A.C.: -Hands out chocolate- yeah, generic, boring... it'll speed up in a few chapters I promise ;D
Warnings: possible spoilers, oocness, breach of grammar security rule number something, something, something, mature themes, implied rape, and general BL-ness.
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Hitsugaya stared at the scrap of paper in front of him. Gin leered, handing him a worn brush. The skin-on-skin contact made the shorter captain squirm and nearly made him breathe out in relief as he withdrew his hand to look at the writing.
"Might as well make it official ne 'Gaya?"
Suspicious, the captain of the 10th division rolled the dripping brush in his hands before swiftly making corrections to the document and neatly signing his consent at the bottom. The boy swallowed as he handed the brush back. Gin frowned slightly at the changes made but quickly rolled the paper up and tucked it into his black kimono.
Hitsugaya shivered as the long fingers caressed the side of his face, drawing him nearer to the 3rd division's fox-like captain. Gin ran his red stained tongue up the air around Toushiro's neck provocatively, eliciting a small squeak as a trail of goose bumps followed up the dusky neckline. The green-eyed captain shuddered as he repressed the urge to show disgust. He simply closed his eyes, aware of Gin's penetrating red gaze on his face as a cold hand dipped below the collarbone.
A sudden hand jerked his chin up and he was surprised to feel a searing kiss trace his lips before the other captain bit down on the lower lip, drawing blood. Stray droplets fell and stained the white haori as Hitsugaya stared, almost frozen.
"I wanna see yer eyes..." Gin purred, lapping up the blood with his tongue almost like a cat. Hitsugaya squirmed slightly, his stomach performing flip-flops while his mind screamed at him to stay still because it might be the only way to save Hinamori. And Hitsugaya's eyes glowed green as he stared into contrasting red, almost hypnotized as the protective cover of his haori fell away from him and dropped unceremoniously on to the floor.
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His walk towards the 13th diversion seemed longer than he remembered it was. With each step sending a jolt of pain through his insides, he had to stop and take a break every five minutes. Cursing a certain pale captain, Hitsugaya continued on, unconsciously rearranging the scarf around his neck so that it provided better cover for his neck and the flecks of red dotting his haori.
He was glad he didn't run into anyone he knew, though his vice-captain's drinking buddy greeted him respectfully as he hurriedly passed by. Shame burned his face though he didn't exactly know why, he saved Hinamori didn't he? And it was worth it, every minute of it. He wasn't aware that his fingers had dug deeply into palms, carving crescent grooves that twinged painfully as he leaned against the outer walls of the 13th division.
He didn't know exactly why he was here, but 13th division meant Ukitake and Ukitake meant comfort no matter how much he loathed to admit. Hobbling the next few steps, he straightened up once the current 3rd seats of the 13th division appeared in view.
"Hitsugaya-taichou!" Kiyone Kotetsu immediately gave a respectful bow and Sentaro Kotsubaki immediately followed not wanting to be beat. The two officers had a puzzled look upon their faces as to why they had not sensed the young captain's reiatsu. Hitsugaya was in no mood to elaborate and asked promptly,
"Is Ukitake-taichou available?" they both nodded and stood there, a little confused before Sentaro announced loudly,
"I will tell him that you're here Hitsugaya-taichou!" and jumped off towards the building. Kiyone, torn between the duty of leading the 10th division captain towards the office and trying to get one up on her fellow 3rd seat, decided that the white haired captain could fend for himself with the dark vibe he was giving off and scampered off to catch up with Sentarou.
Hitsugaya sighed, wondering how the sickly captain dealt with the dynamic duo and entered the 13th division building.
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Once seated before the smiling captain (who, in spite of the fact that he had been ill for the past few days seemed to be overjoyed at his visit) Hitsugaya found himself at a loss as to what to do. Captain Ukitake called for refreshments (again the two 3rd seats were at each other's throats) and in a spur of the moment action, the younger captain produced a package of tea that was originally fated to restock his own cabinet. Blushing furiously Hitsugaya stammered out,
"I heard that you were sick Ukitake-taichou so..." The prodigy did not have to explain further, the long haired captain seemed pleasantly surprised and began to thank him. He immediately called for Kiyone (he would have to make it up to Sentaro later) who began to crow about how her competency earned her the rights to boil tea. Hitsugaya began to relax despite himself as Ukitake began to cheerfully relate to the happenings of his diversion while slipping in few generic questions about his health and division. When the tea arrived (along with an assortment of traditional cookies from a determined Sentaro) Ukitake again thanked Hitsugaya for the fine tea.
"How's Hinamori-chan?" Hitsugaya nibbled on the side of a cookie before setting it down back on the plate. He contemplated on how much to tell the white-haired captain and decided that he wouldn't lie to him, not after the generous hospitality he had received him with. He would just leave out a few details.
"She's alright, considering..."
It was surprising that Hinamori was more distraught over Captain Aizen's death than her own approaching one. It was almost as if, despite her protests of innocence, she was willing to die for her captain in the place of his murderer. It disturbed him more than he had realized. Ukitake watched sympathetically as Hitsugaya talked in a low tone, explaining the overall situation and her current state.
"...not to mention Kuchiki Rukia's trial."
"Ah," said Ukitake, a dark look passed his face almost as if something had been made clear to him. "It's unusual isn't it?" the older captain took a long sip from his cup. "Her trial has been moved up and no one truly knows what she did."
"Is it true that her sentence is to be death by soukyoku?" Ukitake nodded and they both fell into silence, unsure of as what to make of the new developments in Soul Society. "I should get going, thank you for your time Ukitake-taichou." The other captain merely shook his head in a sad smile, eyes traveling up the length of the pristine scarf.
"It is I who should be thanking you Toushiro-kun." And to this Hitsugaya made a face, "not many visit me these days, too many days of being sick I suppose." Ukitake gave a half-hearted laughter. "You'll take care won't you Toushiro?" the green-eyed teen gave a short nod, slightly touched that the older captain care so much for him. "That's a nice scarf isn't it?" Hitsgaya nodded again in reply, this time slowly, uncertain.
And Ukitake let out a small frustrated sigh as the two squabbling 3rd seats led the 10th division's captain out the door. The sliding door behind him opened and Shunsui Kyoraku sat down beside him, taking out a bottle of sake.
"A little distracted wouldn't you say?"
"More than a little distracted." Agreed Ukitake, reaching for another cookie. "It is certainly odd that he didn't notice you, and I've never felt his reiatsu fluctuate this much." Shunsui nodded, taking a large swig of his sake then looking down the mouth to the bottom. Shrugging, he reached for another bottle hidden inside his uniform. "I wonder if it's because of Hinamori-chan's trial..."
"The girl's innocent, she'll be alright."
"The way they're going about Kuchiki Rukia's trial, I think they might actually be serious enough to sentence her to execution." Mused Ukitake, pouring another cup of tea into his cup.
"Nonsense, the Seiretei needs more pretty girls like Hinamori-chan. They couldn't possibly execute her." And already, there were three empty bottles laid out in front of Shunsui like polished trophies. Ukitake stood up with a determined look on his face.
"I know how to cheer Shiro-chan up."
And Shunsui sat there for the rest of the afternoon, watching his best friend scurry about as he downed his sake bottles one by one, or at least until his vice-captain bodily dragged him out the door.
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Vixen-Ra – Thank you. Heh, I never really notice the lack of Gin x Hitsuness, you can usually go to other countries' websites and find a ton of it. But yeah, I notice that American fandom really doesn't have much material. Pity I think...
Hassun – Glad you thought they were in character :) it's kind of hard to get Gin's accent right though. X.x