A/N: Haha, here is chapter two. This chapter has been brought to you by a bag of cheetos, a box of pop tarts, a pack of cold pills, a roll and a half of toilet paper(just as good as any kleenex), and a handful of Ibuprofen. I have a cold in case you couldn't pull that out of there. That's one of the reasons this is being posted now rather than on Friday night like it should've been. Plus christmas shopping and a b-day party that I also endured while sick. Anyway, I'm fairly certain it's all coherent. Hope you enjoy this chapter. You can consider this your Chrismahanaquanzica present X3
"Oh HELL no…" Renji mumbled as his eyes locked on the scene before him. The flustered servant who'd followed him in threw his arms in the air and stalked off, leaving them to sort things out themselves.
Hana's face felt so hot he wondered that it wasn't burning; he swiftly slid off 'Kuya's lap and onto the bed, pulling his kimono back over his shoulders. He could feel Renji's eyes on him even though he was staring at the bed beneath him with great deliberation. Then he heard a noise that threw him off entirely; the low rumbling sound of Renji's laughter.
Hana could hardly believe it; he looked up to see the Lieutenant doubled over, laughing hysterically. Why did it seem like everyone found their relationship so amusing? He stared on in confusion for a few minutes before Byakuya moved from the bed and glared at Renji.
"Abarai," 'Kuya growled, making Renji go silent almost immediately, "why is it you have terrorized my servants and barged into my room uninvited?" Renji stared at his captain, mouth moving slightly but no words making it past his lips.
"Renji." Byakuya moved his hand towards his sword, and Renji immediately began to speak.
"Well, ya see, I was keepin' an eye on the squad while they were training when Rukia comes runnin' up. She had the craziest look on her face and started goin' on about how ya' had come back. Now, as excited as I was for that piece of information, I didn't get why she'd be so crazy about your return; so I asked what was up and she says somethin' about you smilin'. Of course everyone knows you don't smile so I had to come see what she was talkin' about." Renji's barely coherent monologue ended, and he eyed 'Kuya's sword hand warily.
"While that was all very interesting Renji, that still doesn't explain why you felt it necessary to break into my room." Byakuya arched an eyebrow as he waited for an answer.
"Well… She said you were smilin' captain! I thought you might be sick or somethin'! Even if ya weren't I had to see it!" Renji blurted before looking towards Hana, who was now trying his best to stifle a laugh. Seeing Hana made Renji lose it and he burst into another fit of hysterics. "I- I see why you we- were smilin' now!" He managed between gasping for air.
"Out." Byakuya said flatly, as he began to unsheathe Senbon Zakura. Renji didn't need to be told twice and he bolted out of the room, the occasional burst of laughter echoing from down the hall.
Hana couldn't help it, he started laughing suddenly. Though he was still a little embarrassed by the whole incident, he realized that Renji had a point, Byakuya wasn't one for smiling. 'Kuya turned to look at him oddly, which only made him laugh more because he still managed to look serious.
"He has a point 'Kuya; I don't think anyone here has seen you smile, tell me you wouldn't want to see it too if you were one of the others." He rose to his knees on the bed so he could wrap his arms around 'Kuya's neck.
"How could that possibly be interesting to any of them?" Byakuya asked incredulously, as he slid his arms around Hana's waist.
"Maybe because it looks so good." Hana nuzzled 'Kuya's neck, making him tighten his arms around him. "So are you going to lay back down for me?" Hana tugged at 'Kuya's sash with one hand. 'Kuya smiled before pulling Hana against him and falling onto the bed, Hana once again settling on his lap.
Hana was trying his hardest to act like nothing had changed, keeping quiet and sweeping his end of the walkways, but his squad-mates kept staring at him and whispering amongst themselves. He should've argued harder that morning when 'Kuya had wrapped the scarf around his neck as they were leaving. While it made him feel good to wear it, he also knew better than to think everything would be just fine because he had it. If anything it was making things even more awkward.
The others all knew by now that something was going on between them, the whole Seireitei probably knew by now. Between Renji and his social circle, and the gossipers of Squad 4, there was undoubtedly no one left who hadn't heard about it.
Luckily no one seemed to have a very big problem with it, he'd caught a few teasing remarks from some of the captains; and maybe he'd been knocked around a little more while he was working, but at least they weren't being as forward about it as they could have been.
Even so, it was starting to bug him, everyone always whispering when he was around. They'd been back for a little over a week, you'd have thought everyone would be over it by now.
"Yamada! Get to work, you think just 'cause you're a captain's pet you get to slack off while we do all the work?!" one of the others shouted at him, while the rest glared at him.
He hadn't noticed that he'd stopped sweeping while he was lost in thought, he began moving again. He couldn't help the little flair of anger though; he usually did more work than any of them, if anything they spent more time making his job harder than actually doing theirs. Even now they were back whispering with one another rather than actually working. Oh well, it would be time to head home soon, he could hold out a little longer.
Byakuya sat at his desk, methodically combing through paperwork like he always did; listening to Renji moan and complain about said paperwork, like he always did.
"Come on Captain, can't we cut out early?" Renji pleaded from his desk.
"Renji, we are the superior officers, we have a responsibility to get this work done." Byakuya answered flatly without looking up.
"You're telling me you're not tempted to get home a bit earlier, there's nothing you'd rather be doing? Or someONE you'd rather be doing? Renji muffled a snicker as Byakuya froze, his hand poised over a form.
'Kuya turned to look at his lieutenant with the closest thing to astonishment he would ever allow the other to see. He really needed to find something to do with the man, ever since they'd gotten back he'd been making little remarks such as that. While he didn't say them with any malice, it was still beginning to fray his nerves.
"Renji…" He paused, thinking of a reasonable threat to make.
"Heh, oh come on Captain, you know you want to go home." Renji continued to mock him. He looked at Renji, then a tiny smile turned up the corners of his mouth, a smile that made Renji instantly regret having said anything.
"You're right Renji, I would like to go home early; so you will stay here and finish all the paperwork for me." Byakuya rose to his feet and headed out of the office, leaving Renji to beat his head against his desk.
'Kuya smiled to himself, he was quite pleased with the whole thing; Renji would definitely think twice before making anymore remarks anytime soon. Then again, he'd still have the paperwork to do tomorrow…
He managed to get about halfway home before he realized Hana would still be working. Should he just go home and wait, or just go for a walk? Then again, he could always make up a reason to get Hana out of work. What was wrong with him? He shouldn't be considering bending rules for petty personal reasons. Then again, he was already bending them by leaving Renji alone for the last few hours. Well…If nothing else he would at least stop and see Hana on his way back; with that he headed to the 4th Division.
Hana glanced up as he heard the incessant mutterings around him get louder; he quickly realized why, Byakuya was coming down the path towards them all. He smiled softly at 'Kuya, though he wasn't entirely sure it was a good thing for him to be there then.
"What are you doing here, 'Ku- Captain Kuchiki?" Hana caught himself, while he knew 'Kuya might not mind the lack of 'respect', the others would bother him for it later.
"I left early today, Renji is handling things, and I decided I would come see you." 'Kuya flashed a tiny smile at Hana, wondering at the tiny burst of murmurs from the rest of the squad.
"You shouldn't have come, Captain, I have to finish my work." Hana said, trying to ignore the glares he was getting from the others for having stopped cleaning.
'Kuya noticed Hana's glance at the people around them and, in a burst of spontaneity, leaned down and sealed his lips over Hana's. There was a collective gasp from around them, Hana was too shocked to move; he was used to 'Kuya's seemingly random kisses, but not with this many people watching, never with this many people watching. Just when he managed to put a hand on 'Kuya's chest and was working up the will-power to push against him, Byakuya pulled away.
"Love you." 'Kuya purred, teeth grazing the shell of his ear before turning and leaving.
Silence permeated the area, everyone stared at Hanatarou as he stood trying to figure out what had just happened. When his head cleared enough for him to fully comprehend what had happened, he still wasn't certain he believed it. Though it was common knowledge by this point that he and 'Kuya were a bit more than friends, 'Kuya had never done anything like that where everyone could see.
Maybe it would've been better if it had stayed that way, Hana mused when he saw the looks everyone was giving him. That little scene had definitely just made things worse for him. He barely kept from falling as someone brushed roughly past him, yep, things were definitely going to get worse.
Hana was nestled into the corner of a couch in 'Kuya's house; 'Kuya stretched out on his back along the remainder of it, resting between Hana's legs, his head resting on Hana's stomach. Hana absently played with 'Kuya's hair as he half-dozed.
"Hana, why did you seem so nervous earlier?" 'Kuya looked up at him. "You seemed colder than you usually are."
"Well…You've never kissed me in front of everyone before, I was surprised." Hana said quietly.
"Yes, but you seemed a little withdrawn before that as well." 'Kuya replied.
"That's because you shouldn't have come then."
"Why shouldn't I have? I understand that we were still working, but I was only there for a few minutes." 'Kuya looked at him expectantly.
"Because now everyone's going to give me more trouble." Hana murmured softly.
"More trouble? You mean they've already been bothering you?"
"'Kuya, how could you think for a second that they wouldn't bother me as soon as they found out? Of course no one says anything to you, you're a captain; but I'm just me, no one's going to cut me some slack just because I'm your 'pet' as they put it." Hana sighed as he looked down at 'Kuya.
"I'm sorry Hana, I didn't think it would cause you any harm; I won't do it again if you'd prefer." 'Kuya lifted a hand to brush his fingers over Hana's cheek.
"No, I was actually kind of glad to see you there; besides I've had a lot worse than a few bruises and harsh words thrown my way." Hana smiled, turning his face to nuzzle 'Kuya's hand.
"I know, I really wish that wasn't true though." 'Kuya whispered before sliding his hand behind Hana's head and pulling him down for a slow kiss.
Hana winced as he was knocked against a wall by the others while on his way out to help clean. They'd been back for weeks, and still they wouldn't seem to let up on him, it almost seemed like they were getting worse.
Hana retreated to a more empty area and began to clean, doing his best to avoid unnecessary contact with the others, as had become the norm lately. Today, however, it seemed to have the opposite effect, much to his chagrin.
"Hey, flower, why do you always work so far away? Do you think you're too good for us now? Has being Captain Kuchiki's boy toy given you an ego boost?" The group snickered.
Hana tried to ignore their comments and continued to sweep. He wasn't going to let them get to him, they'd said plenty of less than pleasant things to him before, today wasn't anything he couldn't deal with.
"Ignoring us now? Are you in a bad mood 'cause Kuchiki's been getting home later these days?"
Hana gritted his teeth in an attempt to calm himself down, it didn't matter that 'Kuya had more work to do lately. He didn't mind it too much, but he didn't like that they were bringing it up.
"Hmmm, what do you guys think? Maybe he's worried that Renji's been getting back into his captain's pants."
This made Hana stop completely; what did he mean, getting back into his pants? He'd heard some talk that Renji and 'Kuya had had something going on in the past, but from what he could tell from 'Kuya, that wasn't true. No they were just trying to bother him; even if 'Kuya had been involved with Renji, he wouldn't be now.
Hana made himself continue moving, he could still hear the others talking but he blocked out what they were saying. He wasn't going to let them ruin what he had, everyone had already ruined enough of his life.
Hana sighed heavily as he slowly walked back to the house. He needed 'Kuya, after what everyone had said he just wanted to see him. He knew what they'd said wasn't true, it couldn't be, but that didn't change the fact that he wished he would be home when he got there.
He decided that since 'Kuya wouldn't be home yet he would take a walk. He headed out to a grassy clearing and proceeded to make slow laps around the borders of it. He let the cool air clear his head and soothe some of the tension out of his body.
Hana wasn't sure how long he'd been walking when he thought he heard someone coming up behind him. Just as he was about to turn to see who it was, he felt the scarf around his neck jerk sharply. He crashed to the ground, coughing and pulling at the scarf, trying to loosen it from his throat.
As he got the scarf loose enough to catch his breath, he looked up in time to see his assailant coming down on top of him. Hana shot his arms out and tried to push the man away but only succeeded in earning himself a blow to the face. His arms were caught and pinned above his head, his body trapped beneath the man's.
"Looks like Kuchiki is workin' late again." the man growled as he ground his hips against Hana's. "He'll have to share his toy now; not like he can't afford to share when his lieutenant is screwin' him."
"Get off!" Hana shouted, he bucked his hips and jerked his arms, but he wasn't strong enough to throw the man off. The man shifted so that he gripped both of Hana's wrists in one hand, the bones grinding together painfully; he used the other to begin tearing at Hana's clothes.
Hana felt the tears stinging the corners of his eyes as his captor began tugging at his own clothes. This couldn't be happening, not again; it was never supposed to happen again.
Hana stumbled into the house, holding his torn and dirt covered clothes around him. He hoped he could make it in without anyone seeing him, so he'd have time to clean up and calm down.
"Hanatarou?" No such luck. "Hanatarou!" Rukia ran up to him as he collapsed to his knees in defeat, now he'd have to try and get past her. "Hana, what happened to you?" She asked, carefully touching the tear in his lip.
He shook his head, flinching slightly as she turned his bruised wrists over in her hands. "I'll be alright, please, just let me go wash off."
Rukia stared at him for a moment before nodding and helping him up; following him until they reached the bath, where she reluctantly let him go in alone.
Hana emerged some time later to find 'Kuya leaning against the wall in the hallway. Rukia must've told him something happened. He wasn't sure he wanted 'Kuya to know what happened. The second 'Kuya realized he was there he rushed forward and pulled Hana into his arms.
"What happened Hana?" 'Kuya crushed him close, making him wince as bruises were pressed. Hana wrapped his arms around 'Kuya's waist and leaned into him, unsure if it was for his benefit or 'Kuya's.
"I-Nothing, it was nothing, I'll be fine." Hana cursed himself as his voice broke.
"No, it wasn't nothing; Rukia wouldn't have sent for me if it was nothing Hana."
"She sent for you, you mean she made you leave work?" he didn't like that, he didn't want to be another burden .
"Renji can do without me for a night, that's beside the point. Why won't you tell me what happened." 'Kuya tipped Hana's face up to look him in the eye.
"I told you I'll be okay, it's nothing that hasn't happened before… I'll get through it like always." Hana smiled weakly in an attempt to convince him.
'Kuya stared down at Hana, he suddenly had a very good idea what had happened.
"Oh, Hana, no; tell me it didn't happen again." 'Kuya couldn't keep from hugging Hana tighter. Especially not when the poorly constructed smile slid from the boy's face and he collapsed against his chest. Hana's body shook slightly as he quietly cried against him.
'Kuya carefully gathered him into his arms and carried him back to their room. He met Rukia on the way; discouraging her questions with a pained look and a short shake of his head. He closed the door behind him before moving to the bed, where he carefully laid Hana down before lying down next to him.
Hana curled into him, his hands fisting into his shirt as he hid his face against his chest. 'Kuya held him, slowly rubbing his hand up and down Hana's spine and whispering softly to him. If he found the one who had done this to him, he was going to kill them; consequences be damned, no one was ever going to hurt his Hana again.
A/N: I'm a horrible person, I know. It makes me wonder why I'm so evil to poor Hana when he's supposed to be one of my faveorite characters. One second I was thinkin up excuses to squeeze in that random upside down couch kiss bit (it was burned into my head, and just too fluffy of an image not to try and share), next thing you know I've got poor Hana pinned down in the dirt. Who can say how my mind works, all I know is it's definitely a scary place in there. Anyway, I hope that wasn't too depressing, and I'll try to post some more some time in the next few days. So for now I'm going to go pass out, it being 4:40 am and all, so Happy Crismahanquanzica to ya'll!