[Dicontinued] Fire and Ice

Title: Fire and Ice

Author: Kokuchou Kayou Studios

Pairings: Kurosaki Ichigo/Kuchiki Byakuya, Others…As We See Fit!

Summary: Ichigo is called to replace Renji as Vice Captain temporarily. Sparks fly between Byakuya and Kurosaki, and they aren’t necessarily the nice sparks.

Warnings: Yaoi, UST, Angst

Disclaimer: We don’t own Bleach or Ichigo or Byakuya because we are not Kubo Tite. If we were guys, this wouldn’t be half as much fun.

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Chapter 33: The Battle to End All Battles (Part One)

Kira awoke to the smell of incense being newly burned, and as soon as he turned his head, he was confronted by a note, the ink still wet and clatterings still coming from the kitchen. That was going alittle far, letting him sleep in on a day like this, of all days.

He was only so distraught because of the position Hinamori had been put in... he bit his lip, pulling his robes closed and padding lightly into the next room, confronted by breakfast and Shuuhei just adding the final touches to it. He sank down beside him and wrapped his arms around his lover's neck, his eyes large and doe-like.

"Come back to me, Shuu. You will, won't you?" He paused for a second, and then sealed his plea with a kiss, his lips still slightly bruised from Shuuhei's attentions only hours ago. "Please."

Shuuhei kissed Kira back tenderly, and he caressed his cheek with a callused hand before sitting down across from him and offering a slow, tentative smile. Kira had always been the shy type, choosing to look away or hide behind the golden fall of his hair when he’d been unsure of himself, but now, as Shuuhei looked at him, his heart swelled with something that surprised him greatly.

He loved Kira.

He thought about his encounter with Tousen, the tears, the pain, and the knowledge that his lover was dead, and Shuuhei had no regrets. He had received the most precious gift in Soul Society from Tousen, and as he reached for some food, he smiled brighter at Kira.

He had gotten to say goodbye to Tousen so that he could love Kira fully.

As he dawned the thin Shinigami war armor beneath his captain’s robe, his dark eyes followed Kira’s movements as he tied the edges and laced them with his subtle grace and beauty. Ichimaru had come back for him, and he knew better than anyone that Kira had given in, but one look in those blue eyes, and he tilted up Kira’s lips to his, placing a gentle kiss on them.

“Aishiteru, Kira-kun.”

Kira smiled brightly, flushing a soft pink as he leaned closer, pressing their foreheads together and closing his eyes, basking in the warmth of their closeness for what felt to him like hours, but couldn't have been a few seconds, for when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the loving gaze of the man he had come to embrace as his lover and the one he devoted all of his feelings to.

"I love you, too, Shuu." He whispered it, placing a hand on the armor that covered his lover's chest, right above his heart. "With my mind body and soul." He kissed Shuuhei one last time, and then offered a playful nudge.

"Come on. If you sit here with me, I'll just keep you, and I don't want you to be late for leaving. The sooner you leave, the sooner you come back, right?" He managed a soft grin, pecking Shuuhei on the cheek and shooing him off like a loyal housewife. "I would have made you an obento, if you woke me up, so it's your fault. It'll remind you to wake me up next time you leave for work, huh?"

Shuuhei dawned his sandals at the door, and he looked back up to Kira, his dark eyes shimmering. “Kira…If I don’t come back…” He stopped himself. What was he saying? He was the 9th Division captain for god’s sakes, going to clean up the war path his fukutaicho had no doubt cleared for him already.

“Don’t worry about it.” Shuuhei smiled up at Kira before turning his back and waving over his shoulder. “Ignore what I said. I’ll be back before dinner. You better cook something good!”

He walked down the streets, his black armor shining in the sunlight, and a few children came out and chased him a block or two before he arrived at the Seireitei gates and made his way towards the 1st Division halls. He knew that there would be an amazing battle, but he didn’t want to think of the casualties. Deaths he would cause with his commands.

That was the only duty of a captain that he despised.

When he turned the corner, he was graced with the sight of the two Quincy standing proudly together in front of the hall, conversing quietly. On the youngest one’s right, Abarai-kun stood protectively, one hand on the youngest Quincy’s shoulder.

Hmn.

Shuuhei wiped his face of emotions as he began up the stairs to the room. It was time to go.

~*~*~*~

Uryuu didn't have much trouble ordering his squad out, feigning early preparation to get out of that stifling hall. There had been enough reiatsu in there to stifle him, and with his recent encounters with Zabimaru and Renji, he was feeling far more sensitive to energy than usual. He knew the red-head would follow after him as soon as he left the hall, but they were already at the gates, and he still hadn’t come.

That could only be a good thing, surely.

He pulled back an arrow and set it flying, knowing that the third seat was more than capable of managing the rest of the division. He had to go and help Ichigo before he got himself into neck deep shit – after all, he was a bit of a dumb ass when it came to doing things right.

His squad had gone ahead of him, and he took another glance back, just to make sure Renji wasn’t going to stop him at the last minute, and scolded himself for acting like a love-sick teenage girl. He was two of those things anyway, and he hardly wanted to develop breasts from his attitude.

With that thought just lingering on his mind, he stepped through the portal, his leg only just through when a strong hand gripped his arm.

“Jus’ where the hell do ya think you’re goin’?” Renji yanked the Quincy back and watched the portal close. He didn’t bother to ask any more questions before he was thrusting the young man against a Seireitei wall and smothering his lips with a hot, possessive kiss. He was going to scold Ishida for trying to take off so early without his squad, but he let it go.

Instead, he murmured responsibilities in Ishida’s ear as he roughly began to part the tunic and unbutton and unzip the Quincy’s pants. “Captains should never leave their men behind,” he purred.

“Captains should always check and make sure it’s safe to go where they are going…” His lips nibbled across Ishida’s neck. “And a man should never leave his beloved behind watching as he walks away.”

Renji finished his soft words, and his fingers trailed over the Quincy’s sex through his boxers, and the redhead smirked almost triumphantly. “I wanna take you right here against this wall…so you’ll never walk away from me again.”

"R-Renji, not now..." Uryuu couldn't help but feel smothered and aroused by Renji's presence, pushing him away hesitantly. “We can have all the sex we want when we get back, Renji. And we’ll have an excuse for it, too. I can’t leave my men alone in that terrain. There might be several of them, but it’s against my duties as a temporary vice captain.” It was almost hissed, Uryuu now managing to force down his arousal with disapproval.

“I need to go and assist the temporary captain I have been temporarily assigned to so he doesn’t do something completely idiotic, like save Byakuya without assistance. He’s not strong enough to defeat Aizen, and everyone in Soul Society knows that.” He beat away the strong hands, slipping from where he’d been pinned and tugging Renji into a kiss just as forceful as his lover’s had been only a minute before.

Ishida’s kiss had Renji reeling slightly, and immediately, his battle roughened hands sank into the dark hair, and he had the boy pinned up against the wall again, his hips rocking into the cradle of Ishida’s pelvis, moaning softly as he did. He was so delicate. So tiny. So strong that it broke Renji’s heart and gave him strength all at once.

“Now get through this portal with me and let your vice captain do the work.”


“Don’t leave again,” he whispered. “Need you to go with us…all together… We’ll save them. Promise.”

The words were merely whispered against the Quincy’s full, kiss swollen lips as Renji dove in for another kiss, a hand snaking down to rub over the boy’s pants, trying to snap his control. “You worried someone’s gonna see us?” Renji whispered. “There’s no one here but us…”

Uryuu almost buckled under Renji’s insistent rubbing, his knees weakening and aching to clench together, grabbing a tight hold of the red-head’s forearms, and then his shoulders, head tipping back of it’s own accord. He wanted more than anything to ask Renji to stop while looking at him, but he knew now that they were are hard as this, there wasn’t any stopping his lover. However, it never hurt anyone to try.

“Renji… we’ve only done it once. Please.” He shivered as he remembered how the sensations had coursed through his head as they had made sweet love on Renji’s bed, the unmistakable heat, and the fact that the red-head’s claims still littered his ivory pale skin, and didn’t show any signs of leaving.

“I’ll hardly be able to move afterwards. You know that much.” He mumbled it, not being able to help the way that he trembled under the unrelenting touch, and as much as he pushed away with one hand, he’d have to grab onto something sturdy again, and the hand would continue. “Renji…”

Renji didn’t say a word. In that moment, he knew he had the boy in his corner, breaking the decision of his departure. “We’ll go together,” he whispered. “It’s s’posed to be that way.” He knelt down in front of Ishida, something that Renji wouldn’t even afford Byakuya, and he looked up at him, eyes burning. Even though Byakuya and Kurosaki held some place in his mongrel heart, this is where he belonged.

Renji loved Ishida.

His deft fingers, now educated on the zippers of the Quincy uniform, pulled at them delicately, careful not to rip the fabric in his passion. The moment Ishida’s erection came into view, it was covered by a hot mouth, insistent, pleasuring, offering without seeking anything in return.

Renji had always been generous. To Rukia. To Byakuya. To Ichigo. To Sado. And now, he offered himself to Ishida in the most primal way possible. He took away the stress of their day until it was only them, their pleasure swirling around them in a heady cloud.

He breathed against the erection in his mouth and kissed the head, a single name whispering from his lips as tenderly as he could muster it.

”Ishida…”

Uryuu bit his lip as his lover’s mouth covered his erection, whimpering as he gripped to the wall behind him and Renji’s shoulder, seeming almost bent out of shape as he curled his toes in his shoes, still feeling weak at the knees. He couldn’t speak, the feeling so foreign to him that he could hardly breathe, letting go of the wall and instead running his hands through Renji’s hair, the tie falling out easily with his insistent fingers.

He’d never been a generous person in comparison to Renji – never in the ways he wanted to be. He never really understood it. But, slowly, he was awakening to what it meant, why it should be. He breathed out his lover’s name with a gentle moan intertwined around both syllables, hardly able to help himself from coming with a gentle, orgasmic mewl, the most compressed he could get his scream to be.

He could feel someone nearby, someone muffling their reiatsu, and he just wanted to get out of here as fast as possible so he wouldn’t have to hear the rumors being spread.

Renji pulled back after Ishida had spent himself in his mouth, and he licked his lips seductively before sensually helping Ishida to straighten himself and zip up his pants. He offered a slow kiss to Ishida, knowing the boy didn’t really like the taste of himself, but letting him taste it anyway.

It was part of them.

Above them, chocolate eyes stared down warmly, lips curving upwards into a smile. The man next to him was still wrapped in some places in bandages, but he was just as powerful.

The tall Shinigami smirked down at the pale haired man sitting next to him on the high wall as the two youngsters moved away to their duties. “Ryuken, don’t you feel like a perv, watchin’ your son get head from Abarai-kun?” Isshin paused. “It was kinda hot though.”

The large Shinigami reached down and stroked the pale hair of his lover, his eyes turning soft and yielding. “Ryuken, what are you thinking about?”

Isshin knew the Quincy would have been too proud to admit he was worried about his son – and always had been – to anyone but him. His worry had been the only reason he didn’t let him near Shinigami – because he fretted about him losing his undeveloped powers to someone as disgusting as Mayuri, and he had done just that.

“Probably what you’re thinking. Is he going to be alright?”

Ryuken watched as his son disappeared through the portal he’d created, and then as Renji followed after him. “I worry, Isshin. He’s not…” With a deep sigh, the Quincy leaned back against his lover, turning his head to look at him. “He’s too sensitive. It’s my fault, but I still worry for him rather than feel guilt.”

Ryuken took off his glasses and cleaned them on his shirt, something he hadn’t done for years, and a clear sign that he was nervous. “I was a bad parent, Isshin. At least your son knows the love of a father. Uryuu barely knew his mother… and he barely knows me now.”

Isshin sat down next to his lover, feet dangling off the wall haphazardly. “The battle starts today. If Uryuu-kun didn’t love you, he wouldn’t have helped. He’s doing it for everyone. Including you.”

Isshin didn’t need to say anything beyond that. Ryuken wasn’t one for cheap words, and he definitely wasn’t going to attempt to force them on his lover. They sat in silence and contemplated the upcoming battle. The squads were already assembled, ready to go, and Isshin could feel their nerves before the battle.

“Byakuya is probably already with Ichigo.” Isshin murmured. “Let’s go get Aizen.”

With that, a shunpo brought them to their destination, and Isshin stepped back from the genius Quincy and motioned at the sky. “Ishida Ryuken-sama.” Isshin’s voice was a warm rumble. “Your arrow will get us through to save them all.”

Up Next: Chapter 34: The End of the World (Part Two)

Really, in Byakuya’s mind, while Grimmjow reminded him painfully of Zaraki, he was the most beautiful of the espada, his wild nature and desire for life far outweighing anything any of the others could show.

“You…” He remembered Grimmjow vaguely, his muddled mind remembering the harshness of his voice, his hands, and the vicious movements of how he’d handled Ulquiorra when he’d been beneath Byakuya, quietly writhing in his stoic pleasure…

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