Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. However, I do own a bottle of Bleach. Not very original, I know...

Author's Note: Ichimaru Gin is probably my very favorite anime character ever. Epic love towards him, and his pet Lieutenant.

Reviews are appreciated, especially since I'm new to the site, and I'd love ANY kind of feedback I can get! Thanks!

"Ai-zen-Tai-chou!" The Third Division captain called out singsongingly as he barged into the Fifth Division main office. He paused, noticing the room was completely empty of any persons. Pouting, he slumped into the chair behind the Captain's desk, and started ruffling through the stacks of paperwork. There must have been a third of what was on his own desk. He pushed a stack off the desk and onto the floor. That would teach the Fifth Division Captain to be unavailable, and let him in his office. His smile widened as he saw the papers scatter on the floor. His eyes followed one sheet flutter towards the open doorway, escaping into the freedom of the outside world, before it was foiled by a slender figure picking it up. He pouted again.

"Hya, Hinamori-chan." he said, his smile as big as ever. The girl who stared at him forced a smile and bowed slightly.

"Ichimaru Taichou." she muttered respectfully. "May I ask why you are in the Gobantai?" she reached for the other papers that were still floating around the office.

"Hm, no." Ichimaru Gin said, getting up from the chair and heading towards the door, patting Hinamori on her head as he passed. His haori swished around him as he silently sauntered through the halls, still pouting at not being able to tell Captain Aizen his amazing plan to keep boredom away this week.

"Izuru." Gin mumbled through his arms, laying on the small space available on his desk, avoiding touching the paperwork, as if even grazing them along his arm would poison him. He sleepily raised his head to peer over the stacks at his Lieutenant, who was busy at work, decreasing his own amount of paperwork that needed to be done quickly, so he could work on his Captain's as soon as possible..

"Izuru." Gin said more louder and clearer. Kira Izuru stopped and raised his head, meeting his Captain's slightly blinking eyes with his own.

"Yes, Captain?" he asked, before starting to write again.

"C'm here, 'Zuru." he mumbled, leaning back in his chair now. Holding back a sigh, Izuru stood up, his chair scraping on the floor. He rounded around the overflowing desk, coming to face his Captain.

"Yes?" Izuru asked again, feeling small compared to his Captain, even though Gin was sitting. It was that all knowing smile, that pierced his soul, that made his heart skip a beat, and sometimes, no, scratch that, every time, made him blush in his presence.

Izuru swallowed the fluids that had built up in his mouth as he stood in front of his Captain. Why wasn't he saying anything?

"I-zu-ru." Gin said slowly, rolling his name between his tongue, savoring it. Izuru felt himself blushing again. "Sweet, sweet, Izuru." Gin said, his smile growing wider.

In a swift movement, Gin grabbed Izuru's right wrist and brought him down on top of himself. Shocked, Izuru froze, not understanding what was going on, but his Captain, his Captain he adored, was now cuddling with him. He blushed fiercely.

"Ta-Taichou." Izuru stammered, regaining his senses to pull away a few inches. He paused as he found himself staring into Gin's eyes, open, just enough for Izuru to see his own reflection.

"Izuru, mah Izuru." Gin muttered into his Lieutenant's hair. "I love mah Izuru."

Placing his right hand behind Izuru's head, Gin pulled him into a small kiss. Izuru felt his whole body heat up as he felt his Captain's breath on his lips, pulling away.

"Ta-" Izuru choked on his words as he tried to wrap his mind around what had just happened. His Captain, his Captain, had just kissed him. Only in his wildest dreams did he ever think this would ever happen. Elated, Izuru leaned into Gin, hoping for another kiss from the man he so loved.

"Naa, Izuru." Gin whispered into his ear. Izuru's heart skipped.

"Y-yes, Taichou?" Izuru raised his head to look Gin in the eyes. Those beautiful, clear, teal eyes.

"Yer heavy."

Gin's smile was spreading across his face as he pushed Izuru off himself and stood up, heading for the door. Before leaving, he turned around to see the shocked Izuru still on the floor.

"Don' slack off now, Izuru. There'still much pap'rw'rk tah be done, now, ain't there?" he said tauntingly before leaving with a swish

Izuru couldn't tell what his Captain was thinking. Throughout the rest of the day, he had popped in and out of the rooms that Izuru had found himself working in. But each time, Izuru felt as though he was being ignored. The Captain would come up behind him, grab a book off a shelf, or talk to another subordinate, and leave without a second glance at his Lieutenant. Izuru felt strange, as if he had been given a chocolate cake, and it had been taken away only as he had licked the icing.

He felt empty. One question resounded in his mind.

Why?

He almost hit himself. It was a stupid question. Why did Captain Ichimaru do anything? Because it was fun to see what would happen to the people around him.

At this, his heart sank. His Captain didn't really mean it when he said he loved him.

Was he testing him? His loyalty? He didn't need to do that. Captain should know that he would follow him to the end, ever since that day.

That day in the human world.

Izuru found his mind wandering back into his memories as he walked back to the office to finish the paperwork that Captain Ichimaru had so thoughtfully left for him. Sighing, he pushed open the sliding door to find his desk completely void of paperwork. Blankly, he glanced over to the Captain's desk, which was also empty.

He almost thought he had walked into the wrong division office. But no. The sliding doors to the outside courtyard was open, and laying in the middle of the corridor outside, seemingly watching the leaves on the persimmon trees floating, was Captain Ichimaru. Izuru moved towards him.

"Taichou?" Izuru asked, tentatively. When he got no response, he sighed and sat back down at his desk, wondering what he should do with his spare time, since he had just blown off Renji because of the work he thought he had to do. And now he probably already had grabbed someone else to go drinking with.

From his drawer, he pulled out a blank paper and a pen. Might as well write some poems in his free time. Izuru sighed again. He had wished so much that the kiss he had received earlier was true, but the way things had been going today, it didn't seem likely.

Rat-tat-tat-tat

Rat-tat-tat-tat

Rat-tat-tat-tat

Izuru tapped his pen on his desk, trying not to think about it. No, think of other things, write a poem. Do what you're good at. Leaning into his desk, he started writing, his brow furrowed and his tongue sticking out a bit, out of the corner of his slightly open mouth. With a finishing flourish, he picked up his paper, slightly upset at what came out. Obviously, he wasn't able to get it out of his head.

"My heart is like glass, it can break so easily, please don't toy with me."

Izuru heard the silky voice behind him reading his poem, and he gasped loudly, almost leaping out of his chair. Turning around, he saw that his Captain was leaning over where his shoulder had just been a few seconds ago.

"Not yer best work, is it, Izuru?" Gin asked, his smile widening. "But ya seem ta want sumthin'." he came closer to his Lieutenant, as Izuru felt himself trapped against the desk. "Ah could give it ta ya, sweet Izuru." Gin pushed his body onto Izuru's. The young shinigami swallowed as he smelt the persimmon on his Captain. As much as he hated the fruit, it fit so perfectly with this man.

"Ah know what ya need, Izuru." he whispered into Izuru's ear. Izuru waited. Perhaps he really did like him? Izuru closed his eyes, hopefully awaiting an impending kiss.

"Ya need a woman ta fuck."

Izuru opened his eyes, his face quite in the look of shock. Seeing him, Gin laughed loudly, stroking Izuru's cheek with his left hand.

"Mah, Izuru, ya seem speechless." Gin purred at his Lieutenant. Izuru broke eye contact, and looked down and away, ashamed that he had even thought that his Captain had liked him. Oh how he had wished it, ever since he was kissed. But obviously, Captain Ichimaru only existed to toy with his feelings, never caring about his actual feelings. Izuru closed his eyes, resigningly.

"Ya want ta say sumthin', Izuru?" Gin asked, nuzzling his subordinate's neck.

"No, sir." Izuru found himself whispering. How could he bring himself to say that he was hoping his Captain would kiss him more, to take him, and make him all his? The shinigami blushed fiercely at this. If only the Third Division Captain could read minds, then he'd know exactly what Izuru wanted to say.

"Or maybe, it's nah a woman ya need..." Gin said in a low growl, still at Izuru's ear. Izuru felt his whole body shake from the breath on his neck. Such an amazing sensation.

"P'rhaps ya need someone who'll take ya n' use ya n' abuse ya?" Gin started licking at the bare neck. Izuru scrunched his eyes tighter, and found himself grabbing at the closest thing near him, which happened to be his Captain's robes. His breathing got erratic as Gin pulled the kosode off the shoulder and started licking around his collarbone.

"Ta-Tai-" Izuru breathed, as Gin's ministrations moved his way down the body. Each movement of the tongue caused Izuru to have a sharp intake of breath, and each kiss let him let it all out. This was fantastic.

"Now do ya want ta say sumthin'?" Gin said softly, pulling away from the now bare chest. Izuru opened his eyes and looked down at his Captain, who was now placing small butterfly kisses on Izuru's left nipple.

"P-please, Taichou." Izuru said, trying to keep his voice as still as possible. "Why are you doing this?"

As soon as the words left Izuru's lips, he regretted it. Gin stopped, and stood up straight, his whole body looming over his Lieutenant. Izuru could feel his knees knocking under his hakama. What would the Captain do to him?

"Ah, sorry, Izuru." Gin said, giving a hearty chuckle. He placed his hand on his head and mussed his hair. "Ah just thought Ah should get compensation." He let his eyes open slightly, glaring at Izuru through narrow slits, as if daring him to ask the question on his mind. Izuru swallowed what saliva he had left in his drying mouth.

"C-compensation for what, Taichou?" Izuru asked softly. Gin's smile widened. The mouse was in the cat's claws.

"Fer finishin' tha pap'rw'rk, of course." Gin said. "Ah even did all yers. Ah feel Ah should get sumthin' fer that. Ah hate pap'rw'rk, ya see. But Ah was so bored, ya see. Done walked all'round Seireitei t'day, bother'd a few men a'ready, but it was no fun, ya see. Needed mah Izuru."

With this, Gin slammed Izuru down onto the desk, with the Lieutenant's chest wide open, and a lustful gleam in Gin's eyes. Izuru closed his eyes as Gin continued his tongue's process on Izuru's chest.

Izuru's mind whirled while he let himself be fiddled with. He wasn't especially bright when it came to people, but something about his Captain's words were off. There were many times that day that Captain Ichimaru could have gotten to him, yet he didn't, and instead waited until now. What did it all mean?

He let out a soft moan as Gin moved down to his belly button and swirled his tongue inside it. All thoughts Izuru had flew out of his mind as Gin started leaving hickeys all on his body. The pressure of Gin's lips on his chest was overwhelming, and he wanted more. His breathing starting coming in short breaths as he felt himself getting more and more aroused for his Captain.

"O-oh, please, Taichou." Izuru found himself saying, lifting his pelvis slightly so that he was grinding into his Captain. As he put more pressure onto Gin, he felt his Captain move away, leaving his body.

"No!" Izuru cried out, trying to keep his hold on his Captain. He opened his eyes desperately. Gin had completely stood up, and was about a foot away from Izuru already. Shaking, Izuru pulled his kosode over his shoulders again, covering his marked chest.

"Tha's enough fer one day, ain't it, little 'Zuru?" Gin said, smiling his devil's smile and straightening his own kosode and haori. Without another glance, he turned and left the office, leaving Izuru again, shocked and hanging.

Author's Note: I wonder if anyone got the Doctor Who reference? Specifically the Master reference?