Gin hums a tune as he turns the wheel to round a corner on the road. Toshiro groans as his head spins with the car. He isn't feeling so good.

'Hey! No throwing up here! I just got my car cleaned!' Gin cries out and pulls out a sick bag from the glove compartment, handing it to Toshiro. He accepts it but the need to throw up passes. Still, he clutches onto the bag even more tightly. He gazes out the window, trying to find something familiar about it.

'How're we going to drop Grimmjow home?' he slurs as his head rolls back. Gin gently brings his head back into place.

'Don't tilt your head. You might choke on your vomit,' he advises and focuses on the road again. 'We already dropped him home. Thankfully, his mother believed me when I said he got into a fight. He must get into a lot of scrapes that even his mother is not affected by it.'

'That's Grimmjow for you,' Toshiro jokes and laughs a little. 'Always the badass. What a jackass. He tried to kiss me, did you know?'

'Mm-hmm,' Gin acknowledges as he avoids a fast car. 'Lousy drivers…'

'I didn't know that he liked me,' Toshiro continues to babble. 'We did a project together too. I always wondered why he was being nice. Shoulda guessed it. God, I was stupid. But then, you always fall for those who never love you back.'

Gin gives him a worried look. Toshiro doesn't notice. He just looks out the window again.

'Do you know where my house is?' he says. 'Not many people can find it, especially at night. It's on Sodo Street.'

'Yes, you said that at least 7 times, Toshiro-kun.'

'Tch. Call me Toshiro! We're friends, Gin! You helped me so you're my friend now.'

'Alright, Toshiro.'

'I have a lot of friends. Actually, not really. Ever since my parents died, I don't talk to people much. It's their death anniversary today. I tend to go to Togetsu Town to celebrate with a drink but I think I went overboard today.' He giggles. 'Hey! You found the street!'

'I'm kinda familiar with it,' Gin murmurs. He needs to get Toshiro home fast before he said something stupid or worse, ruined his car.

'What were you doing at the bar?' Toshiro chirps as he plays with the window, opening it and closing it.

'Stop doing that,' Gin says in a tired voice. 'I live just above the bar. It's like my second home.'

'I'm bad with directions,' Toshiro exclaims and tilts his head to the side as he looks at Gin. 'You kinda look like Tom Cruise from this-'

His face goes green and he covers his mouth with the paper bag and retches out his stomach into it.

'Oh great,' Gin groans and stops the car while rolling down the windows to let in some fresh air. Toshiro vomits for a while before finally stopping to stare goofily at Gin.

'Shoulda seen that coming, huh?' he murmurs. Gin grabs the bag, covers it up and tosses it into a nearby trashcan. Toshiro looks past him and sees a familiar site. He cries out in joy and points.

'That's my house!' he says happily and bounces in the car. Gin looks at the house and then back at Toshiro, raising his eyebrow.

'You sure?' he queries.

'Of course! Just because I'm drunk doesn't mean I can't recognize my own house!' Toshiro pouts and laughs again. He opens the door form his side and wobbles as he stands on the road. Gin gets out from his end and comes to Toshiro's side.

'You sure you can stand?' he asks with concern. Toshiro pushes his hands aside as he takes a few steps forward.

'I'm not that helpless!' Toshiro scoffs and attempts to take another step but tilts backwards and fall into Gin's arms. 'Alright maybe a little but it's not my fault the floor is leaning to the side. It's defected!'

'Sure it is,' Gin assures him as he grabs him from under his knees and supports his back with his other arm. 'How am I going to explain this to your family?'

'My grandma is asleep by now,' Toshiro chimes and points to his house as they make their way to the place. 'I keep a spare key with me in case I come home late. She thinks I'm in bed and she never comes to see if I'm asleep or not.'

'Lucky us. Where do you keep the keys?'

'In my back pocket.' He fishes it out and almost drops it but Gin catches it expertly without dropping the little drunk boy.

It's dark inside his house but despite being drunk, Toshiro guides him upstairs to his room. Gin looks around the room. It's small and bare, unlike most teenage boy's rooms. There are usually posters of girls in bikinis on the walls and football jerseys spilling out of drawers. Toshiro's room was neat and the walls were a nice blue, like as if his room is coated in a thin layer of ice. Just like the boy in his arms. Toshiro murmurs something about spaghetti in the fridge and Gin chuckles. He has to admit, Toshiro is unbelievably cute and vulnerable right now. He peels away the layers of sheets on the bed and gently lays the boy on the bed. Toshiro curls up on his side and turns away from Gin towards his window, whispering words that Gin can't make out.

'Sleep well, little ice boy,' he whispers as he quietly makes to sneak away.

'Gin…' Toshiro calls out in a strained voice. Gin stops in his tracks and turns around to face the boy. He could have sworn that the boy was fast asleep. 'Please don't go…'

'I-I have to, Toshiro-kun…'

'Please don't call me that. Call me Toshiro.'

'Alright. Toshiro, I have to go. You don't want me to stay.'

'But I do want you to stay,' he insists and sits up in his bed now. He stretches out a hand to Gin as if trying to catch him from a distance. 'You don't know what I want.'

'Well, what do you want, Toshiro?' He approaches the boy who seems to be shivering from something.

'I want you, Gin.'

It's Gin's turn to shiver now. He was dreading this. He realized that this boy has some strong feelings for him while they were in his office. He sees Toshiro as quite the brilliant pupil and wants what's best for him. But he doesn't think having an affair with his teacher would be the best thing. Imagine what people would say. No university would want a boy like him in their school and plus, no school would hire a pedophile. Not that he doesn't like Toshiro. He does like him. A lot. But as friends. He has respect for Toshiro and he hopes he has the same. He was hoping that maybe what had happened today was just a slip of the tongue or being carried away. He was planning to avoid Toshiro to help him get over him and then go back to being perhaps friends once things blew over. But then, he had seen Grimmjow assaulting him and something snapped inside him. For some reason, he felt the need to protect this boy from harm and he couldn't help himself going over and knocking Grimmjow. Could it be a sign? Could he feel something more for Toshiro as well? Maybe he does. Maybe he doesn't. But he knows better than to get involved with a student. It means trouble. And it could ruin the poor boy. Gin is not willing to sacrifice that. But right now, Toshiro is drunk out of his mind and when one is drunk, they tend to say the stupidest things. But other than being stupid, they are also the truth. And that is what Gin is dreading.

'I want you so badly, Gin,' Toshiro moans as he crawls across his bed to Gin.

'Toshiro, don't do anything stupid,' Gin warns, wanting to move but his feet are glued to the floor. The look in Toshiro's eyes are stopping him from moving. They look so hungry and lustful. Gin licks his lips.

'It doesn't matter what I do,' Toshiro says softly as he is now level with Gin, inches from his face. 'Because I love you, Gin. Deeply and passionately.'

And with that, he plunges into a kiss, forcing Gin's mouth open and sticking his tongue into the warm mouth. Gin's eyes pop open and he urges himself to push the boy away, to stop him from doing this. He accidently knocks a book from Toshiro's bedside table but he's too distracted to notice. For a minute, Gin was struggling with himself to move the boy away but a small part of him is actually enjoying this and begging for more action. Finally, after what seem like an eternity, Gin pulls away and Toshiro topples backwards into his bed. He laughs softly and his eyes close.

'That was nice,' he mutters as he attempts to pick himself up again but Gin pushes him back down gently.

'No, Toshiro, it wasn't,' he says almost bitterly. What the hell is he doing with Toshiro? It isn't right. It just isn't right…

'Why not?' Toshiro asks in surprise, his eyes wide with innocence.

Gin opens his mouth to answer but he has no answer. He's struck by his own realization. It did feel nice but if he said that, there's no stopping what Toshiro might do to get more. To want to try and be with him. And then there were their extra classes…

'Because it's not right,' Gin says firmly and for the second time today, he moves away from Toshiro. 'I have to go. And this time, don't pine for me.'

Toshiro blinks and Gin is gone.

'Gin?' he says softly, his hand suspended in front of him. 'Gin?'

But he's gone. Just like Karin. Just like his parents. And just like the reason to believe in true love.