My Land
Disclaimer: Children of Bodom owns the song, Kubo Tite owns Bleach.
Warnings: Oral sex, OOCness, angsty Ichigo and some fluff. And my crappy grammar, of course.
Author's note: Hmm... This chapter is mostly about Ichigo and Shiro moving and Ichi catching up with the news. Next chapter is from Grimmjow's point of view. I don't yet know what he really wants. Is he purely crazy, after Ichigo to fight him or in love with Ichigo? Or something else? If you have opinion, tell me about it! And if you find any major mistakes (like: that word doesn't even exist!) please point them out. Thank you.
Part Two:
Ichigo eyed the former captain with narrowed eyes. "Renji said that you could give us an easy way out from this country. So? How is it?"
Blond man was hiding behind his fan.Two of them were sitting in Urahara's shop, sipping tea. Or Urahara was sipping it, Ichigo had drunk it fast and was now playing with the cup, not breaking the eye-contact with the older man.
Urahara nodded. "Yes, I agreed to do that." He picked a piece of paper from his pocket.
"What is that?"
"The ticket for the flight. What did you think?"
Silence. "You know, like, an airplane ticket?"
Nod, annoyed smile. "Yes."
Tea mug connected with Urahara's face. "Baka! I thought you would... you would... nah. Forget it. We could have done that ourselves, though."
Urahara was holding his nose, looking hurt. "No you couldn't have done that. See, I did fake ID for you, too. I'm sorry, but your honey can travel inside your head. "
'Honey? Who is honey? I prefer to be called hollow more than honey...'
Ichigo frowned a little. How much the hat man knew anyway? "So, when are we leaving? Renji sounded like they could come after us in any minute."
Former captain glanced them thoughtfully over his fan. "Actually, that is the case. I don't know how much the freeloader told you about it, but the situation in Soul Society is chaotic. They will make a move now and think about consequences later. So, you are leaving tonight. Your father has already been informed. You have a small flat there, even, and some stuff. You don't need to take anything with you. World is waiting for you! Ah, to be young again!"
"As much as I appreciate your eagerness to help, shut up!"
The older man chuckled. "Well, that was more than I expected."
Ichigo took the ticket and mumbled something that could have been "thank you". Or "I will choke you with your own hat". Urahara decided that it was the first option
The teenager left, and Urahara let the unusual worry sneak on his normally happy-go-lucky face. "Soul Society sure is too busy to go after you", he said " but what about Grimmjow...?"
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Later that night, or very early at next morning they arrived to America. It had been a boring flight, especially when Shirosaki had been quiet all the time. Big, metallic bird had made him nervous.
In one thing Urahara had certainly been right. The flat reserved for them was small. There was only room for an oven, small closet and even smaller bed. The toilet was behind a corner and the floor nowhere visible.
'Jeez, this is like living in a dollhouse. In a really small dollhouse.'
Ichigo could only nod in agreement. At least there was a window that offered a view to the city. Urahara had picked a huge metropol for them to live in, probably because there Ichigo could easily have a job without difficult questions. A street sweeper or something.
'You feel kinda worn out, Ichi. Everything okay?'
Sighing deeply Ichigo sat down on his bed. Why he felt so tired? Sure, leaving his home and moving away with no time to adapt to the situation meant stress, not even mentioning the fact that most of his former friends were now going to kill him...
Growling, Ichigo let his head fall to his hands. Great. So fucking great.
Shiro materialized behind him. "Relax, it's okay. You will give a heartattack for yourself if you keep going on like this", he murmured, hands around his lover and chin resting on his muscular shoulder. Hollow almost felt how teen's blood pressure was rising. "Everything will be alright, okay? Things will not be like this forever, when they have solved the problem they will apologize and everything will go back to normal. Okay?"
Ichigo smiled, lifting his copy to his arms. "Yeah, okay. Point taken." He kissed the white neck. "Thank you. What would I do without you?"
In my dreamland, there is someone who understands
a frienly soul, trusting life in my hands.
"You would worry yourself to death over something stupid ", hollow smiled too, purring pleasedly into others ear. "No one can protect everyone in this world. It is just like in that philosophybook you were reading. That one about how one's world forms from circles inside other circles, remember? First only you, then you loved ones, your family, your village. When first is alright, you can move towards bigger circles. Right now you have to take care of yourself."
Orangehead laughed and messed Shiro's hair. "You sure are a wise hollow. How about you doing my homework now on?"
Hollow hugged his lover, happy that his beloved was in better mood. " We can think about that. But now, how about me taking care of you?" He licked Ichigo's collarbone suggestively.
Teen smiled. "Sounds good."
Ichigo fell on his back, allowing his partner to lick his neck and face. White hands travelled across the tanned skin, caressing Ichigo's sides and causing his hips twist upwards.
Skilled hands worked their way on Ichigo's stomach, removing his shirt and tossing it into the corner. Placing a next kiss on his lover's navel Shirosaki enjoyed the special taste, almost the same as his own.
Ichigo gasped in pleasure when hollow's hand carefully slid over his arousal. Shiro's mouth was still in his chest, teasing lazily his nipples. In slow manner it approached to Ichigo's waist, stopping couple times to nibble the delicious skin of Ichigo's stomach.
"You are taking your time, hm?" Teen slurred, arching his back. He spreaded his legs, calling his lover to the action part.
Shirosaki smiled wickedly. "Why are you in hurry? This is your night, Ichi."
Hollow pulled down his beloved's pants and took Ichigo's cock in his mouth. A familiar, gentle purr started from back of his throat and vibrating in his mouth.
Ichigo thought that his head would explode in any minute. Hollows skillfull mouth and hands made him squel in pleasure. And when Shiro's fingers snaked themselvs inside him and started searching for the prostate, he sighed loudly and bucked his hips upward.
Shirosaki licked the whole lenght of Ichigo's manhood, his head popping up and down. Same time he found the right spot inside his lover and squeezed it.
Ichigo came in his mouth with muffled scream,
Shirosaki yawned and placed his head on Ichigo's stomach. Watching sleepily his lover to come down from his sex high, he knew that his partner was now feeling much better. "Sleep?"
"Sleep."
Ichigo smiled when his copy curled against his chest and closed his eyes. When it came to sex, Shirosaki wasn't that submissive at all.