I am moving the lemons across to my adultfanfiction account.
If there was one thing Shunsui had never seen himself doing before, it was mistreating Jyuushiro. Jyuushiro was everything to him but, after the Winter War had ended, he had found himself changing. He hadn't been as kind or caring as he once had been, instead becoming bitter and angry, and the only person who seemed to have noticed was Tōshirō, which had led to the two starting a relationship behind Ukitake's back.
Currently, they were sitting on the futon in Shunsui's home, talking about the frail Captain.
"Ukitake has changed," Tōshirō said in an off-hand manner as he leant back against the warm chest behind him, feeling strong arms encase him. "He doesn't talk to anyone and he's always crying."
"I heard rumours that he went back to Captain Kurotsuchi's Division." Shunsui shrugged. "Probably looking for a way to kill himself."
Tōshirō frowned at these words for two reasons; one; that was something the old Shunsui would never say, let alone think about, and two; despite how much Ukitake annoyed him with always dropping candy on him and treating him like a child, Hitsugaya did care about him somewhat. He would honestly be upset if someone were to happen to his senior.
"...You should talk to him," Tōshirō stated, leaning into the touch that was running down his tiny body.
Shunsui nipped at the small earlobe, shaking his head. "Nope~ I'm much happier sitting here. I like you better than him."
Tōshirō shrugged. He knew he wasn't in the position to force Shunsui to do anything. "Okay. Kyōraku, what made you start to resent Ukitake?"
Shunsui shrugged. "I don't know. I started feeling that way after the Winter War. He just started to annoy me with everyone he did and said. I couldn't stand the way he wanted everything be to gentle. He wanted sex to be gentle, our physical interactions to be gentle, my words to be gentle... And he wouldn't even consider just letting go and having a bit of rough sex with me."
Tōshirō was young and new to relationships, so he couldn't quite understand what either Shunsui or Jyuushiro were going through. He did, however, understand that Kyōraku was being selfish, but who was he to preach?
"So I'm better because I let you be rough?" Tōshirō asked. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel when Shunsui nodded. He instead shrugged and allowed the older male to manhandle him, knowing that whatever had happened to change Shunsui wasn't really his business.
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Tōshirō was exhausted and sweaty, curled up next to Shunsui as he panted harshly, his eyelids too heavy to keep open any longer. He pushed against the hand that was stroking his stomach, mumbling something incomprehensible to Shunsui's ears, before he fell fast asleep.
Shunsui just smiled and leant down, kissing Tōshirō's temple in a loving manner. He knew, in the back of his mind, that he had not kissed Jyuushiro in such a gentle manner ever since the Winter War. He couldn't help but scoff; he didn't care about Ukitake any longer, not now that he had Tōshirō who was willing to comply with what he wanted.
Closing his eyes, Kyōraku drifted off into sleep as well, exhaustion overtaking him.
~~Two days later~~
Though Mayuri and Jyuushiro hadn't told anyone about their new relationship, the Seireitei was a breeding ground for rumours. People were talking about the strange friendship the two had started, and people were even saying that Mayuri was taking advantage of the frail Shinigami's broken heart with sexual favours.
Jyuushiro hadn't liked to hear this, knowing that he and Mayuri were in a relationship but they hadn't taken it much further than a few touches here and there. Mayuri didn't seem at all phased by the rumours and treated them as research material; if people said that this was what they did together, it must have been what two people in a relationship did together.
Currently, it was night and the two Captains were seated comfortably together at Ugendo, Jyuushiro's health having taken a turn for the worse earlier that day. Mayuri couldn't deny the fact that he had no pure intentions of sitting by his 'partner's side as Ukitake battled out a rather harsh coughing fit.
"Thank you for staying..." Jyuushiro smiled up at Mayuri as he wiped a trail of blood from his chin. "It was something... Shunsui always did..."
Mayuri didn't miss the heartbreak that crossed Jyuushiro's face for a brief second. He shrugged. "I'd rather not waste my time here when there are valuable research methods for me to go over."
Jyuushiro's happy expression faltered, a large frown crossing his face. "...Oh..."
Ukitake knew he should have expected an unsympathetic response. Kurotsuchi really didn't have emotions – or if he still did, they were locked away deep inside of him.
Mayuri just tapped his long fingernail against the floorboard of Jyuushiro's home. He was bored – truly bored – but if his experiment was to be a success, he needed Jyuushiro to trust him the same way he had trusted Kyōraku.
"...But you're here, anyway..." Jyuushiro mumbled, more to himself than to the other male. "...That means something..."
"Yes, yes, if you say so." The scientist really wasn't in the mood to put up with optimism; he had much more interesting things he could be doing right now instead of sitting with a male who was half asleep.
Jyuushiro yawned as his eyes slipped closed and fell into a light sleep, just barely aware of his surroundings.
Mayuri took this time to leave Ugendo, unable to bear even the thought of staying with a sleeping Captain. However, as soon as he stepped out of the room, a small murmur of 'Shunsui...!' had him stopping in his tracks. He turned back around, seeing the way tears flowed freely down pale cheeks, the way Jyuushiro's face was twisted in pain.
With a sigh, Mayuri turned back around and returned to Jyuushiro's side. He didn't touch the distressed male, but he did speak to him.
"Don't cry," Mayuri said, his voice cold. He wasn't oblivious to the way Jyuushiro's eyelids cracked, green orbs peering out at him. "He's not even worth being a test subject."
With that said, Mayuri left for good, not sure why but feeling... angry to know that Kyōraku had so much control over the frail Captain.
Jyuushiro, however, was aware that he was, once again, alone. He closed his eyes for the second time, a small smile appearing on his face. For the first time in a long time, he found himself dreaming not of Shunsui and Tōshirō, but of Mayuri.
Perhaps one day soon Jyuushiro would be able to reach out to the Twelfth Captain with the same love and trust he once had in Shunsui.
