Author's Note: Hey everyone. I'm back. I don't want to take up all this space telling you what has happened with me, but if you are wondering I have posted it on my profile. I had every intention of doing both chapters of this fic together, but it just didn't happen that way. So here is chapter 2.…. Finally. I hope you enjoy.

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Senses of Squad Eight

Chapter 2: Kyouraku

Sight

Most people would say that Nanao Ise's appearance hasn't changed much since she came to Squad Eight, but Kyouraku could see the difference. It wasn't a very big change. Her uniform was still as crisp as the first day he saw her, and she still wears her hair in the same tight knot. Her glasses still flashed the same bright silver in the sun.

The changes had taken time, many, many years, in fact.

It makes him smile a little each time he sees her hair up in a different color clip, not just the stark black one he had seen for twenty years. Occasionally he has had to dodge her fan or tome when he couldn't stop himself from playing with the wisps of hair that fall around her face.

And while her stride had always been no no-nonsense and hurried, he has come to notice that sometimes she will slow down and just stroll.

He has come to love seeing every smile that slips past her tight control.

Shunsui liked to think that he had caused those changes, small though they may be. Progress is still progress.

Sound

Shunsui Kyouraku has come to love the sound of his Vice-Captain's voice. Whether she be barking orders to her subordinates, or nagging her Captain. Her voice was usually stern. She didn't let much get by her control, but he noticed that when she thought he was napping in the office, she would hum softly. Little did she know that he had taken to pretending to sleep more than he was actually sleeping.

He has also came to appreciate the soft little sounds she makes. Just before battle she will sigh softly as if to say, "Well lets go then." When they are alone together he absolutely loves the quiet moans and gasps she just can't suppress.

But nothing compares to her laugh. Be it a soft chuckle or a full out giggle. For so long he thought he would never hear her laugh, and now every time he does it brings a smile to his own lips.

Smell

Shunsui has came to love the sent of parchment, ink, and peppermint tea. Separate, they don't really have a distinct smell, but together they are his Nanao-chan. No, it isn't an exotic perfume, but it always manages to make his heart race.

Touch

The first time he touched his Nanao-chan, it was only her hand, he received a smack from her small fan. He thought it was completely worth it. She had deceptively delicate hands.

Her hands barely compare, however, to the rest of the package. Her skin is softer than the silk of his favorite hoari. Her hair would make a baby birds feathers seam coarse in comparison. And the first time he felt her tender lips on his skin he just knew his heart had stopped and he was in heaven.

Taste

Kyouraku had speculated and dreamed of tasting his Nanao-chan for so long, that when it finally became a reality he had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. For many decades he had speculated on what she would taste like, but he just wasn't prepared for that first kiss.

She was sweet, almost decadent; more potent that the best sake he had ever drank, sweeter than the finest chocolate he had brought back from the living world, and it made him wonder if he would ever survive without it.

Author's Note: Thank you to everyone that's read Chapter 1: Nanao. I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to update, but here it is. I hope you enjoyed it. Please read and review. Special thanks to the following people who reviewed Chapter 1:

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