A/N: so this will eventually be yaoi, I'm not sure about the pairing. Please review and let me know what you want to see and if you liked it. I'm sick while writing this and my final exams are coming up so I might not be able to post for a while. Thanks for reading also I'm thinking IT will be explained later.
-Booktiger22
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo as much as much as it is loved in it's fans hearts.
It was Ichigo's birthday tomorrow and he was worried. Last year Rukia lied to him and said there was an emergency in soul society. Without thinking Ichigo had used his badge to pop out of his body before rushing to the Urahara Shoten and traveling through the Senkiamon. When he had arrived he was told to go to the 6th squad headquarters. So he did. Let's just say that it didn't go very well for poor Ichigo. He rushed through the doors only to find no one there. Or so he thought. Then everyone jumped out and yelled SURPRISE! Ichigo almost had a heart attack. When he turned around there stood Rukia, big devious smirk on her face. Ichigo hated birthdays. They had once been good things, before IT happened. He'd hated birthdays ever since.
What followed was a lot of drinking, which Ichigo wasn't part of. And a bunch of party games. Ikkaku kept saying that Ichigo needed to commemorate his birthday with a battle. Yumichika wanted Ichigo to go shopping with him and Matsumomto kept angering Toshiro. All in All it was a mess. And guess who was left to clean it up? Ichigo. All because he was the only one not passed out drunk on the floor. After taking care of everyone he'd slipped out silently to go home. That was when Shiro interrupted with a, "Hey King, sup?" Ichigo had ignored him walking on towards his house. When Ichigo got home he flopped down in bed and fell asleep. He refused to talk to anyone at the soul society for days.
Tomorrow was his birthday and he just knew Rukia wasn't going to leave well enough alone. Ichigo sighed and started to work on his homework. Who knew what would happen tomorrow? Nothing could be said for sure. He fell asleep half way through his math.
Ichigo awoke to the sound of his father yelling, "Ichigo my son is growing up!" before dodging a flying kick to the head. Grumbling Ichigo made his way down the stairs to the kitchen where a delicious meal was being laid out by Yuzu. Pancakes and waffles, with whipped cream and syrup. Just the way he liked them. Stomach growling Ichigo started to dig in when he heard his father's voice, "Son, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you earlier but I didn't want you worrying. Yuzu, Karin and I will all be leaving shortly to go on a trip. We won a sweepstakes and since you're a responsible teenager you will have to stay here. But to make up for it I will allow you to throw a party, with girls!" Ichigo blinked and looked up from his meal, leaving what were they talking about? It took a minute for it to fully settle in, his family was leaving on his birthday. Now normally that wouldn't be a problem, in fact Ichigo would be overjoyed. But not with the threat of Rukia and her mischievous plans looming. "No! Dad you can't go!" Ichigo shouted, overcome with worry about the night's events. "Now Son, your sisters and I would be fools to waste this chance…" Isshin lectured Ichigo sternly. As much as Ichigo was afraid of Rukia he was more afraid Yuzu would be sad if he forbade her from going, so he told his father to go.
At school Ichigo was distracted and kept missing the questions his teachers asked him. Keigo and Orihime had worried looks on their faces. They knew how much Ichigo hated birthdays. So they tried to cheer him up by telling jokes. It still didn't work. Tatsuki even ate Orihime's horrible cooking just so Ichigo would laugh at the look on her face. Still Ichigo remained stoic.
Arriving home, Ichigo went to look for a glass when he heard a knock on his door. "Coming!" he shouted before walking towards the door. Standing at the door was Renji with a big goofy smile on his face. "Hey there Ichigo, mind if I come in?" Ichigo blanched, what was Renji doing here? Oh well, might as well let him in. Motioning for Renji to follow him Ichigo headed upstairs to his room, only to find Byakuya, Toshiro. Ukitake, Kepachi, and Urahara all lounging around. This was bad. Had Rukia figured out his secret? He hoped not.
Ichigo walked in, eyes guarded and suspicious. "What are you all doing here?" he asked cautiously. Nothing good would come of this and he was sure of it. Byakuya inclined his head in greeting while Ukitake just smiled. Urahara held out a box wrapped in paper covered in stars. Ichigo eyed Urahara suspiciously before opening the lid. It was a cake. And boy did it look good. Covered in molten chocolate and lightly dusted with powdered sugar. He'd heard of these cakes before he believed they were called lava cakes. They supposedly came from America. His stomach growled and he realized he'd been so distracted that he forgot to eat lunch.
Ichigo hurriedly ran downstairs to grab a fork and knife before returning and splitting the cake between all of them. "Thanks." He muttered before chowing down. The flavor was rich chocolate with just a hint of something Ichigo couldn't place. Looking up Ichigo realized that nobody else had eaten their cake. Why not? Did they not like chocolate? Then Ichigo realized his mistake. The cake was from Urahara, you don't eat ANYTHING made by Urahara, and under no circumstances is it a good idea. Ichigo groaned before his head hit the floor and all he knew was black.