The news finally sunk in. The words Kyoraku had spoken before suddenly grew in meaning. His heart was in his throat and his ears, he could feel the blood rushing in them. Everything seemed to freeze and narrow down to this one moment. This one impossible moment. His hands were digging into his knees, to make sure he wasn't dreaming. This was real. This was happening. And they both wanted him. Loved him. Him! When the realization finally settled in blood rushed to his face faster than humanly possible. Both his cheeks were flushed deep red, his ears were burning and competing with his cheeks in redness. His eyes were still wide in shock and one of his hands flew up to cover his burning face, which he quickly averted to hide his reaction. It was futile. Shunsui and Juushiro had long since seen Shinjis blush. They shared a glance in excitement. Shunsui cleared his throat. "What we want to ask you now Shinji is…Would you be willing to give us a chance?" He had voiced his question softly, Shinji was still looking away, hand still covering his face. A few seconds there was absolute silence before Shinji pulled back his hand a fraction to glance at them.

"You…mean it?" He asked, and they had never heard him sound so insecure. Shinji wasn't insecure, it just wasn't in his nature, he was arrogant and a little perverted, but with a good heart and kind intentions in the end. Juushiro smiled a little, now calmer after having witnessed Shinjis reaction. "Of course, we do!" He said happily. Shinji again remained silent. Then: a nod. Small and shy. "Is that a yes?" Kyoraku couldn't help but check. Suddenly Shinjis hand flew from his face, the blush still was visible on his cheeks but had calmed down a little. "Of course, it is!" He told him loudly, a blurted-out statement. He had said it almost sounding angry at the obviousness of his answer.

Realizing his bluntness Shinji blushed again, cheeks flushing even more, he bristled a little and quickly raised both of his hands to hide behind them. C-Cute! Both Juushiro and Shunsui thought at the same moment. It seemed like Shinji had even more sides to his personality then they had first assumed. "Well, I am happy." Juushiro told Shinji, softly reaching out and prying one of his hands away from his face, he brought it to his mouth and kissed it. "I'll be happy to get to know even more about you, Shinji-kun." Wha-Whhaaa! Was all Shinji could think, his entire face was on flames now, you could almost see the steam rising around him.

If that wasn't enough Shunsui suddenly took his other hand and mirrored Juushiros movements, placing another soft kiss on it. He really didn't know how to deal with this situation. Juushiro and Shunsui luckily led go of his hands, matching smiles on their faces. "I am going to regret this decision, aren't I?" Shinji asked, sweat dropping a little. "Aww, what an awful thing to say." Shunsui said, pouting a little at Shinji. "Yes, yes. So, what happens now?" He asked them a little unsurely. "Now?" Shunsui asked, arching one of his brows casually. "Whatever you want to happen. We can go on a date if you like, we could keep on meeting like this. Quite honestly, I don't think our relationship is going to change that much. Aside from a few…additions." At the last part his face had an almost devilish smile and Shinji knew quite well what that was supposed to mean.

He shuddered involuntarily at the thought. Kyoraku seemingly had noticed him shudder because his grin grew. "Let's just keep things the way they are. I am quite comfortable in this setting. And honestly, I am not much of a date person. Has been a couple of decades since I last went on one." Shinji told them quickly, trying to change the subject. Juushiro nodded happily.

And that is how Shinji Hirako became a part of Juushiro and Shunsuis lives. Now there, is one more we need to add to our story.

Shinji spent his days almost in a haze, Juushiro and Shunsui were more than he could have ever asked for. Even though they hardly went on dates they still made the most of the time they had together. He learned more about them, their stories and secrets. And he gave them some of his own in return. He told them how he grew up in Rukongai, nothing more than a street rat, how he stole in order to survive. How life had been nothing more than kill or be killed. Juushiro had hugged him so tightly after he told them, Shinji was sure he had broken some of his ribs. And still they accepted him. Weeks turned into months and months turned into years. Many frowned at their strange relationship. When they had first announced it to the public, Shinji had been called their 'toy', their 'plaything' that they would eventually get rid of. Shunsui and Juushiro were so fast shutting those insults down it almost gave Shinji whiplash.

They accepted them into their relationship without problem, as if he had been there the whole time. And with time people started to accept them. Some noble snobs still sniffed at his presents in disdain, calling him a street rat and whore but he didn't listen. He had Juushiro and Shunsui at his side and that won't change anytime soon. He knew he would willingly give his life for them. He had told them once that they were the loves of his life. Their reaction would forever be burned into his mind. How Shunsui had smiled and pulled him closer, kissing him and telling him he loved him, how Juushiros arms had wound around his waist as he hugged Shinji from behind and whispered in his ear that he felt the exact same.


A messy room with many objects strewn across the floor, a desk that almost couldn't be called one any more for the massive amount of junk covering its surface. Many tubes and phials filled with colorful liquids seemed to cover almost every surface the room had. A loud noise could be hear suddenly, almost like an alarm clock but louder and more annoying. A groan and an arm shot out under a pile of blankets in one corner of the room. The arm searchingly grabbed at the space next to the pile of blankets before finding the offending device that had dared to make this much noise in the middle of the night.

Taking it, the hand grabbed it and threw it against the far wall where it bounced off and continued to blare loudly. Another groan. "Shut up!" A voice said before the hand that had thrown the device pushed back the blankets. Underneath them a man with wild ash blonde hair could be seen, he was wearing a comfortable yukata cut to show of his muscular chest. His face was young, he didn't look older than 20, his eyes were a dark grey and currently narrowed in on the alarm clock with a murdering glare. He got up, groaning again like a man three times his age, he walked over grabbing a Katana on his way, it's hilt was covered in deep red cloth, the color of blood. Drawing the sword, he menacingly stepped toward the still blaring device, his face covered in shadows, eyes gleaming with murder. "Shut up!" He yelled, before stabbing the device and smiling in satisfaction at its silence and supposed 'death'. "Ahh, now I am awake." The man said with a forlorn expression looking back at his bed. "Hmm, what day is it today?…I know it was something important…Otherwise I wouldn't have made sure I got up…what was it again?" The man continued to mutter in a similar fashion while scratching the back of his neck, before deeming what ever he had forgotten as unnecessary and going about repairing the device he had just stabbed to death.

He continued to put the device together, hours could have passed by and the man would not have noticed for how immersed he was in his tinkering. Suddenly he stopped working. "AHAA!" He yelled. "I finally remembered! I'll be made Captain today!" Happy that he finally remembered why he had had to get up and out of bed he continued his tinkering for a few seconds before freezing again. "I'll be…made Captain today. And…I am running late!" The last sentence was yelled in panic and shock as he quickly dropped the device on the floor where it completely fell apart again. He scrambled across the room searching his Shinigami robe and the Captain Haori they had already given him to wear to his first meeting with the other Captains. Dressing while cursing under his breath he quickly got ready. He took one look into a little mirror hanging above his workplace, trying to flatten his hair at least a little, he quickly gave up and Shunpoed his way to the first division. The door was still open, apparently awaiting his arrival. He came to a halt in the middle of the open door, sheepish smile on his face and hand rubbing the back of his neck he looked around at his fellow captains. "Huh? I guess I am the last one? Haha, sorry I am late!" He said still rubbing at his neck and grinning a little in apology. "Nice to meet you all." He then said, sweat dropping slightly.

Shinji turned towards Rose a little and muttered under his breath. "Hm. The new guy sure seems lax about rules and discipline." Rose looked at his disapprovingly "Is that how you talk about others?"

In that moment the newcomer spoke again. "M…May I…come in?" A loud voice interrupted him. "Don't behave like a fool!" Yoruichi Soifon spoke up. "You're a captain now! Behave like one, Kisuke." The newly dubbed Kisuke only sweat dropped some more and muttered a "Yes…" Before being brutally kicked in the back by Yoruichi while she continued to scold him. "Good! Then step inside!"

Genryuusai took the word. "Good…seems like everyone is present now. I hereby declare the entrance ceremony as started. I guess that most of you were already made aware that seven days ago Kirio Hikifune has gotten the command to lay down her post as Captain of the twelfth division. For that reason, I asked all the commanders of the current Gotei Thirteen to recommend someone to take on the post of twelfth division Captain. Yesterday I, together with three other captains tested and evaluated the abilities of the third rank of the second squad, recommended by Yoruichi Shihoin. We reached the conclusion that his abilities as well as his powers are acceptable. As such from now on I declare the third rank of division two Urahara Kisuke the new Captain of squad 12." With that the meeting was over.

Kisukes day went downhill from there. His new vice-captain seemed to hate him, and his division seemed wary of him. He really had no clue what the had done wrong. Sitting down outside he let his legs dangle from between two ledges. He sighed deeply. "Already in trouble, I see." He suddenly heard a voice to his right say. Hirako Shinji stepped up to him. "Hirako-taichou." He couldn't help but say in surprise. "Call me Shinji. We're both captains now." He walked over to him and leaned a little against the wall. "So how is work with Hiyori? Hard, right?" He asked, apparently knowing what was on Kisukes mind. "Well…" Kisuke said, not wanting to talk badly about his new vice-captain. "It won't be easy to earn her trust. She loved Hikifune-taichou like a mother." Shinji told him looking away into the distance. "Right…Of course I want us to get along, but I don't think I will be able to be the mirror image of Hikifune-taichou." Kisuke said looking up into the sky a little sadly. Shinji pulled a face and looked to the side. He leaned forward a little, long blond hair falling into his face slightly. "What you just said…do you mean it?"

Shinji took a few steps forward. "I normally hate speaking like I have a clue about what is going on, but as someone who has been a captain for some time now let me give you some advice. Even if a senior officer understands the feelings of those beneath him he should not try to comply by them. Do, what YOU think is the right thing. And if in the end no one follows you anymore you know that you don't have the qualities to be a leader. Also, you don't strike me as the kind of person to care about what others think of you." And that was the first time Kisuke really took in Shinji Hirako. This person just had easily looked past his many masks and made a judgment of his personality after having spoken to him for a few minutes. And he had been spot on. He took in the long hair, gold and soft looking and the startling sharp gaze holding an almost shrewd glint and frightening intelligence. "Whatever. Let's not go on with that. Don't take it to heart. I only meddled in your business because we are kind of alike in that aspect." With that Shinji walked away, waving a little." Kisuke looked after him, long after he was gone and pondered the person that was Hirako Shinji. Looking down a little he muttered. "Yoruichi-san…What you said was right. Being a captain sure is interesting."


A/N: Hey, another chapter! :) I hope you enjoy it ^^

Thank you for your Support my friends...I know the stroy is slightly weird XD

~ Salazar