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Sugar Streak

By: Chiyo
folder Bleach › General
Rating: Adult
Chapters: 5
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Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Grace Lost to Thunder

'My writing ability is getting out of touch,' I think to myself. It is my passion and talent, and not something that I wish to casually observe as it slips away. It is something that I want to hone, to perfect.

What makes perfect, but practice?

'Simple scenes that do not require much explanation, past the current happenings, will be perfect for practice,' I ponder, 'and writing similar scenes over and over will force me to experiment with my style.'

From my mind falls the idea to write a series of kisses. Fantastic!

So here I am. Kisses.


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A M/M to start us off. After reading Black-and-red Conflict, by ghostraven on here, I've become hooked on the idea of Renji and Byakuya together. It's completely implausible and as an unlikely couple as one could find, yet something about such a discordant dynamic just works. So I wrote them a chapter.


Grace Lost to Thunder


Hands linked, fingers intertwined. It wasn't conscious. Not much was in this situation, and if you asked either of them how it had all started, they couldn't tell you.

There had always been something between them, right from the beginning, however what this 'something' was had repeatedly altered over the course of their years. Piqued intrigue, lack of notice; grudging admiration, slight distaste; ambition, intrigue; accomplishment, disbelief; hatred, determination. Differences. Respect.

Currently it seemed to have settled somewhere close to lust.

Papers had scattered, the glass of water that had been neatly placed on a coaster now spilling its contents and bleeding the ink of well-rehearsed signatures out onto the forgotten pages. The light seemed to cling to all it could, fighting the dusk's advancing cloak, now falling upon the room. The last rays of twilight glanced off pale skin, glazed eyes; dancing over stark red and jagged black to highlight a feral passion that anybody would have expected from one of them, but that nobody would have believed of both.

A gasp was drawn as strong hands collided a gracefully arced back with the wall behind it. Dark eyes widened in slight shock before tracing over haphazardly revealed tattoos, and the athletic chest they adorned. Byakuya's hand rose and pressed where his eyes had previously ventured, not knowing whether the rational side of his mind was pushing such a tameless being away from him, or whether the passionate side simply wanted to touch, to feel the libertine vivacity he had long denied himself.

It remained there for only a few seconds before being held carelessly at the wall beside his head, causing one fractured word to fall unconsciously out with his ragged breath before red hair curtained his vision and heated lips were pressed to his own.

"Ren-ji..."

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The next chapter is proving somewhat difficult to write. There is something rather terrifying about the possibility of wrongly depicting one's favourite character, and Ichimaru Gin is an awkward one to read. I will try my best, however, and attempt to bring a Gin x Orihime addition next.
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