A few mouths later...
Izuru was not unaware that Shuuhei was leaning in close to talk to him, had brushed his hand against his when handing him a drink, and had playfully swept his hair out of his eyes. The question was, exactly why was Shuuhei flirting with him? It wasn't that Shuuhei never went for guys, although he usually went for women, it just seemed out of the blue. They had known each other for a long time and, as far as he knew, Shuuhei had never shown any interest in him.
"Shuuhei, why are you doing this?" he finally asked, as they took a seat on a couch.
"What do you mean?" Shuuhei asked.
"You know what I mean," Kira looked at his drink, "Why are you being so nice to me tonight?"
"Don't be obtuse, why does anyone hit on someone? It's because I like you and want to be with you."
That was direct enough. Direct enough that Izuru blushed actually.
"Look," Shuuhei continued, "I just really want to "
"You guys will not believe the night I've been having!" Rangiku cried, abruptly sitting between the two, not aware in the least that she was interrupting anything.
Shuuhei was very tempted to simply shove her off onto the floor, but that didn't seem very gentleman-like.
"No one likes me!" Rangiku said, with crocodile tears.
Izuru sighed. Rangiku could become a complete diva when drunk, and tonight looked like one of those nights.
"I'm pretty, no beautiful," she wept, "but no one will touch me!"
Shuuhei had sat through too many of Rangiku's crying sessions to work up much sympathy.
"I'm beautiful, right?" she asked Izuru.
"Uh yeah " he replied.
"I know you don't date women but if you did, you'd go for me, right?" Rangiku questioned.
"Um " Izuru thought it was probably better to just not answer that.
It turns out it didn't matter because she immediately turned to Shuuhei.
"You've been chasing after me forever," she said, gazing into his eyes and leaning on him, "Tonight's your lucky night!"
"Uh " now it was Shuuhei's turn to feel awkward. It was true of course, which was bad for what he was trying to do with Izuru, but he really hadn't been that into her in the first place, it was just kind of a game he liked to play since he knew that she wouldn't take it seriously. Plus, he had to admit he was mesmerized by her boobs.
"Actually," Shuuhei decided to throw subtlety to the wind, "the person I'm interested in is on the other side of you, so if you could leave I would appreciate it."
"Oh," she gasped, "You're finally telling Izuru about your feelings?"
"Finally?" thought Izuru. Interesting.
Shuuhei cursed at Rangiku in his head and realized he really should have just shoved her when he had had a chance.
"But " Rangiku started to tear up again, "but I need you tonight Shuuhei!"
"Your mascara is running," Izuru lied calmly.
"What?" Rangiku gasped, no longer crying, and jumped up to visit the nearest mirror.
"Finally?" Izuru said interested.
"Heh, uh, yeah," Shuuhei said awkwardly. "It's just that before you seemed kind of wrapped up in your Captain," Shuuhei had never asked and didn't really want to know, "and then you were so upset after he left that I didn't want you to think that I was taking advantage of you."
Izuru just looked at him. It had been years then. How could he miss something like that for years? He had spent a lot of time with Shuuhei; drinking, eating at Shuuhei's dinner parties, going to festivals, and just hanging out at the office whenever one of them would get bored or had a little time to kill. It seemed like he should have known when it had crossed from friendship into something else. Had he just been blinded by by the other things going on his life?
"I want to take care of you," Shuuhei said.
From anyone else, it would have come off as patronizing. From anyone else, it probably would have pissed him off. Somehow, coming from Shuuhei, it seemed comforting, sincere.
"You always look like you're in pain, and you never talk about it. I want to know about it," Shuuhei continued. "I want you to laugh like you used to when I first met you back at the academy." He had never told Izuru how much he had helped him after he had lost his friends in that hollow attack. He had visited Shuuhei all the time while he was healing, even though they had never met before then.
"You know, you do have a bit of a reputation," Izuru said, mostly joking.
"Not everyone can get over being with a sex god," Shuuhei said, laughing. There was an ongoing joke with their group, something they called "the Shuuhei effect". Any time he walked by a group of women, they all went silent, then instantly started whispering when he had gotten out of earshot.
"I'm still not sure," Izuru said.
He was telling Shuuhei to convince him, and the message was received loud and clear.
Shuuhei moved closer to him on the couch. "Tell you what, I'll go ahead and whisper dirty things into your ear and you tell me which one strikes your fancy," he said with a wolfish grin.
Izuru wondered how he had ever missed how much he had felt for Shuuhei before now. Izuru didn't even knowtes how close Shuuhei had gotten to him and when he began to whispper in his ear, Izuru wasn't even paying attention until a serton sentence reached his ear, snaping him out of his mind.
"I love you, Izuru. I want you more then ever. Please, let me take you" the words pasted Izuru's ear causing him to shutter.
"Are you O.K, Izuru?" THe Black haired man pulled away.
"Shuuhei..." Izuru glanced over at his friend, a light blush cloving his face and his eyes half closed, he looked like his mind was in another world. He leaned in close and whispperd "take me now."
Shuuhei wraped his right arm around Izuru's waist, groping his ass in the prosses, and used the opposit hand to grab Izuru's chin so he could looki into his eyes. Izuru, chought up in the moment, leaned forward and kissed Shuuhei gently at first. Shuuhei's hand moved from Izuru's chin to his hair as he leaned forward and just as their lips touch, Shuuhei pulls his friend's head closer, deeping the kiss. The kiss lasted severl minutes until the two broke of much needed air.
"So, I take it you like what I said?" Shuuhei asked inbetween breaths.
"Well, to tell you the truth, It was the only thing I hear you say." Izuru replied with a cute, weak smile. Shuuhei blushed a bit and in a weak attement of trying to keep Izuru from knowtesing, pulled his friend close again and layed down on the couch. He's shy at times, I swer...
"Even now you won't let me see you flustered?" Shuuhei is stunded by what his friend says, he doesn't even knowtes when Izuru wiggles out of his grasp and raises himself up so he's direcly over his friends face (only a foot away). "You make such a cute face when your blushing, Shuuhei." Izuru giggled which brout Shuuhei back to this world. Izuru proseded to lift sit up, Shuuhei grabed his hips. "You got hard just from kissing? You must really want me then I suppose."
Something wasn't right with Izuru and he ovenculy blacked out. When he finaly came too, he found himself in someone elses home completly naked, his ass threabing so much it hurt. Izuru sat up to scan the room to dicover he was in Shuuhei's bedroom. The smell of sweat and cum reacted from the pillows and shiets and there were a few small and thin blood stans on it.
"So, you finaly woke up hu?" a familior voise boomed in Izuru's head, giving him a headack.
"Not so loud, Shuuhei." Izuru growned holding his head in pain. "What's with the bed too?"
Shuuhei raised an eyebrow "You really don't rememeber, Izu?" Izuru gave a confused look and nodded slightly. Shuuhei chukled a little and remarked "You were so wasted you can't remeber what happend last night."
"Shut up, I do remeber some of it."
"Well then, based on what you do remeber, you know what happend, right." Shuuhei queationed, Izuru nodded as he looked down. What would Renji say when found out, what would he do to Shuuhei if he found out?