Unrequited love

Toushirou fidgeted with the papers he was supposed to be working on he kept glancing to the clock wondering when the hell it had decided to slow down to a crawl. It was only ten thirty and already he was jonzing for Gin. He hated to think that he was addicted to the other’s presence but that’s the way it felt already. He had gone into work to deal with Matsumoto and her insolent questions of what he had done last night and with whom. As if she couldn’t figure out just what had happened by looking at him, he had been drinking, he had had sex, he had thrown up did she have to take it beyond that?

Matsumoto came walking in with more of her work that she was trying to pawn off on him, he saw and rolled his eyes in frustration. His hang over was gone but his annoyance with Matsumoto never changed neither by headache, or by nausea, or even by physical longing for a man with a dick the size of a horse’s. He reined his thoughts back in knowing just where that train of thought would lead him…right to boner land. “Put them there on the corner,” He indicated with his calligraphy brush. He had a better place for her to put those papers but he doubted she would take his advice on using them to plug up her slutty twat.

“Sooooo….” She started leaning over his desk trying to show off her ample cleavage as if that would help her case. “Why do you keep looking at the clock?” Stupid she may act but there was actually some sort of brain under those red gold locks. Toushirou had flinched at the words.

“I’m expecting Gin by to id the suspect we have in custody.” He said, which was the complete truth, he just didn’t need to add the truth that he was thinking of dragging the other man to the bathroom for an afternoon blow job. The thought of how the other tasted…he could remember that part of his drinking adventures quite clearly now…oh it made him horny. After all he was a teen and it was his lot in life to be continually horny but that wasn’t the factor here. Shirou was sure, he just wanted Gin. He wanted every part of him.

He wanted his cock and his smoothly shaven ball sack and he wanted those hands in his hair and he wanted Gin’s tongue shoved down his throat.

“Taichou?” Matsumoto sounded a bit concerned for a moment.

“What is it?” He said with a sigh shifting in his chair, sporting an uncomfortable hard on now. Damned it! He had tried to avoid this but he had let his thoughts wonder down that road and look at where he was now.

“You went away for a moment.” She said coming around the desk.

With a squeak that was completely unmanly he pulled his chair further under the desk trying to hide his bulging pants from his fukutaichou. Oh if she saw that there would be no end to her teasing and prodding and he did not want to hear her opinion that he was under sexed for a teen. “I’m tired.” Was what he said bending over his work finishing off yet another form that approved the budget to build a new tenth squad training ground. After Ichigo had destroyed it by accident in his invasion of Soul Society they badly needed a new one.

She chuckled, “I can imagine…you were so DRUNK last night! I never thought you drank that much!” She sat down on the edge of his desk, one of Shirou’s pet peeves was never to sit on the furniture not made for sitting on. He was going to strangle the bitch one of these days.

His teeth ground together, “MATSUMOTO!!!!”

At that moment Gin came walking into the room, paperwork under one door. “My myyyyy, already getting into trouble this morning, are we Rangiku?” He said coming over to Shirou’s desk and setting down the paper work, “I made a formal report of what I saw.” He said pushing the paperwork towards the other Taichou.

Rangiku pouted realizing that the two men weren’t paying her any attention any more. She scooted off the desk and stopped noticing the way her taichou was looking at Gin…like a love sick puppy. Gin wasn’t much different. Despite the usual grin he wore on his lips, there was something there that was…well it seemed as if Gin was eye fucking the other taichou. The atmosphere of the room seemed to change and she had to smother a giggle. So that was with whom he had had sex with…she had thought as much but other than the mess on Shirou and the smell of sake and sex, she had had no proof.

Well now that her taichou was distracted she’d leave to go gossip about this. She was sure that Hinamori would LOVE to hear what Shirou was up to. She skittered off like a cockroach to sew her rumors about Soul Society.

Gin watched her go with an uneasy feeling building in his gut, “You know…I think that idiot figured it out after all.” He said before he pulled his attention back to the other. Shirou had gotten up and went to lock the door after Matsumoto. He noticed at once the state the other was in and tisked, “I see…I leave you alone for a few hours and look at you! Do I have to carry you around with me to keep you out of this sort of trouble?” He was a little shocked that Toushirou was aroused this early in the morning but then again he had to remind himself what it was like to be a teen. He wouldn’t take care of the other’s problem just yet; after all, they had work to attend to.

“Let’s screw,” Toushirou said sounding a bit breathless. He was closing the blinds over the windows now.

“Woah, slow down cowboy.” He said keeping Shirou at arm’s length. As much as he would LOVE to get the other off… “We have work, don’t you remember? I’m supposed to come in and positively id the man you have in custody for rape.”

Shirou’s smile faltered and fell…he hadn’t been thinking of that but his mind turned that way now. That’s what that look on Toushirou’s face said to Gin. He knelt down and took the other man into his arms, “I’m sorry to have to remind you, I know you don’t want to think about it.”

“No I don’t.” He turned away from Gin.

“But as soon as I id this creep he’ll go to trial and he’ll probably be sentenced to death by hanging…and I’ll be there through the whole process. I’ll hold your hand if you want me to, or I’ll hold you, or I’ll do whatever you need me to do.” He put a hand on the other’s shoulder then pulled the other to his chest. He didn’t want Shirou mad at him but that seems to be what he had done. “Don’t forget your duty and your honor.”

Shirou bowed his head at this looking as if he was in serious thought before he turned and wrapped his arms around Gin’s waist, “That is why…I think I love you so much Gin.” He mumbled into the other’s chest. “You’re so free, you don’t worry about honor and duty but you still manage to get your work done and to make your loved ones happy at the end of the day. I wish I could be more like you.”

Gin was flattered, “Well…I don’t know how to be me, I’m just me.” He stroked the other’s hair. When Shirou had said he loved him this morning he thought it was a childish crush that Toushirou just hadn’t realized yet would go away as he got older and moved out of puberty. However with words like that…it made him feel so warm and fuzzy inside. He looked at Shirou in a new light, before now he was sure that his attraction to Shirou was all he had. Gin had never thought it could have evolved into something more. “Now c’mon, let’s get this done. I was going to treat you to lunch but if we stick around here dillydallying we won’t have time to go out.” He pulled away his heart skipping a beat when he saw the look of happiness on the other’s face. He was…radiant with it like an angel that had fallen from the heavens.

“What are you going to treat me to?” He asked not noticing the momentary look of wonder on Gin’s face.

Going back over to the desk he picked up his statement and hoped he wouldn’t have to change it for a second before he answered Shirou’s question. “Ah…do you mind going to the living world? I have permission for us to go…part of an ‘investigation’ into strange energies at a sushi place I know about.” For a second he thought he was going to be blessed out by the other with the disapproving frown that had crossed the other’s face.

“You really shouldn’t twist the rules like that,” He sounded exasperated but he left it at that, “Let’s go.” He started for the door waiting for Gin to follow before he shut off the light and closed the door behind them. It wasn’t that far to the detention cells from Toushirou’s office despite being housed in a different building all together. They left through a side door that emptied out onto a walkway that would lead to the detention cells. It was a nice crisp fall day out and Gin sighed at the feeling of the soft breeze on his face. He didn’t get out enough and he missed the feeling of the sun and the breeze; the two things he knew the most about from his days of goofing off in the past.

When they entered the detention block Gin had to wrinkle his nose against the fowl air that seemed to fill the place. There was hardly any light but, then again, Gin suspected this was because the people who were kept in here were meant to be punished. They walked along the block to the very back where the smallest, dirtiest cells seemed to be kept. In one of them a very small man lay, at first Gin wasn’t too sure as to what the man was doing until he got close enough in the gloom to discern the distinctive hand movement that every man over the age of thirteen recognized.

He was jacking off.

“Oh…good to see you again…Shirou kun,” The man said never stopping his slow masturbatory movements. “I’ve been thinking about you.”

Gin was sure there was a look of disgust on his face. Maybe he hadn’t done something too bad in lying to Shirou after all…if it captured this dwarf, one armed pervert. He glanced to Shirou who seemed to be smiling despite what the other was doing. If it were him and he had thought this man had violated him…he would have been in there beating the snot out of him.

“Who’s your hot new friend…too old for my tastes but…still…” His hand withdrew from his cock and gave it a lick his mud colored eyes never leaving Gin as he did this. It made Gin feel as if he were slowly being lowered into used cooking grease, the kind that had fowl chunks of burnt food in it. He took a step back and dragged Shirou with him. He didn’t want the teen too close to the pervert.

“Oh, Gin Ichimaru here’s my new boyfriend and he’s the one that saw you sneaking into my house to rape me.” Shirou said not letting the other’s behavior get to him. He knew that the man was just trying to get to him, play mind games with him he was too smart to fall for that bull shit. They had the man dead to rights and nothing was going to change that.

The man pulled his long black braid over his shoulder as he got up. Gin wanted to take another step back but this time Shirou wouldn’t let him. All Gin could look at was that bobbing length of flesh. He hoped to god that the kids he had raped could get their hands on antibiotics because that dick looked syphilis ridden, he wouldn’t be surprised if the other was pissing blood and cuming puss. “Like hell you saw me sneak into his house.” He said, he grinned disclosing mossy green teeth and a smell that made Gin’s stomach do an acrobatic flip in his gut. Did he ever brush his teeth or had he just eaten a shit sandwich before he came over to visit him?

Shirou waved the man to silence, “You’ll have your day in court to explain how you’re innocent and you only rape kids who haven’t hit puberty yet and I’m not your type.” It seems that Shirou had heard this all before. Gin glanced to him wondering again if he was doing the right thing…even if this man was horrid and was raping children…to accuse him of something that he hadn’t done was still wrong, wasn’t it?

Gin gulped and glanced to Shirou forgetting that he was here to id this man. When Shirou nudged him and pushed him towards the cell door he remembered that he was supposed to do. He imagined that this was the way the man he had made up would look like…if he had been real…one arm…long greasy black hair to his waist…he wasn’t wearing it braided but hair styles could be changed. The dirty grubby skin that looked as if it had never seen a drop of soap or water in its life added to what Gin had pictured in his head to be the bad guy. “That’s him.” He said without thought.

The man threw himself at the bars never minding his disgusting cock or how it slapped against the cold iron bars, “I never touched that fucking fagot!” He snapped trying to reach between them towards Shirou, “If I’m gonna be accused of a crime I didn’t commit, come here and let me commit it at least!” He almost grabbed Shirou before Gin could yank the teen back.

“I think that’s all you need…right Shirou?” He said wanting to drag Shirou out of here. He never wanted to let Shirou near this man again.

“Yes,” Shirou said seeming to be in shock. Gin easily herded him out of the detention building and back across the way into the administration building. Once out of the detention cell he started to tremble and had to stop several times as his knees almost gave out on him. “Every time I see him…I feel like I’m going to vomit.” His voice was hoarse as if he had been shouting at the top of his lungs for hours. Gin didn’t blame the other, he was sure he would sound like hat too if he knew he had been molested by that man.

“He’s not around now…its okay Shirou,” He said tugging him to him. The cool breeze and the fresh air was helping Gin to forget the stench of the man. He buried his face into the other’s hair thinking of the unpleasant man they had just left and how he had been lucky to make up such a tall tale. It was that ass’ downfall and he so deserved to die whether it be by hanging or by the syphilis that was infecting his disgusting pigmy body. “I’m here. Remember, never gonna leave you?”

Shirou shivered in Gin’s arms but began to calm, Gin was pleased to see there were no tears this time. He stroked Shirou’s soft hair and when the other leaned up to kiss him he didn’t protest despite the fact that people may see them. He even opened his mouth to the other when Toushirou ran his tongue out to tease his lower lip. When they parted, Shirou’s cheeks were pink with the infusion of blood the kiss and brought to them. Gin like that color there, he stroked Shirou’s cheek wondering if Shirou was going to kiss him again…he could see that light in the other’s eyes. “I know you said that but when you said that you meant you weren’t going to leave me that night…right? Now are you promising me that you’ll never leave me emotionally and physically? That you want to be my boyfriend now?”

“That’s what I mean by it now, yes,” He chuckled loving his adorable Shirou, “we’re dating. We can’t really be in love and not date…that’s fuckin stupid.”

“Hmmmm…I love you.”