Warning: This story will contain relations between two men, meaning sexual relations between me, if you don't like, don't read. You have been warned.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, I just worship Bleach.

Sugar Coated Strawberry Part 1

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Chad watched as Ichigo put a sugar coated strawberry to his pale full lips, and Chad couldn't help but wonder what they would taste like. Ichigo leaned forward, watching his sisters playing another birthday game. He licked the sugar from his lips then blushed.

"You're staring again," Ichigo whispered.

"Sorry," Chad looked away, he always felt guilty when Ichigo caught him staring, but Chad couldn't help it, Ichigo always did something that made Chad want to stare. Not only that, but Ichigo was beautiful beyond any normal possibility; Ichigo had a toned slender body, light tanned smooth skin that begged to be touched, and perfect legs that never seemed to end. Not to mention that wild orange hair that framed his face perfectly.

"So thanks for coming over to hang. It would've been so boring, sitting here with my dad," Ichigo said taking another strawberry from the plate. Chad nodded, glancing back at Ichigo, who was putting the strawberry he had just picked up to his lips. Ichigo stopped though, the tip of the berry against his lips as he seemed to get lost in thought. Chad blushed as Ichigo's tongue moved from between his lips and began to lick the sugar from the strawberry. Chad watched in awe as the pink muscle moved over the strawberry, then he forced himself to look away, blushing slightly.

"It's nothing," Chad said and Ichigo smiled and put the strawberry in his mouth.

"You always say that," Ichigo said leaning back in his chair, then put his hands behind his head, making his skin tight shirt lift, revealing his abs. Chad shifted.

"I don't mind hanging around your family," Chad said. " Or you,"

"Why? My family's crazy and I'm so boring," Ichigo laughed.

"Not really," Chad said, glancing at Ichigo again. 'Do you do things like this on purpose Ichigo?' He thought looking back down.

"Wanna go to my room?" Ichigo asked. "At least we can listen to some decent music," Ichigo said, Chad nodded and they stood slowly. They snuck upstairs and into Ichigo's room. Chad sat on the edge of Ichigo's bed as Ichigo closed the door, then turned on the stereo. "I love this song," Ichigo said and Chad looked at him. Ichigo's hips were swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music which was somewhat slow, his arms moving above his head and he closed his eyes.

Chad blushed, running his eyes up and down Ichigo's body, then he forced himself to look away, to prevent the slight strain in his jeans from becoming full blown. "Ichigo," Chad muttered.

"Yes?" Ichigo asked looking at Chad, and stopped dancing.

Chad didn't really know what to say.

"You don't have to try and start a conversation Chad," Ichigo said flopping down on the bed next to Chad. "So, finish your homework?" Ichigo asked and Chad nodded. "You're so smart Chad, makes me jealous," Ichigo laughed and Chad looked down at him. " I've still got a few problems to do, but I figured I'd get them done in the morning," Ichigo yawned laying back. "It's not even that hard, just time consuming," Ichigo said and Chad nodded.

"Hey Ichigo," Chad said after a few minutes of silence.

Ichigo opened his left eye to look at Chad. "What is it?" Ichigo asked.

"Do you like that new girl?" Chad asked.

"Who? Rukia?" Ichigo asked. Chad nodded. "No, why? Do you like her?"

"No," Chad said.

"Why are you asking?" Ichigo asked sitting up.

" Just wondering," Chad said.

"Oh, well, no, I don't like her, she's just a friend," Ichigo said laying back. "Do you have someone you like?" He asked putting his arms behind his head.

Chad nodded.

"Oh good for you," Ichigo said. "Tell 'em yet?"

Chad shook his head 'no'.

"Why not?" Ichigo asked.

"Not sure how," Chad said glancing at Ichigo.

"How about, 'I like you'," Ichigo said yawning again.

"It's kinda complicated," Chad said leaning back next to Ichigo.

" You're just making it complicated," Ichigo said bending his left leg so it wasn't hanging of the edge of his bed.

"Do you have someone you like?" Chad asked looking over at Ichigo, and watched as pink rushed across Ichigo's cheeks.

"Yea...." Ichigo muttered.

"Have you told her?" Chad asked.

"....no?" Ichigo's brow furrowed and he sat up quickly.

"What?" Chad asked.

"It's different," Ichigo said pulling on the hem of the right hem of his shorts.

"What is it?" Chad asked sitting up, then leaning forward so he could see Ichigo's face.

"Its...not a.... girl," Ichigo said. Chad shifted. "It's a guy, that I like,"

"Are you serious?" Chad asked.

"I wouldn't joke about this!" Ichigo said blushing more. "It's not like I can go up to him and say, I've known you for a while, and I like you, even though you're a guy,"

Chad nodded slowly, then sighed. "Do I know him?"

"...yea," Ichigo rubbed his arm. "You're not grossed out or anything?"

"Why would I be?" Chad asked.

"Because I just told you I was gay," Ichigo said.

" It doesn't bother me at all," Chad said. Ichigo sighed with relief and leaned heavily against Chad's arm, resting his head on Chad's shoulder.

"Thanks, " Ichigo said closing his eyes.

"It's nothing," Chad said quietly.

They sat in silence, and Ichigo drifted to sleep against Chad's shoulder. Chad turned slowly, so Ichigo was laying against his chest. Chad reached up, and ran his fingers though Ichigo's orange locks, his other had moving to rest on Ichigo's side. Chad had always liked when Ichigo fell asleep against him, Ichigo was light, warm and he liked being able to run his fingers through Ichigo's hair, or touch Ichigo's skin, it was smoother then it looked.

Chad sighed, looking out the window, seeing that the sun was starting to set, he slowly moved Ichigo to lay down on the bed, then stood slowly and left. It was Sunday night, there was school tomorrow, if there wasn't Chad would've just crashed at Ichigo's place.

Chad sighed again, opening the door of his apartment. He took his shoes off and set then against the wall and turned the light on and looked around his small place, it wasn't much, but at least it was quiet.

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End of Part One.

I actually came up with the idea for this story when I saw my grandma cutting up strawberries then tossing them in sugar, and thus also the name. This is only a one-shot, but it's going to have either 3 or 4 parts, I'm not sure yet, but you shall know soon enough, most likely it will only have 3 parts but you never know.

Well please review and comment.

ConstantSnow