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Title: Pouting Can Lead To Something Good
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 5 out of 5
Characters: Gin/Renji
Word Count: 1,483
Warnings: nothing much
AN: Let's see. Real quick: Yes, I have a secont story to follow that will be a little longer. This one was shortish because I didn't have a muse to continue forward with this pairing. Next pairing focus for this set will be Mizuiro/Ichigo.

With some more Gin/Renji.

Until I finish that story, because I have other stories to finish first, you'll just have to enjoy whatever is coming next.

For now, enjoy. :D

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Stumbling out of the bedroom, rumpled and blurry eyed, Renji blinked as he stared at Gin. He found that the man was pouring what smelled like coffee into a cup before he added a bit of creamer. Grunting at the amused look on the other’s face, he sat down on the floor pillow at the rather traditional dining room table. Laying his head onto his arms, he watched as his lover moved creamer and sugar down onto the table before him. He hummed when the next thing put down before him was a cup of fresh, hot coffee that smelled faintly of vanilla.

“You are a saint, I swear,” Renji rasped as he sat up enough to take the coffee cup between his hands loving the heat of the cup and the steam. Smiling, he picked up the creamer, finding it smelling like chocolate peppermints, pouring just a bit into his cup before adding some sugar to it. He took the offered spoon and slowly stirred the liquid before he tasted it, moaning happily as it rolled over his tongue.

“Ya really don’t do the good coffee all that often do ya?” Gin asked with a chuckle, sitting down and placing a large platter of fruit and pastries down. He noticed that two smaller plates were already on the table now that Renji could focus for more than a second.

“Not often, no,” Renji admitted, taking a small plate and placing a couple of good sized honey dew slices onto his plate along with a few strawberries. “No real room for the good stuff that I would love to have at every chance I could get in the budget. I would go for some from that one store on the corner of Eighth,” he continued as he watched Gin move a bunch of grapes onto his own plate.

“Oh?” Gin asked. He tasted his coffee and nodded in pleasure before he plucked a grape from the bunch on his plate.

Renji smiled into his coffee cup. “Yeah, well I pay my bills, I buy what I need for that week, and then I stash the rest into an emergency fund, which was a good idea for myself. Seeing as I drained a good portion of it moving and buying myself a new bed,” he said, shrugging.

Gin raised an eyebrow at him and snickered softly. “Yeah, that would drain a person’s bank account,” he said, shaking his head and smiling. “Tell me about yurself? I like ta get ta know new friends.” He ate a grape and smirked at the other male.

Renji smiled at him and waved a slice of melon in the air. “I have a feeling that you know this, but I live with Ichigo, the guy who was with me, and Hanataro. I work at the bookstore, which I’m going to have to go do later today, so I can’t lounge around and take advantage of your libido. I’m trying for a teaching degree and want to specialize in Egyptian history. Ichigo is going for a forensic artistry degree. Specializations to the nth degree,” he said.

“It sounds like it,” Gin chuckled. He mused for a moment on what he wanted to ask next. “Does he have any plans on what he wants ta do?” he asked, Renji giving him a look that told him he knew that he knew more than he was saying.

Renji sipped his coffee. “Ah, he actually wants to work for the museum but he’s not real sure if he’ll be able to get the job or not. He still has about a year left and he’s looking for an internship that’s willing to work with him. So far, nothing is forthcoming. I already have my own since the teacher that is the Egyptian history teacher now has no applicants for this round,” he admitted. “I had to force Ichigo to put in the application for the new rounds but we haven’t heard yay or nay for him.”

“This was just before everything happened with your ex, right?” Gin asked him. Renji nodded as he finished his first slice of fruit. “Then ya probably won’t hear anythin’ for another week. Then it’ll be for interviews with the head of the program and the museum head,” he continued.

Renji smiled at that information. “I’ll have to tell him that later then,” he said as he ate the other slice of melon in a few bites, a hum of pleasure escaping around the last bite. Licking his fingers, he eyed the pastries. “You want to know about Ichigo why now?” he asked, looking at his lover.

“It’s ‘cause Sasuke liked his art and knows a few people in on the program for the forensic side of the museum. They lost their last artist and have been lookin’ for one. I’m sure if he asked them ta look real close at Ichi’s works, they’ll agree with him,” Gin said, shrugging.

Renji smiled and leant forward. “Ichigo is one of the few that can see the face. He’s been to a few of the body farms where some of the faces are so distorted from decomp or are just skulls, and recreates them onto paper. Sometimes they’ll even let him do 3D scans to practice his facial reconstruction on his computer. Sometimes he’ll be able to save enough money to use the campus 3D printer,” he continued. “Recreates some of the skulls to work on his clay work with. He has about thirteen of them right now and is working to save up for two more. He has to save up a lot of money up though since he has to use the really good stuff since his practice skulls are washed and used so often. They also come apart to recreate new skulls.”

“Doesn’t he have practice skulls for his classes?” Gin asked him.

Renji wobbled a hand back and forth. “Eh, somewhat. Those skulls break down fast though so they’re not really worth buying beyond the one set for class work. Most of his fellow students do the same thing,” he said. “He did win the chance at being a part of a full crew to recreate a full body next year though. He’s picking out the body that he would love to get the fake bones of for that. The best body also has a prize to it.”

“Which body is he thinkin’ about?” Gin held up his cup in offer of more coffee, Renji handing his own over with a smile.

“Actually, he wants to work on one of the Egyptian mummies that are on loan at the museum,” Renji said. “When he’s done with it, I’m going to take pictures of it and going to do a paper on it as a joint project with him. He’s really hoping to win one of the two final prizes. One is going to New York and getting a collection fifty printed skulls of some of the more famous skulls, or the choice of a profession 3D printer with enough plastic to recreate about two hundred skulls. He really wants the printer,” he continued. He watched as Gin stood and poured fresh coffee into their cups.

“I’ll have ta see it when it’s finished,” the fox like man drawled as he walked over and put his coffee down on the table. “What time are ya havin’ ta go?” he asked as he looked at the wall clock.

Renji made his coffee as he looked at the clock and noted that it was barely after eight in the morning. “I’m working on closing shift. So Have to get there after five and I’m getting one around ten,” he said as he stirred his coffee. “And for your information, Ichigo doesn’t care about gender when it comes to lovers or partners, and neither do I. But I’m not looking for something solid at the moment.”

“That’s just fine by me,” Gin drawled, reaching out to pull Renji into his lap with a smirk, loving the slight flush that spread over Renji’s cheeks. “I would like ta offer a safe partner for ya until ya decide ta find someone new. Maybe even more if we both want that at a later date,” he said, already thinking of how best to get his new partner as his and his alone.

He had absolutely no doubt that it would take some time but at the moment, he doubted that it would take him much time. Even as he lifted Renji up onto the table, their lips coming together, tongues playing and hands tugging at what little clothes they had on, he planned. He could work with what was being offered and have what he wanted soon enough.

He didn’t doubt his skills in getting the other to date him.
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