Coming Home

Warning this is yaoi which is boy x boy so if you don’t like don’t read. Lemon in this chapter so heads up.



AN: Thank you to everyone that supported this fiction. Thanks to all the reviewers Jennifer, Yakumo, Dudette, Rosemary, riokali, TilThatTime, Affie and Rysha, mayablackwolf and a very big thank you to Darkephoenix whom almost always posted a comment from the very beginning. Knowing that you were still enjoying was one of the comments I looked forward to. This is the final chapter, though I promise to continue on with Kira and Renji though im not sure how long that fic will be since you guys know me I write daily so I never know from day to day what will be in store for my characters. You guys are the best I love you and it was your support that made this fiction possible. I look forward to writing more stuff to please you guys and if you have plot or pairing requests you can send them to dbat@alltel.net and ill see about writing up a story. I really like unusual pairings but no weird stuff >.> If you send me an email though please make sure you title it something like plot pairing request or something cuz I get a lot of junk mail. I will write Het but……The female will always be an OC cuz I absolutely hate 90% of the female characters in anime.



~A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.~



Coming Home



Chapter Eighteen



The exhausted squads stepped through the gateway and into the Seireitei where Soi Fong and Yamamoto were waiting patiently. Soi Fong looked slightly perturbed and Yamamoto looked as wise and all knowing as ever. Soi Fong was the first to speak her voice firm but her eyes told a different story.



“Ichimaru-taicho, you had me worried.” The small woman, though had never shown it, had grown attached to the grinning man during his secret training. She thought of him as a brother and worried about his well being. When correspondence with them was lost for a short while she had grown extremely nervous.



Gin grinned and laid a hand on the small woman’s shoulder. Leaning down he whispered “I am glad ya care, little sister.”



“Little!? What’s that supposed to mean?” exclaimed the small woman ever conscientious of her height. Soi Fong simple took his teasing and simply relished in the fact that he was safely back in Soul Society. Gin simply grinned and turned towards Yamamoto-sotaicho.



“All Arrancar have been destroyed.” Gin bowed to the head of the Thirteen divisions. He only hoped that the two Espada would hold their end of the bargain and stay hidden. Grimmjow had a bone to pick with Gin but he wasn’t too worried it looked like Ulquiorra had Grimmjow firmly in check. How in the world those two had ended up together was beyond Gin’s comprehension. Looking at Byakuya, Gin grinned. He was one to talk.



Yamamoto nodded, “You have done well in your endevor, Ichimaru-taicho. It pleases me to see your full return to our ranks.” Turning the old man began his walk back towards his office. “Oh and Ichimaru-taicho.”



“Sir?”



“I fully expect a match of chess in the near future. Juushiro has been too busy to play and I have longed for a challenge.”



“Hai, Sotaicho.” Gin replied, fully looking forward to the match.



Turning to Byakuya, Gin stroked a hand down his face and whispered “Let’s go home now.” Byakuya nodded and the two lovers turned to their respective squads. Ordering the wounded taken to Division Four, the dead taken to the undertaker for preparation of honorable burial, and everyone else was free to do as they pleased. Both fully expected all squads to be celebrating this night. Aizen’s last remaining taint on the world had been removed this day and that was cause for celebration.



Izuru watched as Byakuya and Gin began to make their way back toward the Kuchiki Manor. The pain was still in his heart and it left him feeling lost and unable to cope. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Renji watching him. Renji now knew his dark secret but there was no stopping the building of the pain in his soul. It would require release and Izuru only knew one way to deal with the pain. Renji would never understand what it was like. No one could. Not even Wabisuke could understand and she was part of his soul. This was his cross to bear. His and his alone.



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Upon entering the Kuchiki manor, Byakuya waved away the servants and made his way towards his bedroom hand firmly linked with Gin’s. Gin was a little surprised, in all of their interludes, Gin had always been the initiator. Not that he was opposed to Byakuya handling this, the thought of the once icy demeanor of Kuchiki Byakuya, melted was more enticing than all of the fantasies he had ever had. How had his fantasies turned into reality.



Once the door was closed, Byakuya pushed Gin hard against the door and covered his lips with his own. Pushing every inch of his body that he could against Gin, Byakuya seemed as if he was trying to merge himself into Gin. Gin ran the tips of his slender fingers up to bury themselves in the black hair of his lover, pulling Byakuya even closer but giving Byakuya full control of the kiss.



Byakuya ran the tip of his tongue over the smiling lips and prodded them, asking for admittance. Gin complied, and Byakuya swiftly plunged his tongue inside tasting every inch of Gin’s mouth. He plundered the mouth almost as if he couldn’t get enough then slowly withdrew and trailed his lips down the long slender throat to the prominent collar bone. Burying his face in the curve of Gin’s neck, Byakuya whispered “When I saw Nnoitra swing his blade that last time, I thought I had lost you.” Gin brought his arms up and encircled Byakuya’s shoulders.



Byakuya straightened and lead Gin to the futon. Undressing Gin and then himself, Byakuya pushed Gin down on the futon and then lowered himself next to him. Kissing Gin again, this time slow and gentle with only a hint of the previous desperation. Taking his time, Byakuya set out to explore every inch of Gin. Trailing his lips downward stopping for a moment to nip at the collar bone before venturing downward. Gin gasped as Byakuya nipped roughly at a hard nipple then soothed the hurt with his tongue.



Byakuya glanced towards Gin’s face, with hooded eyes. The grin was no longer present and the crimson eyes visible and following every action Byakuya took. Gin gasped when Byakuya trailed his lips towards the navel and dipped in. Nipping his way slowly, Byakuya ran his tongue around the tip of Gin’s arousal. Teasing but never allowing him relief. Gin threw back his head and groaned, it seemed as if every fantasy he had ever had was occurring in this moment.



“Never show anyone else this face. This part of you belongs to me.” whispered Byakuya as he licked the tip catching the pre-cum oozing from the tip. Squeezing Gin’s balls gently in his hand Byakuya as he sucked gently on the tip. Gin was gasping for breath and arching his hips, seeking deeper entrance into Byakuya’s mouth.



Ignoring the plea, Byakuya slid back up and reached to the bedside table. Taking the oil from the drawer, he whispered in Gin’s ear “Prepare me.” Pulling back with a nip, Byakuya handed the oil to Gin. Gin dipped his finger in the oil and reached down to slowly stretch Byakuya. First inserting one finger, then another. Byakuya groaned when his fingers brushed his prostate. Adding a third finger, Gin began a slow pumping motion, making sure to brush against the prostate.



Byakuya pulled away pushed Gin down and straddled his thighs. Taking the oil once again, Byakuya slicked his hands and coated Gin’s erection in the oil. Spending a few extra seconds caressing the erection and causing Gin to growl low in his throat.



Lining up the erection, Byakuya slowly slid himself down inch by inch, pausing periodically to allow his body to adjust. Gin panted as Byakuya slowly lowered himself until he was fully seated. After a moment he began a slow rhythm that was driving Gin mad with pleasure. Byakuya arched his back as Gin’s erection hit his prostate dead on. The erotic sight of Byakuya arched, sweat gleaming on his alabaster skin was Gin’s undoing. Growling, Gin grabbed Byakuya’s hips and flipped him on his back. Pulling his legs high, Gin plunged hard back into the welcoming warmth.



Byakuya cried out with pleasure. Gin began a fast rhythm and sweat coated both their bodies. Gin pounded hard, hitting Byakuya’s prostate dead on every thrust. Byakuya’s nails scratched furrows in Gin’s back as the pleasure built. Byakuya began to whimper and reached to stroke himself. Gin growled and pushed the hands away taking both in his hand and holding them above Byakuya’s head while his other hand grasped the straining erection. Byakuya exploded white streams between both of their bodies. Gin arched his back as the inner muscles tightened almost painfully around his cock sending him into his own orgasm.



Gin collapsed beside Byakuya panting. Byakuya wrapped his arms around the other man and buried his face in his neck. Byakuya inhaled the smell of musk mixed with sandalwood, a scent that belonged to Gin alone. In that moment he knew that he would not be able to survive without Gin in his life, elders be damned. Their were plenty others that could provide heirs to the Kuchiki clan.



“What are ya thinking’ about?” asked Gin when he regained his breath.



“How I’m not giving you up.” said Byakuya. He would abandon the clan before he would live a false life. A life without Gin in it wasn’t worth living. The thought of going back to being frozen in ice was not appealing. Being one of the most powerful leaders the Kuchiki clan had ever had, Byakuya didn’t think he would have trouble bringing them around.



Gin smirked, as he stood and walked to the bathroom to get something to clean both of them. When he got back, Byakuya had already asleep. Smiling, Gin cleaned them both and settled himself behind Byakuya allowing his steady breathing to lull him into sleep. With this man beside him there would be no more nightmares, Byakuya banished the remaining pain from his soul and gave new life to his heart. ‘So this is what if feels like to come home?’ Gin asked himself.



‘Now aren’t you glad I didn’t let you die’ came Shinso’s voice.



‘Yes, thank ya Shinso. And thank ya for not allowin’ Aizen to drive me mad.’



‘I was your first teacher but you became my friend, consider it my pleasure, my grinning idiot friend.’ Shinso said before going quiet. Soon the only sounds left in the room was that of the breathing. After so many centuries of hiding behind a grinning face, Gin had finally found peace and a soul to call home. As darkness blanketed Soul Society, two souls became joined.



Fin~



AN: I hope everyone enjoyed Coming Home as much as I enjoyed writing it. I may take a few days before I start Kira’s journey it already has a title, Finding Home. As always thank you everyone for your support you made this so much more pleasurable. Until next time.