I DON'T OWN BLEACH
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him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really
James A. Baldwin
Chapter 18; Requiem of Ichigo Kurosaki
"You sure about this?"
"Memories are tricky, once they are gone they don't come back."
"Make sure you erase everything, they are coming." Ichigo waves with a crooked grin and steps outside the hospital doors. In a flash of wind he is surrounded by Captain Soi Fon and Zaraki Kenpachi. "You bastards didn't waste much time."
"You violated your orders. The Hogyoku will perish without your reiatsu to feed it." Soi Fon lifts her sealed blade in two quick slices she seals his fate and changes his destiny.
"Tch, this is a waste." Kenpachi folds his arms in front of him.
"It is done, the criminal has been dealt with. All traces of his reiatsu should now be gone." Soi Fon says standing next to Kenpachi at the captains meeting. "Further involvement isn't necessary, Urahara used a memory chikan."
Byakuya walks out of the meeting and returns to his office to drown himself in work. Work and rules, are so comfortable and familiar.
"Go to Zangetsu..."
"The sword is still there Byakuya, it should vanish as his reiatsu diminishes."
"Impossible...you are wrong."
"Go see for yourself."
Against his better judgment he found himself back at his manor. Turning the corner to his private gate, he sees the large black and white sword sticking up from the ground.
"Impossible!" Byakuya walks up to the sword and wraps his hand around the hilt. It immediately vanishes into dust, and blows away.
"I'm sorry, Byakuya."
"I'm not, Senbonzakura. I'm not sorry at all."
Walking slowly to his office he removes his scarf and touches the faint mark Ichigo made on his neck. "You left behind things that fade. Your sword, this mark...all I have now are memories."
Byakuya picks up his pen and begins to write when a gust of wind blows the papers away from his desk to the floor. "Shit.."
"Isshin-san, I'm surprised you altered your children's memories."
"Memories are the worst pain I have ever felt."
"Even worse than that bankin ninety-nine, Yama-jii used on you to seal you?" Urahara tugs on his hat and walks down the road.
"That was nothing Kisuke-kun."
"Kurosaki-san..." He turns tapping his cane on the sidewalk with a dull clunk. "was truly a prodigy." Kisuke's voice cracks in rare serious moment. "He will be missed. I'm amazed you stood by and watched."
"Ichigo... choose. I've never been more proud of him. Besides you know I don't interfere in his decisions."
"Cursing is such a bad habit Byakuya Kuchiki."
Byakuya's eyes grow wide as he looks up at the lean figure casting a shadow over him. He blinks confused as the black clad, and bright orange hair fills his view.
Byakuya's eyes narrow as he walks over to the grinning man and punches him in the face.
"Oi! What was that for!" Ichigo rubs his painful jaw.
"For leaving without writing me so much as a note!"
"I left you a message!"
"I did! Didn't Zangetsu tell you when you picked him up?" He presses his face up to Byakuya's forehead.
"I didn't touch it! I left it where you wanted it!" Byakuya leans his head into Ichigo's.
"I'm gonna kiss you."
"It's about damn time!" Byakuya's bottom bumps into the his desk as the force of Ichigo's lips crush over his. His mouth opens for the tongue slicking across his wet lips. Byakuya shuts his eyes feeling Ichigo's hands touch his cheeks sliding up into his thick hair. With mouth's open, lips pressing against the other, and fingers clutching on clothes; they collide into each other's warmth. Byakuya pulls away from the kiss gasping for breath.
Ichigo's mouth still unsatisfied latches onto Byakuya's neck sucking fast and without mercy making a new purple mark on the soft flesh.
"Ah...Ichigo how long?"
"I was away from you eight hours and twenty-one minutes."
"No, I mean how long can you stay with me?"
"I gave Old Man Yama my word I would stay here." Ichigo lifts up from Byakuya's neck to look at him. "So... forever."
"Forever?" Byakuya's pulse jumps at the sound of such a pleasing word. He turns Ichigo toward his desk pushing his chest down on it. Clothes are pulled open and then down, both release a deep moan as skin finally touches. Byakuya slides his tongue up Ichigo's back while grinding his hips over Ichigo firm bottom. "Have I told you my fantasy?" Byakuya leans over Ichigo's back pressing his lips on the exposed shoulder blade.
"Please...tell me." Ichigo pants in anticipation, feeling Byakuya's stiff member sliding over his entrance.
"You..." Byakuya fetches the bottle of lubrication from his right hand drawer. "and me." The cap snaps open and a generous amount thickly coats Byakuya fingers. He pours out even more on Ichigo's backside and watches as it drips down between the parted firm bottom in front of him. "see how much abuse the desk can take."
"Ironic.. that's my fantasy too." Ichigo hooks his hands above his head on the edge of the desk, and pushes his hips toward Byakuya.
"Oh, I'm glad to hear that." Byakuya wraps his arm around Ichigo's hips and grabs his erection. Ichigo's back arches in pleasure from the slick motions of Byakuya's hand as it rubs a warming liquid over his shaft.
"Ooh my-" Ichigo moans with desire as Byakuya enters him. He drops his forehead on the wooden desktop, feeling his own hot breath blow back in his face. It's feverish, passionate and fast, he begins to sway. His body reacts grabbing onto the hard throbbing cock. "Ah! please.."
Byakuya clenches his jaw struggling to remain under control and stretch out the pleasure building inside him. His thrusts increase, pushing his hips at a fast pace. The only sounds are the creaking of the desk and smacking of their hips against each other.
"Ah, ah." Ichigo begins to pant louder with every motion Byakuya makes.
"Are you going to come for me?" Byakuya asks lifting up Ichigo's torso for deeper penetration.
"Hmm, what if I do this?" Byakuya presses into him, hitting Ichigo's prostrate and holds still watching Ichigo jerk in ecstasy under him.
"Oh MY-Oh I love it." His back arches and his hips buck against Byakuya wildly as he comes. "Ah! I love you."
Byakuya is taken off guard by Ichigo's words, leaning over him snapping his hips quickly. His climax erupts fast as the pleasing sound of Ichigo's word echo in his head. "And I love you Nobara-tan."
Ichigo slips on his white haori and walks to his office door. Byakuya appears in the doorway in a sudden flash step.
"Hey. What brings you here?"
"Thought I'd warn you captain Soi Fon is irate at you deceiving her yesterday."
"Pfft, That was Kon. It doesn't matter anyway Old Man Yama is satisfied that my human body is destroyed and their precious Hogyoku is safe inside." Ichigo pats his chest with a grin.
Byakuya grabs Ichigo's arm and drag him into Ichigo's office. "Oi! I have a meeting!"
"It's time." Byakuya takes the green scarf off and tosses it to Ichigo.
"My fantasy." The dark-haired noble begins to undress.
"Was for you to top me on your desk."
"Be Kidding...BE KIDDING! He...doesn't...look like he is kidding!"
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