Renji was feeling happy. He didn't know exactly why that warm feeling in his chest but since that day in the training grounds that the sun was shining brighter and the birds were singing louder. He was almost willing to go work every day and he didn't have to bath so often. The true was that the bounds between him and Kuchiki taicho were not broken like he feared in the last few weeks. And could it be that his taicho was curious about his scent? Na, Kuchiki taicho was just being metodic in his task, that's all, Renji assure himself. Well, he was glad that they still could try to be comrades. But Renji could have reveled his scent to a comrade. Ikkaku, Rukia, and probably all the Ryokas knew his scent. It was no big deal like he said, he could had just reveal it there, at the training grounds. Probably the captain of the 6th was not much of a traveller to the real world and would not recognize the scent, but at least he would sense it. Renji could have revealed it. But something inside…that stubbornness just didn't let him. If Kuchiki taicho liked teasing Renji, well…he let him, it felt so good to be teased by the older shinigami (maybe I'm crazy) but Renji liked to tease him back. And his taicho would probably be pissed by now. Renji just didn't know why he was enjoying this so much. Or why he was recently dreaming about himself lying naked under a sakura tree in a bed of sakura petals. But he was happy.

Byakuya had heard other shinigamis talk about that kind of place in the real world, but had never before seen it or smell it. He was at a loss. For him there was no point of going to the real world except for the missions. But since he returned from the real world that some strange will was forcing him to visit that place again, to smell that place again. Strange enough to get into his dreams and make him imagine being naked in the sand, warm breeze full of that scent caressing his body. To complicate his state of mind, Yamamoto had heard about the archives and the cataloguing of shinigami's scent, and was asking him a full report. And no, he didn't want to know what Yamamoto scent was. In fact he didn't want to feel another scent but Renji's. And the thought of that was not acceptable.

***
It was 10 o'clock when Renji arrived at the office that day. He had bankai practice early that morning and he was a little late for work.

" Ne taicho, already here, sorry."

"You're late", Byakuya stated without diverting his eyes from paperwork.

" Hee…geeze…that's what I just said. Ne, taicho, did you enjoy the trip to the real world? Rukia just call me and…", he stopped at a strange look in Byakuya face.

" I know its kind a secret of yours so I will omit it in the archives if this is your will."

" That's not the point! Why didn't you just ask me?" , the redhead burst out.

" I…you don't like to show it so... , I thought about knowing it the other way around. That way I just have the reference if you allow me to publish it, and you don't need to expose yourself."

" I wouldn't mind revealing it to you. You're my taicho, I trust you my existence, so shouldn't I trust you my scent?"

Byakuya seemed to take Renji's words slowly. The time stretched, Byakuya got up from the desk and looked at the window before stating without looking Renji:

" I almost killed you. I know your secret without asking you. You shouldn't trust me that much."

At that Renji almost run forward to embrace Byakuya, but his feet were stuck like glue on the office floor, and all he could do was smile like mad and say to himself that the feeling was only some disturbed notion that his captain had somehow apologize to him, in a very rare (did I mention very rare) taicho's moment. Kira would have said later that the fact Renji didn´t start running towards Kuchiki taicho had been a very good thing indeed or otherwise Renji would have fall out of the window. When Renji regain his articulation capacities again he use them to shock back Byakuya.

" Do you trust me taicho?"

The older shinigami looked back at Renji, eyes wide open.

"Yes, of course, what kind of nonsense is that?"

" Then come with me and I'll just show you. Don't fight."

After shumpo to the near division chambers, Byakuya was already regretting the decision.

" What is this Renji and why am I here?"

" Xee, you really don't know your division. These are the soldiers' chambers. And this is my chamber to be exact."

" I know what these are. Why am I here?"

" Office is not very private. And I know you like privacy. Anyway, I decided to show you my scent and at the office someone else could have sense it. I couldn't risk that."

Byakuya raised an eyebrow in disbelief. Then, an ever so slight smile

" I know, I know, you can also be the snake"

" Now you're getting the point taicho, Renji grinned, "So trust me. Don't fight", and Renji brought his neck near Byakuya's face " Can you feel it?"

"Yes I…Renji what are you doing?" Renji put an arm around Byakuya's waist and pulled him closer.

" You said you trust me. Smell closer."

Byakuya started to smell Renji's neck, the smell of sea, wind and August were just there, lingering onto his senses, making Byakuya inhale deep breaths, wanting to consume even more of that powerful, delightful scent. The scent of his passion. He wondered…and he was sure…he licked the skin…salty just as he thought it would be…he savoured Renji's neck skin and when he felt hungry he just started biting, licking and losing control of his senses. He started earring Renji's moans. Renji's voice…moaning…Byakuya's heart just skip one beat. The redhead tightened the grip on his captain waist, pulling him closer. Byakuya's hands started to wonder in the other chest, feeling the tone muscles there…I'm in paradise he thought.
Renji inhaled deep Byakuya's flower scent and suddenly he was under the sakura tree of his dreams, he felt relaxed and could almost hear the music. He felt a shiver down his spine when the black hair shinigami tasted his neck. He was just floating in the air with the sakura petals, he was feeling free.

" Taicho…hum…taicho…"

" Yes Ren…ji?"

" W-would you…(moan) …hum…sing for me?" (stupid question, wrong time dumbass)

" What do you…(lick)… want me to sing?"

" Hum…ah taicho…hum…jazz..."

Renji's hands found their way inside Byakuya's hakama to rest on silk shouders. Renji slided the hakama so more skin could be exposed. He dived in Byakuya's neck, completely absorbing the petal scent, biting strong, tasting the sweetness there. Renji couldn't help notice that Byakuya skin was sweeter than tayaki. Byakuya hissed at the biting and started to sing in a husky voice. The said voice was soft, and soothing, and sad, and lovely, and sexy, just as Renji dreamed, or better, the voice was super sexy and… I'm on paradise the redhead thought. Byakuya could feel Renji hardening at each word he song. He hadn't sung to a soul in a very long long time. And no one has ever get turned on by his voice. Well at least not until now, Byakuya mused. But the smile left his face for a moment when Renji whispered in his ear

" Byakuya…"

At that the Kuchiki heir realized that he didn't need songs. That simple word, his name, spoken in that husky voice of his fukutaicho was the missing droplet carried by the wind to do the trick. Because now he was completely turned on and he was pleading to get lost in a burning paradise hell.