A/N: I know what you're thinking; Not another one! But listen, I'm going on a break for a while, because tomorrow I go in for surgery...on my hand! Wish me luck~!

Summary: Ishida is a stripper at an exclusive gay bar, and Ichigo gets dragged there by his friends who hire him a striper for the night. But the thing is, he seems familiar to Ichigo for some reason but he can't put his finger on it, but when the teen insists they have never met before, Ichigo takes matters into his own hands going to lengths he'd never thought he'd take before.

Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns characters and some place settings; all I own is the plot.

~X~

Hips swayed as music blared from the speakers. Men drank and shouted as they thrusted bills at the dancers on stage. Ichigo sighed, leaning back on his stool. He didn't know what caused him to agree to a thing like this? Maybe it was because he hadn't been drinking in a while, or maybe he was just plain bored. But whatever it was, it was stupid. He never, and he meant NEVER, went to a strip club, let alone a gay bar. That's right, the fierce Kurosaki Ichigo, who will pulverise anyone who dares make fun of his hair, is gay. Well, bisexual actually. Looking to his side he spotted one of the friends he had arrived here with, receiving a lap dance from some blonde striper, he groaned. Yes, what was he doing here?

–Earlier—

"Yo, Ichigo."

Said teen stopped in his tracks, turning to face two males; one being a tall, muscular red haired male, who favoured tattoos. The other, a lean pale man sporting white glasses, and pink hair. He stood, waiting as he watched the two waving teens rush to catch up with him.

"Hey." Ichigo gave his two friends a half smile as they walked in step, towards nowhere in particular.

"So, what 'cha doing tonight?" The red head asked, flashing Ichigo a wide grin.

"What do you mean?" Ichigo cocked his head and slowed his pace a bit.

"He means, happy birthday, what are you going to do today for it?"

"Oh, I haven't really thought of it." Ichigo shrugged and continued to walk.

"..."

"What?" Ichigo asked, cocking an eyebrow as he watched his two friends exchange looks. At the same time their heads turned, and they smiled at him. Oh god. It was one of 'those' looks. One of the looks his friends gave him when they had an idea that they REALLY wanted him to join in on, but he wouldn't like it. He sighed and rolled his eyes, speeding up.

"Oh come on Ichi! You don't even know what were gonna say!" Renji complained as he ran to catch up with him.

"Yea, but I know I won't like it." He muttered and shot his red haired friend a glare.

"Oh, but this is different." Szayel compromised. "Just hear us out."

Ichigo stopped walking and placed his thumb and index finger under his chin in thought. What had he got to lose? If he didn't like it he could always refuse. And it would be better than going to that stupid yaoi con Rukia wanted to drag him to. He shuddered at the thought of all those fan girls screaming over their favourite characters making out in cosplay. Even though he was bi, it didn't mean he liked all that shit.

"Fine, what is it?" He grumbled.

"Ok, you see, I know this guy who can get us in—"

"No."

"But you don't even—"

"No!"

"Aw come now, you said you'd hear us out." Szayel pouted and stared at Ichigo. Ichigo sighed and rubbed a hand over his face.

"Yea, but whenever Renji starts a sentence with "I know this guy"...Nothing good ever comes from it."

"True," Szayel agreed nodding. Renji puffed out his cheeks and waved his hand in their faces'.

"Hello? I'm right here!"

"Alright, fine. Continue."

Renji nodded. "So I know this guy who can get us into Hueco Mundo."

"Hueco Mundo?" Szayel and Ichigo both exclaimed at once. You see, Ichigo's bisexual but he never came out of the closet to anyone. One day he had been doing...Private stuff and Renji had, well, heard him call out...And it wasn't a females' name. Ichigo had been embarrassed yes, but after Renji told him it was ok, and not only that, he and Szayel were gay, and then he got into some weird experiments they did, and Ichigo just tuned him out. But Hueco Mundo is a gay strip bar that they'd been trying to get into for the past few months and had done everything, but, succeeding. It was also one if not the only gay bar, Ichigo had agreed he'd ever go to.

"W-What?" Szayel managed to choke out, and used his hand to push Ichigo's gaping mouth shut.

"Yea." Renji puffed out his chest and placed his hands on his hips proudly, flashing his two stammering friends a wide grin.

"Wha—How?"

"Well, you know Hisagi from soccer practice?" When they both nodded he continued. "It seems he's friend with our science teacher Gin," When they shivered he chuckled but continued. "Who happens to be Sousuke Aizens' lover." Their mouths gaped again. Sousuke Aizen happened to be the most popular club owner in all of Japan, and who also happened to own Hueco Mundo.

"What! That perverted science teacher is Sousuke Aizens' lover!" Szayel shouted.

"Yup. See, I told you befriending Hisagi would be in our best interest."

Ichigo nodded and looked to the ground.

"So whaddaya say Ichi? How's about we celebrate there tonight for ya birthday?" Renji smiled, throwing his arm around Ichigo's shoulder.

"I don't know..." He looked at Renji as he thought about it. He never had gone to a gay bar before...Just one or two strip clubs. To be honest, he was curious. Just, he didn't know what to expect. But it was his birthday, and it's not like anyone at school would find out? You had to know people to get in. So...what was he waiting for?

"Alright, I'll go."

~X~

Ichigo groaned. That's how he got to this point...He had been duped. Sure, they spent an hour or two celebrating with him, a few shots here and there. It had been great. That was until Szayel had spotted Aizen (who happened to be his idol, when Ichigo found out about this he had rolled his eyes) and trotted off to meet him. So it had just been him and Renji...And that was until Hisagi showed up and he decided to thank him for getting them in, and ended up being dragged into some drinking contest and was now dancing the night away. Although he still tried to hang out with Ichigo, offering to come dance with him, which Ichigo just kindly refused.

He sighed, taking a sip of some sake he ordered as he watched the dance floor. He could still spot Szayel, but then again, it's hard to miss the pink hair—he was still idolizing (worshiping) the ground Aizen walked on, and Renji...He couldn't really spot Renji anymore. He sighed, shrugging as he gazed at the dancers swaying on the poles on stage.

His eyes traveled to a pale brunette who was wearing white leather, his hips swaying as he twirled against the pole. He took a long gulp of his drink as the man who looked to be in his late teens' head tipped back and his mouth opened in an 'o' shape as his legs crouched and rose against the pole. He felt his mouth go dry and he swallowed as navy irises locked onto his own chocolate ones. If he wanted anything for his birthday, it would most certainly be him.

~X~

"Look, it looks like Ichi finally spotted one he likes."

"Yea."

"Hey Hisagi!" Renji shouted, and the tattooed faced teen walked over to the two.

"Yea?"

"When does that guy come off?"

"Which one?" He asked as he moved on his toes, trying to spot a certain dancer.

"Black hair, pale skin, lean and piercing blue eyes." Szayel described as he watched Renji try to show the teen who he was talking about.

"Oh, Ryuu? I think he gets off now, yea." Hisagi said looking at his watch. "Right when this song ends." He gave them a smile and waved as he walked off. "I'll tell him he has some customers for you guys."

"K, thanks." Renji smiled as the teen walked away.

Szayel looked to his friend and gave him a knowing smile. "Ready to buy Ichi his present?"

"Yea."

Both their heads turned to the sweating brunette who was approaching them. The same teen that had caught their best friends eyes earlier. Once they saw the interaction they knew he would be perfect for Ichigo. Hell, the guy needed to get laid and they all knew it. But Ichigo was always stubborn, still not getting used to his new sexual preference, and they needed to get him out of his shell. But it didn't help any, not knowing their friends type. But that one look in his eyes, and they knew they had him.

"Hello." The man's' hips swayed as he strutted up to the two. Renji licked his lips. His friend definitely had good taste.

"Hey, you're Ryuu, right?" Szayel took the initiative to ask, seeing the glazed look in the other's eyes, he knew they'd get know where if it were up to him.

"I am. And what exactly can I do for you two?" He asked cocking an eyebrow as he placed a hand on his hip and grinned from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, it's not what you can do for us; it's what you can do for our friend."

"Oh?"

"Yea," Renji cut in, finally getting over the dancers physique, seeing as he now probably had every crook and muscle memorized. "It's Ichi's birthday, and we wanted to do something for him." He grinned.

"Yea, we want you to treat him to something special." Szayel smirked, taking out a wad of cash from his back pocket, providing it for the dancer, Renji doing the same.

"Hmm, I think I can manage." The brunette flashed them a dazzling smile, making them both blush as he grabbed the handed money and walked off in the other direction. "The lonely red head right?" He said throwing a smile over his shoulder. All they could do was nod.

What had they got Ichigo into?

~X~

Ichigo sat at the bar sipping at what felt like to be his hundredth drink. Where the hell had they run off to? He saw them get back together and as he went to wave they walked off! Groaning, Ichigo rubbed a hand over his face. He might as well leave, it wasn't exactly his idea to be here in the first place.

"Hey."

Ichigo turned and gaped at what he saw. Just a few moments ago he had been ogling the brunette dancer and here he stood, nearly centimetres away. He had black hair, long bangs in the front and short in the back, sporting tight white skinny jeans, a low cut no sleeves shirt with a blue cross etched in the middle, complete with matching shoes and bracelet. The major difference this time is that his deep blue irises hid behind rectangular glasses.

"H-hi?" Ichigo looked around just to make sure he was talking to him. He watched as the man walked closer and sat at the stool next to him.

"So...Are you Ichigo?" He asked, really, the two he talked to earlier were so dumb they barely gave him a first name, but it didn't matter he knew who he was.

"Uh, yea..." Ichigo trailed off, a light blush grazing his cheeks, as he looked to his now empty glass and swirled it in his hand. He wished he had left. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to the guy, no, heck this guy was hot! But, he just didn't feel right, like something was off.

"So I heard it's your birthday."

So that was it.

"Y-Yea."

He smiled and turned to face the bartender, ordering the name of some drink Ichigo couldn't pronounce. Ichigo's eyes traveled over the lithe frame as he tried to figure out what to say. He suppose he should just leave, but that would be rude, and considering his two morons for friends might bitch to him about it later.

"So...How old you turn?"

Ichigo looked back to the man talking to him and then back down to his empty glass. "Nineteen."

"Nineteen?" He asked as his eyes widened a bit and he smiled. "How'd you get in then if your under age?"

Ichigo shrugged. "My friends got me in, and they're the same age."

"Ah, true...Then again, I'm one to talk, I work here and I'm nineteen."

Now it was Ichigo's turn to widen his eyes. "Y-Your nineteen?" He guessed the man was in his teens, but that's just because he looked young. Now he was just confused, how could it be he was underage to get in, yet not to work there? He mentally shook his head and stared back at the teen.

"Mmhmm," He nodded. They sat there in uncomfortable silence—well, at least for Ichigo.

"So...Get anything special for your birthday?"

Ichigo cocked an eyebrow and shook his head.

"Hmm," He hummed. Ichigo jumped slightly, making the other man chuckle as a pale hand rubbed its way up his thigh. "Well, I can change that," the hand cupped his front and Ichigo gasped, suddenly his eyes were trapped with sharp navy irises. "If you want." The hand squeezed.

Ichigo stared wide eyed and blinked. He tried to find the words but had found his mouth went dry, so he settled for nodding. The teen smiled and stood, taking Ichigo's hand and leading them to a room in the back.

Ichigo swallowed hard as he watched his friends wave to him, and scowled as Renji winked. He didn't know whether to kill the man when he was done with this, or thank him...Maybe both.

~X~

Ichigo watched as the lithe frame moved in front of him to the music. He had never been given a lap dance before, but he had to admit, he kind of liked it. He gasped as pale hands traveled over his chest, and his button-up shirt came undone, with a little effort. He chuckled when he heard the dancer mutter under his breath something about hating buttons. The shirt slid to floor and the dancer smirked.

"W-what's your name?" Ichigo asked breathlessly as soft fingers ghosted over his exposed skin.

"Ryuu," The teen answered and bent forward, taking one of his hardening nubs into a hot mouth. Ichigo gasped and it turned into a low groan as it was sucked and tugged on. His cheeks turned a dark shade of crimson as he realized the sound came from him. Ichigo stared down at the man smirking at him from in between his legs, and blushed harder. He coughed out of embarrassment and watched as the man stood, stretching his lithe frame, and swaying to the music. 'Ryuu' slid to the ground, crawling on all fours slowly towards Ichigo. He gulped and let out a yelp as the chair he was sitting in got tipped back, and he was now laying spread eagle on a soft bed. Ryuu shifted and swiftly moved on top of him.

Ichigo shivered as a pale pink tongue slid up his neck, and small kisses were placed all the way down. He moaned and arched his neck to give the man more room. He felt lips smile against his neck, only to pursue once more, and stop to bite down on his collar bone. Shifting to get more comfortable, shaky hands settled around the dancers' waist. Ryuu smiled and made his way down a tanned chest, licking and nipping as he went. He stopped to dip his tongue into Ichigo's belly button, and gently blew on it as he pulled away, sending shivers up the others' spine.

Ichigo shifted again, resting on his elbows as he looked down at the dancer. "W-wait..."

Ryuu arched an eyebrow and smiled. "Nervous?" Ichigo shook his head franticly, but when the other just stared at him, he sighed and nodded.

"First?" He asked his eyes widening when Ichigo nodded again, but he soon gave Ichigo a knowing smile and chuckled. "Don't worry," He crawled up on the bed and met Ichigo's lips in a slow wet kiss, their tongues battling for dominance as they explored each others' mouth. He panted pulling away. "It's mine too."

Ichigo's mouth gaped, making the other chuckle. "B-but...Wait..What?"

Ryuu leaned forward so their mouths were barely touching. "That's right, I'm a virgin."

Ichigo felt his cock twitch against his jeans, and cursed himself in his mind. The teen happened to be leaning in at the time.

"So..." He asked, leaning in as he licked the shell of Ichigo's ear. "What'll it be..." He leaned back, bracing himself on his arms and knees as he leered over Ichigo. "Top," He kissed Ichigo's neck. "Or bottom?" He bit down gently.

Ichigo groaned and his fists' clenched the sheets lightly. "B-Bottom?"

Ryuu cocked an eyebrow, and he shrugged mentally. "You sure?" His hands trailed down Ichigo's chest and stopped at the waist of his jeans, tugging a bit at the exposed band of his underwear. He waited, and smiled when Ichigo gave a short, but noticeable nod.

"B-But..." Ryuu looked up at the blushing boy and cocked his head. "C-Can..." He bit his lip and looked away. Ryuu pursed his lips, and frowned. Ichigo looked back to him and sighed and slowly, trailed the tips of his fingers over the clothed pale chest. "C-Can I..."

"Oh." He sat on the backs of his legs, allowing Ichigo to sit up, and slide off his shirt, slowly revealing inch by inch of smooth pale muscles. Ichigo swallowed, and slowly lifted his right hand, and lay it flat on the pale stomach.

"Um..." Ichigo looked up at the male and squinted his eyes. "Can y-you put your glasses back on?" Ryuu cocked an eyebrow but shrugged, complying he did just that, sitting back in place on Ichigo's lap when he was done. Ichigo looked his face over, making him squirm under the intense glare. What was with the change of attitude all of a sudden?

"You...Look familiar." Ichigo muttered under his breath, to no one in particular. Brown irises raked over a pale face, with high cheek bones and navy irises that hid behind rectangular frames which were perched atop a slim nose.

"Hm," Ryuu shrugged, and bent back down to nip at Ichigo's jugular, only to be stopped by a tanned hand pressed to his chest. His eyebrow rose in confusion as he once again met the man face to face.

"Do I...Do I know you?" He asked, confusion lacing his features. He watched as the dancers' brows nit together and the man shook his head.

"I assure you, we have never met before."

"But—" Ichigo was cut off in mid sentence by pale lips, gently pressed to his.

"You talk too much."

Ichigo's next words were cut off as the dancer kissed him again. Ryuu smirked and his hand traveled down a tanned test, stopping briefly to tweak a brown nub. The pale teen nipped at the nub and his right hand traveled down to rest at the band of Ichigo's jeans. Struggling a little, as his tongue lapped, switching to the other nub, he got the other teens' belt open and slid it off, throwing it somewhere to be forgotten. Ichigo swallowed and watched the skilled hands slide up and down his legs as he, he...He undid his zipper with his mouth!

Ishida raised a manicured eyebrow. "What's the matter?" He smirked, pushing up the teens slack jaw. Ichigo shook his head and he blushed.

"N-Nothing..." He looked away, embarrassed.

Ishida crawled up the teens chest and smiled slightly, grabbing the orange haired teens face in his hands. "You know...Your kind of cute." He chuckled as Ichigo's blushed deepened, his cheeks turning a nice shade of crimson. The brunette leaned in slowly and lightly pressed his lips to the others'.

"W-What..." Ichigo stared curiously at the paler teen. The boy just stayed silent and smiled at him. Ichigo was about to open his mouth to talk again but his mouth gaped open and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as the dancer grasped his erection through his jeans. Ichigo groaned as his pants were slid down his legs and he kicked them off, sending them flying. His hand shot out to grasp a pale wrist as it made his way to his boxers.

Ryuu sighed. "What now?"

"Um," Ichigo blushed and turned his head. Ryuu traveled his gaze only to have it land directly on his own crotch. Oh. The raven haired teen shook his head and shifted. Ichigo watched out of the corner of his eye as the pale teen stripped. He licked his lips and watched as the skin tight white jeans slid down the pale legs, revealing inch and inch of creamy skin.

Ryuu kneeled back down and gently pushed at Ichigo's legs, spreading them apart, he positioned himself in between them. The bespectacled teen nuzzled Ichigo's crotch causing Ichigo to groan and arch his hips. He panted as a hot tongue traced the outline of his cock confined in his underwear.

"Ryuu..."

The dancer licked his lips and trailed his index finger inside the waistband of Ichigo's pale blue boxers. Ichigo's eyes lidded and he watched the teen get up again. Ryuu walked across the room, and Ichigo watched his hips sway. His eyes widened when he looked closely at the teens undergarment. A bright pink thong, with an orange strawberry button rested on the front. His eyebrow twitched. So he'd kill Szayel for his cockiness and thank Renji. His gaze snapped back as a pronounced 'Aha!' came from the other side of the room.

He walked back and straddled the younger teens waist.

"Mint, bubblegum...or special." He winked with the last word.

Ichigo's eyebrows furrowed and he scowled. "Wha..Oh." He shut his mouth as he looked over the small bottles of lube now resting on his chest. "Hmm...Not to found of bubblegum." He gave the dancer a weird look, and Ishida gave him a half smile. "Mint...Not too bad...What's special?"

"It's a surprise." Ryuu's smile turned into a leer. Ichigo shrugged and placed the two bottles on the floor.

"Surprise me."

The dancer nodded and placed the small tube aside. Ichigo shifted as Ryuu once again settled himself in between his legs.

"Ready for these to come off?"

Ichigo swallowed and let out a shaky breath. Slowly he opened his eyes, which he hadn't noticed he closed and nodded. The brunette smiled and with a snap of his wrist, tugged the boxers off, and placed them on the floor.

"Woa... Your big."

Ichigo blushed and scowled, looking away. The dancer chuckled. "I meant that as a good thing." He shook his head when Ichigo's scowl turned into a pout. Ichigo gasped as a hot tongue darted out to travel up his length. The dancer licked the slit of his hard cock and opened his mouth to suck gently on the head. He bobbed his head up and down as he sucked on Ichigo's hardened flesh. Ryuu grasped Ichigo's sack as he sucked on Ichigo's cock, his hand massaging the teens balls.

Ichigo threw his head back as he released a low moan. He had to admit, for a virgin this man was certainly good at this...kind of stuff. Ichigo looked down at the pale boy as he sucked him off. He did seem oddly familiar, but if so, why did he deny knowing him. Well yea, he guessed it would be rather embarrassing for someone you know to find out you worked for...er, this sort of job. But still, he shouldn't worry; after all it was not like Ichigo could make fun of him. I mean, what was the guy expecting him to say? Gross your gay, that's disgusting! No, he couldn't say that, after all, he could always ask what he was doing in a gay bar in the first place. Ichigo shivered as Ryuu swirled his tongue around his member. He groaned as the teen pulled away only to have his hand give it a few pumps before returning it to his mouth.

Ichigo tensed as a thin finger traced his entrance. He groaned as the teen once again pulled away. Ryuu slowly pulled of the pink thong and shivered as his member released into the cool air. He smiled triumphantly as Ichigo subconsciously licked his lips.

"Like what you see?" He smirked.

"S-Shut up."

"As you wish." Ichigo opened his mouth to apologize and moaned as the warm mouth returned to his member. He panted and fisted his hands in raven hair, tugging lightly. The dancer pulled away and licked his lips. Ichigo swallowed thickly and watched as the teen squeezed a generous amount of lube in his palm, spreading it on his fingers.

Ichigo cocked an eyebrow as he sniffed the air. "What..." He groaned. "That's not what I think it is, is it?"

"Mmm," The pale teen spread the slightly pinkish liquid on his fingers and hummed. "Strawberry." Ichigo swore he felt his eyebrow twitch. Honestly. "It's my favourite..." Ryuu purred as he brushed his fingers over Ichigo's entrance. "It just tastes so good." Ichigo blushed and opened his mouth, only to be silenced by pale lips. He gasped as the younger teens' tongue lapped at his lower lip.

"Ready?"

"For wha-ah, uhh!" Ichigo moaned as a finger was inserted.

"You ok?" The teen frowned and stopped in his movements.

"Yea...Just...feels weird..." Ichigo rasped out in between pants.

Ryuu nodded and waited for Ichigo's breathing to steady. When he was ready, he slowly wiggled his finger in and out as he stretched him. Ichigo's face flushed and he groaned as a second was added and soon a third. He was finding his body growing almost unbearably hot. He sighed and relaxed as he got used to the feeling of something inside of him.

"Ahh!" Ichigo's back arched as he moaned. "Wh-what was that?"

"That my friend was your prostate." The teen smiled as he pressed his fingers harder against it. Ichigo moaned and his hips bucked.

"D-Do it again...Please." Ichigo panted as he looked down at the dancer. Ryuu nodded and happily complied, pulling his fingers out, only to thrust back in hard.

"Ugh!" Ichigo moaned. "T-That feels good..." His cheeks flushed as brown irises locked onto navy blue ones.

"Good." The teen removed his fingers and Ichigo groaned. He watched as the pale teen removed his glasses and set them aside, grabbing the tube of lube and opening it up. He squeezed a fair amount onto his hand, and Ichigo watched as he coated his cock. The teen shifted on the bed as he got to his knees. He smiled down at Ichigo and gently placed his hands on tanned hips. Ichigo took a deep breath and lifted his hips.

"Hand me a pillow?"

Ichigo nodded and reached above his head to hand the dancer a pillow. The teen nodded his thanks and placed the fluffy object under the teens hips. Ichigo cocked an eyebrow and the dancer giggled.

"It'll be more comfortable."

Ichigo nodded and rotated his hips to get comfortable. Ichigo smiled and looked up at the dancer. "Thanks."

Ryuu smiled and lifted one of Ichigo's legs up and over his shoulder. "Ready?"

"Y-Yea," Ichigo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I think so."

Ryuu nodded, and shifted, positioning the head of his cock at Ichigo's entrance. Slowly he started to push in. Ichigo's mouth opened and he let out a loud whine. It hurt. Not bad, but it was way more pressure than the three fingers. Ryuu stopped about halfway through and waited for the teen to adjust.

"N-No.. J-Just get it over with." Ichigo begged as his hands moved to grasp lean, muscular arms. Ryuu nodded and with a snap of his hips, he was all the way in, sheathed to the hilt. He moaned at the tightness of the other man around him and Ichigo groaned as the pain subsided.

Ichigo sighed and shifted on the pillow. "O-Ok. Move." Ryuu looked a little cautious but complied when the teen gave him an assuring smile.

Ichigo grunted as the teens' cock moved inside of him. There was no pain anymore, it just returned to that awkward feeling. Ichigo grasped the sheets under him firmly as the dancer picked up the pace and thrusted inside of him harder. Suddenly he snapped his hips in a different direction and he gasped. It was that spot again. He didn't notice the teen smirk as stars appeared in his eyes. The dancer continued to thrust into his tight heat, hitting his prostate over and over again. He had never felt anything like this before. He knew when he realized he was gay, sex with a man would be different than what he was told, about the 'birds and the bees' but this, this was different. Ichigo was told sex between two men was different, emotionless and rough. But he hated to admit it; his first sex with a man, well, his first sexual experience with anyone was with, a prostitute slash exotic dancer. But for some reason, he couldn't be happier.

Ichigo arched his back as a pink tongue lapped at his nipple. The pressure in his groin increased and he felt a drop of pre cum roll down his erection. It was hot. And he couldn't take it much longer.

"I-I'm gonna cum...soon." Ichigo panted as he rocked his hips to meet each thrust. The dancer nodded and reached in between their sweaty bodies and firmly grasped Ichigo's cock. His hips bucked and he moaned loudly. Reaching his orgasm, his seed released, spurting over both of their stomachs.

Ryuu groaned as the orange haired teen closed around him, the inner walls tightening around him. With a few more hard thrusts he came hard in the boy, screaming out as he did.

"K-Kurosaki!"

~X~

Ichigo panted as he lye there, his eyes wide. He watched as the teen removed himself and he groaned at loss of contact. He shivered at the weird feeling as cum leaked from his ass and dripped down his leg.

He said it. The teen said his last name as he came. He knew the boy seemed familiar, but the teen denied it. Ichigo was confused. He knew his friends were stupid, but they would never, and he meant NEVER give some stranger his last name. But the teen said it. The question was, how did he know? Not only that, where did he know him from?

Ryuu panted and plopped down beside him. "What's wrong." His brows furrowed as he watched the confused look come across the teens face.

"Who are you?"

"Huh?"

"Who are you?"

"What do you mean?" Ryuu frowned as Ichigo sat up on his elbow.

"I know you, you know I do." He held up a hand as Ryuu opened his mouth. "Don't deny it. I heard you. You said 'Kurosaki' when you...well you know." Ichigo made a gesture with his hands and he scowled. "So who are you? I know I know you!"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ryuu rolled over, sliding off the bed. He stood quickly and grabbed his glasses, putting them on. Ichigo watched as the pale teen hurried about the room, gathering his clothes.

"What the hell!" Ichigo stood and watched as the teen dressed. "Why won't you tell me, is it that bad? What, were we enemy's? Do you hate, do I hate you, what?" Ichigo tugged at his hair as he ranted, thoroughly confused. What could be so bad he couldn't tell him, they just had sex after all.

"YES!" Ryuu turned, face red as he screamed.

"W-What..."

"Yes. You hate me ok?" The man answered as he looked at the ground, his hair covering his eyes and not once he looked up. "You hate me ok? Now just..." Ichigo's eyes widened as the teen sniffed and a single tear hit the floor. Ryuu looked up and glared. "Leave me alone!" He turned and ran out the door, shutting it with a slam.

"What the...?" Ichigo stood by the bed and scratched his head. He was...Confused.

Plopping down on the bed, he rest his head in his hands. Who was that man... Ryuu. Why was that familiar. No, that wasn't his name, it's a nick name. But still, he knew him. Ichigo sighed and robbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. He jumped as his phone buzzed from somewhere in the room, and sighed. Standing, he retrieved it from his pants' pocket and flipped it open.

Incoming text: Renji.

He rolled his eyes. Of course he would want to know all the details. Oh yea! He could ask Renji.

Ichi-Berry: Did you give that guy my last name?

Renji: Nah, I no you don like givin' out all that shit.

Ichi-Berry: Ah...

Renji: Y?

Ichi-Berry: He, uh said it.

Renji: Said it?

Ichi-Berry: You know what I mean!

Renji: Woa~! Kinky!Ichigo sighed.

Ichi-Berry: Renji...

Renji: Gomen. But I don no. Szayel doesn't know either...Y?

Ichi-Berry: Shit..It's nothing I just, think I know him.

Renji: Oh?

Ichi-Berry: Yea, and when I asked him about it he said I hated him and stormed out.

Renji: Ouch~ He stormed in the middle of it!

Ichi-Berry: No...after.

Renji: Well, you really wanna no who he is?

Ichi-Berry: Yea.

Renji: Well, theres' always one person we can ask.

Ichi-Berry: Who?Ichigo sighed as he looked at the text. It was true. The silent albino had known him for his whole life, and happened to be in his class every year. If there was anyone that could remember him, it was him. Ichigo shivered at the thought.

Renji: Ulqui.

Ichi-Berry: Yea, I'm going to do it.

There was a long pause.

Renji: Good luck, see ya later.

Ichigo shut his phone as his friend logged off. Yea, luck. He would need it.