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A Shadow of What Was	By : katami Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 49594 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author�s Notes: I'm finally happy with this; it took awhile but I hope it was time well spent. This one is for Bly and Phoenix, two great friends who love a certain Quincy and a certain redhead together (not that I blame them in the least). I hope you both enjoy.

I also want to extend my thanks to zincpiccalilli, who gave me tons of pretty pictures that brightened my weekend and was willing to look over this for me. Thank you! *hugs*

Once again, if this offering pleases you, please leave a review. If yaoi squeaks you, go away. I will not be blamed if you get upset because you ignored the warnings.

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Renji stormed into the 4th Division ward with all the force of a hurricane, slamming doors, snapping orders, and in general making a nuisance of himself. The ploy worked however, and within moments he was being lead to Uryuu. A junior healer opened the door for him, most likely to keep him from throwing it open and making more noise, and he found his lover lying on a futon, Yamada Hanatarou himself tending to him.

The younger Shinigami had worked his way up to fourth seat of his division and was commander for the contingent of healers stationed in the real world. He was one of the best healers around and in another few years Renji wouldn't have been surprised to see him as a vice-captain.

"Subtle as ever," murmured Uryuu from his futon, a faint smile on his lips. "We heard you all the way out in the hall."

Renji smirked at the Quincy, the tension that had filled him since hearing of his lover's injury leaving him. Not that he would ever tell the other man that. Uryuu knew how he felt without him having to say all that shit; it was one of the reasons they worked. "Heard ya got a house dropped on ya," he snickered, able to tease the other man now that he knew the Quincy was all right.

"It seems to be a habit with you Shinigami," muttered Uryuu, his tone cool but Renji could see the sparkle in his eyes and read the amusement. Falling roofs and medical wards brought both of them to mind of their earliest days, that first time that had started them down the road they were on.

"There you are, Ishida-san," murmured Hanatarou as he finished with his healing. "You should rest and take it easy for a few days, but you'll be fine. You can take him home, Abarai-taichou, if you remember to wake him up every few hours tonight. He took a nasty bump to the head."

Renji grinned as his lover frowned. "Sure thing, Hana. Thanks for looking after him," he said, ruffling the little healer's hair affectionately.

The little healer smiled and blushed as he left and Uryuu sat up, glaring at him. "If I didn't know him better, I'd swear that was a dig at our last stay here."

Renji grinned at him, their last stay had included several late night wake up calls that most of the 4th probably knew about. Neither of them was all that quiet, although Uryuu would deny the last until his dying breath. "Never. We were quiet as mice," he murmured, kneeling, reaching out to caress his lover's cheek before kissing him. Soft lips opened readily and an agile tongue slipped out to duel with his.

Renji groaned as he felt nimble fingers loosening his ponytail. He loved having his hair played with and he had long since discovered that Uryuu had a thing for his hair. He let the kiss they were sharing grow slower and deeper, savoring the fact that he hadn�t lost this incredible man. He gently tasted Uryuu, reassuring himself that his love was real and whole. "Wanna go home?" he breathed softly over the Quincy's lips.

"Definitely. You still owe me dinner and my reward from earlier," murmured the archer, grabbing his head and pulling him back down into a hot hungry kiss. He groaned and pushed Uryuu back, moaning into his mouth and sucking on his tongue. He shifted his weight, moving over the other man and kissing him harder, trying to devour him.

He tore his lips away from Uryuu's, laying dozens of little kisses and nips along his jaw, chuckling as the Quincy tilted his head and pressed into the light touches. He laved gentle attention all around what would be a vivid bruise that marred his lover's left cheek. "You need to stop getting houses dropped on you or your not going to be pretty anymore,� he murmured into the Quincy�s ear, earning a soft growl and a glare.

He let his lips slide down the underside of Uryuu�s jaw and then down the side of his neck before stopping to bite and suck on a particularly sensitive spot. Long fingers tightened in his hair and a soft cry of delight spilled from Uryuu as the Quincy bucked under him. He chuckled, continuing to kiss and nip at that spot. His lover would be pissed in the morning when he saw the mark he�d left but an annoyed Quincy wasn�t always a bad thing; it all but guaranteed him a frantic bout of morning sex.

He sat back for a moment and tugged open the white kimono the healers had put Uryuu in. He took in the sinewy grace and beauty of his love. Uryuu was long limbed and lean, with the a supple strength that never failed to amaze Renji. He was pale, but far from perfect, and more human for the myriad of tiny flaws. There were bruises, old and new, that hadn�t been worth having healed. There were scars, some prominent and some just a ghost of a mark on that fair skin, that testified to his years of battle. Renji gently traced the most prominent scar, the star in the center of the Quincy�s chest, with first his finger and then his tongue, before laying a kiss at its heart. He felt fingers tighten in his hair and smiled. Ishida had no feeling in the scar tissue but area around it was surprisingly sensitive.

He nipped, licked and kissed a path to dusty pink nipples that were already hard, smirking up at Ishida and earning a soft smile in return. He kissed each nipple savoring the feeling of strong fingers flexing in his hair. �Renji.� His name breathed out in a bedroom soft voice that made the redhead groan. and want to push Uryuu�s ankles behind his ears and fuck him.

He glanced up, ruby eyes meeting with blue, and smiled before lapping at one coral nipple and slipping further down his lover�s body. He laid a kiss on a sharp hip bone before wrapping a firm hand around the Quincy�s cock. Ishida moaned and Renji grinned, wondering just how loud Uryuu would get and if he had any money on them being found in the medical ward. These days even Uryuu had money on them. Might as well make a profit if they were going to be caught being his logic; since neither one of them would give up quick fucks whenever they got the chance.

He gently pumped his lover�s cock, delighting in the soft sounds of pleasure and encouragement he drew from the other man. He slid his tongue around the head, tasting the archer and making them both groan. "Renji." This time his name was half supplication and half command, and spoken in that wonderful voice that made him wonder how he had ever lived without the creature under him. He kissed the tip of Uryuu's straining erection and slid his tongue down the underside. Ishida tossed his head and moaned encouragement, rolling his hip in a subtle demand for more. He tossed an arm across Uryuu's hips to hold him still and slid a hand up the Quincy's body to his mouth, pausing to pinch his nipple along the way.

"Suck," he commanded Ishida with a low growl, offering him two fingers. He groaned softly as Uyruu smirked at him and began sucking on his fingers, swirling his tongue and doing everything he could to remind Renji just how talented he was with his mouth.

He pulled his fingers free with a soft, wet pop, teasing the Quincy's entrance with the saliva coated digits as he let his tongue run back up the other man's cock. Uryuu growled and tugged sharply on his hair, his blue eyes glittering, "Suck me," he demanded. "Now." Renji grinned and took Ishida back in his mouth, sucking hard as he shoved his fingers into the Quincy. Uryuu gave a sharp cry of pleasure and thrashed wildly under him. Renji held him down, letting his lips slide further down the cock in his mouth as he twisted his fingers. When Uryuu gave a wailing sob of pleasure and pushed down on the invading digits he knew he had found what he was looking for.

"Renji," whined the archer, tugging on his hair and trying to thrust.

He began moving, mouth and fingers in a slow but steady counterpoint to each other, drawing groans and gasps from his lover. Hands clawed desperately at his scalp and back, urging him to go faster to match his movements, anything. He chuckled around the tip of his lover's cock, earning a cry of delight which turned into a shriek as he rubbed over the Quincy's sweet spot and then pressed hard against it. He swallow the Quincy as deep in his throat as he could and pressed hard against his prostate. Uryuu wailed, a sound that had to be heard throughout the entire building and came in rush. Renji swallowed him eagerly, gently letting his cock slip free before moving up to kiss his the other man, moaning as Uryuu languidly kissed him back.

He drew his love close, smiling faintly at the soft sounds of contentment Uryuu made as he gently petted him. "Ready to go home, love?" he asked softly. Uryuu made a low sound that might have been agreement or an order to fuck off and let him bask, Renji couldn't tell but he didn't much care. He enjoyed seeing the lazy post-coital lassitude that stole over the archer and knowing that he was the cause.

Eventually soft lips began to graze his neck and a heavy sigh slipped from Uryuu. "Let's collect Kisuke and get the meeting over with so we can go to bed," murmured Ishida softly, loath to abandon the post-coital bliss for the tension of a division meeting but knowing he had to. Something that brought Ichimaru Gin to the real world would definitely require a meeting. And Urahara's return as Mizuno only guaranteed it would be that much louder and longer.

"Kisuke? As in Urahara? Did you bump your head harder than we thought, Uryuu? Urahara has been dead for twenty years."

Uryuu bolted up and blue eyes flew open to pin Renji. "Kisuke! The kid. I sent him to the shop when the Arrancar attacked. Damn it! Hana told me everyone had made it back! I asked! Are you telling me he didn't? Goddamn it! I asked!" snarled the archer, taking a moment to pound his fist into his pillow.

Renji stilled and grew pale, if Ishida was cursing it was bad. Actaully, if Uryuu was cursing they had jumped past bad and straight into 'we're fucked.' "Everyone did make it back, but there was no kid, love," he offered carefully. Quincy had been known to flay the messengers of bad news. In fact, they excelled at it.

"Fuck!"

"Stop cursing and tell me what the hell is wrong?" he snarled at the other man, earning a sharp glare but at least dragging Uryuu's attention back to him.

"That boy I went looking for, his name is Mizuno and he's Urahara reborn. And now we get to tell Ichigo that he's lost," ground out Ishida.

"Fuck!"

"Exactly."
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