[Fic] - Hanging by a Thread 1/9
[Title]: Flowing Red and Black Markings
[Characters]: Kuchiki Byakuya
[Summary]: It's late night and Byakuya can't seem to concentrate his mind on work, only on his fukutaichou.
[Word Count]: 563
[Finished]: 16.January.2007
[Beta]: Not Beta-read
[Warnings]: None
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: First fanfic I ever wrote!
Disclaimer:Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite
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01.FLOWING RED AND BLACK MARKINGS
The night was far gone; the moon already in its descending arc, when Byakuya decided it was time to head back to the Kuchiki mansion to insure some rest.
He had stayed late in his empty office in an attempt to get up to date a considerable amount of Gotei 6’s business that had been a little out of hand in the past few months, and to occupy his mind with something other than his Fukutaichou.
Of course the attempt had failed astoundingly.
Not only had he not been able to get much work done, he had managed to inundate his head even more with visions of flowing red and black markings, of course him banging on the door and trying to open it had not helped matters. Byakuya had felt tempted to open the door but then after a few anguishing moments, Renji had left.
Now when he should have been immerse with critical matters of Shinigami life and work, all that occurred to him, even more severely was Abarai Renji.
Abarai Renji’s strong and fit body, with all its geometrical and exotic tattoos. Abarai Renji’s long red hair and how it would look unbound, flowing over his body. His arms around him, his darker, rougher skin pressed against his. Byakuya sighed, a long deep breath. Abarai-fukutaichou would never respond to his advances, would never…
"Stop it" he said out loud and added in his thoughts:You are loosing control, these are foolish and unrequited feelings that will lead you nowhere! He blew out the candle, rose from the chair, slow and regal, in a calm, steady pace headed for the door of his office and slipped out into the corridor. All was silent and dark at this hour of night as he crossed the empty halls of his Headquarters.
A sudden noise like the swing of a sword followed by a low moan sounded to his left apparently coming from the Training Hall. He stopped abruptly wondering who could it be this late. A thought of red and black crossed his mind and his heart started pounding on his chest. Berating himself for such a reaction, Byakuya headed towards the sound, quickening his walk without taking notice of it.
At the end of the corridor, a slightly ajar shoji door let a strip of scintillating blue moonlight escape to the soft darkness outside the room with momentary oscillations of light as the person inside danced its way across the room.
Byakuya approached the door, in unusual quick, fleeting steps, and what he saw left him in a turmoil of long forgotten emotions. Not since his wife, Hisana, had he reacted this way towards another being.
He felt dizzy and overwhelmed with these alien feelings. He tried to reason with himself that this was only his body natural response; that he hadn’t been with someone in a long time, so this reaction was almost normal.
Abarai Renji, in only his hakama, exercising with his zenpakutou - Zabimaru. Sweat droplets trailing down his back and face, glistening in the dim blue light. Red hair strands loosen from the grip that had held them and proud, strong arms wielding a powerful weapon. Something in Byakuya fell into place, something that had been misplaced for too long.
Kuchiki Byakuya let out a long silent sigh, placed a firm, decided hand on the door and whispered hoarsely:
"Renji!"
January2007©MarinLiliz
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[Characters]: Kuchiki Byakuya
[Summary]: It's late night and Byakuya can't seem to concentrate his mind on work, only on his fukutaichou.
[Word Count]: 563
[Finished]: 16.January.2007
[Beta]: Not Beta-read
[Warnings]: None
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: First fanfic I ever wrote!
Disclaimer:Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite
NEXT
01.FLOWING RED AND BLACK MARKINGS
The night was far gone; the moon already in its descending arc, when Byakuya decided it was time to head back to the Kuchiki mansion to insure some rest.
He had stayed late in his empty office in an attempt to get up to date a considerable amount of Gotei 6’s business that had been a little out of hand in the past few months, and to occupy his mind with something other than his Fukutaichou.
Of course the attempt had failed astoundingly.
Not only had he not been able to get much work done, he had managed to inundate his head even more with visions of flowing red and black markings, of course him banging on the door and trying to open it had not helped matters. Byakuya had felt tempted to open the door but then after a few anguishing moments, Renji had left.
Now when he should have been immerse with critical matters of Shinigami life and work, all that occurred to him, even more severely was Abarai Renji.
Abarai Renji’s strong and fit body, with all its geometrical and exotic tattoos. Abarai Renji’s long red hair and how it would look unbound, flowing over his body. His arms around him, his darker, rougher skin pressed against his. Byakuya sighed, a long deep breath. Abarai-fukutaichou would never respond to his advances, would never…
"Stop it" he said out loud and added in his thoughts:You are loosing control, these are foolish and unrequited feelings that will lead you nowhere! He blew out the candle, rose from the chair, slow and regal, in a calm, steady pace headed for the door of his office and slipped out into the corridor. All was silent and dark at this hour of night as he crossed the empty halls of his Headquarters.
A sudden noise like the swing of a sword followed by a low moan sounded to his left apparently coming from the Training Hall. He stopped abruptly wondering who could it be this late. A thought of red and black crossed his mind and his heart started pounding on his chest. Berating himself for such a reaction, Byakuya headed towards the sound, quickening his walk without taking notice of it.
At the end of the corridor, a slightly ajar shoji door let a strip of scintillating blue moonlight escape to the soft darkness outside the room with momentary oscillations of light as the person inside danced its way across the room.
Byakuya approached the door, in unusual quick, fleeting steps, and what he saw left him in a turmoil of long forgotten emotions. Not since his wife, Hisana, had he reacted this way towards another being.
He felt dizzy and overwhelmed with these alien feelings. He tried to reason with himself that this was only his body natural response; that he hadn’t been with someone in a long time, so this reaction was almost normal.
Abarai Renji, in only his hakama, exercising with his zenpakutou - Zabimaru. Sweat droplets trailing down his back and face, glistening in the dim blue light. Red hair strands loosen from the grip that had held them and proud, strong arms wielding a powerful weapon. Something in Byakuya fell into place, something that had been misplaced for too long.
Kuchiki Byakuya let out a long silent sigh, placed a firm, decided hand on the door and whispered hoarsely:
"Renji!"
January2007©MarinLiliz
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