Gekkouha

Moonlight flower

Written by: Maru de Kusanagi

Started: November 2, 2009

Ended: ¿?

Hi everyone! This is Maru! This is the first Bleach fic I write, and the second I ever do in English! This is one of two fics that I think I'll do, I'm not so sure about that yet. This is an AU and a very OCC fic, so please don't be mad at me! I've only saw the first 65 chapters of the anime, the second and third movie, read the 3 first manga volume and (too many?) fanfics. My favorite couple is Renji/Ichigo, but I think I made something like "everyone/Ichigo", there's Urahara/Ichigo, a little Bya/Ichi, and I don't know if another cup of Gin/Hitsu.... I'm not sure about that... Anyway, since I read too many Ichigo/dog! Renji and nothing of kitty! Ichigo, I decided to please myself a little. I was thinking about the game Lamento when I started to make form to this, but it's more of personal ramblings. Oh, I almost forgot! I need a beta reader! (pleaaaaaase!). Another warning is that I've wrote this in my pocket pc, and sometimes I miss the keys 'cos the portable keyboard is not quite the same as the common one.

Disclaimer: bleach it's not mine. I wish it was. And I wish it was a shonen ai version of the manga. I only do this for pleasure of mine and (I hope) of others. ~_^

CHAPTER 1

Urahara almost didn't do it. Just looking at the two boys fast sleeping, one next to the other, made him smile and warm his heart. The orange fur cat and the white one, curled around each other was the sweetest thing he saw every day. Was a funny thing, actually, 'cos both boys never acted sweet when awake.

Ichigo, the orange cat, was a strong willed and very responsible one. His name was a something he hated to be teased about, but most of the costumers loved it. He came to live with Urahara almost seven years ago, with the white one. Toushirou was another thing. He didn't like to be touch or people next to him telling (yelling) "shiro-chaaan!", like that girl, Momo, always did every time she came. Most of the time he stayed out of reach of the persons, and only accepted the company of Ichigo (who he called brother, never nothing the sad look in the older cat eyes) and Urahara. But when he needed to work, he did it, only with Ichigo assistance.

"Cut it already." Yoruichi voice brought him back of his toughs "anyone can see you drooling..."

"They are too cute, don't you think?" he said, avoiding the subject. "Kittens... Strawberry-chaaaaannn...... Shirooo-chaaaaannn... Time to wake...."

A chocolate eye looked at him, angry. Toushiro curled and tossed around, not waking.

"Don't make so much noise..." Ichigo said "Toushirou had a nightmare..."

"Again? I tough everything was fine..."

"His birthday is next week. He..." Ichigo got up after caressing the temple of Toushirou. That kid made him remember the past...

"Ok, he can stay a little more. But you'll need to make his morning duties." said Urahara, leaving.

" 'K."

"Must be hard. Being twenty in the body of a kid of twelve... " said Yoruichi.

"If I ever found who did this to him...."

"What? You know, that's the reason why we were created...."

"I know!" when angry, the point of the tail of Ichigo became all fluffy, and was something more hilarious than scary (even when that cat was really dangerous if pushed) "That's not an excuse! We are no toys!"

"Easy kid. It' early for so many talk." she said, walking away. "You and I have work to do. Let's go."

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The work at Uharaha's was something Ichigo got used to, what something he liked. Most of time he was an escort for some rich women's, who liked to show around what a cool accessory she had. He was took around different places, like parties or parks where he got bored, or sometimes, had to show some of his "specialties" to his current master. Man where a different thing, but he only new two of that matter. A long black haired noble liked to came once in a week, and drink tea or sake and talk to him. Behind the icy mask of that man, Ichigo new another face: a lonely man, tired of being it. Ichigo got along with him, and was happy that still that man never asked for something more.

The other man was the current owner. When Ichigo had no place to go, Urahara accepted him and gave him a place to stay. Not quite a home, but very close to. Some nights, after all the work has been done and Toushirou was fast sleep in his bed, Ichigo silently walked to Urahara's room. The blond man smiled lovingly, a different smile than the one always showed. Ichigo walked to him and let Urahara caress him, touch him, kiss him. He never forced himself into Ichigo, even when he had the right to, he never try to actual sex with him. In the beginning, started with lessons of how to please his masters and himself. Later, was because Urahara loved him and Ichigo knew that, and his heart ached for could not do the same. So, he walked every time to Urahara, to that room and stayed just before sunrise. But other thing that was also true was that his nature required him, he needed that attention or he felt he will go mad.

A nekobito (cat person) was a hard thing to be. He could not remember where he was born, or the name of his parents. He only remembered the pretty face of a woman smiling at him, holding him with love. Not much after that. He remembered being in the streets, being kicked, yelled, hated. The disgust in the eyes of the persons who looked at them, a small dirty child and a dirty white cat. Two creatures stealing, dwelling in the trash, biting to every person who tried to catch them. Then, one day, the peoples of the neighborhood got tired and called someone to take care of them. Someone to hunt them down.

They weren't humans, so nobody care about what happened to them.

Ichigo and Toushirou could escape of their chaser, only to crash in some lost place in the outskirts of Karakura. One shot passed true his left arm and in the right he hold the motionless body of Toushirou. The other kitty had received a shot and passed out.

"Well, what we have here?"

Ichigo saw a man with a strange hat and blond hair. When the man tried to touch them, he bite that hand. The man hit him hard in the face and Ichigo believed that that was the end. He clutched the other body to him, and closed his eyes.

"You'll protect him, even if it cost your life?" Ichigo opened his eyes and looked at the man, there's was no anger or hate in his eyes. "What's your name, kid?"

"Ichigo."

"Like the fruit? That's sweet."

"No! Like "a protector"! That's what mom said."

"And where's she?"

"Dead."

That was their first encounter. Urahara was a strange man indeed, but he saw the potential in the two creatures. He took them under his wing and give them a place to stay, he healed his body and started the healing of their souls.

Ichigo had the normal body of a young boy, only with the tail an ears of a cat, and the very unusual (well, for the Karakura standard) yellow hair. Beside that and the normal animal instinct that every cat person showed, he didn't see abnormal. He haven't learned how to use his abilities but he knew that was something easy to fix. Toushirou was another case. Usually, he spent most of the time in the form of a white cat with big green eyes, in a high place where he could see what happened around him and his brother. He never liked to peoples getting close to Ichigo, only accepted the costumers proximity. Only when he sleep and some other special occasions, he showed his true form, of a kid around thirteen, with white skin, and pretty ears. He was never going to get older, and that was also going to happen to Ichigo, if he ever mated.

"I'm ready."

"Oh, excellent! I need you to go to deliver this" Urahara gave him an ENOURMOUS BAG.

"What the hell is this...? Strawberry candy?! Are you making fun of me?!"

"No, nooo Ichigo. This is a deliver that Yoruichi does every month, but since she can't, you'll need to do it. Here's the address"

Ichigo read. A shinigami address.

"It's a good costumer, so be polite."

"I'm always polite."

"I know. I just wanted to tell you to be careful."

Ichigo walked the almost empty streets. It was still really early and the market activities were just starting Ichigo passed fast the people he crossed, even when his type weren't that uncommon, he didn't like to catch unnecessarily attention. One thing was being displayed at Urahara's, other was being harassed at the streets. He reached the address when he felt it. A smell, delicious, tempting. Calling him from the inside, exciting him. He never smelled anything like that before, but he knew what it was.

"Damn! I'm late!" the person did not saw him and Ichigo, lost in his thoughts, didn't do anything to avoid him. So, they crashed.

Ichigo opened the eyes and saw red. Red of blood, of passion. He felt like he could not breath, his senses where overwhelmed. The man was a little bigger than him, tanned skin with strange tattooed patterns across it. The hair was tied in a ponytail and wore a black kimono, the uniform of the shinigami. The man was talking... What...

"Hey, carrot head, are you deaf?! I'm making you a question!"

"What...?"

"I asked you: how are you going to fix this?"

The man was pointing at something... Glasses? Broken glasses... Under Ichigo's leg.

"That was pretty expensive, you know, carrot head?!"

"I have a name! It's Ichigo! And it's your fault for crash on me!"

"YOU where the one staying in the fucking way!"

Ichigo didn't answer. When he saw persons starting to get close, and realize the position of the two of them, he tried to get up.

"Move, I have work to do!"

A strong hand hold him down.

"I'm not joking, berry head! But since I have no time to lose around with you, I want to know where I can find you later. And don't lie to me 'cos I'll find you whenever you are."

"My owner name is Urahara. I live with him."

The other man let him and Ichigo got up. They were almost the same height. Red blood eyes looked straight to him, and Ichigo could not stop looking at them.

"I let you go now, but you'll know of me."

And with that, that red haired man left, not noticing the impression he made on the young cat. Ichigo felt his blood rush true his veins, the heart pounding in his chest, the heat rising from inside. His body responding to all this. Before anyone could see him liked that, he rushed to finish the deliver and run back to Urahara's.