I'm back, this time with a story about my other fascination - Sado/Ishida. This comes directly from 'Changes'. This should be a two or three shot. I just want to tell the story of what I imagined these two went through after that battle with the unnamed Arrancar. I own nothing - Tite Kubo owns Bleach.


It was the night everything changed.

Seeing you, lying on that spare mattress in Urahara's shop made me realize that I could no longer deny myself. All too often I sat there and listened to you, watched you, not recognizing my feelings for what they are. Seeing Ichigo and Urahara steal glances with each other, thinking that no one was watching. I think by seeing the two of them interact with one another, I knew that I shouldn't be afraid to approach you. But then the unthinkable happened.

Thank the maker or whoever is watching over us that Inoue was with us when you were attacked. As I watched your blood spill out of you, my heart had stopped. It was then I knew I couldn't stand to be without you any longer. I had to tell you how I felt.

"How is he?" I had woken up after only an hour or two of sleep. I couldn't stand knowing that Ishida was still being healed in the room next to me. It made for a restless sleep. I only went because the look that Inoue had given me made me cower in fear. And that's saying a lot.

She looked at me with sad eyes. "He's doing much better, but he's still not there. He should probably rest in a proper bed."

"I'll take him home." I did not hesitate. Without another word, I picked him up in my arms and looked at her. "You're not going to school, correct?"

"Hai," her voice was barely audible. We were all exhausted. Sometimes our lives were a bit more complicated than I preferred. Sometimes I thought back to my quiet life back in Mexico, but then I remembered the friends I have here, and the complications made it worth it. "Ichigo said he would let Miss Ochi know we would not be in today."

I grunted an acknowledgment. Ishida shifted in my arms. I looked at her. "Get some rest. You need it." Without another word, I left the shop, doing my best to make sure the Quincy was not disturbed.

Walking in the soft morning light, I debated on whether to bring him home to his father, or to just take him to my apartment. I knew that if I took him home, his father would probably be upset with him, knowing he was still helping the shinigami. I turned down the street towards my place, making sure to not jostle the sleeping Quincy in my arms. He looked peaceful, much better than he had only a few hours ago. I bit my lip, doing my best to keep my emotions in check.

After arriving at my place, I set Ishida down on my couch. My apartment was not very large. Compared to Inoue's place, it was a closet. However, she had had a brother that had lived with her at one point. I only have myself. As measly as this place is, it is still my home. I made sure to take off Ishida's glasses, setting them to the side. I sat down at my small breakfast nook and watched Ishida as he slept peacefully. I hoped that it was peaceful - he was not making any sort of noise to indicate otherwise. I ran my hand through my hair, anxious for him to wake up.

I heard a cough and sat up. I blinked a few times and yawned. I guess I had fallen asleep. I looked over at my couch and saw that Ishida was finally waking up. I looked at the clock and had seen that it was almost four in the afternoon. How long was I asleep for? I got up off of my chair and walked over to the couch. Doing my best to not startle the him, I lowered myself down to the floor, sitting next to the couch.

"Yasutora-san?" I blushed at the use of my formal name. "Is that you?" I forgot I had taken off his glasses for him. I reached over and handed them to him, grunting a response to him. Letting my hands brush against his pale fingers, I felt my hyper aware nerves begin to prickle with excitement. I watched as he put his glasses on his face. Trying not to laugh as he pushed up the frames on his nose, I sat on the ground. "Where are we?"

"My place." I didn't feel the need to elaborate. He could question me if he wanted to. I knew he wouldn't though.

Long, graceful legs slipped down off the couch. Ishida sat pressed against him couch, taking deep breaths. "Why did you bring me here?" He coughed slightly.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed him a glass of water. Handing it to him, I shrugged. "I thought it would be better than to take you to your place."

"Arigato, Yasutora-san," Ishida said in a quiet voice. "It's probably better that you didn't. If my father found out I had been...wait. Did I die?" He asked, lowering his head so that I was forced to look into his eyes. I felt the pain in my chest return as I thought back to the fight. I nodded my head once and saw his body shake. "How?"

"That different looking Hollow. He attacked you. If Inoue hadn't started to heal you when she did..." I looked down at the floor. I didn't want to relive the nightmare.

"But you're okay, right?" Ishida asked. I looked at him and nodded. "It's a good thing Inoue was there."

I nodded and walked over to him. "Are you feeling okay now? Do you need anything?" I sat down on the couch near him, feeling as if I was in a dream. I could feel my pulse quickening, being this close to him. And yet, we were still a good few feet apart from one another. I felt as if I had a fever, I was starting to feel flush. I looked at the ground, waiting for an answer.

"I'm okay," Ishida said. His voice...something sounded off. I turned to look at him. "Yasutora-san - "

"Sado." I said. I couldn't handle hearing him address me so formally any longer. "Please. I'd prefer if you addressed me by my first name."

This time, it was the Quincy who gave me a nod. "Fine. Sado." Did he seem nervous? I must be imagining things. "There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"There is something I'd like to discuss as well," I said. I turned to look at him, no longer caring about the spot on the floor. I saw him swallow roughly, causing my pulse to quicken.

Ishida pushed his glasses back up on the bridge of his nose. "Do you want to go first?" He placed his hands on his lap. All I would have to do would be to just move over a tiny bit and those hands could be in mine...I shrugged my shoulders in answer to him. "I would like to hear what you have to say, Sado."

I felt my skin break out into goosebumps the way he said my name. "Seeing you almost die did something to me." I closed my eyes and raised my hand to the golden coin on my throat. A memento from the past, it helped calm my nerves. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "Ishida, I -"

No words could be understood after I said his name. As quick as I spoke, he was quicker. My eyes flew open as I felt his mouth press against mine. I closed my eyes, not believing that Ishida was actually kissing me. I reached for him and felt him pull back away from me, ending the kiss almost as soon as it began. I sat there, doing my best to control my breathing. I looked at him and saw that he was doing the same.

"May I ask," I continued to watch him, "why you did that?"

Ishida pushed his hair behind his ear, giving him a tiny smile. "I didn't feel you needed to say anything more."

"Is that what you wanted to tell me?" I asked, hope filling my voice. "Or was there something else?"

Ishida smirked. "There is nothing else, Sado. I've seen you watching me." I blushed. "You're not as discreet as Urahara-san and Kurosaki."

I didn't know what to say.

"You do like me, don't you?" Ishida asked. I gave a nod. "Tell me," Ishida moved back closer to me, causing my pulse to quicken once more. "Were you scared I was dead?"

"Terrified," I whispered. I felt him get up off the couch and watched as he placed himself in my lap, causing me to groan softly. "I...I care for you a lot, Ishida." I waited until I felt him wrap his arms around my neck before I moved my arms to wrap around his body. I pulled him closer to me and breathed in his scent.

"But I'm not dead," Ishida spoke into my ear, causing my body to shiver. I could get used to this. "I'm right here. In your apartment. Alone with you."

I bit my lip, doing my best to control my arousal. I did not want to frighten him off of me. But if he kept speaking into my ear the way he was, I was going to have no choice but to allow myself to let go. I took a few deep breaths, feeling my libido calm down. "Ishida...Why are you on my lap?"

I heard the Quincy chuckle softly. I groaned under my breath as I felt him push against my groin. "Do you want me to get up, Sado?"

"Is this what you want?" I asked him. I had to know. If I was going to move forward, especially with him balancing on my lap, I needed to know. If he was going to tell me that he wasn't interested in me in that way, then I was going to have to do the right thing and take him home.

Ishida pushed against me again, and this time I let my hands fall to his hips. I kept him where he was, not letting him move anymore. Both of us moaned. "Please, Ishida...Just answer the question."

I felt his breath against my neck, making my heart beat faster. "This is exactly what I want, Sado."

I moaned low, nodding my head. "Then perhaps we should go to my bedroom."

Ishida wrapped his legs around my waist. I quickly stood up and carried him over to my bedroom. I looked down at him. "Are you sure...?" I walked into my bedroom, laying him down on my futon. Staring down at him, I finally felt relaxed.

"I'm positive," Ishida said.

"I was hoping that was what you would say." I smiled and closed the door. Time to finally show you how much I care for you...


A/N: Well...there we go. ^_^ I'm pretty sure you can tell what's coming up next, hence the 'M' rating of this story. Thanks for reading!