Claiming Byakuya

Chapter 5: Disturbances

Renji POV

Sunlight streamed in through the window and onto the bed right into my face. I blinked awake finding myself still warm and in Byakuya's arms. He was already awake and watching me with what I thought was a soft expression. I smiled up at him.

"Morning Byakuya."

"Good Morning, Renji," he replied just as easily as he would have if I had just come into the office, with two minor differences, of course: one, he didn't call me Abarai fukutaichou, and two, he didn't ask me to make him tea directly after that.

I was just about to ask him a question hen the door slid open to reveal Ichigo, who had his mouth slightly open as if there was a question just on the tip of his tongue. Instead what came out was - "My eyes!" - and he quickly made to cover them.

I blushed furiously and didn't dare look at Byakuya. Instead I asked Ichigo, "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"I came to see if Byakuya killed you!"

I resisted the urge to facepalm, and only become more horrified when I heard a voice that was definitely Rukia's ask "Ichigo, what are you doing-" she stopped talking when she saw Byakuya and me in bed together and not wearing anything. She gasped "Nii-sama… and Renji…"

"I… I can explain…!" I said, hoping to prevent mass chaos, but she beat me to it.

"No I understand." She grinned. "It's been obvious that you've liked Nii-sama for awhile now."

Okay, that time I actually faceplamed. But, now I had it all: Rukia, a sister I could always counted on; Ichigo, the one who put up with all my unmanly bullshit; and finally Byakuya was mine.

OMAKE

Byakuya POV

Renji and I had just finished a marathon training session, and I knew for a fact that he was going into the specialty district of the Seireitei to get a massage. What Renji didn't know was that I had arranged to be the one giving it.

I had taken a shower myself, which took just as long as it should have taken for Renji to get down there and get prepared in his room. Tying the obi sash on my hakama, I shunpoed down to the place of business and nodded to the woman behind the counter. She led me into the back room where Renji was already lying on the table, shihakusho hung over the back of the chair, with his eyes closed.

I walked over and rested my hand in the small of his back, slowly tracing the curve of his spine. Renji sighed softly, and I moved my hands to start working the knots out of his shoulders. He made a pleased noise as I continued.

Occasionally I would trace the bold black tattoos gifted by his zanpakutou with my thumbs, steadily working down his tanned, well muscled back making sure to untense each one knotted by training. Renji kept his eyes closed all the while, only shifting from time to time.

When I finished, I trailed one hand down his spine and rested it quite a bit lower than was standard for any type of massage. This caused Renji to sit up abruptly. "What are you-? Oh… Byakuya… you never told me you gave massages here…."

I let a smile play at my lips. "I'll have my secret talents, and you'll have yours…"