All Right now!! This is going to be great!! I'm posting my first fic!! I'm scared shitless…
Seriously… scared to death…
Ooh…. This might have been a bad ideaaaaaa… whines
Okay, know what? I dun care man!! I'm gonna write, and it will be magnificent!!
Title: Under These Lonely Stars
Pairing: IshidaXKeigo
Rating: MA
Warning: Here there be drago-- erm, sex. Right, sex, and violence and things that make kiddies ask awkward questions.
Disclaimer: If I owned Bleach Tite Kubo'd be outta a job now wouldn't he? And seeing as we are still getting manga releases every three months or so, he's pretty much still kicking! Plus, I can't draw, I really can't.
Rant Space: I really like writing this pairing… tis fun…and is it just me or did Yumichika look way hotter with long hair? Oh, this is a longer fic, like, maybe no lemon for about three chapters, kaysies?
Chapter One: Restraining Order.
"Yo!" Keigo Waved brightly and Ishida sighed. Stupid smile, stupid too bright Hawaiian shirt, stupid basket…
"hello." he sighed and shook his head, Keigo's smile falling.
"now what's that?! I brought food!" Keigo objected and Ishida crossed his arms.
"I don't see why, I'm not letting you in my house." Ishida frowned and pushed his glasses up.
"well duh, it's a picnic!" Keigo grinned.
"Of course it is…" Ishida sighed. This had been happening pretty much every day since the beginning of break. Keigo would come over and spew a 'yo' at him then drag him off to god knows where.
"Sheesh, you're quite the asshole today…" Keigo grumble and shifted the basket in his hands
"Why are you even here? Get lost, don't you have friends or something?" Ishida sighed again and glanced away, Keigo growling at him.
"But Ichigo and Mizuiro are outta town and I got banned from the onsen and the dojo Orihime and Tatsuki hang oooooout!" Keigo whined and Ishida sighed.
"I wonder why…" he muttered.
"Listen you dork, I am not spending my summer inside playing RPGs again! That was like pixilated hell!!" Keigo yelled. Ishida blinked at him then snorted a little.
"You really are an idiot aren't you? It's not all an act is it?" he chuckled a little and Keigo's eyes went wide. He grit his teeth and gripped tighter onto his basket while Ishida chuckled.
"Know what?! Fuck you! I'm leaving and I'm taking my picnic with me! Even if it does look pathetic to eat a picnic alone…" Keigo muttered and glared at him then turned to go, Ishida sighing and shaking his head.
"Hold on, I'll come with you." he rolled his eyes.
"Che, I don't want you to, kiss off you glasses freak…" Keigo grumbled but stood still, waiting on him. Ishida pulled his shoes on and settled out.
"Lets go." he said, Keigo looking him over and frowning.
"You're not gonna… y'know, change first?" he asked, Ishida frowning at him.
"Why?" he asked, looking down at himself.
"You're wearing a suit in the middle of summer; you look like a broker, seriously uncool." Keigo grumbled but Ishida just started walking.
"Who cares, lets just go." he grunted and Keigo jogged to catch up.
"You are making this seriously unfun." he frowned at him and Ishida rolled his eyes.
"Stop saying seriously followed by UN words that aren't real, you're not serious and unfun isn't a real word." he corrected and Keigo glared.
"Kiss off." he hissed.
"Stupid." Ishida countered.
"Asshole." Keigo shot back.
"no wonder Ichigo's friends with you, you two are on the same wavelength." Ishida sighed and put his hands in his pockets, Keigo scoffing and looking away.
"don't say that like it's a bad thing…" he grumbled and Ishida looked over at him.
"Why are you hanging out with me instead of Chad?" he asked, Keigo frowning.
"Chad's got other friends." he answered.
"I have other friends." Ishida added, Keigo looking over at him skeptically.
"So?" he asked.
"So, what if I have other plans?" Ishida scowled.
"Do you?" Keigo asked and Ishida got caught up short. He didn't, hell, he hadn't even gone to camp that year… instead he'd stayed home and…
Did stuff with Keigo.
Wait… he'd turned down offers to do things because… well, Keigo always said he'd be by tomorrow and it'd be rude to not greet him if he came by… who had told him where he lives anyway?!
"No, but that doesn't mean I always wont." Ishida answered. This was weird…Keigo rolled his eyes and shifted his basket to the other had.
"Didn't think you would. Hey, they're showing fireworks in a few weeks!" Keigo exclaimed at a sign, grinning wildly and pointing.
"Hn." Ishida nodded.
"Don't 'Hn' me! Fireworks are fun!" Keigo yelled, glaring at him.
"I didn't say they weren't." Ishida sighed and Keigo grumbled a little and started walking again, getting a few steps ahead of Ishida before the Quincy started after him.
"Another reason I keep asking you to hang out with me is because I want to understand it." Keigo muttered and Ishida looked over at him sharply. What does he… why did him saying that make my heart beat faster?! What the hell is wrong with me today?!
"What?" he managed to ask, Keigo shaking his head a little and sighing as they entered the park.
"The whole thing. With Ichi-chan and Orihime, and Renji, and those other weird guys, and Ikka-kun and Yumi-chan. I wanna get it." Keigo answered then grinned, setting the basket down. "Here should be good."
"Get it?" Ishida frowned.
"Yeah, all kinds of shit has happened to me, just from being around Kurosaki, I wanna know it all. And Chad clams up when people ask him, even if Ikkaku and Yumi-chan did tell me some already." Keigo sat on the grass and pulled things out of the basket, Ishida frowning. He didn't even bring a blanket to sit on…
"Well, you should have just asked instead of dancing around it and taking me out." he suggested, sitting and looking at the things Keigo was pulling from the basket.
"Would you honestly have talked to me? I mean, you're Kurosaki's friend in a way, but you're in that group, I'm in this one, and we barely know each other. I mean, realistically, we've only had lunch together twice before summer." Keigo smirked and Ishida frowned.
Why does this sound like some cliché high school romance instead of an explanation?
Why the hell am I thinking that?!
"what's this?" Ishida mumbled and opened a container, Keigo snatching it back.
"dessert." the boy replied and set it to the side, Ishida frowning.
"Dessert?" he asked.
"Yes. Why?" Keigo frowned.
"Nothing. You just didn't seem like the kind of person to save dessert till after." Ishida answered and sat back as Keigo nodded a little and went about preparing plates. Ishida felt really useless about then. Keigo may not be very bright, but he was efficient. And quick. This was too weird, surreal, why was he eating lunch with Keigo again? It just… he had better things to do right? He had summer papers to write and books to read and he had to mend at least sixteen shirts that got ripped from battles.
Why the hell was he here?!
"so spill, what's the big deal with the weird stuff happening?" Keigo asked, handing him a fully loaded plate with absolutely no pomp or circumstance.
"Evil spirits." Ishida answered, Keigo frowning.
"Eh?" he grunted.
"Hollows, or evil spirits, have configured around Karakura and Ichigo is helping the Shinigami fight them." Ishida answered simply.
"WHAT KIND OF CRAZY MANGA THEORY IS THAT?!" Keigo yelled suddenly, Ishida going wide eyed.
"Crazy manga theory nothing!! It's the truth!!" he yelled back, Keigo rolling his eyes and falling backwards on the grass.
"How am I supposed to--" he started.
"You've seen them haven't you?" Ishida sighed, Keigo frowning.
"Well, yeah but evil spirits? Shinigami?" Keigo sighed. "It all sounds a bit far fetched if you ask me."
"And I'm a Quincy, a sort of exclusive exorcist." Ishida just felt the need to add that, no clue why. Maybe just pride being that he wanted everyone to know he was just as involved in this war as every other person in Karakura.
"Right… hell, why shouldn't I believe that?" Keigo chuckled a little and closed his eyes, Ishida frowning.
"What did Ikkaku tell you?" he asked.
"That they were spies for the Korean government!" Keigo grinned.
"LIKE THAT'S ANY BETTER!!" Ishida yelled.
"Well Sheesh, I didn't believes him… I just didn't think it was spirits and all that…"
Keigo grumbled. Ishida sighed and lifted his fork, stuffing something; he didn't really look, into his mouth. Then his eyes widened in shock.
"Wow! This is great! Where'd you buy this?!" he asked, Keigo frowning.
"Buy it? I made it." Keigo frowned, Ishida's jaw falling.
"No way!" he objected, Keigo sitting up.
"Yeah, I made everything last night." he answered, Ishida frowning.
"Why would you… go through all the trouble of doing that?" he glanced away and Keigo shrugged.
"I like cooking, it wasn't trouble." he answered.
"You like cooking?" Ishida asked, slightly shocked. Oh, I get mocked for sewing but he does something just as housewife-ish and doesn't get ragged on? No fair.
"don't you dare tell, Mizuho thinks it's a punishment for me to have to cook." Keigo glared and fell backwards again.
"Then how'd you get past her to make all this?" Ishida asked.
"I just did it while she was asleep, though she did say something when I left…" Keigo muttered, blushing a little.
"Hmm?" Ishida frowned down at him.
"She kinda asked if I had a girlfriend I was taking out! Stupid huh?" Keigo chuckled and Ishida blushed a little.
"And you didn't correct her?" he asked. Why does that make my stomach flip?!
"Che, I tell her I'm meeting you and she'll go off on a tangent about how gay I am…" Keigo grumbled.
"y-you're gay?" Ishida stammered, Keigo's eyes snapping open.
"Eh?! I didn't say that!! I just said that's what she'd say if I told her I was going on a date with you!!" he yelled, a couple girls near them giggling and Keigo going red. He pulled his knees up to his chest and scowled. "Fuck."
"A… a date?" Ishida gaped out, Keigo growling.
"So?" he grumbled.
"I'm… you're not… I'm not…" Ishida went redder and redder.
"shut up, that's not what I meant to say, I mean that's how she'd see it… especially since we're barely friends and I don't have any real reason to hang out with you other than you being cute that she knows about." Keigo muttered.
"You think I'm cute?" Ishida asked. Fuck, why is this entire situation filling me with the warm and fuzzies?! Damn it!! Stop looking at him!
"Will you just stop asking fucking embarrassing questions?!" Keigo yelled and Ishida went red, glancing away.
"sorry." he said softly.
"Eat your food." Keigo grunted and started eating, not speaking to him. Ishida ate; privately admiring Keigo's cooking, and tried to not look the other boy's way. This was just too weird. He's saying the weirdest things but they don't seem to embarrass him unless I call him out on it… like he doesn't even realize it. And he didn't answer me as to if he thought I was cute or not.
YAAAA!! WHY DO I WANT TO KNOW THAT?!
Ishida glanced back over at Keigo who was cleaning up the rest of their food and sighed.
"Let me." he said, Keigo looking up.
"Huh?" he frowned at him.
"You made it and prepared everything, I should clean up." Ishida clarified, Keigo's brow furrowing.
"But you--" he started and Ishida held a hand out.
"Just hand me the basket Keigo." he sighed. Keigo frowned and lifted the basket to him.
"here." he said shortly and Ishida took it.
Damn, the atmosphere is so tense now…
Ishida opened the basket and started putting the containers inside until Keigo sighed heavily.
"You're doing it wrong." Keigo whined a little and Ishida glanced up at him.
"I'll figure it out." he declared and went back to moving the containers around like trying to fit puzzle pieces together. Keigo moved to the other side and grabbed his wrist, moving the container he'd been holding to the side and took two rectangular ones and fit them with that one.
"Like this." Keigo muttered, grabbing another, Ishida blushing when he realized that Keigo still had his wrist. He pulled it back and grabbed another, Keigo holding up a hand.
"that one's last."
"You remember which order you put them in?" Ishida asked, just a little impressed.
"I remember which order I took them out, then reverse it. Plus, we haven't ate that yet." Keigo smiled and shook it, something rattling inside.
"Oh… you're right. What is it?" Ishida frowned.
"Chocolate and caramel." Keigo handed it to him and went back to putting the other things away.
"Chocolate and caramel what?" Ishida sighed.
"Chocolate with caramel, how many times do I have to say it?" Keigo sighed and took the container back, popping the lid and handing him one perfectly formed candy.
"You made it?" Ishida asked, looking at the little thing. It looked amazing. Erm, for a candy that is.
"Mm-hmm…" Keigo nodded, going a little red. "I mean, I used a mold but yeah…"
"This is professional grade, you could sell these!" Ishida exclaimed, popping it into his mouth and letting it melt.
It was, quite possibly, the most delicious thing that Keigo had made that day.
"No!" Keigo said sharply and Ishida looked up.
"Why not?" he asked, swallowing and frowning.
"I don't cook for money, if I did it'd just turn into work. Why would I want something that's fun for me to turn into work?" Keigo chuckled. "I mean, if I wanted to cook professionally, I'd just get a part time job at a restaurant."
"I suppose…" Ishida nodded.
"I mean, that's almost like asking someone to watch TV professionally…" Keigo muttered, Ishida smiling softly.
"You like cooking that much?"
"Well eh…" Keigo blushed and Ishida chuckled a little.
"You'd get embarrassed by that?" he laughed.
"Stop asking embarrassing questions…" Keigo grumbled and Ishida smiled a little, Keigo glancing at him. "You look pretty when you smile."
"PRETTY?" Ishida glared and Keigo smirked.
"mm-hmm." he nodded then grew a really perverted grin that Ishida really got the urge to punch his face in for. "Like, with a few berets and a skirt you'd look super cute."
"Fuck you! I'm going home!" Ishida yelled and stood, Keigo's eyes widening and he stood too, grabbing the basket.
"Oh Ishi-chaaaan! Don't get mad cause I called you cuuuuuute!" Keigo called after him,
Ishida going redder.
"You're making a scene! And don't call me Ishi-chan!" he yelled, not stopping. God… Am I madder because he called be a girl or because I got all soft when he looked at me like that…
"I'll give you the last candy!" Keigo called.
That stopped him. Ishida froze and glanced over a shoulder.
"Eh… really?"
"Yep. Walk home with me." Keigo smiled and handed him the container.
"Fine." Ishida snatched the box and Keigo grinned, leading the way back to his apartment.
Endo Chapataru Ichi!
OMG… in episode 126, Renji's T-shirt says 'Red Pineapple' on it!! Lol! Oh, and Hinamori is officially insane…and at the end you can tell Ryuuken cares!! All that taunting and anger was just because Uryuu didn't think his actions through!! AWWW!! Ryuuken isn't a heartless bastard who wants to beat the shit out of his son! HE CAAAAARES!! New favorite episode… btw, what on earth did Renji want to ask Kisuke… my pervy mind just keeps going over it… lol… bondage bondage bondage… By the way, this has been Edited