Chapter 36: Jealous Enough To Kill.

"Take that there! People this is a the Jaegerjaquez Christmas Ball! If this isn't perfect Ulqui-chan would never let me in one of his parties ever again! The drinks he gets are to die for! So show off your beauty like you never have before ladies and gents!" Rangiku yelled to the models wearing some of her winter line's outfit. She's supposed to host a catwalk in the beginning of the Ball so as to liven up the crowd and display her fashion to the world in literally one of the most anticipated events of the year. Ulquiorra actually allowed her for once, much convincing from Shiro but she doesn't need to know that, and she would be damned if she ruined this opportunity.

Shinji watched the whole thing with a serious frown on his face, taking down the things he would need to change about the model's stances or make up and if they needed to exchange an outfit on one with another on a notepad. He was so focused that he didn't even sense a sly fox's presence.

"My. My. My.~ Aren't you a hard worker?" The voice of Gin surprised him but he didn't let it show, making a humming spud of affirmation before looking back up at one of his own models. He was given charge over a few of these big named people's wardrobe and makeup and it made Shinji flattered that Rangiku trusted him so much.

"Isn't that Fredrick? Rangiku's been gushing about him for weeks! The oh so charming, handsome and suave gentleman from France with beautiful, curly light brown hair and an adorable dimple when he smiles. I don't see the appeal." Gin murmured to himself as he glared at the figure Shinji had set his eyes on, making the blonde smile, smirk more like it.

"Jealous Snake-eyes?" He couldn't help but tease, he thought Gin's only emotion was amusement. This though, this is interesting.

"Yes. I can be very charming too. And I know I'm handsome." Shinji blinked at the comment. Then again. And again. He laughed at the oddly ridiculous man until he had cramps, he looked up to see a pouting Gin and then he laughed again, falling into Gin's side because he couldn't stand anymore.

"Fucking hell Snake-eyes. Never…do that…Again." Shinji breathed out, a few giggles coming out here and there and Gin's smile returned, though smaller and more real. He wouldn't admit it, not even to Rangiku or Aizen, but Shinji's really a good guy, and Gin wouldn't mind being his friend. It's a breath of fresh air being in the world of the wealthy for so very long.

"Seriously Gin. Don't worry about anyone stealing your precious Ran. She's too into you and Fredrick's definitely gay." Shinji calmed down and patted the sly fox's shoulder before he headed for the backstage to deal with all the models before they snapped due to Rangiku's increasingly rude attitude.

"She is? And how do you know he's gay?" Gin asked with a raised eyebrow.

Shinji looked back, not having walked that far away from Gin to begin with and rose an eyebrow of his own.

"The way a lot of people find out. We had sex."

Oh. Ohhhhh. Shit. Aizen-sama isn't going to like that.

"Sooooo Shinji…You wouldn't possibly want to go out for a drink or two...would you?" It truly amazed him how he could turn such powerful and confident men into nervous schoolboys. I'm not that good at sex, am I?

"Not now. Too much work then I need to go home to check on my family." Shinji pressed his lips into a fine line at that word. Shiro's…just a friend now, a brother. Nothing else and why the fuck isn't he over this already?! It hurts. It hurts so much and that angered him because his hurting makes Shiro have that annoyingly sad, puppy dog look of guilt on his handsome face.

"Oh…okay." Fredrick sighed, instead of his runway costume, he wore a pair of acid-washed denims jeans, black running shoes and a navy turtleneck shirt that looked very cozy to wear.

They were all done for the day, Shinji and Fredrick being last to leave the practice room, Shinji to go over everything they had gathered from the preparations and Fredrick just to ask out his recent crush.

"Another time." Shinji assured him with a smile, chuckling when the younger man's cheeks dusted pink. He's younger but taller and more muscular than Shinji, even with his bright blue eyes and baby face.

"Y-yes. Okay. Uhm. H-how about n-next week?" He stuttered, cursing himself under his breath for being a complete spaz but Shinji chuckled. It was oddly cute though the adorable way Fredrick acted made Shinji feel like either a cougar or a pedophile. Never mind that it's only a two year difference.

"Su-"

"Hmm. So this is what you're into Hirako-san?" That voice. That deep, chocolate smooth and velvety voice that sent shivers down Shinji's back. He hadn't heard that voice in months and it was suddenly coming from behind him.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" Fredrick asked, glaring at the taller and admittedly, gorgeous brunette in a well tailored and expensive grey suit. He leaned against the backstage door with one hand in his pocket and the other on his smiling lips. His eyes remained on Shinji's unmoving form and never strayed.

"That slimy little bastard." Fredrick looked surprised at Shinji's hateful words and was even more surprised when he was pulled down for a rough but still pleasing kiss from the blonde that reminded him of a tornado.

Shinji forced his mouth open and did that 'thing' with his pierced tongue and Fredrick became a moaning mess, letting Shinji have his way with him.

The blonde opened a narrow eye, glaring at the brunette who had stopped smiling as he practically fucked the model's mouth with his tongue.

The kiss had barely lasted a minute when Shinji pulled away, amused with Fredrick's dazed expression.

"Go home Freddie. I have…a meeting with this guy." Shinji's amused look turned into one if annoyance as he looked back at Aizen who glared right back.

Fredrick nodded, still in a trance, before leaving through the curtains.

And then there were two.

"What do you want Sousuke?" Shinji asked first, sharply turning to the man with clenched fists.

Aizen didn't respond. He dropped his other hand from his lips to place in his pockets as he leaned off the door and slowly walked towards Shinji. The one man to ever surprise him, to make him feel unbalanced, to turn his world upside down with a simple kiss.

He stopped when he was only a foot away from Shinji. His eyes moving all over Shinji's form with a calculating look burning in his eyes and like before, the look made the blonde feel like he's being violated or like he's naked.

"What is it already?! What is up with you?! Why won't you leave me alone?! That night we had sex was a mistake. I told you that so can we please move on!? I don't want to date you or be with you or anything at all to do with you! You're literally stalking me y'know?! I mean c'mon! You can have people way better than me so just…just let me be!" Shinji snapped after weeks, upon weeks, of calls and texts and Gin asking him to go out with 'Aizen-sama' and he's just done.

His eyes widened comically when Aizen placed a warm, tender, hand on his right cheek and used a thumb to caress his cheekbone. A small smile on his face.

"It is good to see you are doing well Hirako-san." Aizen wasn't exactly sure what was going on. All he knew was that he missed the fiery blonde that never wasted time to tell him to get lost yet could still have the most lovely demeanor Aizen has ever encountered. Everything about Shinji's just so honest and out there, the complete opposite to Aizen.

Shinji was speechless. Dumbfounded. Flabbergasted. He. Was. Lost.

Aizen? Being gentle? He looks so sincere too. Like he genuinely means what he had said, but…Aizen. He's the lord of deceit and Shinji could always tell but…if that were true then Shinji could also tell that Aizen wasn't lying.

"Anyway, the reason for my visit was to pick up Gin. Why would I stalk you? I am nothing but a gentleman Hirako-san." Shinji rose an eyebrow at that, making Aizen chuckle and take a step back. The urge to kiss away that other's lips from the blonde's was increasing so he needed to make some space.

"Then why can't you take no for an answer?" Shinji sighed out as he rubbed the side of his head with two fingers. A very stressful day.

"I am a gentleman but I am also what one would call a warrior. I do not give up until I've either win or died. Also, I genuinely like you Hirako-san." Shinji's eyes widened again. What is with him?! Coming in here and declaring shit like that! Why's my fucking heart beating like that? Why are his eyes suddenly deeper than before? Why, oh tell me why, the fuck are my cheeks warmer than the rest of my fucking body?! What the fuck is going on?!

"Well. That is all I believe. I won't be bothering you while you work any further Hirako-san. Good day." Aizen said with a small and respectful bow of his head before turning away.

Shinji opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. He jumped a little when Aizen stopped, turned and marched back towards him with an irritated expression on his face.

Next thing Shinji knew, his back was against the wall at the end of the stage and Aizen's warm and demanding lips were tearing out whimpers and yelps from Shinji.

Shinji took handfuls of Aizen's suit jacket as the man grazed his lower lip with his teeth, making the blonde shiver and gasp. Aizen slowly, ever so slowly, wrapped his tongue around Shinji's and sucked, drawing out a deep moan from the blonde. He licked, sucked and groaned into every corner of Shinji's mouth without remorse, both hands on Shinji's face and being so gentle at the same time so intense. And when he slowly tugged on the blond's tongue piercing, the sounds that escaped Shinji's lips nearly undid Aizen.

Shinji felt like a fog had replaced his mind because he was allowing Aizen to do such beautiful things to him. He cleared as much of his mind as he could and decided that he would at least get one moan out of him.

The blonde wrapped his arms around Aizen's strong shoulders and tried to pull him even closer, then sucked on his lower lip. The way the brunette moaned with potent need into Shinji's mouth nearly made the rude blonde lose his composure there and then.

Aizen's moved to Shinji's hips, not wondering but instead rubbing circles on the skin after he had placed his hands under the shirt.

Aizen slowly pulled away, not stopping the movement of his thumbs, and watched Shinji who rested his head against Aizen's chest, breathing heavily as well as gasping and moaning from the ministrations his hips were receiving. They're two of his sweet spots, his hips, and Aizen knew this.

Who knew one night of sex could tell someone so much about a person?

Shinji looked up, shaking with so much need and gasping not for breath but for more. He saw how Aizen was breathing heavily as well and those swollen lips and Shinji was ready to take him somewhere and have his way with the confusing man who was holding him with care Shinji didn't think he could have.

"I apologize Hirako-san…but…I couldn't leave…without getting rid…of the other's taste." Aizen apologized, trying to calm down because as much as he couldn't believe it himself, he didn't want to have sex with Shinji. Not yet. He didn't feel like being called a mistake again.

Shinji let out a breath of a laugh, at both the comment and himself. His mind started to clear up and he couldn't believe how ready he was to just go out with Aizen and have long, hard and very passionate sex. What was this man doing to him?

"Jealous Aizen?" Shinji asked breathlessly as he looked at Aizen's slightly troubled face with a tired smirk.

Sousuke hummed at the back of his throat before leaning down and pressing a gentle and chaste kiss to Shinji's swollen lips, smiling at the sound of Shinji sighing into the kiss, and spoke with his lips still feathery touching Shinji's.

"Yes. Jealous enough to kill." Aizen was sure those were words he had never said or felt in his entire life.

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