sorry that this chap took forever to get out, ive just been really busy and have head the biggest writers block for months

again sorry for the delay and the length (or lack of) for this chapter.

Warning yaoi

disclaimer: i do not own... sadly

Better Late then Never

Chapter Five

I found myself frequenting the bar often for long periods of time, hoping to catch a glimpse of that scrumptious redhead. My efforts, time and time again proving fruitless, this resulted in me drowning my sorrows in many of the available concoctions man created with alcohol until early morning. This of course messed up my sleep schedule, which I made up for during the day. I was starting to look like a real alcoholic.

The door of the bar chimed as I pushed it open ready for another depressing night. I half heartedly glanced around the room excepting the worse (as of late the usual). Then my gaze falls on him, sitting at the bar. His hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, wearing low cut designer jeans and a tight black polo, which left the small of his back bare.

Tempting.

I couldn't help but lick my lips.

I didn't move though, I wasn't as big of an idiot as people made me out to be. I looked to his right then to his left, my gaze continued to go around the room, using the conveniently placed mirrors to see around corners at other patrons. Looking at each individual carefully, trying to recognize a familiar face or a man showing much interest in the redhead. Last thing I needed was a spy or the dick Byakuya himself to get between us tonight. No one fit the bill so I skipped (a very sexy skip I might add) over to the empty stool beside the man. He looked up at me confused, so I waited. Recognition and rage soon followed his earlier mystified expression.

"What the fuck do ya want?" he growled. How sexy.

"Gin and tonic," I nodded to the barkeep, he reciprocated with a nod then went about to make it on the opposite end of the bar. Mental note made to tip him later.

"You still up for that rematch?" I smirked at him, taking my drink with a nod and sipping it. I gave him a sidelong glance; he looked shocked, mouth hanging open and everything. I couldn't help but think crudely of what that mouth would look great wrapped around. There however was a fire in his eyes that said for itself that he was in.

"Hell ya" he confirmed seconds later, a little too enthusiastically. I smirked and threw enough money on the table to cover both our drinks then walked out. Renji following hot on my heels, I continued walking once outside knowing in the state he was in he would follow me to hell and back to up one on me. We continued; me in the lead and him a few feet behind, for a couple blocks. I walked into the first crappy hotel I could find that had a bed acceptable by my standards.

"Why are we here?" he asked looking up at the building perplexed.

"I just wanna do something before we get to hotheaded" I lied.

"You're staying here?" he asked rhetorically putting major emphasis on the 'here'. Apparently he had quite the rich guy stick far up his ass. I can sure pick em.

Alas he was ignorant, he followed me into the run down lobby and it didn't even register when I had to ask for a room for the night. Apparently he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. He tailed me up to my room and even went in when I held the door open for him. I did a little happy dance in my head, and closed the door behind me making sure to lock it and slide the chain across. As flimsy as it was it would stall him a few seconds if he decided to make a break for it, after all we all know how hard it is for our fingers to work when we're panicking.

Being the straight forward guy he is Renji walked right into the room looking around in disgust. The hotel wasn't one of the highest ratings but their beds had never disappointed me. They had the right softness from years of use. Some might think it disgusting but for me it felt more like my own bed, I couldn't stand the hotels with the new mattresses that were hardly used before they were replaced with new ones, those always seemed to stiff and unwelcoming, not something I would like to spend time in.

"I thought you said we were gonna do a rematch" the red head turned to look at me thoroughly confused.

"We are just not one you'd expect, or have a chance to win" I said nonchalantly as I stripped out of my jacket. He looked at me skeptically.

"And what type of 'rematch' would that be?" he growled crossing his arms, apparently he didn't like being insulted, but really he didn't stand a chance.

"One of dominance" I said as I jumped. His face contorted from one of confusion to understanding to horror.

Luck for me however the moron had nicely situated himself to stand not 2 feet from the bed.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING" he yelled as he stared to struggle.

'You're really dense aren't you." I say as I seal our lips.