Hi there , it was so long I didn't write a fic because of some of, you can say kind of cronic illness and actually I'm still in rest. I cannot be in my fully active state. But the time is so boring that encouraged me to write my new Hana fic. I'm sure some of you miss my fic and here my new gift to you. Hanatarou with various Ha ha ha ha.... I hope you will en joy it. Review will lighten my cloudy day...Have a read and oh yes, Thank you so much to for her help beta-ed my story ( You did a great job, pal).

Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine.

Hanatarou sighed and slid his back against the cold wall of a narrow alleyway, awfully exhausted. He leaned against his rising and falling chest, and looked forward with an empty gaze. “At last, they fail to get me…”

He wiped his forehead and his droopy blue eyes peered at the yellow orange-ish sky. ‘Soon, it will be getting dark,’ he thought. That might be a sign that the other shinigami will stop chasing after him, to fulfill his birthday declaration. “What a stupid day! Why should my birthday fall on this day?” Hanatarou cursed and patted his head.

He tried to remember back to the source of the crazy incident in the first place, where everyone in Seireitei so eagerly wanted to kiss him. Chasing and running after him like a desperate pervert.

He never minded if he got a kiss from a girl and felt lucky when he got one. It was like he in heaven when the famous cuties like Hinamori Momo and Kuchiki Rukia kissed him on the cheek earlier that day, causing him to blush madly. What made him so hot and nearly caused him to faint with uncalled fever was when the sexy, big-breasted Matsumoto Rangiku gave him a lot of kisses on his face, not missing his lips.

He felt like flying to the sky from the sudden joy of being kissed, thinking that finally the ladies noticed his attractiveness. But unfortunately it wasn’t long for Hanatarou when he had been assigned to do a medical check up on Ukitake.

He shrieked like a girl when the white-haired haired captain suddenly grabbed his collar and tried to claim his lips. “Hold still! Don’t you want this for your birthday?” Ukitake announced as the healer frantically tried to pull away from him.

Luckily, he made it out and ran as fast as he could, totally forgetting his medical bag. “Not from a guy…” Hanatarou cried and shook vigorously. Not long after that, the crowd of shinigami from the eleventh division found him and began chasing him like hungry wolves.

He was scared like hell. They may bully him to no end or worse, kiss him. He never wanted to be kissed by the brutes. They might even go farther than that. The thought scared Hanatarou. “I don’t want to lose my virginity…” The nervousness surrounded his heart and a cold shiver ran down his spine.

He finally arrived at ninth division and tried to hide himself. Then he met Hisagi Shuuhei standing by his side, smiling at him with a meaningful leer. “What are you doing here, Yamada-kun?” The spiky haired lieutenant leaned toward him. Hanatarou backed away a little from the closeness and uneasily stuttered “Umm, I-I was being chased, can you let me hide here for a while?”

Shuuhei smirked mischievously and cornered the little healer. Hanatarou gasped in with fear. The lieutenant must have something in mind “Of course my dear…if you let me kiss you.” Hanatarou quickly pushed the man away from him, and out of his face before Shuuhei managed to grab his wrist. “Hell no!”

He continued running with Shuuhei following behind. “Come back here!”

He ran again, until the tough frame of the man disappeared from his sight and slowed down his pace. “Phew!” He rubbed the sweat from his forehead and dropped down onto his knees. His body shackle from the tiredness and his joints felt like they had been plucked out from their sockets.

He breathed hard for a few moments, thinking that he had just managed to escape from the danger.

“Well, well, well, look what we found here?”

Hanatarou glanced up in a flash and found Yumichika looking down on him with a sweet smile. “I just heard a rumor about you, Yamada-kun.”

Hanatarou cringed “This is bad.”

“You don’t mind sharing your lips with such a beautiful person like me, hm?” The fifth seat fingered up his chin and aimed for his lips. Hanatarou quickly slapped away his hand and rose on his feet, preparing for another marathon.

“No way!”

Yumichika just stood still and gazed at the retreating form of the small healer. “What an innocent boy,” he exclaimed and started tracking down the healer.

Hanatarou badly wanted to scream. Everyone in Seireitei was crazy on him. “Why! Why! Why! Why me?”

“I didn’t mind getting kisses from the girls but not guys.” He cursed and continuously grumbled in the non-stop cat and mouse game. He couldn’t count how many energy pills he had taken since he became their love prey. Everyone was crazy after him now and he had nowhere to go.

To think of hiding himself in his apartment might be a dangerous idea. No one knew who’s gonna jump on him in there. There were so many shinigami he had encountered so far, from the lowest rank to the highest rank, but not all of them, ehem!

Everyone wanted to kiss him, and what scared him the most a little while ago was Zaraki Kenpachi. The big, scary and beastly captain began chasing him maniacally when his pink haired lieutenant, Yachiru pointed at him while happily laughing “Get him, Ken-chan! Get him!”

“Come to papa, my boy!”

Hell no, would he be letting the big scarred face man kiss him, yuck! If he ever let a guy, he must be very handsome or pretty enough to be awarded his kiss. Hanatarou unthinkably slapped his face “What are you thinking?”

He slowed down his path as he felt confident enough to be far away from the eleventh division captain’s reiatsu.

“Finally…” Hanatarou walked tiredly, carelessly dropped his guard, thinking nobody was stalking him anymore.

Then, somebody grabbed his arm out of nowhere and dragged him quickly to the nearest alleyway. His breath was being suffocated under the big callused palm of his kidnapper and he couldn’t see his face. “Not again…” He was nearly crying. This time he might not have a chance to escape.

The kidnapper turned his body around and his eyes went wide in shock. “Renji-san!” Hanatarou yelled as the red haired shinigami released his mouth. He put his finger on his lips with a scowling face. “Be quiet! You don’t want them to know you’re here, do you?”

Hanatarou nodded with a naïve face before jumping into his arms. “Oh, Renji-san! I know you’re the only friend who I can trust,” He said with relief while Renji’s hand caressed his back.

“Yeah, I’m your friend. That’s why I’m here to protect you from those perverts,” he replied and grabbed back the healer’s shoulder, looking him straight in his eyes.

“Please, save me.”

“This way,” the tall tattooed man started to walk down the alleyway and gestured for him to follow. Hanatarou just obeyed him with no doubt, and totally failed to notice the big wicked grin plastered on Renji’s face. Another trap, yes!

They walked into the dead end and Hanatarou stopped dead track when his guardian suddenly stopped. “Umm…Renji-san, why are we here?” He asked, feeling a bit uneasy.

The sixth division lieutenant turned toward him and gave him a lustful look. “If you want me to help you…please do me a favor,” he demanded and began to corner him off. “W-what favor?” Hanatarou uncertainly backtracked.

And with a flash of movement, his arms were pinned against the wall by Renji’s strong hand. He nervously shuddered and a red blush spread across his cheek when he found the man’s face was inches from him. “Another pervert…”

“Well, Hanatarou, you’re so damn cute when you’re blushing,” Renji purred and licked his lips.

Hanatarou gulped with fear. “How am I going to free myself?” His chest turned upside down and his heartbeat sped up.

“Would you mind…if I eat you?” With that, Renji quickly lunged on his neck and sucked on it greedily. “Noooo! Ah! Renji-san!” Hanatarou shrieked and squirmed in his attempt to pull away from the man’s strong grip. He could feel the man’s teeth grinding on his skin, almost drawing out blood. “You’re not allowed to make a hickey on me!”

Then, Hanatarou did the only thing that came across his mind in that moment. He kicked Renji hard at his growing erection and the man fell on his knees, clutching at his manhood. “D-damn you…” His eyes watered from the painfulness.

“I-I’m sorry….don’t forget to seek for the fourth division’s help. See ya!” Hanatarou bowed apologetically and left him behind without turning back. He knew Renji wouldn’t stop there as he sensed the man behind him begin to grab him back. “Come back!!!!” He yelled.

Renji successfully brought himself out of the alleyway, having difficultly chasing the small healer while clutching his crotch. Not far from there, his noble raven haired captain witnessed the chasing game with twitching eyes.

“Time to be getting out,” Hanatarou whispered to himself as he ensured that nobody was there to screw him off. It was already dusk and everything slowly went to pitch black. The healer crawled out from his hiding place and poked out his head, looking for any glimpse of a shadow.

“What are you doing down there?”

Hanatarou choked with wide eyes. Someone had just greeted him there and said person sounded very close to him and….his arrogant voice…sounded quite familiar to him.

Slowly, he turned his view to the other side. His chest felt like it was about to pop out anytime from his nervousness. Hanatarou’s jaw dropped when the one with Kenseikan was looking at him with sharp cold eyes.

“Ku…Ku…chi...ki…,” he stammered and quickly stood up on his feet. The noble captain only looked at him wordlessly.

Hanatarou then bowed a few times, thinking that he had just done a mistake by interrupting his peaceful walk. The cold sweat began to stream down the curve of his neck. Who knows what kind of punishment the stoic captain had in store for him.

“Gomen nasai! Kuchiki Taichou...I didn’t mean to surprise you or disturb you, sir… please forgive me for my clumsiness.”

He then repeatedly bowed a few more times until Byakuya ordered him to stop. “One apology is enough, Yamada Hanatarou.”

Hanatarou sighed restlessly; he still couldn’t raise his face to meet the captain’s intense gaze. The embarrassment of being caught by the noble ate at him inside. He felt an urge to cup his red face.

He didn’t have any idea of how long the captain was there “Wait! Is he stalking me?”

Hanatarou frowned. That couldn’t be happening, because Byakuya isn’t the type of person who would be getting involved in pranks and his serious demeanor made it impossible for Hanatarou to suspiciously accuse him.

“Excuse me, Kuchiki Taichou,” Hanatarou then gave one last bow to leave and quickly turned on his heel. A soft gasp escaped from his lips as he felt a firm grip land on his shoulder, keeping him from making a move.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” The voice of Byakuya took him aback, and the man turned his body to face him, dragging him closer. “W-What the…”

It wasn’t long before Hanatarou was standing face to face with the noble, and the captain’s cold lips crushed on his, passionately. Honestly, he didn’t think this one would be coming.

“This can’t be…I’ve finally been kiss by guy…”

His heartbeat ran ten times faster than normal. And what made him so annoyed was the blush that started to appear across his cheeks. What was that supposed to be for?

“Hey! I’m straight!” Hanatarou kept on repeating the words in his mind to distract him from the pleasure boiling in the pit of his stomach. He swore he couldn’t do anything to stop the captain as the man deepened his kiss. He wrapped his strong arm around him, almost crushing him. There were reasons for that. First, he was so scared the stoic captain would kill him for disobeying him. Second, perhaps….he wouldn’t mind because the captain is so damn handsome … “Oh no! What am I thinking of?”

The more he thought about it, the more his mind drowned into it and the more he felt helpless in the noble’s tight, warm embrace. “We’re alone here...Why did I fail to notice this earlier?”

“Why do I feel so weak?”

“Where’s my gut to kick him like I did to Renji?”

Byakuya seemed to enjoy the healer’s submission, begging for entrance. “Mmmph!” Hanatarou locked his lips. His stubbornness truly did not fit with his small frame. Then, Byakuya did something to make him defenseless by brushing his finger on his fabric covered nipple.

A moan escaped past his lips. His blood began rushing to his face. “What the heck is that? I’m moaning?”. “Be a good boy…” Byakuya purred, then quickly used the chance to slip his tongue into the boy’s mouth.

Hanatarou felt like crying when the noble began to taste eagerly each inch of his wet cavern. He prayed for this to end sooner. He didn’t want his mind to be corrupted.

It was only a stupid birthday declaration and Byakuya just only wanted to pull a prank on him, perhaps. “That’s weird! Why should he stalk me for only a kiss?”

Then, after what seemed like an eternity, Byakuya released him and nuzzled his face on the crook of his neck, smelling his scent. Hanatarou just narrowed his eyes at the breathless looking captain. “Umm..A-Are you finished, captain?” or “Do you enjoy it, captain pervert?”

“You smell really nice, Hana…” The noble retorted, still nuzzling. Hanatarou flinched “Please, don’t jump me here.”

Then, he felt Byakuya’s hand reach something at his back and slowly the captain distanced from him. He brought a piece of paper before Hanatarou’s face and the healer gingerly took it from his hand.

“I love you so much, please kiss me…” He rolled his eyes with an unbelieving face after he read it. “Who’s the culprit?”

“Someone pasted that on your back. Thank goodness, I just broke the love spell cast on you and no one will be chasing you anymore. Be careful, next time,” Byakuya retreated a few steps before turning on his heels.

Hanatarou just gazed at his back, demanding for more explanation about his actions earlier. “Is it just a prank?”

“Happy Birthday Hanatarou,” The noble raised one hand and disappeared in a flash. Hanatarou wanted to scream to beg him to stop but the noble was nowhere to be seen. He was finally alone again.

“Is it just a prank?” Hanatarou shook his head and slumped on his knees. He calmly looked down on the cold floor, thinking about the entire hectic situation he had been thrown in. After a long silence, a small smile appeared on his lips.

“Maybe…It isn’t that bad…at last I was able to create a sweet birthday memory.”

END

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