Hello people of Fanfiction! I can stay with confidence, this is one of my favorite stories I've done. I am really proud of it :) It didn't take long to write once I got into the swing of the plot. For some reason, I keep getting people asking me what music I listen to when I write. To answer your question: it depends on the story. For this one, I listened to t.A.T.u., Hypnogaja, Halou, and My Chemical Romance (I can write any story listening to them).
The bold/underlined is flashbacks and italicized is thoughts.
Warnings! yaoi and slight OOCness from Renji (I tried really hard to make him in character).
I do not own Bleach. I simply own this plot and its characters.
Renji blinked, staring at a chest. He didn't dare move for fearing that he would wake up Nnoitra and he sure as hell wasn't going to move when his ass got plundered like it did. But the pain he was expecting wasn't there. Tentatively, he stretched, more than surprised when he didn't feel any pain, just soreness; a soreness as if he had worked out for too long. A huff of air hit his hair, making Renji freeze up as Nnoitra cuddled closer to him. Deciding he was safe (both his body and his life), he peered up at Nnoitra.
'He actually looks normal asleep.' His whole face was relaxed and his mouth was hanging slightly open. He still wore his eye patch though, which piqued Renji's curiosity.
'I wonder if he's hiding a gruesome scar or something.' Curiosity got the best of Renji and he slowly inched his fingers under the patch, stopping as Nnoitra hummed in his sleep. Deeming it safe again, Renji slowly slipped the patch off, barely managing to contain his gasp of surprise. Where Nnoitra's eye should have been, was a gaping hole, as if his eye was simply cut out and the skin grew over in the dip where it once laid. A nasty looking scar surrounded the eye socket, looking a lot like teeth. Without even thinking, Renji ran his finger tips over the scars. Instantly Nnoitra's other eye snapped open. It landed on Renji's form and he held his breath as Nnoitra continued to stare at him.
Instead of getting angry like Renji thought Nnoitra would, he simply pulled Renji closer, pulling him to where his mouth was just below Nnoitra's.
"That tickles." Nnoitra mumbled. The phrase seemed familiar to Renji, as if he had heard it before.
"Stop Renji-kun! That tickles!" A little boy's laughter suddenly filled Renji's head and the sound alone almost brought tears to his eyes. The moment suddenly ended when someone shook him.
"Hey, answer me!"
"Huh?" Renji's eyes re-focused onto Nnoitra who was now hovering over him, his body pressed into Renji's
"I asked if you were hurting anywhere." Renji stared at Nnoitra with, what he knew, was a surprised look on his face.
"You're my rapist. Does it really matter if I'm hurting or not?" Nnoitra looked stunned by the question before he sighed, his mouth turning downwards slightly.
"Yes it does matter. It will always matter." Renji got the feeling Nnoitra meant more with the last sentence but he didn't get to ponder on it as Nnoitra rolled off of him and got up, his firm butt at face level with Renji.
"Get up. I'll show you around the place." Renji nodded and got up as well (he wasn't going to question any of the situation anymore; he was just going to go along with it. It hurt his head too much just thinking about it). Once Renji stood, he became aware of a slimy feeling rolling down his thighs. At once, his face flushed red, realizing where the source of it was coming from.
"Hey, why are ya just standing there?" Asked Nnoitra from the doorway. Renji, too mortified to answer, simply stood there, looking anywhere else except Nnoitra. He could feel Nnoitra approach him. Hands pressed themselves against his chest and slowly wrapped around to his back, where they slowly trailed down until they got to the seam of Renji's butt, which was still wet from Nnoitra's cum.
"I see." Renji could practically hear the grin in Nnoitra's voice. His face flared up even more till he was starting to match his hair color.
"I think you need a shower. I'll wash you." Renji let himself be dragged to a spacious bathroom where he was pushed towards the bathtub. He heard the click of the heater being turned on and climb in, yelping in surprise when he felt arms wrap around him. He felt Nnoitra's lips on his neck, making a little 'shh' noise. The water was turned on, tub plugged up, and Nnoitra forced Renji to sit down.
"Relax already! I'm not going to hurt you." Renji glanced back at Nnoitra, who simply looked annoyed. Deciding it was best to do what he was told, Renji forced himself to lean back against Nnoitra's chest and let the heat from the water sooth him. Within a few minutes, Renji was laying in Nnoitra's lap, content. The water was shut off and water was soon gently being poured onto Renji's hair. He let himself get caught up in the feeling of fingers carding through his hair and rubbing his scalp. A sharp tug made him let out a gasp and his eyes flew open to look up at a smirking Nnoitra.
"Kneel over the edge." Doing as told, he groaned as he felt a finger being pressed into him.
"I'm not going to fuck you; I'm washing you out." Was Nnoitra's explanation. Yet Renji couldn't help that his member started to come to life with every push and pull of his fingers. A simple push against his prostate was all it took for Renji's resolve to start crumbling; a low moan slipped out. The fingers stilled in him and Renji gently pushed back encouraging them.
He knew Nnoitra was suppose to be his rapist and he was suppose to be putting up a fight, but Nnoitra made him feel. He hadn't felt much since the breakup and Nnoitra seemed to draw out his emotions (a lot of them being close to horny). He also seemed to care a whole lot more than Byakuya ever did. Heck, Nnoitra was concerned that he might be hurt, which was more effort than Byakuya ever put into him.
"Ah, shit." Moaned out Renji when Nnoitra's fingers insistently pushed against the nub inside of him, his whole body shaking from pleasure.
"God, you look so fuckable." Nnoitra whispered to him, his other hand that wasn't in Renji's ass reverently running along his back tattoos. Hastily, Nnoitra pulled his fingers out and parted Renji's butt cheeks, his hot breath ghosting over the twitching hole. Renji hardly had any time to compose himself before a scorching tongue entered him.
"Uhn…hnn…" Renji bit his bottom lip as Nnoitra's tongue played with his rear. Fingers rubbed soothing circles as he was brought closer to the edge. With a shudder and a quite moan later, Renji came, his cum covering the side of the bathtub. His arms felt like jello and he could barely hold himself up. Hands slowly pulled him backwards, where he was gently picked up and taken out of the bathtub. He felt a soft towel pat him dry before he was picked up again, this time out of the bathroom.
'I've never felt so weak after orgasiming before.' Thought Renji as he was set down, a blanket being tossed over him. He felt lips lightly slid over his, which brought him out of his stupor. He pressed firmer into the touch, nipping at Nnoitra's bottom lip. A chuckle vibrated against his lips and the kiss quickly heated, consisting more and more of little nips. Renji groaned and his hands tangled themselves at Nnoitra's nape of his neck, his fingers twirling at the soft, wet hair.
"What are you doing to me?" Asked Renji as they parted to catch their breath.
"Kissing you, that's what." Nnoitra said sarcastically.
"That's not what I meant, smartass." Renji let Nnoitra's hair slip from his grip as Nnoitra got up, sauntering off towards what look like the kitchen (naked since he hadn't gotten dressed yet).
"Better than being a dumb one!" Called out Nnoitra, a laugh following his comeback. Renji just sighed before looking around what he was assuming to be Nnoitra's living room. It was plain yet had a homey feel too it. There weren't many pictures but a lot of small trinkets littered the shelves hanging on the walls. Slowly getting up (relieved that there wasn't cum running down his leg) he made his way to the shelf closest to him, which seemed like the designated shelf for pocket watches. The shelf after that was filled with a Japanese tea set; Renji guessed it was old from the design on the pot. The next shelf he came across held a mixture of oriental plates, bowls and jewelry. Something caught his eye and he gently picked it up, staring at the old, worn out cloth bracelet.
"You keep this one and I keep the other one. That way we will always remember each other." Renji shook off the kid voice that filled his head, placing the bracelet back where he got it from. Shaking his head Renji moved onto the other shelves, not really forgetting the bizarre episode he just had. It seemed the more he was around Nnoitra, the more he kept having weird episodes.
"Do you want orange or apple juice?" Asked Nnoitra.
"Apple." Replied Renji. He moved onto the final shelf which was bare except for three photos. The first photo was of two extremely tall people, who looked angry with each other; Renji guessed they where Nnoitra's parents. The second photo was off Nnoitra with three other people. A depressed looking black-haired man, a grinning blue-haired man, and a thin blonde-hair man where crowded around Nnoitra, all of them wearing various expressions. The last photo was of two kids. Renji felt the urge to pick it up so he did, looking closely at the photo. His eyes widened and he dropped the photo, the frame shattering on the tile floor.
Footsteps quickly followed the crash but Renji was oblivious to it all as he bent down to pick up the photo, his hands shaking.
"Renji are you-" Nnoitra stopped mid-sentence as he realized what was in Renji's hands.
"It can't be." Whispered Renji to himself, staring at the photo of him and Nnoitra as kids.
"Renji-kun." Nnoitra said smiling at him.
Renji shook his head but the images continued to flood his mind.
"Renji-kun." Nnoitra whispered to him as they hid underneath their makeshift fort.
Renji's breath became uneven and he looked up at Nnoitra, who was staring at him with expressionless eyes.
"Renji-kun!" Nnoitra screamed as he ran towards him, pushing him out of the way of the oncoming car.
"No. you can't be!" Renji shot up and stumbled backwards, his back hitting the wall. His eyes watered and he looked back at the photo, his fingers brushing over a grinning Nnoitra.
"But I am." Forcing his eyes to tear away from the photo, he watched as Nnoitra walked to him, stopping just a few inches away from him.
"Did you ever ask yourself why you were so comfortable around me when you had just only met me? That's because that wasn't the first time we met; we've meet at youth camp."
Renji remembered now. He remembered everything of that summer; the summer his parents sent him to camp to have fun. He also remembered that day, the day he could never remember no matter how hard he tried.
"But you can't be here."
"And why not?" Nnoitra's hands came up and trapped Renji against the wall "Tell me." He whispered.
"Because you're supposed to be dead!"
Did I just do a cliff hanger? Why yes I did! It was shorter than what I was aiming for but I'm not gonna complain.
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