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Not Close Enough	By : Polymer Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Renji/Ichigo Views: 12362 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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In shinigami form, Renji managed to get Ichigo to the hospital in nearly record time. Once there they saw that Ishida already had a visitor. Orihime Inoue, who was sitting by his bedside. While Ichigo could not see Renji, he knew that Ishida most likely could. Just behind him Ichigo felt a squeezing pressure on his shoulder he was sure was Renji reassuring him it was he.
Ishida glared up at Ichigo as he entered, while Orihime rushed over. “Kurosaki kun!”
“Okay what the hell did you do to yourself, Ishida?” Ichigo scolded, hands on his hips.
“Nothing you need worry yourself with Kurosaki. You can see I’m still alive,” Ishida grumbled, in a good deal of pain. “Why in the hell are YOU here?”
Ichigo blinked at his annoyance. “Where’s Chad? He called me to let me know that…”
Orihime’s face fell. She slowly put her hands together and mumbled, “That’s the problem. He’s gone missing.”
Ichigo’s heart pounded hearing these words. He felt the pressure on his shoulder increasing from an invisible hand. He mumbled in disbelief, “Gone missing? What the fucking hell is this?”
Pain scrunched Ishida’s features into a further frown. He mumbled, “I wish I knew, Kurosaki. But believe me, I’m every bit as worried as you are… now if you don’t mind I’m in a LOT of pain!”
“I know that. I am sorry. It’s just… shit… how did this happen?”
“What does it matter except it did?” Ishida snapped.
“Stop yelling. Do you want to reopen your wounds if you go five hertz louder?” reproved a deep voice as a white coated figure stepped inside and glared at his son.
“Shut up Ryuuken,” Ishida grumbled, laying his head back on his pillow. Orihime turned to see Ryuuken Ishida striding in, stethoscope around his neck.

“Kurosaki san, Inoue san. Is my patient being a nuisance?” Ryuuken asked.
“Having me bugged with visitors is your idea of a nuisance,” Ishida mumbled sullenly. “You should do better at keeping people away from me in my condition!”
“ In addition, you should be glad your friends came to visit you. It would be nice of you to actually inform them of what happened,” said Ryuuken sternly.
“Shut up old man,” grumbled Ishida.
“What happened Ryuuken san?” Ichigo asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he slumped into a sofa opposite the bed. Next to him, the sofa shifted as he guessed Renji must have been sitting on it.
In fact, Renji was sitting right next to Ichigo, hands folded across his kimono chest, hair bound up in a white band as usual. He realized Ryuuken and Uryuu could see him just as plain as day but were too arrogant to admit that a Shinigami was sitting in the room listening.
“I only know that he was injured as you see before you,” Ryuuken said pushing up his glasses. “He was cut down. As it stands…”
Irritation blossomed on Ichigo’s face. “Wait, you need to tell me everything you know. If Ishida won’t then you…”
“I have no further information because I do not possess it, Kurosaki san,” said Ryuuken in a reasonable tone. He pushed up his glasses once more and cleared his throat. “Unless my son decides to open his mouth I can do no more.”

“Great, just great,” Ichigo mumbled, hanging his head. Then he tipped it up. “You don’t know where Chad is?”
“If I knew I’d tell you,” said Ryuuken, hands thrust in his lab coat pockets. “But I assure you that the authorities have been contacted and are searching.”
“Thanks,” said Ichigo.
“Please Uryuu tell us what happened,” said Orihime.
“Orihime please, just go home,” mumbled Ishida. “Thank you for the flowers but I think you should go.”
“I’ll walk you home,” Ichigo mumbled, seeing that Ishida was not going to cooperate for whatever reason. It irritated the hell out of him.
A pressure on his shoulder squeezed gently. Then it vanished. Ichigo mumbled, “To be a fly on the wall…”
“Kurosaki, I shall take her home,” said Ryuuken suddenly. “Your father doesn’t want you staying out particularly late.”
“Fine,” Ichigo sighed as he shoved his hands in his pockets. He turned away.
“If I hear anything about Sado san’s whereabouts I’ll inform you,” Ryuuken said as he opened the door for Ichigo to leave.
“Later Inoue,” said Ichigo, marching off. He guessed Renji was still there sitting down as he exited the room. He hoped that his 'shadow' would get some answers he couldn't.
***
“Ya dumbass, what the hell are ya tryin’ t’ prove!” Renji snapped once Ichigo was gone. Ishida glared as he snapped his head up at the Shinigami sitting on the sofa.
“Well well, it’s been a while, Abarai,” he said with a slight smile.
“Must you two speak so loud?” Ryuuken asked as he glanced towards them. Inoue also looked in the direction the two Quincy were directing their conversation.
“Why are you so damn proud? Tell Ichigo what happened will ya and save us a world of hassle!” Renji exclaimed as he got up and marched over to where the annoyed Quincy sat frowning.
“And where were YOU for the last year or so, Abarai?” asked Uryuu pointedly.
“Busy,” he said. “We had a lot of cleaning up to do after Aizen’s exile…”
“Why am I not SURPRISED that bastard is still alive?” mumbled Uryuu with a sour look on his face. He sighed.
“Look, I’m sorry you’re pissed at me not showin’ my face here but yer not helpin’ matters by keepin’ yer yap shut ya damn stubborn Quincy,” Renji sighed, rubbing his temples with the fingers on one hand.
“It’s not just that. It’s my pride as a warrior on the line,” Ishida mumbled.
“Whatever ya got between you and yer father’s not my business but sounds like yer as damn stubborn as he is and Ichigo are. I wanna help even if yer sore at me for bein’ gone,” Renji mumbled as he rose and walked over to sit next to Ishida’s bed.
Hearing Renji’s comment Ryuuken chuckled. He then murmured, “Inoue san, shall we go? I don’t wish you to be too late for work and school tomorrow.”
“Thank you Ryuuken san,” she said smiling nervously. Then she turned to Ishida and said, “Please I know you’re worried about Sado kun. It would just help if you told us what was going on. I know you’re upset and hurt but…”
“I’m sorry Inoue,” mumbled Ishida quietly. “It’s not directed at you. It’s just… that shinigami over there…”
Orihime glanced towards where Renji was narrowing her eyes as if it was hard for her to see. Laying a hand on her shoulder Ryuuken gave it a squeeze. “Let’s leave Uryuu to think about his feelings and reconsider how rudely he’s treating his friend’s kindness…”
“Take care Ishida kun,” Orihime murmured as Ryuuken led her away and helped her put her coat on. “And Abarai kun… please take care of Kurosaki kun.”
Realizing that Inoue COULD see him, Renji stammered. “Wait a minute… I thought… I thought…”
Before he could get out another word, Ryuuken closed the door behind them and left him alone with Ishida who smirked a bit. “You assume a great deal, Abarai san.”
“What’s with that attitude?” Renji mumbled.
“I didn’t want to talk about it in front of Inoue san because I didn’t want to worry her,” said Ishida quietly. “You’re right that I’m stubborn. I am also worried that whatever attacked me is responsible for Chad’s disappearance. You know what Inoue san is like. She’ll try to help and it may put her in greater danger.”
“Doesn’t she have her powers still? I mean she acted like she didn’t see me at first,” Renji mumbled.
“That’s complicated to explain,” mumbled Ishida. “Sufficient to say if you want answers I suggest you stick close to Kurosaki like a shadow and find them yourself. I am in no position to help Chad right now and I’m frankly angry at myself.”
“Chad’s still got his powers right?” Renji murmured as he rested a hand on Ishida’s bedside.
“He does,” said Ishida quietly. “But he’s been gone a great deal of the time after school. When I asked him about it, he said I should not worry. Then we… well…”
“Ya had a fight huh?” Renji guessed shaking his head. “Why didn’t ya say so?”
“Because,” Ishida mumbled, blushing. “It’s the first time in months we’ve had such an argument. He slept on the sofa.”

Rubbing the back of his neck Renji chuckled awkwardly. “No wonder ya didn’t want to admit all of what happened… I get ya now, Ishida.”
“Thank you Abarai san,” mumbled Ishida. “I was attacked by someone from behind unawares. It was difficult for me to sense their reishi because… it was human.”
“Human huh?” muttered Renji scratching his left ear just under his headband. He then paced around. “Anything else?”
“The one who attacked me is…” Ishida whispered as he had Renji bend down lips close to his ear.
Renji nodded slowly and his eyes widened. Once Ishida had given him the details, he frowned. “I’ll get after Ichigo at once. You heal up okay. I’ll help ya find yer boyfriend. And if what ya told me is true then it’s a big help…”
“Be careful Abarai san,” Ishida muttered as he wearily closed his eyes. Renji then opened the door while nobody was looking and wandered out of the hospital room. Sensing where Ichigo’s reiatsu was he then dashed into the elevator. Gingerly he rode down and waited for the right time to exit the automatic double doors when someone was walking through.
***
“Stupid kid. I don’t blame Ishida fer bein’ close mouthed about it but still…” Renji trailed off as he shunpoed towards Ichigo’s home. He alit on the rooftop where Ichigo’s room was, seeing that the light was flicked on. Levitating on air, Renji peeked into the room and pressed his nose to the glass as he saw Ichigo wandering into the bedroom wearing only a towel.
“Shit,” Renji cursed as he saw Ichigo drying his hair off. Suddenly the towel dropped from around Ichigo’s hips and Renji almost had a nosebleed staring at Ichigo’s naked ass for the first time in the better part of a year.
“Damn…” Renji mumbled, his throat catching because Ichigo could not see him gawking as Ichigo bent over to pick up the towel. He then walked over, grabbed a pair of boxers out of his chest of drawers, and slid them on. He sat down on his bed and yawned, still keeping the blinds wide open.
Ichigo then pulled on an old red T-shirt with the number 15 on the front and slipped between the blankets. He had turned off the overhead light and clicked on the one over his bed clipped to his headboard. Holding up his remote, he turned on the small TV sitting on a stand across the room.
Renji waited until Ichigo had fallen asleep, remote in hand. Very quietly, he slid open the window that the youth had left unlatched. Flickering lights from the TV lit the room’s grey shadows. In the single circle of light Ichigo’s orange hair glowed softly. Renji had to step over the bed or step on it to climb out, so he jumped all the way over. Then he slid the window shut as stealthily as he could.
“Why’d I have to fucking leave my gigai behind at Urahara’s,” he mumbled. Slowly Renji sat on Ichigo’s desk chair and admired the teenager for a few minutes. The bedspread rose and fell with Ichigo’s steady breathing.
Renji reached up to click off the light and then slid his hand over Ichigo’s cheek. He was as solid as Ichigo was even though he was made of spiritrons. Not an intangible ghost like a whole was, he had a spirit body as all Shinigami did, and hollows. Even though he was invisible and inaudible, he could touch a living person without having his hand pass through.
Very slowly, Renji bent over and kissed Ichigo’s soft hair, inhaling his scent. Damn he missed his lover. All those months Ichigo and he had been apart, it had killed him. Volume from the TV catching his attention he then frowned. He shrugged and sat down on the edge of Ichigo’s bed, feeling it shift with his weight. Carefully he nudged Ichigo over so the boy was against the wall and was surprised he had not awakened. Renji then lay on his side and caressed Ichigo’s cheek with the back of his hand, feeling the hot breath there on his own skin.
“I love ya dumbass,” Renji mumbled, hating that Ichigo could not see him. But that didn’t’ mean he could not be close when Ichigo needed him most.
He pulled Zabimaru out of his belt and laid him on the desk. Then he pulled off his sandals and simply made himself comfortable on the side of Ichigo’s bed lying facing him. He threw one arm over Ichigo and laid his head on the teen’s chest to hear his heartbeat. Very carefully, he then leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to Ichigo’s cheek. Glancing at the teen’s lips parted Renji then bent down and kissed him gently on the lips.
“Mmm,” Ichigo mumbled, exhaling into Renji’s mouth. Emboldened that Ichigo remained asleep Renji then drew his tongue over Ichigo’s lips and pressed a longer kiss there this time.
Body tingling with longing desire Renji felt Ichigo’s tongue darting out and brushing randomly against his. He slowly slipped his tongue into Ichigo’s mouth and coaxed the teen’s lips apart to taste him again. Ichigo shifted as Renji half lay over him but did not awaken. Unable to control his urges Renji deepened the kiss letting his tongue slip in and out of Ichigo’s mouth as he swallowed the orange haired teen’s breath.
“Night kid,” mumbled Renji pulling away reluctantly before Ichigo could jolt awake. He had danced around so far not wanting to scare him. Therefore, he simply curled up next to Ichigo laying his head beside the boy’s on his pillow and closed his eyes.
Next time he would make sure to use his Soul candy and get the idiot to bring his gigai to the clinic. He did not want to leave Ichigo’s side and decided to simply watch over him until tomorrow. Then he would see what happened. Ichigo turned towards him in his sleep and Renji tightened his arm around the slumbering youth.
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