A/N: So after some much debate (between me and my multiple personalities), I decided to continue with this. I know it's not Valentine's Day but I wrote the first chapter on that day so fuck logic.
I didn't add this before: I do not, and never will, own Bleach and it's characters (Sad day for me T.T )
Izuru rolled out of bed, plodding over to Gin's closet. Since they had the day off, Izuru wasn't going to put his shihakushou. Plus, Gin had torn the upper part of the black uniform while they, ahem, 'played' last night.
Izuru leafed through the hanging robes, considering one that would be modest yet interesting enough for his taichou. No, that one will show off too much leg... No, that one's color doesn't suit me...
Izuru stopped, thinking this a bit more over. I don't want Gin to tease me all day today... I know it's low, but I'm gonna make it so that he will not want to leave me hanging.
Izuru smirked at his clever thinking, hoping that this will really work. He grabs a teal robe, gently plucking it off the hanger. He put his arms through the big sleeve, giggling slightly when he saw how long the sleeves were. They completely hid his hands from view but he didn't really mind. He had always secretly liked the longer sleeves of Gin's robes and uniforms.
The blond then tied the robe closed, not minding that it showed off his pale, finely tuned calves. Training did good work for his body. He was more flexible than when he had first joined Squad 3. I guess sex probably helped that too...
Izuru yawned, scratching his chest slightly on the skin that was exposed by the low dipping 'V' of the robe. He walked out of the room, looking around for Gin. He had a feeling that today was going to be amazing.