another chapter
haha sorry this chapter's short, but i guess it doesn't really matter much since they're all coming up together. here we go then.
Title: Finding you, part 4
Author: my_imaginating
Pairing: Renji x Ichigo (eventually)
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach or any of its characters.
Rating: PG-13 (I think)
Warning: Character “death”, angst, dirty dreams. No beta.
Word count: 427
Summary: Ichigo’s dreaming.
link to ( part three )
Ichigo was telling the truth when he told Rukia that Renji made him nervous.
He recognized Abarai Renji as the man in his dreams the moment he had appeared before him. The day they were reintroduced, the hand Renji shook for less than a minute felt electrified for hours. Every spare moment during that first day, Ichigo had spent surreptitiously looking at him, studying him. The crimson hair and tattoos that had haunted his dreams were here in this reality and they were fascinating. Ichigo couldn’t help wondering if the red hair was as soft as it looked, and if the skin beneath the tattoos was as smooth as in his dream.
His urges to reach out and touch Renji whenever he came within arm’s length became so tempting that Ichigo took to avoiding Renji altogether, refusing to even look at the man. It would be embarrassing, Ichigo thought, if I suddenly starting touching him.
The abstinence from real-life-Renji only intensified the dreams. Ichigo’s dream-Renji moved with catlike grace, shifting seductively with every touch, the tattoos a stark black against the pale sweaty skin, the pattern a roadmap of his perfect body. The long crimson hair, soft as satin, swung down from the broad shoulders, brushing against Ichigo. Each brush intensifying every movement, each movement building his need. Ichigo woke up most nights drenched in sweat and cum, echoes of his dream lover calling his name.
“What was my relationship with him?” Ichigo asked Rukia after a particularly frustrating dream. She hadn’t pushed him about meeting Renji after Ichigo had admitted the redhead made him nervous, but Ichigo could tell that she wanted to.
Rukia gave Ichigo an inscrutable look. Finally she said, “You were friends.”
Ichigo sighed. “Were we close?”
Rukia closed her eyes. Ichigo knew they were close -- Rukia had told him about their past together -- so he knew she couldn’t help but feel a little edgy when Ichigo asked questions about him. “Yes.”
“Did we ever kiss?”
Ichigo felt rather than saw Rukia’s stare. He couldn’t look at her, studying instead the regular patterns of the tatami mats lining the floor beneath their feet. Her voice came out slowly, as if she were choosing the right words. “I don’t know if you ever did, but if you did, neither of you told me about it.” A short pause. “You’d have to ask him yourself.”
“Oh, okay then.” Then, “Rukia?”
“Yeah?”
There was silence as Ichigo fidgeted. Finally, he lifted his head and met Rukia’s eyes. “Can I go see him now?”
A/N: Yeah this is short. Get on with it, go to the next chapter lol. It’s LONGER.
link to ( part five )
Title: Finding you, part 4
Author: my_imaginating
Pairing: Renji x Ichigo (eventually)
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach or any of its characters.
Rating: PG-13 (I think)
Warning: Character “death”, angst, dirty dreams. No beta.
Word count: 427
Summary: Ichigo’s dreaming.
link to ( part three )
Ichigo was telling the truth when he told Rukia that Renji made him nervous.
He recognized Abarai Renji as the man in his dreams the moment he had appeared before him. The day they were reintroduced, the hand Renji shook for less than a minute felt electrified for hours. Every spare moment during that first day, Ichigo had spent surreptitiously looking at him, studying him. The crimson hair and tattoos that had haunted his dreams were here in this reality and they were fascinating. Ichigo couldn’t help wondering if the red hair was as soft as it looked, and if the skin beneath the tattoos was as smooth as in his dream.
His urges to reach out and touch Renji whenever he came within arm’s length became so tempting that Ichigo took to avoiding Renji altogether, refusing to even look at the man. It would be embarrassing, Ichigo thought, if I suddenly starting touching him.
The abstinence from real-life-Renji only intensified the dreams. Ichigo’s dream-Renji moved with catlike grace, shifting seductively with every touch, the tattoos a stark black against the pale sweaty skin, the pattern a roadmap of his perfect body. The long crimson hair, soft as satin, swung down from the broad shoulders, brushing against Ichigo. Each brush intensifying every movement, each movement building his need. Ichigo woke up most nights drenched in sweat and cum, echoes of his dream lover calling his name.
“What was my relationship with him?” Ichigo asked Rukia after a particularly frustrating dream. She hadn’t pushed him about meeting Renji after Ichigo had admitted the redhead made him nervous, but Ichigo could tell that she wanted to.
Rukia gave Ichigo an inscrutable look. Finally she said, “You were friends.”
Ichigo sighed. “Were we close?”
Rukia closed her eyes. Ichigo knew they were close -- Rukia had told him about their past together -- so he knew she couldn’t help but feel a little edgy when Ichigo asked questions about him. “Yes.”
“Did we ever kiss?”
Ichigo felt rather than saw Rukia’s stare. He couldn’t look at her, studying instead the regular patterns of the tatami mats lining the floor beneath their feet. Her voice came out slowly, as if she were choosing the right words. “I don’t know if you ever did, but if you did, neither of you told me about it.” A short pause. “You’d have to ask him yourself.”
“Oh, okay then.” Then, “Rukia?”
“Yeah?”
There was silence as Ichigo fidgeted. Finally, he lifted his head and met Rukia’s eyes. “Can I go see him now?”
A/N: Yeah this is short. Get on with it, go to the next chapter lol. It’s LONGER.
link to ( part five )