Renji's POV

Ichigo and I had gone to a local restaurant. Just to get something to eat. As we sat at a booth away from the other tables, I was still missing Byakuya. Yet…Ichigo made my feelings melt away.

Ichigo took a sip of tea, and gazed at me, "So, how's it in the Soul Society? I've heard you've been going out with Byakuya."

I felt my face turn red. I hesitated, "Yeah, Soul Society's been good, I guess."

"How's Byakuya?"

"Um…He's good. Hey Ichigo, are you going out with anybody?" I had to ask. Maybe if things don't work out with Byakuya…I would have a chance with him.

"Well, no. I had been dating Orihime, but we decided it'd be best if we were just friends." His eyes turned cold. He must've really liked her…

"Ichigo…" I whispered as I got up from my seat. I walked around the table, then sat next to him. We gazed at each other for a moment, then I pulled him into a tight hug.

After he left me embrace, I put my forehead on his, I felt his breath colliding on my lips. I put my hand against his chest. His heart was racing, his chest was pounding. He put his hand on my chest, "I can feel your heartbeat…" His sensual touch made me shiver.

"Stop trying to steal my heart away…" My lips barely touched Ichigo's. I quivered, "My heart belongs to Byakuya." I backed away quickly.

Ichigo's eyes were wide. He was paralyzed. I said goodbye to him and left the restaurant.

I walked down the streets, I felt as if I were putting together a puzzle without knowing what the picture looked like. I love Byakuya. But is it possible I have the same feelings for…?

I stopped walking for a moment, I put my hand on my chest. My heartbeat was racing. I continued to walk.

Damn. There's no freaking way I actually like Ichigo. I sighed, "It's just a phase, Renji." I murmured to myself

As I walked, I looked up at the stars. They reminded me of Ichigo's eye…

I scoffed, "What the hell is wrong with me?" I winced. Could I seriously be…?

My eyes widened. I felt a strong, familiar spiritual pressure.

I started to run. This spiritual pressure…I know it! I just can't remember!

I soon arrived back at Urahara's shop where the spiritual pressure was, my heart was pounding with excitement.

I slowly opened the door…

There, sitting at Urahara's small table…was Byakuya.

He sat there drinking tea. I stood in the doorway, puzzled. Why was he here?

I approached him,"Byakuya…what are you doing here?" I asked.

Byakuya smiled, and swiftly flashstepped to me. "I missed you." His gentle voice made my heart melt. Byakuya held my chin up, "You're cute." He grinned as he kissed my lips.

I ran my fingers through his hair. It was soft and downy. I gave Byakuya a passionate kiss as I swathed my arms around his collar.

Byakuya kissed me harder. He pushed me, I tripped on something and we fell to the floor. He caressed my torso, and kissed my neck.

I moaned in pleasure, "Byakuya…" He covered my lips with his. My breath became heavy, " I love you." I whispred as I kissed his ear.

The door whammed open. Byakuya and I looked up to see who was intruding our love making. Our eyes grew wide. I was petrified.

Our intruder was no other than Ichigo Kurosaki.

Ichigo situated in the door way for a while. I felt my heart sink.

Ichigo huffed, "What the hell, Renji?" Ichigo was pissed off.

I sighed, "Ichigo…"

There was an awkward silence. Byakuya and I stood up, still staring at Ichigo. Byakuya smiled, "Good evening, Ichigo, how are you?"

"I'm fine, thanks." Ichigo sighed. He walked over to us. It felt kind of awkward. I mean…how would you feel if the guy you may or may not love walked in on you making out with someone else?

We all sat at the small table in the shop. Kisuke had served us all some tea. As Kisuke poured Byakuya tea, he slyly grinned, "Byakuya Kuchiki, what in the soul society brings you here this evening?"

Byakuya kept his straight face, "I thought since my lieutenant was here in the human world, why shouldn't I?" Byakuya winced a little, then sipped some of his tea.

I felt myself grimace, I felt a bit of guilt. Kisuke smiled at me, "Why the long face, Mr. Abarai?"

I looked up at Kisuke, "Oh…it's nothing." I insisted, I had to force a smile.

Byakuya glanced over at Kisuke, "So how are things with you and Yoruichi?"

Kisuke blushed at little, then waved his stupid fan around quickly, "Oh everything's lovely with her! Speaking of which…where's my hottie?" Kisuke squealed as he ran off to who knows where. Damn. Kisuke can be such a perv. I can't believe Yoruichi would date that…man.

Byakuya chuckled, and then leaned over the table. He held my hand, intertwining our fingers. I couldn't help but smile.

Looked over to Ichigo, "So, Ichigo, I heard about your breakup with Orihime. What a shame. Too bad Rukia's off the market."

Ichigo gave a puzzled look, "She's taken?"

"No, I just would never let her date you."

"Who said I wanted to date her?" Ichigo snapped. He clenched his teeth and sat back. He continued, "I have no interest in love with a girl. That's why Orihime and I broke up." Ichigo glared at Byakuya.

Byakuya snickered, "So you're saying you're interested in men?"

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't. However, It's not like I'm only interested in men, just now there's a guy that I'm interested in." Ichigo grinned.

"Well you made it so obvious!"

"How?"

"I've seen how you act with that Quincy around. Don't lie, you like him!"

"Hell no, there's no freaking way I like Four-Eyes!" Ichigo spat. I was intrigued with their conversation.

"If it's not the Quincy, then who is it?"

Ichigo didn't give an answer. He went over to me, grabbing my arm. "Can I talk to you?"

I glanced at Byakuya. He nodded in approval. I looked back at Ichigo, "Okay." I answered as he led me outside of Urahara's shop.

Ichigo led me away from the shop. He held my hand with a tight grip. His hand was warm. When we were quite a ways from the shop, Ichigo whipped his head around, and glared at me. "What the hell were you thinking?" Ichigo grabbed the collar of my shirt. He hesitated only for a second. Ichigo covered his lips over mine.

My eyes widened. What was going on? His lips were warm, like his hands. I felt his hands run down my back. I threaded my hands through his carrot-orange hair. The kiss seemed to last forever. He squeezed my waist. I never wanted to leave his embrace.

Our lips had parted. My lips tingled, and my felt numb. Ichigo wiped his mouth, "You're a good kisser." He grinned.

I felt myself go red. I looked down, and clenched my fist. "Ichigo…I think….I think I might…love you."