Ichigo stared at his front door trying to time himself so that when he left he could avoid the group of people who had just seen part of him that only Renji had.

He shock his head, pulled his hood up, squeezed his phone into his purple skinny jeans pocket and swung the door open.

And immediately he was faced with the tall, black haired man. The grin that immediately stretched onto his face told Ichigo about the impeding words about to come his way.

He turned towards the stairs that lead to the ground floor and quickly without failure began to walk down the stairs. Only half way down did he realise that he was being followed.

"Sooo" he heard the voice follow "I'm Nnoitra Gilga, everyone calls me Nnoi." His piano grin stretch wide.

Ichigo turned and looked at him, eying him off suspiciously.

"Ichigo Kurosaki. Do you need anything? Because I have to go to work now." Nnoitra's smile changed into something that Ichigo couldn't pin-point.

"How bout tha' sexy bod of your's? I'd love that." Nnoitra's voice rumbled low, trying to sound sexy. Ichigo froze mid-step, he was lucky he had just reach the bottom of the stair case otherwise he knew he would have stumbled down the stairs, possibly to his death.

His mind was running blanks and he just stared at the man who was making his way down the stairs to stand right in front of him on the last step. The stair making him look even taller then Ichigo thought was possible.

Nnoitra's hand raised to Ichigo's check tilting his head up to look at the taller man. The taller of the two bent down slightly staring eye to eye with Ichigo.

"How bout it?" Nnoitra stuck a long tongue out of his mouth, and Ichigo's brain went to dirty thought almost immediately of what that tongue could do.

How couldn't he, it was long, he was obviously showing it off for a reason and Ichigo hadn't had any physical contact for a little over two months.

"Miageta yozora no hoshitachi no hikari*" Ichigo jumped grabbing for his pocket and ripping the phone out in no time at all and flipping it open.

"Hello? SHIT!" Ichigo pulled up his sleeve to look at his watch. "I'll be right there!"

Nnoitra stood there with a very mellow face.

"It was nice meeting you Nnoi, but I'm late for work." Ichigo said running off around the complex and towards the bar in which he worked.

Nnoitra eyes followed Ichigo until he was out of sight.

"See you already have eye's on the locals." Nnoitra turned to look at his flat mate. Smiling, he raised V'd fingers up to his lips and licked between them. His small blonde haired friend chuckled and nodded his head knowing exactly what Nnoi was after.

(Note: * First Opening song on the anime)


Ichigo's feet were flying over the footpath, crashing down loudly as he rounded the last corner to look at the bar.

"Vizard" was a heaven for the local's, during the day it was a Cafe lounge but during the night it changed into a fully fledged bar with an awesome DJ and a fantastic array of bartenders. The place had won numerous awards for it's ingenious idea of a 24/7 bar/lounge, it had one of the best kitchen crew on this side of town and the bartenders were all skilled professionals who did there job flawlessly and even putting on shows as they mixture people's drinks.

To say Ichigo was lucky to be employed their was an understatement, the boss was picky with who he hired, only letting in Newbie's if he thought they could become something big.

Ichigo, in fact was something big in his boss' mind.

He reached the back door to the kitchen and raced through, yelling "hello"s and "I know I should have been here early to set-up!"s on his way. When he came out into the large opened area he was greeted with a muscled chest straight in front of him.

"Hisagi! Geeze, put on a shirt, please?" Hisagi smirked at Ichigo's obvious surprise.

"Maybe, -" he turned towards the bar top retrieving his shirt that lay there, "I wouldn't have to be half naked if you would have been here to help set-up the floor." He pulled the black tank top over his head covering up his lovely body.

Ichigo sighed looking at the dance floor already emptied for the dancers which would be packing that area in less then half an hour.

The bar lounge was open 24/7 sure, but to do their change from Lounge to Bar needed around 15 minutes of heavy lifting and cleaning up, and they preferred to do it without any costumers getting in the way.

So between the 6pm and 6:15pm and 5:45am and 6am the lounge and bar closed it's doors. If any costumer's still remained they were moved to the booths which lined the back wall opposite to the stage, where they would be out of the way.

The change was simple, the five tables that were on the dance floor were moved behind the stage curtains, and other island tables were bought in. These tables were screwed and locked into place around the dance floor edge. A total of five of the one and a half meter long tables stretched along the outside, and that was all they really needed to set-up, other then the drink changes in the fridge, but those tables weighed a tonne and Hisagi already got sweaty enough during the night.

Ichigo went to the bar after a quick apologise to Hisagi who moved off to the DJ stand were he would stay until 3:30am. Ichigo looked into the fridge checking his supplies for the night and quickly realising his bar partner for the night was not anywhere in sight. Other employees arrived, only waitresses and bouncers, still none of the other bartenders.

He was beginning to worry as he knew soon the large amounts of University party goers would arrive, it was Sunday after all and tomorrow was a public holiday which meant no Lectures. He knew he couldn't handle the hundred plus people that would pack themselves in the bar for the night.

He heard a monstrous laugh coming towards him, as his boss and one of his senior bartenders walked up to him.

"Hey, Ichigo. Ikkaku said you were late!" Ichigo's face looked at the bald man that was standing next to his boss, wondering how the hell Ikkaku would know since Ichigo hadn't seen him anywhere around when he had entered.

"Sorry, Kenpachi I..." He remembered why he was late. His mind coming to a blank remembering that tongue.

"Ichi?" Ikkaku questioned amused by the sudden pink tint that ran across Ichigo's face.

"Ergh, I got... Distracted, by my new neighbours." He turned away trying to scratch his head then realising he still had his hoodie on and quickly removing it to show and form fitting tank top which hugged his lithe muscular body.

"New neighbours, hey? I'm guessing they're hot by that blush on your face." Ichigo'd face turning redder and he looked away from his boss and Ikkaku who were both in a laughing spree.

"Hey, Captain Zaraki" Ikkaku said turning to his boss who was walking off back to his office. "You going in the tournament this year?"

The smile that stretched on Zaraki's face was all the answer Ikkaku and Ichigo needed.

"He's definitely going in."

"Yeah, maybe you can beat him again like last year. I doubt it though."

"So do I." Ichigo said looking off after his boss hoping that Ichigo didn't have to fight his boss to soon or to late in the tournament.


The night stretched on like it always did, Ichigo preparing the drinking and faking a smile at the small talk. And Ikkaku laughing like a monster at all the jokes his usuals came up with as they drank.

Ikkaku and his boyfriend Yumichika had been at the bar from the start, everyone knew either one or the other. Yumichika didn't work in the bar but he was always there somewhere, dancing, drinking, promoting the bar lounge to any new face that came through the door.

It was around 7:30pm by Ichigo's body clock when he finally got a glimpse of Ikkaku's feminine looking boyfriend. His purple hair having recently getting the chop for a more "fabulously fashionable" style.

Now, instead of sporting his old bowl fringe and shoulder length hair with feathers stretching from his eye lashes, he had a long bag framing his face, while on his left side his bag was platted. With shorter hair at the back, and the feathers around his eyes being replaced now by short puffs of colour sticking out from around his ears. He look quite normal. Almost. He still had his pompous attitude and his pride about his beauty but at least now he looked more reasonable, to Ikkaku's displeasure who openly voiced his hatred for the new look claiming that "It didn't make him stand out anymore, which was the first reason he had for dating the man!"

Ichigo's eyes flicked back down to his job of mixing a "Sunrise". The costumer he was serving was one of his favourites to talk to.

Shinji Hirako, was to say the least his best friend while he was on his job and most of the time when he was off, the man always made his day. Shinji coming up with random concoctions that he wanted Ichigo to mix, some turned out excellently, other however.

Ichigo handed Shinji the drinking leaning on the bar top and watching as the man raised the glass to his lips and took a mouth full. Shinji's face up-turned and he hacked and splattered. Ichigo cracked Shinji always made him laugh loud, enough so to get Ikkaku's attention who realized what was happening and smiled knowingly that the recent mixture was a bust.

"S'not funny!" he said putting the drink on the bar staring at his creation in horror. "Tastes like bad cock." Shinji stuck out his tongue.

Ichigo chuckled emptying his partner's glass and filling it with Strawberry, one of there good creations. Ichigo and Shinji had made it on he's first night as an a "pro", Shinji dubbed it the Strawberry to celebrate Ichigo's first day as a stand alone bartender here. He didn't appreciate the name but it did suit the drink since the main ingredient was in fact a lovely CHEAP strawberry liquor. Ichigo had talked to Zaraki about making the drink open for all since it was cheap and popular. Zaraki had come around and allowed it after he had seen the amounts that requested it, he himself wasn't to fond on the drink saying he'd prefer to taste Ichigo instead.

Most people upon hearing that would think something sexual, but for Ichigo and Zaraki it was an inside joke about their first fight, where Zaraki had gotten blood from Ichigo on his palm and licked it off in a teasing manner during the fight, that had given Ichigo and opening where he slammed his fists straight into Zaraki's jaw, which made in bit his tongue. And if you asked Zaraki to stick his tongue out you would see that he was missing around a centimetre off of the tip. That blow ended the fight, it had been tallied and Ichigo had come out of top, just.

"Sooo, shall I expect you in the tournament tomorrow night? Or are you going to chicken out and not fight Kira." Shinji asked knowing the answer already.

"I'm going to win, you know it. Why you made that guy learn how to fight is beyond me. His the biggest pacifist I've ever met." Ichigo stated. A hand contacted to his ass causing a squeak to escape his lips causing the people around him to chuckle.

Ikkaku shooed Ichigo out of his way, to grab the Captain* from the rum section behind Ichigo's legs.

He poured three shots in one hit and slide them the total meter to where their buyers (obviously taste testers) where sitting.

"So Ichigo, Ren going in the tournament?" Ikkaku questioned.

Ichigo shock his head sighing and leaning heavily on the bar. Ikkaku and Shinji both picked up on his expression, loneliness.

"Ichi" Shinji said "You need to get over him and go get laid."

"I'll happily lay ya'" three heads turned to the new figure.

Ichigo's face blushed three shades of pink as he looked at the incredibly tall person.

"Nnoitra!" He said "Fancy seeing you here."

The man in question walked the meter to the bar sit and sat down next to Shinji smirking as two pairs of eyes looked at him with suspicion. His piano grin stretched wider at the attention.

"What can I get you?" Ikkaku said in a slightly threatening manner.

Nnoitra "humph"ed at him. "You can get me nothing, Ichi here could get me Sex."

Ikkaku was on Nnoitra in no time at all, grasping the man's collar and pulling them face to face. The surprise on Nnoitra face looked out of place, but it was there.

"You listen here asshole, I don't know who you are but I already don't like you, you touch Ichi in anyway that I don't like then your balls will be rolling out the d-"

"WHACK!" All the of the men turned and looked at the slightly fuming Yumichika. Ikkaku's hands released Nnoitra's shirt going straight for Yumichika's.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" He pulled the man in question towards him so he was nearly sitting on the bar.

"First" Yumichika calmly started "Do you want sex tonight? Because if you do let me go. Second, these are NEW costumers in the area, treat them with respect, they're who bring you the money." Yumichika flicked his fingers at his boyfriend's nose. Ikkaku released him mumbling as he rubbed his nose and walked back down the bar to a group of waiting Uni students.

Ichigo looked at Shinji who was currently holding back his laughing, Shinji knew if he let his amuse through he could be getting a fist in the face from either Ikkaku or Yumichika.

Nnoi however was laughing like a maniac at the show. Yumichika's head turned quickly to the noise, playing the nice guy for the costumer was important, so that's what he did, for the most part.

"Sorry about my boyfriend his very-" He paused trying to find the right word, "protective. But so am I, soooo-" He smiled sweetly at Nnoitra "if you hurt Ichigo in any way" he chuckled "I'll remove your legs. All three of them." he smirked, walking away and leaving a very stunned Nnoitra behind.

"NNNOOOIIIIII~!" A large green blur tackle him from his sit in seconds. "Nnoitra are you okay I saw" She looked up at Ichigo. "AH, Naked-Guy what are you doing here?"

Shinji burst out into laughter, questioning the name.

"My name's Ichigo, Ichigo Kurosaki."

"Well I'm Nel, and this Nnoi." She turned around waving a small group towards her, the same people which had all seen his display this afternoon. He turned away slightly trying to hide he's hatred for the situation he found himself in. The group came in close recognising Ichigo and all smiling at him except the man with green eyes, who showed a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Nel continued excitedly.

"This is Tesra, Ulqui, and Grimmy!" She said gesturing to each.

"ICHIGO~!" A flying kick coming from over the bar nearly connected, he retaliated in milli-seconds, pinning the man against the bar.

"What the hell are you doing here, old man?!"

"Urahara and I need the key for the VIP area so we can organise the Tournament!" Ichigo grabbed the key from the hanger behind him and pushed the key into his father's hand and pushed him out the back towards the back stairs which lead up to the VIP area.

"Oh my son! Remember after you win your match tomorrow Karin and Yuzu want to make dinner to celebrate your victory! Shinji you come too!"

"Alright, Isshin! I wouldn't miss Yuzu's food for anything!" All the surrounding people watched as the old man went out of sight.

Shinji turned to Ichigo "Already planning your Celebration Dinner for the first match. Make sure your easy on Kira, poor kid's scared he'd come out like Renji did that time." Shinji smiled in amusement remembering Kira's face when he said he'd be versing Ichigo first.

"As long as he doesn't use that pressure point stuff on me then sure." Ichigo turned back towards the group that were all starting at him in amusement. Ichigo blushed forgetting the group was even there.

"Ahh, can I get you guys something to drink?"

The group ordered their respected drinks and moved over to the booths chatting about what they'd just seen. Even Nnoitra went over, to Ikkaku's pleasure, who'd been watching the man out of the corner of his since he left.

After that all ran smoothly, Ichigo and Shinji sat there talking and Ichigo served drinks to the costumers that came and went. It was around 3am when Ichigo finished his shift Shinji following him giving him the Strawberry which he ordered from Ichigo as the last drink he'd make for the night. Ichigo and Shinji moved the one of the outer "Screw Tables" and leaned against it chatting like usual. Three drinks later Ichigo was feeling the buzz, Shinji was motioning him to the dance floor for Hisagi's last song for the night. Ichigo of course accepted the offer and the two went onto the dance floor.

The last song was a new dubstep song that Hisagi had been working on, the song was like sex to the crowd's ears, and the dancing became similar. Shinji grabbed Ichigo's hands as he turned around and they started their grinding routine which always made both of them horny as hell. Shinji had placed his back to Ichigo slowly sliding down the slightly taller body of Ichigo's.

Ichigo all but lost himself in the physical contact, his mind letting loose along with his hands, which slide all over Shinji's body, including under the other's shirt, lifting it slightly to reveal the flat body of his friend. Ichigo could feel Shinji's chest rumble in a low moan. All of a sudden Shinji turned looking straight into Ichigo's eyes, smirking as he put his leg between Ichigo's. Ichigo's did similar both moaned as they began to rub each other feverishly.

After a couple minutes of that neither could hold themselves back. Ichigo grabbed Shinji's hand dragging the man off the dance floor and towards the VIP stairs, knowing that it would be empty up their.

Ichigo didn't realise the eye's watching his retreat, Nnoitra's eyes. The annoyance of not being Ichigo's partner tonight evident to all the table which had watched the two men grinding.

(Note: * Captain Morgan a type of Rum.)


Ichigo grabbed for Shinji's rear, lifting him up so the other could wrap his legs around his waist. Their shirts had been discarded at the door. Shinji's hands were pulling and tugging at Ichigo's hair trying to pull him into an even deeper kiss.

Ichigo moved pushing Shinji's back against the wall. The stood their (Ichigo stood, Shinji lent) against the wall moving their lips, teeth and tongues over every bit of skin either of them could get to.


"I bet you, I can get him before you." The blue haired man said looking at Nnoitra with a challenging look, sipping out of his glass casually. Nel sighed, this always happened, Grimmjow and Nnoitra would do this to each other any time either of them were openly going for a hotty.

"Well you better catch up, Kitty. I already have him thinking about me." Nnoitra teased.

"Tsk" Grimmjow stood and went off.


Ichigo and Shinji had been at the making out for a lot longer then either of then would have liked, but neither knew how to continue.

Shinji sighed "I don't know whether to leave or just push you to the ground and let you fuck me."

Ichigo blushed, he'd love the sex but this was just getting awkward. He sighed leaning in for a deep kiss.

"Sorry, Shin."

Shinji frowned "What the hell are you apologising for?! It's both our faults, stupid. Mo-" He stopped when Ichigo rested his against his shoulder. Shinji patted Ichigo's head knowing the poor guy was beating himself up about it. Shinji noticed the door open quietly.

Grimmjow sticking his head around the corner and looking at the two shirtless guys, eying them off. Shinji frowned at the intruder.

"Yes, would you like something? Grimmy?" Ichigo bolted straight back peddling into the couch and falling straight over the back of it.

"SHIT! Why the hell doesn't the world like me right now?" Ichigo's stood up in almost rage grabbing his shirt he pulled it on and stormed pasted the to obviously surprised people.

Grimmjow looked at Shinji.

"Ahh, so, umm, that happen normal?"

Shinji shook his head, "I've never seen him explode like that before. Poor guy must be stressed out. That means at tomorrow's tournament Kira may come out worse for wear."

"Tournament?" Grimmjow questioned.

"Yeah, Ichigo's one of the youngest and best boxers, in this district." Grimmjow looked at the other in surprise. He knew that his target was a fighter by the way he retaliated to that guy early in the night, but to be one of the best was definitely a surprise. Grimmjow smirked, already coming up with a game plan.

"Where's this tournament? I'd love to see him fight."