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Bleach Party

The heat reached a record-breaking high before noon. News broadcasters urged people to stayindoors and keep cool, and hospitals and clinics prepared for the inevitable rush of heat strokevictims.

Training was impossible. After less than an hour of stubbornly leaping around, two exhaustedshinigami gave up and collapsed against the wall of the training ground. Rukia fought to keep the

smile off her face as they slid down the wall to lay spread-eagled on the floor, struggling to catch

their breaths.

"Impossible!" Ichigo wheezed.

"Hopeless!" Renji coughed. They lay panting for a moment. "Ten minute break?"

"Sure."

"Idiots!" Rukia exclaimed. "Are you trying to kill yourselves? Would it be so terrible to just takea day off and relax?"

Renji struggled to push himself up and lean against the wall. "Relax?" he frowned. "She wants ust' relax, Ichigo." His tone was slightly aggrieved.

Ichigo grunted. Renji took that as a sign that Ichigo agreed.

"We ain't got time t' relax, Rukia," he continued. "We got t' be readygot t' get stronger." Ichigoslapped a hand on the floor and managed a "Yeah!" as he forced himself to sit up against the wall

next to Renji.

Rukia rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Look, there's no point in continuing this until after dark

when it cools down. You're not going to gain anything by working yourselves to the point of

passing out." The two worn-out shinigami exchanged slightly guilty looks.

"Aizen's not going to attack today. You can spend the next few hours relaxing and enjoying

yourselves, or you can spend them unconscious on the floor. Your choice." The way she said itleft no doubt in their minds as to which option they should choose.

Rukia had insisted that they get cleaned up before meeting her outside. Renji wondered if it was

growing up on the street or living as a Kuchiki that made her so concerned with appearance inpublic. Either way, Rukia always went out of her way to make sure he was 'presentable' when

they went anywhere. He didn't mindit was a small price to pay for love.

When they got outside, Rukia wasn't alone.


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"Good afternoon, Abarai-kun, Kurosaki-kun!" Orihime chirped happily. Chad lifted a hand and

waved casually. Ishida looked uncomfortable, but offered a polite "Hello" anyway. It had taken

several near-misses, but after saving each others' lives so many times this oddly matched groupof people had finally become a solid team. There were still the occasional personality clashes,

but as they learned to fight together they also learned to respect each other off the battlefield as

well.

"What're you guys doing here?" Ichigo looked surprised to see his classmates.

"Kuchiki-san called us." Orihime smiled brightly. "She thought we could all use some time off in

this heat. Isn't that a good idea?"

Rukia elbowed Renji in the ribs. "Ow! Ya, s'great." he tried not to rub the spot where she'd poked

him. He shrugged and gave upshe was going to get her way. "OK, where we goin'?"

It was just as hot at the nearly deserted beach, but the breeze coming off the water made itbearable. Orihime and Rukia were content to splash and dive, but Ichigo, Renji, Chad, and even

Ishida got caught up in a swimming competition. Unsurprisingly, Chad's natural stamina gave

him a large advantage, and eventually the others had to concede defeat.

The swimming was followed by an impromptu game of "Bury Ichigo in the Sand", which Ishidaturned out to be surprisingly good at. Ichigo took it all in good humour, until Rukia dumped a

bucket of water over him and turned his sandy prison into a mud hole. That turned out to be a

mistakeIchigo erupted out of the muddy mess, chased down the fleeing Rukia in less than a

dozen strides, and tossed her shrieking into the waves. Renji couldn't help laughing, and told her

she was lucky that was all she got.

This earned him a stuck out tongue, and led to another 'splash and gab' session between Rukiaand Orihime, while Chad 'helped' Ichigo rinse the mud off by dunking him under the waves.

Ishida sat on the beach with the waves lapping at his toes, smiling unguardedly for once at the

carefree antics of his companions.

It was, Renji had to admit, a damned sight better than sweating the afternoon away in Urahara's

bizarre basement. He found a shady, secluded spot and made himself comfortable in the sand. Hewatched with some amusement as Orihime tugged Ishida out into the water where she'd been

splashing with Rukia.

Except Rukia had disappeared, along with Chad and Ichigo. Renji looked up and down the beach

no sign of them. Alarmed, he sat up and prepared to focus in on their reiatsu. He lost his focus,

however, when a large amount of cold water splashed down over his head.

"Arghhh!" He could hear Rukia giggling as he spluttered. "What the hell was that for!" he

demanded. He wasn't really angryit was a very hot day, after allbut he couldn't let her getthe idea that it was OK to pull a stunt like that. He turned to see her doubled over with laughter,


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standing next to a very obviously smirking Ichigo. Chad smiled briefly and muttered something

about giving Orihime her treat before heading to the water's edge.

Renji removed his sodden headband, revealing the intricate network of tattoos running across his

forehead and down the sides of his neck. He pulled his dripping hair out of its usual spiky tail

and twisted it into a long red braid, trying and failing to hold a scowl as Rukia continuedlaughing.

"Oh lighten up!" Rukia grinned at him, dropping her bucket. "I got you something!" She thrustsomething cold and sticky into his hands. It was then he noticed that in addition to the ice cream

cone that Rukia quickly reclaimed once her hands were free, Ichigo was also carrying a handful

of empty popsicle sticks, having already finished his treat on the walk back from the canteen thatwas just barely visible beyond the rise of the sand.

"Oh thanks." He realized she'd given him his favourite flavour and forgave the bucket ofwater. He made quick work of the rapidly-melting concoction as the three of them sat together in

the warm sand. There were definitely some benefits to taking a day off at the beach.

"So what do ya" Renji stopped mid-word as he noticed Rukia was still enjoying her ice cream.

And enjoyingseemed too weak a word to describe the way she was savouring the sweet treat.

Rukia ran her tongue along the edge of the cone, trying to capture the drops that threatened to

spill down. She missed the very last, and a small river of vanilla ice cream trickled down over

her fingers. She made a soft noise of displeasure as she slowly sucked her fingers clean beforereturning her attention to the melting cone.

Renji swallowed hard, and tried to shift his weight subtlyshe'd tease him all day if she knew

the reaction she was causing... wait a minute. His eyes narrowed as he made the logical leap. Sheloved knowing she had the power to arouse him without lifting a finger. Not that he ever

complained. He was still amazed that he'd ever found the courage to reach out for her, and evenmore amazed that she'd eagerly reached back

A barely audible cough pulled his eyes off of his lover and reminded him that they weren't alone.Ichigo's attention was also riveted on Rukia, and by the flush on his cheeks Renji knew the

younger man had also figured out Rukia's little game. Renji reached out and tapped the other

shinigami on the shoulder, and Ichigo nearly jumped out of his skin.

"I think you should go rescue Chad and Ishida from Orihimelooks like they could use some

help, dontcha think?" It wasn't a requestIchigo got the point immediately and beat a hastyretreat, grateful for the excuse.

Seemingly unaware, Rukia continued eating her ice cream. Her pink tongue poked out frombetween lips that were bright from the cold and swirled around the inside of the cone before

pulling the creamy treat into her mouth. She looked at Renji then, mischief dancing in her blue

eyes. "See something you like?"


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He swallowed again. "Maybe." Damn she was good.

Rukia just smiled and bent her attention to the remains of her ice cream. She licked the drops offthe edge of the cone once more before opening her mouth to swallow up the peak at the top.

Renji bit back a groan. He was losing this battle; he knew it and he didn't care.

"I really like ice cream." Rukia murmured through a mouthful. She licked a smear off her lips.

"Do you like it, Renji?" She looked at him over the top of her cone. This wasn't about ice cream,

oh no.

"Yeah," his voice was rougher than usual. "I like it a lot." He was trembling now, and making noeffort to hide his arousal.

"Mmm." Rukia polished off the last of her treat, and began licking her sticky fingers, one by one.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Renji grabbed her hand and brought the last sticky finger into his own mouth. Rukia laughed, alow, sensual laugh, when he tickled her finger with his tongue. She slowly pulled her hand away,and drew herself up close. She could feel his trembling, and hear the hitch in his breath. It was all

she could do to control her own shivers.

Rukia leaned forward and briefly pressed her cool lips to his. She sat back on her heels before he

could take her into his arms and shatter her resolve to see the game through to the end.

His dark eyes stared into hers. "What is it, Renji?" she whispered.

"I" he cleared his throat, but he couldn't disguise the desire in his voice. "I want"

"Tell me," she urged. "Please, tell me what you want." There, she'd given him the hint.

A flush crept down his neck as he leaned in and pressed his forehead to hers. "Please, I want youto taste me like that." His voice was so soft it barely reached her ears. But it was enough.

"You only had to ask." She reached out and tugged his braid before cupping his cheek with onetiny hand, while the other slid down and adjusted his clothing. "You only ever have to ask," she

smiled as his eyes widened in understandingand then shock.

"IWait, Rukia, I didn't mean here" he hissed.

"Why not? No one is going to come over here, and no one can see me behind you." She cut offany further protests by capturing his lips with her own and occupying his tongue with more

interesting things than arguing with her. All the while her slender fingers continued their dance

below his waist.


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Rukia buried her face in Renji's shoulder to muffle her gasp of pleasure when his deft fingers slid

home. His thumb traced patterns on her as his fingers curled deeply in her warmth. Her body

arched in response to his familiar, knowing touch, and she felt the pressure building.

It happened all at once as he hit a new combination of sensitive spots, surprising them both.

Rukia gave a loud gasp and her fingers dug into Renji's shoulders as waves of ecstasy crashedover her. She shuddered against him for a long time, barely recognizing the panting breaths that

were her own. He stroked her hair and held her close until the quivering tension left her tiny

frame.

"Ohhh" she breathed heavily, finally loosening her grip on him.

Renji laughed softly. "That felt like fun," he teased her gently and kissed her when she blushed.

As often as they loved each other, they still sometimes surprised themselves into blushing. He

hoped that never changed.

Renji shifted Rukia in his lap so he could kiss her more comfortably. They sat there, armswrapped around each other, talking easily and sharing tender kisses until they were lured fromtheir tryst by the cheerful laughter echoing down the beach. Fingers loosely linked, they walked

down to the water's edge to rejoin their nearly forgotten companions, somehow managing to step

in stride. They were greeted enthusiastically by their friends, who dragged them bodily into thewaves.

Long before the sun went down, Renji agreed that Rukia had had the right idea to stop and enjoythe calm before the storm.

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