Consequences

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The Captain Commander had been rambling for over an hour; explaining the levels of Hollow classification as if those gathered were beginning Academy students. His monotone voice was grating on their nerves. Kenpachi was the first to break, “Look old man, we already know this crap. I just want to know why two of my best fighters are gone. And where the hell is Shorty?” The interruption seemed to release everyone from their stupors.

Looking around at the faces of the gathered Captains, Yamamoto began to explain Hitsugaya’s mission. Ukitake merely nodded at the mention of Rukia; he had been aware of her assignment from the beginning. It was Byakuya’s reaction to Renji’s name that caught some of them off guard.

Even though for most of them he seemed as emotionless as ever; the three eldest were able to sense the exact moment the young noble lost his composure. Standing on either side of him; Unohana and Kyouraku saw the elegant fingers contort into fists. From his position across the room, Ukitake also saw the slight twitch of Byakuya’s left eye. Although the signs were gone as quickly as they had appeared; a quick glance among the three confirmed their suspicions, the brash and impatient little boy they all knew was alive and well behind Byakuya’s cold exterior. Yamamoto, for his part, remained blissfully oblivious to everything.

After the meeting was over, they tried to speak to him – after all, knowing from experience that an angry Kuchiki was capable of unspeakable destruction. However, it seemed that Byakuya had other ideas. At the mention of the word ‘dismissed’ he vanished; going so far as to flash step from the room.

The entire Sixth Squad was terrified, the soft scent of cherry blossoms that followed their Captain was usually pleasant, but now it held the threat of death for anyone stupid enough to get too close. Byakuya was furious when he entered his office, slamming the door behind him so hard that the entire wall shook. “How dare anyone presume to send Renji away without consulting me first.”

Then he felt it. Fading traces of reiatsu coming from a piece of paper on his desk. Renji’s note was cold and distant, lacking all of the emotions he had come to associate with his Lieutenant. Of course, he understood. Keeping their relationship a secret had been his idea after all; the one rule on which all the others were based. A part of him calmed slightly at the thought that Renji had kept his promise.

He could not, however, bring himself to concentrate on work. Byakuya knew that he was in no state to plan schedules or complete reports. All of the papers piled neatly on the corner of his desk would have to wait until tomorrow. Without a second glance, he strode out of the room and to his manor. Right now, he wanted to be alone and the Sixth Squad barracks were just too noisy.

To say that his subordinates were pleased at his departure would have been an understatement.

Back at the manor; the servants had been wise enough to stay out of his way. And so Byakuya sat alone in his room, staring out the window at the darkening sky. He had tried reading, only to toss the book back onto its shelf. He had then tried calligraphy, that always calmed him, but he couldn’t seem to hold the brush steadily enough. Giving up on that, he decided on a hot bath. There was simply no way that sitting in hot water would fail to relax his nerves.

He had been right, the hot water was comforting yet it did nothing to erase his thoughts of Renji. This is why he found himself lying back, eyes closed with a hand sliding over his chest and abdomen seemingly of its own accord. Pleasuring himself was something Byakuya simply did not do. He had too much self-control to resort to such base actions. In spite of that, he had no intention of stopping. It didn’t matter if anyone overheard, this was his private bath and no one would dare to interrupt.

It was so easy to let his mind drift back to that first morning; Renji’s fingers forming small circles against his chest, every movement bringing him closer to the edge. His hand slid down as he remembered the feel of lips wrapping around him. That first touch was fantastic, his fingertips ghosting from base to tip. Hand closing over a fully aroused shaft Byakuya began to stroke himself. The movements were slow at first but the warmth and subtle movements of the water were creating an intense reaction.

His moans became louder as he neared the end. One last flick of his wrist and Byakuya bit his lip stifling a groan. He lay back and decided that tomorrow he would find out just how long Renji would be gone.

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So, my apologies for this chapter being so short. It took a strange turn as I was writing, but it seemed interesting enough. Poor Byakuya, it really is hard to keep up appearances.

Renji will be back in the next chapter, it should be a fun reunion.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed!!