Words: 1,045

Rating: M

Summary: I'm Ichigo Kurosaki, and I'm NOT homophobic. I just don't think it's right for me to like a boy, especially one that I met through my little sister.

Disclaimer: I do not own bleach or any character.

Pairings: Ichigo x Hitsugaya

Others: THIS IS YAOI, BOY X BOY, MALE LOVE, SLASH AND ANY OTHER WORD FOR TWO MALES LOVING/LIKING EACHOTHER OR LUSTING EACHOTHER. If you do not like do not read.

I also am not homophobic and Ichigo just think that he is straight and never could ever like another guy. I also didn't mean to stereotype a teenage boy; it's just how I am making Ichigo. By the way I'm a girl so I don't fully know how males think.

So I'm sorry if I offend anyone. If you think that I'm doing something wrong please let me know, just try not to be like a total flamer. I don't mind criticism just not pointless criticism. You can tell me in a review or just send me a message. ~ Thanks.

Yaoi ~ Yaoi

I glower at the wall trying to ignore everything around me. Where's goat face when you need him, he'd make a perfect punching bag. I could find Renji or Grimmjow; they each could tone down my edginess at least a little. Maybe even Kenpachi if I really want a good blood spilling, broken bones fight. I can feel a shit eating grin start to form on my face at the thought of fighting someone to rid myself of these abnormal thoughts.

"Kurosaki, is something wrong?" I snap out of my little trance, meeting those cold turquoise eyes. I swallow trying not to dwell on the fact that the shirt he's wearing sticks to every muscle and curve of his body. I hid in the kitchen so I didn't meet up with him, maybe I really should go meet one of them and rid myself of this…

Problem.

"Everything fine," I answer with a scowl. It wasn't always like this; I use to be a normal teenage boy that thought about girls, sex, school, money and other important aspects of my life. That was before my devil of a little sister Karin, introduced me to one of her little friends. At first I thought he would be like all the others, annoying young and a complete nuisance and brat, but when I actually caught a glance of him lust clouded my mind.

That day he was wearing black skinny jeans that hug loosely on his narrow hips, flashing a small amount of black boxers, a black V neck shirt with some punk metal band that showed his smooth tan skin and collar bones, just begging to be bitten and marked. His snow white hair was spiky but looked soft to the touch, with his one stray piece of bang hanging down over his forehead and his eyes where so vivid they looked almost fake.

I never thought myself gay or bisexual. I usually lusted after girls but this boy –barely a middle school student- sparked my interest. Maybe his icy demeanour or his cute face, maybe even both. He rivals most girls that go to my school, and he surpasses every male I've ever met.

"Your sister wants you." I give a quick nod, briskly walking from the room. Is he my crush, or do I just lust for him? I'm sure he realized something off about me, does my attraction to him make me a pedophile or just some pervert. How old is he 13? Maybe 14 at tops and I'm 17 year old fully grown man.

"You wanted something Karin?" I ask making sure not to show I'm having an inner battle. Should I go for him, or just wait until a hotter girl comes along. I mean I'm Ichigo Kurosaki; girls throw themselves at me –literally-.

"Hitsugaya's staying with us for a few days. Goat face already said its fine as long as you're okay with it."

"Yah whatever." I mutter then realizing what I agreed to. I have to watch Karin and Hitsugaya, not that I mind watching two kids. I just have a problem watching my kid sister's friend who happens to be fuckable and not being able molesting him. No, I'll be able to control myself. I mean I'm interested in girls, this is just a faze.

"Oh, he's staying in your room." I can practically see the evil aura around her, as she smirks at me. I stiffly exit the room walking towards my own room to grab sleep wear. I usually just wear boxers but now that I have a bed room partner…

"Shit." I groan out just after getting my clothes, opening the door to the bathroom. This just got a lot harder, sharing a house with someone I want to fuck. A person who most likely is a virgin completely untouched by anyone. I would be his first, I would be the first to make him moan, scream and lose complete control.

I didn't notice the steam in the room because of my perverse mind and this is the price I pay. I suck in a sharp breath staring at the thin but definitely masculine back of my new roommate, the only thing blocking my view of his nudity is a white towel.

"Kurosaki?" I mentally curse karma, fluffy towel and that he calls me Kurosaki. I mean Ichigo is such a better name to be screaming…fuck. He turns to face me, pink nipples hardened and hair dripping wet, letting little droplets roll down his chest past his belly button and soaking the towel.

"Y-yah," I curse my small stutter. "I'll be back in ten, be finished by then." I order, feeling blood pool in my lower regions.

Fuck Karma.

Yaoi ~ Yaoi

"So you have everything Hitsugaya?" I ask trying to make myself sound cool and unaffected by his presence, or his sleeping wear. His white tank top similar to my own is falling slightly off his shoulder and his plain black boxers show off his round pert ass; this definitely is going to be a challenge.

"I'm fine, you're having a shower." He asks turning around so he's facing me, were practically eye to eye now that I'm sitting on my bed. I found sharing a room with him won't be too bad since he changes in the bathroom and isn't loud or annoying like most kids.

"Yah, you gonna sleep?" He nods then does something completely unexpected. He leans forward quickly his cool lips brushing my cheek. My mind takes a second to process what just happens and my mouth drops in shock and disbelief.

"Night Ichigo." He whispers and his air tickles my skin a small mischievous smile on his lips. His breath smells like mint, and his lips are colder than mine keeps repeating itself in my mind. I stay frozen for about a minute before mutter a reply.

"Night…" He is already laying down facing the opposite way as I walk from my room almost like I'm in a trance. He called me Ichigo, and kissed me, and smiled playfully. He looks even hotter with that smile or was it a smirk, and I've never seen him be playful even with Karin. This definitely calls for a cold shower, a very cold shower.

Yaoi ~ Yaoi

Me: Mwhahahahaha bwhahaha

Hitsugaya: o.o EVERYONE IS CALLING ME HITSUGAYA IT'S CAPTAIN. CAPATAIN! Wait…whats this. ICHIGO LIKES ME AND I KISS HIM *More ranting*

Ichigo: ….Hot

Me: I know right, everyone wants a piece of Shiro-kun

Hitsugaya: No they don't

All males in bleach: Yah we do~!

Me: -ehem- well anyway, enjoy read and review.