One Love, Endless Time

Hello everyone!

My very first, well, pretty much my very first of everything (first fiction, first story, first yaoi you name it xD).

Anyway, here comes nothing. Hope you'll like it! Almost forgot to mention, this story will be slightly AU and some characters might be OOC.

For anyone who is not into YAOI, please do not go or read any further, this is not going to be your cup of tea!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its characters, they all belong to Tite Kubo-Sensei etc., etc.

WARNINGS: Somewhere along the way might contain but is not limited to include dark themes, suicidal thoughts, heavy sexual contest, yaoi (again xD) and some other themes not suitable for under-age readers. Read at your own risk and discretion! Please don't hate too much if you don't like.

Chapter I

A beautiful sunrise shone brightly, indicating the beginning of what one could call a perfect and marvelous day. The forecast the night before called forth a raining day. Still the clear and cloudless skies promised a simple and warm sunny day. There was nothing to indicate this day would be different from any other.

This same sun fell upon light blue curtains of a certain room, where a lone figure started to stir and wake up from another dreamless night. Should one look attentively upon the form of this individual, they might be surprised. For on the bed was a person so pale it might be mistaken for a ghost, not that you could see it in full since the person was wrapped in a dark blue cover. Only a head of what looked like a sleeping human was visible. A pale face was surrounded by its hair white as freshly fallen snow. The front was short and would appear it was trying to hide the paleness of the individuals' face, but was only able to hide the owner's eyes from view. The back was long and cascading to almost halfway the persons length.

The sun won the battle against the sleeping figure who finally decided to rise from its slumber, stretching its, now visible, lithe and muscular arms which were hugged by a loosely fit black sleeping shirt. Concluding that it was better to stand, our individual stood from its bed now fully able to stretch and pop it's back. A slight yet pleased groan left pale lips. The, now revealed male opened his eyes. Golden mesmerizing eyes stood out from the black sea of their sclera. The male seemed to glow even lighter due to the dark clothing adorning his muscular yet slim frame. The aforementioned back shirt allowed just a small peak at the chiseled chest at its V-neck line. Strong arms with black fingernails were visible from the short sleeves and massaging the last residues of sleep from the man's face. Robust legs were caressed by slack denim-blue trousers with white stripes on the sides. Not bad for a guy at 6'0.

The male seemed to exude an air of depression and loneliness which was a greatly noticeable contrast to the sun's efforts at radiating joy and warmth.

'Another day, another date crossed on an endless calendar. Sun's up and all, but I still feel numb. When was the last time I felt, well, anything? Guess it was back then, before I lost my heart. It's been over nine hundred years now. When will I see you again, better yet will I meet you again? Will we ever find each other? Will you even be reborn? Wish I could have saved you back then. Maybe I should think of ending it. I know you'd be mad at me for thinking like this, but I'm not sure how long I can continue this way either.'

His train of thoughts was disrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come on in Ossan."

The opened door revealed another male. This one looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties. He has mid-length scruffy brown hair, pale skin (not as pale as the other person though) high cheekbones finely emphasized by his light brown stubble. At his striking 6'7 the man's lean-built was only heightened by his attire: a white buttoned-up shirt with long sleeves, black tight-fitting slacks which hid underneath black Funtasma Gotham 109 Military Victorian knee boots. His face and posture showed nothing but a calm and stoic demeanor. Though, if you were to closely look into his blue eyes, you could see wisdom beyond his age along with twinge of what could be a bit of mayhem and sadness.

"Good morning Shirosaki. Ready for a change of scenery?"

The now identified Shirosaki forced a smirk on his otherwise bored face.

"Is it already time to change locations? Ha! It feels like we are doing nothing else. Get to a place, settle and move again. Well that, and getting rid of nutcase hollows." A loud sigh escaped pale lips. "Ossan, I hate to admit it, but this is getting too repetitive. Not to mention, I… I'm not sure I want to continue like this. What's the point?"

A concerned look passed through the stoic man followed by an exasperated exhale. "Shirosaki, must we go through this again? Need I remind you of the promise you made?"

Shirosaki gave a small anger fueled growl, but soon, too soon for the other males' comfort, turned to a defeated and miserable frown.

"What's the point anymore, Ossan? He was utterly destroyed. You saw it with your own eyes. He… You know this, maybe even better than even I… He is not coming back. His soul was entirely demolished and smashed into all those reiatsu particles. Nothing could possibly repair such damage and you know it! He is probably nothing but part of the reishi in this world."

The dubbed 'Ossan' looked at his charge with a distraught look. He too remembered that day so long ago, the day Shirosaki became his responsibility and through the times a partner in arms. There was no pity in his eyes, only understanding, for he too lost someone precious on that accursed day. They both lost their most cherished one. Shirosaki lost his Sun. While he lost his most beloved family member. Mind you, that was not so far from the truth.

"I know you miss him. Even after all this time… I too miss him."

"Then let me just end all of this. Will you let me go? I don't know if it is possible at all, but maybe if I was to, you know, finish myself off, I… I could get the chance to see him again. Maybe, just maybe, we can be reunited. If nothing else, then at least I won't have to hurt anymore."

'Ossan' closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. He knew the whole discussion by heart. Shirosaki was, as always, undoubtedly right in this debate. It was also his life and he could do as he pleased. Still, there was always that one tread of hope he always held on to. The mere chance for his rebirth. He strongly believed that he would be back one way or another. The mere fact that he himself lived and was here right now was more than enough proof to keep on holding tightly to that sliver of hope.

Breathing out he had his response. "Shirosaki, you know I could never hold you from doing as you please with your own life. However, please just consider the detail that I am still here. If there was really no possibility for his return, I can guarantee you I would not be present right now and we would not be having this conversation in the first place."

Shirosaki crossed his arms on his chest and puffed out in slight annoyance. Yet, deep inside he felt reassured once again. He knew the circumstances which allowed Ossan to be present, not to mention 'visible' to the population around him. He will never admit it out loud, but he grew fond of the man, even before his death. Shirosaki could still not believe they truly became partners. After all, by nature, Ossan and himself are natural enemies, created to obliterate one another. And here they are over nine hundred years of partnership like a married couple. If he was not seeing this with his own eyes and experiencing it with his own senses, he would not have believed it was even possible. They were brought together by the same person they lost. Both tried and failed to protect the one individual they loved beyond reason. Ossan was right though and he did make a promise, so he should really try and continue. Perhaps someday he could find closure. But that was not today.

"Fine Ossan. So, where to this time? Do we have a destination or is it another spur of the moment?"

Outwardly the older man did not show any sign that the conversation had any effect on him. But on the inside, he knew, as he could not fool himself, he felt relieved. Shirosaki will still be around. Maybe it was just his selfishness that motivated the young man to continue forward. Or maybe just because Shirosaki looked so much alike his lost ward that drove him to keep him around. Whichever the case, he was truly glad and more at ease.

"We may end up moving a few more times in the next years as the jureichi is beginning its shifting. Though, chances are, we might return back to our roots."

Shock was clear as day on Shirosaki's face. Judging by Ossan's words, they would be going back to where it all had started. A soft smile traversed his face. To think he would have ended it all before going back. He was now more than happy Ossan was good at talking him out of his dark thoughts.

"What are we waiting for? An invitation? Or is there more to this?"

The taller male inwardly chuckled. His first thought was: 'Nothing can pass by him.'

"Nothing at the moment that I can confirm with accuracy, Shirosaki. Though, there is a possibility more could perchance appear. You never know, right?"

Shirosaki suspiciously looked at his partner. There was something hidden there within those blue eyes. 'Darn it all, I can never fully read him. After all this time and he is not even wearing his stupid sunglasses! There is more to this, of that I am sure. So, why does he keep it hidden? Could it be my imagination? Or is it just me being hopeful or paranoid? Whatever, I'll get to the bottom of this sooner or later.' His mind set-up, he was determined to start packing and figure out this new mystery.

"Very well Ossan. When are we leaving?" His notorious grin was back on his face.

The brown-haired male smirked at his companion. "Think you could be done within the next two hours? We've got a plane to catch up at Frankfurt airport. You might want to carry something to entertain yourself with, the flight will be about 11 hours and 10 minutes."

The grin faltered. "Seriously, why the hell do we bother with flights and the like? We can reach wherever we want in no time with my Garganta, or with your fancy whatever you call your thingy. Worst case scenario we can just use Hirenkyaku, Shunpo or Sonido and we can get anywhere faster that with a bloody plane."

"Things are a bit different in this time and you know it. There are borders, check-ups, documents and all kinds of laws. We can't just come out of the blue in a new country. Besides, it would just negate the purpose of having passports and waste our current documents."

"Yeah right. We are anyway due to making new docs within the next few years. And don't give me that waste of passports speech. We always get the full package anyway. You just want to use the plane because we did not fly on one of those yet."

"Since you know me so well, I assume there is no need for further explanations. Can we than cut through the chase and just figure out if you will be ready within the next two hours?"

Shirosaki just sneered and claimed he would be all packed within the hour. Not knowing that his partner had already anticipated such a response. Within the hour Shirosaki was ready, while his partner was already at the apartment door's exit talking with the taxi driver who would take them to the airport.

Shirosaki's previously troubled mind was relaxing through the whole drive. He was loath to admit it, but traveling the way regular humans did was always a new experience for the both of them. These sort of things were always different and unexpected, what with his looks and all. Some humans would be scared to death, while others would try to get into fights or arguments. One thing was for sure, it was never boring. Except this time the ride was to be over eleven hours. They had never traveled that long the human way. He was both looking forward and already pissed off by the very idea. Back when they left their original home, times were different and they did pop in and out as they pleased. As humans started with their inventions and the like, Ossan became more obsessed with what has been achieved and 'modernized' himself. Ossan was also the one taking care of their documents, finances and so forth. He seemed to always want to know how to use new accessories and gadgets.

Shirosaki was less inclined to all the new stuff, but he too would admit there were some really cool things out there. The first time he was introduced to electricity was one of those things that really blew his mind. Afterwards he became fond of electronics in general. Give him a dead computer, laptop or even an old cellphone and he would be able to re-build them from scratch. He learned he was really good with any handy-work, from electronics to carpentry. If something was broken or damaged, he could either fix it or find a way around it. Ironic, considering he was born to destroy.

Ossan, on the other hand, was better at following laws and was definitely a better cook. He even opened his own law firm back in the late 1800's and was able to be the CEO for 'generations'. In all of the years since he started the company, he never lost a case even once. He was and still is picky about his cases. And if he used his 'sixth sense' in some of the cases to assure some crazy or idiotic human was imprisoned, no one cared to notice. Shirosaki had questioned how did he stay CEO after all this time. But was sure a disguise or something was the trick Ossan used.

They've been alive for quite some time now. The world continued on and changed in weird ways, some for the better, some not so much. If only he could have seen all this. Gloomy thoughts aside, he wondered how much the two of them were really worth. There was that bank account in Switzerland that could be passed to the 'next of kin' which meant they were always inheriting the money from their previous lives and added more cash from the 'new' lives. Names they did change from time to time. He had refused vehemently the idea of keeping their original name while adding the number at the end of the name. Heck, by now, they could have easily reached the title of 'The hundredth' with several names. Not that it was important. But sometimes when there was not much to do he would be curious.

Soon they reached the airport and paid the cab. Customs at the airport, oh joy. He was sure by the time they flew there would be many individuals with sore necks from all the heads turning in their direction. His looks did attract lots of attention weather it was wanted or not. All in all, it could have been worse. He remembered there was that guy back just a few years ago trying to exorcise him. Oh, and let's not forget those witch-hunters' maniacs from the 1500's. Those lunatics sure liked bonfires and fires in general. Not a fond memory. Europe went totally bat-shit crazy when two fanatics wrote that cursed Malleus Maleficarum book. Really, like the whole witch hunting was not already bad enough, they also needed a book to fuel the already burning pyres. Meh, had he really wanted, he could have gone all out just for the fun of it. That would have been fun, but the whole allure flew out the moment he realized just how much Hollow activity it would have attracted. He had a promise to keep after all.

Soon after, they boarded the plane. Both males having brought some reading material to pass the time as they were not fond of watching movies on small screens. 'Ossan seems to be in high spirits. Guess he really wanted to fly on one of these contraptions. I really hope it won't be way too boring. Now that I think about it, I never asked him where in the hell we are going. He only said something about returning to our roots. Did he really mean we are going back home? Or just close by? Damn. I hope we'll be able to visit that place. It's been forever since we've been there.'

"Ossan, can you tell me which will be our destination? You only said about going back to our roots."

"Hmm. I must confess Shirosaki, I expected the question much earlier than now. But to answer. We are going to Tokyo, Japan. Once there, we will be on the move for a few years. There are some things I would like to inspect more closely. Once that is out of the way, I would like to leave the decision to you. We can stay or we can be on the move again."

Shirosaki was speechless and surprised. He never expected Ossan to actually consider staying. Even less to leave the decision to his personal whims. Not that he missed how Ossan said he wanted to check something or things. Heh, he knew there was more to this than what the other wanted to lead him to believe. 'Oh, well. Beggars can't be choosers and all that. Even though he is letting me take the final choice. That's a nice change. So far, it had been more convenient to just let him decide where to go and for how long. I'll definitely use this opportunity to see that place again.'

"Thanks, Ossan. Do I have to make a decision right away or can it wait until we finish whatever you have already planned?"

"There is absolutely no rush. We have plenty of time." Was the confident response. 'I'm glad I only took the one-way trip option rather than the round trip. I am almost sure the return tickets would have been a waste of time. I wonder if this was a good decision. Shirosaki's been more under the weather and way too unhappy. We'll see how things go from here on out.'

With that final thought, Ossan resumed his reading, while occasionally glancing Shirosaki's way. It soon became clear that his charge seemed to at least feel better. Even his reiatsu felt more at peace which in turn made him content.

Alright peps. That's it for the first chapter. Chapter II will come out soon (at least I hope).

Hope you liked this one and I am looking forward to any and all criticism, just please don't hate :3

Just to let everyone know, English is not my mother language so if I made any mistakes or any errors, please let me know and I'll be more than happy to fix any slipups. I am the writer and the spellcheck person all in one, but let me know if I missed something (I'm only human).

A quick inquiry, should I write at the bottom of each chapter the unusual words and terms used? Like reiatsu, reishi, Hirenkyaku, Shunpo, Sonido and the likes? Let me know if you want me to be specific like that or if you all think it will be fine without xD

Wishing everyone a great day/night ahead :)