DONT LET GO (Byakuya Kuchiki/Ichigo Kurosaki)- 26

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Ichigo flash steps away, as far as his legs can possibly take him. What the hell was that? His hands began shaking, and the sting of Renji's fiery kiss still lingers on his mouth like dying flames. "Tsk," Ichigo wipes at his mouth in annoyance. "What the hell was he thinking? Dammit." His amber eyes turn towards a nearby stream and he stops beside it to wash his face.

Cupping the clear water in his hands, he splashes it over his face and hair. His bright hair dampened and the cooling of the water calmed the rattling nerves inside of him. The unwanted touch of a foreign mouth was enough to send the shinigami in a rage for hours. How dare he...

Shaking his head, he turns and looks up at the beautiful afternoon sky. The golden glow from the sun above gave a soothing warmth. Ichigo sighed heavily. Ichigo jumped on a large boulder and lay down, watching the clouds lazily stream by. The occasional cloud would pass over the sun, covering it with a dark shadow casting on him.

Taking a deep breath after a couple more solemn moments, Ichigo sat up and headed back to the Sixth Division, his mind still heavy with the dramatic changes that had happened to him in the past couple weeks. He was so distracted that he didn't realize a hand reaching out to grab him. He was forced into the common room of the Division.

"Dammit, Renji! Get the hell off me!" Ichigo shouted, balling up his fist and punching his captor on the lip. 

Ichigo's eyes blinked as he caught sight of the haori and the flowing green scarf and stumbled back, looking around the room. He saw a bunch of file cabinets and numerous stacks of paper. "Where are we?"

"Storage room number one three five." Byakuya replies, as his lips part, blood trickles down the edge of one side. 

"Ah, I'm sorry Byakuya! I didn't mean to hit you," Ichigo fumbled around in his pockets for a tissue. 

"Don't worry. This is nothing," Byakuya grabs Ichigo by the waist, pulling him close. He led him to a green sofa next to the wall. 

"W-Wait.. Why is there a sofa in a storage closet?" Ichigo asks, sitting down on the comfy cushion, confused. What the hell am I in for?  he thought. 

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 07, 2019 ⏰

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