Different Perspectives

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



AN: Hmmm I think that this will be the last chapter in Izuru’s past. He will meet Kenpachi for the first time in the next chapter I think. Enjoy and thank you to anyone that reviews. Reviews give me inspiration and make me want to update.



Chapter Five



Izuru made his way through the forest where Momo had suggested he join them for a sparring session. He heard the sounds of sparring and pushed his way through the foliage coming up a humorous scene. Momo was rubbing her bottom while Renji was rubbing a growing knot on his head.



“Eh, Momo. Did you have to hit me so hard? I wouldn’t really hurt you. I was just trying to spar realistically.” pleaded Renji, his hands dropping from his head as a twig snapped, bringing his attention. Izuru stepped from the shade of a tree and waved friendly.



“Momo invited me to spar with you guys. I need the practice.” said Izuru with a smile. He really didn’t want to be on Renji’s bad side. Izuru offered his hand to the red head. “My name is Izuru Kira.” Renji just looked at the hand.



“Pfft, only the rich use handshakes as a greeting.” said Renji as he eyed the hand. Izuru lowered his hand and Momo punched Renji in the side. Renji scowled at the brunette.



“Then, perhaps a bow?” said Izuru, bowing to the other man. Renji looked surprised his eye brows arched and Momo giggled. Izuru smiled slightly and Renji shook his head and offered his hand. Izuru took it and looked Renji in the eye. The red head laughed.



“Renji Abarai. You aren’t as much of a little rich boy pussy as I thought you were.” said Renji, drawing his zanpakuto. Izuru arched a blonde brow but followed in suit bringing out Wabisuke. The two started off with a few practice jabs and parries to gauge each other. Momo retreated to lounge against a tree and watched. At first, Izuru had trouble keeping up with Renji. Swordsmanship was the reason Renji was in the advanced class, after all. However after a few minutes, Izuru began to hold his own and even forced Renji back a few steps. Renji let loose a bark of laughter as Izuru dodged a blow and promptly countered the attack to knock Renji on his ass.



“Damn, you catch on fast. I thought when we started that I was going to be bored. Remind me next time not to let my guard down around you.” groused Renji good naturedly causing Izuru to blush and offer the red head a hand up. Something caught Renji’s eye and he ran off into the woods yelling an apology to Izuru. Momo trotted up beside Izuru.



“He’s chasing after Rukia.” said the petite girl as she dusted off leaves from her uniform. “He’s head over heals for her but she’s out of his reach now.” Izuru arched a brow.



“Why?” he asked, curious about Momo’s statement.



“Remember last night I told you that Rukia was adopted into the Kuchiki clan. Well that clan is one of the four elite noble houses. Only the royal family is higher than them in status and in wealth. You and I, we are from minor noble families but compared to the Kuchiki family we might as well be homeless vagabonds, so someone like Renji would never be a suitable suitor for Rukia. He doesn’t have a drop of noble blood in him.” explained Momo, offering Izuru the jug of water she had brought along. Izuru accepted the offer graciously and quenched his thirst.



“That’s too bad.” said Izuru as he watched the redhead speak excitedly to the petite brunette. His eyes alive with laughter even though Izuru couldn’t hear what was being said. Renji was an attractive man but when he was talking to Rukia he really shined. Izuru was almost envious of the petite brunette that had Renji’s heart.



“It really is tragic. She was only adopted a few weeks ago and Renji has been down in the dumps since. He encouraged her to accept the offer of a place in the family. And I have to admit it was a stroke of luck for Rukia, however, there is more to life than wealth and position.” said Momo sadly as she watched Renji wave goodbye to the retreating form of Rukia.



“Sorry guys,” said Renji as he jogged up to the two, “I just wanted to talk to Rukia for a few minutes before she disappeared.”



“Its fine, Renji, I needed a break anyway. I fear my swordsmanship skills lack much.” said Izuru, though his heart ached for his new found friend. It really was tragic that Renji would be forever only allowed to be a spectator in the life of Rukia Kuchiki.



“Its nearly dinner time.” said Momo. “Lets go and eat.” The two men nodded in agreement. Renji was never one to turn down food and Izuru was looking forward to eating with the two. Since almost the beginning of his stay at the academy, Izuru had eaten in his room. Now he would join Momo and his new friend Renji. Perhaps now the loneliness that was eating away at him was go away. He missed Dai and Keisuke-sensei.



Dinner proved to be an interesting affair. Renji attacked food with the same energy he attacked everything else. The meal proved to be one of the most enjoyable Izuru had attended in a long while. Good food and friends made the time fly and all too soon they were saying their good nights. Izuru collapsed on his bed with a smile. His time at the academy would be much more enjoyable now that he had people to spend time with.



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Izuru awoke with excitement. Today his class was going to be allowed to participate in training exercises in the Living World. Izuru thought back over the last few years at the academy. The time had flown by and he had improved in his swordsmanship, thanks in part to both Renji and Momo. He had attempted to help Renji in Kidou but that hadn’t gone so well. Renji had improved there was no doubt, however the improvement was minimal but hopefully it would be enough to allow him to graduate next year. Izuru and Renji had become good friends and Izuru was grateful to Momo for allowing them to be introduced.



Pulling on his hakama and tying his belt at his waist, Izuru grabbed Wabisuke from his stand as well as the supplies he was required to carry with him on this training exercise. Giving a last look around, Izuru pulled the door closed and made his way towards where Momo and Renji were waiting.



“Hey.” shouted Renji as he waved his hand towards the approaching Izuru. Izuru smiled and lifted his own in greeting to the two. The three headed to the classroom where the students were meeting. Izuru noticed Rukia staring out into the courtyard unaware of their approach. Renji noticed her as well. Renji always noticed Rukia. He followed her with his eyes when he thought no one was watching. He always spoke of her. Izuru liked the tiny girl and he pitied the fates that had put up a seemingly impossible barrier between the two.



“Oy, shrimp.” yelled Renji to Rukia. The girl spun around and glared at Renji. Renji had changed a lot in the last few years. As the years at the academy had dragged on Renji had progressively begun to tattoo more and more of his body. First it was the area above his eyes, then his neck, and onto his shoulders. The pattern a somewhat tribal design colored only in black. It suited him.



“Hey, Renji.” said Rukia. Her eyes looked on the three with curiosity as she noticed they carried bags. “What’s going on?” she asked as she gestured to the travel bags.



“Class A is heading into the Living World for training exercises.” boasted Renji. Rukia clubbed him on the head. Momo and Izuru laughed as Renji was browbeaten by the tiny woman.



“No fair. My classes don’t get to do anything as fun as that.” she pouted. Renji straightened and waved to Rukia as they three made their way to their classroom. All excited about going to the Living World.



After a short instructional meeting in the classroom, all the students gathered at the gate and formed teams. Renji, Izuru, and Momo formed a team. The excitement from the other students was nearly palatable. Shuuhei Hisagi and two other upperclassmen organized the groups and soon they were off.



“This is boring.” said Renji as he struck down yet another of the robotic Hollows created by Soul Society for training purposes. Momo laughed at Renji. The red head had been so excited and now he only half heartedly participated.



“Now, now Renji. You knew they wouldn’t put us in any real danger until after graduation.” said Momo, a small dimple appearing on her face as she smirked at her friend. Izuru laughed as well. Renji really was a funny sight. After the last of the robots had been destroyed, the trio worked their way back towards the meeting grounds as it was nearly time to depart from the Living World.



Upon arriving at the meeting zone, Izuru gaped in shock at the sight. A gigantic Hollow was proceeding to tear apart their fellow classmates. Shuuhei fended off an attack and ran towards the three.



“Fucking Hollow is wiping us out. You three need to take cover before it kills you.” shouted Shuuhei as a giant claw swept towards him slicing his face. Shuuhei grunted in pain as he was flung aside. Izuru, Renji and Momo drew their zanpakuto and surrounded the injured Shuuhei.



“What the fuck are you doing?” yelled Shuuhei as clutched at his bleeding face.



“We don’t leave squad members behind. We can distract it while you get the rest of the students to safety.” said Izuru to the injured man. Shuuhei sighed and picked up his dropped zanpakuto. Nodding his head, Shuuhei took off after injured or scared underclassmen as Izuru charged the Hollow. The three fended attacks but were unable to deal any real damage to the monster. All they could do was pray that that Shuuhei was able to get in contact with Soul Society and get the injured to safety.



“Renji…. I don’t think we can hold it off much longer.” panted Izuru as he took a stance behind the redhead. The Hollow roared in fury and Momo jumped back to join the two men. All of them were coated in sweat and had nearly exhausted all of their reiatsu. Izuru feared this may be the end for them.



“We will handle it from here. Good job holding it off until we arrived.” said a kind voice from behind the three students. All three turned to see Captain Sosuke Aizen and his lieutenant Gin Ichimaru stride up behind them. Momo stood in awe of the brunette captain as he and his lieutenant attacked the Hollow head on. All three watched in amazement as the two shinigami destroyed the monster without hardly breaking a sweat. The difference in their skill level was tremendous. Izuru was awed at how easily the captain and lieutenant took down the Hollow. The captain approached the three friends.



“You did quite well to hold him off as long as you did. I will be keeping my eye on you three in the future.” said the brunette captain as he turned and left. Renji watched the lieutenant stroll off behind his captain. Something about that man didn’t sit well with him. It wasn’t anything he said or did but the way he moved almost reminded him of a predator lying in wait for his meal to drop its guard. Renji thought it wise to avoid that man in the future.



Shinigami operatives swarmed the area and began to escort the students back to Soul Society. The wounded were taken to Division Four and the rest were sent back to the academy. Once Momo was safely escorted to her dormitory, Izuru walked slowly with Renji towards their dormitory. His thoughts were filled with the events of the night. To think things could have gone so wrong so fast.



“I guess you got your excitement.” commented Izuru. Renji gave his friend a deadpan look.



“Remind me never to gripe about too easy assignments.” groaned Renji. Izuru laughed and tossed an arm around his friend. Renji looked down at Izuru his eyes gleaming with a combination of exhaustion and residual excitement of the night. Izuru couldn’t resist. Leaning up, he brushed his lips against Renji’s. He had been lonely since leaving Dai and he knew Renji had been as well. Running his tongue over Renji’s lips, Izuru pushed forward, invading the warm interior. Renji gasped against the warm lips. Izuru felt the heat radiating off of Renji. Leaning into the other man, Izuru felt Renji’s arms come up and encircle his waist. Heat rushed to Izuru’s loins and rubbed against Renji. Renji pulled his lips away. Izuru could see the lust visible in his eyes. Perhaps they could ease some of their loneliness with each other.



Izuru took Renji’s hand and led him to his room. Shutting and locking the door, Izuru pulled Renji back into an intense kiss. Renji melted against him as Izuru pushed him against the door pressing a leg between the red head’s thighs to rub against his awakening erection. Reaching down, Izuru grasped Renji through his hakama. Renji broke their lips and threw back his head with a groan. It was obvious through Renji’s responses that the man had never been intimate with another person.



Pushing Renji towards the bed, Izuru began removing both their clothing. Renji’s mind turned to nothing but mush when Izuru leaned down to nip at one of the dusky nipples on his chest. Groaning, Renji tumbled onto the bed when Izuru pushed him. Izuru settled himself on top of Renji, and began the slow process of tasting every inch. Starting with Renji’s lips and slowly nipping his way down to the collarbone. Sucking at a bit of skin, Izuru relished in the moans and pants that escaped Renji’s throat.



Stopping to lick and suck at a nipple, Izuru watched Renji’s reactions. Finding the areas that gave the most pleasure. Sliding a hand along Renji’s tight stomach, Izuru grasped the erection in his palm. Renji threw back his head with a howl. His body was so responsive to the touch. Izuru nipped at Renji’s ear lobe as he slowly pumped the erection. Renji was nearly incoherent at this point. Reaching into the bedside table, Izuru drew out a bottle of oil. Spreading some liberally on his fingers, he reached behind and inserted one into himself, moaning a little at the pressure. Renji watched with wide eyes and a blush on his cheeks. The sight of Izuru preparing himself sent heat burning to Renji’s loins.



Izuru pressed in and out fighting the urge to just forget the prepping and thrust down on Renji. Izuru knew, however, that it had been a few years since he had been penetrated and needed stretching so not to tear. Izuru groaned as he inserted another finger and then a third. He knew even with his stretching that it would probably hurt since Renji wasn’t exactly small. Deciding that he could deal with a little pain and actually preferred to have pain with his pleasure, Izuru grabbed the oil and spread it liberally on Renji’s erection. Izuru’s long ignored erection bobbing as he moved to position himself over Renji.



“Are you sure?” whispered Izuru to Renji. The red head nodded jerkily as he grew more red in the face. Izuru smiled and pressed down slowly giving himself a chance to adjust. He moaned as the tip of Renji slid past the tight ring of muscle causing a burning sensation but nothing he couldn’t handle. Renji had a death grip on his hips and Izuru half way wondered if there would be bruises in the morning. Once he was fully seated, Izuru looked down at Renji through hooded eyes. Renji was sprawled beneath him, the muscles in his arms and abdomen jerking as he fought not to thrust. Izuru lifted up, feeling Renji slid until only the head of his erection was still in his body. Izuru swiveled his hips as he lowered himself again, shivering as Renji brushed his prostate. Finding the best angle, Izuru began to lift and lower himself on Renji causing both of them to groan with pleasure. Every time Renji’s erection pressed against his prostate, Izuru let out a cry. Grasping his erection in hand, Izuru pumped himself as Renji lifted and lowered him over his body.



Izuru felt the pressure building in his balls, lifting up and slamming down hard as he attempted to find release. Both bodies were covered in sweat and Izuru’s erection dripping pre-cum liberally. Izuru arched his back as the erection slammed hard on his prostate, and came with a groan, his semen splashing on Renji’s abdomen. The tightening of his channel sent Renji over the edge as he arched off the bed, lifting both himself and Izuru. Renji groaned as he came down from his orgasm. Izuru collapsed against his lover, panting hard. Reached for a cloth, he wiped them both off and rolled to his side. Renji lay on his back panting and shivering. Remnants of his orgasm still sending shivers through his body. Izuru smiled contentedly and they both slipped into sleep. Izuru knew he wasn’t first in Renji’s heart but then he knew Renji would never be first in his own. For some reason, something in his soul told him that while he may enjoy his time with Renji, there was another out there that was destined to be his last lover. That was the last thought that carried through Izuru’s mind before he drifted to sleep.



AN: Don’t worry this is a Kenpachi/Kira, however I have no intention of having Kira celibate his whole life til Kenny comes in. So just a little Renji/Kira to tide Izuru over til the big man comes in. Read and Review. Until next time.