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Chapter 22

His breath was steady as he felt the warm liquid trickle from his fingertips. He could barely feel the shallow wound, but it was still bleeding generously. His fist was clenched tightly around Zabimaru�s hilt and his eyes were focused intently on his opponents. He was ready to go another round but a voice had rang out calling a cease. It took a moment before it sunk in that the battle was over and he finally lowered his sword and released his mask to the wind. He looked up to the bleachers where people had been watching his performance. None of them were familiar to him, and he couldn�t really read their expressions from this distance, but he didn�t particularly feel bad about how it had gone� Actually he felt rather satisfied.
Some part of him wished Byakuya had been among the captains, but he suspected that man was too close to this situation to be chosen join him in the arena. Instead he�d faced Hitsugaya, Soifon, and Kyoraku. Of the lot he�d managed to seriously wound two of them, and in turn had only gotten a small knick to the bicep. Kyoraku had been the hardest to read, but he�d, at the very least, been able to fend the older captain off.
As he stood in the soft breeze looking up at the people who were muttering among themselves he felt emotion swelling in his throat. Were they going to execute him�? He felt the uncertainty pooling in his guts, and it was nauseating.
It was then he felt a soft pat on his shoulder and startled to see the eighth squad captain standing beside him, �You did well, Abarai-san. You fight just like Kurosaki Ichigo with that mask. You seemed quite composed too.�
Renji was a little surprised to hear such words from the older captain. �Uh� Th-thank you, Kyoraku-Taichou,� he said as he bowed respectfully to the man.
Kyoraku smirked as he looked down at the former lieutenant. �It�s really not hard to see where your heart lies. Keep fighting, Abarai-san, until you�re wearing that uniform again.�
Renji couldn�t help the tug that curved his lips. Kyoraku was a bit more positive than he, but he appreciated the man�s optimism.
�Your sword,� Soifon commanded with her hand held out in demand. She was bleeding from where he�d cut her earlier. It was a rather gnarly wound, as Zabimaru tended to chew rather than slice, but she didn�t lose any composure for it. He set the sword in its sheath and placed it respectfully into her awaiting hand with a small bow. She glared at him in seeming disgust as she jerked the weapon and walked past.
He sighed as he watched the three captains retreating, with Kyoraku assisting Hitsugaya, as his leg had been damaged. He was jerked back to attention, however when he heard a voice speak out, loud and distinct against the wind, �Abarai Renji, the council has agreed to place you in the disciplinary barracks until a decision is reached.�
Renji was at a loss for words, �T-The disciplinary barracks? Not� not a cell?� He could not believe what he was hearing. He�d never been so happy in his whole military career to be sent to the disciplinary barracks before. �Y-yes sir� he said bowing deeply.
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After he received a bandage for his minor wound the escorts left him alone in the tiny barrack. Renji sighed as he looked around. The place wasn�t exactly a five star hotel, but it was definitely better than the cell he�d been shackled up in. Guards were posted at the entrance to the compound, and he wasn�t permitted to leave, but at the moment he was content with that. He would have liked a bit more to eat, but his meals were still rationed. He didn�t really feel energetic enough to work out, so he decided he�d just call it and go to sleep. It was still mid afternoon, but as he unfurled the mattress he felt a sudden tiredness set in and sleep swiftly claimed him.
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He wasn�t sure how long he�d slept when he heard a rapping at the door, but it pulled him quickly to consciousness and he hurriedly got up to answer it. When he opened the door a familiar face looked up at him and he felt his lips slip open slightly. �Hey,� he muttered softly, �I didn�t know I was allowed visitors.�
Rukia smiled softly up at him. �I�m not supposed to be here� but� well, here I am.� She lowered her eyes almost timidly.
Renji stepped to the side and allowed her to come inside. �Come in,� he ushered. The light was starting to fade outside, and he worried for her getting caught here, especially after dark. �Ya know, you really should try to follow orders �til all this blows over,� he spoke as he closed the door.
He seemed so calm and so� normal. After she�d been so frantic all week waiting for any news of his trial, it was slightly upsetting to see him so nonchalant about everything. She pursed her lips as he turned to face her, glaring at him with a look that made him avert his eyes. �Here,� she said as she held out a paper bag to him.
Renji took the offered bag quietly and peered inside. �Taiyaki,� he said before a half smirk tugged his lips. �Ya know me too well, Rukia.�
�I�ve no doubt they don�t feed you enough in here. You eat like a horse after all,� she said with a degree of disapproval.
Renji let himself smile properly and offered a laugh, �Well I have to make up for all the time I was hungry in the 78^th.� He started to reach into the bag, but stopped when he felt petite arms around his waist. His surprise faded quickly though as he placed his free hand over her back.
Rukia�s face was buried in his clothes, as her small fingers clung to him with desperately. �I�d didn�t know�� she began quietly, �if I�d ever get to see you again��
Renji set the bag down and put his other arm around her. �I know�� his voice was low and quiet.
�How did you do it?� she whispered against his chest, �How did you make me fall for you, Renji?�
Renji couldn�t stop the sincere smile that tugged his lips. �It wasn�t easy,� he muttered back to her. �Maybe you have a thing for messed up guys like me.�
�No� that�s not it�� she said, pulling her head back a bit so that she could look up at his face.
�No?� he questioned, still holding his arms around her shoulders as he looked down at her with contentment and adoration on his face, �Then it must be my ruggedly good looks that finally got you.�
Rukia smiled and shook her head, �Don�t flatter yourself.� She ran her hands up his torso and around the back of his neck, �You�re nothing special.�
Renji leaned into her and pulled her flush against him still keeping his eyes focused on hers�. �Of course not. Why would anyone aid and abed a known criminal and risk their career and freedom, just for some nobody. It�s not like they�d sneak into his barrack and try to seduce him. He�d have to be some kinda hot for all that,� he teased.
Rukia couldn�t help the chuckle as their foreheads met, �Hm� I guess he would have to be all that� and maybe something more too.�
�Tell me,� Renji said sounding less joking now as his fingers tangled through her hair, �Tell me again. I wanna hear it.�
She tugged playfully on his ponytail as her eyes drifted closed, �So needy.�
His eyes closed as he planted a kiss on the corner of her mouth, �Humor me,� he uttered as he placed another kiss against her jaw.
She nuzzled the side of his neck, breathing in the scent of his aftershave. �I love you, Renji Abarai.� Her quiet voice was a whisper against his skin.
With that, his mouth latched onto her neck and he pulled her up against him as her legs wrapped around his waist. She was backed up against the wall as Renji�s ravaged the delicate skin on her neck, lapping and biting her in his fervor.
Rukia moaned aloud, her hands fisting into the back of his kimono and hair. Emotion swelled in her. This is what she wanted. It felt right to have him here, flush against her, his kisses searing her with every touch. She�d tried to push him out. She�d tried to forget, but as he parted her clothes and hot breaths danced over her shoulder and collar bone, she felt like a missing part of her had come home. She loved him, and despite her best efforts to sever that love, or demote it, it had swollen and engulfed her� and somehow that was okay. She was giving in, and letting down her defenses and it was both liberating and frightening. She thought if things changed between them, if she finally accepted him the way she knew he wanted her to, maybe somehow, in some way, she could save him� even if he received a grim sentence.
�I love you,� she whispered breathily as she clung to him with abandoned resolve.
Renji moaned as his lips slid down the valley of her breast and he returned her whispered sentiment through heated, breathy kisses. �Love you� Rukia�� He was so high at that moment, if the sky tore open and struck him dead, he was sure he�d die smiling. ��so much.�
Her legs slipped open as he sank lower against her body and she felt her breast bind slide down until they were bunched under her pert mounds. Her breaths came in small puffs as she listened to the masculine sound of his voice as his mouth enveloped one of her nipples.
His bliss was endless as she encouraged him with soft moans and caresses, squirming as she began to grow more excited. He could hardly contain his exhilaration as her small fingers tangled in his hair, pulling and scraping against his scalp. It felt real this time. Not like the hollow imitator; not like the times before where she was still keeping him at a metaphorical arm�s length. It was more than the words; more than the touches and kisses. Everything about the way she was holding him and letting herself be held, letting herself feel and letting him feel. She was an open door for him to walk through and even though he still felt doubts and fears, he would come. He found he was wanting to risk everything on the chance that their�s would be the �happily ever after� he�d always dreamt it could be.
�Renji,� she whispered as her heels dug into the small of his back and her fingers pried at the collar of his kimono, �I want you.�
The verbal queue was more than enough to edge him onward. He came up from her breast and kissed her open mouth, taking from her hungrily while sating her starvation. His tongue was voracious as he lapped at her and flattened her up against the unforgiving wall. He could tell how desperate she was by the way she rhythmically rubbed herself against him. His neglected member was throbbing with every minute movement of their bodies as he unwittingly ground himself between her legs in return. A pause from his sloppy kisses allowed him to shrug out of his sleeves, which were barely clinging to his shoulders after all her clinging. Eagerly resuming the exploration of her mouth and lips, his hands went to work on another task. He managed to pry enough of her hakama away to get to her dripping core and he was not disappointed when he ran a digit through her honey-soaked folds. She was dripping wet already despite how quickly this was moving along. The thought of her perhaps planning this before she�d arrived and becoming moist with anticipation made his erection twitch. Gods, the things she did to him�
Their tongues were in a wet, needy battle when he finally managed to free himself from the restriction of his fundoshi. Not wasting any time, and as she seemed so eagerly responsive, he decided to skip the foreplay. One of his hands wrapped around his pulsing member, guiding it to slid up between her salivating petals. She moaned into his mouth as he parted her folds and rubbed the tip of his engorged member against her swollen bud, reveling in the way her juices coated him so generously.
�Yes, Renji,� she moaned against his mouth as her hands unfastened themselves from his hair and lowered to circle around the back of his neck before she tucked her face against his throat.
Renji exhaled a shuddering breath as he peeked down between the gap of her arm to see as he began to enter her. He felt her stiffen as he began to stretch her, but he knew he could fit so he continued to slowly sink into her, watching as he disappeared inside her inch by agonizing inch. She gave a throaty groan as her thighs clamped down on his hips, seemingly in an attempt to slow his intrusion.
Renji could hardly breath and trembled subtly from his excitement and self restraint, but he paused when he noticed Rukia�s escalating tension. His eyes found her scrunched face and he grew worried. �Am I hurtin� you?� he asked breathily, his concentration broken.
She cracked one eye open, �Mmm... Maybe� a different position. It�s been a long time since� last time.�

�Yeah but� weren�t you n� Ichigo�� he said before removing himself from her and setting her down to the floor.
�Lets not talk about Ichigo,� she replied looking a little distressed over the boy�s mentioned name.
His mouth twisted as he frowned. �Right, sorry.� He looked back over his shoulder, �You wanna get on the futon?� he asked, pointing with his thumb in the direction of the disheveled bed.
She stepped the rest of the way out of her hakama and pulled off her tabi before walking over to the futon and standing beside it, appearing to study it before she decided to crawl in or not.
Renji swallowed hard as his eyes followed her bare legs. Her top was still intact and hung far enough to cover his more favored areas. He followed until he stood behind her letting his hands ghost across both sides of her neck as he leaned down and kissed in his finger�s wake. �Gods�� he began, breaking his speech with slick kisses over the side of her neck and jaw, �I missed you.� His hands slid down and into the front of her open kimono where they proceeded to knead her small breasts. He bit down on her earlobe as he felt her hands come up and grasp at his neck and hair.
Rukia let him support her as he eased them both to their knees, never relenting his worship of her tender neck as they fell. He slipped one hand down her stomach as she let out a soft whimper, knowing where his southbound hand was going. She involuntarily spread her thighs further when she felt his cool fingers slip in-between her nether lips and begin to dance over her swollen bud skillfully. She moaned his name as she arced into the pleasing sensation.
Renji returned her moan with one of his own, lapping at her saliva-dampened neck as he allowed his erection to rub boldly against the cleft of her rear. He bit down somewhat roughly against her nape as he continued to play her like a well-tuned instrument, letting his other hand reach around to her opening. His knowing fingers pushed inside, stretching her more with each inserted digit as his one hand distracted her swollen bud with strumming pleasures. She moaned loud at the forceful intrusion that spread her tight walls, but the heightened bliss his dexterous fingers was providing allowed the pain to fall to the back of her mind. She bucked her hips as she drew closer to climax. �Renji!� she cried as her thrusts into his digits became more erratic and desperate. Renji watched her intensely, pumping his fingers into her hard and fast as she finally threw her head back and cried out an intense orgasm. For the red-head it was like watching a goddess in the throws of passion. He couldn�t stop his want as he drew his drenched fingers away from her quivering sex and zealously licked them clean.
Rukia leaned back listlessly against his chest and looked up to see him licking her juice from his fingers. She bit her lip and blushed a bit at that. She felt butterflies as she watched him and wondered if this is what love did to you. It was a nice feeling, she decided.

He removed his tongue from his digits and licked the glistening from his lips before his crimson gaze turned down to her as she lay recovering against him. �How was that?� he asked letting a half-smirk grace his lips. When she didn�t reply his smirk faded and he sighed, �Rukia, if you�re having second thoughts we don�t ha--�
His words were cut short, however, when she assertively shoved him down on his back and clambered over him. His face grew a deep shade of red to match his hair as she hovered over him, her small fingers splayed delightfully across his solid chest. He could feel her rub herself across his stiff member, and swallowed a bit as her viscous juice oozed slowly down his shaft. He drew a shaky breath as she leaned over and teasingly bite down over his collar bone as she continued to smear herself against him. She was torturing him in the most wonderful way. �G-Gods, Rukia. You tryin� to kill me?�
She gave a soft laugh against his heated skin. �No,� she muttered sweetly as she nibbled against his chest. �I was just wondering how long you could hold out.� She sat up and stared down at him with a conceited smirk on her lips.
�Such a tease,� he smirked back at her. �Suppose that�s what I get for bein� so generous and letting you come.�
�Oh shut up. You like it,� she scoffed. �Such a perv.�
�Me? Who came to whom?! You�re the horny one here,� he bantered.
Rukia got a mischievous expression as she glared down at the defenseless man under her, �I just thought you could use a little stress relief, okay? I can let you clean this up yourself if you want me to leave,� she said as she enunciated her point by rubbing herself down his straining member again.
He grimaced, �Like hell I�m lettin� you leave me like this.� His hands grabbed hold of her thighs and drug her down against him. He started to enter her again, assuming some control, but letting her ease herself down at her own pace. His tongue darted out and ran along his lower lip as he watched her slip down his aching shaft, much easier now that she�d come earlier.
She moaned and sank lower, finally coming down to the base of his formidable erection. The feeling of being completely impaled on his sizable member was not entirely pleasant. She felt stretched and very full, but the look on his face, made it worth while. She couldn�t help the tug at her lips as she watched him watching their union so absorbedly. His brow was slightly furrowed and he was panting lightly. He looked vulnerable and open. She liked watching him almost as much as she liked being the one in control of his pleasure. As she pulled back up he moaned aloud, letting his head fall back against the blanket. As she repeated the action her feeling of discomfort eased, but she continued at an agonizing pace, watching his face with every action she made.
�You�� he spat haggardly, �Still teasing�� He was trembling ever so slightly as she drug herself up and down his erection so slow it was maddening. �Just fuck me, Rukia. I can�t take anymore.�
She bit her lower lip as she heard the despondency in his voice. That coupled with the escalating sensation of his member pulsing inside her soft walls coaxed her into obliging his pleas. She changed her position to sit more forward on his hips and gave a soft moan as he met her increasing thrusts with his own desperate bucks. Their voices chimed in unison at the heightened friction. The barren room was soon filled with the heavy breathing of their lovemaking, punctuated ever so often with throaty moans and wet skin.
Renji�s oversized hands were locked like vices on her hips as she rode him hard against the bedding. He was far away from his mind as his body was lost in the thrill of her. She worked over his throbbing erection like a well-oiled piston as he panted under her. His stomach went taunt with every plunge into her encompassing heat and she groaned loudly, dragging her dull fingernails across his slick skin. She was completely absorbed in her ecstasy. Everything felt so right. She wanted to stay right there and feel him inside of her for as long as possible. But her body was already breaking down that fantasy. Her muscles were strained and trembling from all the vigorous movement, and her core felt like it might catch on fire from all the friction.
�Renji. Renji. Ah. Renji!� she chanted his name with every motion as his fingers gripped her hard enough to leave bruises.
His breath was erratic and dry as he drove up into her with punishing force. She paused as her knees slipped out a bit from her sides at his strenuous enthusiasm. �Fuck. Don�t stop. Oh, fuck, don�t stop, girl!� He was on the verge of collapse and she knew it. It took less than a second before she found herself on her back with her legs in the air as he ardently hammered into her abused hole. She yelped as the new position left her defenseless and completely at his mercy, of which there was none to speak of.
�Ah! No more! I can�t-- Renji!� she cried hoarsely as ever fiber of her body went taunt around the overpowering rapture of her orgasm.
When her walls clamped down around him, he cried out, low and throaty against her skin and shot his milky seed into her pulsating channel.
They stayed there frozen in time for a moment as sweat trickled down his cheek and dropped onto her flushed shoulder. As his ecstasy slowly faded on his heated breath he summoned the strength to move, pulling his softening member from her oozing slit carefully. She whimpered, drained and sore, as he did so before she opened her arms up to him, inviting him to lay with her. He exhaled shakily as he lowered his head against her chest, and closed his eyes when he felt her petite arms encircle him Their breaths eventually evened out and the sound of crickets chirping from outside grew louder as they basked in their afterglow.
Moments passed before Renji�s somewhat groggy voice stirred the stillness. �Thanks� for the stress relief,� he muttered, �was just what I needed.�
Rukia giggled, �Anytime.�
Renji smiled against her skin through his weariness, �How bout� in thirty more minutes.�
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As daylight peeked over the horizon, Rukia found herself wrapped snuggly in the red-head�s warm arms. She had only barely gained consciousness when she felt a soft kiss on the side of her neck. �Mornin�,� he muttered, his voice slightly hoarse from sleep.
She sighed as she adjusted her position slightly and closed her eyes again. �Is it? I suppose I should go soon.�
Renji smiled against her neck. �We still got a little while yet,� he paused, �Although I wouldn�t mind circulation in my arm.�
She smiled but remained where she was, pouting a bit as she spoke, �but I�m comfortable.�
He chuckled against her skin, �and spoiled.�
She turned over to face him and pinched him nose in retaliation. �Hush, you.�
�Ah!� he yelped as he pulled her hand away. �Ug, c�mon. It�s too early,� he pleaded.
She smiled victoriously and curled up to his chest, slinging her arm over his side, �Not too early for that tongue of yours to toss out insults.�
�You weren�t complainin� �bout my tongue last night,� he snickered into her hair as she snorted in aggravation. �You know, you�ll make a horrible wife,� he said abruptly, causing her eyes to widen slightly as she listened. �Spoiled, selfish, tiny titis, plus you can�t cook worth a damn.�
She sat up and grabbed the pillow, shoving it into his face with a growl. �Just where to you get off telling me I�d make a bad wife!� she yelled as she hit him a few time with the pillow just for good measure.
�Ah! Okay! Okay! I�m sorry, I surrender! Take it easy!� he yielded as he laughed at her somewhat charming antics through the muffle of the pillow.
She shoved the pillow in his face once more before she released it and turned away from him. �So rude!�
He pulled he pillow from his face and sat up beside her. He had a contented expression as he seemed unable to wipe the smile from his lips, �I tell you what,� he started and she glanced at him from the corner of her eye, �You got a lot of stuff goin� against you, but I�ll marry you, if you promise to wash dishes.�
She elbowed him in the ribs and turned her face away from his view. �Idiot,� she whispered, trying to hide her smile.
He rubbed his side where she�d hit him before he laid back down and folded his hands behind his head, �After I get reinstated, kill Aizen, and save Soul Society, I bet they�ll promote me to captain. I�m gonna be pretty popular with the ladies. Plus I got that tinge of danger with the hollow and all. Girls really go for that. I�ll probably be--�
�You�re still on trail, you jerk! Don�t make plans around something that might never come!� Rukia cried suddenly, dampening the atmosphere.
Renji could see the doubt and worry on her face. His eyes softened as he sat up again and touched her cheek with his thumb. �It will come,� he said simply. �I spent all this time doubtin� myself; doubtin� I was strong enough, or that I was smart enough, that I was ever gonna have hope again�� he paused as she looked into his eyes, absorbing his words. �So long I was livin� in fear and shame, and I don�t wanna live like that �nemore. Never again. So when I say it�s gonna happen� trust that I�ll make it happen.�
�Renji� you� you�re different, aren�t you?� she said softly as she touched his hand on her cheek. �You�re not worried at all��
�I need you to believe in me too, Rukia. Believe in me, and I promise I�ll never falter again.�
The darkness that loomed in her eyes lifted as she threw her arms around him and whispered, �I� believe.�

I believe�

~END
A/N: Well there it is, last chapter. I left a lot of stuff open, but I hope you guys can deal with that. I was originally planning to end it the previous chapter, but I think some people woulda reached through the internet and strangled me. Do let me know what you guys thought, what was your favorite parts and all that, I�d love to hear. Hope you all enjoyed my relentless torture of Renji and thanks for reading!
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