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Title: Fire and Ice

Author: BrucesGirl and R. Brightside

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Pairings: Kurosaki Ichigo/Kuchiki Byakuya (Hints of Other Pairings)

Summary: Ichigo is called to replace Renji as Vice Captain temporarily. Sparks fly between Byakuya and Kurosaki, and they aren�t necessarily the nice sparks.

Warnings: Yaoi, Anal, UST, Angst, Renji being his usual emo self.

Disclaimer: We don�t own Bleach or Ichigo or Byakuya because we are not Kubo Tite. If we had a change to, however, we would steal Kubo-san and hide him in our basement.

No smut in this one. Nice little N/C scene in the next one, though!

Chapter 9: Senbonzakura and Abarai Renji

Byakuya entered the captains� gardens quietly and sat on the bench below Ichigo, never looking up. �Do you despise me now?� He asked quietly. Ichigo would probably look at him differently. Unohana had certainly given him a piece of her mind earlier, and Byakuya was getting angrier and angrier at being the one in the middle when he�d tried to do nothing to start with. He didn�t even know Ichigo would be his Vice Captain!

�Renji�s wounds are not deep. There are many shallow ones. He will be fine.� He finally then did look up, admiring the beauty of the boy in the tree, and then, he looked away himself into the stars.

�I did know about his desires concerning you. However, when�you kissed me the first time�� His voice broke away and then started again in a pregnant pause. ��All I could see was you. You distracted me.� And that�s why he�d wanted to leave Ichigo in the first place.

"You couldn't resist?" Ichigo finished the sentence for Byakuya. "I don't despise you. You can't see the future." The teen murmured, looking down at Byakuya. "But I can't understand why. You Shinigami live so long... and you've been without passion for so long. It's why you seem so stoic and devoid."

Ichigo slipped out of the tree, landing behind his lover, and bending to wrap his arms around Byakuya's neck. "It's Renji's fault." He murmured, his fingers dipping to caress the soft skin of the captain's chest. "He brought it all upon himself." He kissed Byakuya's cheek, and then his jaw, the motions tender.

"But I'm with you now... and it doesn't matter any more. You're all that matters, koi." He whispered softly, his breath gusting over the shell of his lover's ear. "My koi-bito."

Byakuya�s arms went around Ichigo automatically, and he rested his cheek on the boy�s broad shoulder before speaking again, a soft admission escaping his lips. �I ordered Renji to remain objective. Everything he has ever loved, I�ve removed from him�by force.�

Renji was a good man. Byakuya respected him almost as much as he respected quite a few of the captains, and even more than that, Renji had shared his bed, his sake, and his heart for so long that it was unbelievable.

Ten of Ichigo�s lifetimes as Rukia had once put it. In the end, Byakuya figured he was a fool for being so soft and hard at the same time. Had he not cared, this would have never have happened. �Renji is the creation of my cruelty.�

"If Renji hadn't met you, who would he be? An insignifcant Shinigami, with no purpose in life. With no idea what to do with himself." Ichigo answered, an eyebrow quirking. "If he hadn't met you, then he would be completely different. No Bankai, maybe not even knowing the name of his Zanpaktou."

The teen sighed softly, warm air rolling down Byakuya's neck and chest. "Your cruelty has shaped him into someone worth something, rather than a useless kid off the street." Ichigo closed his eyes, and pressed his lips to Byakuya's neck, pressing against his lover's warm skin. "Don't be hard on yourself."

Byakuya accepted Ichigo�s words quietly, and still, his mind wouldn�t let go of his guilt. Renji had exploded, and he attributed it to the sake and stress of being away from his station, but there had been many a night that the red haired Shinigami had spoken to Byakuya over sake and hot baths about the boy that had infuriated him, and in the middle of the turmoil, had stolen his heart.

Byakuya released Ichigo and stood from his bench, his blue eyes stoic and expressionless again. �Please excuse me, Ichigo. I do need to see Renji at the 4th Division hospital. It is expected of me to check in on my Vice Captain.� He ghosted a kiss over Ichigo�s lips before stepping down the walk, elegantly and slowly as always.

Ichigo wondered if he should go with Byakuya, but he supposed that it would likely make the situation worse. So he instead moved into the sixth division office, and picked up Zangetsu from where he still stood against the wall, reveling in the Riatsu that flooded him. Suddenly, he came to realization that there had indeed been sake on Byakuya's breath.

Do not drink sake with anyone else but me.

If we are equal, then we should both be under the same rules.

Ichigo grinned to himself, and chuckled as he retired to the Kuchiki household, wondering how he would have his fun with Byakuya for breaking one of their rules.

Byakuya entered the hospital, to be met by Isane, Unohana�s Vice Captain, her innocent, gentle eyes ghosting over him for a minute, presumably to make sure he wasn�t here for any injuries of his own before she smiled at him. �Abarai-fukutaicho is in room seven, Kuchiki-taicho.�

She bowed slightly, and Byakuya inclined his head in return. She was from one of the few respectable families that had dealings with the Kuchiki estates, and while she was not the most powerful Shinigami in Seireitei, she was probably the best healer under Unohana-taicho.

Byakuya made his way to room seven and paused at the open door, looking in to see Renji sitting in his bed and gazing quietly out the window. �Abarai-kun.� He spoke his name gently.

Renji turned his eyes towards his captain, the anger still swimming there, the drunken haze gone. "Why? Why did you do it? You've amended your oath to never break the rules again, and you break your own!" The red-head was so confused, and felt so alone, and it all showed. "Why, Byakuya?"

His eyes showed his defiance upon not ending his captain's name with the required honorific. "You've taken everything from me. You've commanded that Ishida leave, and you took away Ichigo. Why, you fucking bastard? WHY?"

Byakuya sat on the chair next to the door, his red garb still on, the golden hakama falling in waves around his long legs. He gazed at Renji with something akin to regret before he spoke. �Renji, I have never spoken to anyone as candidly as I speak to you. So I will not spare you any theatrics this time.�

He straightened his back and gazed at Renji evenly. �I chose you for my Vice Captain because you have the potential to become stronger than I am. I am the last of my line, and there will be no others that will carry the Kuchiki bloodline. Rukia is but an accepted arm of the family and nothing more.�

Byakuya leaned forward in his chair, his blue eyes trained on Renji�s face. �I remove distraction from you for two reasons.� Byakuya stood from the chair and stood over Renji as the young man was seated in his bed. �The first is that you can afford no distractions if you are to lead the 6th Division when I retire.� He leaned down, his breath ghosting over Renji�s ear. �The second is that you are mine and no one else�s. Much less Kurosaki-fukutaicho�s.�

The redhead shivered as the breath ghosted over his ear, the heated air causing him to grit his teeth. He wasn�t going to sink back into those days, he had convinced himself. He wouldn�t let Byakuya steal his soul again. �Leave.� Renji wanted to stick to the promises.

�Leave, now. I don�t want to see you.� He edged away from Byakuya, and turned his head back to the window. He was loyal to himself and those he loved � and he didn�t love his stoic captain. He had stopped that long ago.

Byakuya hid his pain well as he stood back and chose to honor Renji�s wishes. He nodded almost unnoticeably to the red head. �In two months, Kurosaki-fukutaicho will be ready to assume his duties under Shuuhei-san. You will resume your duties then. And we will discuss your relations with the Quincy.� Byakuya gazed into Renji�s face with a sudden tender compassion, and he turned his head away to stare at the wall.

�It is not possible to go between the world of the living and Soul Society as you know. As a Vice Captain, you know what is able to be done and what is not.� He looked down on him gently. �I would like to remain here, with you, for a while.�

Renji didn't answer, still staring out of the window. Byakuya had taken everything from him... and yet, he felt the need to stay with him. There was something alluring about him - his beauty, his grace, his stoicism... they all simply attracted the red-head to his captain. He hated it, but he had to live with it, it seemed. He just wished that Byakuya would leave, so that he could think in peace. But it didn't seem that the captain would be doing that any time soon.

So, he relented, going back to one of Byakuya's earlier questions. "...If I can afford no distractions, then what about you? Doesn't Kurosaki count as a distraction to you?" If he couldn't have Ichigo, no-one would. Even if it meant crushing Ichigo's heart, then so be it.

Byakuya sat down on the chair next to the door again, and he produced a block of wood and a tiny carving knife from his red robes and he leaned back, beginning to carve on the piece of wood. It was just as Renji had sat with him after the first upset after Aizen�s betrayal.

Byakuya had asked him why he stayed even after he�d neverly killed him with his Bankai, and Renji had answered him softly. �A-anou�because this is where I belong. Where else am I gonna go?� The stoic captain carved the edge of the wood away skillfully, and then he gazed at Renji.

�Hai. He is a distraction. A welcome one.� He looked down at the wood in his hands. �I could allow you to see the Quincy, Renji.� He suggested gently. �But what would that do if you have your sights on Kurosaki-fukutaicho?�

Renji frowned, folding his arms across his chest. There was a soft patter of feet in the halls of the hospital, approaching his door, it seemed. "It wouldn't do anything. Ishida is there for me when I fall, and it will always remain that way. He was intended to make Ichigo jealous, but that won't work, it seems."

It must have been a nurse - the footsteps paused, and then retreated the way they came, seeming more rushed. They must have noticed he was having a more private conversation. "He's nice enough to build a relationship with." There was a sound of a woman yelping at the end of the hallway, and then yelling something about watching where you're walking.

Renji ran a hand through his loose hair, scowling. "Besides, if he's such a welcome distraction to you, it seems like you're offering him to me. Are you that ready to offer him to someone else, Byakuya?"

Byakuya continued his actions, unruffled. �While I�m sure that it is now accepted that you are mine, Renji, no one owns Ichigo. He is his own man.� He said it some amount of worry in the fact that he�d never admitted to himself that it was indeed true that even as Ichigo left his small brands across Byakuya�s marble skin, Byakuya could never claim ownership over the boy.

�Ichigo will choose who he wants. Even all of Seireitei cannot stop him.� He carved a bit too deep on the wood and frowned at the form that was beginning to take shape. He still didn�t have Renji�s talent with a knife. �Although, I believe he is satisfied.� Byakuya�s blue eyes looked up at his Vice Captain. �Does it disturb you that you both might share my bed, Renji?�

Renji didn't answer to that, his frown deepening. In truth, it did disturb him. He had convinced himself over the years that he was monogamous, and he had spat in the faces of those who ran two relationships. And now, the thought of spitting in Byakuya's face (as appealing as it was) was terrifying.

So, instead, the red-head ran the concern through his mind, and played the scene mentally, so that he'd feel better about himself, at least. "And you are quite happy to share someone who loves you and only you, with someone you deem as yours?" Renji clenched his teeth, closing his eyes.

Pain had racked through his body from the wound, rendering him unable to speak. He hoped this was a simple side effect to the healing he had gone through, but something told him that he should doubt it.

�I�m not concerned about myself, Abarai-kun.� Byakuya answered. �I am a Captain, after all. And we shouldn�t discuss how many partners Ukitake and Shunsui entertain at their whim between the two of them since that is a poor example.� He raised his eyes to Renji.

�Shall we compete for him or present him with the option before hand? I offer you nothing. The only man able to offer anything in this is Ichigo.� Byakuya didn�t speak this freely with anyone�not even Ichigo. Renji saw a side of him that no one saw. Kuchiki stood, and he gazed down at Renji almost compassionately before tilting his head.

�Are you in pain?� Renji had tried to hide his Riatsu from Byakuya many times before and it never worked. He read the Shinigami like an open book. �Should I call for a healer?�

The world spun around him. He couldn't hear what Byakuya was saying, a mere jumble of incoherent sounds. And suddenly, everything came into bright focus, making him shiver. "H-hai..." Renji murmured, about all he could manage. The pain wasn't there any more, but this strange feeling of dulling and then brightening was both puzzling and frustrating.

He leaned back into the pillows, his frown deepening as he screwed his eyes shut. There was that sudden jolt of pain again, and Renji cried out, one hand to the healing wound. It wasn't meant to hurt like this... why did it hurt?

Byakuya roared out for a healer and dropped his project to the ground, the knife clattering across the floor. His hands were immediately against Renji�s chest, pushing Riatsu and warmth into the body, using the numbing trick that Unohana had taught him years ago. �Hold on.� He whispered.

He pressed the Riatsu deeper into Renji�s body and a worried look crossed his stoic face as he felt Renji�s own energy flickering and fighting for something. �What the hell�� Isane burst into the door and very nearly shoved Byakuya back as she pressed her hands to the wound in worry, her Riatsu seeking out Renji�s pain. �Abarai-kun�where does it hurt the most?� She asked gently.

Renji grunted softly, motioning vaguely to a wound above his heart, covered with bandages. Isane removed them, and grimaced at the sight. The wound was being forced open, unable to close, and merely creating a gaping hole. The red-head didn't seem to know what was going on, his eyes unfocused.

The numbing seemed to have taken it's toll on him - he couldn't feel the immense pain that should have been rolling through his body. The 4th squad Vice Captain felt around for the reason, and gasped. "Kuchiki-taicho, your Zanpakto created this wound, hai?" If this is what she thought it was... no.

That couldn't happen - it had only been written about, and Unohana-taicho had never spoken of it beforehand. But it was the only thing that could be possible... nothing else could do this.

Isane turned on Byakuya, her eyes wide with fright. �G-Get Senbonzakura away from Abarai-kun! She�s killing him!� Renji�s painful gasps made Byakuya pause before he stepped back towards the door, only to be met by a borage of chastisement from the Vice Captain healer. �Look! It�s her Riatsu!� Rose colored Riatsu clung to Renji�s chest and kept opening tiny wounds and letting them bleed.

As soon as Isane would heal one, another would appear until Renji was soaked in blood. Surprise of surprises. The sword was jealous. �He needs to go back to the Real World and heal!� Isane cried. �Get out, Kuchiki-taicho!� He flash stepped away, his face pale and eyes blank with worry. He glanced down at his Zanpaktou on top of a roof and tilted his head. Maybe she was trying to tell him something.

Ichigo was waiting in his own room as he felt the spill of Riatsu - Byakuya's, to be precise. He left Zangetsu on his bed, half-wrapped, before finding the source, looking up at the roof from the ground. "Byakuya?" He didn't investigate it, but he could feel Isane's Riatsu from the hospital.

"I would have thought you'd stay with Renji longer... what's wrong?" The teen frowned, feeling Senbonzakura's Riatsu retreat until Byakuya's was left nearly alone. Evidently, something had happened. He could feel Renji's Riatsu very faintly - stressed, and pained. Something had definately happened.

�It�s nothing.� Byakuya answered. He coldly turned his back on Ichigo, walking away from the boy, his thoughts turning inward. What the hell was going on? He�d never had any problems with Senbonzakura acting on her own accord. His thoughts strayed to her, but he felt nothing out of the ordinary.

It was as if though she were not bothered or hurt by Renji�s status in Byakuya�s life, and he felt no jealousy from her as he�d originally assumed. She seemed more concerned about her master than anyone, and it was this that consumed the Captain�s thoughts as he walked away from his lover, not paying much attention to Ichigo�s reaction to Byakuya�s inner turmoil.

He reached his room and then realized his mistake, and he turned back to Ichigo, his blue eyes empty with exhaustion. �Let�s go to bed.�

Ichigo frowned, confused, and walked after Byakuya as he turned away, quite ready to hit some sense into him. Although, as tired eyes turned to meet his, his expression softened, as if in understanding.

"...Are you going to tell me what's on your mind at all, or should I not ask again?" He murmured softly, his Riatsu wrapping in warm tendrils around Byakuya to give him the comfort and warmth that he looked like he needed. "You're paler than usual, koi."

When they reached Byakuya�s room, it was as if though something had left the captain. He took Senbonzakura from his belt and placed her on his mantle on her silken resting place and then released the golden obi, allowing his robes to fall open and expose his pale, strong chest to the cool air of the room.

He glanced at Ichigo over his shoulder and ignored the question as he pulled and released the hair pieces from his raven locks, allowing the silk to spill out over his shoulders. He was left standing in a pair of golden colored hakama, and he sighed, gazing to Ichigo in a carefully guarded gaze. He opened his mouth to say something, and yet, it didn�t want to come out the way he intended to say it, so he spoke without trying to worry about Ichigo�s feelings.

�I love Renji.� He said. He turned his head away. �But he cannot stay here to heal. It is Senbonzakura who has made the decision. She reopened his wounds with her Riatsu while Renji and I were discussing you.�

It was much more than an understatement to say that Ichigo was shocked. That quickly faded - after all, Byakuya hadn't been effected by the intertwining of thier Riatsu as much as he had. The teen took off his badge, and wrapped it's binding cloth around it so that it wouldn't get damaged.

He placed it to one side, undoing his obi as he spoke. "I suppose I should be lucky that my scars are too healed to be deeply cut open." He murmured, placing his obi to one side and then shrugging off his robes.

He was worried for Renji - after all, they had become friends while he stayed in the Living World. And he knew that Senbonzakura was a ruthless weapon - he had numerous scars to prove it. Her Riatsu was just as bad. He beckoned Byakuya closer, opening his arms to wrap his lover in his arms. "It's not your fault, koi."

Byakuya went to him easily, his breaths soft and even against the brawny skin of Ichigo�s shoulder. �I will remove the Quincy from Soul Society.� Byakuya admitted quietly. �Perhaps, it is a mistake.� He buried his nose in Ichigo�s hair, inhaling the odd scent of human shampoo and soap, the course, thick strands tickling his nose and chin.

He thought about Renji�s new found hatred in him, and it cut deeper than any of Zangetsu�s slashes ever had. He wanted to reach out to Renji and make things as they had been fifty years before, but that would never happen. Byakuya hated himself for his weakness. �Ichigo, do you�love me?�

Up Next: Chapter 10: Ikasoruk Ogihci and Byakuya�s Red Blood

The Hollow's grin widened. "You like this?" He removed his fingers from Byakuya's mouth, and pushed them roughly into Byakuya. "'M not sure the Bastard would forgive me for breaking you... he might not let me come out and play again." His face lowered, a chuckle seeping past his grin. "But every one of us knows you Shinigami are masochistic whores�"

Thanks to the following reviewers! Solaris (Thank you! We don�t think Byakuya�s a �banana butt!� He�s BG�s love slave when she�s done writing.), Ashke (You know, any more flattering, and we�re gonna have to tie you in our basement with Kubo-san >>;; You�re so sweet!! ^^), Akume (We are the sneaky types, ne? What? Do you think this is the only twist in the plot? *tsk tsk*), bluesake (No problem! Hey�does blue sake taste good?)

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