Author Note: Hey everyone! It's been a while since I last posted anything, sorry about that. So, this time I come with a request fic from a patient person, zehirahope, she requested this fic almost 2 years ago and has been patiently waiting for me to post it all this time. It is an Alpha/Beta/Omega universe one, so if you don't like just hit the back button. It is a very long, that is why I decided to split it into two chapters.
Pairing: Byakuya (Alpha, top) and Ichigo (Omega, bottom), ByaIchi.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these character's, just the story line for the FanFiction.
Warnings: AU. Explicit content. A bit of swearing. Sex between two guys, yaoi. Mentions of Mpreg. Alpha/Beta/Omega-vers. Knots, Heats, and hybreds. OOC, this to be expected as it is FanFiction and the fact that two guys are being together should speak for itself, I did do my best to keep them in character though. Two-Shot.
Author's Note: This is my first time writing a fic like this one, so don't kill me if you don't like it or I have some inconsistency about this part of the fanfic universe.
UPDATE: I have changed a little of the story from the original, so if you are reading this a second time I apologise, it had to be done as the person who requested this fic ask that I change that one detail. I still hope that you enjoy this new edit.
"Dad, no! I am so not doing it!" An orange haired teen yelled at the top of his lungs while practically running to his bedroom door.
"Come on, Ichigo! You knew this day was coming!" An older man with short black hair and a goatee ran up the stairs after his son, and just as he got to the teens room a door slammed in his face. "Ichigo! Open this door!" He banged on his son's door, watching the number seventeen wooden plank rattle on the door.
"Go away!"
"You do realise that you are acting like a child right now." Isshin sighed at his son's behaviour.
"I said no and I mean no!" Ichigo paced in his room, he could not believe that his father was doing this to him, especially when that day was so close.
"Ichigo, you are turning eighteen soon and you know what that means." His father tried his best to reason with him through his door.
"I'm not getting married, dad!"
Isshin sighed and threw his hands in the air, completely exhausted with his son. The teen knew this day was going to come, hell, he told the boy when he was twelve and he seemed fine with it at the time. He guessed this was because Ichigo was at that rebellious age. But, there was no way the teen was getting out of this arrangement, it had been made before he was born and it was irrevocable.
They are a people that have their life long partners chosen for them before they are born, this creates strong family ties and a secure future. A society of half human and half animal, they evolved from simple humans hundreds of years ago to accommodate to the changing planet due to mankind's mistakes.
Ichigo, on the other hand does not want to get married and he doesn't want to accept a life that was chosen for him. The life of someone who was born at the bottom of the food chain and was worth nothing other than to procreate. All the teen wanted was to be born an Alpha, but to Ichigo he drew the short straw. Ichigo didn't like what he was, it's not like he hated it, it's more like he believed he was made for something more. Not to be the baby-maker or toy of some random guy he didn't know. He didn't want to be what was considered a 'whore' to their kind, worthless other than their ability to give birth no matter the gender. Ichigo is what's known as an Omega. He's also half wolf, half human, which is very rare in their world. Not many wolves in their kind exist, so there are many Alpha's out there that would want someone as rare as Ichigo. They would go so far as to force them into submission, just to have the very unique genes that are within the wolf hybrids. There have been many cases of theft, murder and threats when it came to getting these unique hybrids; and so many families would arrange marriages with people and families they trust.
Which is why his father had arranged such a marriage, the wolf gene runs in the family and he knew that he would need to secure his child with someone who wouldn't treat him as a stay-at-home-slut, if they come out as this exclusive bread and either Beta or Omega. Though, he guessed it would be daunting for a young boy at seventeen, almost eighteen, to know that he would be married to a complete stranger when the time comes. So, he didn't fault the boy for it, he just wished that he would accept it and not question it. Though, he wouldn't be Ichigo if it were that easy.
He quietly laughed to himself, his son was a feisty one and the guy that was going to end up with him was going to have one hell of a time with the teen. "Ichigo, I'm sorry, but it's done."
Ichigo growled as he heard his father walk away from his door. It was ridiculous the way he was acting, but he was so frustrated about the fact that his father made such a decision before he was even born and he could change nothing about the situation.
He just needed something to release the tension the whole situation was creating in his shoulders. He was at least glad that his little sisters didn't have to go through anything like this. They were both Beta's and just regular house cats, not a wolf like their older brother. So, they were safe, for now.
Just then his phone rang, Ichigo didn't really want to answer it but he saw that the caller ID was Renji and if he didn't answer, the guy would come down to his house and pull him from the house kicking and screaming, which has happened before. So, he decided that answering would be for the best and his wellbeing.
"What, Renji?" He snapped into the phone, patience level at zero.
"Whoa, what crawled up your arse and died?" Came the red heads witty reply, slightly shocked at his friend's sudden outburst of anger.
"It's none of your business."
"This is about the marriage thing, right? You tried to get out of it but your father wouldn't budge?" Renji knew the orangette better than anyone, they grew up together, they were practically brothers.
Ichigo felt his anger slip away, he hated how much the other knew about him without him even saying anything.
"It doesn't matter." Was the sharp reply. "What do you want?"
Well, Renji was glad that the other had started to calm down, so he decided that he should just tell his friend, it may help him relax more. "There's going to be a party at Rukia's tonight, you have to come."
He did not expect that, but it wasn't too surprising coming from the red head seeing that he was a major party goer. Ichigo would usually refuse going out, but today, today he just wanted some way to release and get out of this house at any means necessary.
"Fine, I'm in."
"Wow, really?" Renji sounded shocked.
"What!?"
"Well, you never come out. I guess you really aren't fine with this whole marriage thing. Ichigo, you have known about this since you were twelve and you always seemed fine with it, so what's changed?"
"What's changed is that I grew up and realised that I won't get the chance to live my life the way I wanted. I just want to live my life without being tied down by some person who will just use me. The worse thing is, is that I don't even know who they are." He was whining again and he knew it. But, it felt good getting it all off his chest.
"Ichigo, you can fight all you want, but you know that your father is doing this for you."
"Yeah, whatever, I don't want to talk about this anymore. What time is this party?"
"Around 6pm, but I'll swing by your place to pick you up."
"Okay, thanks, my dad won't let me borrow the car after my objections this afternoon." He sighed then flopped down on his bed, it was all beginning to be too much and he just wanted to drink the night away. He may be underage, but all the parties Renji went to had free alcohol – which was the biggest reason he didn't go to the parties, all those kids getting drunk and doing stupid things. He really wanted no part in any of that, but tonight he didn't care, he just wanted to let go for once.
Renji laughed. "Sure. Let's just hope he doesn't put you in lock down, my beautiful little friend." The red head laughed again and it was the last thing Ichigo heard as he hung up the phone in a rage. Damn that Renji, he's always trying piss the orangette off and calling him 'beautiful' just like his father did all the time.
Ichigo laid there on his bed, just wanting to sink into the sheets and never come out. Life just sucked being an Omega and a wolf one at that. The day he found out that he was an Omega was the most horrible day of his life.
They live in a world where Alpha's, Beta's and Omega's exist, it started a few hundred years back the human race started to die out because of diseases and wars. Planet Earth did what it could to survive and killing off the one race that caused so much damage on a galaxy wide scale was the only way it could keep from ending. Though, it also started changing the gene structure of the human race, mixing it with animals and creating a whole new species. But, along the way the purer human blood faded and now there was a mix of animal and human genes. Creating a new order and world for the planet and those that inhabit it
Omega's being at the bottom of that order and he hated that. He had spent his life trying to convince people that he was a manly man and not the lithe small boy that his father seemed to think he was. His father had kept a tight watch on him since he was born, being a rare case to this world of theirs. Ichigo didn't fault his father for it, he had been groped, nearly kidnapped, and attacked at school countless times since he was a kid. So, he understood why his father would marry him off when he came of age to a family he trusted and could keep an eye on.
But tonight, tonight he was going to have some fun. He sat up and stared at his cupboard wondering what to wear, since it was just a house party he didn't have to wear anything too flashy. So, he pulled out a pair of tight grey and blue jeans, a long sleeved V-neck black shirt and his black convers shoes. He placed them on the bed and decided to have a shower to wash some of the tension away.
He quietly left his room and softly walked along the wooden floor of the hallway to the bathroom. It was a weekend so his sisters were busy, Karin would be with her friends playing soccer and Yuzu would be tending to any patient in their father's clinic. So, his sisters didn't hear the conversation between him and their father. If they did Yuzu would give him sad sympathetic eyes and Karin would smirk and mock him for reacting like such a girl.
The orangette sighed when the hot water hit the back of his neck, soothing his sore muscles. He picked up his shampoo and massaged it through his hair, then grabbed the shower gel to rub over his body. He watched as the bubbles ran down his thin but muscular legs and down the drain, it was like watching all his worries flow right out of him. Once he felt good and clean he jumped out of the shower, grabbed his towel and wrapped it around himself. Ichigo stood in front of the mirror and glanced at his features. He knew that he was good looking, but he couldn't figure out what it was that made all these people want him. What was so special about him anyway? Ichigo just couldn't figure it out.
"This is just ridiculous." The scowl on his face deepened as he left the bathroom, his father standing right in the hallway in front of his room. They remain still, staring at each other for a few minutes, neither of them giving an inch, until his father couldn't take it anymore.
"So, where are you going?" Ichigo could tell that his father wanted to say something else, but Isshin knew that it would just start a new round between them and he wasn't in the mood for that.
"I'm going to a party with Renji." He growled out, still frustrated with his father.
"Ichigo, I don't think that's a good idea, your birthday is a few days away and that day may come sooner." His father crossed his arms, making his statement final.
"Dad, I am going to be married soon to a guy I don't know, let me at least spend a few days with my friends before I end up with the ball and chain." He said the last part with as much venom and sarcasm he could muster.
"Ichigo, my beautiful son, it would not be a good idea for you to go. We don't know when it will happen and what I've read about past wolf hybrids for some it has happened early, that's not a risk I'm willing to take."
Ichigo sighed, his father can be a real worry wart. "Dad, I'll be fine. Look at me, I don't feel any different. Didn't those books say that I should be feeling hotter by now? My birthday is two days away and I feel no different. Just let me go. Please." He sounded a bit desperate at that last part, the orangette just wanted some freedom, even if it was for a night.
Isshin looked as if he was having a battle with himself, it went against everything in him to let his son out of his sight, but he knew he couldn't keep the teen locked up. Ichigo had a very good ability to get out from anywhere, locked rooms meant nothing to a boy who wanted to go somewhere, especially this boy.
"Fine, you can go." Ichigo silently cheered and smiled at his father. "I'm only letting you go because I know you'll get out anyway. I won't give you a curfew either, but text me if you plan to stay at Renji's, okay?"
Ichigo nodded happily, last time he didn't tell his father where he was when he stayed out all night Isshin called the police. He quickly hugged his father, forgetting that he was still in a towel and soaking wet, and ran down the hall to get dressed. "Thanks dad!"
He dried himself as fast as he could and threw on his clothes, then put some hair gel through his orange spikes to style it a little messier. It was about five and he just laid back against the windows with his headphones in and a book in his hands. He got through a few chapters before his door was flung open and a big burly red head came flying into his room and then to the wooden floor boards.
Ichigo jumped ten feet in the air at the sudden intrusion. "What the hell, Renji?!"
"Hey, Ichigo." The red head said as he picked himself up from the floor. "Ready to go?"
"Haven't you heard of knocking?" The orangette yelled as he pulled out the ear pieces.
"I did knock, you didn't answer, so I invited myself in."
He just sighed, there was no getting through to the other guy. "Yeah, whatever. I am ready, but it's too early."
"What do you mean? It's already six thirty."
Ichigo looked over to his clock. Wow, one really does lose time when they read. "Let's get going."
Renji looked him up and down and seemed to deem the other good enough to show up at a party with him, the red head did his best to look good and expected the same from his friends if they were going out together. Then he looked into those dark brown eyes.
"You sure you wanna go?"
Ichigo's scowl deepened. "Don't give me the 'times almost close' speech too, I've heard enough from my dad, I don't need to hear it from you too."
Renji threw up his arms in defence. Hey, the teen may be an Omega, but he was fierce and can kick any Alpha's arse any day of the week. "Okay, okay, I was just asking. Let's go."
Ichigo jumped off his bed and followed his friend downstairs where he saw Yuzu at the stove cooking some really awesome smelling food.
She turned around when she heard someone come down the stairs. "Where you going, Ichigo?"
"Hey, Yuzu. I'm going out for the night, could you just leave my dinner in the fridge?"
"Sure, Ichigo. Have fun." She had a smile on her face but Ichigo could see the worry. His sister may be young but she was very smart, she knew the dangers of him leaving for a whole night so close to his birthday. He decided to ignore it and waved her goodbye.
The car ride supposed to be quick, but with Renji it was long enough to make the orangette want to kill the other teen. Renji took the chance to say every annoying thing he could, about Ichigo's situation and the arranged marriage. Well, let's just say it took everything for him not to reach down his best friend's throat and tear out his heart – which would be quite enjoyable.
"What kind of party is this, Renji?"
"Well, if you came to parties more often you'd kno…"
"Hey, it's not my fault that my father keeps me on lock down and the parties you go to are very shady." Ichigo interrupted his friend, annoyed that Renji just kept on bringing it back to his dad and his protective ways. Sure, he did understand that his father was a bit overprotective, but everyone had to get on his case about it.
"Yeah, I'll stop messing with you… for tonight." Ichigo wanted to punch that smug look of the red heads face. "Well, anyway, the party is at Rukia's place. Everyone is going and it is a way for us to let loose before the exams start, which is going to be hell."
"Okay, so it's not too weird." Ichigo said, though he didn't sound too convinced, Renji was always one to skip past important information. "I've never actually been inside Rukia's place. I usually just wait for her come out when we all plan to hang out. Have you been inside?"
"Yeah, she has parties there all the time." The red head stated, but Ichigo could feel the slight mocking in his voice; the only thing that saved the big idiot from being strangled to death was the fact that he was driving.
"Whatever." No matter the annoyance he felt with what the other said, he was still happy that he'd get to see some of his friends.
They sat in silence again, Ichigo choosing that opportunity to think about what he would do if he didn't like the person that his father had set him up with. With their kind a person is generally attracted to their partner through smell, so it would be bad if this person had a scent that Ichigo couldn't stand. This brought home the fact that he would never have a mate and would have to settle with the kind of love that was just guessed, or forced, the kind that full humans had to face hundreds of years ago. A mate can only be someone of the same kind, because half human half wolf hybrids were rare it would be a one in a million chance for Ichigo to find his mate. So, he'd have to settle with the person his father was marrying him off to and it brought up more recent dread and confusion for why he was born like this.
Renji pulled up to the house and parked somewhere outside the gate where there was a spare place to park. He looked over to his friend who looked completely spaced out. This gave him an idea to bring the other back down to Earth, so he punched Ichigo in the arm to get his attention, this earning him a punch in the face for that. "Ow, fuck man." It always shocked him at how fast the orangette's reflexes were.
"That's what you get for hitting me first." Ichigo was fuming while he rubbed his shoulder.
Renji jumped out of the car, fists up and ready to fight. "Come on then, bring it."
Ichigo got out and jumped over the hood of the car to stand in front of the other. They stared at each other, waiting for someone to make the first move. The orangette knew all he had to do was wait and the red head would come charging, it wasn't like they hadn't done this before, and it always ended the same way.
Renji's impatience got the best of him and he ran to hit the other in the head with his fist, Ichigo dodged and then kneed the other in the gut. He then back-flipped, his foot swinging up to catch the other in the chin and Renji was flung back onto the ground.
"You know you can never beat me, right?"
Renji grunted in pain, he could taste blood in his mouth. Ichigo's kicks were strong enough to break walls, he was lucky that the other decided to hold back or he would be unconscious and missing teeth.
"Ichigo! Renji!"
Ichigo looked up to see Rukia running out to meet them. "Hey, Rukia. How you been?"
She stopped in front of them. "I'm good. I was just putting out some bottles when I saw you two fighting. When will you guys stop doing this?" She looked down at Renji's crumpled form. "And when will you stop challenging Ichigo? You know you can never win, right?"
"Shut up, Rukia." He coughed up some blood before struggling to his feet. He looked over to Ichigo with a smirk on his face. "I'll get you one day."
"You wish." Ichigo smirked right back at him. Holding out his hand, and he and Renji did their usually hand shake after they have a fight to show that they were cool with each other.
Rukia rolled her eyes. "I will never understand you two. Okay, let's go."
"Yeah." They both said as they followed her, Renji still holding his stomach and chin, which Ichigo could already see a bruise forming.
He looked at the house, it was very big and had many floors. One could tell that Rukia's family was very wealthy. There was loud music beating through the windows and lights flashing onto the glistening grass from the open door.
They walked up the stairs and into the house through a door that was already open on the side of the house, being absorbed into the crowd of people dancing to the music with drinks in their hands. Ichigo knew a lot of the people he saw and he knew that they were all under the age like he was, he wondered briefly who Rukia knew that was old enough to buy all this alcohol.
That thought slipped away when he smelt the best thing that had ever passed through his nostrils. He was unconsciously following that smell when a hand around his arm stopped him, he almost turned and bit the hand when he saw that it was just Renji.
"Where are you going, man? We have to meet the others." The red head looked at his friend like he had grown a second head. Did Ichigo just growl at him? Like an actual animal growl. He'd never done that before, well not that he has known of. "What's gotten into you all of a sudden?"
Ichigo shook his head, trying to clear it of that intoxicating smell that was making him act like a freak. "It's nothing, sorry, I'm fine. Maybe we should get a drink."
"Yeah, I want to see the both of you having fun. I'll give you a tour later, Ichigo, if you want."
"Maybe some other time, Rukia. I'll make sure to come around more often, I'll need some place to go to get away after tomorrow."
She nodded, understanding what he was saying.
He followed his friends to the kitchen, dodging some gropes and possible spilt drinks every few seconds. By the time they got to the kitchen he was ready to rip someone's throat out. Rukia started to prepare the drinks, she insisted that they try one of her creations before anything else.
"This drink won't kill us, will it?" Ichigo asked, knowing his friend.
She thought for a little bit as she passed over the cups to them, filled with some sparkly purple liquid. "I don't think it will, but you two are my first test subjects, so we shall see."
She gave them looks that if they didn't drink it she would murder them both in their sleep. So, they gulped down the drink.
Once it was finished Ichigo coughed, the alcohol was a bit too strong for his liking.
"Gosh Rukia, that's way too strong!" Renji echoed the orangette's thought exactly.
"Is it?" She looked a little depressed.
Ichigo, feeling bad decided to add some more to what the red head said. "Though, it does have a nice after taste, I think I could get used to it."
The petite woman looked at him with a smile. "Thanks, Ichigo. I'll make another one, with less alcohol."
Ichigo was about to say something else when that smell came again and this time stronger. His eyes darted around the room, searching for its whereabouts.
Renji noticed his friend was acting strange again. "What's wrong, Ichi…"
"Big brother!" Rukia's very high and excited voice snapped Ichigo out of his searching and he turned to look where his friend's eyes were looking.
He could hear it. Something clicked in the back of his head, like two pieces of a puzzle finally coming together. When his eyes landed on the man a few feet from him, Ichigo felt for the first time in his life that it was complete. As he stared at the man, so too did the man stare back at him, and he looked like how Ichigo felt, hot. The man was so good looking, with his steel grey eyes and long, silky midnight black hair. He was tall and perfectly built. Ichigo could tell that under those clothes the man must be ripped. Ichigo felt his body heat up to levels he didn't know were possible and he went to take a step forward, to jump into those strong arms and stay there for the rest of his life.
"Whoa, what the hell is that smell?" Renji exclaimed loudly right next to him, it wasn't enough to stop him from looking into those eyes but it did stop him from moving forward.
"Yeah, I smell it too." Rukia piped up next to him, she looked at her brother like he was some kind of weirdo. Why on Earth was he just standing there staring at Ichigo? And this smell, where did it come from? It smelt like her brother and yet it didn't. It was getting stronger by the second. What was going on?
The raven finally pulled his eyes away from Ichigo's and the teen felt like he was released from invisible chains.
"Good evening, Rukia." The man's voice sent shivers down Ichigo's body and he felt the heat increase.
"Brother, I didn't think you were coming back this early." The girl sheepishly said, not really catching the eye of her brother for fear of what she'd see. No matter how excited she was to see her brother, she also knew she was in trouble for having a party on a Sunday night. Well, it wasn't like they had school in the morning, seniors got the week off to study privately before going back for exams.
"Yes…" He glanced around the room and the swarm of people chatting and eating and drinking around them. "… it seems so."
"I'm sorry, brother. I'll ask everyone to leave immediately." She looked downtrodden, but she didn't want her brother angry with her for the next week.
"That won't be necessary. I'll let this go for tonight."
Rukia beamed happily. "Thanks, brother! You're awesome."
A soft smile formed on the man's lips and it simply melted Ichigo's heart. Then the grey eyes turned to Renji. Ichigo was a bit pissed that they weren't looking at him anymore, which he berated himself for since he didn't even know the man.
"Renji, I hope you're doing well." There was no softness in the man's voice anymore, it was strictly professional. It seemed that was how the raven talked to friends of his sister.
"Yes, I am. Thanks for asking, Byakuya."
Byakuya. Finally, Ichigo knew his name and it sounded so right. Like he was meant to say that name for his entire life. What was this feeling? It was so weird, so different, nothing he had ever felt before. He just stood there, stunned.
The raven-haired man turned to look at Ichigo and that same concentration fell over him as both he and the orangette looked into each other's eyes again. The man grinned, it was unsure but still looked handsome and had the orangette weak at the knees.
"And who might you be? Another friend of Rukia's?" If Ichigo didn't know any better, he would say that the other man was flirting.
"Yes, he's actually both our best friend." Renji said to the raven, though the man didn't even spare the red head a glance. So fixated was he on Ichigo that Renji wondered if the man had finally lost it, the weird thing was that Ichigo seemed to be acting the same way and he never acted like that to any guy.
"Hey Renji, let's go find the other's." Rukia said, the red head looked at her confused, but he nodded in agreement.
"Okay. Catch you later, Ichigo." And then he was pulled away, leaving Ichigo alone with the new man.
"Ichigo, nice name." That deep baritone sent heat shooting all over his body and the way his name rolled off the raven's tongue should be considered a sin. "I'm Byakuya Kuchiki."
Ichigo couldn't think of anything to say, he was completely entranced with the smell that was coming from the man. It was everything that he ever wanted and so much more. He couldn't help it; the smell was clouding his mind and heat was making him lose his senses. He knew his cheeks were flushed and his pupils dilated, and most embarrassingly he knew that he was pitching a tent. The whole situation was so confusing, the last time he reacted so strongly was when he was going through puberty and let's just say that was the worse time of his life – so many Alpha's were coming after his arse and the fact that they smelled horrible was the only reason he still held his v-card.
But, this time it was different. Every fibre in his being was telling him to take this man somewhere quiet and let him have what is considered most precious to one so young. He just lost it as he gazed upon the man that seemed to have been what he's been waiting for his whole life. Ichigo did the only thing that he could think of – those dark grey eyes seemed to compel him to do something he would never do – he closed the gap between their bodies and kissed those lips that seemed to call to him.
Byakuya responded straight away, he wrapped his arms around the teen's waist, feeling that this was where they should be, around the beautiful being. He licked the teen's bottom lip and was instantly granted entrance. The taste of the teen was even more intoxicating then his smell, it was so overwhelming, making him lose his sensible mind. Their tongues moved together in a perfect dance, he barely knew this teen and yet it felt like they were just meant to be.
They finally pulled back and both were out of breath, their cheeks red and they could not tear their eyes from each other. Ichigo was so lost in his own blissful mind after that kiss that he didn't see the person come tripping into him and spilling their red drink all over him. The impact would have sent him to the floor if it weren't for the arms and quick reflexes from this breathtaking man that kept his face from meeting the floor. Ichigo turned to yell at the guy who just soaked him in alcohol but he was gone, stumbling off to ruin somebody else's outfit.
"What a jerk." The orangette huffed, feeling his blood boil.
"Are you okay?" Came the sinful voice from his personal heaven.
Ichigo looked up and saw the man leaning over him, still bending from having caught him. His breath hitched and his heart rate picked up as he gazed at the sharp features and fierce eyes of the man holding him in such an intimate hold. They were so close and he could feel the man's breath on his skin and that scent warmed him even more.
"Y-yeah, I'm…" He could feel the man's warmth through his wet shirt and it was just a strange mixture of hot and cold that it made his brain turn to mush. "I'm fine. But, now I'm all wet. This sucks."
He knew that he sounded like a whiny teen, but at that moment he didn't care, he just felt that this man would not judge him no matter what.
"Did you want some help?" Byakuya asked, that baritone putting a trance on him. "My room has a bathroom in it, so you can clean up in there."
A shiver went down his back and it felt so good. "Y-yeah… Okay."
A small grin tugged at the raven's lips and he stood up straight, taking the orangette's hand in his own and entwining their fingers. He tugged the teen along after him, pushing through the crowd in the kitchen and dance floor. They got to a huge door and the raven opened it into a giant room that was lit up bright. A staircase was at one side of the room and a door at the other, he assumed it was the front door. Byakuya took him up the stairs and along a hallway with many big doors and beautiful designs.
Ichigo was feeling nervous, he's never followed a stranger to their room before. He thought that he should feel scared, but not with Byakuya, he felt safe with this man and his scent only gave him the reassurance that he needed. It was so weird; he'd never trusted someone so completely so quickly.
They slowed to more of a gentle walk then the rushed one they had when they were trying to get past all the people at the party. They walked side by side, Ichigo stealing a few glances at the ravens face. He looked so calm and perfect, like he had done this a million times before – that irked the teen a lot and his frown deepened thinking that this man took people to his bedroom many times before.
Ichigo took a deep breath to try and calm down, but the question nagged at him too much for him to stop himself. "So, do you do this often?"
He wanted to punch himself in the face for asking such a question, but he couldn't help it, the desire to know just overcame him. The look he got from the raven was a calculating one, like he was trying to understand what the orangette was trying to say.
"If you mean by bringing a person I just met to my rooms, then no, I don't do this often."
No words could express the relief that came over him at hearing those words. For some reason he already thought of the man as his and to know that he may do this constantly set his blood a boil. It was a strange feeling, but he couldn't deny that he felt a hundred times better now that he knew that the raven's not the sleep around type.
"Okay, we're here."
Author's Note: So, what do you think? Do you like is so far? If you do, continue on to the next chapter, this is where things get hot and heavy.
