My name is not Tite Kubo. I do not own Bleach. I would love to own Shuuhei... but sadly that hasn't happened yet.

"Don't you think this is wrong?" Kira asked as he followed Shuuhei down the street.

"No," he replied, his eyes not leaving the woman he was following. She had caught his attention when he first walked through the senkai gate. She had auburn hair that fell past her shoulders and bright sea green eyes. She was beautiful and Shuuhei wanted to know her name. He wanted to talk to her. He had never been this strongly attracted to a woman. The shinigami followed her, one of them unwillingly. The woman entered a restaurant and Shuuhei watched her join a table with several other women.

"I need a gigai," Shuuhei told his friend.

"Hisagi-san, this isn't part of our mission," Kira reminded his friend.

"I have to talk to her." The blonde vice captain sighed. They walked the short distance to the Urahara shop to get a gigai. "Kira, we need to figure out what the enemy is looking for. They're quiet right now but it won't last. Call me when Matsumoto gets here."

Kira nodded. He didn't agree with Shuuhei leaving but he knew he couldn't stop him. Shuuhei merged with his gigai and headed back to the restaurant.

As Shuuhei walked into the restaurant, he saw and heard her laugh. Finding a seat near her table, he watched her, trying not to stare constantly.

...

They met monthly for dinner. They had been friends for a long time. She was the only one of them not in a relationship and for Ai, that was fine with her. She was focused on her career.

"Ai, that guy keeps looking at you," said the friend who sat beside her.

"Which one?" Ai asked. She was used to men looking at her. It came with her job.

"The one in the khakis and sleeveless black shirt."

Ai stole a glance and raised her brows. "Sexy." Her friends laughed.

"I would have gone for 'muscular'."

"No. There's more to him than his biceps," Ai said as she glanced up at Shuuhei again. "He has scars and tattoos and something tells me he has a brain and uses it. He's not one of those bodybuilders with no brains."

"Ai, you can't know that for sure."

"No. I can go ask him if you want."

"No. You don't know him."

Ai shrugged. "Any man I'm going to met, I'm not going to know. Besides, who is it that keeps telling me I need to get out more often and start dating again?" Someone changed the subject but Ai's mind kept returning to Sexy. She wondered what his name was and if she was right about him. She couldn't keep up with the conversation going on around her. "I'll be right back," Ai told her friends as she stood. They started to protest but she ignored them. She walked toward Shuuhei. Their eyes met and as she looked into his grey eyes, Ai felt something. It wasn't a spark, it was more intense than that. Her heart began to race as she walked past him. Shuuhei couldn't take his eyes off her. As Ai turned the corner to the bathroom, she gave him one last look before she disappeared. Shuuhei started to get up to follow her but the phone in his pocket began to vibrate.

Ai stood at the sink in the bathroom and tried to catch her breath. She hadn't expected that kind of reaction when she had met his eye. It took a minute for her breathing to slow down and her heart to return to its normal beat.

Shuuhei snapped the phone closed. He wondered if she was still waiting but she walked past him and he knew he had missed his chance.

"What took you so long?" Ai's friend asked as she sat down at the table.

She told them about her reaction to Sexy. "I thought he would have followed me."

"He probably would have but he got a phone call."

Ai frowned for a second, wondering what he sounded like. "So where are we meeting next month?" she asked her friends as she pulled a planner out of her purse.

Shuuhei watched her but she never looked back up at him. She gathered her things and left the restaurant with her friends. He wondered if he'd ever see her again and debating on leaving and following her.

"You can't be waiting for someone. You've been here too long for that." She had noticed he hadn't had dinner while at the restaurant.

Shuuhei looked up and smiled. "Maybe she just got here." He motioned to the seat across from him and she sat.

Smiling at him, she introduced herself. "I'm Ai Koizumi."

"Shuuhei Hisagi."

"So Shuuhei, what brings you here?"

"Here? The food. They have great food here."

Ai laughed. "They do. What brings you to town?"

"Work." Ai raised a brow at him. "I'm a writer." It wasn't a total lie but Shuuhei hated that he couldn't tell her the truth. "What do you do?"

Ai stared at him for a minute. Most people knew without her telling them. "I'm a model." Shuuhei thought she was curvier than he expected for a model. She wasn't a stick model. When she had walked past him earlier, he had admired her curves. "I model mainly for a makeup company. You probably passed my picture on the way here."

"Maybe but I didn't pay any attention to it if I did. I was a little preoccupied." He hadn't paid attention to anything on the way here besides her. "Are you seeing anyone, Ai?"

"No."

"Really?" he asked in disbelief.

"I dated some after my last serious relationship but they wanted the model and not the woman." Ai remembered that her last date had been over a year ago. "I'm more than just a pretty face."

"Brains and beauty."

"Well, I'm no rocket scientist." She smiled at him. "What about you?"

"I think we've already established that I'm not a rocket scientist." Shuuhei grinned at her and then leaned in closer to her. "And Ai, if I was seeing someone, it wouldn't be fair to her for me to be talking to you."

They ordered dessert and talked, both finding the other easy to talk to. Shuuhei smirked when she reached over and stole a bite of his dessert. It was like they had been together for a long time and not just a couple of hours. Shuuhei glanced around and was surprised that they were the only ones in the restaurant. He'd lost track of time talking to her.

"I think they are waiting on us to leave."

"Is it that late? I have a shoot in the morning. I should go."

"I can walk you home if you want. It's my fault you're out late," Shuuhei suggested.

"Sure." Ai found him interesting and she felt at ease with him. The walk to her home didn't take long. As they stopped at her door, Ai turned to thank him. "Shuuhei, I really thought you were going to follow me into the bathroom earlier."

"I was going to but work called."

"What would you have done?"

He thought a minute. "I don't know but I know what I would do now." Shuuhei kept his eyes on her as his lips brushed over hers lightly. When she didn't resist him, he kissed her again. Ai wrapped her arms around his neck, closing the distance between them. Their bodies were pressed together and Ai's back was against the door. Shuuhei's hands rested on her waist. She thought about inviting him inside and seeing what happened from there.

His mouth possessed hers and Shuuhei thought about taking her right here up against her door. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. He pulled her closer to him, his hands coming around to the small of her back. Shuuhei wondered if it would be too forward of him if he invited himself into her home. Unfortunately he wouldn't have a chance to find out. The phone in his pocket began to vibrate. Ai pulled away and let out a soft moan as the vibrations went through her. It drove him wild and Shuuhei regretted that the phone stopped. Part of him wanted to watch her orgasm to the vibrating ring of his phone.

"Can I see you again?" Shuuhei whispered into her ear.

"Yes," Ai said. The phone began to vibrate again and he heard her breath hitch. Hesitantly Shuuhei pulled it out of his pocket and answered it.

"Hisagi-san, we need you," Kira said.

"I'll be right there." He hung up the phone and looked down at Ai. "Work calls. I have to leave." He stepped back not wanting to walk away from her.

"Shuuhei, do you want to have dinner tomorrow night?"

He smiled. "I'd love to."

"Come over tomorrow afternoon."

"I'll be here," he said as he began to walk down the hall. He turned around and looked back at her. "Goodnight, Ai."

"Goodnight, Sexy Shuuhei."