Ichigo was twitching, his mind was going five hundred miles faster then the rest of his exhausted body. He was laying in Byakuya's bed, the elder vampire was laying sleeping next to the orange haired half breed, staring up at the ceiling.
This morning's fight, plus the strange what ever it was with Renji had him going, and he was thankful Byakuya didn't over react when Ichigo had told him about both things. Ichigo rolled over and put his head on Byakuya's cool chest, rolling his forehead over the marble skin softly. He felt a hand rest on the back of his head softly.
"What's wrong?" Byakuya asked. Ichigo pulled closer to Byakuya who sighed. "Don't worry, I don't care, it was just one of those things that happens when you're young," Byakuya messed with the wild orange hair under his fingers absent minded, something that he'd picked up sense they'd become lovers and was in no hurry to stop. Ichigo looked up and Byakuya smiled softly. "I know you still love me more then anything or anyone else,"
Ichigo's face flushed softly. "Yea," He leaned up and kissed Byakuya softly. "I love you," He muttered.
"I love you too," Byakuya replied placing a hand on Ichigo's cheek. "Go back to sleep, your body is still healing from that demon's attack,"
Ichigo closed his eyes and put his head back on Byakuya's chest and slept
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Byakuya, like always, was up before his younger lover, he stood on the balcony of his apartment, and watched the sun rise, only a few minutes later, Rukia came in and took his arm. He looked down at his treasured younger sister.
"What is it?" Byakuya asked.
"You have been spending more and more time watching the sun rise.... Why?" Rukia asked, her voice not child like in tone like it's usual.
"It is beautiful," Byakuya said.
"Or is it because of the orange cast just before the sun actually rises?" Rukia asked with a playful smile. "You truly are in love aren't you brother?"
"Yes, I am Rukia," Byakuya said.
"You'll have been together three years in seven hours," Rukia sighed and pulled away, spinning so the skirt of her gothic lolita dress flared slightly, revealing the white lace under the black cotton. "Have fun brother," She said and was gone, leaving Byakuya slightly annoyed, but at the same time happy that Rukia had finally stopped trying to take Ichigo as her newest doll, he shook his head with a soft smile and looked back at the sun.
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Renji was sitting on the roof of Urahara's shop, just over his lover's bedroom. He still hadn't been allowed into the house/shop. Urahara was still mad, saying something along the lines of his ass needing to rest. Renji groaned rolling his shoulder and laid back on the roof.
"Oi Freeloader,"
He looked up at Jinta leaning over him. "What is it?" Renji asked.
"Urahara said come inside," Jinta said and jumped off the roof a few seconds later. Renji sighed as he stood and walked into the house. Urahara was sitting at the round table in the main room and looked up at Renji as he entered.
"Sit," Urahara said and yawned.
Renji sat, glancing at Byakuya, who he hadn't sensed come into the shop. "What is it?" Renji asked.
"They finally have given us a name," Byakuya said tossing a metal case about the size of a deck of cards on the table. Renji looked at it. "Bounts," He said.
"Rather strange name isn't it?" Renji asked picking up the small case and examined it.
"We've dealt with strange things before," Urahara said. "But, we still need to be careful, Hitsugaya and some of the others have begun sweeps in the demon parts of the city, seeing if they can hear anything,"
"What do I do?" Renji asked.
"Nothing yet," Byakuya stood slowly and Renji looked up at him slightly confused. "Yamamoto would like you to come back to Tokyo for a few days, you've got things to talk about," Byakuya said. Renji couldn't help but shift nervously, the old man had always made him uncomfortable, but being the oldest pure blood in Japan, would make anyone feel that way.
"I'll be there later tonight," Renji said.
"I'll pass the message," Byakuya said and left. Renji looked at Urahara.
"What about you?" Renji asked after a while of silence. Urahara stood slowly and walked towards the back room. "Oi!" Renji stumbled up after him and stopped when Urahara's bedroom door closed in his face. "Kisuke, open the door," Renji growled. "Kisuke!"
"I'm going back to bed, beat it," Urahara's voice said and Renji gritted his teeth.
"It's been three weeks Kisuke," Renji said. "I already apologized and everything, what more do you want from me?"
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"That's it I'm opening the door," Renji growled pulling the door open quickly and went in. Urahara was standing next to the bed, his shirt was off, and he stared at Renji. Renji gritted his teeth seeing strange marks on the torso of his lover. "What is that?" He asked.
"None of your concern," Urahara said pulling on his pajama shirt and turned his back to Renji to button it up slowly. "Go away,"
"No," Renji came up behind Urahara and wrapped his arms around the older man's waist. "Tell me what the hell is wrong, or I won't stop until I've broken you," Renji placed his lips softly to the back of Urahara's neck. "We've been together 3 years Kisuke, you shouldn't hide from me,"
"I'm not a child," Urahara said. "I don't need you taking care of me," He tried to pull away, but Renji grabbed Urahara's arm and spun him around. "Back off Renji,"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Renji asked. "And what the fuck are those marks from?"
"Nothing," Urahara said. "You should get ready to go to Tokyo,"
Renji gritted his teeth and gave a low growl. "Not until you answer me,"
Urahara growled then, and lunged at Renji knocking him back against the wall. "Do not try ordering me around Renji, you'll only get yourself killed, now leave," Urahara said.
Renji stood baring his fangs as Urahara pinned him to the wall. "...Fine," He finally said and pushed Urahara away and was gone.
Urahara closed his eyes, his blond hair covering his eyes. "I hate when you spy on me Yoruichi," He muttered.
"I hate when you lie to yourself," Yoruichi moved through the window with ease. "Kisuke,"
"I'm not lying to myself," He replied.
"You'd never turn your fangs against Renji," Yoruichi said crossing her arms. "Why... after three years are you starting to get afraid, not everyone will hurt you, as long as you don't push them away Kisuke,"
"There's something in the air.... Yoruichi," Urahara said looking at her. "Can't you feel it?"
Yoruichi shifted, but didn't speak, eery silence filled the house and Urahara closed his eyes.
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Ichigo walked down the streets, taking in the bright flashing neon signs of the district, Byakuya had told him to go out, enjoy the afternoon, sense Byakuya had a meeting with the other leaders of Seireitei and Ichigo was always bored being stuck waiting outside Yamamoto's door until they were finished.
He stopped in front of a glass display and looked at his reflection, wishing for the first time, to see Hichi staring back at him, with that creepy wide smile and yellow eyes, but it was just him, staring back at himself, looking strangely.... lost as people rushed past him, going about their daily lives.
Flashback
Aizen leaned back against the wall holding the mangled mess that used to be his left arm, he was laughing as blood gushed from his torso, and ran down his chin.
Hichi growled wiping the blood from his eyes and looked at Aizen in disgust. "Why won't you stay dead!" He roared lunging at Aizen who lunged to striking Hichi with his good arm, sending the orange haired hybrid into the stone floor. Aizen's foot landed on Hichi's back, breaking it, Hichi and Ichigo's voices both screamed out as Aizen ground his heel against the broken bones.
"I cannot die because you're not strong enough to kill me," Aizen leaned down grabbing a handful of orange bloody hair and pulled Hichi to a standing position. "Now, send Ichigo back out, I'd really like to play with him, make him lick my wounds," Aizen's wicked smile didn't just anger Hichi, it pissed him off.
"Burn in hell," Hichi spat pulling away, only to lung back at Aizen, sending them through the wall into the next room, a twisted heap of fighting mess.
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Ichigo shook his head and stared at his reflection in the mirror.
His body tensed visibly, he'd been so lost in Hichi's memory that he hadn't noticed the white haired man step behind him, placing hot hands on his slender waist. The white haired man smiled, his dark red eyes glinting in amusement as he stared into Ichigo's golden eyes by the reflection of the glass.
"Do you like that guitar? You've been staring at it for the longest time," The white haired man said. Ichigo started to struggle only to have nails dig into the flesh over his hip bones painfully. "Don't fight, I'm not going to hurt you," He leaned down so his lips were grazing against Ichigo's left ear, Ichigo shivered, his ears had always been sensitive. "My name is Jin Kariya," He whispered seductively. "I've been watching you, what is hidden behind those lost eyes Ichigo?" He asked running his lips down Ichigo's neck.
Ichigo struggled, growling quietly, but Kariya held him firmly in place. "Get off me demon," He hissed, and Kariya smirked on Ichigo's shoulder.
"I'm much more then a demon," Kariya said, Ichigo's back arched as he felt fangs scrap down his neck, cutting just deep enough to draw thin lines of blood. Kariya licked the blood away slowly from one line, then the other. "Have you given your blood to your lover yet?" He looked into Ichigo's eyes again through the reflection, and smiled seeing the light flush on Ichigo's pale cheeks. "No? I'm surprised, could it be that he doesn't want to bind himself to you? Trade blood with you because you aren't a pure blood?" Kariya asked.
Ichigo felt dizzy, Kariya's breath was sweet, and seemed to invade his every sense, making Ichigo feel weak. "What are you doing to me?" Ichigo asked quietly, unable to raise his voice above a whisper.
"That's the thing about my people, we can seduce anyone, even vampires," Kariya said his lips floating just above Ichigo's.
Ichigo's body seemed to move on his own, his fangs grew out, and he opened his mouth leaning towards Kariya who smiled and put his fingers against Ichigo's mouth. Ichigo closed his eyes leaning his head down. "What are you.... why can't I..." Ichigo's mind felt like a haze.
Kariya chuckled softly. "All in due time," he said quietly. "I will come back soon Ichigo," He whispered and he was gone. Ichigo stumbled only to have a strong cool hand grab his arm. Ichigo's eyes snapped up and he looked up.
".... Byakuya," Ichigo muttered.
"He didn't hurt you did he?" Byakuya asked, but he wasn't looking at Ichigo, but forward , eyes slowly scanning though the crowd.
"..... No," Ichigo said shifting his feet under himself and stood straight, but Byakuya didn't let him go.
"I should've sent someone to watch over you," Byakuya said finally looking down at Ichigo. "If anything would've happened to you I don't know what I would've done," Byakuya cupped Ichigo's face firmly and pulled himself to Ichigo.
"I'm fine," Ichigo said quietly. Byakuya leaned down and captured Ichigo's lips with his own. Ichigo whimpered softly, Byakuya's kiss was intense, and took Ichigo by surprise, but Ichigo relaxed and closed his eyes, and let his lips be assaulted by Byakuya.
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End of Chapter 1
Ichigo: When do I get to stop being a uke?
ConstantSnow: Never, sorry, but you're like uber uke in my head, get over it.
Byakuya:Can I stop being mushy now?
ConstantSnow: *rolls her eyes* Review and Comment please!
Disclaimer: I Do not own Bleach or any related materials, I am and will always just be a silly fangirl with dreams. And I hope I've made other fangirls/boys happy with my crazed mind. ^_^
