Title: Void
Author: Spirixx
Genre: Drama/Romance/Action
Rating: M for men, madness and mind blowing massacre. Oh and mmmhmm good ;)
Pairing: Ichigo/Renji
Spoilers: Well it takes place after the war.
Summary: Ichigo has to find a purpose with his life.
Word Count: Too lazy… about 1000 a chapter
Warnings: Lots of violence. There will be some graphic sex, but not for a while.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish, I do not own Bleach.
Distribution: Too lazy to post this anywhere else.
Dedication: To bacon, nothing says I'm sorry like bacon. Also to the almighty power of rock paper scissors.
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CHAPTER VII
Crossroads
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"Ikkaku? Where did you go?"
Yumichika wandered around the dying down party, a sleeping Kon on his shoulder. Ikkaku had long since bought an additional round of sake for everyone but seem to have disappeared. The pretty man decided it was time to start checking under tables and sure under he found his bald friend.
"What do you want?"
He was definitely too drunk for a proper conversation but Yumi decided it was worth a try anyway. He sat on the floor and looked at his poor wasted friend thinking about the importance of moderation.
"What do you think those two are doing right now?"
He knew he didn't need to specify who. It had been his and Ikkaku's idea to drag Renji here in hopes that the two best friends would reconcile. Renji had become too distant from everyone else. No in a major or bad way, just enough to worry his closest friends slightly and from what Yumi had heard Ichigo was worse off.
"They are probably kicking back a couple drinks and talking about the good old days."
"Ya, probably. It will be nice for those two to be friends again."
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Renji ran his hand down Ichigo's spine, stopping only to firmly grasp his tight, firm ass. He used this angle to tilt the orange haired man onto his bas, deepening their kiss. Renji could feel him gripping his hair which had long since escaped his braid. A red water fall streamed over their faces but neither of them cared. Renji was too busy fumbling with the drawstring on Ichigo's pyjama pants to notice Ichigo shifting his position. In one swift motion Ichigo was on top of him, softly biting at the place where his neck connected to his shoulder.
Renji couldn't help but let out a low moan. Ichigo picked up on it and biting harder, leaving his mark for the world to see. The clothing barrier was no longer and issues as robe, pants and tops were tossed haphazardly around the room to hand on the couch, sink facet and doorknob. Renji used the same move to roll them so he was on top again. After all Ichigo needed to be marked as well.
They half kissed half grappled until the fell off the bed hitting the floor. The collision slipping them apart. Renji looked over at Ichigo with a smile. They were such idiots. About to tell him so his voice caught. This was the first time he had seen the other man completely naked, and what a glorious sight it was.
Ichigo's lean frame was covered in thick taught muscles that flexed and knotted when he moved. His skin was fair and practically shimmered in the light from the window. Orange hair was tussled all over the place as Ichigo sat himself up with a smile and looked at him.
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Renji really was like no one he had ever met before. Even though Ichigo had been with his far share of women over the years, he never seemed to find something worth sticking around for, one disappointment after another. Renji was different though, besides the obvious male factor. Ichigo found himself attracted to the fact that Renji was very much a man. He was bulkier and tanned with a casual sexy grace about him. The real question was, was either of them going to back down for this to continue?
"So… how do you want to do this?"
Renji smirked knowing exactly what he was talking about. Both of them were still sitting on the floor, unable to remove their eyes from each others bodies which were practically humming in anticipation. Ichigo knew if they didn't decide quick he was going to snap but it needed to discuss. Grapple all night did not sound as appealing as sex in anyways shape or form. Ichigo almost burst out laughing when Renji held out his fist.
"For old time's sake?"
"You have to be kidding me… Rock Paper Scissors?"
Renji waved his fist back and forth, his trade mark smile shining mischievously. They went through several ties before Renji won.
"I win!"
There was a long pause.
"What do I win?"
Ichigo let out a long grown. They hadn't set up parameters. This was all too much. Renji was distracted by what looked like him fiddling through the filing cabinet of his memories, a cute sight if Ichigo had to have been in a state to enjoy it. Renji was holding up his winning two scissor fingers when Ichigo lunged at him, pinning him to the floor. Their lips met with force as the orange haired man parted his, demand entrance. Feeling the other's lips open Ichigo plunged in, exploring the territory. His tongue swirled and smoothed up against Renji's. Their inner duel was only broken by the need for oxygen. Ichigo pulled out, but only enough to say a few words while their lips continued to brush together.
"You win me, idiot."
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Renji growled in affirmation. Flipping them over Renji took the top. Noticing they were still on the floor he picked the smaller man up and threw him onto the bed. Looking around Ichigo's random clothing covered apartment Renji found something that would do. Grabbing the jar he brought it with him back to the bed.
"Vaseline?"
Renji placed it on the end-table, and licked Ichigo from his shoulder to his earlobe receiving a hearty moan. Sensing he hit a sensitive spot he gently sucked on the orange haired man's earlobe, savouring the taste.
"Do you having anything better?"
Renji continued his invasion on the poor ear, nibbling and licking it, revelling in the soft noises and plentiful shudders he got in return. The answer was long in coming, it was as if poor Ichigo couldn't think properly.
"No, I probably don't."
Ichigo said in-between gasps for Renji had thought it was about time to attack the rest of his ear, swirling his tongue around inside of it. He ran his hands down the smooth body blindly looking for what must be there somewhere, never letting back on the ear he had claimed. Finding Ichigo's stiff arousal he hovered his palm over the tip, light brushing it. Ichigo's breathing increasing at great deal as he clutched at the red head's back. He trailed his tongue along that pale neck, making circular motions with his hand.
"Ren…ji…I…need you…NOW!"
Ichigo demanded almost unable to speak words. The taunting and teasing made Ichigo make the most arousing noises Renji had ever heard and he couldn't force himself to stop. If it weren't for his own neglected and aching arousal he may not have. Swiping the jar he coated himself masterfully as well as two fingers. Pressing his body against Ichigo he kissed him deeply, gently probing a solitary finger in the process. The finger explored until.
"Sonova! RENJI!"
Renji found the knot of nerves he was looking for, running his finger over them and pulling out of their kiss to watch the erotic display of sheet clenching, back arching and endless chanting of his name. A twinge in his groin called him from the hypnotic sight back to reality, why should Ichigo have all the fun. Slipping a second finger he pushed down on the hot spot hard.
"REN, RENJI to TOO MUCH!"
It was then that he took his chance. Withdrawing the fingers he replaced them with something much better. Renji dove himself in slowly, pushing all the way in, to the hilt. Ichigo was so amazing tight and warm. The sensation was overwhelming. Renji was scarcely aware of the two legs warped around his waist, pulling him closer. The red-head took the hint and began the mind blowing motions. He pumped slow at first but couldn't help himself anymore, especially when his partner so clearly wanted more also. The wanton lust glazed look in those pale brown eyes was enough to send him over the edge. Reaching between them Renji grasped Ichigo and stroked him in time with his own thrust. As the paced increased he heard Ichigo's name being called out along with his own, unaware it was him calling. Their moans and cries mingled as one as they reach their climaxes.
Renji shivered from head to two with fulfillment. He collapsed onto Ichigo, burring his face into the man's neck. They laid like that for a time until Ichigo rolled Renji of him.
"I need to breath."
Both lying on their sides still not quite down yet from their incredible high they stared at each other. Renji was so happy. He had expected there to be a considerable amount of fighting and yelling when he first went out in search of Ichigo, hence the bacon. This turn of events had caught him completely off guard but he didn't care. How could something that felt so right be wrong in anyway? Drowsiness taking over he drifted off hand still placed on Ichigo's chest.
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"Don't you drift off too. You had your fun, it's my turn now or have you forgotten about me?"
Ichigo lifted himself regretfully from the warm embrace to walk into his kitchen, cool air nipping at his naked skin. He reclaimed his robe from its exile on the fridge handle and wrapped it around himself. Looking over at the sleeping Renji he smiled, things really do change.
"I haven't forgotten you, Masaru."
"Good, you had me worried earlier. Well lets be off, prey is close at hand."
Ichigo dressed and headed out the front door making certain to lock it from intruding guests. He felt bad leaving so soon after such incredible sex but he figured he wouldn't be long and could get back before his new lover awoke.
"See? You are a romantic, freak. That's why in the end, you'll be the one hurt."
"I thought you wanted me to be with people?"
"I do but don't become blind. He doesn't really know who you are. How do you think he will react when he finds out what happened?"
Ichigo turned the street corner and walk another block, he wasn't in the mood to practice his flash stepping in human form; it was harder than in spirit form.
"No one actually knows. So unless you or I tell him he will probably never find out."
"You are forgetting someone."
"Who?"
"Byakuya Kuchiki."
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Captain Byakuya Kuchiki stood in the garden outside his bedroom. He had one hand lovingly placed on a cherry blossom tree while he contemplated his inner turmoil. He swore when he broke the rules to accept Rukia into his family that he would never break them again, but he had. After his first duel with Ichigo Kurosaki he had discovered something truly horrifying about the boy, he was a vizard.
He had kept this information to himself at first, knowing that it wasn't the time with the preparations needed to be made for the up coming war. He soon forgot, or at least put the information aside until needed. The last day of the war he was certain they would loose. All the captains and vice-captains were spread too thin, unable to join up with on another due to the massive amounts of hollows in between them. Aizen had been destroyed but in doing so had caused a chaotic situation.
He had been the one to issue Aizen's final stroke but it had a terrible prize. Aizen had tied his life to the barriers separating the Soul Society from the hollow world. In killing him Byakuya had single handily broke the one thing that was protecting the thousands of people who lived in the Soul Society. Realizing this mistake he had sent Rukia to find the boy Ichigo Kurosaki.
After their duel he had looked up as much information about vizards as he could. One significant fact stood out from all the rest in his mind that day. Both vizards and arrancar have the ability to make and break barriers between worlds. Byakuya had explained all this to his adopted sister in hopes she could convince Ichigo to close the barrier.
The last arrancar had been still alive on the floor in the room while he told her what to do. Byakuya had mistaken him for dead. After he sent Rukia on her way with caution not to tell anyone what she was up to Byakuya had turned to continue his search of survivors in the fortress. He was there alone to wipe them all out.
Byakuya was so focused on finding living enemies to slay that he overlooked one he thought dead. Ulquoirra had mustered what was left of his strength and stealthily went after the unsuspecting Rukia.
He blamed himself for being to blind that it cost him another loved one. He had always kept Rukia at a distance but only because he wanted her to be happy. He knew he was a poor brother and that that would make her discontent but it was all he had to offer. He had lost the ability to be happy when her sister, his wife had died.
Now he was faced with a new problem. He had yet to tell anyone Ichigo's secret. The act of becoming a vizard was illegal in the Soul Society. The students at the academy weren't even told what it was or if it was even possible. Only a select few people knew and he could count them on one hand, each of them a captain like himself. When the other vizards had help eliminate the bulk of the highly skilled arrancar, everyone was told they were special exceptions like Orihime Inoue and Sado Yasutora. It was excepted for without them they would not have been able to gain the advantage.
His problem was what to do with Ichigo Kurosaki. He had confront the boy while he visited his unconscious vice captain and told him to leave. That boy didn't belong in the Soul Society. His presence itself was against the rules and dangerous tipped the fragile balance that had set in place. Byakuya had seen the bond forming between the two of them even if they didn't and sought to stop it. He had nothing against their relationship but if Renji were to get involved with such a person it would cost him the career he strived for his whole life.
Now Renji was being promoted to the Third Division's Captain in three weeks. Byakuya was secretly proud but when he found earlier that evening the Renji had gone to the living world he worried.
He didn't want Renji to end up like him but he didn't want to break the oath he took so long ago. What should he do? Either way he would break something a heart or a rule.
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END VII
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Hey everyone. I know this is a fast update but I couldn't leave you all hanging for so long. I hope none of you actually ate your liver. Well I could but it was keeping me up, people need their liver to live and I needed to know what was going to happen next. I knew on some level but I can't be certain until it is written down. This one is really long but that's only because of the sex. I still wanted the plot to keep moving so I took the first half of the next chapter and stuck it in here.
Don't worry, the next chapter won't suffer. It was kind of weak, being only about Byakuya and flashbacks, this way I have room to make it stronger. Hope you all like this. I love hearing from you.
PS
I know the rock paper scissor part was odd but I have actually used it in a simular situation and couldn't help but incorperated it. I love that game, it works for everything.