Finding Home

Warning this is yaoi which means boy x boy so if you don’t like don’t read.



AN: I case no one got it, I had Ukitake punch creepy Mayuri because his comment was almost a jab at Ukitake since he himself a lot of times is too ill to perform his duties. I had originally written it with Kenpachi doing the punch then when I was reading it over before I posted I thought better and put in Ukitake. Damn stupid firefox, I hit back and ended up posting the same chapter at some point so I do apologize for double posting the last chapter its taken care of now. Thank you to Darkphoenix, Affie, Rysha, and Jennifer for the reviews. This is it the last chapter in Finding Home. This has really been a labor of love for me. I really enjoyed writing this. I wasn’t sure I would enjoy it as much as I have when I first started it and had planned to make it short. The story grew on me and I know that it grew on a lot of you as well. The ups and the downs of this story tore at our heart strings, made us laugh and made us cheer. Thank you to everyone that reviewed, you know who you are and I hope to keep pleasing you with any of my future work.



Finding Home



Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

~Corinthians~



Chapter 25



Retsu stuck her head into Izuru’s room and the sight that greeted her gave her hope. Renji was sprawled across the bed, Izuru curled into his side, their hands linked and lying on Renji’s chest. Smiling, she grabbed a blanket that was thrown across the back of a chair. Walking towards the two lovers, she spread the blanket over them and silently exited the room. ‘I know just who to have him stay with.’ she thought to herself and received an agreeable murmur from Minazuki.



Signaling to the nurse Retsu gave her instructions not to bother the two sleeping lovers. Retsu, then made her way towards her house. ‘Minazuki, they give me hope for the Soul Society.’ Retsu said to her zanpakuto. ‘When have you ever lost hope?’ answered Minazuki.



‘Touché, Mina’ smiled Retsu. Humming a little tune, she made her way home. She had a new tea she had been meaning to try.



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Renji awoke to the sun filtering into the white room of Division Four. Groaning, he rolled off of the uncomfortable bed and glanced around the room. Izuru was no where to be seen. Renji panicked and ran full speed out of the room. Sliding to a stop in front of the first office he came to.



“Where is Zuru?” he asked loudly of the young shinigami healer cataloguing healing Kidou spells. The boy paled at Renji’s approach. Renji in his panic had forgotten to quell his reiatsu and the young boy barely out of the academy promptly passed out falling face forward to the ground. Renji just stood there staring at the boy lying on the ground. Reaching down he shook the limp shoulder.



“Hey, kid? Wake up and tell me where Izuru went.” said Renji. The boy opened his eyes and blinked up at Renji.



“He is with Unohana-taicho.” whimpered the boy. Smiling, Renji left the boy sitting on the floor and ran towards the taicho’s office. Opening the office door without knocking, Renji stepped into the office, eyes blazing with determination.



“Alright, where the hell is Izuru?” Renji yelled as he flung open the door. Izuru, who was sitting with Retsu at her desk, turned with eyes wide.



“Ah, Abarai fukutaicho we were just talking about you.” smiled Retsu gesturing to the empty chair beside Izuru. Renji blushed and settled in the chair adjacent to Izuru. Izuru held up his hand to his mouth to hide the smile that spread across his lips at Renji’s blush. This man had the amazing ability to make him smile all the time.



“As I was just telling Izuru, there are some restrictions to be placed on Izuru in order for him to retain his position in Gotei 13. First, he must agree to meet with me weekly to gauge his progress. Secondly, he will not be allowed to live alone for a while. I was hoping that you would be willing to volunteer to help out with this dilemma.” Retsu said.



“Fuck yea!” yelled Renji. Retsu struggled to keep a straight face. “I am giving Izuru a few weeks leave to recuperate. During that time, I suggest you both look for an apartment to share.”



“Taicho, when can Izuru leave here?” asked Renji nervously. He knew he would be spending all of his free time with Izuru and he really didn’t want to sleep on that hospital bed again if he could help it.



“Hmm, well I have no problem with him leaving today.” answered Retsu with a smile.

“Renji, I need you to understand that it won’t be all happiness living with Izuru. He still is very delicate and there will be good days and bad days for a long time. Are you prepared?” asked Retsu.



“I would die for Izuru, I think I can handle it.” said Renji and he reached over and grabbed Izuru’s hand, linking their fingers. It did her soul good to see Renji so willing to sacrifice his freedom for the love of the gentle blonde sitting next to him.



“Well I think that’s all. You are both free to leave whenever you wish. I’ll see you next week, Izuru.” smiled Retsu at the blonde. Izuru bowed to Retsu then turned to Renji.



“Can you take me home?” asked Izuru.



“Yea.” smiled Renji.



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Izuru pushed open the door to his small apartment. It felt like a lifetime since he had last been in the cozy little apartment. Renji followed him inside shutting the door behind. Looping his arms around Izuru’s neck from behind, Renji buried his face in Izuru’s neck.



“Ya are all mine now.” whispered Renji into the soft skin of neck. Izuru shivered at the breath across his skin. Sighing, he relaxed against Renji. Renji trailed his lips up Izuru’s neck, pausing to suck at the sensitive skin behind his ear. Izuru gasped at Renji turned and pressed Izuru against the door. Pressing his knee between Izuru’s thighs, the pressure caused Izuru to arch against Renji. Izuru stared up at him. Renji brushed Izuru’s bangs to the side and covered his lips, tongue pillaging the warm crevice. Izuru moaned into Renji’s mouth.



“I’m not going to let anyone interrupt us today.” growled Renji into Izuru’s mouth. Opening the yukata, Renji ran the palm of his hand across the smooth skin on Izuru’s chest. Izuru gasped at the warm touch. Renji just stood there with his hand over Izuru’s heart. Izuru reached up with a hand and pushed off Renji’s white bandana, freeing his red hair to fall around his shoulders. Renji grinned “I knew you had a thing for red heads.” Izuru laughed “Only if they have black tattoos and are named Renji.”



“So that means I’ll need to kill any redheads with black tattoos and named Renji.” Renji teased as he nipped at Izuru’s lip.



Grabbing Izuru’s hand, Renji pulled him towards the bedroom. Not even bothering to light a lamp, Renji pushed Izuru down on the futon. Renji seated himself with a leg on each side of Izuru. Untying the belt, Renji parted the material and ran his fingers down Izuru’s chest, pausing over every scar. Lips followed fingers and as Renji paused to kiss every scar that marred Izuru’s pale skin.



Izuru wanted to cry, Renji’s touch was so gentle. He was soothing his soul with each touch and binding him even more deeply to him. “I wish I wasn’t so damaged.” he whispered as Renji kissed his way down his abdomen.



“Who said ya are damaged? To me, ya are perfect. Every scar only makes ya more real to me.” said Renji as he took a particularly stinging nip to Izuru’s hip, causing Izuru’s breath to hitch. Reaching between their bodies, Renji grasped Izuru and lowering his head, ran his tongue along the head. Izuru arched his back as shivers chased along his nerve endings. The pressure released and Izuru spurted on Renji’s chin. Izuru’s eyes widened with shock at his orgasm. Gasping, Izuru covered his face with his arms in an attempt to hide.



“Already?” asked Renji with an eyebrow arched. Wiping the cum off his face, Renji licked his fingers clean. “You always taste so good, Zuru.” Renji eased up towards Izuru’s covered face. Grabbing the arms, Renji pried Izuru’s arms away from his face and pinned them above his head. “Here taste.” Leaning down, Renji covered Izuru’s lips and thrust his tongue inside to let Izuru taste himself on Renji’s lips. Moaning at the slightly bitter taste of himself, mixed with the cinnamon and sake taste of Renji. It was a heady combination that left Izuru feeling lightheaded.



Stripping his own clothes and grabbing the oil he had packed in his uniform, Renji poured some on his fingers and began to stretch Izuru. Introducing first one, then two fingers, Renji began stretching his lover. Keeping his touch slow and gently he added a third causing Izuru to moan when they glided along his prostate. Renji seemed to know everywhere to touch, how much pressure to use and when to release. Izuru could barely put two words together but Renji didn’t seem to have any trouble teasing him with words as well as touches.



Renji wasn’t as all together as he seemed to Izuru. The feel of Izuru’s smooth skin, the dampness of the sweat, and the little gasps and moans that escaped his mouth was nearly all it took to send Renji over the edge. Grasping Izuru’s legs he flipped him over on his hands and knees. Grasping his own erection, Renji eases himself into Izuru, pausing every few inches to allow Izuru to adjust. Izuru’s arms were trembling and his hands grasped the covers. Renji leaned over and nibbled on Izuru’s ear. “Are ya alright?” Izuru nodded his voice seemed lost to him.



Renji sat back on his haunches and pulled Izuru into a sitting position on his lap. Running his hands down Izuru’s chest, Renji paused to pinch Izuru’s nipples causing them to blush a lovely coral color. Izuru dropped his head to Renji’s shoulder. He was so full, he felt as if he was going to burst. The sound of Renji panting in his ear sent fire racing down to his revived erection.



“Move for me.” whispered Renji, his voice traveling across his skin. Renji grasped Izuru’s hips and guided them up and down in a slow teasing rhythm. Izuru caught on the rhythm and arched his body into it. Renji kept one hand on Izuru’s hips but the other teased along his chest, eventually settling on the erection jutting up from Izuru’s loins. Grasping it in a calloused hand, Renji pumped in sync with the rhythm of Izuru’s hips. Izuru cried out when Renji’s hardness hit his prostate, completely losing the gentle rhythm in favor or a harder pounding. Their bodies slid across each other, movement eased by the sweat that streamed from their every pore. Renji’s hair was plastered against his face and he flexed his hips to push deeper inside. Izuru arched and whimpered as his body tumbled over the precise, shooting thick streams of cum over his abdomen. Renji grasped his lover’s hips and gave a few quick thrusts before joining him in paradise.



Renji panted and collapsed behind Izuru on the futon as shudders rocked his body. Standing up on shaky legs, Renji walked to the bathroom and brought back a damp rag. Gently cleaning them both, Renji cuddled behind Izuru and sighed into his neck. Izuru reached for Renji’s hand and laced their fingers. Fingers laced, pale with tan, Izuru stared at them. It was the first time in a long time that he felt comfortable in his own skin. The physical was nice but it was more than that. The sense that he wasn’t alone was more comforting. Renji was now so firmly ingrained in his soul that he didn’t know where Renji started and he began.



“What are you thinking about?” Renji murmured his voice thick as he dozed behind Izuru.



“I was just thinking I hope you can put up with me.” said Izuru. “And don’t forget if we are going to be living together, you better start learning how to pick up after yourself. Renji groaned and buried his face deeper in the neck. They still had a long way to go but at least they wouldn’t have each other as company on the long road ahead of them. Life was never going to be the same for either of them, and that was fine by both. Being together was almost like heaven, and they would face what the fates threw at them together.



~Fin~