Scars and Music

by DrawnByMemories

Uryuu has an emotionally hard life, his father is abusive physically and emotionally. He gets bullied at school, he has no friends and is alone to deal with his feelings by himself. He knows hes gay and has feelings for Ichigo Kurosaki which makes things much more confusing and hard. (Warning contains self harm crewed language yaoi and violence)

2. Chapter 2

~Sorry for any misspelling. This chapter does contain fatherly abuse so if you dont wanna read that kinda thing dont say I didnt warn ya I do not own bleach. Ok hope you guys enjoy ^.^

Ichigo sat on his bed letting out a sigh. He had been secretly stressing over Uryuu. Yeah sure he was an annoying guy and a nice rival but he still cared about him. He didn't know why they were rivals they always have been. Ichigo thought of when he kissed Uryuu's soft skin. He blushed hard trying to push it out of his mind. He failed. It was just instinct right? Why the hell did he do that? "Ugh!" He flopped back on the bed. He thought and thought on the subject until he finely came to the conclusion that he would bug Uryuu till they got a bit closer and try and cheer him up. he didn't like seeing him sad. It had only been recently that he really showed his depression.

Over the weekend Uryuu practiced shooting arrows. He usually did every weekend. He had a hobby for bow and arrows his aim is magnificent. Hes won every tournament hes entered. On Sunday his father was in a very ill mood. Uryuu was making tea in the kitchen. "Crash! Bang!' He dropped the tea pot along with a tea cup in his attempt to catch the pot. His father glared at him with anger. It hurt when he did. Not once did his father look at him kindly.
"How your grandfather ever saw anything in you is a mystery to me." Uryuu simply bent down to pick up the glass. He decided better not to say anything.
"He was a stupid old man. Blind as a bat. Its good he died he was turning you too soft. He already spoiled you and thats why you are the way you are now!" His father spat coldly. Uryuu's hands dropped the pieces of glass he was holding. His hands were shaking with rage. Talking about his grandfather was something not to do. He was about to burst. He stood up looking into his fathers cold eyes. "Dont ever talk about him like that!" Ryuken stared at him blankly.
"Why not? Its true and your just refuse to except it." It took everything he had not to lunge at his fathers throat. "He was a kind man who took care of me better then you ever did! He was better then you in every way possible, you bastard!" Ryuken took a moment to stand up. "Its because of him you talk to me like this."
"Its because of you that Im like this! And always will be!" Ryuken stepped closer. he was taller then Uryuu. "I raised you to be better. That old geezer turned you into a little fag!"
"You never raised me at all!" Uryuu roared. The neighbors were sure to here them now. They were probably used to it. "Dont talk to your father like this!"
"Your not my father... You never were, nor will be." He said narrowing his eyes with a cold glare. His father glared back into grey eyes much like his own. "You would have turned out worth something if he hadn't been around."
"I wouldn't be here at all if he hadn't been there for me... hes the only reason! My life is hell with you!" Uryuu was ready to burst into tears. Not from sadness. No. From pure rage.
"Mom couldnt even live with you! Im sure she left because you were abusive to her as well! You never loved her or- 'smack!' Ryuken swung his hand and smacked Uryuu hard enough to make him bleed. He wiped the blood that trailed out of the corner of his mouth glaring at his father. Ryuken was shaking with rage.
"Dont you mention her ever again!" Uryuu slightly smirked. He had enough. He didnt care what happened anymore. His father always brought him down, why not push back and get a little revenge and piss him off?
"Why? Was she the only one who was ever able to put up with you but eventually couldnt do it and left?!" 'whack!' He hit him harder this time.
"She left! She left me and you! nobody cares or ever will!" His fathers cold gaze somehow turned colder.
"You dont know anything." He said in a deep quiet voice when he leaned in closer. Looking Uryuu strait in the eyes. His arm raised back and Uryuu waited for the blow. His father smacked him again and knocked him to the ground. He stood there glaring at his son while Uryuu slowly got back up.
"Face it! you were so pathetic she left! Where is she now?!" His father was so angry he didnt even show any emotion. He only stood there. His eyes. They held all the emotion that was being compressed. Rage swirled in his cool dark eyes.
"Shut the fuck up!" Uryuu just stared at him. he already pushed this far why not more?
"Make me." He said calmly. The way he said it enraged Ryuken so much he nearly screamed. His hand went across Uryuu's cheek again.
"Does it make you feel better? To take out all your sorrow and anger you have for her on me?"
"She left because of you!" Ryuken roared. Uryuu stared at his father.
"She had to leave! You dont know anything you brat! Shut the fuck up!"
"No I dont. I never could. She left. She never cared about me. I never had the chance to know what a mother is." Uryuu let the words out calmly as he looked at his father. Ryuken didnt know what to even do. He was filled with anger and guilt.
"Dont say things like that about your mother!"
"Isn't it true?" His father stood defeated. he couldnt tell him... no he couldnt tell Uryuu the truth. He didnt know how.
"Your mother was the kindest person on this earth."
"She left me so I wouldnt know." He said darkly. Ryuken turned around in a rage going to his room slamming the door behind him. Uryuu went to his grabbed his wallet and hoodie. As he walked out of his room his father opened the door to his own room.
"Dont ever mention your mother again." Uryuu just looked at him then went walking towards the front door. "Where are you going?"
"Out" and with that he shut the door and ran down the street not looking back. He finely ran out of breath and fell to his knees under a street light. It was about 10 pm. Tears started to flow down his face never ending. It felt like rain drops of fire pouring down on his heart. He just sobbed on the street not being able to stop. The tears hot on his face. They ran down stabbing into his being. He cried for nearly an hour before getting up and walking to the near by 24/7 super market. He got a soda then took it to the lonely cashier. It was late so there wasnt many costumers. Uryuu was the only one in there at the time. The cashier asked how he got the bruises on his face and he just meekly replied ;"School fights." Those seemed to be the only lies people would believe. He walked to the training course , where his bow was. He hopped the fence and stood in the dark shooting arrows for about 2 hours. His Grandfather taught him how to shoot. He just shot one arrow after another at targets emotionless. He finely got a bit tired so he walked back home. He didnt have his phone so he had no idea what time it was. He opened the door and turned on the kitchen light. A soft glow filled the small room he saw his father sitting at the small table. Hands crossed and a stern face could be made through the dim light. Ryuken stood up and walked towards Uryuu.
"Where were you?" Uryuu didnt reply. Ryuken only let out a small sigh before saying something else. "Just go to bed you have school tomorrow." He said it calmly and smooth. Why wasnt he infuriated? Was he feeling guilty? Whatever it was it didnt matter. Uryuu went into his room took off his glasses and stripped his clothes. He was only left in his blue plaid boxers. When he picked up his phone it was 1:07 am He was gone for nearly 3 hours. He climbed into bed thankful for the warm covers. He was tired and fell asleep quickly.

The bell rang signalling that it was time for lunch. Ichigo snuck up behind him startling Uryuu when he asked; "Hay 4 eyes come have lunch with me." Uryuu didnt turn to him. He put his books in his bags silently while Ichigo stood behind him waiting. When he was finished packing his books he turned around to face the orange haired boy. "Thanks but I'll pass Ichigo." Ichigo saw the extremely depressed look on his face and wanted to cry then beat the shit out of what ever caused that sadness in Uryuu.
"Please Uryuu" He pleaded. It didnt work. He finely just grabbed Uryuu's arm when he tried to walk away. He looked seriously in Uryuu's eyes.
"These are new bruises. Whats wrong? Uryuu tried to pull away but Ichigo didnt loosen his grip.
"Nothing just let go... Im not in the mood." Ichigo was concerned even more now. Where was the lively spark in his voice he normally had? The rebellious side? The anger and annoyance? He was lifeless. Ichigo just started pulling him down the hall. Uryuu started to protest but he couldnt do anything but get dragged along by Ichigo. He Yelled and threatened and kicked. Ichigo smirked. Now hes turning a bit normal. He finely pulled him out to the court yard under a tree. It was on a lonelier side of the school rarely did people ever go here. It was on the other side of the gym building and sport center for the school. Its where they had PE. There was a few passing clouds and a nice steady breeze. There was enough clouds so that it wasnt extremely bright out. The wind gently rustled their hair.
"So why did you drag me out here?" Ichigo ignored the question.
"What happened to you."
"Nothing!"
"You keep dodging that question Uryuu. Im concerned." Uryuu looked at the ground. There was a long silence.
"So will you please tell me?" Uryuu shook his head still staring at the ground. Ichigo let out an annoyed sigh. "Well will you at least tell me whats wrong?" Uryuu just looked up at his Orange hared friend. "...Uryuu please tell me." He was still silent. Ichigo could see the sadness in him. Ichigo sighed again and scooted over to Uryuu. He wrapped his arms around him holding him in a tight hug.
"W-what are you doing?!" He asked with wide eyes. "Im not letting go until you tell me at least one thing."
"I'll tell you one thing. Get the fuck off!"
"Smart ass." He said muffled through Uryuu's shoulder. Uryuu just sat there for a moment getting entranced by the hug till he snapped to reality.
"Let go!"
"No."
"But what if someone sees?!"
"So? I dont care."
Uryuu tried to pry off of him but failed he finely gave in and just calmly sat there hoping, praying no one saw. He leaned his head softly on The broader boys shoulder. He smelled of strawberries. Uryuu chuckled out loud not meaning to.
"Whats so funny?"
"N-nothing!"
"No tell me!" Uryuu wished he hadn't laughed out loud. "Well you smell like strawberries. I thought it was bit funny and ironic."
"Ha I got you to laugh!" Uryuu started to smile a little bit.
"Uryuu you can trust me... i promise I care about you and I dont want you to be sad." Uryuu didnt really know what to say or what to even believe anymore.
"Talk to me." Uryuu let out a sigh. "Well my life is hell, thats the best i can do to sum it all up."
"C'mon details please." Uryuu thought for a long time. Ichigo still hugged him. "If i dont say anything you said you wouldnt let go right?"
"Yeah"
"Well then I dont think I wanna say anything." He said with a sad chuckle. Ichigo squeezed him tighter.
"If you want I wont ever let go." Uryuu reached his hands around and held onto Ichigo, hugging him back. "M'kay." Is all he could get out because he was nearly going to cry right then and there. Every time he attempted to say something his throat locked up and tears threatened to escape his eyes. So he just hugged tighter. after about 5 minutes went by Ichigo finely spoke.
"So wanna tell me what happened or at least why your upset." Uryuu collected himself together so he could speak.
"I... well I get bullied... and i got into a fight with my dad last night."
"Is that why your upset?"
"Only part of it." Ichigo knew he should try harder. there was something definitely really wrong.
"Tell me. It will help I promise." Uryuu held on to Ichigo's shirt, squeezing the fabric. "I cant."
"Please."
"Ichigo I just... Im going through so much right now that i cant just tell you." Ichigo understood he needed time to trust him.
"Ok I understand. Im here for you Uryuu... Please know that." He gripped the raven haired boy close to him.
"T-thank you." His voice cracked when he said it. Ichigo felt his shoulders shake. Uryuu was trying as hard as he could not to cry. No. He couldnt let Ichigo see him cry. He never let anyone see him cry. Ichigo pulled back to look at Uryuu. He looked into the grey saddened eyes. Uryuu stared into the brilliant brown ones. The intense emotion and concern Ichigo showed through his eyes made Uryuu want to burst into tears. A single tear ran down his face without him knowing until it ran down his face. Ichigo looked surprised and concerned.
"Uryuu... Its ok." He brushed the tear from his cheek and cupped Uryuu's face in his hands gently. Both their hearts beating fast. Uryuu felt like he was going to explode. His heart smashed against his rib cage at high speed. Ichigo slowly started to lean in. bump! Bump! Bump! went their hearts in unison. They were getting closer. Close. It was happening. Everything in slow motion and fast forward at the same time. So close...
"Hay Ichigo!" they both nearly jumped into each other. Scrambling away from one another red faced. startled so badly by the voice calling Ichigo causing their hearts to stop. They looked to see Rukia heading towards them.
"I was looking for you." Ichigo felt pissed yet relived at her appearance.
"I didnt think I would find you love birds together." she said with a smirk glancing at Ichigo then to Uryuu.
"Shut up!" Ichigo retorted. Uryuu just stared at the ground.
"Well what do you want?"
"Keigo wont leave me alone so I came to find you and its almost time for class so we should head back."
"You cant just dump his dumb ass off on me!"
"Yes I can." They started to argue but then Uryuu had to remind them they should head back. The three of them walked back together. Rukia and Ichigo just argued the whole time. They had a strange love/hate relationship. Even though they had only known each other for about 4 and a half moths they had gotten very close. Rumors were smothering the School that they were dating even though both denied it many times. Uryuu just looked at the ground with a slight pink tented face the walk back. After school Ichigo tracked Uryuu down in hopes of making plans to hang out. He found him in front of the building as he was leaving. He ran up to his raven haired friend greeting him. Uryuu nodded in return.
"You wanna hang out some time?" Uryuu was a bit surprised.
"Umm sure what do you wanna do?"
"Well i dont know... uhh what do you like to do?"
"Listen to music while going into a depressive coma in my room." Uryuu said darkly. He laughed at Ichigo's face. His orange haired friend was shocked to hear the words come out of Uryuu's mouth. "Im only kidding." Ichigo ended up getting Uryuu's number because neither could think of something to do. Uryuu went home and walked strait to his room ditching his bag at the door. He flopped onto his bed with a sigh. Today was a good day. No bullies. And he hung out with Ichigo. He had a looming feeling that something bad was gonna happen before the day ended.

Uryuu woke up with a loud crash. He accidentally fell asleep while he lied down on his bed. He looked at the clock with a quick glance 6:47 His father should be back it was his short day maybe that was him? He heard another crash. He cautiously went to the kitchen where the source of the noise was being made. His father was slouched up against the counter with a bottle in his hand. with closer inspection it was alcohol. His father rarely got drunk.
"Hay Ryuken what are you doing?" His father looked up at him with a drunken haze over his ayes.
"Dontchu talk to me hic- like that! Address me properly. Call me father! hic-"
"Your drunk."
"No I'm not!" He said falling over.
"Did you drive like that?"
"Hmmmmm?"
"Oh never mind!" He went over to pull his drunken father out of the floor so he could take him to bed.
"No! Im hic- not a child dammit! You cant hic- make meh go-da bed!" Uryuu shoved him onto the bed. Snatching the rum bottle out oh his hand. He earned a hard slap for it but just ignored it. His father grabbed him by the shirt and tried to hit him again but Uryuu blocked it with his arm and shoved him back on the bed. He went and got him some water. At this point his father was just spluttering out nonsense. Uryuu finely got him to calm down. He pulled the blanket over his father after he pulled his jacket and shoes off. He was walking out of the room when he heard his father say something unusual. He stopped to listen to Ryuken's sleepy drunken mumbles.
"Uryuu... Im sorry. Im so sorry... Im sorry im sorry. I... didnt mean it.. l-... love you son.." Uryuu's eyes widened. He kept saying sorry over and over even after he left the room. It must be the alcohol Uryuu thought. He never apologized nor did he ever say he loved him.

He walked to the kitchen and picked up the broken stuff out of the floor his father broke in his drunken rampage. It took him at least 45 minutes just to get him in the bed. He still had half a bottle of rum left. Uryuu put it away in the cabinet. The raven haired boy walked to the house phone and picked it up. He punched in the number to his fathers hospital. Brrrr brrrr brrrr. "Oh yes, hello? Yes im calling to tell you that M.r Ishida wont be coming in tomorrow. Yes. Well Hes not feeling well. Yeah. Uh-huh. Yes ma'am. Ok bye." He hung up. Why am I always treating you so nicely and taking care of you? Why? He thought.

He made himself supper and tea . He was actually a really good cook and enjoyed cooking. He normally made his own lunches too. Uryuu is actually a very talented creative person. He hadnt got any msgs from Stark the past few days so that was good. He knew that just meant something bad was going to happen. What did they mean when they confronted him the other day? He had something coming to him? His life was already hell what else could they do? He went to his room with his music and worked on a project for his school club. He got ready for school the next day and left a note on the table letting his father know he called the hospital and that he didnt have to go in today.

He got to school a bit early. As he was digging through his locker he heard familiar voices behind him. they were unpleasant. Them of all fuckng people this early. Some bullies he always couldnt stand. they were so cocky.
"Hay fag!" He ignored the other boys call and kept digging in his locker. "Im talking to you!" Still no answer. He grabbed Uryuu's shoulder and pulled him around. "Can you hear me now? You emo freak." Uryuu simply pushed the hand off his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. "I would suggest not touching me. Now if you'll excuse me."
"Ooh scarey!" one of the others commented. The ring leader grabbed him again. "Whats your problem?! Fucking fag!" He shoved Uryuu against the lockers.
"Your my problem."
"Whats that?"
"Oh sorry I forgot you have such a bad case of dumb ass you cant understand me. Here let me spell it out for you. F-U-C-K-O-F-F" The boy got into Uryuu's face with a pissed off sneer. He was about the same height as him.
"Are you being a smart ass?"
"Well yeah I thought it was pretty obvious unless there really a sickness thats called dumb ass. Maybe you should get some medication for it." He stated shrugging. "Why you-!" He slammed Uryuu against the locker again. he laughed because it didnt hurt. Just being smashed against a locker isn't anything compared to what he normally has to go through. the boy punched him. Uryuu only stood there contemplating whether he should beat the shit out of the person in front of him or humiliate him some more.
"you just gonna stand there fag?! No wonder Grimmjow beats the shit outta you, your so pathetic! Poor emo kid doesn't have a mommy." Uryuu was pissed now. He didnt know if it was the mother comment or the mention of Grimmjow's name. How did he know he didnt have a mom anyway?
"Well?!" Uryuu decided to fight him since he was so persistent. He suddenly swung and punched the boy so hard he stumbled back. He was shocked. He wasnt expecting him to fight back like that. He was just a stupid emo fag it should be easy right? He went back at Uryuu this time harder. Uryuu was able to block it. He threw another punch at him. Uryuu was still able to block it.
"Stupid fag! Whats wrong?!" He shoved him against the lockers again. the other chumps he was with cheered and watched from the side throwing in remarks and insults.
"I saw you walking with flowers towards the cemetery the other week. Were those flowers for poor mommy? Awww I bet it was." Uryuu didnt have a mom nor was he taking flowers to her grave but those insults really pissed him off. You had to be a real dick to tease someone over their diseased mother. He punched him right in the mouth. This time he didnt stop. Uryuu kept going. He hit him enough times for the boy to stumble back. He backed towards his friends and three of them ambushed Uryuu all at once. One shoved him to the locker, the other undercut his stomach making him buckle over while the other pulled his head back by his hair. He wrenched himself out of their grip and landed a blow on one of them. They pinned him back to the lockers but this time the ringleader stepped in again and was making more insults. He kicked at him every time the boy tried to come near, earning a punched to the gut for it.
"Its not fare to play four against one." Said an annoyed voice from behind the ringleader. Uryuu looked up. Ichigo?! He thought. The ringleader looked behind him.
"Oh strawberry decided to join in!"
"Dont call me that! I thought I made that clear last time!" He grumbled. They released Uryuu and turned their attention on Ichigo.
"Well we were just teaching emo boy over here a lesson." He looked at Uryuu. A smirk smearing across his face and he stepped over to the raven haired boy.
"So why dont we all have a little therapy talk and get things off your chest. Every emo fag needs it. You can tell Strawberry over here about your dead mom." Uryuu wasted no time at all and punched him square in the nose. He was fast. Thats how hes normally able to even scape by against Grimmjow. The blue haired psycho was strong. Uryuu knew this. One of the other boys tried to land another blow from behind but Ichigo stopped him.
"Ichigo you dont have to involve yourself in this." Uryuu said while dodging a punch from the ringleader.
"Im already involved. I got your back if you got mine?" Ichigo smirked when he said it as he fought one of the other boys.
"Alright, fine idiot." Uryuu replied smiling. Uryuu was punched in the face again causing his lip to bleed. The bell rang and the boys scrambled in a hurry, obviously fleeing. saying Ichigo and Uryuu were lucky to be let off for now. Ichigo and Uryuu both knew the other boys were toast so it didnt matter. Ichigo saw Uryuu's lip.
"Thats so fucked up they ganged up on you." Uryuu wiped his lip off with his hoodie sleeve. He was wearing his school uniform with black converse shoes and a very dark grey hoodie. (He was pretty hot if I dont mind to add) Ichigo slightly blushed.
"We should hurry to class." Uryuu reminded him.

Ichigo stole glances at the raven throughout class. His glasses resting on his nose while his chin sat in his hand listening to the teacher lecture. It felt like an eternity till lunch time came around so Ichigo could talk to Uryuu.
"Hay Uryuu!" he said quite enthusiastically and excited. he was normally grumpy and cool faced but he seemed different talking to Uryuu.
"Oh hay." Ichigo glanced at the busy cafeteria and back to Uryuu.
"Will you eat lunch with me outside?" Well thats just weird. He never asks like that. Normally its a demand. Uryuu thought curiously. "Well I suppose it wouldnt hurt." they found a nice spot up on the roof and sat side by side. A little closer then Uryuu was expecting from Ichigo. It made him a little nervous.
"Those guys were dicks." Ichigo randomly spluttered out.
"Yeah they were."
"... Sorry they said stuff like that about your mom. That pissed me-"
"Those weren't true." Uryuu sternly said before Ichigo could finish. "Ummm oh..." By the way he implied his voice Uryuu knew Ichigo wanted to know more. He might as well tell him. If he uses it against him then he will know He cant trust Ichigo.
"My mom left when I was little. She was never around for me to know what its like to have a mother." Ichigo looked at him for a moment. Uryuu couldnt really read his face. He was curious what Ichigo was thinking.
"Im sorry."
"It doesnt matter. And its not your fault anyway." they ate lunch and then went back to class. It was time for Uryuu to go to a class he and Ichigo didnt share. They decided to meet after class again.
"You know how you gave me you number yesterday...?" Uryuu looked at him. "Yeah. why?"
"Well as embarrassing as it is to say... i kinda lost it." He turned his head away slightly flustered and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "You idiot." Uryuu teased while smiling and getting a piece of paper to right it down for the orange haired boy again.

Uryuu was dreading how his father was going to act. He was sure to be in a ill mood. He was going to be having a hangover after all. He opened the door and quietly shut it behind him. He didnt want to make any loud noises for his father more then likely had a major headache. He saw his father sitting in his recliner with a book. His brows furrowed just a little from the pain that was going on in his head. Ryuken secretly regrets drinking every time he does. Uryuu went to his room and put his bag on his desk and kicked his shoes off. He felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He lifted it up looking at an unknown number on the screen. He hoped it wasnt stark or anything terrible like that. The msg read ; Hay uryuu this is Ichigo whats up? Uryuu sighed in relief. He flopped down on the bed to txt him back.

After a while of being locked away in his room he decided to make some tea. He stepped up to the kitchen counter and glanced over to his father still in his recliner. The small living room area had a large door way into the kitchen/dining room. "Would you like tea? Im making some." He said softly not to be loud since his father had a hangover.
"Yes, Please" Though his father was a dick and disrespected his son he was polite. Uryuu finished making the tea and brought it to his father and went back to his room. He fiddled around with things and tidied up his slightly messy floor and then made dinner. after that he went to his room and txt Ichigo. Somehow time flew by and he ended txting Ichigo till 4 am. He yawned as he set his phone back down and put it on charge.

He woke to the alarm being extra loud and was infuriated that he had to get ready for school he wanted to just skip it but Ichigo would be there he kept telling himself. He went out the door without a word to his father who was in the kitchen. He got some coffee and then hurried to school. He was sitting in class till finely Mizuiro and Ichigo showed up just when class started. they were barely on time. Ichigo made poor Mizuiro wait because he slept in and they had to rush over. Ichigo lied his head on his desk and slept throughout the whole class.

Uryuu stifled a small giggle when he heard a soft snore come from the orange haired boy. Class ended and everyone bustled around collecting their things. The teacher left for other business with the school principal. Mizuiro tried to wake Ichigo but gave up after a few grumpy groans from the teenager and left. Now it was just him and Ichigo in the empty class room. he walked over to the sleeping boy at the desk. He had a soft and peaceful face when sleeping. Normally he had a grumpy look plastered to his face at all times. Uryuu reached out a hand and nudged Ichigo. "C'mon you idiot the other class is starting." Ichigo let out a long groan. Uryuu started to nudge him more trying to get him up. Uryuu started poking him. He knew Ichigo was awake he just had to get him to the other class. Ichigo reached out an arm and hooked it around Uryuu's waist and pulled him closer. He kept his arm in a tight grip on Uryuu's waist. Uryuu blushed a little bit. "Ichigo what the hell are you doing?"
"Just a little longer... No ones around so I finely get to hug you without anyone looking at us weird." Uryuu blushed more.
"Y-yuou call this a hug?" He said pushing at Ichigo's head that was still resting in his other arm on the desk. He suddenly leaned up, pulling Uryuu down into his lap. He did it so quickly and caught Uryuu off guard that he didnt even have time to know what was happening till he was already sitting in Ichigo's lap. Uryuu's face deepened in a red color when he realized the situation he was in. Ichigo pulled him into a better hug and nuzzled into his neck.
"Is this better?"
"I-idiot! What the hell?" Ichigo chuckled into Uryuu's shoulder. They sat like that till they heard other students coming towards the class room. During the next class Uryuu sat with a blush on his face, not paying any attention to the teacher. After school they bid fare well and went their separate ways.

Ichigo lay on his bed thinking of only the raven haired boy who somehow always made his heart flutter when they were close. Ok its official he liked Uryuu a lot. he had been fighting with his feelings towards his friend for some time now. He was scared if he layed a move on him though, he would hate him and Uryuu would never talk to him again. What if Uryuu didnt feel that way back? what if He hated gays? His thoughts were stopped when a voice called out his name.
"Ichigo!~ Dinners ready!" He knew it to be best not to keep his sister waiting when it came to meals she prepared. He heaved himself off the bed and made his way to the dinner table.

~Ok guys I promise the next chapter they will finely kiss! Sorry but Im addicted to fluff ^.^ Anyways hoped you enjoyed tell me how it was reviews most appreciated Thanks =D ~