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Tales of a Broken Society	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 41133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Title: Locking Them In a Closet
Fandom: Bleach
Story: 13
Connected stories: #7 and #9
Characters: Renji/Shuuhi
Word Count: 1,471
Requested by: Anon
Warnings: August 7, 2017
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Watching Renji run around like a Chihuahua on crack both amused and drove the very pregnant Ichigo up a wall.

Sipping his tea, he watched as the other male made sure that everything was set up according to Byakuya's instructions. The Woman's Society wanted to throw a baby shower damn it! And they wanted the best that can be done. Well, Ichigo nor Byakuya were going to argue and have been working to get it set up. Seeing as Ichigo was as pregnant as he was, he wasn't allowed to do much more then order Renji around and eye the cookies that he wanted to nibble.

After the two days that Ichigo and Byakuya had spent at the cabin, the two lovers had returned to Seireitei. Upon his return, Ichigo was given a full check up, as was the rule for all shinigami who were expecting. They quickly found out that he was about a day pregnant. It ended up with an escastic Byakuya and a shocked Ichigo who wouldn't let Byakuya near him for two weeks.

It took a begging Renji before Ichigo let him back into the bed. For that, he got a week off, feeling depressed about the fact that his taicho was able to land someone, but he was unable to land the one that he had been after for the last seventy years.

And the one that he wanted was Hisagi Shuuhei, his senpai and fellow fukutaicho.

Of course Ichigo never really noticed this. He didn't notice the looks that Renji tossed the scarred male when he wasn't looking. He didn't see the little hearts with Shuuhei's name in them on the note book that Renji wrote his blurbs in. And heaven forbid that he accidently heard Renji moan the mans name while jerking off as Ichigo passed by the door on the way to the kitchen for ice cream and pickles since not a single servant would come to help him, not even the night servants, since he had such a hard time getting out of bed due to his swollen belly.

Oh, yes, heaven forbid.

Snorting into his tea, Ichigo thinks to himself, 'Yeah, right. I may be oblivious, but I'm not that oblivious.' Looking over at the male, he suddenly smirks and puts his tea down.

“Renji, come over here please,” Ichigo says, causing Renji to drop the half of the banner that proclaimed “IT'S A BOY!” in big blue letters that he had been holding, causing Rukia to squawk about jerks with red hair. Nearly running to him, he looks worridly at Ichigo. “Help me up.” Nodding, he kneels down, allowing Ichigo to use his shoulder to push himself into a standing positon. “Thanks.”

Walking to the study that his fiance was holed up in, he knocks once before walking in. Looking up, he walks, well, waddles over to his lover and steps into the open arms, letting the other male place his hands on the mound that was his stomach.

“I think that we need to shove Renji into a closet,” Ichigo says, smiling as Byakuya lays his head on his stomach, one of his own hands coming up to play with the long, dark hair.

“Oh? I wouldn't mind doing that,” Byakuya replies, kissing Ichigos stomach before looking up at his lover with grey/black eyes.

“With Shuuhei-kun,” Ichigo states, smirking at the shocked look on his face.

“Why him?” Byakuya asks, still stunned at the statement from his much smaller mate.

“I may have walked past his door one night when you were gone on my way to the kitchen because none of the servants wanted to come to our room and I may have heard him moan Shuuhei's name,” Ichigo says, playing with the sleeve of his materniaty kimono.

“First of all, the servants didn't come help you?” Byakuya asks, glaring at one servant who was serving his tea.

“Just the night servants. The day ones always check up on me every ten minutes,” Ichigo says, waving one hand. Byakuya nods to the servant who rushes as much as he could, sighing softly, happy that his job wasn't going to disappear suddenly.

“Now, about Renji moaning Shuuhei's name?” Byakuya says, tugging Ichigo into his lap. Ichigo sat down gingerly before curling close, nearly purring at the soothing touches of his lover.

“He was! I want to get them together. I think Shuuhei likes Renji to,” Ichigo says, looking up at Byakuya who has a smug and mischievious look on his face. “Byakua? What are you thinking?”

“Do you think the hall closet will be big enough? The one near the stairs?” Byakuya asks his lover, who smiles brightly at him, causing the dark haired man to groan softly in lust.

“Yeah, I do,” Ichigo says, smirking as he feels his lover harden. “Is the door locked?”

“If it's not, then I don't care,” Byakuya responds, easily picking up Ichigo and taking him over to the small futon to ravish his lover again.

Several hours later, every one was there, including all of Ichigo's male friends. The present table was piled high with gifts, all wrapped in bright colored paper and the guests were all milling around talking with each other. Ichigo was sitting on a couch with Byakuya next to him and Yachiru laying her head on his stomach, giggling every so often. Ichigo was running his hands through her hair with a soft look, causing most of the singles running around to glare jealously at Byakuya for landing the delectable strawberry.

Suddenly Ichigo looks up and wiggles. He looks over at Renji and Shuuhei with puppy eyes, causing both to run over.

“Did you need something, Kurosaki-san?” Shuuhei asks while Renji kneels down next to him.

“I could use some help getting to the bathroom. I also need you two to stand outside the bathroom door,” Ichigo says, standing up after setting Yachiru aside with a smile. Byakuya gets up and follows his lover as he waddle out the door, Shuuhei or Renji opening doors for Ichigo. Stopping for a moment, Ichigo opens the door to the closet that they had discussed earlier and looked over at Renji. “First though, can you get me the liquid hand soap on the top self?” Ichigo asked him.

Nodding, Renji went in while Shuuhei stood next to Ichigo, passing off the looming presence of Byakuya as the need for the older man to be near his lover as he stared at Renji's ass as Renji reached up for the soap. He barely made a sound as Byakuya shoved him into the closet and shut the door with a smirk as Ichigo giggled next to him.

Suddenly dropped into the dark, Renji squeaks and drops the soap before rushing to the door and trying to open it. He didn't make it as he heard a distinct 'snick' of the lock being done.

“What are you two doing?” he calls out, pounding on the door.

“I am tired of the moon eyes that you throw Shuuhei every time you see him, Renji. Either you fuck him or kill each other, but until then, the door remains locked,” Ichigo called back before the two heard the tell tale sounds of their feet walking away. Renji was rather glad that it was so dark, because if Shuuhei saw his blush he would die of humiliation.

“Moon eyes, Abari-kun?” is purred from behind him, making him stiffen and suddenly turn around, pressing his body against the door. Suddenly a blinding light flashes in his eyes. Blinking a few times, he notices that Shuuhei had switched on a light that Ichigo had brought with him from the human world for the storage closet. Gulping slightly, he nerveously smiles at the dark and hungry look in his sempei's eyes.

“Well...you see...that is...” he stutters before gasping as Shuuhei pressed close and smirked down at him, their bodies touching in all the right places. Renji whimpered slightly and grabbed a hold of the slightly taller mans shirt, clinging to him.

“I see,” he purrs before sweeping down and kissing the speechless red head senseless. After a moment of not responding, Renji does so, melting under the kiss and willingly returning it with a soft moan of delight. Shuuhei growsl in pleasure as his hands start to move over Renji's body, causing him to arch into the touches. After a few long minutes of making out, Renji's own hands having joined in the touching, the smaller male pulls away.

“We really should thank Ichigo and Kuichiki-taicho for locking us in the closet,” he pants out, shivering in arousal at Shuuheis smiled that was filled with lust and what could be called love.

“Yes, we will have to,” he says before going back to making Renji a mindless puddle of goo.
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