Turning a New Leaf
Nnoitra groaned and squeezed the body pressed against his chest tighter, blinking both eyes open and squinting at the dark room. He had no idea what time it was, knew that he should probably be moving around anyway, but a certain need was making itself known. Burying his nose in the soft blond hair before him he smirked and rolled his hips forward, rubbing his morning arousal into the small of Shinji's back. Shinji mumbled something in his sleep and pressed his face further into his pillow. Nnoitra grinned and did it again, pushing harder and making Shinji roll forward just a bit. He sat up a bit and leaned over, seeing Shinji's brow pucker and his mouth turn down in a frown. Snickering, he moved his arm, wrapping it more firmly around Shinji's chest and digging his fingers in Shinji's ribcage.
"Ya wanna die?" Shinji's sleep rough voice asked.
Nnoitra chuckled and bit lightly at the top of Shinji's ear. "Try it, Blondie."
He removed his arm from the slightly crushing embrace and trailed his long rough fingers down Shinji's chest, brushing the little metal bars in his nipples. Shinji's brow furrowed deeper and blunt teeth sank into a plump lower lip. Nnoitra circled his middle finger around Shinji's navel and his grin grew when the blond shivered.
"Early…." Shinji whined but made no move to get away.
"Shut up and take it." Nnoitra chuckled low, once again pressing his erection into Shinji's lower back.
His hand moved lower, fingers spreading and brushing through short blond pubic hair. Shinji made a small noise that had Nnoitra licking his lips as his hand covered the blonds' sex. He cupped it and pressed the heel of his hand to the middle, his fingers searching lower to fondle Shinji's testicles. He rolled them gently before reaching further between Shinji's legs and was pleased when thin milky thighs opened for him. Heel of hand putting pressure on the base of Shinji's cock, his middle finger teased his entrance, rubbing and circling but not yet entering. Shinji's breath caught and he opened his legs further, bending his knee and resting his foot on Nnoitra's thigh behind him. Nnoitra once again sank his teeth into the top of Shinji's ear, this time biting harder and pulling. Shinji released his lip and gasped, pressing his ass back and into the almost invading finger.
"If yer gonna do it, do it." Shinji whined again, arching his back and trying to force Nnoitra to press inside him.
Nnoitra's tongue curled along the shell of Shinji's ear and he spoke quietly to him. "I love it when yer all bossy in the mornin'." he said before shoving the entire length of his finger inside the younger man.
Shinji's head fell back onto Nnoitra's shoulder and he once again bit down on his lower lip, the fingers on the hand in front of him curling and tightening in the sheets. He bowed his back and tried to stop himself from bucking his hips, only half successful in his attempt. Nnoitra pulled his finger out and pressed it in again, his mouth now searching Shinji's neck, his tongue mapping the expanse of pale skin. He moved slowly, finger pressing, cock pushing and grinding. Shinji's hips rolled and a soft panting whine could be heard over the rustling of the sheets as they moved. Shinji, finally losing the battle with his patience, reached behind him and grabbed a fist full of Nnoitra's hair, pulling as his back arched and his hips pressed hard against his.
Nnoitra pulled his hand away and let his fingers glide over the inside of Shinji's thigh, gently pushing him open wider. When they reached a bony knee he cupped the underside and lifted the leg, bending it further and positioning himself to take the blond. Nnoitra shifted and moved his other arm under Shinji to stroke him as he pressed the head of his cock to his twitching and eager hole. Shinji pulled again on Nnoitra's hair and licked his lips in anticipation. As a long tongue glided up over the muscles of Shinji's neck Nnoitra tilted his hips and slid home, slow and deep. Shinji made a squeaking sound before gasping and groaning.
"Mmn-ah."
Nnoitra's eyes rolled and he bit down as he pulled almost all the way out of Shinji before snapping his hips forward. Shinji moved his hips, into and away from the cock impaling him. Nnoitra's hand squeezed Shinji's cock as he began to move faster, his teeth now scraping the delicate skin before him.
"Ah, shit…. Nnoi…."
Nnoitra groaned and lifted Shinji's leg further, his fingers curling around Shinji's testicles and lifting them; massaging them. Shinji opened and closed his fingers in Nnoitra's hair, catching and pulling individual strands as he did so. Nnoitra grunted against the pain and bit Shinji's shoulder, lifting Shinji's leg even further so that his thigh was almost touching his side. He slammed his hips forward, squeezing his eyes shut against the pleasure and doing his best to hold out for as long as he could. That was until Shinji clamped around him like a vise.
"Fuck." he grunted, trying to still his hips and only barely succeeding.
Shinji whined and moaned, once again pressing his face into the pillow as he came, simultaneously milking a sympathetic reaction from the man behind him. Panting and trembling, Shinji's body tensed as Nnoitra pulled out of him and kissed the side of his face.
"Yer gonna pull my dick off one'a these days." he muttered and Shinji snorted.
"Serves ya right." he said with a smile.
"Bitch." Nnoitra said with little heat as he kissed Shinji yet again, this time lingering.
Shinji cooed and cuddled closer to the warm body behind him, his eyes still closed. He was drifting back to sleep and wasn't the least bit inclined to stop himself.
"Time is it?" Nnoitra asked and Shinji grunted.
"Don't care. Shut up."
Nnoitra poked Shinji hard in the ribs and chuckled when the blond slapped blindly behind him, missing Nnoitra completely.
"Time?"
"Roll over and check yerself asshole."
Nnoitra kept poking and Shinji finally sat up, slapping his shoulder as hard as he could. Huffing out a sigh as the larger man laughed at him, he looked over his shoulder and read the time before throwing himself back on the bed.
"It's five thirty now shut up."
Nnoitra snorted and sat up, stretching and yawing. "Grumpy bitch."
He stood up and grabbed his clothes before bending over the side of the bed and grabbing Shinji's chin, forcing him to roll over again and face him. He pressed his lips lightly to Shinji's and kissed him softly before pulling back and grinning.
"Gonna grab a shower and head out." he whispered and Shinji nodded, reaching up and circling his arms around Nnoitra's neck.
"Fine. Leave."
Nnoitra kissed him again and whispered against his lips. "Love you."
Shinji felt his heart lurch to a stop in his chest before speeding up. He swallowed and nodded, closing his eyes and pulling Nnoitra closer for another kiss.
"Love you." he said thickly and let his arms drop to the bed as Nnoitra stood and left the room.
He wondered briefly if saying those words would ever not be scary before he rolled over and curled his body, bringing his knees to his chest and closing his eyes. By the time Nnoitra was done with his shower Shinji was fast asleep once more, his body still curled in the fetal position. Nnoitra walked back in the room and looked down at him, a small and almost tender smile on his face. He'd never willingly show that smile to anyone but since Shinji was sleeping he figured it was alright. He bent low once more and brushed Shinji's bangs off his forehead, pressing his lips briefly before standing and leaving the room. If he stayed any longer it'd be too tempting to crawl back in that bed and never leave again.
Ichigo grabbed his bento and walked to the small covered garden the hospital offered it's patients as an outdoor rest area during the rainy season. He was meeting Tatsuki soon and had wanted to be early but his last patient had asked a million and five completely stupid questions and he found himself running at least fifteen minutes later than he had planned. Tatsuki was sitting at a bench, black spiky hair in complete disarray as usual, sending him a cocked eyebrow with a tiny smile.
"Are you ever on time for anything?" she asked as he sat across from her.
"Shut up." he said, bringing up a feeling of nostalgia greater than moments before.
Tatsuki sighed and leaned back a bit, crossing her arms over her chest. "So what the hell have you been up to anyway, besides becoming a doctor?"
He had been thinking about how much to tell Tatsuki, obviously he wasn't going to tell her everything. He started out talking about how he had immediately gone to university and worked part time with Shinji. He mentioned that he met someone during school and was happily in love with them. Predictably he blushed as he spoke, his thoughts going to the night before when he and Grimmjow had gotten enough quiet from the kids to spend the evening locked in each others' arms. It distracted him enough to trail off in his speech and Tatsuki slapped his shoulder to wake him from his trance.
"Uh…." he started again, clearing his throat and looking away.
"So what's her name?" Tatsuki asked, laughing and cocking her head to the side as she regarded him.
She would be the first of his friends from high school, besides Shinji of course, to find out that he was with a man. He took a deep breath and reached into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and opening it. He'd have to do this some day, he supposed, might as well get it over with. He pulled out a small photo and handed it to Tatsuki, watching apprehensively for her reaction. The photo was of him and Grimmjow, Grimmjow's arm around Ichigo's shoulders and the both of them smiling widely. It was a fairly old picture, taken almost three years ago now on a trip he, Grimmjow, Shinji and Nnoitra had gone on to Hokkaido, but it was one of his favorite. She looked at it for a while, a frown on her face as she did so, before she looked up at him.
"This is a guy." she commented, waving the picture in her hand.
Ichigo cleared his throat again and nodded. "His name is Grimmjow and we've been together for over four years now." he replied, his voice quiet as he spoke. Just because he was telling Tatsuki didn't mean he wanted the whole hospital to know. It was still a rather delicate subject for most people and as much as he loved Grimmjow he wasn't going to jeopardize his job and out himself.
"You're seeing a guy?" she asked incredulously.
"No Tatsuki, I lied." he rolled his eyes and looked away, covering his discomfort with sarcasm.
She pursed her lips and looked back at the picture, brows furrowing at it before she handed it back to him. Ichigo held his breath, waiting for her to say something, anything.
"You two look good together. Why are you freaking out?"
Ichigo let out the breath he was holding and Tatsuki laughed at him, her smile wide and her head shaking.
"Geez, you never change do you?" she added as he took the picture away from her and returned it to his wallet.
"Shut up. That's not something I go around shouting out all over the place okay?"
"Idiot. You fall in love with who you fall in love with. You can't change that."
Now was the bigger surprise he supposed. He pulled out a second picture and handed it to Tatsuki without a word, just watching her reaction. Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open at what she saw and she looked up at him with a quizzical expression.
"What…?"
"Those… those are our kids." he said, his voice even quieter. He leaned forward and pointed to one of the blue haired boys. "This is Sorin. That's Taichi and this one here is Tomoe."
Tatsuki seemed to be speechless, though he had sort of been expecting that. He bit his lip and looked away, clearing his throat yet again.
"Yuzu offered to be a surrogate for us and Grimm and I decided it was a good idea." he spoke, rolling his eyes at the lame explanation.
Tatsuki looked up at him and lowered the picture. "Whoa."
"Whoa?"
"Yeah, whoa." she nodded, at a complete loss for words.
Ichigo rubbed the back of his neck and fought to fill the silence. "Uhm… they're just barely five months now, that picture's kinda old. They're all way bigger now. Though," he laughed as he pictured all three of his kids together. "I think Sorin's probably bigger than Tai or Tomo. Kid eats like a horse."
Tatsuki shook her head slowly as she tried to take it all in. "Wow. You sure grew up, didn't you?" she asked rhetorically. "All I've been doing since high school is kicking ass."
Ichigo shrugged and blew out another breath he hadn't realized he was holding. At least she wasn't freaking out on him about what he was telling her. Tatsuki shook her head again and handed him back the picture.
"I want to meet them." she said, a smile morphing her otherwise hard features.
Ichigo paled slightly, Shinji's words the day before coming back to him. He hadn't even told Grimmjow he was meeting Tatsuki today and wasn't sure how the man would react. It could really go one of two ways. Either Grimmjow would jump on the opportunity to possibly embarrass Ichigo, one of his favorite pastimes, or he would be upset, very upset, that Ichigo hadn't told him about this in the first place.
"Uh… well…." Damn, he couldn't think up an excuse fast enough.
"C'mon! You can't just throw all that at me and not let me meet them. We've known each other forever!"
"Yeah, but…."
"Fine, I'll follow you home and wait outside to meet them." she grinned. "I know what they look like now."
"No!" Ichigo sighed and lowered his head. "Fine, I'll see what I can do, okay?"
Tatsuki threw her head back and laughed, patting Ichigo's shoulder as she stood and stretched out her limbs. "Okay, Doctor Kurosaki. I've got to meet Orihime in five so call me and we'll all get together. And it had better be soon."
Ichigo frowned up at her. "Orihime?" he asked, not able to place a face with the name.
Tatsuki rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Man, you really do never change."
Scowling now Ichigo stood and looked down at her. "Wait…," he said, wracking his brain for a moment. "Isn't she…?"
Tatsuki punched his shoulder. "She used to sit near you in class you idiot. She married Uryuu Ishida…."
"Her?"
He suddenly remembered a while back running into the young woman with ridiculously large breasts and her even introducing herself to him. Tatsuki continued to laugh at him, shaking her head at his poor memory when it came to names and faces.
"I can't believe Ishida got someone that looks like her." he shook his head.
"Hey, he's not that bad a guy and he treats Orihime like a queen." she looked at her watch and sighed. "Okay, call me jerk. I want to meet your family."
"Yeah, yeah." he waved her off and sat heavily back on the bench behind him.
That had gone much more smoothly than he had hoped it would. He shook himself and pushed the thoughts of telling Grimmjow about this out of his head as he opened his bento and dug in. He still had half a shift ahead of him and it wouldn't do to be distracted.
Shinji slouched in the chair in the waiting room as he waited for Kisuke's last client to finish up. He had gotten to the office early that day, not sure why, and ended up having to wait for over an hour. He cursed his stupidity and yawned stretching his arms above his head. He let his head fall back against the back of the chair and was just closing his eyes when the door to the office opened and Kisuke led a teary eyed woman out into the waiting room.
"You just keep working on those breathing exercises and I think you'll be a lot better off, okay?" Kisuke said with a bright smile and the woman nodded her assent.
Shinji stood and shoved his hands in his pockets, waiting for the woman to leave so that he could enter the room and speak with the older blond. He was sure he was going to be told things he didn't want to hear today, but he wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible. Kisuke smiled and waved him in, shutting the door with a soft click behind him. He had been eager to hear how things had gone with Shinji and Nnoitra, the last thing he heard having been the distraught blond in the middle of a nervous breakdown.
"Sit, sit. I take it you have a lot to say today." he said eagerly, clasping his hands together in front of him as he too took a seat.
"Yeah. I guess I have a lot to tell ya." Shinji started, slumping onto the soft plush couch.
He started with telling Kisuke about how he had sat in front of Nnoitra's apartment for over and hour, thoughts of the other man having run off yet again darkening and congealing in his mind. He recalled the moment and rush of relief when Nnoitra had finally shown up, then the awkwardness of deciding how to react to the other man. He recounted the fight, the words thrown back and forth between the men and finally the screamed words of love. The shock. The fear. The happiness. Shinji gave a small smile to the carpeted floor and reached inside the collar of his shirt, pulling the necklace Nnoitra had made for him out by his thumb.
"Oh, that's nice." Kisuke said, reserving further comment until Shinji was finished.
"So yeah, I guess we've decided to kinda start over. Er, pick up where we left off anyway." Shinji said quietly, leaning back and frowning.
"And how does that make you feel?" Kisuke asked with a smile, knowing his comment would make the other blond smile as well.
True to form, Shinji smirked and shook his head. "Makes me feel…," he sighed and closed his eyes, running his hands over his face. He knew he couldn't lie to Kisuke, shouldn't even try anymore with how easily the other man could read people. "I feel apprehensive. Scared. Happy. Angry with myself." He stopped trying to give names to all the emotions he felt and closed his eyes.
"Why?"
Shinji took a deep breath and sat up straight. "There's so much I don't know how ta tell 'im."
Kisuke nodded his head and looked Shinji directly in the eyes. "You're looking for an excuse not to tell him, aren't you?"
Bingo.
"No." Shinji said flatly and Kisuke only smiled. "Fine. Yes, I don't wanna tell 'im. Who'd wanna say that though? Who'd want ta be like, 'Oh hey, while ya were gone I fucked over a hundred guys, did a ton of porn, downed God knows how many pills and who knows what else Szayel gave me and almost died!' No thanks."
"Don't you think he deserves to know everything? It's not a small thing you went through Shinji."
Shinji crossed his arms over his chest and scowled. "Yeah well he ain't told me what happened ta him. He ain't said a goddamned word 'bout where he's been or what he did. Or why it took so fuckin' long ta come home."
"Have you asked?"
Shinji's scowl deepened and he refused to answer. He had wanted to ask, but hadn't wanted to break the serene little bubble that had appeared around them. It would be nice if they could just forget everything and not rehash the past, but Shinji knew that one day it was going to come out. The longer he put it off the harder it would be to explain everything. Kisuke watched with rapt attention as Shinji's brain worked, happy that he never really had to say too much for this young man to get what was needed.
Shinji groaned and dropped his hands to his side. "Ya know, it ain't fair life's so hard." he complained.
Kisuke smiled and chuckled. "Like I said, if life was easy I'd be out of a job."
Kisuke reached for a small cup of water and took a sip, the whole time keeping his watchful gaze on Shinji.
"It's up to you whether or not you say anything, you know that. But think about how you feel about not knowing what Nnoitra's been through. You want to know, right? And you want him to come to you on his own and tell you." Shinji nodded slowly. "It is my suggestion you not put this off. The longer you wait the harder it will be."
Kisuke sat forward, his face growing serious and making Shinji's stomach do flip flops.
"He deserves to know either way, Shinji. What happened to you, what you did, while he was gone, wasn't some little thing. I suggest not letting him find this out on his own."
Shinji's heart sank at the words he knew to be true and he nodded sullenly. "I know." he said quietly, folding his arms over his stomach. "I know."
Nnoitra followed Starrk back to his tiny apartment and inside, throwing himself on one of the bowed out couches the man would most likely never get rid of. Starrk reached in his pocket and pulled out a small rolled joint and a silver lighter. Nnoitra sneered and shook his head when the joint was raised in his direction in offering.
"Ya know I don't do that shit." he said as Starrk lit up and took deep pull.
"It's polite to offer, Nnoi-san." Starrk replied quietly as he too took a seat.
Nnoitra snorted again and hoped he wouldn't leave with another contact high. He didn't mind pot so much, but he didn't like it fucking with his head.
"So what did you want to talk about, Nnoi-san?" Starrk asked as he exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
"I'm gonna be missin' some days. Got work fer Aizen again." he said, leaning back and sighing.
"Not leaving again are you?" Starrk asked in an almost bored tone.
Nnoitra shook his head. "Naw, gotta find a dude that supposed ta be here about."
Starrk nodded and took another drag. "Alright then. You got a job waiting for you. You always will."
"Thanks man."
Nnoitra hadn't really been worried about his job at all, but for some reason he felt the need to tell Starrk that he wasn't going to be around as much as he probably should be at this point, considering he had just started the job back up. His relationship with the older man was as close as he could figure a father son relationship would be. A normal one anyway. Starrk had always been there with advice but had never expected anyone to take it. He just figured that he'd have his say and let others do as they pleased. Either they'd listen to him or not, but at least he had told them what he thought.
"You make up with the blond yet?" Starrk asked around another inhale of smoke.
Nnoitra grinned and nodded, thinking of that morning. "Yeah. Got 'im back on my good side."
Starrk smirked and exhaled. "That's good. You were much happier when you two were together. It's nice to see you happy. Didn't happen often enough in the past."
Nnoitra nodded, a sneer on his lips, and looked away. "Yeah well, I gotta hit a bathhouse and change my clothes b'fore I see 'im again cuz 'a you." Nnoitra stood and bumped a quick fist with Starrk as he walked to the door.
"Will you be in tomorrow?" Starrk asked with a yawn as Nnoitra reached for the door knob.
"Naw, I'm scoutin' a few places tamorrow. Wanna get this shit done and over with."
Starrk nodded. "Alright then. See you when I see you then."
Nnoitra left the room and took a deep breath of fresh air, glad that his head only spun a little. Whatever kind of contact high he had gotten it would be long gone by the time be got home. He was half way to the bath house when his cell phone rang and he pulled it out of his back pocket, grinning when he saw who it was.
"Yo, Grimm. What's up?"
"You wanted to get in touch with Nakeem, right? Well I had Edrad give me his number." Grimmjow said before pulling the phone away to yell at one of the cats. "Get the fuck off the bookshelf idiot!"
"Oh yeah. Text me that shit. He still livin' in Osaka?"
Grimmjow grunted and Nnoitra heard the muted cry of a baby in the background. "Yeah. Fuck, gotta go. I'll send it after I change Tai, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah."
Nnoitra shoved his phone back in his pocket and continued to walk. Nakeem had ties with some factions of the Triad and might have some valuable information on where Longwei was hiding out at. The sooner he found the asshole the sooner he could get on with his life.
A/N So I took forever getting something for this one out and I really don't have any excuse. Storm said I cold blame her though , so I will :D I'd like to post a couple more chapters of this before getting back to TF and hopefully I can manage it. I've made some rather dramatic changes to my original idea for this fic, but the general plot is staying the same. I'll just be adding in more drama. YAY DRAMA. Thanks to all those that joined me on livestream today for the majority of this chapter and I'm just happy to be able to post. I hope everyone likes it :D:D Reviews? comments?
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