Warning: MATURE SEXUAL CONTENTS! (in later chapters. don't worry i'll warn you again in said chapters. XD), M/M, Bad language (in later chapters), there's also mentions of Ichigo/Renji on the side.

This was a request by ECMB and therefore u can be sure the plot is totally awesome XD I just hope my writing can do it justice...Well, here goes nothing ey? I hope you all like it and if u can please please leave a review. I'll appreciate it greatly! ENJOY!

Also, I do NOT own Bleach or any of the characters!

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'Can I stay at your place?' Ishida blinked, wondering if this was some strange hallucination. God knew stranger things happened to him on a regular basis...But having the lieutenant of the 9th division standing outside his door, asking for a room, certainly counted among the top ten.

'Excuse me?' Ishida knew it was a stupid question but he needed some further sign to confirm that yes, this was reality. That the exasperated looking Shinigami rolling his eyes was indeed there and was indeed homeless.

'Like I said, can I stay at your place?' Heavens forbid Shuhei should suddenly discover his long lost manners. Ishida hadn't studied the Bible attentively but he was certain it would be one of the premonitions of Doom's Day.

'S-Sure.' His bran was still digesting the bizarre unfolding chain of events, but Uryu was a very proper young man. The thought of holding someone standing outside the door was torturous to him and he immediately stepped out of the way, removing the only obstruction if Hisagi's path. The Soul Reaper stepped in, with a carelessly thrown nod of thanks to the host, and moved inside like it was his own territory. Ishida stared at his back, his hands unconsciously closing the door.

'So you have a habit of letting strangers into your house like that?' Hisagi turned to face Uryu once more but this time he was grinning a cocky, playful sort of grin. It caught Ishida off guard and, as much as he hated to admit it, sent his heart racing a little. He managed to look cool on the exterior though and that was what mattered at the end of the day.

'You're not a stranger. We've met before.' Ishida regained his composure and he moved past the lieutenant. Hisagi followed while he considered the Quincy's words. He thought back but couldn't remember having had any real conversation with him. Sure they've seen each other but that hardly made them anything less than strangers. However he decided to let it slide. Wouldn't want to end up on a park bench again...

'So...you're not going to ask any questions?' Ishida led Hisagi to the living room, a relatively spacious area furnished in simple yet good taste. White couches placed around an oval glass, coffee table constructed the centre of the room. There was a flower arrangement on it with green and white colours, some light blue as well but Hisagi couldn't identify the flowers. Nature had never been his strongpoint...The walls were also a light, clear blue which gave the atmosphere a serene feeling and the floor was furnished in wood with no carpet.

'Like what for example?' Ishida gestured for Hisagi to sit and he did, sinking in the cushiony softness. He was used to harsh surfaces and hard training. It made the experience all the more satisfying.

'Like why I'm here? Does this situation concern you and your friends? Do I want some tea?'

'Do you want some tea?' Uryu couldn't help a coy smile of his own. Despite his outwardly rough exterior and his terrifying personality during battle or his serious demeanour in general, Hisagi could be charming when he wanted to be. And he had every intention on staying on Ishida's good side. His meal depended on it...

'Well now that you ask, yes please.' Ishida shook his head slightly, already feeling much better around the lieutenant. There was something about him that reminded Uryu of Ichigo and if he could deal with that guy, frankly he could deal with anyone under the starry skies.

'Wait here then. Oh, who else is why you? I suppose you didn't come alone.'

'Renji. You know him right?' Ishida was tankful it was him. That guy was practically part of their inner circle of friends, they had to deal with him so often. He liked the man, though he was even more like Ichigo than Hisagi. Uryu remembered Abarai showing up at their school, pretending to be a student. He also remembered the hilarious 'misunderstanding' due to his and Ichigo's boyish altercation. That was a fun week...

'Yes. Yes, I most definitely know him.' Ishida fixed his glasses, hiding a small smile under the subterfuge of his hand, and turned to leave for the kitchen leaving Hisagi to wonder again at the human's elusive words.

Ishida's steps were calm, his expression impassive. He walked down the hallway, air entering his lungs breath by calming breath. Once he reached his destination, he let the door close softly behind him with a dull thud. In seconds his composure changed. His legs couldn't hold him anymore and he slumped against the white wood, his palms pressed firmly against the vertical hard surface.

His breath became laboured. He was panicking. His stared intently in front of him as if searching for another way out. His eyes paused briefly on the window but he dismissed the idea of jumping out as utterly idiotic. No. He was acting irrationally. There was no point in freaking out.

Ishida was a master at controlling his emotions, something he'd learned from his slab-of-ice-of-a-father. He swallowed loudly and moved to the counter, his hands preparing the tea mechanically while his mind listed the reasons why he was acting so uncharacteristically.

One, he was worried about why Shuhei Hisagi and Abarai Renji, two lieutenant class Soul Reapers, were present in Karakura Town. He was even more alarmed at his lack of knowledge since he hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary in the past few days.

Two, he certainly hadn't expected to be a host though he understood the reason why visiting Shinigami on missions or other errands resorted to seeking the help and cooperation of people who knew of their existence. Living was a hard thing to do, even harder if one had no idea how to blend in with the rest of society.

Three, he would have traded a leg for Renji to swap with Hisagi. Why? Oh, no reason. Just the fact that he'd had a major crush on the dark haired lieutenant ever since he'd laid eyes on him. That's all.

As he ran through the third and most powerful reason, Ishida felt a blush take over his cheeks and spread all the way down his neck. Fantastic. He didn't know why he was behaving like this. He hadn't had a single noteworthy conversation with the Shinigami but for some reason the mare sight of him had him swooning like some love-struck teenage girl. It was beyond frustrating.

Ishida hadn't even expected to ever meet him again which only made the current situation all the more dream-like. Suddenly he recoiled his hand with a hiss. He studied the fresh burn stretching across his middle fingertip with a critical eye. Another thing he learned from his father was a basic medical training, though this was a minor injury and didn't require any treatment. He sighed and resolved to do something about his distracted state of mind. It wasn't like he hoped to achieve anything by this love-struck attitude...He just couldn't help the way his heart began drumming up a concert when he found himself face to face with Shuhei out of the blue. Surely it was a temporary thing and after a good night's sleep he'll forget all about it...

Hisagi shifted his position from one side of the couch to the other but he couldn't quite get confortable. The furnishing was in European fashion and it was modern, while he was used to old-fashioned Eastern accommodations. At first the softness seemed great but after five minutes it became agonising... In the end he just stood up and moved to lean against the window sill. Ah, much better.

He studied the room more attentively, wondering what was taking Uryu so long. It was only tea after all... He contemplated going to see if there was some way in which he could help but then thought against it. It could be taken as a rudeness at the address of Uryu's capability as a host.

He wondered where Renji was staying but then, he guessed the answer to that question. Kisuke Urahara's shop surely. The guy had a thing for sleeping there, when he wasn't bothering Kurosaki. Then Hisagi wondered if he'd made a mistake coming to the Quincy. Didn't he have some sort of deep grudge against the Soul Reapers, and especially for the higher ups of Soul Society?

He thought back to everything he knew about Uryu Ishida. It wasn't much but he'd heard the story of how his grandfather died and about the Shinigami's involvement in the old man's death. Or rather their lack of involvement. Shuhei's eyes darkened. If there was one thing he hated with absolute certainty it was people who used others as stepping stones. The thought of sitting back while a Hollow killed a person, enemy or no, was appalling to him. He supposes a lot of the teachings instilled in him by his previous captain, Kaname Tosen, made him into the man he was. Even if he wanted, he could never stop following the path with least bloodshed.

Other than that, Ishida as a man was pretty much a stranger to him. Still, there was something about his character which made Hisagi like him instantly. It was also the reason why he found himself knocking on Ishida's door before he'd even realized it. Well in all honesty if he thought about it, Uryu was the only likable option for him.

Ichigo had a full house and frankly he was never confortable around children. Inoue was a girl and living in the same house as a woman didn't seem right to him. Yasutora...well he hadn't even considered of him. He knew the giant of a man even less than Ishida. And then there was Urahara...That guy was straight out a no no. Hisagi wasn't sure why but that man gave him the creeps. If Renji wanted to stay there fine, but he'd rather take a bench any time of the day.

Shuhei ran a hand through his spiky hair. His mission was a joke. They've been getting reports of an increase in Hollow activity around the Karakura area but nothing big enough to require the dispatching of two lieutenant class Soul Reapers. Hell, Ishida hadn't even noticed anything out of the ordinary and he knew the human was a highly intuitive sort unlike Kurosaki. He suspected this was the work of Captain Ukitake.

Lately, due to the hectic mess left after Sosuke Aizen's betrayal, he'd been worked to the bone. The Winter Wars were over and they were still cleaning up the mess left behind. He didn't complain but the kindly Captain somehow knew how overworked he was because Rukia made frequent appearances to help him. Though she claimed she was there of her own volition Hisagi suspected her captain's involvement...Not that he minded a helping hand. Renji was probably there for more personal reasons or just to skip on work. He shook his head but a soft smile stretched his lips. The red-head had one heck of a character...

'Glad to see you're finding the place to your liking.' Shuhei looked up to see Uryu approaching him with a trey and two cups of tea. He hadn't heard the archer at all and he couldn't help compering him to a cute black cat with sapphire eyes. He liked the image.

'It's nice. You live alone?'

'Yes.' Ishida didn't want to go into any detail about how much he hated the very presence of his father and the moment he had an opportunity he was out of the Ishida Manor without so much as a backwards glance. He liked having his own space. He liked his freedom.

'Thanks for the tea.' Hisagi took a sip and let the hot liquid trickle down his throat. There was nothing quite as calming as a hot cup of tea and he was surprised to find the taste of Ishida's concoction very agreeable. He was never a fussy person, except for his tea. Shuhei wasn't sure why but he was very picky when it came to tea. Ever since he was a young buck...Though if he was pressed for money he pretty much drank anything.

'You're welcome, but I have a question for you.' Shuhei had expected that. He'd expected an interrogation the moment he stepped in actually.

'Shoot.' Ishida had his back turned to the lieutenant.

'How long will you're mission last?' He still didn't know what said mission was but that could wait...

'Two weeks.' Hisagi didn't see the panic in Ishida's eyes.

Poor Uryu...Then again. Having a super sexy Shinigami sleeping under your roof hardly seems like the worst thing to go through. XD

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