[Fic] - Hanging by a Thread 7/9
[Title]: Cat and Mouse Play part 2
[Characters]: Abarai Renji and Kuchiki Byakuya
[Summary]: As Renji tries to make sense of what it is he and Byakuya have; the Kuchiki heir ponders, carefully, the effects of Renji in his life and where this might lead them.
[Word Count]: 911
[Finished]: 13.May.2007
[Beta]: Not Beta-read
[Warnings]: none
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: n/a
Disclaimer:Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic.All characters © Kubo Tite
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07. CAT AND MOUSE PLAY part 2
For Renji these last few days were a dream come true, he was actually in a… hmm, what was it exactly he and the Taichou had? - No, not Taichou! Byakuya! He could now call the powerful, regal, cold, beautiful Kuchiki-taichou, by his given name: BYAKUYA! - Well, that established, he had now to define what sort of… arrangement was it between him and his Byakuya. - It felt so good to use such a possessive term, to actually dub him as his. - It wasn’t an acknowledge relation, yet; they had merely kissed a few time - four to be more precise - and they had done some serious groping and teasing and some caressing and licking and - only thinking about it was making him hard - and, of course, the height of their… settlement - no, still wasn’t the right designation - was that amazing time in the Main Office, when they had cum in each others hands. Renji sighed, if he kept this way it would become difficult to concentrate on his affairs - Hmm, affair, maybe it could be a way to describe it?! - Then again, the word had a negative connotation, as if they were betraying someone. In their case no one else was involved, so again, affair still probably wasn’t the right term. And wasn’t it necessary to have sex involved to actually be called an affair?!
How to get that was now Renji’s main concern; Byakuya seemed to be up for it and he was definitely up for it. - right now if the occasion occurred - So he just had to set the mood, maybe use some of his tricks, and they would be getting it on.
Of course - now that he thought about it - he would have to adjust his tricks to Byakuya. He couldn’t chat him up, buy him dinner, candles and chocolates; Byakuya was not a girl! Nor could he get him drunk beyond recognition and then just jump him; Byakuya was not his usual type of partner! So for the head of the Kuchiki House, Taichou of Gotei 6 what could he, Renji, use from his “love arsenal” that would put Byakuya in the mood for sex?
One thing came to mind: his body. It seemed to be the thing for the black-haired man, that and his loose hair; it always affected the Taichou.
Mind set on this, he headed down to the Main Office to show off his attributes and work his magic on Kuchiki Byakuya. A warm feeling setting in his heart. “This is going to be fun!”
xxxxx
It wasn’t the first time thoughts like these assaulted his mind. In truth the fact that they had been absent in the previous weeks only added to the feeling of discomfort and uneasiness inherent. It meant that his mind had been clouded and inattentive lately; the cause: Abarai Renji, what else!
The rendezvous with the red-haired Shinigami had him daydreaming and mindless of important facts both in the Gotei and his family affairs; it was a distraction, this infatuation with his Fukutaichou, wonderful, fulfilling and crazed but still a distraction. And it was beginning to take its toll on him. They had almost been caught the other night. It might have been exhilarating for Renji but it had him thinking that they were pushing it too far. What was there for two overworked Shinigamis, what could be obtained from such a connection.
His heart did a trick on him, words like friend, companion, someone to rely and share the burden. Love. His body joined in the treason, there could be searing kisses, torrid embraces, heart stopping sex. And there was Renji’s body and his crimson mane, that so easy and completely, had him undone. His rational self imposed on his heart and body. No, this could not be!
He was the Taichou, Renji’s superior; he had to set the standards. He was a Kuchiki, the head of the clan, he could not be associated with such doings, he had a position to maintain. It wouldn’t be a pretty sight if his relation with Renji became known. He could already see and hear the Family Council going on and on about his life and his duty and how they would pursue Renji and try to set all the blame on the Fukutaichou, to clean the Kuchiki name. And drive Renji away. It was hopeless, wherever he turned, however he thought there was no way for he and Renji to be. No logic, they were so different, so distant from one another…
So why was it so difficult to get it accomplished? To approach Renji and tell him they needed to end this. No more nightly encounters in the Training Hall, no more midnight kisses in the garden, no more!
He looked out the window, trying to clear his mind, to set it straight once again and fall back in the safe monotony of life; and then he saw him in the distance, walking towards Headquarters, still away but unmistakably Renji. His red hair shinning bright in the sun, his way of walking, that Byakuya now realized had become so familiar. Renji stopped to chat with some other Shinigamis, so lively, unconcerned, happy as Byakuya had never been able to look or feel. And he had the power to shatter all up in seconds. Why wasn’t he feeling powerful?
A resolution became clear in his mind. He headed out, going to find Renji.
May2007©MarinLiliz
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[Characters]: Abarai Renji and Kuchiki Byakuya
[Summary]: As Renji tries to make sense of what it is he and Byakuya have; the Kuchiki heir ponders, carefully, the effects of Renji in his life and where this might lead them.
[Word Count]: 911
[Finished]: 13.May.2007
[Beta]: Not Beta-read
[Warnings]: none
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: n/a
Disclaimer:Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic.All characters © Kubo Tite
PREVIOUS /// NEXT
07. CAT AND MOUSE PLAY part 2
For Renji these last few days were a dream come true, he was actually in a… hmm, what was it exactly he and the Taichou had? - No, not Taichou! Byakuya! He could now call the powerful, regal, cold, beautiful Kuchiki-taichou, by his given name: BYAKUYA! - Well, that established, he had now to define what sort of… arrangement was it between him and his Byakuya. - It felt so good to use such a possessive term, to actually dub him as his. - It wasn’t an acknowledge relation, yet; they had merely kissed a few time - four to be more precise - and they had done some serious groping and teasing and some caressing and licking and - only thinking about it was making him hard - and, of course, the height of their… settlement - no, still wasn’t the right designation - was that amazing time in the Main Office, when they had cum in each others hands. Renji sighed, if he kept this way it would become difficult to concentrate on his affairs - Hmm, affair, maybe it could be a way to describe it?! - Then again, the word had a negative connotation, as if they were betraying someone. In their case no one else was involved, so again, affair still probably wasn’t the right term. And wasn’t it necessary to have sex involved to actually be called an affair?!
How to get that was now Renji’s main concern; Byakuya seemed to be up for it and he was definitely up for it. - right now if the occasion occurred - So he just had to set the mood, maybe use some of his tricks, and they would be getting it on.
Of course - now that he thought about it - he would have to adjust his tricks to Byakuya. He couldn’t chat him up, buy him dinner, candles and chocolates; Byakuya was not a girl! Nor could he get him drunk beyond recognition and then just jump him; Byakuya was not his usual type of partner! So for the head of the Kuchiki House, Taichou of Gotei 6 what could he, Renji, use from his “love arsenal” that would put Byakuya in the mood for sex?
One thing came to mind: his body. It seemed to be the thing for the black-haired man, that and his loose hair; it always affected the Taichou.
Mind set on this, he headed down to the Main Office to show off his attributes and work his magic on Kuchiki Byakuya. A warm feeling setting in his heart. “This is going to be fun!”
xxxxx
It wasn’t the first time thoughts like these assaulted his mind. In truth the fact that they had been absent in the previous weeks only added to the feeling of discomfort and uneasiness inherent. It meant that his mind had been clouded and inattentive lately; the cause: Abarai Renji, what else!
The rendezvous with the red-haired Shinigami had him daydreaming and mindless of important facts both in the Gotei and his family affairs; it was a distraction, this infatuation with his Fukutaichou, wonderful, fulfilling and crazed but still a distraction. And it was beginning to take its toll on him. They had almost been caught the other night. It might have been exhilarating for Renji but it had him thinking that they were pushing it too far. What was there for two overworked Shinigamis, what could be obtained from such a connection.
His heart did a trick on him, words like friend, companion, someone to rely and share the burden. Love. His body joined in the treason, there could be searing kisses, torrid embraces, heart stopping sex. And there was Renji’s body and his crimson mane, that so easy and completely, had him undone. His rational self imposed on his heart and body. No, this could not be!
He was the Taichou, Renji’s superior; he had to set the standards. He was a Kuchiki, the head of the clan, he could not be associated with such doings, he had a position to maintain. It wouldn’t be a pretty sight if his relation with Renji became known. He could already see and hear the Family Council going on and on about his life and his duty and how they would pursue Renji and try to set all the blame on the Fukutaichou, to clean the Kuchiki name. And drive Renji away. It was hopeless, wherever he turned, however he thought there was no way for he and Renji to be. No logic, they were so different, so distant from one another…
So why was it so difficult to get it accomplished? To approach Renji and tell him they needed to end this. No more nightly encounters in the Training Hall, no more midnight kisses in the garden, no more!
He looked out the window, trying to clear his mind, to set it straight once again and fall back in the safe monotony of life; and then he saw him in the distance, walking towards Headquarters, still away but unmistakably Renji. His red hair shinning bright in the sun, his way of walking, that Byakuya now realized had become so familiar. Renji stopped to chat with some other Shinigamis, so lively, unconcerned, happy as Byakuya had never been able to look or feel. And he had the power to shatter all up in seconds. Why wasn’t he feeling powerful?
A resolution became clear in his mind. He headed out, going to find Renji.
May2007©MarinLiliz
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