Auther's Note: I know, it's fast-paced and there is potential for more, but I want to keep the rest to the reader's imagination. This was originally supposed to be a oneshot anywayz, so... I'm leaving it the way it is.

It was fun to write, no matter how short-lasting the writing actually was. Anywayz, yeah. I hope I didn't forget any details I wanted to mention in this short story...

Chapter Two: Suspicion

Taking deep breaths, Renji stood in the middle of the battlefield, still shocked about what just happened. His body was covered in dirt and sweat and messy red locks of hair clang to his forehead. His shihakushou was ripped, countless wounds adorning his body, blood seeping through.

But despite his condition, the redhead was euphoric. As he stared down at the corpse of his former Taichou, he has completely lost it as he started laughing, laughing crazily, his heart out.

He did it. He avenged Rukia.

He actually did it.

Renji no longer cared what happened now. If he got executed, then so be it. He would only be following his childhood friend in her footsteps. If he got praise for killing off Ichigo Kurosaki, then it was even better.

All he knew was... He was finally strong enough to take on many. His goal has been accomplished. His Bankai was perfect... And it triumphed over Kuchiki Byakuya's.

Dropping his precious Zabimaru to the ground, Renji reached his hand to the sky, to the bright moon. Grinning, he clenched his hand in a tightest of fists, bringing it to his forehead.

The smell of victory and a completed goal was amazing...

Stirring, Renji woke up to the hand that was caressing his neck and body. He could feel all of the power coursing through him, he could feel Zabimaru...or rather, he now understood what that strange feeling for the entire month was. The redhead was finally back.

Blinking a few times, he witnessed Shuuhei by his side, his eyes glazed with worry and tiredness.

"...Sempai..." Abarai raised his hand to Hisagi's cheek, which the brunet grasped in his arm.

"...I was worried sick. You haven't woken up for two days..." Shuuhei said, watching Renji sit up, cupping his face.

"...Sorry for making you wait."

"Idiot! This is not funny..." and the redhead covered Shuuhei's mouth in a deep kiss.

The kiss was fierce and savage, with teeth clashing and nipping, tongues battling and rubbing against each other, hands holding unto each other, wrapped around tightly, for dear life. It was bliss in its best form.

"...Gods..." Shuuhei whispered against Renji's lips, kissing him over and over again in a needy fashion, "I missed this so much..."

Renji smirked, his wandering arm traveling down Shuuhei's body, squeezing at his ass, "...Hell yeah, me too..."

Shuuhei stopped kissing Renji, glaring at him, "Yeah, sure you did... Having an arm wrapped around a woman."

Renji laughed, slapping Shuuhei's ass, watching the other tense, "And whose idea was that to save me by wiping my memory off, huh?" Abarai kissed the brunet's forehead, "...stop feeling jealous over nothing."

"Oh, but I'm queer. Of course I would be jealous," they both snickered at that and Hisagi continued, "I admit, that was really not my brightest idea, but... Dammit, I didn't think it would result in you-ngh!" Renji leaned forward and nipped on Shuuhei's neck to cut his speech short.

"Seriously..? Do I look like the type who would pass up a chance for sex or a relationship when without memories?"

Shuuhei smiled embarrassingly at that, "...yeah, you're right. Maybe I should have just left you there, really..."

"Well, that was the idea, but..." Renji traced the 69 tattoo on Shuuhei's cheek, smiling tenderly, "...I'm glad you are such a jealous dumbass," he kissed the brunet's lips, "...Thanks for coming back to me."

Hisagi shook head, "...don't thank me for messing up so pathetically," he wrapped his arms around the redhead's neck, getting on his lap, legs on either side of Renji's thighs, "...but you must still feel something for...whatever her name was…" the brunet, traces the tattoos on Renji's forehead, "And seriously... Andy?" Shuuhei raised an eyebrow.

Abarai burst in a fit of laughter, holding Hisagi's hips, running hands up and down his legs, "...are you kidding me? You think I'm the type to choose a fucking month of a lie over you?"

"...well, maybe you fell in love with her? Why not?"

"Like fuck..." Renji frowned, his hand traveling over Shuuhei's body, "...There is no way I would choose anyone over you. I thought you knew that."

"Yeah, because I'm that special, it seems..." and Hisagi kissed Renji's lips, receiving a "you are to me"-look.

"As for 'Andy'," Renji smirked, "...Remember the 9th seat in my Division? He's Andy...and his ass is top notch."

Looking at Renji for a second, Shuuhei sighed, "...there is no 'Andy' in your Division, especially not him... Though I agree, his ass looks fucking great."

"I know, right?" Abarai grinned, watching Shuuhei smile a bit, "...just look at you, getting jealous even over a random guy I mentioned. Since when did you become like this, not that I'm complaining, really?"

Shuuhei started running his fingers through long, red locks, "...since the time I thought I lost you, idiot..."

"Aah..." Renji let out, holding Shuuhei close to himself, staring into grey eyes, "...'Andy' came to my mind at complete random and...dammit, you're so hot when you're jealous!"

Hisagi blinked, "...how's that?"

"You have such a fucking sexy look on your face...and your eyes just sparkle like-"

"Pfft..." Hisagi laughed, "Since when are you so romantic? Stop talking shit."

Renji smirked up at Hisagi and they kissed again.

Just then, the door to the room flung open, "Alright, you two lovebirds, listen up! There is no place for cuddling in this house unless you are having se-" and the man saw Renji's hand was already in Shuuhei's pants, the two pairs of eyes looking at him as he almost slapped his forehead, "...dammit!"

"...Nice to see you too, Urahara," Renji glared at the man while Shuuhei remained sited on Renji's lap, not moving an inch, simply staring at the weirdo.

Urahara coughed, then opened his fan, "Anyway..." he started waving it at himself, "Now that you got your memories back, I would suggest getting Hisagi-san an artificial body and getting the hell out of here to live happily ever after. The end."

Renji looked at Shuuhei who commented, "...Do you expect me to return to Seireitei normally when I was missing for two days? I will obviously be labeled as a traitor..."

"Not only that, but the fact you killed Kuchiki Byakuya was not yet forgotten, I'm sure..." Urahara added, looking at Renji.

"Who cares..? I am not running away anymore. I had enough of that," Renji frowned at the two pair of eyes that looked at him as if he grew another head.

"...well, I have nothing to lose," Shuuhei muttered, "...are you suggesting to get executed together?"

Abarai smiled a bit, caressing Hisagi's hair, "Maybe it won't come to that, but... We won't be able to keep running away from them forever, not even using those bodies."

"...actually, I have been doing that for years without a problem," came Urahara's voice.

Renji glared at him, "For whatever reason, I am not running away."

Shuuhei's face was thoughtful for a moment, then he sighed and turned to Urahara, "Urahara-san, thank you for all your help."

"...What?" the man with the hat stared at Shuuhei for a moment, receiving a heavy glare, then he got the idea, "Oooooohhhh!" he grinned, "No need for that. It's the first time I'm thanked by the dead though..." and with that, he exited the room and closed the door.

Renji looked up at Shuuhei confused, who took off his sleeveless kosode, "...I am not dying without a proper fuck first."

Smirking, Renji really knew why he loved Shuuhei at that very second. Grey met brown and the dance was on.

"...I think this place will stay the same after we die, too," Renji commented as they entered through the Senkaimon, looking around.

"Of course it will. We are going to die very soon, remember..?" Shuuhei muttered, sealing the path, "And that was a really sweet goodbye with Aiko. You sure broke her heart fast, you too forward asshole."

"...eh? You remember her name?" Renji blinked as they started walking, "...yeah well, it's better she remembers me as a scum than have any regrets. I'm seriously going to miss that old man though. He was a fun guy..."

Shuuhei stared at Renji, but decided not to say more about his month in the Human world, "...it was the best damn sex I ever had... I am ready to die with no regrets."

Renji looked at Shuuhei and they both snickered, "...Seriously, we are not going to die. You'll see."

Shuuhei rolled his eyes, "Yeah, sure. They are going to let me off easily and throw me in prison for a few weeks... And make you into a Taichou."

69

"...what?!" Shuuhei was dumbstruck as he stared at Kaname Tousen, "...I am going to prison for a week?"

Tousen nodded, sitting at his desk, "The Central 46 decided to be kind on you and Abarai-fukutaichou... Or rather, Abarai-taichou as of tomorrow."

Something was wrong. Very wrong. Shuuhei couldn't believe in his, and especially Renji's luck, at all. The laws they had in Seireitei were far stricter than this. Did the month Renji spend in the Human world was for nothing..?

No, something was up foot... But what was it..?

"...but...why would Abarai receive a place among the Taichous..?" seriously, Shuuhei was confused and didn't know what to think or ask.

"He achieved Bankai and defeated the previous Taichou. That is the law of Seireitei."

Bullshit. There was no such law. In fact, it was treason to go against a Taichou, let along kill one...what the hell? As far as Hisagi knew, he and Renji were supposed to be executed.

He had to get to the bottom of this...

"...then, I will carry out my duty..." Shuuhei bowed, turning on his heels to exit the office, but what Tousen said next made him stop in his tracks.

"...Hisagi-fukutaichou, do not question your luck... And consider it a gift from God, from Soul King."

The brunet turned to look at Tousen for a second, thinking about his mysterious words, replying monotonously, "Yes, Kaname-taichou," and left the office.

There must have been a reason why Renji was promoted to being a Taichou. No, it was obviously not because of Kuchiki Byakuya's death. It was something else... Something he has done...

And then it hit Hisagi. The last thing Renji did before killing Kuchiki-taichou... He killed Ichigo Kurosaki.

69

"...so, how does it feel like sitting at this desk, Abarai-taichou?" Hisagi chuckled as Renji tried to make a serious and proud face, "Dammit, you look stupid when you try to look smart."

"Very funny," Renji pouted playfully, but then grinned, standing up from the desk, turning around in different directions, "What do you think of my haori?"

"...I can't say that white suits you..." Shuuhei muttered, receiving a deep frown from the redhead, "...what about the Kuchiki Clan..? Do they not wish to overthrow you? They held the 6th Division's Taichou position for decades and centuries..."

"...they were the ones who presented me with the haori," Shuuhei's eyes widened at Renji's words, "...okay, seriously, what's up with you?" Renji walked around the desk, "Was a week in prison bad for you?" his hand traveled from Shuuhei's cheek, "Do you need..." his hand traveled lower to his hakama, making the brunet let out a gasp, "...this?"

Sighing, Hisagi took hold on Abarai's arm, entwining their fingers, "...Honestly, don't you find anything suspicious?"

Renji shrugged, "I'll worry about that when the consequences occur. You know me..." Renji wrapped an arm around Shuuhei's waist, kissing his lips. The redhead was not oblivious. He was simply going with the flow, because he knew...it was dangerous to go against Gotei 13.

"...I guess you're right..." Shuuhei looked to the side, "...sorry, with all of my suspicion, I didn't even congratulate you properly..."

Renji grinned, making Shuuhei smile too, "...wanna move into my new place?"

"New place..?"

"Yeah! I bought myself a house."

"For real? With what money?"

"...Taichou money, idiot."

"Oh, that's right. I keep forgetting..."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

And both men snickered.

In the end, it didn't matter what the future held. Shuuhei was right to be suspicious of the luck he and Renji got, but it didn't matter. As long as they were together, they could take on anything, any problem that arose, because relationships and strong bonds were most important for survival. They both lived in the present and if the present held such amazing gifts, ones they were going to pay for sometime later, because nothing happened without a reason, then so be it.

Hisagi accepted the truth that their lives were full of lies...and would find a way for Renji to do the same.

The End.