Showing Off

It was the sound that woke him gently from a deep sleep. A wet sound that made him feel safe while at the same time turned his insides to jelly. Or was it the sensation? Something feathering against his belly, wet and soft. Nnoitra's face scrunched up and he grunted in his half sleep, reaching up and finding his thin fingers tangling in thick silky hair. A small smile twitched his lips and he hoped this wasn't a dream. Dreams didn't feel this good, right? Something soft and warm brushed against his thigh and a sigh of breath fanned against his navel before puffing against the skin below it and traveling slowly lower. Nnoitra made a quiet, appreciative sound in the back of his throat and struggled to wake more, the thick fog of sleep wanting to pull him under yet again.

When firm, warm fingers wrapped around the base of his erect cock Nnoitra sighed contentedly and tried to force his eyes open. The fingers squeezed gently before stroking upwards and before he could even groan at the feeling he was suddenly engulfed by wet, velvet heat. His breath shuddered out and he felt his hips twitch up. His head rolled back into the pillow it was resting on and his hand tightened it's hold on Shinji's hair. Nnoitra felt Shinji hum before pulling back with a soft pop and letting go of the stiff member. Nnoitra felt Shinji move, crawling up his body and placing a chaste kiss at the corner of his mouth. Nnoitra heard another pop and felt the bed shift, heard Shinji sigh before something slick grabbed his cock again. Nnoitra groaned when the head brushed against Shinji's ass and he finally managed to slit his eyes open, blinking up at Shinji as the blond smiled widely at him.

"Mornin'." Shinji said before lowering himself as slowly as he possibly could.

"Nnngh-ah fuck…." Nnoitra groaned and grabbed at Shinji's hips as the younger man slowly began to rock back and forth.

Nnoitra's thumbs pressed into Shinji's sharp hipbones and Shinji tossed his hair back over his shoulder with a flick of his head. Finally he lifted himself, shaking with the effort not to just fuck himself back to sleep while Nnoitra just lay there looking up at him with his mouth half open and his eyes barely half mast. Shinji dropped down and rose again, this time angling his hips and rotating them a bit before descending once more. Nnoitra's grip on his hips tightened and the larger man began to help in the process of lifting, trying to set the pace a little faster. Shinji acquiesced and let his head fall back as he thrust his hips forward and pulled back. One of his own hands found his aching arousal and he began to stroke himself as the other reached up to pull and pluck at a nipple. Nnoitra growled softly and bounced his hips, setting Shinji temporarily off balance and almost making him fall. Shinji dropped his hand from his nipple and reached below, cupping his sack as his other hand circled the head of his dick. Nnoitra's eyes flicked downward to see the show before rolling back into his head as he felt his orgasm approach. Shinji made a small whimpering sound and fell forward, catching himself with one hand in the middle of Nnoitra's chest.

"Sh-shit. Nnoi… nnff…."

Nnoitra dug his heels into the mattress and lifted his hips, pulling Shinji's flush with his own as a loud grunt escaped him and he came, pleased when he felt Shinji tighten around him and release against his belly at the same time. Panting, Shinji fell the rest of the way forward and tried to regain his composure as Nnoitra's softening cock slipped from him.

"Fuckin' hell." Nnoitra breathed, kissing the side of Shinji's head and trying to make his eyes stay open this time. "Can ya wake me up like that again tamorrow?"

Shinji giggled and shook his head. "No way."

"Bitch."

Shinji continued to giggle as he found the energy to move once again and he pushed himself up and off of Nnoitra, looking down at the prone man and letting his fingers run through the sticky and congealing mess he had made on Nnoitra's belly.

"Wanna shower first?" Shinji asked and Nnoitra grunted in reply.

"Time is it?"

"Five-thirty." Shinji replied instantly before jumping out of bed with far more energy than he should have had after something like that.

"The fuck you on?" Nnoitra grumbled as he sat up, knowing that if he didn't do so he'd fall right back to sleep and miss work.

"Happiness, stupid." Shinji said with a smile and Nnoitra rolled his eyes, realizing for the first time that he hadn't worn his bandana to bed last night.

"What're ya so happy 'bout at five-thirty?" Nnoitra asked with a yawn before pushing himself up and out of bed.

"I'm spendin' another day with my daughter." Shinji said, giggling again as he began to think about what to wear that day.

Nnoitra sneered and grunted again as he walked naked out of the bedroom and down the hallway to the bathroom. Oh yeah, he thought to himself. Blondie's got a kid now. Nnoitra didn't hear Shinji come in the bathroom behind him and found himself startled a bit when he turned around after turning on the tap. Shinji just smiled and lifted himself up on his tiptoes to plant a small kiss on Nnoitra's cheek.

"I'mma take her ta meet okaachan taday." Shinji said conversationally as he stepped into the searing heat and quickly turned the knob to cool it down a bit.

"Great." Nnoitra mumbled in an unenthusiastic tone as he too stepped into the shower.

By the time he was dressed and ready to leave the house he had heard more about the little brat than he wanted to but he couldn't get the image of Shinji's smiling face out of his head. Muttering darkly to himself he grabbed his jacket, kissed Shinji goodbye and left the house to walk the short distance to the station. Starrk had them working on a building that was nearly done and halfway across town so he was taking the train today. He was happy that he was early enough to miss the crowds so he could take up four seats to himself and stretch out his long legs. Nnoitra rested his head against the thick, cold window and closed his eyes as a little voice told him in a mocking tone that he was going to have to meet the kid eventually, whether he wanted to or not. He told the voice to shut the fuck up and pulled out his iPod, shoving the earbuds in his ears and drowning anything else the voice might have said out with music he wasn't listening to.

Shinji pulled up in front of his mother's house later that morning and looked in his rearview mirror at a sleeping Yayoi. She looked so pretty in her pale pink onesie and jade green cap that if he could have he would have kissed her right then and there. Instead he shut off the car and unbuckled himself, zipping his jacket up before opening his door and stepping out into the whipping wet wind. He was glad it wouldn't be a long walk to his mother's door and pulled Yayoi out of the backseat as quickly as he could before slamming the door shut and running as gently as he could to the front door. Predictably he found the door unlocked and he let himself in as he always did, setting Yayoi's carseat on the floor next to the couch.

"Okaachan?" Shinji called out, frowning when he didn't hear a response and wondering if his mother was in the basement.

Before he had a chance to go look Etta came walking down the hallway clad only in a thin robe and smiling to herself. Shinji cocked an eyebrow and rested a fist on his hip.

"I called fer ya." he said in a playful voice and Etta looked at him with wide eyes before smiling.

"Didn't hear ya. When'd ya get here?" she asked as she made her way to the kitchen. She was so very thirsty at that moment.

"Just now.." Shinji said, looking back at the carseat that his mother had failed to notice on her way to the kitchen.

"Tea, Shin-chan?" Etta called out as she filled the pot with water and Shinji nodded, frowning at the darkened hallway. He could have sworn he'd seen something move there just now.

"Yeah. Hey, okaachan...?"

Shinji stopped, his frown deepening when he saw the movement again and the shadowy shape became a person. His first thought, as the only thing he could see at that point as a tanned stomach and a nice pair of jeans -the man was pulling his shirt over his head at the time- was that Isshin looked more in shape for his age than Shinji would have thought. His thoughts after that however died a rather dramatic death when the white t-shirt was pulled over the head and long wavy brown hair greeted him instead of the short black spikes he was expecting. Shinji's mouth dropped open as his own honey colored eyes met surprised grey ones.

"Wh… what're you doin' here?" Shinji asked, barely finding his voice for his shock.

Broad shoulders rose and grey eyes looked away for a moment. A short but tense silence followed before Etta came back out of the kitchen and smiled warmly at the man before walking right up to him and wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his stubbly cheek. Shinji about choked on his own tongue at the sight and he only realized he was making a noise when his mother turned to him and gave him a strange look.

"Shin-chan. Ya okay?"

"Wh…wha…," Shinji took a deep breath. "What the fuck!"

Etta cocked her head to the side ad frowned. "What?" she asked in an innocent voice and Shinji wanted to scream.

He raised his arm to point an accusing finger at the brown haired man. "What the hell is he doin' here?"

"Who Starrk?" Etta asked before grinning mischievously.

Starrk cleared his throat and looked for all the word about as uncomfortable as a human could be in a situation like this. He hadn't wanted to be found out yet and certainly not by Etta's only son.

"YES!"

A soft cry broke out and Shinji turned, looking down at a now fussy Yayoi and cursed himself for yelling so loudly. But holy fuckin hell what was his mother doing with that man? Well, he had a pretty good idea what they had been doing but he shook himself and tried not to think about it. The bigger question was why.

Starrk cleared his throat and spoke softly to Etta but Shinji still heard his voice clear as day.

"My lunch break is over, Hirako-san. I have to get back to work now."

Etta giggled and Shinji could only imagine her wrapping her arms around him again and going in for another kiss. He closed his eyes and tried to block out the image.

"I toldja, call me Etta." she said in a soft voice and to Shinji's surprise he heard Starrk reply huskily, "Etta."

Etta giggled again and Shinji heard kissing, barely resisting the urge to plug his ears against the sounds like a child. Instead of paying them any mind, Shinji busied himself with unbuckling Yayoi from her seat and pulling her out, cradling her against his chest as he heard the front door open and close softly. He stood and turned to his mother, a deep frown on his face when he should have been smiling like an idiot and introducing his daughter to his mother.

"Shin-chan…."

"What about Isshin?" Shinji asked and was shocked to see his mother roll her eyes.

"That man…." Etta started before walking back to the kitchen to pour the tea. "He ain't never gonna just roll with things." she called out and Shinji's frown deepened.

"What?" he asked as he followed her.

Etta sighed, turning towards her son and leaning back against the counter. "He asked me ta marry him again." she said with a frown and Shinji's eyebrows disappeared beneath his bangs. Again? Shinji hadn't even been aware that Isshin had asked her once. "I keep tellin' him I don't wanna get married again and he just don't get it. I just…," She stopped and looked her son square in the eyes before continuing. "I just want someone ta be a companion, ya know? Someone ta play with, no strings er nothin' attached."

Shinji closed his eyes and wished his mother had not just told him she wanted a fuck buddy.

"Okaachan…." If he had known this would happen he would never have introduced the two.

"Who's this?" Etta asked, smiling at the tiny baby in Shinji's arms.

Shinji sighed and opened his eyes. Once Etta changed the subject there was no going back so he did his best to muster up a smile and feel as giddy as he did before the shock of what he had just seen.

"Okaachan, I want ya ta meet Yayoi. Yayoi Hirako." When Etta frowned and looked back up at him Shinji found his smile as he added, "My daughter."

Nnoitra looked up from his work and watched Starrk saunter into the worksite with a small grin. Nnoitra's eyebrow cocked as he was approached and he said without thinking, "The fuck? Ya look like ya just got laid."

Starrk gave him a lazy smile and nodded once before grabbing his clipboard off the cluttered table and flipping through a few pages. Nnoitra laughed and slapped Starrk's shoulder before walking around the table to grab up a power drill.

"Fuck. Didn't know ya were seein' nobody." he said and Starrk leveled his gaze with Nnoitra.

"It's not something I feel I need to broadcast, Nnoi-san."

"So who's the lucky bitch?" Nnoitra asked, pulling the trigger on the drill a few times and letting a maniacal grin split his face.

Starrk frowned. After what had happened afterwards he wasn't very keen on letting anyone else know about who he happened to be sleeping with at the moment.

"Just a beautiful woman who's decided to give me the time of day." he answered and Nnoitra sneered.

"Oh yeah? Well let me know before hand if yer gonna bring 'er home so I can get lost. I ain't listenin' to ya fuck a bitch all night long." Nnoitra replied before setting out to work again.

Starrk frowned at Nnoitra's choice of words but ultimately he shrugged it off and went back to work, thoughts of his early afternoon rendezvous dancing in his head.

Shinji had been sure that his mother was either going to scream or pass out so when the tears decided to pour first he smiled and answered all her watery questions as best he could. Yayoi had been ripped from his arms almost immediately and his arms felt empty without her there. Etta cooed and rocked the tiny baby, commenting between Shinji's story that she looked like a brunette version of Shinji when he was a baby. Shinji smiled at that and wondered if he even needed to ask her to bring out the old baby books. He'd get to show Yayoi the grandfather she'd never get to meet if Etta brought them out and Shinji wouldn't have minded seeing a picture of him and his father again either. It would be twenty years since his death that Summer.

"Where's her mama?" Etta asked and Shinji sighed.

"School. Okaachan, she's only sixteen."

Etta let go of Yayoi with one hand and covered her mouth a moment to stifle her shock.

"An' she's livin' on her own?" Etta asked and Shinji nodded.

"I wanna meet 'er." Etta said and Shinji smiled, knowing this would happen and wondering if Nana would be able to handle the meeting so soon after everything else. From what he had noticed Nana was a very solitary person and knowing his mother she would steamroll the poor girl.

"Soon." Shinji said, hoping to at least warn Nana about it first.

For the rest of the day Shinji and his mother took turns holding, feeding and changing Yayoi before it was time for him to take her back to her mother for the night. Etta insisted that Shinji bring Yayoi back the next day and Shinji kissed her cheek before leaving. Etta stood at the door waving until she couldn't see her son anymore before stepping back inside and hugging herself tightly. She had never thought she'd ever get to be a grandmother, had hoped that at least she'd get to play grandmother to Ichigo's children since he was like a son to her. With a sniffle Etta let out a joyful laugh, flinging her arms out to the sides and twirling a few times before stopping dead and deciding that she would paint her granddaughter a picture. Not bothering to put any clothes on, Etta ran down to the basement to get started.

Grimmjow stood the furthest he could from the back door and took another slow drag from his cigarette. Aizen was trying to push him into coming back to work, in the office instead of at home, before the year was out and every time Grimmjow refused he was loaded down with more paperwork to do. It was making life at home even harder and he found himself back full blown with old habits. So far he was getting away with things but even he wasn't stupid enough to believe Ichigo would never catch him at it. He wanted to stop, really he did, but then Aizen would ask him to return to the office and the process would start all over again. The kids were sleeping, the baby monitor was perched against the fence, volume turned up full blast and far enough away so that the smell wouldn't cling to the plastic.

Letting his mind wander, Grimmjow began to go over the conversation he had had with Ichigo the night before. Apparently Ichigo had run into an old classmate a while ago and he had finally decided to say something about it. By the way he had told Grimmjow it looked as though Ichigo had expected him to be mad at him but Grimmjow really couldn't find it in himself to be upset. They'd both been busy, what with work, the kids, and the move, so most of Grimmjow understood that things sort of slip your mind in a situation like that. The other part of him wanted to play with Ichigo just to see how much else he would spill about his past. Ichigo, like Grimmjow, had been pretty vague about his past, not that Ichigo was hiding anything. Grimmjow pounced on the opportunity to learn more.

"So… this the one ya fucked?" Grimmjow asked in a serious tone and fought hard to hide his grin when Ichigo choked on his rice.

"No!"

Blue eyebrows rose as Grimmjow regarded Ichigo. "It's'a legitimate question, ya know? Ya never talked about any other girl ya knew 'cept that one you…"

Ichigo raised his hand and cut across Grimmjow's words. "I've known Tatsuki longer than Shinji. We used to live near each other and we went to the same dojo when we were kids. We went to all the same schools too so she's just some girl I used to know."

"If she's just some girl why do I have to meet her?"

Ichigo snorted. "Because she wants to meet you and the kids and she's pushy as hell. She tracked me down at the clinic yesterday and reminded me that I promised to introduce you all."

Ichigo didn't look one bit happy about the impending meet and for some reason it intrigued Grimmjow. Now he actually wanted to meet this chick. He had dropped the subject after that but Ichigo had been a little tense for the rest of the night and had passed out on the couch early. That morning Ichigo had left early to work and Grimmjow had played with the kids, proud beyond anything he had ever felt before when Taichi made a valiant effort at crawling and managed to move himself almost 30 centimeters. Grimmjow had texted Ichigo immediately with the news but he hadn't heard anything back. Not that he had been expecting anything really. He knew how busy Ichigo was with his job.

After feeding all three kids and wiping them down along with the rest of the kitchen, he put them to bed and retreated to the backyard for his afternoon smoke break. Grimmjow shook his head and looked down at the half smoked thing in his hand He was so dead if Ichigo caught him, he thought to himself before taking one last drag and rubbing it out on the bottom of his shoe. He opened an empty coffee can and dropped the butt inside, closing the plastic lid before placing it deep inside a bush so no one could see it. Blowing all the air out of his lings a few times to make sure all the smoke was out, Grimmjow grabbed the baby monitor and walked back to the house to change and shower. He'd done more laundry and taken more showers in the past few months than some people did all year.

When he got back inside he checked his messages, showered and started a load of laundry before getting the kids up for a bottle and a teething cracker. Once they were all finished and wiped clean again he set them in the little play area in his office and buckled down to finish as much of his work as he could before Ichigo got home from work, hoping that he might be able to catch at least one more smoke break before then. Grimmjow rolled his eyes at his thoughts and shook his head. God he was such an idiot.

Two days later Shinji had finally decided to spill it to his employees why he was coming into work so late lately. With Yayoi cradled gently in his arms he stepped into Solid Gold not thinking that it was at all strange to be bringing a baby into a host club. It was Lisa that saw him first, a deep frown marring her brow as he smiled at her and took a seat at the bar.

"Where's Yumi and Tes?" Shinji asked and Lisa gestured to the left where the two men sat waiting for the start of their working day.

Shinji rose and walked over to the two and watched their expressions carefully. Both of them seemed surprised by the fact that he was holding a baby but neither one of them said anything and instead gave him the same curious look when he stopped in front of them. Yumi cocked an eyebrow and inclined his head.

"So is this the cute girl you've been seeing?" he asked and Shinji nodded.

"Yup. Her name's Yayoi."

Tesla leaned forward and smiled at the baby in Shinji's arms. "She's so cute and small." he observed.

"And my daughter." Shinji replied and chuckled when both men straightened and turned wide eyes to him. "Come ta my office and I'll tell ya all 'bout it."

Yumi and Tesla weren't just employees to him, but good friends so Shinji told them everything, leaving out his meltdown of course. It felt good to now have it out in the open to all the people he cared about. It felt good to show his child off to everyone he cherished. There was one person left on that list though and Shinji wasn't certain that it would go over as well as he hoped. Nnoitra had seemed far less than interested any time Shinji brought Yayoi up, even going so far as to change the subject abruptly and had even once offered to suck him off if he shut the hell up. Shinji had pouted and after an hour of the silent treatment Nnoitra had left for the night to stay at Starrk's. That had been the night before and the two of them hadn't spoken since. Shinji wasn't that worried about it, but it upset him the way Nnoitra was acting in regards to the situation.

Shinji looked at his watch and realized that it was time for him to leave if he was going to make it back to Nana's by the time she got home from school. He pressed Yayoi close to his chest as he stood to leave, saying his goodbyes to everyone as he made his way to the door. Tesla followed him, opening the door for him and clearing his throat just before Shinji stepped outside.

"Uhm, Shin-chan? I need to talk to you tomorrow if that's alright." Tesla said quietly and Shinji's brow furrowed.

"Sure, what about?" he asked.

Tesla gave him a small smile and replied simply, "Tomorrow." before walking away. Shinji frowned as he walked back to the underground parking where his car was parked and wondered what it was Tesla had to say to him.

"So, have you quit yet?" Takashiro asked Tesla when they met at their favorite love hotel later that night.

Tesla seemed to shrink a bit as he shook his head, knowing that the fact he hadn't said anything to Shinji about quitting would upset Takashiro. Takashiro bristled and took two steps forward, his hand lashing out and catching Tesla across the cheek. It wasn't hard enough to leave a mark this time but it was certainly hard enough to shock the smaller man. Tesla's hand rose to cover his face and he looked up into black eyes with wide hazel ones. Takashiro leaned forward, furious at Tesla, and spoke in a low and menacing voice.

"You little idiot. I think I'm being more than lenient with this situation. You tell him tomorrow or so help me I'll beat you black and blue. Do you understand me?"

Tesla nodded fervently and fought back tears. He didn't want to upset Takashiro but he also didn't want to quit the club. He liked working there and knew his leaving would bother not only Shinji but the business as well. He was, after all, the second most requested male there.

"Forgive me, Takashiro-sama. It's just that he's been so busy lately and…."

"I don't care!" Takashiro shouted and pushed Tesla down on the bed.

Tesla gulped and looked up at the portly man above him. "I promise. I will tell him tomorrow. No matter what." he said in a whispering voice and the man above him grinned.

"Of course you will. You love me, don't you?"

Tesla nodded and dropped his hand form his cheek. "Yes, Takashiro-sama. I love you."

A/N So~~~ Some interesting things happened here, ne? lol Couldn't help myself ;p Anyway, I'm not going ot say much about this chapter, I'll wait and see what you all have to say first. News: new Ichigo art over at the fanclub. This time I drew him from Solid Gold so please go check it out! Holiday cards are out and I'm pleased to say that I've even received some of yours! This is such a fun experience. If you wouldn't mind PMing me to let me know if you got yers that'd be awesome Duckies!

Anywho, I think that's it. Hoping to update again soon!

~Penny