AN: Hi there! I have to thank ferler and Hatake Tsughi for being so kind to PM me some of the ideas! With some of mine and some of theirs, I managed to write this chapter. I hope you will enjoy and, of course, feedback is much, much appreciated (it keeps this story in life, of course)!

Warnings: Some angst, but it shouldn't be long or hard. Maybe some errors.... ^^'

Second Genre:...humor...hopefully...If it is, I'll put it instead of 'general'.

A Vibrant Display of a Thousand Kisses

Chapter 4: Endangered Thingies

From his position on the futon, Renji looked at that indifferent face and eyes full of shame. His captain had just apologized for sleeping with him. It was only reasonable, of course. Renji knew, but still, somewhere in his guts, something was off. He felt that tickling from the inside...more like stinging, when he thought better, that left him dissatisified with the outcome.

He observed his captain's features, the skin as pale as the moon itself, large, gray eyes now half opened. It appeared that Byakuya gave into his melancholy once again. The redhead decided it was not to happen, that those few minutes of joy that reflected in Byakuya's eyes were to be preserved. It felf strange, of course. He had just slept with his superior, a ruthless, cold Kuchiki Byakuya, whom he once hated and now admired and respected. Both men had, apparently enjoyed the moment of passion, without that one-eyed camera to ruin the mood. Something was off. They were both men and Renji was flushing now.

Slowly, his hand reached up to Byakuya's porcelain cheek, cupping it.

"Now, Captain, there is no reason for you to apologize....Lieutenant Matsumoto is to apologize to both of us and our division..." he said in a soft voice, stroking Byakuya's cheek. The man was still on top of him. "I don't know what this is or why it is, but...when you said special effects, you meant...this?"

Byakuya didn't utter a word. He was too embarrassed.

"You knew that we would be too much into it, am I right? So you secluded us with Senbonzakura?" Of course, he knew that the next what Byakuya would say would be something so characteristic, something inevitable, something so cliche to say. He felt as if they were in a soap opera, not a failed porn.

Byakuya cleared his throat. But his behavior meant exactly what Renji thought, so there was no need for words. Of course, that was just a mere moment of weakness that both of them would immediately forget, never bring up, and, certainly, never repeat.

"This is disgraceful. I am certain you are aware of that fact, Renji."

"Of course I am, Captain. But..." he never stopped stroking Byakuya's cheek, exhausted from his climax. As he could see, Byakuya was exhausted as well, so much that he was still on top of the redhead. Not that he minded, for some strange reason. "You were fully aware of this. And you signed willingly. And what we have just done was for our private show. They saw nothing."

"I am aware of that. But I am aware, as well, that I acted inapropriately, disgracefully." he lowered his head, his ink black hair tickled Renji's chest.

'Yet you can't leave my side. You don't want to. Why won't you get up then? You're still on top of me, yet you dare to deny it!' Renji furiously thought. 'As always. You never acklowlege things you don't want, even though they're before your nose all the time!'

Byakuya looked at the redhead, bringing his lips close to Renji's, planting a short, tender kiss on them. Renji kissed back, running his fingers through the noble's hair. They kissed again, longer than before. And again. And again. And then, Byakuya lifted his head, looking at something that was on his left, barely visible, but still there. He narrowed his eyes and the remains of the camera were destroyed by the small, petal-like blades.

"I hope it didn't broadcast our intercourse" he muttered, focusing on Renji once again.

"Me as well." Renji replied. "So...Captain...what do we do?"

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The crowd was furious. They wanted their money back. They had seen only a few hot kisses, half-naked men, but nothing more than that. Senbonzakura and Zabimaru had secluded their masters. Even though that weird camera had managed to record a little bit of cuddling after the intercourse ( which they had failed to see, dammit!--many of them had such a thought in their mind, and some of them screamed it out loud), it wasn't enough. Byakuya had discovered it and destroyed the useless piece of technology.

"Hehehe...Next time Nemu-san will make it stronger, so we would see every detail!" Matsumoto was trying to maintain the distance between herself and enraged Byakuya-and-Renji-Smut fans.

"There will be no other times, Matsumoto-san!!!!' they yelled. "Who can guarantee us that you won't trick us again?!"

Some of the shinigami, both male and female pointed their zanpakuto at her. "You deprived us of such a juicy ass of Abarai Renji being pierced by a strong, hard rod of Captain Kuchiki that we have always dreamed to see!!!" they screamed. "This was our only chance!"

She gulped, as they approached. "You hooligans!" she shouted. "You perverted monsters! How is it my fault Captain Kuchiki destroyed the camera?!" she was now cornered and the wall was preventing her to go any further. This wasn't fun anymore. They were about to lynch her. Ironically, at that point, Haineko was too lazy to obey her.

Suddenly, a firm arm found its way around her waist and in the matter of seconds, she was in her captain's office. Bewildered, she freed herself from that arm, which was, when she looked better, all white and blue, with one nail much, much longer than the others.

She looked at her benefactor, sighing in relief now that she was safe, but still a bit confused.

"C-Captiain Kurotsuchi?" she blinked. "T-thanks!"

"No need to thank me, you slut." he replied. "I saved you so I could kill you myself. What the hell have you done to my camera???? Do you have any idea how expensive it was for me to make it?!" he circled like a predator around her.

Once again, she gulped. "I thought that Nemu-san made it!"

"You're wrong, you worthless excuse for a whore! It was me who made it!"

"B-but why?!"

Mayuri rolled his amber eyes. She had never seen him this infuriated before.

"Why, you ask?! Isn't it obvious? I wanted to see how males do it! It can be a good weapon against Hollows!"

'How come?' she wondered. But she knew that this crazy captain liked to experiment on everything and everyone and that it would be interesting for him, as well, to see how the two guys 'do it'. Or was it because he was just perverted...?

"Anyway" he continued. "It costs a fortune, so you have to pay for the damage!" he was circling in smaller and smaller circles, until she felt his breath on her neck. "Or...I can use you for some of my experiments... I wonder how those melons of yours can become even larger. Hm...I wonder..." suddenly, he was in deep thought, mesmerized by them for a few seconds. He shook his head. "I could just cut them off and see, right? That way, I could forgive you your debt."

She was startled. "Ehm...can I, please, try and repay with money...?" she hoped that the lunatic would agree. He stepped back.

"Ok, whore. You spit the money. Soon. You have a month! You see how I'm generous? I'm giving you the entire month! I dunno how the lab would survive without funds, but it doesn't matter. If I don't see a lot of money after the month expires, your tits are mine!" he stormed out of her office.

Still terrified, she reached for the bottle of fine, fine sake...

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Byakuya was looking at his subordinate. Melancholy fell so heavily on them.

"There is only one thing, Renji. To forget." he replied, meeting Renji's expectations. Strangely, the redhead didn't want such an outcome. If it had been good, there was no harm in doing it once more...or all the time?

It wasn't love. It wasn't even something softer....yet. But there was something. Something more than mere lust. They respected each other now. They respected each other more and more, and Byakuya had been acknowledging him more and more, ever since they first fought against each other. The scarf was the proof. But their feelings were not of romantic origin. Not yet.

'What is this, if not a mere physical desire, if not love either?' Renji thought, barely keeping his eyes open. He was so tired. 'Why won't you let me go? Why are you still kissing me if you want to forget?'

"Captain..." he whispered, pulling Byakuya into another of those intoxicating, sweet kisses. They separated. "I understand."

"Very well" said Byakuya, standing up. "Do not forget your place, Renji." with that, the flower petals formed his katana, leaving the room dark, filled with air full of regret, longing, something uncertain, bitter, yet sweet. It pleasured Renji and pained him at the same time. He spaced out, sleep overwhelming him.

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When he woke up, Byakuya was gone. He found himself covered with a white sheet. He smiled at this. He could still feel the scent of their lovemaking. Or was it just fucking? He smiled once again, reaching for his kimono with flower patterns, the one that all female shinigami found sexy. He put it on, standing up to light a candle.

"I will remember my place, Captain. I already have" he said with a note of remorse in his voice. Still, he had a disturbing feeling that it wasn't over at all. Nevertheless, he was sure in his self-control.

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"Hisagi-saaan!" Matsumoto hugged the shinigami who was madly in love with her. She could do whatever she wanted to him, and he was obedient like a little puppy. "Please."

He was still thinking about her proposal.

"I have a regular camera. All you need is to follow them and record their fucking! Nothing more! You can see that they are into it! They're in love! It was not just a performance!"

"I will not do such a thing." he crossed his muscular arms in protest. "I'm sorry, but it is too disgraceful!"

"But my breasts are in danger! Captain Kurotsuchi threatened that he would cut them off if I don't pay for the camera!" she pleaded, swaying seductively. She ran her palms over her overly sized boobs. "You like my boobs, don't you, Hisagi-san? If you do me this favor...I can show them to you, you know..." she said in a husky, seductive voice. Shuuhei's eyes widened. You didn't need to tell him thrice.

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AN: There you go. I hope you liked it! But don't worry...this will have at least another chapter or two...