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Title: A Vizards Love

Fandom: Bleach

Chapter: 1

Story: 1

Characters: Renji, Shuuhei

Word Count: 1,667

AN: This wasn't supposed to be posted yet, but I need to get through my back log, so this is the first story that is a part of my back log. I have a few other things, but please check out my blog for that.

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“You’re thinkin’ pretty damn hard there, Renji.” Shuuhei shifted in his spot, watching as his fellow taicho poked at his bento box, taking apart the rice balls with his chopsticks. Renji looked up at his sometimes lover and always friend before he shrugged one shoulder.
“Been thinking about a lot of things,” he admitted. “How things have changed in the last few years, all that good shit,” he said, shrugging. Nearly a year ago, after the Vizards had turned down the offer of taking over the freed spots in the divisions, they had given the fukutaichos who had their bankai’s the offer of moving up but only Shuuhei and Renji had taken up the offers. Renji was now the taicho of the fifth and Shuuhei had stayed in his beloved ninth division with a new fukutaicho who he wanted to smack half of the time. How the kid had gotten to where he was with how much hero worship he had going on for everyone, Shuuhei would never know.
Then again, Renji had to deal with Momo Hinamori who still had a thing for Aizen and would burst out into comparisons between them. The red head had taken to reminding her that the bastard had fucked them all over, had his ass kicked by Ichigo and was currently sealed in some deep, dark room where no one wanted to go near.
Which had left the third division and the hurting Kira to be filled. They had ended up waiting for Ichigo, who at the time was working his way through the academy after a drunk had hit him. It had shown them that his body was slowly, very, very slowly breaking down with each time that he left it. It hadn’t been noticed but it had been suggested before what would happen with a body with such a powerful soul. There had only been a few substitute shinigamis but none of them had been like Ichigo was.
Once Ichigo had gotten through the last of the classes that he had to take to round out his knowledge, he had taken over the Third Division, changing how it ran. Before, the people had taken advantage of the hurting Kira and the fact that they had no taicho, lazing about and only doing the paperwork that they needed to continue working without everyone watching them with a critical eye. Once he had started as Taicho that laziness had stopped and the division now ran smoothly since any idiot that dared to complain ended up transferred into either the Eleventh Division or the Fourth division under one of the two scariest taichos of the Gotei 13.
His people learned quickly to listen to his rules while Ichigo got to pull Kira from his depression, helping the blond haired blue eyed man regain his sense of self. It was a beautiful thing to Renji and Shuuhei. Thus Renji thinking hard about things during their lunch break.
“Still thinkin’ hard, handsome,” Shuuhei teased, getting a groan from Renji as he rolled his eyes and huffed.
“Yeah. Well, it’s more I’m thinking about Ichigo,” Renji said, stuffing a bite of his food into his mouth before shrugging. “Have you noticed that he...deaged to the point of before he became a substitute shinigami?” he asked, eyebrows furrowing before he rolled his shoulders.
Shuuhei paused and blinked as he pulled up pictures of when he had first seen Ichigo and then now. “You’re right. He looks like jailbait for all that he’s 24 years of age,” he drawled, shaking his head with a snort. “All wide eyes and pretty looks despite his tendencies to scowl.”
“Yeah, he does like to scowl doesn’t he?” Renji chuckled, shaking his head before he sighed and finished off his rice balls. “The thing is...he’s really getting a lot of attention. He’s been fucking well running into my office to get away from some of his own people just so he can get the fucking work done without them watching him. He’s not really sure on how to work around them,” he continued, waving his chopsticks before grunting in annoyance. “My own people have learned the hard way that they don’t fuck around with me right now since I have more important things to do.”
“Like avoid the little Momo who seems to fluctuate between worshipping the very ground that you walk upon and comparing you to fucking Aizen?” Shuuhei asked, cocking an eyebrow at his friend and getting a snort.
“I will shove my foot up your damn ass until you’re choking,” Renji threatened, getting a leer from his friend. “And it won’t be fun for you but it sure as hell will be fun for me,” he snorted. “Anyways, the guy is acting like he doesn’t know how to deal with the people that want to do nothing more then fuck him into a moaning puddle on their bed nightly. It’s...cute if not kind of pathetic.”
Shuuhei went still at the thought of a flushed, panting, needy Ichigo spread out on his bed, wearing nothing but dark marks that had been laid on his skin by teeth and tongue. He shifted and tucked that thought away for later on. Renji just smirked at him and rolled his shoulders in some amusement, knowing what the other man was thinking right at that moment. “Okay, so yeah, let’s just say that it’s not a bad thought really,” he drawled, getting a smirk from his friend.
“Yeah, just the thought of that pretty boy all relaxed and wanton is a pretty thought,” Renji chuckled, shaking his head own head to clear the thought of it away before he relaxed back into his seat. “I actually had the fortune of walking in on him in the fucking shower. You know how he tends to use private showers if he does the communal thing? Yeah, I just happened to walk in on him one day in one of the private showers that had a loose door. Let me tell you, the sight of all that water drenched skin was something that will always stay with me, that’s for sure,” he chuckled, Shuuhei pouting at him.
“Anyways, what exactly were you thinking when it came to him? It couldn’t just be how he’s being doing with all of this shit and how things have been going on,” Shuuhei hummed, rolling his shoulders.
Renji shook his head with a sigh. “Yeah, you’re right. It’s like I can’t stop thinkin’ about the fucker. He’s so fucking innocent it’s pathetic. And most of his damn suitors are after him because he’s still a frickin’ virgin and hasn’t even really learned much about the way Soul Society works in regards to physical and emotional relationships,” he grouched, finishing his bento before closing it with a sigh. “I have no idea how the hell I’m going to help him, much less broach the topic with him. It’s going to take some delicate touches.”
Shuuhei hummed before leaning forward. “Well, we can always get some sake, corner him and talk to him about what he knows. We both know that when he gets a on the tipsy side he gets talkative and we can use that to our advantage,” he drawled, waving his own chopsticks before finishing off his bite of food and wiping his mouth. Smiling, he chuckled softly at the thoughtful look on Renji’s face before thin lips curled into a smirk as the other man nodded.
“I’ll get that one sake that he likes. Calls the others turpentine when he has to drink them,” Renji snorted, getting a smirk and a nod from Shuuhei, the man chuckling softly.

“It is turpentine considering it’s moonshine sake that we tend to get,” Shuuhei teased, standing up once he had wrapped his bento box back up, the two looking at the boxes and the matching fabric that covered them. “Found it in your fridge to huh?” he asked, the two chuckling together.
“Yeah, I did,” Renji huffed, shaking his head with a smile on his lips. “Ichigo is getting really good at sneaking inside of our places that’s for sure. But I can’t complain considering these damn bento’s are full and putting a few a few pounds on me,” he snickered. “I have to work out a bit more than normal to keep them off.”
“I told him to keep my ever growing waist in mind when he made them,” Shuuhei chuckled, the two men heading for their duplex home that they had bought once they had become taichos and didn’t want to share their space.
It wasn’t big but it worked for them with two different apartments on each level, giving them their own space when they needed it. But the bottom house held a very large bedroom that they tended to share with each other when they weren’t entertaining someone.
Ichigo of course didn’t know that but that didn’t mean that he didn’t have some kind of hint as to what was going on since he often found them out of the beds that he thought was their own.
“Come on, let’s head on home and drop off these boxes yeah?” Renji hummed, getting a smile from Shuuhei and a nod.
“Yeah. Then we’ll get back to work. Think this weekend will work for us cornering him?” Shuuhei asked, tilting his head at his partner.
Renji thought about it for a moment before nodding his head in agreement. “Yeah, it’ll work I think,” he chuckled, sharing a smirk with the other male. “I’ll get the sake Friday and invite him over to have a relaxing night together so that we can all unwind,” he drawled.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Shuuhei chuckled, curling his arm around Renji’s waist, teasing his hip. “And hopefully we’ll work on getting that poor boy laid finally,” he said. Renji’s laugh was full of promise and need.
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