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I was beginning to have doubts about writing again, but I'm sticking with it. How else can I get out of the real world?

Oh Yeah, I'm going the revolution to help bring underappreciated couple back from extinction. Thanks, 123lookatme, I read your profile and I decided to support the cause. As much as I LOVE GrimmxIchi, I felt the need to not write about them and write about other couple who don't get much attention. Go to my profile for the link and join if you support.

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Enough talk. I don't have anymore to say. That's just how I am.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Bleach or any of Beyonce's music, lyrics, etc. You get the picture. AU. Slash a.k.a. ManxMan a.k.a. Yaoi. Maybe some OOC, Shunsui especially, he's mellow here. Smex later on, maybe? If everyone behaves.

Chp. 2: Every Night I rush to My Bed

Shunsui stared at the white haired, green-eyed man before him in somewhat awe. Well he didn't show it to the outside world, but something in his mind told him that he was in awe, so he pushed that aside and let business take over. He noticed everyone looking at him, waiting for him to speak so he did.

"Hello, I'm Shunsui Kyoraku. Vice-President of Seireitei International. It's a pleasure to meet you." Shunsui held his hand out for Jushiro to shake and the other man happily obliged.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Kyoraku! My name is Jushiro Ukitake and I look forward to being your assistant!" If Shunsui didn't know himself any better, he could honestly say he was annoyed at the person shaking his hand. He would have fired him right on the spot or said something to Yamamoto, but the old man had such a glare on his face that Shunsui didn't dare oppose.

"Well, Shunsui and , I have plenty of business to take care of so I need not stay in presence any longer than I have now. I hope you gentlemen have a fine day." Still glaring wholeheartedly at Shunsui, Yamamoto turned and walked out of his office, with Unohana narrowly behind him. Both Shunsui and Jushiro lingered there, staring at the door as if waiting for some one to come in and cut the dead silence with a single step.

He didn't know how long they stayed like that but it was killing him so he spoke up. "Um…" Shunsui rubbed the back of his head, sheepishly and hesitantly looked up at Jushiro. "I guess we should get out of the old man's office. Has anyone showed you around the building yet?"

"No." The answer was short and sweet and it really did bother Shunsui about how mellow Jushiro sounded.

"You O.K.?"

"You don't want me here, do you?" Jushiro's gaze faltered to the ground and Shunsui could not help but feel sorry for inadvertently judging a man he knew nothing about.

"You want me to be honest? I don't want a slacker who doesn't know how to do his job here." Jushiro's stare instantly reached his in fear and shock because of Shunsui's hard stare directed at him, but seconds later it faltered and half-smile, half-smirk appeared on the other man's face. "I hope that you can prove to me that having an assistant is really worth while. C'mon, I'll show you around and get you acquainted with some people."

"Yamamoto really set you up, didn't he?" Kisuke couldn't help to smile in front of Jushiro's face as he checked out Shunsui's new assistant, copiously.

"Would you stop that, Kisuke? He's blushing super hard right now!" Yoruichi's laughter boomed throughout the current floor they were on as she watched her husband. Yoruichi Shihouin was a skinny, tall female with luscious brown skin, stunning purple hair and very beautiful golden eyes and her husband, well…How'd he get a girl like her? All Shunsui could say that the man was perverted, funny and stupid at the same time. Kisuke was a man with white, almost pale skin, bleach blond hair and grey eyes. He always ask to himself why their adoptive daughter, Shaolin Fon a.k.a. Soifon always disliked him. He knew the answer every time he saw Kisuke.

"But, Yoruichi," the man pouted, "He looks like he's fun to mess with!"

"Kisuke."

"Yea, Boss Man?"

"Please stop, you're embarrassing the company."

"O.K. Boss Man."

"Stop calling me that, it makes me sound old!" Shunsui felt himself about to jump on Kisuke and beat the living daylights out of him, when he heard Jushiro, in a small and quiet voice ask a question.

"How old are you then, Mr. Kyoraku?"

"Me? I'm 28 and please, no last name basis. That makes me feel old. Like Old Man Yama." Shunsui quickly turned his head around to see if Yamamoto was anywhere near the four. It was a surprise to Yoruichi, Kisuke and Shunsui that he was not; usually a concrete strike to the head came after the nickname he gave to the old man. Last time that happened, Shunsui was out for about two days with a concussion.

"Hey you guys!" Shunsui felt a headache coming when he heard the voice of his considerably older brother heading towards the four.(1)

Isshin Kurosaki. Shunsui had no good words to describe the eccentric man that was of his own flesh and blood. Like Shunsui, Isshin worked at Seireitei as the Chief Officer of the Spain Department, overseeing everything happening there. Isshin lost his wife about 9 years ago, when she got hit by a car (2) trying to save their oldest child and only son Ichigo. Since then he had been working hard to support himself and his three kids and Shunsui could honestly say that the man was honorable for that.

"I said- Oh. Who's the new guy?" Before Shunsui could answer, Isshin had already hooked his arms around Jushiro and was now animatedly striking a conversation with him, as if they were lifelong friends.

"He's Jushiro Ukitake, my new personal assistant."

"Personal, huh? You sly-."

Shunsui knocked Isshin out before the older man could finish his sentence, to which Shunsui knew was going to turn perverted one way or another.

"Help him and we'll see you two later, hopefully."

"Whatcha mean 'hopefully', are you-." This time Kisuke was swiftly knocked out and Shunsui and Jushiro were already headed back to Shunsui office, both grumbling 'thanks' to Yoruichi.

Shunsui showed Jushiro around the entire building, getting him familiar with some of his co-workers he knew Jushiro would need to be familiar with. After about two hours of walking about and conversing, they finally reached Shunsui's office.

"Whew. Now that was tiring! I never though I'd get annoyed so many times in a day." Shunsui flopped down in his large, comfortable office chair, put his hands behind his head and laid back as Jushiro took one of the two chairs situated in front of Shunsui's large wooden desk.

Jushiro laughed at Shunsui's pouting, "Well, I'm glad I got to meet all those people, they seem really nice."

"Nice and hardworking but freaking annoying. Especially, Kisuke. He followed us the whole time. Next time I see him, I'm giving him a whack to the face."

As Jushiro was about to respond, there was a knock at Shunsui's door. Without any confirmation as to come in, Nanao burst in and smiled.

"Hello~!" Shunsui rubbed his temples as Nanao sang her greetings and walked over to the both of them.

"Jushiro, this is my annoying best friend, and bossy co-worker-, Ouch!" Nanao had delivered quick punishment that Shunsui knew he wasn't able to get away from. Nanao, smiling sweetly, to Jushiro, outstretched her hand and Jushiro warmly took it.

"Nanao Ise, Chief Officer of the English Department, Nice to meet you, Jushiro."

"Jushiro Ukitake, - I mean, Shunsui's personal assistant, Nice to meet you Ms. Ise."

First name basis already? Nanao couldn't hide the smirk on her face as she looked at Shunsui's the 'don't-you-dare-say-what-you're-about-to-say look on his face. "Please call me, Nanao, Jushiro." Jushiro just nodded his head silently.

"Well, Shunsui, I came to take you and your new assistant out to lunch so we can all get to know each other better, of course you will be paying, no objections whatsoever. It is the gentlemanly thing to do. Don't you agree, Jushiro?" Both Nanao and Shunsui looked at Jushiro as he laughed at Nanao craziness. Nanao thought it was cute as she wondered; He seems like a pretty O.K. guy.

"Well come on you two! We don't have all day lunch is only an hour and I'm starving!"

Shunsui inwardly groaned. When Nanao said she was starving, she could eat a whole cow, and that meant that his wallet would be empty once again.

I thought for sure she would pick a place to break my wallet of the funds I have now. Shunsui wondered as Nanao walked to a little bistro he never heard of before, about a 5 minute walk from Seireitei International. The three were seated quick and began to order their meals

"So, Jushiro, tell me about yourself. Likes, dislike, peeves, turn-on's, anything you feel comfortable telling us about." Shunsui rolled his eyes at Nanao's bluntness as she laughed. Laughing with her, Jushiro answered, as Shunsui just listened to the information Jushiro was presenting.

"So," Nanao started, "You have any family around?"

"I have two sons, and many younger siblings. I'm the oldest but we don't get to see each other often."

"I wish I had a sibling…..well, I consider this big lummox, to be a sibling. We've been friend for a long time," Nanao punched Shunsui shoulder as all three of them laughed. " How old are your sons?"

"Oh. They're both eight."

"Eight? How old are you then?" Nanao and Shunsui were very surprised to hear that Jushiro had eight-year old twins.

"Me? I'm only 26."

If all the awkwardness in the world didn't slap Shunsui now, it definitely came when Jushiro answered that question. Why the hell does he have a set of twins when he's so young? Shunsui thought and was about to open his mouth to ask but their food came and he lost the momentum of the conversation and the fine opportunity to do so.

Every night I rush to my bed…

After lunch with Nanao, Shunsui went back to being productive and explained to Jushiro everything that he would be requiring the younger man to do, since he was going to be Shunsui personal assistant. Shunsui decide to let Jushiro off early since it was his first day and he knew the younger man had a lot of information to process and would have to get himself ready for the real work tomorrow. So the rest of the day went by fairly quick for Shunsui and now that he was at home, he felt himself relaxing on his comfortable king sized bed. Fit for a King, of course. About to float into his dreams, his phone started to ring and he guessed that it would be Nanao, so he picked it up without looking at the caller I.D.

"Hello, Nanao."

"You definitely sound enthusiastic right now. So did Jushiro meet your standards?" Shunsui pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation as he rolled over to lie on his side. "It's only been a day, so I don't have too much to say about him. Why?"

"Just asking, he seems like a good guy."

"Well, if that's all you're calling me for," Shunsui heard the exasperation in his voice turn to amusement at what he was about to say, "Good night little Nanao."

"Don't get your thong in a bunch and don't let your guard down tomorrow because I will pursue and kick your ass for calling me that, good night Shunsui."

After Nanao hung up, Shunsui got up to take off his clothes and get into something comfortable to sleep in. As soon as he hit the bed a second time, he felt himself drifting to sleep in a matter of minutes and that's when the dream started.

I love you so much Shunsui...

There was Shunsui and a person he couldn't yet see, but he always knew that that person was the one waiting for him in the real world. It was a short dream, always was, but it made Shunsui the happiest 'lonely-for-now' man in the world. He had it almost every night now, for about a year. With that one dream, Shunsui felt that there was always a light of hope waiting for him. He didn't know when it would appear but he never doubted it.

1.) Am I the only one who thinks Shunsui, Isshin, Starrk and Aizen somewhat look alike?

2.) On a serious note, I've gotten hit by a car before. Almost died. Crossing the street and some lady told me to go because she stopped to let me cross and I guess some car came from behind her or was coming up and I got hit. Flew in the air and all across the ground. I remember that much before I passed out. I was in the hospital for about a week and out of school for a month. Broke my left heel, tore my Achilles, and broke my right shoulder. Couldn't even use crutches. I got some scars on my hand and a huge one on my forehead. It kills me to see people playing in the street, so please don't. That's why it's needs to be sidewalks and street crossings everywhere so people don't jaywalk like I did because there were none when I did it. 5 years later and now they've started to do so. Why so long? There's no need to feel sorry for me because other people have died from this.

Um… Thanks for reading the second Chapter of Sweet Dreams. Yea, I know that this chapter kind of moved fast and it was pretty short. It was alright at the beginning at then it got sloppy at the end, that's how I felt when I reread it. Maybe it was because I was rushing to get this out? I'm the type of person who doesn't like foreplay. I struggle to 2500-3500 words in each chapter, I'm more of like a script writer, I was for about 2 years and it was good but I know that I needed to work on my descriptive writing. Thanks!

-Kihana