NOTE This will most likely be the last chapter. And yes this is written in third person. It's just easier that way. Most of the yaoi is in this chapter. Thanks for being faithful readers.
The next morning Renji woke up feeling refreshed and ready for a new day. It took him a minute to realize though that last night had really happened. He had really told the captain and vice-captain of the tenth squad that he was in love with Kurosaki Ichigo. Shit. I really shouldn't have done that. He sat up and threw the covers off of him and stood up. Rubbing his eyes, he padded to the kitchen to make himself breakfast.
"I'm going to have to tell him today. If I don't, he may be stolen from me." He muttered to himself. He glanced at the clock and sighed. It was only six-thirty A.M. Ichigo was probably getting ready for school and wouldn't be home until three or four. "Then again," he muttered, "I still have to go to work." Sighing, he ate breakfast in silence and went to shower.
The warm water seemed to help him think better. Why did it have to be him of all people? We met, what? Less than a year ago. And anyway, he's probably got a girlfriend or two hanging around here. Still, I guess it would be good to at least tell him how I feel. Life makes things so complicated. He shut the water off and climbed out of the tub, the water dripping around him. He wrapped the towel around his waist and walked to his bedroom. Inside, he got dressed quickly, not bothering to put his long red hair up in a ponytail. He looked guyish enough to not be mistaken as a woman.
He walked out of the apartment, locking it behind him, went to his car, started it and drove off to what would be a long day at work.
Ichigo woke up to the sun shining in his face. He closed his eyes again, the sun burning into them. He hoped that what he had seen last night would all be a dream. Groaning, he threw the covers back and stood up. Rubbing his eyes with one knuckle, he went and knocked on his closet door. "Rukia?" He called. "It's time for school."
No one answered him. Pulling the door open, he sighed. There was a note sitting on the shelf of the closet which read, 'Ichigo, I'm sorry but I have to leave. I've caused to much trouble for you and your family. From now on, I'll commute from Soul Society to school. I'll see you later. With Love, Rukia' That idiot. She didn't have to leave. Karin's just at an emotional stage in her life. Ah well. I'll see her in school at least.
He crumpled the note and threw it in the garbage. He'd talk to her later. Quickly, he got dressed and walked downstairs. Karin and Yuzu already sat at the table eating breakfast. "G'Morning." He said, sitting down.
"Morning." Karin said, not bothering to look up from the paper she was reading.
"Good morning Nii-chan. Where's Rukia-chan this morning?"
"She left early. Had somethings she had to clear up at school." Ichigo lied, feeling a pang of guilt in the pit of his stomach. Things would end up getting complicated like always. Karin would bombard him with questions about why she left so early and if she was going to come back with him after school et cetera.
To his surprise though, she stayed quiet. Yuzu and Ichigo exchanged confused looks and than looked back at Karin. "Are you still mad?" He asked her, hoping the answer would be no.
"Mad? What do i have to be mad about?" Karin asked, flliping to the next page in the newspaper. Regardless of what she said or did, I knew she was still very upset about Rukia.
"Rukia-chan," I answered. She seemed to stop breathing for a moment but went back to reading again.
"Why should I be mad about that? She's a friend and she has rights to hang out with you as well. Nothing wrong with that."
"Obviously there is. You practically flinch every time some one mentions her name. You clearly have a severe dislike for her. Anyway, I'll to you guys later." He got up kissed Yuzu on top of the head, ruffled Karin's hair, put his dishes in the sink and ran out the door.
At work, Renji stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking about what he was going to have to do this afternoon. Some one tapped him on the shoulder, snapping him back to reality. "Is something wrong?" Asked a petite young woman. This was his assistant Mary Able.
"Oh, Able-san. Sorry. Nothings wrong. Just thinking."
"About what?" She asked, setting down a stack of paper's she had and a cup of tea. Renji looked up at her, wondering if he should tell her. "I-is it too private? I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked." She turned to leave but Renji grabbed her just in time.
"Please, have a seat." He said, motioning to the chair across his desk. She sat down and looked at him, worry creasing her face. "I-I have a confession to make."
"A confession?" She asked, her face and voice still worried that she had stumbled into something she shouldnt've.
"Yup. A confession. For starters, I'm completely gay. Not Bi not sort of gay but gay."
"Y-you're gay? I suppose that's not too big of a surprise." Well, there goes my chances, she thought bitterly.
"That's not the biggest surprise I guess. I'm in love with this kid named Kurosaki Ichigo. I haven't told him but I'm not sure I want to. I've known him less than a year and i don't want things to get awkward between us if he says no. Does any of that make sense?" Renji, blushing from giving away most of what he had kept secret for so many years.
"Of course. And did you say Kurosaki Ichigo? We've had so many missing reports on him I'm surprised you even know him. Plus all the trouble he's gotten in." Mary said, staring at Renji.
"Trouble? Him? I can't believe it."
"I would. He's gotten into so many fights we've all lost count. He's sent people to the hospital unconsciencess. He's broken ribs, jaws, backbones, he's torn hair from all over the persons body. Not something many would be proud of. Yet, no one has bothered to send him to juvi for it. There's... something about him that makes everyone, yet no one fear him. It's unusual don't you think?"
Renji just stared and listened. Yep. That's sounds like him. Doesn't let anybody do shit to him.
"That can't possibly be the person you're talking about can it?"
"The exact same. He almost killed me once."
Her hand flew to her mouth, a looked of shock now plastered against her face. "H-how?"
"A sword fight in the Twenty-First century?" She asked, her voice disbelieving.
"Yup. Huge swords, many cuts and bruises." He answered. At the moment he didn't really care if she believed him or not.
"I'm taking a guess you're both Shinigami right?"
Renji shot up in his chair. "W-what? That's ridiculous. There's no such thing!"
She looked down at her clasped hands. Her eyes were sad, hopeless. "They really must of all died. Kurosaki you IDIOT! Where will all the souls go now that you destroyed it?"
"W-what are you talking about Able-san?"
"I haven't told anyone this but...technically, I'm part of 8th divisions protection squad." She looked up, hope crawling to her eyes.
I-if she knows, I may as well tell her. "Now that you mention it, I might as well not lie. Nice to meet you. I'm Aberai Renji, fukutaicho of the sixth squad."
"R-Renji-fukutaicho? G-gomenesai!" Mary stood up quickly and bowed. "I-I had no idea! Please forgive me my rudeness!"
Startled, Renji answered, "Ie. Don't worry about it. So anyway, how did you know about Soul Society and how Ichigo practically destroyed it?"
"Some one called and filled me in. I wasn't too surprised when I heard some one tried to save Kuchiki-san but I was surprised when I found out it was some one from this town. Kurosaki has a bad record but is a great kid. You have good choice in men Renji-kun. Good luck with him. He's not one to reject or say no." She stood up and turned, prepared to walk away but before she did, she turned around, her eyes slightly teary, "Just know that I love you. I'll root you on all the way but never, ever, forget that I love you."
She turned around again and walked out the door.
Renji watched her go, no knowing whether to stop her and apologize, or just to let her go. He decided just to let her go. There was no point in apologizing when he told her he was gay. It would simply make her feel worse. I'm sorry Mary-san. You'll find some one else that you love and they'll love you back.
Looking at the clock, Renji realized that he had gotten off work almost half an hour ago. It was four thirty, meaning that Ichigo was probably home already. He stood up, sighed, and walked out the door, saying good-bye to almost every one in the office.
Now it's time to actually confess instead of saying it to some one who doesn't really care.
Ichigo was in his room working on homework when he heard a knock at the door. "Ichii-nii," Came Karin's voice, "some one id here to see you. Says it's important."
So she's not mad anymore? Yugata! "Sure. Send him up." Ichigo said.
He heard his sister pad slowly down the steps to the front of the house. There were a few minutes of silence before there was another knock at the door. "Can I come in?" Asked a warm, familiar, voice.
Ichigo's heart stopped for a minute. What's he doing here? Shouldn't he be in Soul Society? "Renji, that you? Come on in." The door clicked as Renji stepped in, closing the door behind him. Ichigo spun around to look at him. He was the same as he had remembered him. Long, flowing, red hair. A muscular body that he longed to hold. And an emotionless, unsmiling face.
"Why are you in the real world?" Ichigo asked, curosity pulling at his brain... and his heart.
"W-well... You're part of the reason. I had, have, something I need to tell you but I don't want it to create awkwardness between us. Does that make sense?" Reji looked at Ichigo, still holding onto the doorknob.
"I guess. There's something I need to tell you as well. I don't want out friendship to be affected though if... you say no." ichigo looked up and met Renji's eyes, a light blush crossing his cheeks. Renji turned his face brightening as well.
Together they thought, unknowing the other was thinking the same thing, He's so cute!
All at once, unintentionally together they said, "I love you!" Both of their faces turned a deep scarlet. Neither knew what to say.
"W-what d-did you s-say?" Ichigo asked, his mouth open, hanging.
"I-I love you." Renji answered. He looked down, slightly ashamed. He didn't have too much time to though because Ichigo's chair had clattered to the floor when Ichigo had stood up and ran to him, Wrapping his arms around Renji's neck. He pushed his lips hard to Renji's, not wanting to ever let go.
When he let go he breathed into Renji's ear, "I love you. I love you. I love you."
Renji's tense body relaxed enough for him to wrap his arms around Ichigo's waist. What he had waited so long to get, he finally got. "I love you to." Renji put his mouth to Ichigo's and pushed him towards the bed, there elect lengths brushing the others. Ichigo let his eyes flutter shut, stumbling backwards onto the bed, pulling Renji away from his mouth but pushing him on top of Ichigo. Ouch! Ichigo thought when he landed on Renji's hands.
Renji pulled his hands out from under Ichigo and used them to lean on the bed, closer to his face. Ichigo pulled down on his neck making him lose grip on the bed, then making him fall on top of him and, almost, regrettably on the erect length. Ichigo pushed his mouth hard against Renji's, not wanting him to go away. Renji rearranged himself into a more comfortable position, hearing Ichigo moan again as he brushed it with his own. Slowly, not wanting to make a wrong move, he ran his hand under Ichigo's shirt and up his side. Ichigo took one arm from Renji's neck and grabbed his arm. "Am I moving to fast?" Renji asked, breaking away from the kiss, worry creasing his voice. Had he already gone to far?
"No. But your hands are cold." Ichigo breathed, smiling.
"What? Oh, sorry." He gave a sheepish smile, forgetting that he had been sweating earlier which had, somehow, made his skin cold.
He was prepared to take his hand out from under the other's shirt but a hand stopped him. Confused, he looked at Ichigo. He was shaking his head, still smiling. "Nuh-uh. Don't you dare stop." Renji couldn't stop himself from smiling. He leaned down again, kissing Ichigo with even more passion, and running his cold hands over Ichigo's nipples. He felt him arch his back into him, the cold touch making his shiver.
Renji pushed the shirt up further, wanting to take it off. Ichigo dropped his arm and broke from the kiss only long enough to rip off the very confining shirt. Renji nibbled along his neck now, biting the more sensitive parts, causing Ichigo to take deep, sharpened breaths. He nibbled along his ear lobe, listening to his heart beat coming from his pounding ears. (Hope you get what I mean) He played softly with the pink nipple, leaning down to suck softly on it, using his other hand to play with the other one. Using his other free hand, he unbuttoned Ichigo's jeans and slipped his hand down them. He grabbed the erect groin, using his middle finger to play with the tip of it.
He tugged at the jeans trying to remove them. Understanding what he wanted, Ichigo lifted himself from the bed, usuing his hands to pull the pants from himself. Renji stopped sucking on it and leaned up to whisper in his new lovers ear, "Got on your hands on knees." Ichigo turned around, not too prepared for what was about to come next.
Renji stuck two fingers into his mouth, just long enough for them to get... moistened. Then, he started with one finger. He cringed when he heard Ichigo yelp. He didn't want to hurt him.
He nodded, not wanting to stop. It hurt but it also felt good.
Renji stook another finger in, receiving another loud yelp from Ichigo. Cringing again, he decided to ignore it. Slowly, he started to move his fingers back and forth, listening every time to Ichigo's yelling. He used his fingers for almost a minute before taking them out, getting a small complaining whimper from Ichigo.
"Don't worry. I'm not done yet." He positioned himself in front of Ichigo, and slid himself. Ichigo screamed, yes screamed, as something unfamiliar was pushed into his body. Renji flinched for it was tight. He leaned over and whispered, "Relax. You're fine."
Easier said than done! Ichigo thought bitterly. He took a deep breath, forcing his body to relax. Again he screamed in agony as Renji pushed himself in further.
He bagan to rick his body back and forth, forcing himself in and out out Ichigo each time. Each time he pushed himself in further, Ichgo yelled louder. Soon though, he found the spot that made Ichigo moan in pleasure. He grabbed Ichigo's length and pumped, moving faster and faster with every thrust. "R-Renji! I'm coming!"
Renji stopped pumping the length and squeezed it with out stopping his other motions. Ichigo yelled out in agony. "What the hell was that for?" He wheezed in between moans.
"Not... hhhnn... yet! Wait for me!" Renji pushed even harder now, faster than he had gone yet. With one last thrust he yelled, "I-Ichigo I'm coming!" He realeased himself into Ichigo as Ichigo released into his hand. They fell on top of eachother breathing hard, and fast.
"Are you sure you're not fucking with me when you tell me you lov me?" Ichigo asked, a serios look on his face.
"I just fucked you. That should be answer enough." Renji muttered, running his hand through Ichigo's hair. He rolled off of him to lay more comfortablly on the bed. Ichigo rolled onto his stomach, draping his arm over Renji's stomach.
Suddenly, there came a knock on his door. He heard it click as some one opened it. He jumped up from the bed and ran over to close it on who ever was there.
"Ichi-nii? Are you alright?" came Yuzu'z muffled voice.
"You were screaming..."
"I'm fine. Really! Call me when dinner is ready!"
"That's what I came to tell you. Dinner is done."
"I'll be down there in a while!"
He heard Yuzu sigh but turn and walk down the hall towards the stairs. He listened and waited until he heard her go down the stairs. He returned to the bed and cralwled onto the bed to lay down next to Renji. He sighed in conent. Resting his head against Renji's chest, he listened to the slowly steadying heartbeat.
"I love you." He muttered, his eyelids suddenly very heavy.
"I know." Renji muttered, running his finger through Ichigo's hair again. He felt his slowly flutter close. He couldn't hel himself. Right before they both drifted off, he drew the cover's up around them, snuggling closer together.
Author's Last Note: I don't own this is any way. Well, except for the fanfic.
Anyway, thanks for being faithful readers and reading all the way through. Please review? Onigai?
© Stacie Streck 2007- Until I no longer write fanfics.