Hey everyone! I know, I know. Some of you may be a little pissed with me for not updating my other stories. But in truth, I just don't know how to go about writing the next chapters! I mean, I honestly don't know how to go about writing them. And since this story has been wiggling it's way around in my head, I've wanted to write it for a while now. But here's the catch. This is a superduper great story, well it's going to be anyway! And I'm not the only one that needs credit for this. This is a duo written story! I'm one author for it, the other is Pheonix220 who is not only a fantastic writer, but also a pretty good friend of mine! If you haven't read anything she's written, then you're missing out and I DEMAND that you go and read her stories. The one that got me hooked on her writings is "First Impressions" it was better than I could have imagined and I wanted more and more out of her until I read everything she had! I mean it, go and read her stuff, you won't be disappointed!

"Corona, with lime please," a soft voice said, its sun-kissed owner sitting on the closest bar stool. His lime green shorts stood out from the black plastic cover and he hooked his orange sandals under the bar to hold himself on. He smiled politely, passing his ID when asked.

"Coming up Doll," the brunette bar tender gave him a flirty smile as she reached into the chipped metal cooler to her left, lifting the bottle out. Popping the top before placing a wedge of lime on the rim, she sat it on a black paper coaster in front of her customer.

"Thanks," was all he said before lifting the citric fruit and pushing it into the neck of the bottle. He took his first swig, the cold liquid hitting his taste buds in just the right way and bringing a smile to his face as he swallowed. Before he had taken a second drink, a voice behind him made him jump, nearly toppling his stool. He glanced back, glaring a bit at the familiar face, annoyed more at the smug grin on it. "Jesus Renji, you know I don't like people sneaking up on me like that." He shook his head, the shaggy orange hair moving with him. The howl of laughter from his supposed friend made his glare deepen but after a coupole of seconds he rolled his eyes and shook his head at his friend's idiosy. They'd been putting up with each other's shit, sticking to each other like glue for years so a stupid joke wouldn't do any damage.

"Lighten up Ichi," Renji pulled his own ID out and flagged the bar maid down. "Mexican Piss Water please." Renji smirked at his friend, the woman behind the bar laughing out loud. She grabbed another corona and lime, placing it in front of Renji. Renji stuffed the fruit inside the neck, lifting it to the side without looking, Renji didn't have to wait for long before he heard and felt the clink of the glass. "When are the others getting here?"

"Well, Rukia is coming with Orihime, Ishida and Chad; they're supposed to be getting here around two. Shinji said he'd be here a little before two." Ichigo spoke between sips, flicking the lock off his phone before looking at the time, it was only one thirty.

"You invited Shinji? Great." Renji frowned at the news before downing about half of his beer.

"Oh don't get sour. He's not that bad," Ichigo said with a sideways glance toward his friend. He knew that Renji didn't mind gay people, but Shinji was a little out there with it. He was more like a woman than he was a man.

"Yeah, but you don't have him hitting on you all the time," he said with a deeper frown this time.

Ichigo had to agree though, Renji was attractive. His mouth watering body of muscles was coated in black tattoos, and being as close friends as they are, Ichigo could rightfully say that his friend looked better naked. Of course, Renji also knew that Ichigo was gay too but he never once considered him to be the same as Shinji.

"Well if you'd like, I could start hitting on you and make it more awkward," Ichigo said before taking another sip. He never drank his beers as quick as Renji; he was already getting a second.

"Please don't. It's bad enough I have one fag on my ass." He spoke vulgarly, but he didn't mean anything by the words he spoke.

Ichigo snorted before trying to keep his beer down. "I think he'd much rather be in your ass," Ichigo spoke quietly but loud enough for Renji to just hear him, gaining a glare from the other, he couldn't hold back the laughter any longer.

Giving the orange top boy a scowl, Renji flipped him one before returning to his beer.

"What's so funny?" A voice was heard that made Renji cringe and Ichigo laugh even harder. The boy walked over and sat on the barstool at Renji's right. "Hey Renji." Shinji said with a wild grin spreading over his lips.

A smug look was on Ichigo's face as he knew that his straight friend was going to be uncomfortable for most of the time they were here. However, there was an irritated look on Renji's features as he hissed out a simple hello to the blonde. He was facing Ichigo however and tried his best to ignore the new comer.

"I brought a cooler. Rukia told me that she'd be bringing some drinks so I told her I'd bring it." Shinji said as he moved away from the redhead and to the ginger. He smiled warmly to his friend and looked up to the bartender. "Well hello lovely," he said with a Cheshire grin.

She giggled and shook her head. "Close, it's Loly." She said before placing a black napkin in front of him. "Pick your poison." She added with a wink.

"Anything?" He asked as he pulled out his ID and placed it on the bar.

"Yup," She said as she checked the card over before handing it back to him.

Shinji's smile widened even more as he looked over to Ichigo and Renji who were now both looking confused as to why he was looking in their direction. "Give me a strawberry daiquiri with a big slice of pineapple on top." He said.

Both Ichigo and Renji's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. "Ichi… Did he just…" Renji mumbled out incoherently.

Ichigo nodded as he turned to his beer before he shook his head. "I can't believe it, but yes. He just."

As the girl behind the counter started to make the drink, the three of them sat silently. The two boys drank their beer while Shinji looked out toward the beach. It was a good twenty yards to the water still. He was watching one boy tossing a Frisbee around with who he guessed as his girlfriend before his mind wandered. Hearing the woman say something, he looked back to her to find the daiquiri standing on the napkin. Saying his thanks, he grinned at the two boys before taking a sip.

Ichigo was just finishing his beer, about to find the bar maid for his own when he heard Shinji perk up again. "Oh my god, you won't believe this, but you know the Espada models right?"

Neither Ichigo or Renji looked at the blonde, but Renji was the first to speak. "If you mean that fashion group that you never seem to shut up about? Nope, never heard of them."

The blonde scowled at the red head. "Whatever." His smile came back as he turned to Ichigo.. "I heard that they're going to be doing a shoot down here tomorrow!" He seemed extremely excited, speaking in a rather overly enthusiastic tone.

"Fascinating." Ichigo tone, as well as his expression showed that he really didn't care. Shinji huffed, upset that the two males were not sharing his enthusiasm

Ichigo placed a ten on the bar; heading toward where he'd parked his car. It wasn't far, and he had been told to wait by the street around two. He just made it to the back of his orange Jeep Wrangler, as a large silver Landrover drove up. The passenger's side window rolled down and Orihime's head popped out. "Hello!" She was almost screaming at him despite being only three feet away.

"Where should I park?" Rukia leaned over Orihime to speak to Ichigo from the Driver's seat. Of course, she was almost too short to be driving the large vehicle, but no one wanted to tell her that.

"How should I know? I just got lucky with this spot." Ichigo hooked his thumb behind him toward his Jeep. "We're over by the bar," he called to them as they started to pull away.

He heard a loud booming sound coming from a large hummer that was driving down the same way Rukia had gone. He sighed, thinking it was party kids probably. He only glanced towards the huge green vehicle that went passed him as he was grabbing the bag out of the back of his car, his towel and sunscreen inside.

When he finally got back to the bar, Shinji was still trying to make a move on Renji. He just chuckled before whacking the blonde in the face with the bag he was carrying. "Shut up Shin, he's straight." He sat in his previous seat between the two, smirking at Renji's harried expression.

"That's what they all say," Shinji said while he stuck his bottom lip out as if trying to pout.

"Shinji, I like vagina, I'm dating Rukia," Renji said rather slowly as if trying to make the other male understand. "I don't mind that you're gay; just stop trying to get me in bed with you," he said with a growl before getting up, paying for his drink and walking towards the beach.

"Geez what crawled up his ass and died before I could get a shot?" Shinji asked as he looked over to Ichigo, who seemed to be off in his own little world. "Or you could just ignore me," the blonde added before he stood and grabbed the cooler and headed off toward the beach after Renji.

"Hey Ichigo!" Rukia's voice rang out from the direction of the parking lot. The ginger boy looked up and smiled to his friends who were all walking in his direction. Rukia held two bags with what he guessed to be all of their towels and a blanket, Orihime carrying a platter that had a plastic case on top. In the instant that he saw the platter, his face paled and his stomach churned.

"Don't worry Kurosaki, we bought the sandwiches at the Publix down the street," Ishida said as they got closer. Hearing that made a weight in Ichigo's stomach lift; he was worried about the condition of his internal organs every time he was forced to eat Orihime's cooking.

"Hey Ichigo." A mellow voice came from the gentle giant that stood behind the others. Chad was holding two rather large looking bags of ice, while Ishida held onto two boxes of sodas, one Mountain Dew, the other Pepsi.

"Hey Chad, how've you been?" He spoke as they all began to head out to the beach. The man just shrugged as he moved onward toward the sand. Of course Ichigo had seen it; he wasn't expecting an actual answer from the other.

As they finally made it out to the sand, they found Renji was sitting on his towel; Shinji's cooler was sitting next to him, along with the blonde's towel. But said male was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey Ren, where's Shinji?" Ichigo asked as he set his bag down next to his friend. Renji just pointed toward the water where the blonde was laughing and swimming around with a group of girls. Of course, he always seemed to find a bunch of friends everywhere he went and if he didn't know someone, he would soon.

"I don't get it. How can a guy just go up to some hot chicks and not be suspected of being a pervert?" Renji asked with a grumble.

"Well you know you could start by not saying such stupid things in front of your girlfriend." Rukia growled from behind him. He just shrugged it off as though it wasn't even said.

"Well Ren, I think it might have something to do with the fact that they like the same things?" Ichigo added as he laid his towel out and started to spray sunscreen on himself. He had a tan of course, but he didn't want to be a lobster.

"What so you're saying that if you went out there you could be all up in their boobs and they wouldn't care?" Renji questioned with a wicked grin, "Now I see the perks of being gay," he howled with laughter before there was a nice clean sound of a slap.

"Serves you right," Ichigo said softly with a chuckle, "And as for your question. No I don't think I can do that. I'm pretty sure that they wouldn't believe me to be gay." He said with a shrug. "I don't tend to act as Shinji does."

"Come on Ichigo!" Orihime screamed from the edge of the water. It was amazing how she was already over there. Her pink bikini was barely holding everything in as she trotted toward the waves. The orange haired boy was sure that he would be getting death glares from all of the male population around for being the centre of her attention but that's how it always was. Ichigo got up and started toward the water with Chad and Ishida in toe.

Feeling the glares from the male population, he sighed before he caught a glimpse of a few people who were looking to him, this group not with anger, but with something else, curiosity maybe? Possibly something a little lustier? Either way it made him feel rather cocky, and his posture soon began to get better to show off a little for all of the boys and girls that wanted to be with him.

The poor orange haired boy didn't notice the cerulean eyes that were on him since Orihime screamed his name across the sands. He didn't notice the group of six that were gathering by the volleyball court that was a little ways away from where they'd set up. Renji, however, did notice.

xxxxx

It was nearly an hour before the orange haired teen came back up the sand to where their things were. Renji had yet to move and was once again spraying himself with sunscreen. He also didn't want to be a lobster; it would look ridiculous for his skin to match his hair. Orihime was right behind Ichigo with a silly grin on her face, having acted completely silly and hanging on Ichigo's back almost half of the time they were in the water.

"Geez, you know how to swim, couldn't you just let go for at least twenty minutes?" Ichigo asked as he sat down and grabbed a Mountain Dew and a sandwich. He didn't mind Orihime's silliness usually but he could feel her boobs either side of his head and when he turned it they blocked his vision a bit. Taking a bite of the sandwich, he washed it down with the soda before looking to Renji.

"You're unusually quiet." He said with a raised brow. Renji was usually the life of the party. It was strange for him to be acting like this without a specific reason.

"Yeah I guess." He growled as his head seemed to be off in another place.

"Hey Renji will you be my boyfriend?" Ichigo asked nonchalantly before taking another bite of his sandwich.

"Huh? Sure."

Ichigo and Orihime broke out into a fit of laughter at Renji's automatic response. Renji snapped from his daze and looked at the two with a confused expression.

"What?"

Ichigo tried to calm himself as best he could, "You-you hahaha! You just agreed to be-bahaha- be my boyfriend!" He kept laughing harder now. Of course he wasn't really trying to get Renji to be his, he just knew that the other was in a daze like state and he would agree to anything.

"Oh geez Ichi!" Renji yelled before there was a loud voice that broke through.

"LOOK OUT!"

Before Ichigo could look up to see who was screaming and what they were screaming about, a volleyball smacked him in the back of the head. His head snapped downward from the force and his hands instantly released and went to clutch the back of his head.

"Jesus!" Ichigo growled as he wasn't expecting that. Looking down at himself, he growled as he saw his mountain dew was now spilling all over him and his towel, and his sandwich was covered in sand. He grabbed the can up, digging it into the sand a bit to hold it upright while glaring over at the ball that was now sitting in front of him, he grabbed it viciously, the metal frame inside seemed to hold it together in his tight grip.

"Hey I'm so sorry about that. My buddy doesn't know how to aim very well." He heard a voice behind him as he stood. Trying to calm himself, he had to bite the inside of his cheek to not crack and blow up on the guy that was trying to apologize.

"It's no prob—" Ichigo's voice caught in his throat as he turned around to see who it was that held that apologetic voice.

xxxxx

"Hey Strawberry, look out!" He heard a voice call out with a laugh. Ichigo hardly had time to respond before his face was met with the red kick ball that was hurtling toward him.

He wasn't even playing. All of the other kids didn't want him on their teams, and the teacher even said that the teams would be uneven if he were on one. Of course it would be unfair for them to have one extra player so he was minding his own business sitting on the bench that was a few yards away from the game zone. And of course when he got up to kick, he just had to kick it at the poor ginger boy.

With the force from the ball, Ichigo was thrown from the bench and landed in the grass next to it. To be completely honest; he couldn't tell you how he got on the ground, or when there were people all around him looking down at him.

The first thing that little Ichigo could remember hearing was the sound of the boy who kicked the ball, "I told him to look out!" He exclaimed as the teacher scolded him for hitting Ichigo in the face.

Popping upright, he looked around. Some of the students around him were giggling, by his guess, at him for getting hit. He could feel his eyes starting to water but there was something else now running down his face.

"Teacher! Ichigo is bleeding from his nose!" A student called, to which Ichigo placed a hand under his nose and looked at it. As he pulled the fingers away from his face, he saw the crimson liquid slick on his fingers.

"Take him to the nurse's office and tell her what happened!" The teacher screamed at the boy who kicked the ball. Out of all people, why did she have to send him with Ichigo to see the nurse?

As the two boys walked, Ichigo holding his nose, and the other boy with his hands behind his head as he walked.

"Man now I'm going to get in trouble just because you couldn't move out of the way of a ball. What are you stupid or something? Or do you just like getting hit in the face?" The child's voice was almost sadistic like, and his grin was almost that of the Cheshire cat.

"Grimmjow, why are you always picking on me?" Ichigo asked between sniffles, of which he blamed to have only because his nose was bleeding.

"Why Strawberry? Well it's because I like ya," he said with his grin only growing larger and his voice only growing crueller.

xxxxx

"Ichigo?" Grimmjow asked in a surprised tone.

It already pissed Ichigo off, so he said the first thing that came to his mind. "You have no idea how badly I want to plant this ball in your face." His voice was cold as he walked up to the blue haired male, slamming the ball against his stomach and receiving a satisfying "oof" from the male. Turning away, he was about to walk the five feet back to his towel but Grimmjow grabbed his arm.

"Hey wait. That was kind of rude don't you think?" He pulled Ichigo to look at him once again.

"If you don't let me go, I will punch you." Ichigo said coldly before his arm was released. Grimmjow didn't look too surprised from the threat, though he looked a little upset by it.

"Geez what's wrong with you? You're not the same little Ichigo I knew back in elementary." Grimmjow grumbled, tucking the ball between his hip and his arm.

"What's wrong with me?" Ichigo couldn't help but snort at the question. "You always picked on me, beat me up, and made a mockery of me throughout the whole time I knew you, and you're asking what's wrong with me? What a joke." He was almost screaming at the other.

"What's going on over here Grimmy?" A girl with seafoam green hair bounced over, her boobs almost falling out just as Orihime's were. "Do you know this cutie?" She asked as she leaned over toward Ichigo as if trying to get a better view of him. He of course didn't say anything to her, nor even give her a sideways glance. His gaze was directly on Grimmjow and in his all famous scowl.

"He and I went to school together when we were really little Nel." Grimmjow said without taking his eyes away from Ichigo. "I used to pick on him all the time." He said the last part in a regretful tone.

"Oh I see, so that's why he's trying to kill you with his eyes and not even glancing at my boobs." She stood up straight and held out a hand to Ichigo, "I'm Neliel Tu Oderschvank, nice to meet you!"

"No way… You're the Neliel Tu Oderschvank? Like, the Neliel?" Shinji's voice rang out from right behind Ichigo. "Like, the Espada's second top model Neliel? And he's Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, the sixth top model?" Shinji questioned, his voice getting squeakier with each word.

Nel looked over to the blonde and nodded enthusiastically, "That's the one!" She said with a giggle. Ichigo didn't seem too surprised that she was a model. Her build showed it, but he was surprised to hear that Grimmjow was. His shock only lasted a second before it reformed into his usual scowl.

"I'm Ichigo, Ichigo Kurosaki." He said as he took her hand for a shake. He wasn't however, expecting to get dragged along toward the volleyball court.

"Itsygo huh?" She asked in a childish voice, her grip on his hand was stronger than he'd given her credit for.

"Umm, what are you doing?" He asked as he was being dragged, trying to get free.

"You're gonna be on my team!" She said with a giggle as she finally made it to the opposite side of the court. She put him in position, but before he could turn and walk away, she grabbed him by the wrist. Her smile faded into a serious expression. "If he really did mean things to you when you were younger, aim for his face." She said in a murderous tone.

"I'm not good at volleyball though," he said as he tried to pull away again to get back to his friends.

"Oh then I have the perfect plan!" She spoke with her usual childish voice and goofy grin, hands clasped over her chest. Her camouflage print bikini covered everything it had to but not much more.

Ichigo looked passed the girl over to where Grimmjow still stood, dumbfounded as to what just happened. Renji was now walking passed the blue haired male, bumping shoulders with him and heading in Ichigo's direction.

"What's going on?" Renji asked as he got into ear shot.

Ichigo looked to him pleadingly, "I have no idea. She wants me to play on her team to beat Grimmjow." He spoke as if he was scared and in truth, he was. He remembered when they were little; the blunette did everything in his power to humiliate him in front of his friends, why would today be any different?

"If you want, get all of your friends to play too! They can all be on my team!" Nel said to Renji. The boy looked surprised at her, glancing over at the other side of the court frowning. There were four people on their side, not including the blue haired man that was now walking back over to them.

Without an invitation, the rest of Ichigo's friends seemed to crowd over toward them. "What's going on Kurosaki-kun?" Orihime asked as she came up with Rukia and Shinji.

"We're gonna play volleyball! Wanna join us?" Nel said happily. Rukia looked to her puzzled boyfriend who just shrugged to her before he too walked onto the court. Sighing, Rukia grabbed Shinji's arm and pulled him along into the court.

"Nel come on, you know this isn't going to be fair!" A tall male spoke from the other side. He was bare chested, wearing a dull yellow color for shorts and gold framed aviator sunglasses on his face.

"Shut up Nnoitora, if she wants to lose with a bunch of newbies then let her be." A blonde woman spoke from his team, standing with her arms crossed. She was a little shorter than Ichigo, who stood at a solid 5'10" and had a deep tan to her. She was obviously someone who lived at the beach.

"Hey Rukia." Shinji's voice came out as a whisper from behind the orangette.

"What Shin?"

Ichigo didn't want to turn around to face them, but he listened anyway.

"They think we're not good at volleyball. Can I go hard on them?" He asked in a serious tone that to be honest, made Ichigo doubt it was Shinji anymore. He didn't have that feminine twang to his voice anymore.

"Hey Beanpole!" Rukia called out to the tall guy with glasses. He tilted his head downward so his eyes could look over the brim of the glasses. "Anything goes or are we playing standard rules?" She asked. The grin on his face couldn't get any bigger.

"If you're asking me, I'm gonna say anything goes!" He said with a laugh.

"Does that answer your question Shin?" Rukia whispered back. The bone chilling grin that was on the blonde's face was something that Ichigo could feel behind him. He didn't even need to see it to know the boy was overjoyed that he didn't need to hold back.

Thank you all for reading this! My friend yelled at me because she wanted more to the story, and I'm hoping to invoke the same reaction out of the readers. Please let us know what you think about this story! Leave reviews or even send me a PM about anything you want to know! Either way I am so glad that you enjoyed it, and I can't wait to update! And don't forget to go and read Pheonix220's stories! This is only a little piece of what she is capable of, she has so much more to offer! I swear! I really couldn't have done this story without her help. SO I also put a thanks out to her!