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Like a Bullet	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9264 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Like a Bullet 13
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Shuuhei/Kensei
Chapter: 13
Word Count: 1,542
AN: :3 I really love the feedback (few that I’ve gotten) on this story. Enjoy and please remember that the story itself is DONE. Chapters have been written and edited. I’m just posting now.
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Staring out of the window, Shuuhei whirled his beer around in its bottle, watching the sun drop past the horizon, turning the sky into an amazing mix of purples, oranges and the lightest of pinks. Kensei was securing the apartment and making sure that no one had gotten in while they had been gone, leaving Shuuhei alone with his thoughts for the time being. Lifting the bottle to his lips, he drank a long, slow drag of the cold drink, letting the slightly bitter taste slide over his taste buds.
“Everything is good,” Kensei drawled as he walked out of the bedroom. Shuuhei turned around, tilting his head to the side with a smile on his face, waving his bottle.
“Want one?” he asked, getting a nod as his answer. Heading for the kitchen, Shuuhei finished off the bottle, tossing it into the trash before grabbing a bottle for Kensei and a bottle of tea for himself. With the way he was feeling, floating high on having seen his friends, the beer would have gone straight to his head and he didn’t want that to happen just yet.
“Here ya go,” Shuuhei said, holding out the bottle to Kensei. The man growled in appreciation as he took the bottle and sat back on the couch, the younger man dropped down next to him and letting his head fall back onto the back of the couch.
“Tired?” Kensei asked, raising an eyebrow at him, getting a smirk from Shuuhei.
“Hardly. Just thinking is all,” Shuuhei replied, brushing a bit of hair out of his face. “There was a lot of talk today while you guys were talking about whatever you were talking about in that conference room,” he said, slowly stretching his arms, back bowing as his spine popped. Kensei watched with dark eyes, lips quirking upwards as Shuuhei once more relaxed on the couch, blinking a bit more.

”And what’s going on in that pretty little head now?” Kensei asked curiously as his companion opened his bottle of tea.
“Thinkin’ about Ichi-chan and Shinji-san and their new relationship with each other,” Shuuhei said, shrugging as he crossed his legs, letting them stretch out before him. “They’re cute together. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Ichi-chan out right glow in his happiness the way he’s been doing today.”
“Yeah. Shinji pouted through the entire meeting because he couldn’t be with his Ichigo-chan,” Kensei snorted, shaking his head with a rueful smile on his lips. “It was sickly cute with the way he was sighing and mooning over his boyfriend. They’ve been together for one day and already their attached at the hip.”
“Cute time six. Reminds me of how Hanatoru and Ryuuken acted around each other when they first got together. Hell, those two are still acting like they’re on their honeymoon, even six years after they got together,” Shuuhei drawled, shaking his head with a small smile.
“How long have you known everyone?” Kensei asked, curious about that as he gazed at the other man.

”Ahh, I’ve known Hanatoru for the longest. He was a sophomore when I was still in the adjoining junior high. Despite his looks, he’s about 4 years older then me. When we heard about Ichigo wanting to open Lolitas Dream, I was finishing my first semester of college and Hana had changed his degree from medicine to business.”
“So… about 7 years,” Kensei guessed, doing some quick math with what he knew about his companion.
“Yep. I met Hanatoru about a year before we met Ryuuken-san, through a tutoring program,” Shuuhei mused, shrugging with a smile. “We met Ryuuken-san the next year, when Hanatoru turned the age of consent. We met Ishida-san soon after, and then Tessai-san and Ichi-chan when they were starting to talk about opening Lolitas Dream, a few months after he was kicked out of his house.”
“Wow,” Kensei said, shaking his head and finishing off his beer. Putting the bottle aside, he smirked at Shuuhei as the man played with his tea bottle. “I’m happy that you have such a good base for support.”
“I’m happy to, especially since Ichigo needs us to be here for him at the moment. Man, to lose what family he had in one swift swipe, that’s harsh,” Shuuhei sighed, running a hand through his black-brown hair.
“Doesn’t Ichigo-san have an uncle somewhere?” Kensei asked, remembering the file on Isshin Kurosaki that had included his known in-laws.
“Yeah, some guy named Kisuke Urahara, Ichi-chans mothers brother,” Shuuhei sighed, shaking his head. “The man doesn’t talk to Ichi-chan, hasn’t for a long time after they had had some huge argument. I don’t know what the fight was about though. Ichi-chan is really tight lipped about that one and none of us want to push him about it,” he mused.
Kensei nodded and watched as Shuuhei continued to play with his tea bottle, mind whirling with thought. He would have to tell Aizen about the new information about this Kisuke Urahara guy. The uncle would possibly have to be interviewed to see if he knew anything, or had any new information that they hadn’t learned from the other interviews. Stuff that those who weren’t family would never see. Though, the fight was something that they hadn’t heard about before, making him doubt that anyone outside of the Lolitas Dreams employees knew about it.
Shaking his head free of the thoughts, promising to himself that he would call Aizen about it later on, he reached out and tugged the other man close. He rather enjoyed the squawk he got from Shuuhei. Humming, he nuzzled into the lightly scented neck, Shuuhei tilting his head to the side as he gazed at him from the side of his eye.
“Having fun?” he asked teasingly, feeling Kensei smirk against his neck before he nodded, lips brushing against his skin. “I see. You’re perving out on me again, aren’t you?” he asked, once more feeling his lips brush against his neck in answer.
Kensei growled lowly and wrapped his arms tight around the lean waist, holding the slimmer male close to his body. Since the first night the Guardians had been around the group, he had wanted to taste, lick and stroke every inch of Shuuheis skin, feel all of his compact muscles writhing and wiggling under his body. He had lasted all of two days before he had pounced upon Shuuhei, much to the both of their pleasure. Granted, it had been heavy petting, rubbing and mutual blow jobs that first night, but it was still enlivening and fun for them.
“Such a delightful body,” Kensei hummed, drawing a hand over Shuuheis stomach, delighting in the barely there shiver that the move got. Laughing lowly, he found a nipple and tweaked it, Shuuhei tilting his head back as he moaned, legs spreading as his hips pressed back. Groaning, Kensei rolled the nipple a bit before sliding his hand downwards, playing with his lovers pants hem and button, getting them undone.
Shuuhei sighed and wiggled again, eyes sliding shut as he purred, feeling the hidden strength in Kenseis body. He moaned again as he felt the highly calloused hand caress the skin above his groin. He found himself loving the touches and strength of the man, felt safe and cared for in his arms. But it was addicting in a way that made him worry for his sanity. But as the calloused hand moved lower, Shuuhei figured that forgetting about his sanity was a good idea for the moment, his hips arching upwards into the knowing hand.
Kensei chuckled and stroked a thumb over the tip of Shuuheis cock, smearing the pre-cum around, making his movements that much easier to do. Gently pulling the length out, he growled lowly as his smaller lover thrust into the touch, begging for more from his older lover.
Squeezing ever so slightly, the silver haired man started to stroke, moving from root to tip, his fingers tightening on every up stroke, getting sweet moans and mewls from Shuuhei. He could tell that he was lost in the steady movements of his hand, the sounds escaping unhindered and needy, hips moving in time with his movements.
Shuuhei shifted, one hand grabbing onto the arm that still rested around his waist, the other burying itself in soft, thick hair, tugging lightly as his eyes rolled back. Arching his back, the dark haired male groaned, shivering as he felt his climax coil deep in his heated body. Panting and pressing into the hand, his cry was sharp and loud as his body tensed as he came, back bowing and toes curling. White spilled over Kenseis hand as the man growled and rubbed against Shuuheis ass hard, spilling into the inside of his pants.
As they fell limp, Kensei mourned the fact that he had to do some more laundry, even as he idly licked the stickiness off of his fingers and hands. Shuuhei moaned as he watched before licking at Kenseis lips, tasting just a hint of himself on them. Turning around so that he was straddling Kenseis lap, Shuuhei brushed their lips together in invitation, the larger man eagerly taking it, dominating the kiss and forgetting about his laundry woes.
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