Hitsugaya / Renji Lessons Learned NC-17
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kageisukeTitle: Lessons Learned Pt. I [Requested]
Author/Artist: Kageisuke
Pairing/Characters: Hitsugaya Toushirou / Abarai Renji
Rating: NC-17 [This part is just PG-13 for language and groping]
Warning(s): Yaoi; pr0n;
Disclaimer: Bleach ain't mine, so stop askin'!
Summary/Notes: ::whistles::![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kimper requested this or IchiBya... But since IchiBya turned into IchiByaRen, I was like, 'Sure! Do 'em both!' Er... This is going to be long. So I just decided to post it in two parts… This first part is mild and is good for some shounen ai goodness… but the second part will be… pr0n…
He'd been hearing for a long time now -if you could trust the twittering of the females that hung around the courtyard- that Abarai Renji 'played for the other team'. Hitsugaya Toushirou, for about just as long as he'd been hearing the rumors, didn't know what the hell they were talking about. He even heard Matsumoto talking about it with some of the female shinigami outside the office before she came in -late as usual- to pretend like she was going to do work.
"What the hell is all this about Abarai?" he asked one day, just about fed up with the talk and refusing to stay clueless about it.
Matsumoto looked at him, only mildly surprised, and grinned lewdly. "He gets along really well with Kuchiki-san, that's all, taichou."
If it wasn't for the waggling of her eyebrows and the hint of something taboo in her voice, he might have believed that was all there was to it. Not to mention she did a strange wiggle afterwards as she took her place on the couch -which might as well have her name on it, if she hadn't already written it on there in one of her drunken stupors- and leaned back with a sigh. He swore that the few times he had decided to sit on that couch he'd fallen into a sink hole that was shaped exactly like the side of Matsumoto's body...
"You aren't telling me everything, Matsumoto."
She waved her hand. "I did, Taichou, I did. Ask Renji if you want the details, cus those I don't have."
Disgruntled, Hitsugaya signed one last paper in his stack. "I'll be back."
Matsumoto waited until her taichou was gone before she snickered violently and nearly fell off the couch. "My poor taichou. He's still so young." With a slight shake of her head she resettled and promptly fell asleep.
"Oi. Abarai!" Hitsugaya said forcefully, causing the red head to turn to his name and get a sound thwack to his shoulder.
"Ow, fuck! Don' hit me while I ain't lookin, ya ass!"
"What's your relationship with Kuchiki Byakuya?"
The blunt question made Renji stare at him. There was a loud laugh and a "They get along great, Hitsugaya-taichou! Kuchiki let's him top so he-"
"Shut your mouth, ya stupid bastard!" Renji swore, swinging around to threaten him face to face.
"Abarai!"
Renji turned back around at the command.
"It's just so romantic really. The street trash getting the attention of the noble and they go off together and-"
"Shut up, you little fruitcake!" Renji roared, getting ready to master shunpo in a matter of seconds so he could strangle Yumichika before another word passed his lips.
"Answer the question, Abarai."
Renji growled at the two men behind him making gestures and twittering. "Don' mean ta be rude, but why do ya ask, Hitsugaya-taichou?"
"Rumors have been flying around for a while and -"
"Rumors?! Of what?! Who the hell is spreading shit like that?!" Renji cut him off, incredulous, but Hitsugaya took notice of the slight blush on the other man's face.
Hitsugaya just stared at him, eyes half-lidded in irritation.
Renji stared back, confused, until he realized just which captain he was talking to and which person just so happened to be his vice-captain. He groaned. The female rumor mill was a horrible thing.
"Alright, I gotta clear this up," Renji groaned, and jerked his head to the side of the building for Hitsugaya to follow him.
"So he's a pedophile now? I guess he takes what he can get." Yumichika whispered loudly to Ikkaku.
Hitsugaya turned to give the man an icy glare at the implication that he was still a child. Yumichika simply sparkled and skipped back into the training room with a laughing Ikkaku on his heels.
"Alright, it's like this, Hitsugaya-taichou," Renji began after a moment of trying to get his thoughts together. There was another pause. "Taichou and I..." he trailed off, scratching the back of his head and diverting his eyes. "...do stuff."
"Stuff?" Hitsugaya repeated. "Explain."
"Explain?!" Renji looked horrified, but Hitsugaya couldn't quite figure out why, but even if it was extremely embarrassing he was going to put an end to those damn rumors.
"If you can't explain, show me."
"Show you-?!" Renji choked. "Good lord..." he smacked a hand to his face and looked up towards the sky. How the hell did this happen? What thing did he do to deserve this kind of horrible karma? Well, there was that thing he wanted to try, but Byakuya refused, until Renji started to touch those 'special spots' and his taichou all but had a fit. Or there was in the office the other day and-
"Abarai-fukutaichou!"
Renji jerked back to the present and looked down at the fuming white haired boy glaring up at him.
"If what you're doing with Kuchiki isn't proper protocol for your positions then-"
And Renji drowned out the rest with his lewd thoughts of positions and all the ones Byakuya wouldn't let him try for various reasons. Cutting of Hitsugaya once again, Renji said loudly, "Ya want me ta show ya?"
"Yes!" Incensed, Hitsugaya crossed his arms. "Either explain it or show-" His eyes widened as Renji bent down and pressed his lips to his. He gasped in surprise. Something warm and wet invaded his mouth and shocked, he stood still.
Renji pulled back and stared off over the tuffs of white hair at the bottom of his vision. He was going to hell. If there was one, he was so going. If not, he was going to be reincarnated as a ant and he would be killed by one of those sadistic kids with a magnifying glass.
It took a moment, but Hitsugaya pulled himself back together and resisted the urge to lick his lips. He glared up at Abarai and sullenly asked, "Is that it?"
Renji refused to look down. He could almost see the shine in the captain's eyes as he asked the question. "There's other stuff, but ya get the-"
"I said show me. Do I have to explicitly say show me *everything*?"
Renji's eyebrow twitched. I'm going to hell. Straight to hell. Do not pass go. Do not collect 200 dollars. "Since ya already said it, ain't got no choice," he grumbled, scratching at the back of his head and vainly trying to figure a way out of this. As Hitsugaya looked up at him expectantly, he couldn't help but feel like a wolf about to latch on to the neck of some poor lamb. A lamb who knew shunpo and bankai, had a bad temper, could kick his ass, and had a complex about his height -or lack there of-, but still a lamb.
"Look, Hitsugaya-taichou. I know ya wanna know and all, but I don' think-"
"It's a order, Abarai."
Aw, fuck...
"And thinking doesn't suit you."
"Hey!" Renji lifted a lip. Did that little brat just make crack about him? "Fine," he snorted and grabbed the other's wrist and dragged him behind him.
"Oi!" Hitsugaya snapped, angered by the rough treatment. "Hands off, Abarai!"
Renji let go and looked back at him. "There's no way I can show ya anything if I keep my hands off, Hitsugaya-taichou," he answered airily. He started to walk off again and almost smiled when he heard the shorter stride of the captain behind him. He slowed his pace and fell into step behind the shorter boy. He led from behind, taking the most indirect and backwater way to his room.
As they stepped in, Renji took a quick look around to make sure no one saw. Of course, who knew where those rumor spreading women hid when they got a piece of juicy gossip. He shut the door and sighed as Hitsugaya looked around. He raised a hand in front of his face and bowed his head. Forgive me, Byakuya. He knew there was no way that would ever mollify his captain if he found out.
Hell, there was no 'if'. Byakuya WOULD find out. Renji just hoped Byakuya talked to Hitsugaya-taichou about it first before he was ripped to shreds and had his skin peeled off by Senbonzakura.
He sighed and placed Zabimaru next to the door. "You sure 'bout this, Hitsugaya-taichou?"
Hitsugaya turned to face him, blue eyes piercing into him. "I don't give orders I'm unsure about."
Renji gave another sigh. He had a feeling he was going to be doing that a lot today. And not the good sighs either. "Then ya need to take off Hyourinmaru 'n your hakama... All yer clothes, actually..."
Hitsugaya blinked once, then deposited Hyourinmaru gently next to the other zanpakuto. He shrugged off his captain's coat, folded it and placed it on the table.
"Yer too slow," a voice said from beside his ear. He turned, eyes blazing. Renji stayed bent over so he could continue to look him in the eye. His haori was open, but other than that, it didn't look like he had undressed at all.
"You're wearing the same amount of clothes I am!" Hitsugaya growled.
Renji let the cloth slide down his shoulders and onto the floor. He squatted down, which further pissed Hitsugaya off. He wasn't THAT short!
"This'll be yer first time right, Hitsugaya?" The boy didn't like the way Renji's eyes were traveling over his body. Nor the way his eyes lingered at his sash. "With a women or a man?"
Hitsugaya's eyebrow twitched. "It's Hitsugaya-tai-"
"We're about ta screw. Ya really think I'm gonna say a mouthful like that?"
"You sure as he-"
Renji hooked a finger into the sash and pulled Hitsugaya forward. "Lucky if I even get through half of yer name."
"Move your-"
"Ya still wanna do this?"
"I don't take back my orders!"
"Then don' complain." Renji stood. He captured Hitsugaya's mouth on his way up and plundered it. He pulled the sash free and ignored the hands that scrambled to keep the hakama from falling. He pulled apart the once neatly folded layers of black and white to expose the skin underneath.
Before Renji could go further, he was pushed back. Hitsugaya stared at him, eyes wide and panting heavily. He swallowed and clutched at his hakama. Looking at him now, Hitsugaya truly was young.
Getting a full view of the disheveled captain, Renji brought a hand up to scratched his chin and hopefully hide his nose. The flustered look on the boy's face made him feel like a spiraling nosebleed was coming on. He looked away for the briefest moment before wrapping an arm around Hitsugaya's waist and picking him up.
Alarmed, Hitsugaya struggled and brought up his other hand to help push. He gave a shout of dismay as his hakama fell away and was thoroughly cursing Renji before they'd even taken 5 steps.
"Ya don' need 'em anyway," he explained, walking into his room. He set Hitsugaya down before he could be beaten up anymore, but made sure to do it so the boy was off-balance. He watched as Hitsugaya fell back on his ass and used his elbows to make sure he didn't go all the way to his back.
"Why did you drop me?!"
Renji descended on him quickly. He knelt over him, one leg between the boys and the other firmly on the outside of a smooth thigh. Even if he wanted to, there would be no scooting back. "I didn't drop ya. Ya lost yer balance."
Hitsugaya began to sit up. "You did! You just-"
Renji bent down to meet the rising lips. Responding faster to the threat of an immanent kiss than he had been earlier -apparently his reflexes were coming back- Hitsugaya swiveled his head to the side. He felt the brush of lips against the corner of his mouth but didn't have time to enjoy the small victory as a tongue immediately came through parted lips and ran over his jaw. He jerked, startled, and was about to shout when the hot breath hit the moisture on his jaw. His whole body got goosebumps... but they weren't the usual kind. When a tongue lapped at his earlobe before it got caught lightly between teeth, he grunted.
So, his ears... Renji gently scraped his teeth over Hitsugaya's ear and felt the shudder beneath him. He ran the tip of his tongue over a different line of Hitsugaya's jaw. He stopped at the chin and looked up. Aa. Hitsugaya was confused. He came up to look at him, then gave him a quick peck on the lips before the boy could try and avoid it.
He looked back into the icy eyes for a moment before his eyes wandered down to the exposed chest. Still a scrawny thing, he chuckled, but there was some definite muscle. He ran his fingers close to a nipple as he tried to decide what to do to convince Hitsugaya to not try *everything* like he demanded.
"Abarai."
The command had returned to the ju-ban taichou's voice and Renji found himself falling back into his role.
"Yes, Hitsugaya-taichou?"
"I'll do the rest."
He blinked. "The rest?"
"Yes."
"But..."
"Do I have to repeat it?"
The snark had come back 100%. No, 150%. "You don' know what yer doin'! I-"
"Repeat what you said earlier."
"The rest?"
"Before."
Renji had to think about it. "Yes, Hitsugaya-taichou?"
"That last part."
"Taichou?"
"That's right."
Renji's mouth fell open. "Ya can't pull rank for somethin' like this!"
"I can." Hitsugaya sat up and Renji pulled back uncertainly. "I will." He gave him a hard shove back. "I have." He knelt over Renji, his arms crossed over his chest, and stared down at him.
Notes: This is far from finished, but I wanted to post this part, cus this is going to take a LONG time... So, if I'm lucky, I'll finish the second part tonight because unlike my other one with two parts [and now three, IchiByaRen], I don't actually have any of it typed up and just waiting for spell checking... Hope you like it so farkimper
Author/Artist: Kageisuke
Pairing/Characters: Hitsugaya Toushirou / Abarai Renji
Rating: NC-17 [This part is just PG-13 for language and groping]
Warning(s): Yaoi; pr0n;
Disclaimer: Bleach ain't mine, so stop askin'!
Summary/Notes: ::whistles::
kimper requested this or IchiBya... But since IchiBya turned into IchiByaRen, I was like, 'Sure! Do 'em both!' Er... This is going to be long. So I just decided to post it in two parts… This first part is mild and is good for some shounen ai goodness… but the second part will be… pr0n…He'd been hearing for a long time now -if you could trust the twittering of the females that hung around the courtyard- that Abarai Renji 'played for the other team'. Hitsugaya Toushirou, for about just as long as he'd been hearing the rumors, didn't know what the hell they were talking about. He even heard Matsumoto talking about it with some of the female shinigami outside the office before she came in -late as usual- to pretend like she was going to do work.
"What the hell is all this about Abarai?" he asked one day, just about fed up with the talk and refusing to stay clueless about it.
Matsumoto looked at him, only mildly surprised, and grinned lewdly. "He gets along really well with Kuchiki-san, that's all, taichou."
If it wasn't for the waggling of her eyebrows and the hint of something taboo in her voice, he might have believed that was all there was to it. Not to mention she did a strange wiggle afterwards as she took her place on the couch -which might as well have her name on it, if she hadn't already written it on there in one of her drunken stupors- and leaned back with a sigh. He swore that the few times he had decided to sit on that couch he'd fallen into a sink hole that was shaped exactly like the side of Matsumoto's body...
"You aren't telling me everything, Matsumoto."
She waved her hand. "I did, Taichou, I did. Ask Renji if you want the details, cus those I don't have."
Disgruntled, Hitsugaya signed one last paper in his stack. "I'll be back."
Matsumoto waited until her taichou was gone before she snickered violently and nearly fell off the couch. "My poor taichou. He's still so young." With a slight shake of her head she resettled and promptly fell asleep.
"Oi. Abarai!" Hitsugaya said forcefully, causing the red head to turn to his name and get a sound thwack to his shoulder.
"Ow, fuck! Don' hit me while I ain't lookin, ya ass!"
"What's your relationship with Kuchiki Byakuya?"
The blunt question made Renji stare at him. There was a loud laugh and a "They get along great, Hitsugaya-taichou! Kuchiki let's him top so he-"
"Shut your mouth, ya stupid bastard!" Renji swore, swinging around to threaten him face to face.
"Abarai!"
Renji turned back around at the command.
"It's just so romantic really. The street trash getting the attention of the noble and they go off together and-"
"Shut up, you little fruitcake!" Renji roared, getting ready to master shunpo in a matter of seconds so he could strangle Yumichika before another word passed his lips.
"Answer the question, Abarai."
Renji growled at the two men behind him making gestures and twittering. "Don' mean ta be rude, but why do ya ask, Hitsugaya-taichou?"
"Rumors have been flying around for a while and -"
"Rumors?! Of what?! Who the hell is spreading shit like that?!" Renji cut him off, incredulous, but Hitsugaya took notice of the slight blush on the other man's face.
Hitsugaya just stared at him, eyes half-lidded in irritation.
Renji stared back, confused, until he realized just which captain he was talking to and which person just so happened to be his vice-captain. He groaned. The female rumor mill was a horrible thing.
"Alright, I gotta clear this up," Renji groaned, and jerked his head to the side of the building for Hitsugaya to follow him.
"So he's a pedophile now? I guess he takes what he can get." Yumichika whispered loudly to Ikkaku.
Hitsugaya turned to give the man an icy glare at the implication that he was still a child. Yumichika simply sparkled and skipped back into the training room with a laughing Ikkaku on his heels.
"Alright, it's like this, Hitsugaya-taichou," Renji began after a moment of trying to get his thoughts together. There was another pause. "Taichou and I..." he trailed off, scratching the back of his head and diverting his eyes. "...do stuff."
"Stuff?" Hitsugaya repeated. "Explain."
"Explain?!" Renji looked horrified, but Hitsugaya couldn't quite figure out why, but even if it was extremely embarrassing he was going to put an end to those damn rumors.
"If you can't explain, show me."
"Show you-?!" Renji choked. "Good lord..." he smacked a hand to his face and looked up towards the sky. How the hell did this happen? What thing did he do to deserve this kind of horrible karma? Well, there was that thing he wanted to try, but Byakuya refused, until Renji started to touch those 'special spots' and his taichou all but had a fit. Or there was in the office the other day and-
"Abarai-fukutaichou!"
Renji jerked back to the present and looked down at the fuming white haired boy glaring up at him.
"If what you're doing with Kuchiki isn't proper protocol for your positions then-"
And Renji drowned out the rest with his lewd thoughts of positions and all the ones Byakuya wouldn't let him try for various reasons. Cutting of Hitsugaya once again, Renji said loudly, "Ya want me ta show ya?"
"Yes!" Incensed, Hitsugaya crossed his arms. "Either explain it or show-" His eyes widened as Renji bent down and pressed his lips to his. He gasped in surprise. Something warm and wet invaded his mouth and shocked, he stood still.
Renji pulled back and stared off over the tuffs of white hair at the bottom of his vision. He was going to hell. If there was one, he was so going. If not, he was going to be reincarnated as a ant and he would be killed by one of those sadistic kids with a magnifying glass.
It took a moment, but Hitsugaya pulled himself back together and resisted the urge to lick his lips. He glared up at Abarai and sullenly asked, "Is that it?"
Renji refused to look down. He could almost see the shine in the captain's eyes as he asked the question. "There's other stuff, but ya get the-"
"I said show me. Do I have to explicitly say show me *everything*?"
Renji's eyebrow twitched. I'm going to hell. Straight to hell. Do not pass go. Do not collect 200 dollars. "Since ya already said it, ain't got no choice," he grumbled, scratching at the back of his head and vainly trying to figure a way out of this. As Hitsugaya looked up at him expectantly, he couldn't help but feel like a wolf about to latch on to the neck of some poor lamb. A lamb who knew shunpo and bankai, had a bad temper, could kick his ass, and had a complex about his height -or lack there of-, but still a lamb.
"Look, Hitsugaya-taichou. I know ya wanna know and all, but I don' think-"
"It's a order, Abarai."
Aw, fuck...
"And thinking doesn't suit you."
"Hey!" Renji lifted a lip. Did that little brat just make crack about him? "Fine," he snorted and grabbed the other's wrist and dragged him behind him.
"Oi!" Hitsugaya snapped, angered by the rough treatment. "Hands off, Abarai!"
Renji let go and looked back at him. "There's no way I can show ya anything if I keep my hands off, Hitsugaya-taichou," he answered airily. He started to walk off again and almost smiled when he heard the shorter stride of the captain behind him. He slowed his pace and fell into step behind the shorter boy. He led from behind, taking the most indirect and backwater way to his room.
As they stepped in, Renji took a quick look around to make sure no one saw. Of course, who knew where those rumor spreading women hid when they got a piece of juicy gossip. He shut the door and sighed as Hitsugaya looked around. He raised a hand in front of his face and bowed his head. Forgive me, Byakuya. He knew there was no way that would ever mollify his captain if he found out.
Hell, there was no 'if'. Byakuya WOULD find out. Renji just hoped Byakuya talked to Hitsugaya-taichou about it first before he was ripped to shreds and had his skin peeled off by Senbonzakura.
He sighed and placed Zabimaru next to the door. "You sure 'bout this, Hitsugaya-taichou?"
Hitsugaya turned to face him, blue eyes piercing into him. "I don't give orders I'm unsure about."
Renji gave another sigh. He had a feeling he was going to be doing that a lot today. And not the good sighs either. "Then ya need to take off Hyourinmaru 'n your hakama... All yer clothes, actually..."
Hitsugaya blinked once, then deposited Hyourinmaru gently next to the other zanpakuto. He shrugged off his captain's coat, folded it and placed it on the table.
"Yer too slow," a voice said from beside his ear. He turned, eyes blazing. Renji stayed bent over so he could continue to look him in the eye. His haori was open, but other than that, it didn't look like he had undressed at all.
"You're wearing the same amount of clothes I am!" Hitsugaya growled.
Renji let the cloth slide down his shoulders and onto the floor. He squatted down, which further pissed Hitsugaya off. He wasn't THAT short!
"This'll be yer first time right, Hitsugaya?" The boy didn't like the way Renji's eyes were traveling over his body. Nor the way his eyes lingered at his sash. "With a women or a man?"
Hitsugaya's eyebrow twitched. "It's Hitsugaya-tai-"
"We're about ta screw. Ya really think I'm gonna say a mouthful like that?"
"You sure as he-"
Renji hooked a finger into the sash and pulled Hitsugaya forward. "Lucky if I even get through half of yer name."
"Move your-"
"Ya still wanna do this?"
"I don't take back my orders!"
"Then don' complain." Renji stood. He captured Hitsugaya's mouth on his way up and plundered it. He pulled the sash free and ignored the hands that scrambled to keep the hakama from falling. He pulled apart the once neatly folded layers of black and white to expose the skin underneath.
Before Renji could go further, he was pushed back. Hitsugaya stared at him, eyes wide and panting heavily. He swallowed and clutched at his hakama. Looking at him now, Hitsugaya truly was young.
Getting a full view of the disheveled captain, Renji brought a hand up to scratched his chin and hopefully hide his nose. The flustered look on the boy's face made him feel like a spiraling nosebleed was coming on. He looked away for the briefest moment before wrapping an arm around Hitsugaya's waist and picking him up.
Alarmed, Hitsugaya struggled and brought up his other hand to help push. He gave a shout of dismay as his hakama fell away and was thoroughly cursing Renji before they'd even taken 5 steps.
"Ya don' need 'em anyway," he explained, walking into his room. He set Hitsugaya down before he could be beaten up anymore, but made sure to do it so the boy was off-balance. He watched as Hitsugaya fell back on his ass and used his elbows to make sure he didn't go all the way to his back.
"Why did you drop me?!"
Renji descended on him quickly. He knelt over him, one leg between the boys and the other firmly on the outside of a smooth thigh. Even if he wanted to, there would be no scooting back. "I didn't drop ya. Ya lost yer balance."
Hitsugaya began to sit up. "You did! You just-"
Renji bent down to meet the rising lips. Responding faster to the threat of an immanent kiss than he had been earlier -apparently his reflexes were coming back- Hitsugaya swiveled his head to the side. He felt the brush of lips against the corner of his mouth but didn't have time to enjoy the small victory as a tongue immediately came through parted lips and ran over his jaw. He jerked, startled, and was about to shout when the hot breath hit the moisture on his jaw. His whole body got goosebumps... but they weren't the usual kind. When a tongue lapped at his earlobe before it got caught lightly between teeth, he grunted.
So, his ears... Renji gently scraped his teeth over Hitsugaya's ear and felt the shudder beneath him. He ran the tip of his tongue over a different line of Hitsugaya's jaw. He stopped at the chin and looked up. Aa. Hitsugaya was confused. He came up to look at him, then gave him a quick peck on the lips before the boy could try and avoid it.
He looked back into the icy eyes for a moment before his eyes wandered down to the exposed chest. Still a scrawny thing, he chuckled, but there was some definite muscle. He ran his fingers close to a nipple as he tried to decide what to do to convince Hitsugaya to not try *everything* like he demanded.
"Abarai."
The command had returned to the ju-ban taichou's voice and Renji found himself falling back into his role.
"Yes, Hitsugaya-taichou?"
"I'll do the rest."
He blinked. "The rest?"
"Yes."
"But..."
"Do I have to repeat it?"
The snark had come back 100%. No, 150%. "You don' know what yer doin'! I-"
"Repeat what you said earlier."
"The rest?"
"Before."
Renji had to think about it. "Yes, Hitsugaya-taichou?"
"That last part."
"Taichou?"
"That's right."
Renji's mouth fell open. "Ya can't pull rank for somethin' like this!"
"I can." Hitsugaya sat up and Renji pulled back uncertainly. "I will." He gave him a hard shove back. "I have." He knelt over Renji, his arms crossed over his chest, and stared down at him.
Notes: This is far from finished, but I wanted to post this part, cus this is going to take a LONG time... So, if I'm lucky, I'll finish the second part tonight because unlike my other one with two parts [and now three, IchiByaRen], I don't actually have any of it typed up and just waiting for spell checking... Hope you like it so far
kimper
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Date: 2006-08-17 09:51 pm (UTC)Can't wait to see where you are going with this...(besides the obvious I mean *snicker*)
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Date: 2006-08-18 02:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-17 11:52 pm (UTC)If not, he was going to be reincarnated as a ant and he would be killed by one of those sadistic kids with a magnifying glass.
I'd set fire to an entire ant hill if I thought Renji would be in it! >DDD
I want moooooooooore!! XO
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Date: 2006-08-18 02:17 am (UTC)But then you'd kill Renji! Nyuuuu! If you kill him, I can't do any more.
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Date: 2006-09-16 05:32 pm (UTC)*whines*
i can't believe you left me hanging like that! xD
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Date: 2006-09-16 06:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-17 03:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-21 09:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-21 07:21 pm (UTC)I'm sorry! ::bows and scrapes:: I have the beginning of the next part, I believe, but I never could wrap my head around it... :laughs nervously::
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Date: 2008-01-21 11:38 pm (UTC)*runs in circles around the room screaming* *stops when the neighbors call 911* *bangs head to desk*
Ok I'm back now. ;P
I was going through my memories last night.... I have a bunch of your stuff..... BC (Before I started Commenting), I'm sorry... :( I've been trying to go back and add comments I promise! ;) That's when I realized I couldn't find the follow-up to this. I REALLY hope you do get inspired to finish this.
Most people like to pair Shiro with Ichigo. And it's all sugary sweetness and love. This is so much better. It lets Shiro take a walk on the wild side! *evil grin* This is such an interesting pairing.
Forgive me, Byakuya. He knew there was no way that would ever mollify his captain if he found out.
Hell, there was no 'if'. Byakuya WOULD find out. *snickers* Poor, Renji. What's a boy toy to do?
I really thought you had a good flow going with this. You have Toshiro's snarkiness just like I would imagine him if he were in that situation. Always bossy and being in charge. With the way it ended I was almost expecting it to find out that our little Shiro knew more than he was letting on. I kept wondering if it would turn out that Toshiro had been playing Renji the whole time. And the innocent question's had just been a carefully calculated plot to get into Renji's pants! :o
I know it's been awhile since you wrote this one, but I hope the plot bunnies start running around again. (a girl can always hope)
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Date: 2008-01-22 09:07 pm (UTC)Yeah, I stopped writing fanfics..... soon after this, because I slow grew consumed with RPing... Eheeh... >_> My writing style has also changed since this fanfic, so if I ever were to finish it... it would be really disjointed sounding going from part one to part two... =_=;;;
This pairing was also hard for me.... Man, I have no idea while