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sasuxnaruxluver: holy fucking shit on a stick! damn we take forever to update on one fucking story! I personally blame andraiyel for being a whore, but anyways this chapter is gonna really piss all of you off. Again, I blame andraiyel. Shit goes down in this chapter, but really nothing happens, because it's all flashbacks and that's what's gonna kill you inside.
Andraiyel: Okay, it is definitely not my fault for any of this, but I do take half the blame, because it is half my fault. I swear for the both of us that it will never take us this long to update again, we will do better on the next one. But yeah, she was right with the fact that nothing really happens this chapter, sorry. It will pick up again in chapter three!
What are you still doing here, reading this damn note? Go read the chapter and review!
"Byakuya, I love you…"
Byakuya looked up from the desk he was sitting at to see his fukutaicho standing there before him, wringing his tan hands together nervously. He set his pen down. "Did you finish the reports from the last mission?" he asked in his monotone voice.
Renji's face fell. "What do you mean did I finish the papers? Did you not hear what I just said?" The red-head walked over to his captain's desk, still standing a respectful distance away, but making his presence known.
"I believe that I asked you a question, Abarai fukutaicho," Byakuya said, ignoring that comment completely. He could feel Renji's increasing irritation coming off of the man in waves.
Renji slammed his hands down on Byakuya's desk in anger, his eyes blazing as he stared at his taicho. "With all due respect, taicho, I said something to you first and I think I deserve at least some sort of fucking response."
Byakuya folded his hands together on the desk and stared up icily at Renji. "Abarai fukutaicho, I believe that I am the captain of this squad, so it is you that will answer to me. And you cannot expect me to honestly dignify that statement with a response, do you? Your feelings are completely inappropriate and I refuse to even begin to acknowledge them."He picked up his pen again and began writing once more, signaling to Renji that the topic was closed.
Renji glared down at him, but took his hands off the desk, standing up straight again. "So what you're saying, taicho, is that you have no feelings for me at all?"
The writing stopped and Byakuya stared down at the desk for a moment, not answering Renji right away. He finally did look up at his lieutenant, though, and, in a clipped response, answered, "That is exactly correct."
A deep growl rumbled from inside Renji's chest and the next thing anyone knew, he had Byakuya out of his chair and pressed up against the wall, ravaging his lips hungrily.
Byakuya's hands pressed against Renji's chest, starting to push him away, but then Renji's hands travelled down from his face, caressing his sides as the kiss lessened in intensity and became softer. Byakuya's hands curled into fists, pulling on Renji's kosode. Renji licked Byakuya's lower lips, asking for entrance into his captain's mouth. Byakuya opened his mouth for him, deepening the kiss.
"What the fuck?" Renji stumbled back against the desk, his hands clasped over his mouth. "You fucking bit me?" he exclaimed in shock, sticking his tongue out to see if it was bleeding.
Byakuya brushed himself off and straightened his clothing as he responded softly, "Next time you choose to do something so immature, the consequences will be far worse."
"Are you sure you wish to practice with me and not someone else?"
"Hell yeah! There's no one better to learn from!"
Byakuya sighed, but there was a slight upward tug at the corner of his mouth as he saw how determined Renji really was. "Very well; we will begin with just a simple challenge. All you have to do is dodge my attacks with this wooden katana; do you think you can manage that?"
"Bring it on!" Renji yelled, already tensing to shunpo away at even the slightest movement from his captain.
Before he even knew what was happening, there was a flash in his peripheral vision and he felt the cold, wooden stick pressed against his throat. "You are dead, Abarai. Pay attention."
"Damnit, you cheated!" Renji grumbled, ripping the wooden sword from his neck and flashing to the other side of the training field.
About an hour later, after Renji had finally started to get the hang of it, he was managing to avoid at least a few of his captain's attacks. Byakuya stood in the middle of the field admiring Renji's quick learning and steadfast determination. "You are getting better, Abarai. Let's try once more, though." Renji simply nodded in response and crouched low, waiting for Byakuya to make the first move.
"CAPTAIN! Captain Kuchiki!" a voice shouted from the entrance to the training grounds. Byakuya turned slightly to see timid little Hanataro standing at the gates, holding something that looked to be from the head taicho. He held his sword up as he heard the tell tale sounds of Renji rushing towards him, about to smack him in the chest with the stick when all of a sudden he felt a pair of strong arms encircle his waist. The next thing he knew, he was on the ground, looking up at a leering red-headed fukutaicho, grinning smugly down at him.
"I think you're dead, taicho," he said, crossing his arms as he leaned over the other.
"BYAKUYA! Where the fuck is my sword!" Renji shouted, turning the house upside down in his search for Zabimaru.
Out of thin air, Byakuya appeared in the bedroom beside him as Renji ripped through the closet, his arms crossed over his chest. "Do you honestly expect me to keep records of all of the idiotic things you do to your zanpakuto?" he asked coldly, watching as Renji threw his many shihakusho out of the closet and onto the floor in his search.
"For the love of kami, just please help me find Zabimaru!" he yelled, flashing into the next room, leaving his tornado of chaos behind him.
Byakuya sighed and shook his head slightly before slowly following Renji. "Where did you last see your sword, Renji?"
Renji turned to glare at him. "Yeah, 'cause if I knew I would be turning the house upside down like this, that's right- oh, wait! Last night I was drinking with the other guys! Oh fuck!" he groaned, his head falling into his hands.
Byakuya's frown deepened as he heard this and he turned to leave, no longer bothering to help Renji. Renji's head shot up and he called after his taicho, "Wait! You're not going to help me anymore?"
"I know what type of things you and the other fukutaichos do, so I really no longer wish to help you with this, because now it is hopeless. There are so many places where you could have left Zabimaru during your escapades last night."
"C'mon! I'm sure they will know where I left Zabimaru! We just have to go around and ask them."
"No."
"How would you feel if you had lost Senbonzakura? Imagine you were in my situation," he said sadly.
"Unfortunately for you, I would never be in that situation-" he stopped, seeing how dejected Renji was. He sighed, "Fine, I will assist you Renji, but only because you are of no use to me as a fukutaicho without Zabimaru."
Renji jumped up and kissed him quickly, almost knocking Byakuya to the floor. "Thanks-" Renji was cut off as Byakuya pulled him close again for a deeper kiss.
"Let's not waste the day," Byakuya finally breathed, pulling away and heading out of the Kuchiki manor with Renji on his heels.
Byakuya stopped abruptly as he headed down the walkway, a glint of metal from the branches of a sakura tree catching his eye. Byakuya turned and placed his hand on Renji's chest, stopping him before he could collide into him. "Abarai, "he started coolly, pointing over to the tree he had seen the metal in.
Renji glanced up to see where his captain was pointing to and reached his hand up to scratch at the back of his neck nervously. "Heh, well, uh, I guess we don't need to go ask anyone where my sword is," he chuckled nervously, Byakuya's glare piercing the back of his head as he went to go retrieve Zabimaru. A small smirk graced the lips of captain Kuchiki. Why he put up with Renji was sometimes a mystery even to him.
Renji placed his hand gently on top of Byakuya's as they sat outside, their backs leaning against the rough bark of a sakura tree, the stars in the night sky twinkling above them. He leaned over slightly so his mouth was right next to his captain's ear and whispered, "I love you, Byakuya," before capturing his lips in a soft, sweet kiss.
Although he didn't say it out loud, Byakuya was thinking the exact same thing.
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