Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of a Broken Society ❯ Chapter 15

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

It’s been many, many centuries since we first started dating each other. He was barely in the academy and I was quickly climbing the ranks to become a taicho with my very own fukutaicho. It’s very interesting considering that I never really saw him as anything more then a child until one day he cornered me in my office, stripped, fell to his knees and sucked me dry.

After that, nothing could separate us. He continued on with his training and I became a taicho. For a short time, we did separate, he wanting a child and falling in love with his wife. But then she died and he came running back to me. I welcomed him back with open arms since I had been the one to call it quits.

During that time we were both lonelier then we had expected to. He made taicho and I got my only fukutaicho then and now. Kaien was a wonderful boy and greatly helpful for me, but still not my Bya-chan. Even now, calling him that makes him blush brightly. It’s cute and usually makes me pounce him, taking him wherever we are. People have since learned to stay away any time they hear me say Bya-chan.

It’s funny, really. We’ve been together for so many years that we’ve nearly lost count. But one fire haired male fighting his way into our lives and we know exactly how many centuries, years, days, hours, minutes and seconds we have been together. We came so close to losing each other because of that last fight between them.

It saddens me and makes me hurt even as I watch watch him sleep, his dark head laid upon my chest. I know that we need to talk about this want for Ichigo, but we haven’t yet. The only other time we’ve actually wanted someone at the same time was when Byakuya was in the academy and after.

Kaien. My dear, wonderful fukutaicho. The one that Ichigo takes after so much. But, Kaien was so much happier, brighter. He certainly smiled more that’s for sure. Byakuya had a small thing going during their years at the academy, I know that much. Nothing much and they never got past a few kisses. It was more of an experimental thing. And then, after that, when Kaien became my fukutaicho, I found myself wanting him and told Byakuya.

But by the time we had admitted that we both wanted him, he had married a wonderful woman and we didn’t want to break up the happy marriage. We agreed from that moment on we would tell the other if we found someone attractive and would discuss what we would do. And we have kept the pact from that day on.

We’ve had Renji, little Hanataro, Kisuke, and Issin in our bed at one time or another. Never for very long or for more then sex. Hanataro was the only one that came to us, wanting to lose his virginity to two that he could trust. He’s a natural submissive and will make who ever finally catches him very, very happy.

But it was certainly surprising when we sat down to speak with each other about a new partner possibility. Though it did turn into us having good hard sex right there on his desk. I think Renji walked in on us with Ichigo. I know I heard a slight squeak and a thump before a yelled out ‘Kurosaki’ and the door slamming. I don’t really know, but anytime he sees either of us, he blushes so prettily. It makes me hard just thinking about it.

After we had sex, getting it out of our systems for the moment, we had been able to talk about our feelings for Ichigo. We know that he won’t ever be able to do a single night, being much like his mother, who believed in actual relationships. We talked about what we wanted to do and came to the decision that we would woo the little strawberry.

And we have started to woo him. Anytime one of us goes to the real world, we would head to a store and buy things that he needed or would want. It’s gotten to the point where we peek at his grocery list for what he was going to buy when he went to the real world to visit family and friends.

We’ve found out he likes an expensive herbal mint shampoo, but preferred to have a vanilla scented liquid body soap that was cheaper. He liked spoofs to wash cloths and preferred softly scented bath oils to bubble baths. We also found out his love for books. He now had a large, custom built set of book cases in his office and his home which were slowly filling up with books and scrolls.

He doesn’t really know who keeps sending him stuff, but I’ve heard him say he would like to thank them. I have a feeling that he’ll be thanking us sooner then he thinks. And all because of his allergy to mice, dead or alive. Right now, he’s sleeping right across the hall, and I know he’s not wearing a stitch of clothing. Now, all I have to do is convince Byakuya that it’s time to jump the innocent little strawberry.

This time, we won’t let our chance at having our third pass us by.