought for dominance. Sliding his tongue past my swollen lips, Renji overpowered me in the battle for control and he smirked against my lips when he felt me submit to him.

God, he wanted me so badly, more than he's ever wanted anything in his whole life. More than graduating from the academy, more than mastering his sword, more than becoming a soul reaper…more than any ambition he's ever had. I whimpered when I felt myself being flung to the bedding, he managed to switch our positions as he hovered over me, his chest snug between my legs. In the heat of his actions, the blanket had been kicked off, leaving me completely naked and uncovered, while he still wore the shorts he'd been wearing to bed. I moaned against the kiss, feeling him grind his covered arousal against me, stirring a frenzy within myself. Hovering his lips above mine, Renji supported his weight with one hand, the other confidently gripping my left breast making me pant softly; my breaths fluttering across his lips.

"Ren-ji," I moaned out, feeling his hand caress and massage my soft breast, his calloused skin teasing my sensitive nipple. Renji groaned at the sounds I was making, my little wheezes and whimpers of pleasure, so small that he barely heard them. His stomach twitched and he felt himself grow painfully hard as he kissed me once more, desperation rushing his actions as he palmed my other breast, a little rougher this time.

My eyes fell shut, loving the feelings Renji was stirring within me, and I couldn't help the loud mew that escaped my lips when the cloth of his shorts ground against my heated core, stimulating the swollen bud hidden between my folds. Renji disengaged the kiss, leaning over to plant heated kisses and nips against my pale neck, leaving dark and bruising marks. I sighed, dragging my nails down his back in pleasure, making his hipbone slam against mine roughly. Renji kissed me softly before leaning up, enough to slide the constricting shorts off his hips, kicking them away hastily. I watched as the shorts slid down, the fabric sliding away to reveal his large erection. My eyes slightly widened at his size, wondering if every guy was that large.

Renji kissed my lips once more, pulling away as he watched one of his hands glide down my small curved stomach and delve into my slick warmth. I cried out loudly, his finger parting me slightly and making sparks of pleasure jolt throughout my body. Rocking my hips against his ministrations, I silently begged him for more. Renji pushed his finger in and out of me, mentally groaning at the feel of me, I was so tight and wet, my warmth completely surrounding his finger as he watched them disappear within me once more. I moaned his name, small cries falling from my lips at the pace he created and Renji marveled at how good it would feel to be inside of me. Watching my pleasured features, Renji's hand moved up to grasp one of my breasts while his thumb stroked my pulsing bud as his finger quickened, fast and hard into me.

You never tell me how you feel and your moods they always change

I really tried to make it real but you never had the faith

I tried to give you something good to take the pain away

I tried to make you understand you don't have to be this way

I threw my head back, wrapping one of my legs around him, drawing his finger further inside of me, making me cry out once again. But, Renji couldn't take this anymore, my hand brushed against his arousal and he felt himself loose all control. Renji wretched his fingers from me, hearing my small cry of protest and silently apologizing for a lack of foreplay, Renji captured my lips in another heated kiss. And while his hand caressed my inner thigh, he placed himself against my opening as he slid inside. Renji pushed in quickly breaking my barrier as he sheathed himself fully inside of me. I winced slightly, it hurt, but not nearly as much as I thought it would. He groaned deeply against my lips before pulling away, he gave me a moment to adjust and he placed a soft kiss on my neck before pulling out and burying himself inside of me roughly, jolting my body.

"Ren-Renji!" I cried out as he set a steady rhythm, the feel of him filling me completely making my head spin as I arched my back, pressing my small breasts to his firm chest. Spreading my legs wider for him, I dug my nails into his back, clawing down the expanse of flesh in passion. Renji groaned against my neck before capturing my lips, muffling my loud cries as he proceeded to slam into me again and again. It felt so damn good, every inch of his body felt like it was tingling, a warm sensation pooling in his stomach as he felt my walls clench his member. I panted, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck when he increased his pace, I could feel a small spring in my stomach and with each thrust he made into me, I felt the spring coil tighter and tighter; a white hot sensation engulfing my body. Then, with one final thrust, both of us...

(End of dream/flashback)