Summery: Ichigo is starting to feel things he has never felt before. How will he cope with these new yearning emotions? And how will he manage when he finally realises the source of his desires? Renji x Ichigo
Disclaimer: I do not in anyway own bleach v.v And if I did, do you really think I would be sitting here pouring the contents of my sordid imagination here on FF . net !! HELL NO !! I would be making all them juicy scenes on everyone's thoughts a reality because I know for a fact that I'm not the only one on this earth that adores a bit of Renji/Ichigo smexyness .
Additional Notes: Based after Aizen retreats from Soul Society to the land of Menos. There will be some OOCnes but I will try and keep where possible the characters attitudes as close as possible to those in the series. However I'm sure Ill end up taking some creative licence here and there XD
Warnings: Rated M for language, adult themes and graphic situations further along the line.
Obtaining the Unobtainable
Chapter 1:
It was a swelteringly hot day it must have been at least 40 degrees outside with the midmorning sun relentlessly shining through the upper bedroom window of Kurosaki Ichigo. The unrelenting heat didn't help the orange haired teen who was engrossed in completing a never-ending onslaught of maths problems that were set as homework the previous day.
The longer Ichigo stared at the numbers the more blurred, fuzzy and fused the text seemed to get, this heat was seriously not healthy. But if he wanted to keep ahead in school he had to get his homework for each of his subjects done in good time. Hunting hollows and protecting the general well fair of his home town was very time consuming, and on several occasions was on the receiving end of a series of reprimands from his teachers about the drop in quality and lateness in relation to his school work. So his only defence now was to study and get it done well in advance with whatever quiet time he may have available. He had nearly finished his maths, but still had a report to write for English Literature as well as completing an essay along with diagrams about plate tectonics for geography.
So, wiping the sweat off his brow and placing his glasses back on his face he continued his studies without further delay for the following three hours.
Just as the pile of work seemed to dwindle and was nearing the end of his given task, Ichigo could hear the faint sound of footsteps ascending the staircase to the upper floors. He did not pay them much attention till the sound was getting closer and louder till it seemed to halt right outside his closed bedroom door. Whoever it was he hoped would carry on their way, All Ichigo needed was one more hour and his tedious assignments would be finished. However to no avail, all he heard next was the rattle of the handle and the squeak of the hinges as the door swung open. Ichigo removed his glasses and turned in his seat to face the entrance.
The door opened to reveal none other than the loud mouthed Abarai Renji, more than likely come to annoy the hell out of Ichigo as per usual. Renji always seemed to pick the times when Ichigo was most busy to come and pester him. Which lately has become very frequent seeing as the spiky haired shinigami was now assigned to patrol the town along side Ichigo in the land of the living. However due to the constant threat that Aizan posed, Renji had to be based in the living world on a permanent basis, only to return to Soul Society when necessary or otherwise summoned.
As a result, Renji was required to partake in all the regular daily activities, such as attending high school with the carrot topped teen so that he and Rukia were always on hand in case of an attack. The tattooed shinigami, along with Rukia even managed to weasel their way into living in the Kurosaki household.
Isshin was over the moon when Rukia and her "cousin" Renji requested to rent the spare room. He turned their money away loudly proclaiming that such a pretty faced friend of his son was more than welcome to stay. This did nothing but cause a slight blush to appear on Rukia's face and earn Isshin a punch in the nose from his agitated son. While rubbing his nose to ebb the pain away, Isshin announced that Rukia would be living in the guest room down the hall while Renji bunked on the second bed provided for him in Ichigo's room. Isshin went as far as proclaiming while quirking his brow at Rukia that if ever she needed anything be it day or night that he would be happy to service to her needs. The demented grin he wore though did nothing but make Rukia cringe and earn Isshin another blow from his infuriated son then dragged away by Karin muttering "perverted old man" under her breath.
"Hey. Tall, Dark and Nerdy". Renji jibed while leaning casually within the door frame. "Dinner is nearly ready."
"Haven't you ever been taught to knock before you enter a room" Ichigo snapped, not bothering to hide the obvious annoyance in his voice. "And who do you think you are calling nerdy you dumbass!
"Oh common Ichigo, surely you have better things to do on a weekend than do homework that's not due till the end of next week!" he stated walking into the room and approaching the desk. "And in case you have forgotten, I live in this room to you know. So I can come and go as I please without the need for knocking" Renji drawled with that trademark smirk plastered to his face.
While huffing with indignity, "Unlike some idiots that I know, I actually need to graduate from school thanks, Its not like I'm here in the living world posing as a student just to keeping the fucking population of the town's hollows in check." That said, Ichigo put his glasses back on and turned back to his awaiting assignment.
"Oh quit being so uptight and come downstairs for dinner." Renji retorted while playfully poking Ichigo in the back of the head. "If you don't eat, whose arse am I going to whoop during training sessions later on?" He sniggered and dashed downstairs before the flying textbook could make contact with his head.
How could someone such as this crimson topped pineapple get under his skin while hardly saying anything at all and much to his annoyance seem to achieve such a result so effortlessly! Renji always had the knack of winding him up and just generally getting on his nerves. Just thinking about it made his blood boil! Resigning himself, Ichigo placed his glasses on the desk and walked to the door. If he didn't go down to dinner, then surely Yuzu would come upstairs and whinge till Karin turns up to push him down the stairs for upsetting her lighter haired twin.
Besides, Ichigo had indeed been cooped up in his stuffy room studying for the better part of the day. Maybe after something to eat, he would join Renji for an evening training session. God knows he needed the fresh air and the opportunity wipe that seemingly permanent smirk off Renji's face by any means possible.
So how was that for an introductory chapter? Please be kind as this is my first story. I'm really trying to make an effort towards a proper tale and not simply provide a one-shot.
Eitherways Ill know what you guys think when you review and let me know of your thoughts !!
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Until the next chapter.
FS
Although i state in my disclaimer that i do not own bleach in any way "crys"
however i do claim Copywrite under the author name of ForsakenSorceress to all the little plot bunnies that i manage to produce.