Go To Hell For Me. | By : TokyoJazz Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1188 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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- * - Chapter Three - * -
“When the cat's away, the mice will play.”
“Are you going to help me find Ichigo?! Yes or No.”, Renji spat as he pinched the bridge of his nose. His head was throbbing with pain and he had his commanding officer, among others, to thank for that. “No, I have more pressing matters to pertain to, as well as you, Lieutenant Abarai.,” Captain Byakuya Kuchiki barked from his desk as he dipped the bamboo handled brush into deep blue ink, he continued on about with his paperwork breaking eye contact between his irate lieutenant and himself. Renji sighed deeply, paused for a brief moment, and leaned forward placing his hands on Captain Kuchiki‘s, expensive cherry wood, desk, “Ok. I’m sorry; there I said it.” Captain Kuchiki paused as he looked up from his paperwork and raised an eyebrow. Renji bit his lower lip as he continued, “I know I should’ve went instead of Ichigo but, I didn’t and I know I fucked up, I fucked up big. I want to make this right but, I can‘t do it alone. Hell, I don‘t even know where to begin. So please, please, help me.” Captain Kuchiki laid the brush down and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was silent for a moment as he reflected upon Renji’s plea, “Lieutenant Abarai, I’m sorry I can’t help you.”
“BULLSHIT!”, Renji slammed a fist down on the beautiful wood finished desk. “THAT IS UTTER BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT! IT’S NOT THAT YOU CAN’T HELP ME, IT’S YOU WON’T HELP ME!” Captain Kuchiki didn’t bat an eye at his lieutenant’s tantrum, nor did he raise his own voice in retort. “Lieutenant Abarai, I’m not going to tell you again. You have more pressing matters to pertain to. Ichigo has had an unfortunate mishap, and for that I am sincerely sorry. However, as the old saying goes: the show must go on. Get back to work and let us not speak of this again.” Renji stood up straight, now, with his shoulders held back, “So that’s it? Everything that he has done for us, the Living World, and for Rukia, means nothing to you. You’re just simply going to write it all off as an ‘unfortunate mishap’ and move on.” The two exchanged an exhausted gaze as a small clock ticked of in the distance. Renji slammed his hands down, open palm, on the desk again before he turned his back and headed for the door. Captain Kuchiki sighed as Renji proceed to storm out of his office. Even when he was angry he still looked beautiful, however, he would never let him know that. “I’m sorry,” he sighed softly to himself as he watched the attractive red-head pass by the window.
“Well judging by the look on your face, I take it he isn’t going to be much help.” Ikkaku Madarame had been waiting for Renji under a sakura tree. “I’m not licked yet.” Renji spat back as he plopped down on the soft grass under the tree. It was a beautiful summer day in Soul Society, it wasn’t too hot, all was quiet - had been all day, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Ikkaku took in the view from on top of the grassy knoll, he could here the trickle of water from a stream that was close by. He turned his attention back towards Renji and made eye contact. The red-head appeared to be flustered and had good reason to be, him and Ichigo had become real good friends. The two had been through a lot together, so of course Renji wanted to help him. It was only natural, hell, Ikkaku, himself, would gladly go to Hell and back for Ichigo - he‘d go for Renji, as well. As to why Captain Kuchiki wasn't offering any help, well, that remains to be unknown. Ikkaku continued to gaze into Renji’s deep green eyes. He really liked Renji, he’d fallen head-over-heels for him some 200 years ago. However, at the time, he felt as if he was out of the red-head’s league and, therefore, he never pursued a romantic relationship.
Well I better break the awkward silence Ikkaku thought as he smiled sadistically, showing off perfect white teeth, “You know from here, in this light, you have really pretty eyes.” Renji gave a half hearted smile, “You‘re such an ass.” Ikkaku sniggered as he sat down beside the red-head, “So, what’s the plan?” Renji looked out across the horizon, “I’m going to go and pay Hinamori a visit maybe she'll know where we can start searching. Meanwhile, I want to you go and find us some people. Once I figure out what’s going on here, you, me, and whomever you manage to round up, are going to set off and find Ichigo.” Ikkaku nodded his head, “I’m guessing we need to keep this on the ‘down low’, sort of speak.” The red-head smirked, “You guessed right.”
“Well, I’ll see what I can do. I’ll meet you back here, oh..I don’t know…about midnight.” Renji stood up and bushed bits of grass off his hakama, “Sounds good to me. I’ll see ya then.”
With that said, - and a couple of flash steps - the two parted.
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