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Title: A Vizards Love

Fandom: Bleach

Chapter: 2

Story: 1

Characters: Renji, Shuuhei, Ichigo

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AN: Day late but I spent yesterday resting and all that. :P Blah.

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Lounging on the futon in his living room, Shuuhei played with the sake dish on his stomach as he watched Ichigo and Renji play poker, using small snacks as betting tools. “You’re so cute it’s ridiculous,” he stated, pointing at the slightly flushed Ichigo as he pouted at his cards.
“I am not,” Ichigo huffed, tossing a cheeto at him in retaliation before going back to his cards, shaking his head. “Give me two,” he stated, tossing two cards face down. Renji dealt two cards before dropping three and dealing himself three, rearranging them to his liking. “Two chocolate chip minis and an oreo. And I really am not cute. I don’t know why you and others think I am.”
“Because you are,” Renji replied, matching the bet and tossing in two cheetos into the salty snacks pile. “Seriously, tell me, Ichigo, what do you know about relationships in the Seireitei?” he asked, the two going back and forth adding to the pile of snacks.
“Here in the Seireitei? Not a whole lot,” Ichigo admitted, picking up his cup and sipping at the sake, humming in appreciation at the smoothness and gentle flavor of it. “Did you steal from Shunsui-taicho’s stash again?” he asked, eyeing the bottle, knowing that it was a brand that Shunsui enjoyed when he drank with either him or Ukitake.
“Nah, but Shuuhei and I killed some of our excess money for this week,” Renji hummed, shrugging one shoulder. “Considering we make taicho level base pay along with whatever missions we end up going on? That’s saying something,” he chuckled softly, making Ichigo hum softly.
“I see,” he hummed, shifting to that he could just out and out lay on his back, using a pile of pillows to perch his head over the edge of the table. “I call.”
“Back to my original question, what do you know about relationships in the Seireitei?” Shuuhei prompted.
“Not a whole lot really,” Ichigo admitted, shrugging one shoulder as he laid out his cards, showing his full house and making Renji curse as he lost once more. “Hell, I didn’t know a whole lot about relationships during my living years so it’s not much of a surprise that I don’t know much about them here,” he hummed, shaking his head as he took his winnings and separated them out into the bowls that they had for each snack. “Why?” he asked, finishing off his sake and putting it aside.
Renji and Shuuhei exchanged looks, the red head wrinkling his nose and rolling his shoulders to loosen them up. “Because there is a reason why there are so many people that are coming after you now, after so long,” Renji finally said, sighing as he shuffled the cards, looking to Ichigo with a serious expression on his face.
Seeing that, Ichigo frowned as he finished with the snacks, putting them to the side and wondering just what the two men were going to tell him. “Okay. And why is that?” he asked, nibbling on a cookie, having a feeling that he should be a bit more sober then he was. His cheeks were flushed and even in a light every day kimono, he was feeling a bit warm.
“Well, first of all, power is always attractive to a Shinigami and you have absolutely oodles of it,” Shuuhei hummed, tapping his fingers on his stomach, his other hand holding his sake cup steady on his stomach. “So that really makes you attractive but add that with your coloring and your loyalty? It’s kind of an addicting combination,” he continued.
“I’ve always been this way,” Ichigo denied, huffing and blushing as he nibbled on another bit of cookie, shaking his head in some amusement. “And most of the people who seem to want to get close to me don’t really know me personally. They know all of the bullshit stories that surrounded me but they don’t know the real me,” he stated, waving one hand in the air as he pouted.
“There’s a few other reasons as to why you are considered a catch,” Renji drawled from his spot, watching the way Ichigo was just lounging on the floor, relaxing with a soft sigh of pleasure.
“Oh?” Ichigo hummed, looking over at him as he picked up a bowl of the cookies that he had won from the poker.
“You’re a virgin,” Shuuhei stated, Ichigo blinking up at him in some surprise. “Virginity is kind of highly prized around here since it’s so fucking rare to find someone fully grown with it fully intact,” he continued, shrugging one shoulder. “Kids have it obviously, but to my knowledge there are very few pedophiles and they only really become as such when they arrive here. They tend to get taken out fast though, killed by the guardians of the Rukigon districts.”
“Good. No one should touch a child like that,” Ichigo snorted before reaching out to grab a few of the cheetos and nibbling on them. “But why is virginity so damn rare? I would have thought that in the clans and such that such things would be more prominent,” he continued, flipping onto his stomach to stare at the other man.
Renji chuckled softly. “Usually if they can marry off the kids before they discover the joys of sex, yes, they are. But otherwise the general rule, as Rukia told me, is that as long as they don’t become pregnant or create one, they can fuck around all they want,” he said, shrugging as Ichigo nibbled upon his snacks in thought.
“So just because I’m me, have power and am a virgin, I’m being followed around by a bunch of horny shinigami?” Ichigo asked, looking incredulous.
“Yeah. But relationships amongst Shinigami tend to go different ways depending on the Shinigami,” Shuuhei continued. “With some, they stay with one lover once they find that person until they either don’t love each other, are ready to move onto a new living life or they rejoin the stream. But some shinigami find others like themselves. They stay with that one lover, they both do, but they find fun outside of their relationship to keep things fresh between the couple. Sometimes they share a new partner, but they often don’t.”
Ichigo gazed at him, one foot cocking upwards and the foot rolling as he smirked, Renji’s eyes sliding over that long, well formed leg with visible appreciation. “And what about you and Renji? Where do you fall?” he asked, the two lovers sharing a look.
“Well, apparently he notices things more often than we thought,” Shuuhei chuckled, getting a smile from the younger male.
“There are only so many times a guy can walk into the house and have the bedroom with the huge ass bed in it closed and not figure something is going on,” Ichigo snorted, picking up his sake cup and waving it at Renji with a smile.
Renji just snickered and poured some more of the sake. “He’s right about that,” he chuckled, shaking his head as he shared a look for his lover. “As for me and Shuuhei? We fall into the second category. We find the occasional outside lover but they never really last long. They all know what’s they’re getting into when they start something because we do lay it out in no uncertain terms what we’re looking for from them,” he continued, shrugging one shoulder with a smile. “We wouldn’t mind having a third partner, probably settle a bit more since we’re getting into a steadier place in our lives, but we haven’t found that person. Yet.”
“Actively looking or just looking when the urge strikes?” Ichigo asked, shifting around on his stomach as he sipped his sake, tilting one eyebrow upwards.
“When the urge strikes. When we see someone that interests us, we watch them, study them. See if it would be worth it to figure out if they would be worth bringing the person into what we already have,” Shuuhei said, shrugging as he drained his sake, picking up the small bottle of sake next to him and pouring the last of it into his cup. “We should eat something more than snack foods,” he hummed, hauling himself up and taking in the pouting look on Ichigo’s face. “No need to get up, brat.”
Renji snickered and stood up with his lover, heading towards the kitchen with him. Once there, they found the leftovers that Ichigo had brought, stating that his refrigerator needed to be cleaned out anyways. The heated the various dishes using their oven before putting things together and bringing them out, finding Ichigo playing solitaire with the deck of cards that they used. The younger male, predictably, stole some of each item, but mostly doing so with some of the spicer items.
“How the hell you can eat something with so much spice I will never know,” Renji muttered as he watched Ichigo place spanish rice, pico de gallo and thinly chopped chicken onto a tortilla that had been lightly coated with sour cream.
“Easy. This?” he asked, pointing to the pico de gallo with the spoon. “This is nothing compared to what Sado makes when he wants what he calls real Mexican. I toned this shit down because the hangover is going to be a bitch as it is without the added burn of it,” Ichigo chuckled, shrugging one shoulder as he bit into his taco with a hum of pleasure.
The two lovers shared a look and agreed that what he had said was true. Sado loved a good bite that still tasted good and it showed in his cooking. “Yeah. Tell me where you learned most of these recipes though,” Renji stated as they continued to eat, drink and play late into the night. Ichigo happily did, talking about how each dish was made, a little known passion of his coming out fully in the comfort of privacy with two close friends.
Later that night, after spilling Ichigo into bed as birds gently chirped in the pre-dawn quiet outside, Renji had to chuckle and follow his lover back to their room, stripping out of his house kimono. “God, he does have passions that we didn’t know about,” he huffed, Shuuhei giving him an amused look.
“Yes, though I suppose Kira would know more about such little loves,” the brunet hummed as he followed his partner’s example. “I’ve noticed that Yumi and Ikkaku have been eyeing up our blond friend while we’ve been eyeing Ichigo up. And do not deny that we have been eyeing him up.”
“I wasn’t gonna deny shit since I know it’s true,” Renji snorted, leering at his lover before pulling his ponytail free. “And if they dare think about hurting Kira just so they can play I’m sure that we can help Ichigo set them straight.”
“I also think that Shinji-san has been looking a little interested in him while Kensei-san has been watching Hanataro-kun for the last six months. It’s like everyone caught the fuck bug,” Shuuhei snorted, pulling on a sleeping kimono.
“Or they just want a relationship. After all the fighting? We’re now at peace, the balance is returning to what it’s supposed to be and the Soul King won’t wake up for another twenty years like he’s supposed to,” Renji stated, Shuuhei nodding as his lover slid in next to him. “For now though, sleep. We’re gonna regret all that high quality sake later, Ichigo most of all since he can’t be helped with kido, remember?”
“Yeah, I remember. Sleep, brat,” Shuuhei huffed, tugging Renji close as the two laid down with smirks on their lips.
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