Disclaimer: Does not own, wishes she did, probably wouldn't want to entrust me with Bleach though, let's just say if I did own Bleach you wouldn't want to show the kiddies! ;DD

A/N: Hey everyone! I'm so proud of my last chapter and thank you all for reading and reviewing! I love you all like I love Hanatarou (and that's borderline obsessive) and I'm really going to try to make this fic ! There's also some "fun" in this chapter so without further ado, enjoy!

Neon lights, Ichigo Kurosaki hated neon lights, with a burning passion. His legs hurt like a mother and it didn't help that those damn neon lights where burning a hole through his migraine. It smelled of antiseptic all around him and his lungs hurt, but all he could see was the stone ceiling above him, and those offensive lights. He lulled his head to the side, coughing slightly as a sharp pain shot through his throat.

He looked to his side and nearly screamed, there, laying on the cot beside him, was an unconscious Hisagi Shuuhei, his cold, obsidian eyes hidden by slightly bruised eyelids.

Ichigo saw the crooked bruise across Shuuhei's nose and instantly knew what type of punch it was the result of, 'the bakano switch' he thought, effective but foolish, a common Rukongai technique.

Ichigo's heart stopped, "no…" he tried desperately to stand but he just yelped in pain and collapsed pitifully.

"Renji."

"No."

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"W-what are y-you doin'?" Renji whispered breathlessly, his hands shook as Byakuya gently caressed the bruise vandalizing his pectorals, letting off a powerful reitsu that made the bruise dissipate. "Why are you helping me?"

"Renji, I am roughly twelve million yen poorer." He hooked his finger under Renji's chin and slowly lifted his head so their eyes' met. He pushed Renji gently to the ground and straddled his waist, running a pale hand through thick, crimson waves, "Huecen Hell Roses are very expensive you know."

Renji's breath caught and his heart pounded at a million miles an hour, an infinite amount of thoughts and questions running through his head, "it wasn't Shihoun?"

Byakuya smiled, "I'd figured you would think that but no." He lifted Renji's head so their lips where only a fraction away from touching, "I heard what Shuuhei did with Kurosaki, you deserve better Abarai, you deserve me."

He lowered his lips to Renji's and they closed the distance between them, Renji's taste of rock candy and Byakuya's taste of rich sake mixing together into a surprisingly delicious flavor.

Byakuya reached down and gently untied Renji's obi, pushing away his kimono and licking a long, wet trail up his tan neck. He smirked and slid his hand into Renji's hakama and ran a delicate hand over blood red curls and gripped onto his throbbing length.

He expertly ran his soft palm up and down the younger boy's erection and paused to tease the slit with his thumb, smiling at the desperate gasps he elicited. Renji clung to Byakuya's intricate silk hakama and roughly slid them off, not bothering to remove the older boy's obi. His kimono soon followed and Renji pulled back for a second just to bask in Byakuya's ethereal body. Unblemished, pale skin, slim muscled sculpted to perfection, and a patch of fine raven hair adorning a long pink manhood which stood toward the gray sky.

Renji felt his crotch throb more and he practically attacked Byakuya, grinding his arousal desperately into his partner's, gasping at the feeling of slick precome running over his cock.

Byakuya smiled and grabbed Renji's hips and lifted him so that the younger boy was straddling him as he lay out on the grass, the lotus petals swirling around them and sticking to their sweaty skin. He reached his head up and latched onto a small nipple and began to gently lick the nub, only making enough contact to tease.

He pressed his fingers to Renji's lips and pushed them in, the feeling of the red-head sucking on them made his cock weep profusely. He withdrew them from Renji's mouth and ran them over the tight ring of muscle, gently pushing a single digit inside him and pausing, letting the boy adjust to the foreign intrusion.

He slowly worked the digit in and out and added another, he saw the pain in Renji's face and moved his fingers around a bit, trying to find that place that would make him cry out in pleasure.

After several moments of searching he hit the sweet spot and Renji moaned in surprise and pleasure, his back arching and his toes curling. He gripped Byakuya's shoulders and bit his lip as the older boy removed his fingers and guided his erection into Renji's tight hole.

He groaned as Renji took him all the way to the hilt and paused for a few seconds so the red-head could get accustomed to having a fairly large dick shoved up his ass.

Byakuya was about to begin thrusting up into the younger boy when Renji took him by surprise and pushed up off of Byakuya until just the head of his manhood remained inside him, then thrust back down forcefully. Byakuya choked slightly and let out a low moan, 'that felt amazing!' he thought to himself before all brain function was lost as Renji began to roll his hips and ride the Raven's arousal.

Renji leaned over and placed his hands on either side of Byakuya head and continued to push down on Byakuya's erection. He gripped the flaxen grass and cried out as he guided the head of the older boy's cock onto his prostate, hitting the sensitive bundle of nerves every time.

Suddenly Byakuya pulled out of Renji, who was about to protest until he was flipped so he was on all fours and Byakuya was behind him. The older boy slowly guided his cock back in and straightened Renji's legs so that the head of the red-head's weeping cock pressed against the soft, wet grass, causing a mind-numbing friction.

He began pushing into the Rukon boy until he hit his prostate, but instead of pulling out and pushing back in, he pressed against the nerves, unmoving. Renji collapsed from the please and nearly cried when Byakuya began to stroke his erection and continued to push into his prostate.

Renji squeezed hard on Byakuya's erection with what little control he had. He was seeing stars and he was sweating and panting, the pleasure so immense he could hardly breathe. He moaned wantonly as he felt his climax rear and he reached down and rubbed the weeping slit of his arousal as Byakuya continued to pump him rapidly.

B-Byakuya, I-I can't l-last much l-l-longer," Renji whimpered despite himself.

"Then", Byakuya said pulling almost fully out; he tugged gently on Renji balls and thrust almost violently into his prostate, "come for me."

"Ahhhh!" Renji cried out as his load shot out all over his stomach and the grass, closely followed by Byakuya whose seed shot inside Renji and began to drip out as he removed his cock.

Byakuya lay down next to Renji who all but collapsed; he ran his hands through Renji's hair and licked a string of come off of the younger boy's nipple. "You know, because you punched Shuuhei you will most likely be expelled."

Byakuya looked up at the beautiful cherry blossom trees above them, "I know. I feel like I let myself down, but I had to do it. It's just…" he trailed off, turning his head and looking in Byakuya's eyes, "I have no where else to go."

Byakuya smiled that devilish yet beautiful smile, "My name, the Kuchiki name, is very influential, and there's a way I could keep you in this school, but only one."

Renji looked away, "I'd do anything…"

Byakuya raised an eyebrow, "would you even leave the boy you love?"

Renji raked a hand through his long, sweaty tendrils, "I-I don't think I l-love him anymore." He closed his eyes but immediately re-opened them as he felt something soft stroke his hand, a daisy, this was probably the only one on campus, and he marveled its beauty as Byakuya gently decorated his hip with butterfly kisses.

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Ichigo stumbled through the campus, a trail of blood following him and a throbbing ache rattling his whole being. He tried with all his might to find Renji but as night began to fall he was nearly exhausted and could barely move.

He collapsed onto the dewy grass and began to hack blood, his heart was pumping wildly and he could barely breathe. Before he was rendered unconscious he saw to people, men most likely, tight in each other's embrace. One of them looked familiar but he couldn't place him, and the last thing he saw the taller of the two pluck a single daisy from the grass and place it in the smaller boy's hair.

A/N: Okay kinda crappy and a little PWP but I'm feeling a bit apathetic, also I still have no beta :( so I didn't proofread, just did a quick spell-check so tada! Hope you liked it! R&R! (Btw, if there was anything you didn't like, say it in a calm, civilized manor, any reviews that look like: "OMFG HOW CUD U DO THAT TO MEH WONDERFULISCIOUS ICHIPOO?!?!?! THAT WAZ TEH EPIC FAILSORZZZ!!!!"Will be deleted and Hanatarou will pelt you with energy pills, good day.)