Summary: Ichigo and his twin brother, Shiro, have always been inseparable. If you would see one, then the other was not far behind. No one thought anything about it, they just believed that they were showing brotherly love. That is, until they twins were caught kissing in an unused hall in their high school. What will they do now that someone knows their Dirty Little Secret?
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach...so sad...
"Ichi~ Hichi~ Come on boys! Don't wanna be late on your first day of high school!" Called a tall, beautiful woman with a head full of strawberry blond hair and soft, gentle, brown eyes. Those eyes were currently sparkling with amusement as she looked up the stairs of the home she shared with her husband, twin boys, and twin girls. She loved her family more then anything in the world.
"It's Shiro, Ma!" Called back her second born son, "Stop callin me Hichi!"
Upstairs, the younger of the two boys glared at his twin who was snickering lightly before a pillow hit him in the face. The two twin boys were almost identical, if not for the younger being born as an albino with snowy white hair, deathly pale skin, and red eyes while the older had bright, sunset orange hair, eyes like their mother, and bronzed skin. The two boys loved nothing more then being near each other, and it was rare to find one without the other.
"Oh quit throwin pillows at me iHichigo/i~" The elder twin teased, ducking when another pillow was chucked at him, "Ok, ok...I'll stop callin ya that."He snickered before looping an arm around his brother and nuzzling into his snowy hair, "Hmmm...what ya think high school's gunna be like?"
"I dunno...I just hope they dun try'n separate us like they did back 'n middle school." The lighter male responded as he pressed a kiss to his twin's temple. Despite being younger, he was taller by a few inches, not that he minded of course.
"Yeah...maybe mom said somethin to the principle...she said she knows him." Ichigo replied as he wiggled free to finish getting dressed in the school uniform.
Once they were both dressed, they headed downstairs to grab a quick breakfast before leaving the house and heading off for their first day of high school.
"Ichigo! Shiro! Hey you two!" Bellowed a rather loud mouthed red-head as he waved his arms over his head to try and get the twins' attention.
The two glanced at each other and shook their heads before turning their eyes back to the group of friends they've had since elementary school. Among the group was Abarai Renji, Inoue Orihime, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, Kuchiki Rukia, Matsumoto Rangiku, Uryuu Ishida, Arisawa Tatsuki, and Yasutora Sado, better known as Chad thanks to Ichigo.
Renji, the one who had hollered at them, was a tall teen with fire-truck red hair that was always pulled into a top-knot on his head. He was broad shouldered, had mischievous wine colored eyes, and black tribal tattoos on his face, neck, and the bit of chest and shoulders that could be seen under his uniform top. How he got away with those tattoos was beyond the twins and they never bothered to question him.
Orihime was what most men's, and some women's, wet dreams were made of. She had long apricot colored hair, a slim waist, large bust, and cute, almost childish face. Shiro swore up and down that the naive girl had a crush on his twin, Ichigo was completely oblivious to that fact, however.
Grimmjow Jaegerjaques was another tall one in the group. He stood at about 6'2" at the age of sixteen and constantly picked on the shorter males in the group, mainly Ichigo and Ishida. He had seemingly untamable teal hair, bright blue eyes that rivaled the mischievousness of Renji's, there was almost always a feral grin stretched over his face and he, like Renji, bore tattoos that no one bothered to ask how he got away with them. His, however, were simple jagged blue-green marks on the corners of his eyes. He was built like Renji, strong and formidable looking, yet had more of a wild air about him then the red-head.
Kuchiki Rukia was easily the smallest of the group. Standing at a mere 5'2", the petite raven haired girl was believed to be the 'weak link' among the group. However, she had a temper on her that made it so she could easily stand against some of the biggest men and not even think of backing down. Her big violet eyes spoke of promises of pain to anyone who dared talk down to her.
Matsumoto Rangiku was one that both twins tended to try and not get in a room alone with. For as long as the two had known her, she was, well, interesting. She had long, wavy, strawberry-blond hair, ice blue eyes, and a chest that was only rivaled by Inoue's. Unlike Inoue, though, Rangiku had a bad habit of trying to suffocate men within her bosom, not that many argued with it.
Uryuu Ishida was one that made both twins wonder why he was in their merry band of misfits. He was intelligent, stuck-up, and Shiro always wanted to punch him. He wore his inky black hair long in the front and short in the back so that the bangs were framing his pale, pointed face. His eyes were a cold blue and hidden behind silver, rectangular frames. Ichigo swore to all that was holy and unholy that the only reason he hung around them was to try and make Inoue notice him.
Arisawa Tatsuki was one that the twins had both known the longest, aside from each other of course. Both of the twins had spent their younger years in karate with her. She was extremely tom-boyish and was a beast in karate. Neither of the twins ever managed to beat her and it bruised their egos to know a girl could best them every time. She wore her short, dark hair in spikes around her head and her eyes were a deep, chocolate brown.
Finally, there was Sado Yasuturo, the gentle giant. Sado, or Chad as Ichigo dubbed him, was the tallest of their little group. He was also built like a brick wall. With one look at the large teen, most went running the other way. He was soft spoken and had a heart of gold. His hair was rather bushy and hung down over one eye while the uncovered one always held a calm, serene look to it.
Once Ichigo and Shiro joined the group, Ichigo dove behind his twin as Rangiku decided to dive in and give one, or both, of them a hug. Snickering arose from the group as Shiro let out a yelp and flailed his arms as he was smothered by the older teen's ample bosom.
"Hee hee...I think you should let him go, Matsumoto." Ichigo laughed as he watched his brother try to free himself.
Rangiku laughed a little and gave Shiro one last squeeze before letting him go and putting her hands on Ichigo's and Shiro's heads, "So, how are our favorite little freshman?" She cooed sweetly as Shiro coughed and gasped, trying to get his breathing back to normal.
Of the group, Rangiku, Renji, and Grimmjow were the oldest, all three being in their second year already. The rest were just now entering their first year and they all, besides the twins, glared at Rangiku for what she said.
"What about all of us, huh?" Tatsuki demanded, placing her fisted hands against her hips and scowling.
Rangiku laughed and pulled the twins into a hug, ignoring the fact that they both started to flail and try to squirm from her grip, "Oh come on! Everyone knows the twins are everyone's favorites!" She cried, squeezing them tighter.
"Um...Rangiku-san...I think they're turning blue..." Inoue whispered as she looked at the two boys who were struggling even harder now.
Rangiku blinked and looked down at them, "Oh my...they are." She said, surprise evident in her voice as she let them go.
Both twins staggered away from her, grasping their chests and gasping for air as they held each other up. Meanwhile, Renji and Grimmjow were both dying with laughter at the sight of the two teens almost being, as Renji dubbed it, killed by boobage.
"Tch. What children." Ishida sighed, shaking his head before turning for the gate, "The bell will be ringing soon. It would be in all of your best interests to get inside before hand." He tossed over his shoulder before striding away.
Ichigo, who had finally managed to gather his breath enough, stood a bit straighter and scowled at Ishida's back before turning his eyes to the rest of the group, "Hate to admit it...but he is right. Maybe we should head in." He said with a shrug as he hitched his bag higher on his shoulder and glanced at his twin before starting inside.
When they all got inside, the group split up to each head off to their own classes. Luckily, after getting their schedules, Ichigo and Shiro found out that they did have all the same classes.
"Yes! Go mom!" Ichigo cheered after looking over their schedules and confirming that they were exactly alike.
Shiro chuckled a bit and slung an arm around the smaller twin's shoulders before heading to their homeroom class. Both of them ignored all the odd looks they were getting. After all, twins, walking down the hall like that while one is albino and decidedly punkish, they were bound to get odd looks. They were used to it though.
When lunch came around, the twins were heading from their last class before lunch to meet up with their friends when Shiro spotted an empty classroom. A smirk curled over his lips and after a quick glance around to make sure no one was looking, he grabbed his brother's arm and dragged him into the room, pushing the door shut with his foot before gently shoving the shorter male up against the wall beside the door and mashing their lips together.
Ichigo, who had been about to ask what his brother was doing, groaned softly into the mashing of lips and raised his arms to wrap them around Shiro's neck, his lips slipping open to make room for his brother's pierced tongue. They both knew this was highly taboo, but that just made everything even more exciting for them. Shiro had always loved dangerous things and Ichigo, after spending so much time with his rather troublesome twin, grew to love them just as much. They knew they loved each other, they knew they loved taking risks. To them, these actions were the best of both worlds for them.
Shiro let out a soft, possessive growl as he nibbled on his brother's lower lip, smirking mentally at the soft whine the smaller of the two elicited. He pressed his form tighter to his brother's, curling one hand in the orange locks upon his twin's head while the other hand went to Ichigo's hip. The pale twin shoved one leg between his twin's and ground his thigh against his brother's groin, reviling in the gasp that the action produced.
Ichigo whined softly and pulled away from the kiss, tipping his head back slightly and sucking in gasping lung-fulls of air, "A-ah...Shiro...n-not here..." He whispered breathlessly as his twin started to attack his neck, tugging down the collar of his shirt to reach the flesh beneath, "Nnnng...Shiro..."
Shiro grinned before suddenly pulling away and starting to straighten his clothes, glancing back at his flushed twin with a smirk, "Well...a'right then...time fer lunch." He hummed as he headed to the door and peeked out to make sure the hall was still empty before leaving the room, trying not to laugh at the expression he knew Ichigo was wearing.
Ichigo tried not to whine in disappointment as he adjusted himself before slipping out of the room as well. He hated when Shiro did things like that and the younger male knew he hated it which made him want to do so all the more.
When they got to the lunch room, Ichigo had plenty of time to calm himself down and had stopped in a bathroom to make sure there weren't any visible marks since he knew his brother tended to do anything and everything to embarrass him. The twins slipped into the seats their friends left for them, after getting lunch, and joined in on the conversation which was, of course, about the new classes.
"My math teacher is sooooo kyute!" Rangiku squealed to the other girls and anyone else who would listen.
Ichigo and Shiro, of course, ignored her and chatted with Renji about their own classes.
Lunch continued on and the group of friends continued their conversation, completely unawares of the eyes that were resting on the twins.
