THIS WILL NOT BE THE LAST CHAPTER! It got too long XD so the next will be the last for sure guys!~ And sorry for the long wait . I'll try and squeeze the last one out quicker!

CHAPTER 6: A Proposal

"Ichigo please! You have to understand I didn't really want any of this to happen!"

"Really!? You said really! That means you're lying you jackass!"

"NO! T-that's not what I meant!" Renji screamed as he dodged a butter knife that stuck into the wall behind his shoulder.

"Sure it isn't! I should have known you would be the kind of guy I couldn't trust! This whole fucking thing is a mistake!"

"Ichigo, PLEASE! Just listen to me!" Renji pleaded. This was going nowhere and if he didn't choose his words carefully he was going to end up ruining everything he had.

Kenpachi stirred, how long had he been sleeping for? He was a bit stiff but that was a given considering he was stretched out across a bed in the wrong direction that caused his feet to stick off the end. Was it morning already? His eyes blinked open to stare at the plain ceiling as he gathered his thoughts. As his senses came to he could hear the steady breathing of the two who were still soundly asleep; heads close to the foot of the bed and legs curled into each other as to not kick Kenpachi in the ribs or hips. He would have laid there longer but now that the fun was over he felt like he should at least put some pants on.

He tipped himself forward; ignoring the pain of sore muscles as he rocked upwards, trying to keep the bed and atmosphere as still as possible. He stood and walked to the opposite side of the bed where his pants were still sitting underneath his captains jacket, wrinkled and in a pile just where he had left them when he had stripped the previous night.

He rustled through them, pulling the pants from underneath and letting the jacket flop off to the side. He tugged them on with ease and wiggled a bit to get them sitting properly. As he was about to bend down to pick up his jacket he noticed the faces of the sleeping men. They looked so peaceful and satisfied.

That is, until Renji's eyebrows furrowed and he rustled in Byakuya's arms. It was ruining the nice scene. Kenpachi wasn't one for peace and quiet but this…this was a special case. He peeled his eyes from them and picked up his jacket before walking back to the other side of the bed and pulling the fallen covers back up over Renji's chest.

The red head was mumbling quietly and caused Kenpachi to take a step back from the bed as the redheads wrist twitched suddenly and his arm slunk up to grip one of Byakuya's perfectly pale and toned triceps. Kenpachi held his breath for a moment. He had wanted to get out of here before either of those two woke up but it seemed he may not be so lucky. He tore his eyes off of them opened his jacket; slipping it on hastily and reaching up to adjust the collar.

He was about to land his first -silent-as-possible footstep towards the door when he was stopped in his tracks.

"Trying to sneak out even before saying goodbye are you?" Byakuya's silky voice broke the stiff silence and Kenpachi's shoulders tensed.

'Shit' He thought as he stopped trying to walk quietly and turned to face Byakuya. He seemed to be perfect even in the early hours of the morning; voice as powerful as ever, not a hair out of place and no sign that he had been sleeping moments ago showed on his now stoic face.

His arm had moved from Renji's grasp to wrap itself around the sleeping red head protectively. It's funny to think that if Kenpachi had seen Byakuya walk with his arm around the other man the day before yesterday he would have definitely stopped in his tracks.

He let a smirk spread across his face once again as Byakuya captured his full attention He noticed the blanket draping off of the others waist; exposing his perfect thigh and barely hiding his crotch.

"I didn't think you'd be the kind of person who needed meaningless goodbyes Kuchiki" he laughed quietly, still not wanting to wake the red head who had seemed to stop wriggling around in sleep.

He took a step closer to the bed once again.

"Not like I'm really saying goodbye though am I?" His voice rose in questioning.

"What do you mean by that Zaraki?" Byakuya raised an eyebrow at the other man's cryptic retort. He eyed Kenpachi as best as he could from their current positions as the other man lowered himself so that his mouth was almost touching Byakuya's ear on the unoccupied side of his body.

"Did you think you'd be getting rid of me after last night? I've only gotten a lick of what you can really do Byakuya, you and I both know that." Byakuya let a small smirk creep onto his face.

"I really don't know what you're talking about Zaraki" He didn't let the devilish smirk influence the flat tone of his words as he spoke.

Any other person would have jerked in surprise as one of Kenpachi's fingers moved down to draw a line on Byakuya's milky exposed thigh.

"If you think I'm leaving this without getting a full taste of your perfect ass you better think again Kuchiki" Zaraki drawled beside his ear; a husky tone to his voice before he withdrew his head and stood back up again.

Byakuya just let out a small chuckle. He knew how to work someone up; sexually or just to piss the hell outta you. Either way Byakuya was manipulative. The sly bastard. Zaraki smirked but scoffed inside that Byakuya thought he was joking.

"Go ahead and tend to your little pet there, seems he's been havin' nightmares or something." Zaraki said as he approached the door, opening and closing it gently as to not wake Renji and with that, he was gone. Byakuya was alone with Renji at last, although the man was going to be in very bad shape when he woke up; physically and mentally.

He shifted with the redhead in his arms, causing the blanket to cover that thigh that was exposed not even a moment ago. Did Kenpachi really mean what he said? Because he knew he could have some fun with this man…and if Renji was still planning on leaving…well after what they'd done to him he knew he couldn't stop him.

He couldn't live sexually deprived for long despite how his exterior showed otherwise. No sex was like a slow torture and at least if he could wrap his finger around Kenpachi he would have someone who could really rough him up.

The place on his thigh where Kenpachi had dragged his finger across prickled with goose bumps.

He knew Kenpachi could play his games, he could make him feel good, torture him if needed and he knew he would be forced to submit, forced to his knees and fucked harder and better than he ever had been before…

Renji stirred and ripped Byakuya from his thoughts. He cursed Kenpachi for fuelling his already flowing hormones this early in the morning. He let his eyes drift closed and let out a frustrated sigh as he willed his quickly growing erection to go down. His hand moved from Renji's shoulder to play with a strand of his long red hair; admiring the softness and trying to soothe the other within his dreams.

Renji almost whimpered in his sleep and Byakuya felt a tug on his conscious. He still cared greatly for the red head and felt wounded that he wasn't able to calm him.

Renji hissed and Byakuya let his eyes wander down to Renji's face; his eyebrows drawn and his mouth twisted in a pained frown. Byakuya thought he was still asleep until he let one eye crack open slowly, letting his gaze meet with those hard dark eyes that were staring back at him.

It took him a minute to realize that that nightmare had simply been a dream and that he was still here and lying safe within Byakuya's arms; if you could even call that safe. He blinked a few times, trying to rid his head of those swirling thoughts and went to stretch. His legs extended and a searing white shot up his spine.

His eyes clenched shut and he immediately relaxed his legs. The hiss that escaped his lips alerted Byakuya and his hand gracefully reached up to run itself through the red heads tousled locks to try and further sooth the man.

Renji decided that moving was very unwanted at the moment and all of the memories of the previous night flooded back into his mind that was no longer hazed with sleep. His eyes remained clenched; not because of the dull pain aching in his lower spine, ass and wrists but because of the dream he knew was going to become a reality. He didn't want to lose Ichigo. Fuck…he was so stupid to have done this. He brought his hands up to shield himself from the light as he placed his flat palms against his eyes.

"Renji…" Byakuya broke the silence with the silk of his voice. Renji's middle and index finger split apart to let his eye peak at the beautiful face that belonged to his current captor.

"Bya…kuya…"Renji mumbled. His voice was tired and rough. "I can't…move" he said sheepishly, his downturned mouth turning up into a small smile as he tried to be optimistic. He did have to admit that he was very warm and comfortable despite his head being at the foot of the bed without a pillow.

Byakuya kept stroking the others hair; breaking his eye contact to turn his head and stare straight at the headboard of the bed.

"We should get you cleaned up Renji…I'm sure the in-between of your legs isn't all too pleasant at the moment…"

Renji blushed at the comment; it seemed indifferent from Byakuya's tone but he knew the other wouldn't want him to stay uncomfortable for too long. He moved onto his elbows, preparing his mind for the pain he might experience as he began to sit up. He let out another uncomfortable hiss as more pain shot through his wrists from the pressure he was exerting on them. As he jerked himself up to relieve that pressure another shot of pain shot through him and made his spine go ridged.

Byakuya's eyes softened at the obvious discomfort that the other was experiencing and he moved to sit up as well; placing his warm hand on the other's chilled shoulder. Renji turned his head to look at him; his face looked twisted, trying to mask the pain he was feeling to ease his captain's conscious. There was really no need.

Byakuya moved to get up, his muscles flexing as he allowed himself to stretch. He was still a bit hard, but he was facing away from the red head and he figured it wouldn't be a problem anyways. All men experienced this morning hardness sometimes anyways...

Renji's eyes swept across the other man's naked backside; he would have been aroused if it weren't for all of this pain. He groaned. It wasn't worth it. He was going to be sore for day after fucking day for a good long while.

Byakuya left his side for a moment, disappearing into another room. Renji heard the running of a sink for several minutes and the clinking of several unknown objects. He was surprised when the other returned with a glass of water in one hand; his other fist closed.

"Here, you'll be needing this" A fake smile spread onto his face as he tried to humour the redhead. His closed palm opened to reveal a rather large round pill which appeared to be, or at least he hoped it was, a painkiller.

"Thanks" Renji gladly accepted the offer and quickly downed the pill; the water softening the gruffness in his voice that the morning had caused.

"I'll have to put these sheets in the wash now…I assume you'll be alright there for a few minutes before I can bring you another blanket." Byakuya stated as he began to pull the sheets and blankets off of the bed. He noted the various lube and cum stains. Would they even come out? He might as well just get a whole new set. Maybe something silky and maybe some black…

Renji simply nodded his head and closed his eyes, he was feeling a little chilled but all this mental stress was making every other sense feel clouded and completely unimportant. Thoughts of Ichigo entered his mind again once Byakuya had left the room. He couldn't let that dream become a reality he just couldn't. After last night he realized how much he really needed Ichigo. How he needed some passion and love in his sex-capades instead of just lust filled violence.

He brought his wrists up in front of his face and cracked his eyes open to look at them. It hurt to see the light…They were swollen and red, cuts and bruises made it look like his flesh was about to rot off. His eyes clenched shut once again at the sight of himself. He had plenty of kiss marks all over, various bruises and teeth marks…the thought of facing Ichigo like this was really too painful to handle.

He felt a warm hand lightly touch his shoulder and he opened his eyes to look at his captain.

"Let's get you into the shower"

"T-taichou…" Renji's eyes cast downwards as his cheeks flushed. He couldn't move and he knew it. He was being forced to show weakness in front of the man he admired the most. Byakuya's lithe finger stroked under his down turned chin and dragged his face up.

"Don't be ashamed Renji. I know very well that after last night you can barely move." He bent down slightly and scooped Renji carefully into his arms.

"T-taichou!"

"I've already prepared your bath. Don't let it get cold now" Byakuya's voice showed no hint of emotion as he began to walk with Renji; bridal style, in his arms. He opened a screen door that led to the bathroom. It was beautiful really. Black tiles lined the floor while the white walls were painted with an intricate pattern of winding pastel purple roses with black thorny stems. Several Katana were displayed on the walls however the large bathtub was clearly the focus of the room. The black claw foot tub was perfectly polished and shimmered under the water that was inside of it.

"It will sting Abarai" Byakuya cautioned as he lowered himself and in turn lowered Renji into the tub. The red head hissed as the warm water pricked his skin. A shiver ran up his spine and his cuts began to sting. His ass throbbed as his body tensed but he tried his best to relax.

Byakuya moved away from him and lit an inscent that was sitting on the marble topped sink counter. It smelled of vanilla and lavender.

"I'll leave you to bathe Abarai, make sure you get yourself cleaned up. Those painkillers should begin to work soon and the warm water will sooth you."

Byakuya turned to leave after gently tossing the match into a small black woven waste bin.

"Taic-Byakuya…" Renji said softly. Byakuya paused and turned his head back to face his vice-captain.

"I know you probably don't care but…can I talk with..to you…about something?" Renji drew circles on the surface of the water; his eyes staring intently at them as he spoke.

Byakuya didn't reply but simply walked further back into the bathroom and took a seat on a dark metal chair that was placed beside the sink. He focused his gaze on Renji; waiting.

"Kuchiki Taichou…what should…how can I talk to Ichigo?" His eyes were still downcast.

"Abarai, I don't think-"

"Taichou! I'm serious. I need advice. I need your help." Renji finally made eye contact. His voice became stronger despite how his confidence was continuously dropping under the cold gaze of his captain.

Byakuya stood and Renji was afraid he was going to get his ass kicked. Instead he walked to the head of the tub and dragged a footstool that was sitting in the corner forward to sit on. His hand contrasted against the silky black of the tub as he dipped it in and let water pool in his palm. He lifted it out slowly and brought it up to let the the warm liquid pour over Renji's shoulders.

"Abarai" Byakuya began to speak; repeating the action of gently pouring water over Renji's stiff shoulders. "I will try and console you as best as I can. However you know very well that it's you that I want. Helping you win over another man is not in my best interest…but you're happiness is in my best interest and I can't push aside the will to make you happy."

Renji listened intently to his captains words. It was interesting to hear the captain speak his thoughts so freely. The water cascading down his sore shoulders was definitely helping to soothe him as well.

"If I knew Ichigo at all I may be able to offer better advice. However I know next to nothing about that boy and absolutely nothing about his emotional stature besides that he does have a temper. I believe you know that too…is that making you nervous Renji?" Byakuya mused through his thoughts out loud and began to let water fall higher over Renji; wetting his hair slightly.

"One of many things Taichou…" Renji spoke almost sadly.

"If you could wet your hair Renji-" Byakuya gave a slight push on his shoulder signalling that he should sink into the water. He reached for a shampoo bottle as those red locks slowly slid underneath into the blackness of the tub. When he came up for air Byakuya put a hand back on his shoulder to steady him and squeezed a small amount of shampoo onto the top of his head.

Renji's eyes slid closed as Byakuya's skilled fingers began to work the shampoo into a lather.

"Now then…if I were in your situation Abarai…I believe I would be upfront with that simple minded boy. He needs to hear a full story and you must be direct in my opinion. I'm sure if you explained that I kidnapped you and then Zaraki decided to torture you he may believe you."

Renji's full head of hair was being worked at now and was completely white with suds. There was a small period of silence before Byakuya let out a soft chuckle.

"What?"

"On the other hand…me kidnapping someone and letting Zaraki torture them sounds quite farfetched and I don't think he would believe you."

"I don't think anyone will believe me Taichou…" Renji scowled.

"That's correct Abarai…no one will ever believe you. That may be another problem." Byakuya sounded deep in thought. Was he just playing with Renji now or was he being serious? The red head couldn't tell.

As the massaging motions to his head continued, Renji let his eyes slide closed and leaned his head back against the side of the tub. The current stretch of silence hadn't been broken in at least 5 minutes and he was slipping into the clutches of sleep.

"I have a proposal for you Abarai." Renji jumped slightly as dreamy state was broken. Byakuya began pouring small amounts of water on his head to begin rinsing the shampoo.

"Uhh and that is?"

"I will come with you to speak to Ichigo, and I shall tell him everything that happened to back up your farfetched story. I will even get Zaraki to confess if necessary. However you must tell him about the things you and I have done and if the outcome is that he does not want you then you must consider me."

"Taichou…"

"I think this is the only way Renji. My condition is far from unreasonable. If you think of a way yourself then by all means forget my suggestion, but it was you who asked for my help." Byakuya poured a considerably large amount of water over Renji's almost rinsed hair.

"Will you go under the water and tousle the rest of the shampoo from your hair" Byakuya commanded and once again Renji did as he was told. This time when he came up Byakuya massaged his hands back into that beautiful read hair.

"What's that?" Renji asked as he felt a new coldness touch his scalp.

"Conditioner, Abarai. Your hair could look so much nicer if you properly took care of it." Renji would have scoffed but he was enjoying the feeling of those hands back on his head way too much.

"So, what is your decision Abarai?"

"I don't know what Ichigo's reaction would be if I showed up at his door with you. He was already mad at me when he left yesterday…"

"Would you rather have him react to me showing up with you or him react thinking that you are telling him lies. Or if he believes you; thinking that you're cheating on him."

Renji's eyebrows drew close together. He didn't know what would happen and that was the scary part.

"Fine Byakuya, I'll play along with this for now. The probability seems good enough…"

"Wonderful." Byakuya's hands left Renji's hair almost immediately as he stood up. He walked around to the front of the tub and picked up the shower head. He motioned for Renji to turn so that his head was at the other side of the tub. The red head slowly and a bit painfully twisted himself so that he was able to rest his head on the opposite side. Byakuya switched on the shower and tilted Renji's head back; letting his hand rest on the redhead's forehead to prevent any water from running into his eyes. The water felt nice against him and he felt like royalty. No one had ever washed his hair before and he had to admit that it was amazing.

Once Byakuya was finished he put the showerhead back into his holder and walked over to the sink. He rummaged through the cupboards underneath and pulled out a washcloth.

"Will you finish washing up yourself Abarai? I'll go get you a robe to wear." Byakuya set the cloth on the side of the tub and walked out of the room.

It was suddenly very silent. The only noises were the ripples and sloshing of water as Renji tried to manoeuvre himself into a position that would allow him to wash his thighs, legs and his ass. He was having a hard time pushing himself up to reach his hand around underneath of him.

"Fuck" He cursed as his hand slipped against the side and he hit the bottom of the tub; water splashed over the side.

"I see you can't be left alone for even a few seconds without making a mess Abarai"

"T-Taichou! I…uhh…I'm sorry." What was he supposed to say? I can't wash my own ass? Byakuya had seen him making a mess but hopefully he hadn't seen why.

"Stand up Abarai" Byakuya commanded as he walked into the room and hung the robe on a hook.

Renji complied again and slowly but surely he managed to stand up. Byakuya motioned towards the separate shower that sat at the other side of the room. It had glass doors and he thought he saw a seat inside too.

"Let's get you finished up here shall we?" Byakuya asked as he began to strip of his own shirt.

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