I hope you enjoy my second chap!! Sorry it took so long to get it up. Blame my beta...she took forever to edit!! lmao love ya Silver-chan!!

Disclaimer: The characters and concepts of Bleach belong to their respective owner, not me. ...DARN! And Renji has SUCH a nice ass...

Rated T: for language, suggestive themes, yaoi, and the likes...


Cry Out

Ichigo put his hands in the redhead's hair and gripped it tightly, licking Renji's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Slowly Renji parted his lips, letting his companion enter his dark caverns. Ichigos' tongue shot into the redhead's mouth, coaxing Renjis' tongue into play. Renji placed a hand on Ichigos' neck and the other in his bright orange hair, pulling him closer. Their bodies were right up against each other, only separated by the thin material of their robes. He could feel all of Renji's tight muscles under his shirt. How he wanted to touch him, everywhere, longing for Renji to touch him as well, wishing for the love he felt to expand into something more then just an infatuation. And he was quickly getting his wish.

Ichigo's hands wandered down from his hair to his companions' neck, then shoulders, where they decided to stay for the time being. Ichigo pushed his collar down, revealing his flawless tattooed skin. Renji gasped while their tongues battled for dominance. Ichigos' hands were rough and they scratched his skin pleasantly while they trailed down his sides to his waist; stopping there, he squeezed Renji's delicate skin, making him moan deeply.

The next few things happened very fast.

The door to the kitchen opened with an ominous click. They immediately jumped apart, watching as Yoruichii walked in a stared in surprise at them, breathless and rumpled as they were.

Yoruichii blinked at the sight. Had she just seen what she thought she saw? Had the two young men been kissing, or was it a trick of the light? Was this the right apartment? Was she finally losing her mind? The last certainly possible...

Both men stood there looking at the purple haired woman in shock, blushing violently. Ichigo turned around and rubbed the back of his head nervously. Renji stood facing Yoruichii, searching for the right words to say.

"So Yoruichii, what have you been up too?" Ichigo said, feeling the tension building around them. Yoruichii walked into the small room and closed the door absent-mindedly.

"I was searching for Rukia; she seems to have been taken far from here, out in a barren area. She is to be hidden there until we can find a better location for her. Have you two come up with any useful ideas?" She asked, sitting on the mat on the floor.

"No we haven't. The only place I can think of would be the human world. This, of course, doesn't do us any good." Ichigo replied walking to the window in the kitchen. Renji stood looking back and forth between both of them.

"So there is no where else to go. She'll be noticed any where she goes, unless we get her off the planet, which isn't likely to happen." Renji piped up. Yoruichii sighed loudly and looked at both men.

"Now, what did I see just a minute ago?" she wondered aloud. Both the men gasped and flushed a deep crimson red. They both started to stutter a reply at the same time.

"N-n-n-nothing….i-i-it was n-n-nothing at a-all," they mumbled incoherently. The older woman clearly didn't believe them, but she let the matter drop.

"Well, whatever it was, keep it to a minimum around me." They both blushed again and nodded obediently.


Ichigo sat in his bed thinking of where they could hide Rukia. He couldn't think of anything. It was hopeless; none of them had managed to come up with any back-up ideas of where to hide her. He sighed and closed his eyes, the day's weariness beginning to seep through him. He had finally started training again, sparing with Renji almost everyday. Neither of them brought up their 'encounter'.

Yoruichii had decided to send them to the human realm for a while, to help them clear their minds and to think of a few good plans while they wait for someone to attack. It was only supposed to be Ichigo going back, but Renji insisted he go as well. To help if something arose, he told them.

So now, Ichigo had been placed in a difficult situation; he had to figure out a way to save Rukia from the Soul Society, while protecting his friends and family, and now he had to protect Renji.
"Great," Ichigo sighed, sitting up on his bed. "And I have school work on top of that. How am I supposed to do this?"

He looked out the small square window trying desperately to form a decent plan. He had had a few in mind, but they had been too reckless to even consider. Yoruichii refused them before he had even finished telling her about them. "It is wrong to risk so many lives when none need be lost," she said reprovingly. Renji had come up with a plan involving the fake death of all three of them, but it too was turned down by the purple haired woman.

"Ichigo lets go! The gate will be opening soon, we need to get there now!" the she-cat yowled impatiently from the other side of his closed door. He sighed once more and stood up, grabbing his Zanpakuto. He slid open his door and walked out to meet Renji in the front room.

They arrived at the gate just in time, mere moments after it opened. Yoruichii stepped inside without a backwards glance, and Ichigo and Renji followed suit. They ran to make it to the other gate before it closed, arriving with seconds to spare. They jumped out and stood once again in the human realm. Ichigo looked around at his surroundings; he was close to his school. That meant that there was not a far walk to his house. He smiled to himself; hopefully, it would not be too much longer until he got to sleep in his own bed.

"So Yoruichii, your staying with Mr. Hat and Clogs right?" Ichigo asked, turning his back on them.

"Yes, I will be there if you need me. I'll also be keeping an eye on you two, so stay out of trouble, or I'll want to know the reason why," she said, beginning to removing her clothes.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Renji shouted as he watched the beautiful woman strip down before his eyes. She only smirked and continued her removal of clothes. Renji turned away from her, blushing fiercely.

"I'm off!" meowed Yoruichii with a flick of her long black tail. Ichigo nodded and walked towards his house, leaving Renji gaping at him behind his back.

"Well, are you going with her or me?" Ichigo asked the stunned red haired man. Renji ran to catch up with Ichigo and walked with him.

"I'll stay with you," he announced proudly, as if it was something dangerous and manly. Ichigo smirked to himself and walked along the side street. It was mid afternoon, and no one was out. They were all either at work or at school right now.

'I wonder if he meant what he said,' Ichigo wondered. 'Should I let him make the first move? Or do I?' He secretly decided to test Renji, to see if he meant it when he said that he loved him. Therefore, Ichigo walked closer to the red-haired beauty and bumped his hand with his. Neither did anything for a moment, then Ichigo twined his fingers around Renji's, squeezing them gently. To his credit, Renji didn't even flinch, acting as though this was the most naturally thing in the world. The two soul reapers walked hand-in-hand until they reached Ichigo's home.

Ichigo stopped in font of his door and looked at Renji; he smiled faintly and leaned in to peck the redhead on the lips. The kiss lasted mere seconds before Ichigo pulled away and let go of his hand.

"Meet me in my room," he murmured before stepping over the threshold and into the room. The lights were off, surely a bad sign. Ichigo slowly removed his shoes and padded, silent as a cat, into the kitchen. There was no sign of his dad. Yet, that is. He walked up the stairs slowly, expecting a surprise attack from his ever over-eager father.

"AHHHHHHH ICHIGO HAHAHAHA YOU STILL CANT BEAT ME," his dad yelled as he ran down the stairs, aiming a kick at his son's head.

"AHH DAD YOU ASSHOLE!! WHAT THE HELL, I JUST GOT HOME! SHIT!" Ichigo yelled at his fathers foot missed its' intended target, glancing off his shoulder with enough force to knock him violently off balance. He flew down the stairs and landed on his back, his breath leaving him in pained gasp. He sucked in air desperately, glaring angrily at his father as he got to his feet.

"I'M GOING TO GET YOU, OLD MAN!" Ichigo yelled as he ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

"HAHAHAH I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY! I'M STILL BETTER THAN YOU!" Isshin roared back, preparing himself to attack his son once more.

"DAD, ICHIGO! Knock it off will ya?" Karin growled at the male population of her family from the doorway of her room. The both stopped and blinked at her, fists raised in punch.

"I'm trying to sleep!" she continued furiously. "God, Ichigo, you're such a loser." She turned and stalked back into her room, slamming the door behind her.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY, TWERP!?" Ichigo yelled after his younger sister.

"Heh, leave it alone Ichigo. How've you been?" Isshin asked, relaxing his stance. Ichigo followed suite and stood next to his dad.

"Eh...been better. I'm really tired, so can we talk about this tomorrow?" Ichigo asked turning to his bedroom door.

"Yeah, sure. Night," Isshin said before walking down the hall to his bedroom.

Ichigo walked into his room and closed the door before looking around without turning on the light.
'I thought I told him to meet me here. What an ass,' he thought, bristling irritably when he realized that Renji was not there. Ichigo sighed and took off his Zanpakuto and set it on his desk. He looked over to his window, noting that it remained shut. He turned and walked out of his room to the bathroom, figuring if Renji wasn't there then he could shower.

Ichigo undressed in a haze and stepped into tub. He tuned the knob for 'hot' water on full blast. The burning water pounded down on his sore back. He stood still and let the scalding water sooth his muscles. He took the vanilla shampoo and lathered it into his spiky orange hair. Silently, he wished Renji was with him so they could shower together. He sighed and rinsed out the foam. He washed his body quickly and turned the shower off.

"Ughh," he groaned as he opened the door, only to have cold air ruthlessly attack his naked form. He stepped out and grabbed a towel from the rack, roughly drying his hair before wrapping the cloth around his waist. He walked out of the bathroom and down the hall. Ichigo left the light off once again as he walked over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers.

"Well, well Ichigo, you look hot when you're all wet like that. And I love your hair. It looks so cute on you," Renji said from one of the many shadows in his room. Ichigo froze in his spot, not noticing the redhead's spiritual pressure at all.

"My hair?" Ichigo asked stupidly, trying to collect his thoughts.

"Yes, your hair. It's all wet and in front of your eyes…it's cute," Renji said while stepping out of his hiding spot. He had changed into something from Ichigo's closet. A pair of loose fitting dark blue sweats pants and a white t-shirt with a band logo on it. He looked…well, he looked hot, to say the least.

Renji advanced on the startled boy without pause. He looked over his glorious body, admiring Ichigos' lean muscles that ripped beneath his flesh as he took a hesitant step back. He had a fined toned abdomen, with a visible six-pack. Renji looked lower, paying special attention to the orange-haired man's darker haired happy trail. It led right to the prize Renji was hoping to win. Smiling wickedly, he pushed Ichigo back up against the wall behind him, shoving one knee between his legs and into his crotch.

"You're mine now," he hissed into his companions' ear, tickling it with his hot breath.


well again..i hope u enjoyed!! i will try to get my next chap up ASAP!! so REVIEW!!

p.s. if you found a couple of "blondes" in there, srry. my beta got lazy when she realized that i wrote it wrong, so don't tell me. i know.