Ahahahah! A new chapter is here again XD! This shall be of Renji's POV. This chapter will be about after Ichigo carried Renji home! XD
Ina: Hmmm...
Me: *rolls eyeballs*
Ina: Interesting
Chapter 3: The Call
"Renji... Renji... wake up..." Ichigo's spoke in a voice soft.
Renji's eyes fluttered opened. A shaky hand cupped onto one of his brother's cheek. His trembling fingers traced his older brother's lips, a quivering small smile curled upwards.
"I-Ichi...nii?" his voice was so soft. It was barely a whisper. Too soft as if he was at the verge of dying. He saw his older brother nod his head. "It's... good... to... see... you... again," Renji spoke once more with a louder voice. Ichigo clasped his hands with Renji's and brushed his lips against his knuckles.
"Don't leave me, Renji," Ichigo whispered, barely able to hold back his tears.
An eyebrow belonged to Renji shot upwards. "I'm not gonna die, you shithead!" Renji growled as he shot up abruptly, however his voice was still weak and barely audible. A shaky grin broke out from the younger boy's face. He wrapped his arms around Ichigo and crushed him into a tight hug. He was so happy to see his brother once more. He inhaled the scent, making absolutely sure that it was Ichigo. He had to make sure that this was not one of his pleasant dreams. He pulled back and glanced around.
"Where are we?" Renji muttered as he rubbed an eyelid. Ichigo let out a laugh as he intertwined his fingers with the other.
"Can't remember your own home?" Ichigo replied and planted a firm kiss on the forehead. He let out a laugh and ruffled the younger boy's hair. His smile widened as he gently brushed his cheek against on the other's head. "Seriously, they knocked you up that bad till you lose your memory?" Ichigo joked, hoping to ease the tension between them.
Renji scowled and pushed him away.
"I'm just joking!" Ichigo chided.
Renji rolled his eyeballs and limped towards the bathroom. He simply discarded the jacket, letting Ichigo a good view of his naked back. He slammed the door to the bathroom and slid against the door. He had forgotten about it until his older brother had to joke about it, bringing it up. He buried his face in his knees, silently crying alone. Even when he was alone, even when he knew that he was safe at home with Ichigo in the house, even when he knew that this mind was simply playing tricks, he could hear the mockeries and taunts ringing in his ears. He could feel hands roaming around his body. He could feel his already abused hole being stretched. It was haunting him. Those memories kept on haunting him. They were so persistent, as well. They would not let Renji a good night rest unless Ichigo was there, sleeping beside him, cuddling with him.
The bathroom was filled with sobs and cries of hurt and depression. He could still hear them. He could still feel them. He could feel being violated once again, even when he had calmed down. He rested his chin on top of his knees. Soon enough, his eyes fluttered close and went to sleep. However, his sleep was interrupted with Ichigo calling out his name and the loud banging on the door.
Renji jolted awake. He rubbed his eyelids before opening the door.
"Geez, you haven't bath? And I thought I could bake some cookies and buy some vanilla or strawberry ice-cream. Haishh, I shall eat them alone then. Seeing you so tired and such, have a good rest in the bathroom then," Ichigo said with false disappointment. The younger boy was up on his toes, ignoring the pain accumulated all over his body, ran to the shower, turned the tap on and stood under the cold water. Not bothering to acknowledge Ichigo's chuckle, he began to soap himself in a matter of seconds. While washing away the soap and shampoo of his head and body, he brushed his teeth. He wiped himself dry with a blue towel hanging on the door.
"My ice-cream? My cookies?" the younger boy asked innocently as he pushed the orange-haired brother to the kitchen. The towel hanging loosely around the waist. Ichigo kept on laughing all the way to the kitchen.
Renji grabbed an apron and slid it into Ichigo's slender body and commanded his brother to start baking. His stomach grumbled in agreement, making Ichigo laughed his ass off. As the older brother baked the cookies, the younger brother decided to damp his bruises with some medical oil. He bit his lower lip, enduring the pain upon his bruises came contact with the damped cotton wool. He winced here and there. His mind was filled with those gruesome scenes but soon enough, his mind swirled into the land of candies and ice-cream and cookies. Renji drooled at the thought of eating a huge pot of vanilla ice-cream all by himself.
After already applying oil to all his wounds, Renji wore a light blue pajamas of 'Thomas and Friends', his mind was still in his Lalalala Land. Call him childish but that cartoon was his favourite childhood show. The aroma smell of freshly-baked cookies filled the living room. Renji's stomach growled louder than before. He went to the kitchen as fast as his weak legs could carry him. He saw his older brother busying himself with washing away the used apparatus. An idea clicked in his mind and he grinned wickedly. When his eyes landed upon the huge white plate of freshly-baked cookies, he could not resist but had all those cookies all to himself. His wicked grin widened as he tip-toed towards the plate of cookies which seemed to be begging to be eaten, not wanting to alert his busy brother. He grabbed the plate, enduring the burn on the tips of his fingers. He bit his lower lip as his eyes constantly darted to the oblivious Ichigo. He tip-toed out of the kitchen with the plate of cookies. He continued to tip-toe to his bedroom. He locked the door, sat down and wolfed down the cookies. He licked the plate clean and his stomach demanded more. He tip-toed back to the kitchen, sighing in relief upon seeing his brother still busy with washing. He gently placed the plate down before walking to the living room. He let out a forced cough so as to get Ichigo's attention.
"Renji!"
Renji heard Ichigo scream. Renji let out a hearty laugh, dismissing the slight pain on his wounds.
"I haven't eaten a single cook! It's always like this! The one that cooked would never get a taste of his own cooking because an idiot went and munched all of them up! Geez, you're going to get fat, Renji! I'm not gonna bake cookies for you anymore. Hmph! Since you eat my share of cookies, I shall eat your share of ice-cream. Hah, take that!" Ichigo said as he crossed his arms. His scowl turned into a smirk.
"Ichi-nii! You can't do that!" Renji growled as he ran towards the kitchen, pushing Ichigo aside.
The redhead opened up the refrigerator, drooled at the sight of vanilla ice-cream. He grabbed the whole box of ice-cream, grabbed a bowl and a spoon. He scooped huge amounts of the ice-cream into his bowl. He sat on the couch at the living room, eating his ice-cream. He was in heaven when the first scoop of the vanilla ice-cream came contact with his aching tongue. When he swallowed the ice-cream, the burning sensation in his throat was gone, leaving a momentary chill.
Ichigo sat beside him and ate his ice-cream as well. The two brothers ate in silence. The room was silent if you ignored the greedy slurps coming from Renji. Renji had seconds of the ice-cream and was about to eat when the phone rang.
Ichigo was nowhere to be seen and he could hear the shower going on.
"Hello! This is Renji speaking! May I help you?," Renji chirped.
There was a short silence coming from the other end. He was about to hang up since he thought that it was some a prank when he heard the caller spoke.
"Umm... This is Grimmjow, Ichigo's sensei. May I speak to-"
Renji interrupted. "Ichi-nii? He's bathing right now. Would you like me to send a message for u, sensei?" Renji wasn't sure whether he had heard a squeak coming from Grimmjow-sensei.
"Umm... Yeah, that would be great. Please tell Ichigo that he was supposed to go for this writing competition and-"
"Writing competition?! May I take part as well?" Renji could not help but interrupt once again. He loved to write and since there was a writing competition, he just could not have the heart to miss such a good opportunity like this.
"Ummm... Is it okay if I come over to your place right now? Err... I can talk to you about this competition to both of you."
The boy wanted to reply when Ichigo pulled him into a crushing hug all of a sudden, making him squeak in shock. Ichigo pulled away and began to touch his bowl of ice-cream.
"Ichi-nii! Stop it, stop it! Stop touching it!" Renji growled upon seeing Ichigo poking his bowl of ice-cream with his spoon. He glared at Ichigo when he saw that smirk adorned on Ichigo's face.
"Aww... But it's bigger than mine! Change it with mine please?" Ichigo asked innocently as he gestured to his own small bowl of melting ice-cream.
"Ichi-nii! Sensei is on the phone! So keep your hands to yourself!" Renji screamed as he saw the spoonful of ice-cream dangerously close to Ichigo's lips. Ichigo dropped the spoon, eyebrows furrowed and frowned.
"Sensei! I'm sorry! You wanna speak to me?" Ichigo stole the phone from Renji.
Renji started to whine. "Ichi-nii! Gimme the phone! He was talking to me! Ichi-nii~!"
Ichigo kept on pushing him away with a small smirk graced on his lips.
Renji huffed and crossed his arms. He turned away with a pout, sat down on the couch and ate his ice-cream gloomily. When he heard the phone being placed down and heard his name being called, he ignored those annoying calls. When he felt Ichigo's lips on his forehead, he spun his head away. He heard his older brother apologized to him but still, he did not want to forgive him. That was until Ichigo grasped onto Renji's chin, tilted it and smashed his lips against his younger brother's lips.
Renji pushed away Ichigo whilst he gasped in horror and shock. "I-Ichi-nii?"
"Still mad at me?" Ichigo coolly replied, his lips too close to the other's lips. Renji shivered in fear.
"Ichi-nii?" Renji croaked out. Fear was evident in his voice.
"Yes, Renji-kun?" Ichigo breathed into his brother's ear, smirking at the light vibrations under his fingers. He leaned closer, stuck his tongue out and licked the shell of the ear. He sucked on the earlobe, his smirk widened at the delightful sound he heard.
Renji could barely contain himself. He felt so disgusted and dirty once more. But at least, he felt a bit comforted since Ichigo was here with him, doing those naughty stuffs to him and not that three fucked-up bastards. He covered his mouth to prevent himself from moaning out loud when his older brother sucked on that particular spot on his shoulder blade. He felt a wet kiss on the spot and stiffened when a hand cupped Junior Renji. He moaned so loudly.
Ichigo squeezed the hard shaft and wanted to move his hand but the doorbell rang. Ichigo furrowed his eyebrows in annoyance upon hearing the stupid bell. Renji instantly got up and walked towards the door. Anger began to rise upon seeing his beloved brother giving that adorable grin to someone other than him. He clenched his fists upon seeing that cute pout supporting on Renji's face.
Renji was quite delighted to know that someone was here. He was thankful to Grimmjow-sensei for disrupting the awkward yet awesome activity. He just could not stop that huge grin from forming. He was too grateful to Grimmjow-sensei. He came at the right time. He invited the teacher in. He could not remember why the teacher was here and decided to ask so he placed a hand on the man's shoulder and had that adorable grin (Ichigo's words) on. But soon enough, that grin disappeared as he removed his shaking hand away from the shoulder and took a few steps back, horrified and anxious. The teacher was sprouting the same look, the pedo smile, that Aizen had always put up...
Well ta-da! Sorry if this chapter is kind of suckish... and sorry for not updating sooner! Gomen!
Ina: Wait, so Ichigo develop a sick love for Renji and Renji returns the feeling?
Me: Well, yesh but Ichigo's brotherly love is way sicker than Renji's so yah. I think I'm gonna explain about Ichigo's love towards Renji and there would be GrimmRen moments there as well to make Ichigo jealous!
Ina: *rolls eyeballs* I would appreciate it if you guys stop reviewing her story. She's getting crazier by the day. Seriously, her room is filled with yaoi stuffs... *Shivers* Its scary.