A Surprise To Remember

Lieutenant Izuru Kira had just carried his drunken and otherwise unconscious comrade back to the ninth squad lieutenant’s quarters. It seemed that for once, the tables were turned since he was usually the one being carried back home. After shutting the door behind him, Izuru placed his friend on the nearby bed belonging to the ninth squad lieutenant.

“Strange, I think this is the first time that any of us have had to carry you back home Shuu. I wonder if everything is alright.”

It appeared that Shuuhei was in no physical pain, yet it still seemed that something ailed him. Even still, Izuru could not help but to stare at the gorgeous man before him. Before he knew it, Izuru was brushing a strand of spiky hair out of his friend’s face. Using what self control he had left, Izuru pulled himself away and sat on the cushioned chair near the bed. He then took a quick glance around the room.

“Hmm… a lot of former captain Tousen’s things are still here.” A second later, a realization hit him. “That’s right!”

Izuru stood up and looked at the calendar pinned up on the wall. “Today would have been Captain Tousen’s birthday.”

“Yes, indeed.”

Izuru shot his head around to face his now awake and somewhat sober friend.

“Oh, Shuuhei, you startled me for a second. I thought you were asleep.”

“Yeah, what are you doing here anyways? Did you bring me back here?”

Izuru turned to fully face his friend, “Yeah, you were pretty wasted back there. It would have been wrong to leave you there all alone.”

Shuuhei propped himself up on one arm and faced Izuru.

“Thanks for that. People would have started comparing me to Captain Kyoraku and then my life would be damn near over.”

They both shared a bit of a laugh over that thought. Finally, Izuru mustered up the courage to ask his friend what had been on his mind.

“Is everything okay with you Shuu? I mean you hardly ever lose control of yourself like that. It’s usually me who winds up mysteriously back in my room, not you.”

Shuuhei leaned forward and sat upright on his bed and motioned for his friend to come sit with him. Not willing to pass up this opportunity, Izuru hurriedly went to his friend’s side.

“It’s as you noticed before. On this day and a few others I find myself thinking about the former captain. I know now that there was nothing that I could do to stop him from leaving. I’m stronger than that. But, I just can’t help but dwell on the fact that the majority of who I am today came from a man who turned out to be a psychopath hell bent on revenge.”

At this point, Shuuhei had placed a hand over his face. He was not weeping, but he was clearly a man in distress. Izuru took his own hand and placed it around his friend’s shoulder. Shuuhei responded by nestling his head in the crook of Izuru’s neck. Izuru then responded verbally to his friend.

“You idiot. It doesn’t matter who made you who you are today. Whether it was Captain Tousen or Aizen himself, the fact is that you are a great person. You shouldn’t even need me to say this to you. I mean look at you. You are a caring and powerful leader, a tireless worker, and above all, you’re a wonderful friend.”

Even though Tousen may have turned out to be an enemy, the lessons he taught still crafted him into a good person. Shuuhei had tried to convince himself of this before, but…

“Thanks, Izuru. I guess I just needed to hear that from someone other than myself.”

“Anytime, friend. Don’t keep all of your emotions to yourself. Share some of that burden with your friends. Share it with me.”

Then something happened that Izuru did not see coming. Shuuhei leaned up and planted a quick kiss on his friend’s cheek, before again placing his head back on Izuru’s shoulder. A million thoughts began racing through Izuru’s mind.

Why did he do that? Is it the alcohol? Does he feel the same way I do? What should I do?

Izuru decided to throw down the gauntlet. He was sick and tired of hiding his emotions. Didn’t he just get through telling Shuuhei to not hide what he was feeling? He pushed Shuuhei back lightly so that they could both face each other. Then he gathered every ounce of courage that he had left. He grabbed the back of Shuuhei’s head with both hands and roughly slammed his mouth on that of his closest friend.

For what seemed like an eternity, Izuru waited for some kind of response from Shuuhei. A violent push back, a punch, head butt… but none of that happened. Instead, Shuuhei forcefully grabbed the collar of Izuru’s kimono and kissed him back.

An immeasurable sense of elation coursed through Izuru. If it were possible, his heart would have leapt out of his chest. A few seconds into the kiss, Izuru ran his tongue across Shuuhei’s closed lips, seeking entrance. Not being one to turn down a friend, Shuuhei granted said entrance and allowed his mouth to be ravaged by his best friend.

After several moments, the two let go of each other and broke the kiss for much needed air. They then looked into each other’s eyes. Izuru’s eyes depicted a man who had been waiting for this moment for an eternity. Shuuhei picked up on that look immediately.

How could I be so blind?

Shuuhei was about to lean forward and push Izuru onto his back, but he was too slow. Izuru practically leapt across the bed and pinned Shuuhei beneath him. He dipped his head down again and took the mouth of his companion. While Shuuhei was distracted by Izuru’s tongue ravaging, Izuru removed the obi around Shuuhei’s waist. Before Shuuhei could realize what happened, his arms were tied above his head. Izuru had looped the sash through the slits in the headboard and tied both of Shuuhei’s wrists.

When they broke again for air, Shuuhei realized what had happened.

“Damn Kira, I had no idea you were so aggressive. Why aren’t you like this all the time?”

As he pulled against the restraints, Izuru responded.

“It’s for the same reason that some captains never willingly reveal their Bankai. We want the element of surprise on our side when the time comes.”

The usually innocent looking Izuru’s face had been swapped out with one of determination and focus. Shuuhei’s face, however, was one of confusion. While he was not one to ever be willfully submissive, he also had no real intention of ruining this moment. He was actually enjoying it… a lot.

Izuru began to push apart Shuuhei’s open shirt. He then took a moment to marvel at the beautifully toned and sculpted chest before him. He then reached behind his own sash and pulled something out. Shuuhei’s face went from one of enjoyment, to one of fear. I mean, wouldn’t you get worried if your normally innocent and shy friend put on a new face and subsequently whipped out a small dagger.

“Whoa, hold on Izuru. Just what are you doing buddy?”

Izuru inched the blade ever closer to his friend’s body.

“Look pal, it’s really cool that you can be aggressive in private, but you should’ve told me before hand if you were some kind of sadist!”

“I’m no sadist, Shuu.”

With two quick and careful strokes of the blade, Izuru had cut Shuuhei’s shirt so that it could be then easily pulled away. He then took the knife and threw it over the headboard so that it stuck in the wood above.

Shuuhei breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn’t have much time afterwards to anything else. Izuru had quickly began kissing and biting a trail down Shuuhei’s neck and to his navel. Izuru then began to ravage Shuuhei’s right nipple, while pinching and toying with the left one.

A perfect mixture of pain and pleasure rocked Shuuhei’s body. Soft moans and cries filled the nighttime air. After a few moments, Izuru switched sides to bite and suck on Shuuhei’s left nipple and toy with the other with his free hand.

After finishing up with that, Izuru went on to remove both his and Shuuhei’s socks and his own kimono. He came down on Shuuhei’s body, planting another hard kiss to Shuuhei’s mouth and getting that much needed skin to skin contact. His pale and silky smooth skin rocked against Shuuhei’s equally smooth and tanned skin. Their hips began to rock into each other, feeling each other’s hard-ons. As they kissed, Izuru began to run his right hand down Shuuhei’s body and into his hakama, beneath the fabric covering his erection.

Shuuhei’s eyes shot open and his toes curled as Izuru began to pump and stroke his hard-on. Izuru then broke the kiss and flashed Shuuhei a sinister grin. Izuru crawled backward and grabbed the edge of Shuuhei’s hakama. With one swift motion, Izuru had removed Shuuhei’s pants and left him fully exposed. A very thin film of sweat covered Shuuhei’s body and gave him an almost godly glow in the moonlight coming from the open window.

Izuru leaned down and began to weave both of his hands under and over Shuuhei’s thighs, ghosting dangerously close to his firm erection.

“Goddamn Izuru, where did you learn to do thiiii…issssss….”

He really had no time to finish his comment because as soon as Izuru had admired the body before him, he brought his mouth down hard on the eagerly awaiting erection. Izuru started off by taking only the head into his mouth. He nipped gently on the tip and slowly took more and more in. He pressed his tongue into and over the slit of Shuuhei’s length. Shuuhei was in utter ecstasy. He had never felt this sensation before. However, he could not take the slow torture anymore. He hooked his right leg over the back of Izuru’s head and forced him down onto him fully.

Ashamed by his lack of restraint, he quickly let his leg up. Izuru’s head shot up and their eyes met. Shuuhei was about to apologize but he was cut off.

“Don’t even think about apologizing.”

With that and a quick smirk, he was back at work, devouring Shuuhei’s length and sending him close to that edge again.

“Izuru… I…. I’m getting close…”
Izuru decided to send him right over the edge. As he sucked and pumped Shuuhei with his right hand, he took his free hand and grabbed Shuuhei’s balls. Softly toying with them seemed to do the trick. Within a few seconds Shuuhei clutched the headboard, stretched out his legs and toes, and came with a deep moan of his lover’s name. Izuru didn’t stop, however, until he milked every drop from his love.

They both paused for a moment, to catch their breaths. Izuru came back up to the head of the bed and gave Shuuhei a soft and passionate kiss.

“Ready for part two, love?”

Shuuhei replied with a smile. “Let’s get on with it.”

Izuru stepped off the bed for a moment. With another swift motion, Izuru had rid his painfully hard erection of its restraints. Shuuhei could not help but to stare in awe at his gorgeous friend.

Damn, he thought. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, how could I have been so blind?

Izuru noticed that he was being gawked at, and for the first time that night, he let a slight blush cross his face. He leaned over the bed to untie the restraints around Shuuhei’s wrists, bringing his length teasingly close to Shuuhei’s face. As soon as the sash had been untied, Shuuhei struck. “Big mistake, friend.”

With one powerful motion, Shuuhei had flipped an unsuspecting Izuru on his back and began to ravage his mouth. The two naked shinigami lieutenants rolled around for a while, battling for control over the situation.

“Did you really think that I was going to stay you prisoner for the whole night?”

Shuuhei had managed to pin Izuru’s left arm down and thought that victory was his… that is until Izuru let a big smile go across his face.

“Sorry Shuu, but I’m playing for keeps tonight.”

A stunned Shuuhei could do nothing as Izuru used his Bakudo 4, Hainawa (Crawling Rope). This tied Shuuhei’s arms behind his back, essentially leaving him helpless. Izuru then flipped Shuuhei over onto his knees and pushed his head down onto the pillow. An amused and resigned Shuuhei laughed to himself.

“You fight dirty when you want to win.”

“You’d better believe it.” Izuru said coyly.

Izuru left the room for a couple of minutes and Shuuhei began to hear Izuru rummaging around near the bathroom.

“Looking for something?”

“Yeah, got any lotion or something like it?”

“Uh… y… yeah. Second drawer from the left.”

Izuru returned with a bottle in his hand.

“Is this strawberry scented baby oil?”

“Just shut up already! It’s all I have.”

Izuru laughed and poured some onto his hands. He then began to rub it all over Shuuhei. He started with Shuuhei’s neck. He maneuvered his soft, pale hands around Shuuhei’s neck and moved downward. He made sure that every area of his arms got covered, then he moved to cover Shuuhei’s chest. He paid special attention to his hardened nipples, stopping to tweak them a bit and earning a grunt from Shuuhei. He moved farther and farther down and smacked Shuuhei right on the ass. He took both of those beautiful cheeks and massaged them, earning yet another moan. He continued lower, weaving his hands thorough those perfectly toned and shaped thighs, but making sure not to go near Shuuhei’s pulsing erection. Finally, Izuru arrived to the soles of Shuuhei’s feet, giving them a good massage as well. He applied a little more to his hands and then began to slowly caress and stroke Shuuhei’s length. Shuuhei panted and groaned some more. He was not used to this kind of treatment.

When his love was oiled up as nicely as a Thanksgiving turkey, Izuru got down to the task at hand. With one more pouring, Izuru slicked up his own throbbing erection, as well as Shuuhei’s entrance. Izuru straddled his lover’s backside and leaned over to give him another soft and passionate kiss. Izuru seemed hesitant for the first time that night.

“Are you sure you…..”

“Have I said ‘no’ even once this whole night?”

Izuru took that as the go ahead. Knowing that Shuuhei was one to quickly rip off the bandage, rather than peel it off slowly, Izuru went in full force. Shuuhei let out a rather loud yell while curling up his fingers and toes. Afraid for his friend, Izuru leaned over to check on his love.

“Shuu, are you alright?”

“Heh… honestly that sounded worse than it really was. Keep going.”

Izuru reached around and grabbed Shuuhei’s length and began to stroke it while gently moving around to let Shuuhei get used to the feeling of being filled.

When they both seemed ready, Izuru pulled out slowly and pushed back in very quickly.
Shuuhei bit down on the pillow beneath him to suppress his whimpers. As he did so, his mind was racing.

Is it supposed to feel like this? Honestly who would agree t…

All rational thought ended there as Izuru had finally landed a perfect hit on that sweet spot. High pitched moan after high pitched moan left Shuuhei’s mouth as Izuru slammed back and forth into his lover, nailing that spot each time. Hearing those sounds coming from his friend were enough alone to send him over the edge, never mind the tight sensation that was rocking his erection. Sweat slicked hair fell over his face as he pounded in harder and harder, deeper and deeper. Shuuhei was even pressing his rear as far back as he could so that he could get more out of that wonderful sensation.

Izuru released his kido spell and pulled out of Shuuhei. Shuuhei was about to protest, and then Izuru gently turned Shuuhei over onto his back. Catching on, Shuuhei wrapped both of his powerful legs behind Izuru’s waist and waited for Izuru to line up with his target once again. Shuuhei closed his eyes in anticipation.

“Don’t close your eyes Shuu, I want to look into your eyes when I release inside you.”

Shuuhei nodded and stared lovingly and longingly into those deep blue eyes. Suddenly, Izuru commenced their love making, almost immediately finding that sweet spot again. Izuru propped himself up with his left hand while he stroked Shuuhei’s pulsing erection with his other hand. Shuuhei grabbed Izuru’s shoulders with both of his hands and kissed him deeply and lovingly. With all four limbs wrapped around his lover, Shuuhei was brought closer and closer to his second release of the night. With a high pitched cry, Izuru called out Shuuhei’s name and came deep inside of his lover. The feeling of being filled utterly and completely with Izuru’s seed was enough to send him flying over the edge to his second release of the night. After covering his and Izuru’s chests with his release, both men collapsed and panted into the cold night air.

After a few moments of resting on each other, Izuru got up and looked to be leaving the bed. Shuuhei snatched his lover’s wrist quickly.

“And just where do you think you are going?” Shuuhei said with a huge smile on his face.

Izuru blushed madly, it seemed that the shy Izuru had returned again. “I was just going to get my things and be on my way.” Izuru stammered.

“Oh I don’t think so. You are going to stay here tonight. Rest up ‘Zuru, cause tomorrow morning, I’m getting my revenge.”

Izuru could not hold back his smile as he turned back to lie with his love. They both kissed each other sweetly and lovingly. Shuuhei pulled one of the thin sheets over them as they embraced each other and began to fall asleep with their legs entangled. As they prepared to doze off, both of them smiled, anticipating what would happen the following morning.


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So what did you guys think? For my very first every fic, I think it turned out okay. I'd like to say "go easy on me" but I'm afraid that I won't improve much without good criticism. So tell me what you think, what I could improve on, etc. Thanks for reading guys!