Sorry for the dealy - personal problems kept me away from the ocmputer yesterday.
Here's long awaited chapter…I hope you'll like it.
XVII: SPY STORY
One month and two days ago…"This is the most useless thing ever!"
"Oh, shut up, Abarai! And keep that Reiatsu down, do you want her to notice us?"
Renji cringed. "Why us? Why?"
Tatsuki rolled her eyes. "Ichigo is their target, so that rules him out. She has seen Sado-kun and Orihime, so they're out as well."
"Why not Rukia and Ishida, then?" he remarked.
"Ishida is already following the other one and Rukia is busy helping Ichigo." she glared at him. "Is it so horrible to have to work with me?"
Beneath the hood that covered his bright hair, Renji coughed. "I didn't say that." he replied defensively. "I'm just saying that, as a couple, we aren't believable."
Another sideway glance. "Is that because you're taller?"
Tatsuki had never minded her stature – it usually came handy in fights and matches alike, since less height equaled more stability. That is, until Renji started rubbing it in.
"Maybe – Midget."
Tatsuki rolled her eyes. 'I won't punch him, I won't punch him, I won't jump him…' she blinked. 'Damn! I thought about it again!' she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. 'Don't go there, Tatsuki. He's a Shinigami!'
Meanwhile, Renji peeked around the corner. "How long is it taking her? She's been in that damn shop for hours!"
Promptly laying her thoughts aside, Tatsuki stepped closer. "Is she still there?"
"Yep. I can feel her." he frowned. "Maybe she suspects something…"
Tatsuki stepped a little bit closer. "Then, we should refute her doubts."
Renji felt a shiver run down his spine as his cheeks heated up. "What do…"
Tatsuki closed the distance between them, rising on the tip of her toes, and gently pressed her lips against his own.
Renji immediately bowed his head and wrapped his arms around her, as she laid her hands on his chest.
Tatsuki broke the kiss, but not the embrace. "Now we look more convincing as a couple…" she whispered softly, her cheeks turning red. 'I should have shut him up like this long ago…'
Renji blinked. "Oh. Yeah, right." he cleared his throat. "Maybe we should… continue. Not to arise any suspicion, you know."
Tatsuki nodded – a little too eagerly, she later chided herself – and leaned up again. They met halfway, lips pressing against lips.
Renji closed his eyes, forcing himself to concentrate on their target's reiatsu – and not to think about who he was kissing.
'Damn it! This is pure torture! Kuchiki-taichou's Ban Kai was almost enjoyable compared to this!' the Shinigami though as he pressed his lips against Tatsuki's the tiniest bit harder. He was dying to deepen the kiss and hold her closer – but he couldn't.
At the same time, Tatsuki was trying just as hard to resist temptation.
Just when her self-control started to crumble, Renji pulled away, glancing in the street. "She… she's out." he whispered, a bit breathlessly. "Thank Heaven for that!"
'Just in time…' She nodded. "Good." the black-haired girl started turning her head in their target's general direction. "Which way…"
Renji's hand moved to her chin, stilling her movement, then his lips covered hers again. Though still fairly chaste, this time the kiss was a little less restrained than the previous ones.
Tatsuki was surprised – but not as much as Renji when she kissed him back. He was sure that his hammering heart could be heard in a five-mile radius.
When lack of oxygen – and fear to lose their target – drove them apart, the human girl blinked. "What…?"
Renji turned his back on her, his eyes following the female Vizard. Arise no suspects, right?
Tatsuki blinked. "Yeah… right."
"Good. Come." he started walking away – and thus didn't see her gingerly touch her reddened lips, nor he noticed her fierce blush or her doubtful expression.
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