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The moment Kira opened his eyes he flinched at the light coming through the curtains. Growning, he turned his head to the side feeling the taste of old sake in his mouth. He had some light memories of the night before, but nothing after the drinking game. His head ache pounded through his skull, he might have exaggerated this time... The older he got, the more difficult it was to recover from these hangovers.
At least someone brought him home, he would need to thank whoever it was.
His arms hurt and his neck stung as the sheets rubbed his skin. It almost felt like sandpaper, like the day after a bad sunburn.
“What the hell did you do last night?” he asked himself as he tried to sit, only to stop midway, mortified. His bottom was sore in an usual way. Looking down, he moved the sheets to find himself completely naked.
“Shit.”
It was entirely unmistaken that he had sex with someone, and the bite marks in the innerside of his thighs showed that whoever it was had had his fun with him.
Looking around the bedroom he saw the discarded lube next to the futon with also several discarded pieces of clothing, some of them clearly not his. It didn’t come to his mind until he heard noise coming from the bathroom that he wasn’t alone. The person was opening the door and for whatever stupid reason, Kira begin to panic and decided to do the only thing he could think of which was to lay down and pretend to sleep.
By the sound of it, the person started to roam around, getting dressed.
Kira wondered why he didn’t have the courage to face the person; sure it had been a long time since he had a one night stand, but the thought that it had been with someone from yesterday’s party made his stomach twirl.
He tried to stabilise his breathing as much as he could, as he felt the person coming closer to him and caressing his face softly. Followed by a sigh, the person left, empting the house completely.
Re-opening his eyes, he tried to get up as fast as his body allowed to check who it was in the window, but due to the ache he wasn’t quick enough.
“Dammit.”
He spent the night with one of his friends and didn’t know who it was. Maybe it was for the greater good, pretending he didn’t know anything. That was exactly what he should do, forget that he woke up with marks all over his body and the sweet ache in his ass.
It wasn’t that easy. During work time he couldn’t stop thinking about it. Who in the world did he screw with? It made him paranoid. It was as if every person he looked at, knew and he didn’t. The way they all stared at his marked neck. The silent judgement and the knowing eyes stating “you fucked him ”.
He could always ask someone right? Matsumoto probably knew whoever it was that took him home? That was assuming that he didn’t do anything at the party. Oh god, what if he did something at the party?! What if everyone really knew?? Everyone, but him…
Maybe he could just call Hisagi and ask if he made a fool of himself. No, wait, he didn’t need anyone to help him. He was smart, he could figure this out. Find who it was on his own.
And then what?
Then he would think about what to do. First he had to know the person, and maybe he could do it by figuring out what happened once they started to play the drinking game.
At that time, he remembered 6 people were there besides him, after the majority of the Lieutenants left. There was Matsumoto, Abarai, Akon, Ayasegawa, Madarame, and Hisagi. He could leave out Matsumoto for obvious reasons, and focus on the remaining ones.
He was sitting between Abarai and Ayasegawa when they started the game and then… nothing. He didn’t remember anything! How was he going to figure out who it was?
Well, the world was about to help him.
5. Abarai
“Kira, why are you hiding behind that vase?”
From all of the people in his list, there was definitely a person that he didn’t mind it to be the one who slept with him, but he didn’t want to think too much about it to not be disappointed afterwards. But there was also one person that he absolutely didn’t want it to be, and that was Abarai Renji.
Abarai was a handsome man, no doubt about it, but he was like a brother to Kira, and it was such a big turn off that he wouldn’t be able to live with himself, if it had been him.
Kira had been hiding from Abarai since they met at Fourth Squad 10 minutes ago. The redhead, persisting, followed him everywhere and was easily able to track him.
“Kira?”
He tried to crawl away only to be caught by the collar of his uniform.
“Where are you going?”
He finally faced Abarai and frowned as the redhead looked at him with a black eye.
“Abarai-kun your eye!”
“Why are you running?”
“What happened to you?”
“I asked you first.”
“I… are you really okay, who hurt you?” Kira asked, not being able to look away.
“It was during that stupid game yesterday, Madarame-san punched me.”
“Oh.” The drinking game made him do this.
“Why were you hiding Kira?”
“I didn’t want to see anyone.”
Abarai raised a tattooed eyebrow and then smirked.
“Ah I get it, you didn’t want anyone to see that hickey in the back of your head.” He pushed down the collar, and Kira got away. “Holy shit, he fucking mauled you.”
“Stop it!”
Wait, he ?
So this meant, it wasn’t Abarai? Instant relief came, but was short-lived as Captain Kuchiki arrived.
“Gotta go, Kira. See ya!”
“W-wait, Abarai-kun?”
Kira was left behind as the Sixth Squad leaders walked away.
4. Akon
Knowing it wasn’t Abarai, made the day pass by easier. However, when his Captain asked him to accompany him to the Ninth Squad, he couldn’t stop the butterflies in his belly. There was a 1 in 4 chance that he had intercourse with the love of his life, which made him want to throw up as well, because there was a 75% chance that he didn’t.
As they faced the door to Captain Muguruma’s office, the butterflies almost left through his mouth as it opened and a familiar tall brunet left.
Except this one was wearing a white coat and when he turned around revealed the three small horns in his forehead.
“Izuru, I will be quick, please wait here.”
“Of course, Otoribashi-Taichou.”
Akon greeted them and waited until Otoribashi entered the office.
“What’s up?” Akon asked, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket.
“Uh, all good, and you?”
“Fucking head ache from yesterday. I don’t know where they got so much booze, but as sure as hell I’m not going to drink for a month.”
“Yeah, same.”
There was an awkward silence between them, with Akon nervously rolling the cigarette between his fingers.
“Say, Kira-san, do you have a minute while I smoke? I want to talk now if possible.”
“Talk?”
“Yes, you know… about yesterday?”
Oh no… it was Akon, it was Akon, it was him, wasn’t it?
“I promise it will be quick, I just want to clarify something.”
Oh, and here comes the rejection. Not that he was completely upset with it as he had no interest in pursuing a relationship with Akon, but he just hoped he wasn’t that bad of a lay.
“S-sure.” Putting a small smile on his face he followed Akon to the courtyard and waited as the man lit and smoked. It was going to be the most awkward conversation of his life, but the sooner it happened, the sooner it would finish right?
“So, last night…” Akon was a good-looking man in his own way. He was normally anti-social and sometimes too pragmatic, but he was definitely reliable. Definitely had potential to be a Lieutenant if the opportunity came. “I kept thinking about what you were saying and I decided to not pursue her. I mean she has severe daddy issues and it’s not worth to put my career in risk or life.”
“What?”
“Nemu, she doesn’t like me in that way, and honestly I don’t want the hassle.”
“Nemu?”
“Yeah, Nemu. Are you okay, you keep repeating everything I say.”
“I’m sorry Akon-san, yesterday is a bit fuzzy for me.”
“Yeah, I can see it in your neck,” Akon exhaled from his smoke, “guess we both got lucky, uh?”
Ah, it was him! Oh no…
“Yeah, about that-”
“Can’t believe he finally made the move. You have no idea how many nights I spent with him where he would just talk non-stop about you.”
“Eh, what do you mean?”
“He’s completely in l- oh your Captain is calling for you. Sorry to bother you with my problems and thank you for your advice yesterday, even though I won’t pursue Nemu I still had a good night with Rangiku and I got myself a second date, so… have a good day.”
Kira saw Akon leaving even more confused than he was when he woke up.
Both Abarai and Akon seemed to know who it was, and Akon said the person was interested in him for a while?
Just… who was it?
3. Madarame
The worst thing about having sex with a unknown person is that someone has seen him in his most vulnerable state and Kira had no memory of it. He wondered who initiated, did they flirt, did they kiss? He couldn’t deny that he was a little bit touch starved and he really would have liked to have at least one glimpse of the night in his memories.
After leaving the Ninth Squad, Kira followed his Captain to the entrance of Seireitei where they were going to meet the sixth year students of the Academy and guide them around. This task always fell under two random squads, and to Kira’s surprise, he couldn’t help the dread in his stomach when he saw two familiar faces from the Eleventh Squad.
The first one to see him back was Madarame who grinned at him in a strange way and winked at him.
Winked.
At him.
Kira gulped realizing that he had a small memory of the previous night of a laughing Madarame who was on top of him shirtless.
He was the one, wasn’t he? And that was why Ayasegawa was glaring at him with a thousand knives.
Kira stuck to his Captain as much as he could avoiding the flirtatious smiles that the bald man was sending to him. It almost looked like he wanted more!
Was… Did… would Kira need to deny him?
Midway through the presentation, Madarame finally made his move to Kira’s side.
“Hello, hello, look who’s here.”
“H-hello Madarame-san,” he tried to move faster following the students, but Madarame kept the same pace.
“I’m surprised you can even walk.” The face Madarame made was more shocking than the words. Kira couldn’t help the blush in his face.
Like, really? Of course he could walk. Even if it hurt a lot, and he had to use a donut pillow during the morning when working in his office.
“I really did a number on you, uh? But gotta say that you also really whooped my ass yesterday.”
Wait, what? Kira also topped him?
“It has been a long time since I got my ass kicked like yesterday.”
That was… unexpected.
“I even told my Captain, that’s why he keeps eyeing you. He wants in too.”
“T-too?”
“Yeah, he says he’s looking forward to seeing what you can do.”
Kira didn’t even know what he could do! Kenpachi was now interested in him?
“Wants to feel your strength, and the intensity of your kido.”
Kira stopped walking and tilted his head.
“Kido?”
“Yeah, I told him how you knocked me out when we sparred yesterday and now he wants to fight you. I know I already said this yesterday, but you’re a waste outside the 11th. Just leave those weaklings at the 3rd and join us!”
Oh, so that was what he meant. He laughed nervously as Ayasegawa joined them.
“Ikkaku keeps talking about it since he woke up this morning. Just tell him no already or he won’t give up.”
“Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, Madarame-san, but I’m not interested in changing Squads at this moment.”
“Ah fuch, you guys are no fun.”
Madarame walked away whining, while Ayasegawa stayed behind.
“Kira, we need to talk.”
2. Ayasegawa
“We need to talk!”
“Okay…”
The Fifth seat grabbed his arm and pulled him to the side. Kira wanted to protest as they had to follow the students, but the look in his face made him falter.
“Kira, about last night. You cannot tell anyone about it. I mean it! If anyone figures it out, I will make sure no one finds your body when I’m through with you.
“Okay…?”
This was unexpected… he wasn’t counting that Ayasegawa would ever look his way, but by the way he was talking he seemed that he was the one who he had sex with, and now felt the shame of Kira being below his standards.
“Look, it was a mistake, alright? I wasn’t thinking properly, and then Matsumoto made that stupid rule in the game and I couldn’t back it up, you know? I’m not a coward!”
“O-okay…”
Ayasegawa was so upset, his cheeks flushed red.
“And it’s not like you’re a bad person, Kira, it's just that it really bothered me, because I thought at least we were the same size, but no, you had to be smaller!”
Ouch, right in the ego. Kira looked away in shame; he always thought he was average, but hearing it from Ayasegawa that his size was upsetting… Kira wanted to dig a whole in the ground and disappear.
“I have a reputation to maintain, okay?”
“Okay.”
“So, don’t fucking tell anyone I wear a size L shihakushou.”
1.Hisagi
By the end of the day, Kira’s head ache was bigger than when he woke up. The rollercoaster of emotions he went through made him so tired that by the time he arrived home, he could barely think.
He took a shower in an automatic mode, and he only thought again about the anonymous night stand when he laid down on his bed.
It hadn’t been Abarai, Akon or Madarame, or Ayasegawa. Which meant only one person was left, but there was a big chance it wasn’t him, right? Maybe on his way home, Kira in his horny desperate state just picked a random dude and let the person fuck his brains out.
It couldn’t be Hisagi, because otherwise, it could mess up their friendship, and having Hisagi rejecting him was going to absolutely destroy him.
But what if it was? What if it was him that left those marks in his body, love bites all over from neck to the bottom of his legs.
What if they had done it and he had no memory of it?
Kira grabbed a pillow and muffled his face screaming at it. How frustrating it was! This was why he didn’t sleep around, he hated the complications!
Amongst his temper tantrum, he almost missed the knock at his door. It was an odd time for someone to visit him, so he walked cautiously trying to sense who it was, but the hangover still made all reiatsu mingle.
When he opened the door, though, all the uneasiness he felt during the dissipated for two reasons:
One, because it was Hisagi and, two, because Hisagi’s neck and visible skin was as ravaged as he was.
Oh God… please…
“Hey Kira,” Hisagi shyly spoke.
“Hey Hisagi-san.”
Hisagi smiled, and he let it sink in for the millionth time that this man was the most beautiful person he ever met and probably would ever meet.
“Can I come in?”
“Of course!” Kira let the brunet walk inside and closed the door behind.
“Sorry, I haven’t said anything, the day was crazy.”
“No worries, was the same for me.”
They stared at each other in silence for a moment. The marks Hisagi had were so big that Kira wondered how intense it was the night before.
“Hmm… about last night, I was kinda wondering if… you know…”
“Want to do it again?” he asked without thinking, and the moment he did it part of him regretted it because Hisagi looked so surprised and-
“Yes! Oh my god, yes! I was so drunk I only remember certain parts, but I want more, fuck Kira, I don’t want it to be a one time thing.”
“Me neither, I want to be with you!”
Hisagi responded by grabbing him into a hug, his arms wrapping around his body thighly.
“I was so afraid you would say no Kira! I kept thinking you were regretting it.”
“No, Hisagi-san, the only thing I regret is not remembering last night.”
Hisagi smiled widely and carefully caressed his face, just like he did that morning.
“I can show you some of the things I remember.”
And as Hisagi leaned down for a kiss, he could only reply, “I would love to.”
Although, he didn’t say to Hisagi that as their lips met, many flashbacks of the night before returned; drunk kisses, followed by limbs and naked bodies sliding together, with confessions and I love you’s said mid-orgasm, and promises to do it all over again the next day.
Kira closed his eyes and pulled Hisagi closer as he smiled in their kiss, they did keep their promise to each other.