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Title: Paying Attention
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Hisagi Shuuhei/Kira Izuru
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: fluff like woah, vague mentions of sex, Shuu being suggestive
Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo and related companies, I just like to play with his characters
Summary: Izuru knew, always knew when there was something Shuuhei wanted to hide from him.
Author's notes: Written for the [livejournal.com profile] shuukira's Valentine's exchange. It's still Valentine's here ^^' This was written for [livejournal.com profile] beautifvl_flaw. I managed to use all three of your prompts, 'starlight', 'what are you hiding?' and 'hot weather' :3 I hope you like it ^-^

Izuru knew, always knew when there was something Shuuhei wanted to hide from him. Shuuhei absolutely could not keep a secret, with his actions if not necessarily his words, especially not when he was excited about it. But he’d sulk if Izuru called him out on it before he was ready to reveal it, so the blonde had grown used to pretending he didn’t see a lot of things.

The abashed, shifty look Shuuhei gave him after slamming the door shut on the cupboard told Izuru there was something special in there, but he didn’t ask, not wanting to ruin the fun. He didn’t comment and simply handed Shuuhei the papers he had come to deliver.

The next day, coming across Shuuhei in the corridor, the shifty look was back and the front of his shihakushou hung extremely oddly. Izuru had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing at him; he’d never had to concentrate more to keep a straight face in his life. Shuuhei looked panicked, clutching anxiously at the shape barely concealed by his clothes, so Izuru exchanged greetings with him and made an excuse to move on, ignoring the look of relief flitting across Shuuhei’s face.

As the days passed and nothing happened, Izuru began to grow more and more curious. Shuuhei had never been able to go this long before without revealing what he’d been doing. Izuru wasn’t even suspicious when the got the note asking him to come to Shuuhei’s office to pick up some papers.

Assuming he was busy packing up, it was the end of the work day after all, Izuru quickly tidied his desk and hurried over to ninth.

“Hisagi-san, I’m-” he broke off, staring in surprise at the familiar office. The desk had been pushed back to make room for the table now in the centre, two chairs arranged around it. The room was lit by red and white candles dotted around, and a two strings of low, purple lanterns, crossing each other over the table.

Shuuhei grinned as he took Izuru’s hand, leading the stunned shinigami into the room and letting the door close behind him as he handed him a glass of champagne.

“How did you… When did you…?” Izuru breathed, staring, wide-eyed at the decorations. There was confetti on the table; heart shaped, and gold, sparkling in the low light.

“Spent most of today sorting it out.” Shuuhei murmured, unable to hide how pleased he was with the reaction he’d gotten. “Do you know what day it is?” The blonde shook his head and Shuuhei gently took his chin between his fingers, tilting Izuru’s head towards him and kissing him. “It’s Valentine’s. A human tradition, but…”

Izuru smiled against Shuuhei’s lips, brushing another kiss to them. “It’s beautiful, Shuuhei.” The brunette’s grin at his name was infectious, and Izuru grinned happily back. He finally took a sip of his champagne, humming appreciatively. “This is good.”

“Nothing but the best.” Shuuhei murmured, holding up his glass. Izuru chuckled but clinked his against Shuuhei’s before they both took a sip, Shuuhei leading him over to sit down after they had.

The blonde blushed as Shuuhei handed him a beautifully wrapped package. “I haven’t gotten you anyth-” Shuuhei pressed a finger to his lips, stopping him.

“Traditionally, you return the favour on White day, March 14th, Izuru.” he explained with a gentle grin and Izuru smiled back, nodding slowly.

“Though I don’t think I can top this.”

Shuuhei laughed. “We never had a proper first date.” he said lightly. The reminder made Izuru blush again. Just remembering that first night made heat wash over him; the heat of the mid summer’s night when they both finally admitted their feelings and fell into bed together, sake helping them along, and the heat of Shuuhei’s body against his.

“Open your present.” The words brought him back, Izuru glancing up to see Shuuhei practically bouncing in his seat. He smiled indulgently, running his hands over the pink bow.

“But it’s wrapped so nicely.” he teased, laughing at Shuuhei’s huff, before finally, though still carefully, tugging to undo the bow and peeling back the silver paper. “Shuuhei.” he gasped, staring down at the box.

“I saw it, and…” Shuuhei shrugged, smiling softly. Izuru looked up at him, shocked, and blinking hard.

“Where did you find this?”

“Street market in Rukongai. Guy said he’d found it.” Izuru shakily traced the kanji hand carved into the wooden box -his name, and his mother’s- swallowing as he nudged the handle and heard a familiar chord sound.

“It still works.” he breathed. His mother had given him this music box when he was very small, telling him that the song was one her mother had sung to her each night. She’d had this made specially for him and they’d both sung along with the music every night, and every time he had a nightmare. He was devastated when he lost it.

Shuuhei settled a hand on Izuru’s, squeezing gently. “I thought it was the same one as the one you’d told me you’d lost.” Izuru nodded, not sure he could say anything. “Open it.” Shuuhei whispered.

Trembling, Izuru turned the handle, fighting back tears as that familiar melody filled the room. The lid opened by itself once the song had finished, and Izuru smiled shakily when he saw what was inside.

He lifted out the chocolate heart bearing his and Shuuhei’s names first, then slowly, reverently, took out the small replica of his box.

“I thought I should get you something traditional.” Shuuhei said softly, touching the heart. “I made it.“ he added with a grin. “Now open that one.”

Izuru took a shaky breath, but did as Shuuhei said, flipping the catch and watching the lid spring up. He shut his eyes tight when the box began to play the song Shuuhei had sung to him that first time he’d had a nightmare, when he told Shuuhei about this first box and how losing it had made it impossible for him to sleep after a bad dream; after losing that last comfort, that last connection to his mother.

Shuuhei slipped out of his seat to wrap his arms around Izuru, holding him tight. “Zu, baby, open your eyes, and look.” he entreated, kissing the blonde’s cheek. Izuru opened watery eyes, blinking as he looked into the small box. He grinned, albeit shakily, at the picture of himself and Shuuhei, both smiling widely, Shuuhei flashing the peace sign, that fitted snugly inside. Shuuhei reached out, carefully unfolding a long chain from the light-weight box.

“You can keep this one with you.” he whispered, taking Izuru’s hand in his own and closing the box, stopping the song and locking the catch back into place, before he hung it around the blonde’s neck.

Izuru swallowed several times, speechless. “Shuuhei, I…”

“I know, Izuru.”

Izuru turned and kissed him hard, closing his hand over the box through his clothes.

“Hisagi Shuuhei, when will you cease to surprise me?” he asked softly, croaking slightly.

Shuuhei grinned cheekily. “When you stop being so easy to surprise.”

“Hey now.” Izuru answered with a smile. “To be fair, I could hardly have expected this.”

He laughed. “No, I guess not.” Shuuhei hugged him one last time before standing and settling back in his chair, grinning happily to himself as Izuru tried to surreptitiously wipe his eyes on his sleeve. “Now~” The brunette clicked his fingers and a waiter appeared from the connecting room, setting down a plate in front of each of them before leaving again, making Izuru jump.

Izuru raised an eyebrow at Shuuhei. “Are you going to romance me, Shuu?”

“Well it’s about time I did, isn’t it?” he replied, still grinning. “And after we’ve eaten, I’m going to take you outside, under the stars, where I’m going to feed you that chocolate.” his voice drops to a sultry purr. “And do what I did on our real first date, my valentine.”

Izuru blushes furiously but can’t help but grin. “Happy Valentine’s day to you too.”
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