Hello Strawberry Chapter 3, a bleach fanfic

Hey! ;D well here you go kiddies. x) Chapter 3 of 'Hello Strawberry'.

o3o; Hope ya enjoy dis. Cause I know I did. xD Lawl :3

WARNING: Strictly perverted. Mild cursing and masturbation. x3 OOC for some characters.

Disclaimer: Bleach and characters belong to Kubo Tite. The songs mentioned belong to their rightful singers and masters'.

On to the chapter!

The bell rang for lunch and Ichigo quickly cleaned up his cooking station and gathered his things before running out of there in hopes of getting away from Shiro as fast as he could. Before he reached his destination; however, he was abruptly stopped by something hard and solid...and breathing. Looking up he saw that what he ran into was Grimmjow Jaugerjaques' chest.

'Oh...shit.'

"Whoa there, why're ya in such a rush, hm?" the blunette spoke, voice deeper and more sensual than usual.

"I-...I was running...away from someone." Ichigo spoke softly, looking at the ground shyly.

"Runnin'? From who?" Grimmjow questioned, tilting his head slightly to emphasis his curiousity.

Before Ichigo could answer though, an arm was lazily draped over his shoulders. "Hey, Berry! Why were ya runnin' 'way from me? Thought ya could show me 'round campus fer a bit, so I could get used ta my surroundin's." the cool voice, that belonged to non-other than Shiro, spoke. Shiro glanced at how close Ichigo was to the blunette and scowled. "Who's this? Yer boy-toy?" he asked, a bit jealous at the contact.

Said 'boy-toy' grimanced at the echo that resounded off the walls and glared at Shiro. "For ya information, I'm Ichigo's first period teacher. Not some toy to be played with, and if me and him were like that...what're ya gonna do? Get me fired?" Grimmjow smirked at the thought of him and Ichigo going out, the mere thought of slamming into that tight ass of his over and over until Ichigo screams Grimmjow's name loudly as he came, getting to taste his semen by licking the liquid off his fingers, had him supressing a moan.

"No. I'd probably join ya. If Ichi here can handle two cocks ramming up his ass that is." Shiro's voice broke Grimmjow out of his trance and stared shocked at what was said. Ichigo, on the other hand, just blushed the deepest crimson and tried to hide his embaressment by covering his face with his hands, this caused both Shiro and Grimmjow to look at him in concern before sharing similar wolf-like grins. "Seems Ichi likes the idea, isn't tha' correct?"

"I think he does," Grimmjow agreed silently and leaned down to nip at Ichigo's reddened ear, "Hey Ichi...do you think ya could give me and him yer address?" the blunette whispered into Ichigo's ear and groaned softly to give him a hint at what he really meant.

"Why-.." Ichigo thought for a moment before realization hit him, "Ah! N-no! I-...I don't think-...I'm not-...I'm not ready for th-that, especially with two people that I've just met." the blush on his face told the other two otherwise and they smirked at each other before coming into a silent agreement.

"Fine, hav' it yer way," Shiro began.

"We'll have to persuade ya then." Grimmjow finished, planting a light kiss on Ichigo's cheek before wandering to the teacher lounge.

Just as he was out of sight, Shiro leaned in and nipped Ichigo's bottom lip before swipping his tounge across his upper lip. "See ya later...Berry," and with that he strutted towards the Cafeteria, smirk practically glued to his face.

When Ichigo got home from school he looked around the house for any signs of his dad and sisters. Once he noted that it was empty, going up the stairs taking two at a time, he closed his door and locked it when he arrived to his room. Sliding down his bedroom door, he gently ran a hand over his crotch where a slight bulge was formed. After the incident with Grimmjow and Shiro he tried his best not to get a hard on and succeeded until those thoughts came rushing back to the front of his mind on his walk home. He got up slowly from his spot and walked quickly to the bathroom to relieve his current needs...and to get changed for the concert.

Turning the shower on, Ichigo quickly worked himself out of his clothes and stepped under the steaming spray and brought the conditioner bottle closer just in case it was needed. He quickly grabbed his bar of soap and stepped out of the spraying water to lather his toned body with the smooth bar. Placing the bar back into its rightful place he rubbed the spots he didn't want to put the bar to get close to. Just when he was about to wash himself off the nagging feeling in his abdomen started to grow to a painful degree. He took a glance at his neglected cock and began to pump it slowly, relishing in the feeling of friction it provided. Before he knew it he was masturbating to the incident that occured earlier between him and those two sexual beasts.

"Nnh...Ah-hah...Nng...Gri-...Ah! Grimm~ Shi- Shiro...Nnh- ah~. M-more~. Nyah-ha~..." Quickening his pace, Ichigo ompted to use his other hand -now lathered in a good amount of conditioner- and slid his middle finger towards his anticipating entrance. He gently slipped the finger in and bit his lip from moaning out too loud, keeping the pace of his movements on his cock, he slowly slid the finger in and out before gradually adding his ring finger. The feeling that his cock and his ass were receiving put him on edge and he tightened his grip on his cock to keep himself from cumming too soon. Somewhere in the back of his bliss induced mind he heard the sound of a door opening and shutting before voices were being sounded. "Nnh...d-damnit..Ahh...F-fuck..g-gotta cum...s-soon. Nnghh...ah yeah...th-that's it..Mmn...Grimm...Shiro...ah- fuck..." He pumped his cock faster and thrust his fingers deeper and harder, putting him near his release.

"Ichi-nii! We're home are you in there? I'm going to work on dinner so hurry up," the sound of Yuzu's voice could be heard in his ears and he cursed softly and panted at the speed both ends were receiving.

"C-coming!" he called out, feeling his semen on his hand and lower abdomen he sighed in relief. Rinsing himself off one more time he climbed out of the shower and dried off. He went out of the bathroom and went to his closet to look for a new set of clothes, thinking it over in his head he decided to wear his new outfit he picked out from the Fashion Market which consisted of: a black leather visual kei jacket with mismatching arm warmers, one black and hot pink and the other blue with white, tight black boxer briefs, black skinny jeans with light grey suspenders hanging loosely, some wristbands that were rainbow, black and white, and some striped with polka-dots. Underneathe his leather jacket he wore a red and light green striped tank. He pulled on his black leather boots from the bottom of his closet and smirked before putting them on. They had two chains attached to the front with four buckles on the sides, there were matching silver flames flowing from the bottom of the soles to reach half way up the boots to give the effect that he was walking in a snowy Hell.

The door opened slowly when he was fixing his hair back into its usual spikes and Karin's head popped in, "Ichi-nii, Yuzu says that dinner is ready," she paused looking him up and down before giggling softly. "Wow, you're getting dressed like that just for a concert?"

"It's not just a concert...there's other bands that might possibly be there so I want to be prepared just in case. I think one band has that guy you like...Shinji I think it was?"

"Ah- No way! Really? Take me with you please! I wanna get his autograph," Karin tried her hardest at giving the most innocent and cute pout, "Please?" she added before smiling happily. "I'll, uhm..., I'll take care of the dishes for you!"

Ichigo sighed slightly and looked back at the mirror and frowned, 'Something's missing,' he thought and made a silent 'ah-ha!' before rumaging around his drawers for the light black eyeshadow. He looked into the mirror and dabbed the eyeshadow under and over his eyes, smiling in anticipation. Looking over toward his sister he tried to make a deal, "You can't come, but...what if I get Shinji's autograph and a photo of him for you? Will you be satisfied with that?"

"Yes! I always wanted an autograph from him. Thanks so much Ichi-nii," she ran towards him and gave him a hug and nuzzled his chest lightly. "You're the best big brother ever!"

"Karin! Ichi-nii! Dinner's ready!" Yuzu called from the stairs and when she saw them head towards the stairs she happily bounced back to the kitchen. "I made your favorite dinner, Ichi-nii!"

Ichigo looked at the food set on the table and his mouth instantly began watering. On the table there were four plates with nicely roasted steaks, four bowls of rice with soy sauce at each plate, and a square plate held four dangos -each with different flavours to satisfy their indivisual needs.

"Hey, Yuzu...uhm where's Da-" before Ichigo could finish his sentence he was tackled by someone he couldn't see, but got out of their grip quickly to elbow them in the face, knee them in the gut, and kick their shin. When Ichigo was finished defending himself, he saw that it was Isshin who attempted to ambush him. "Dad! What the Hell were you thinking?"

"ICHIGO! My son! You have made your daddy proud once more! Soon you won't need that pepper spra-Aghh!" Isshin looked up at the person who kicked the side of his already wounded face and saw Karin, psuedo tears welled up in his eyes and he ran towards the giant poster of his deceased wife. "Masaki! Our children don't appreciate my love and care! Oh Masaki! Why-"

"Hey Goat-face! Sit down and eat the dinner Yuzu worked hard on!" Karin shouted to Isshin to get his attention and he obediantly listened.

Dinner went by rather peacefully, except for the moments when Isshin would bring up something that either embaressed Ichigo, Karin, or both of them at the same time. A couple threats and kicks towards Isshin later, Ichigo looked at the clock and saw that it was already 7:30 P.M.

"I'm going to go to the concert now," he leaned down and kissed his little sisters on their foreheads and held his fist up, blocking their dads attempt at a good-bye hug. "Be good you two okay? And Karin...make sure Dad doesn't do anything more stupid than he already does." With that final statement he left the house and started walking in the direction the concert was being held at.

He pulled out his cell phone from his pocket, thoughtful to bring it with him in case their dad really does do something completely idiotic, and texted Hisagi Shuhei from Hyōgo High School Academy. Hyōgo High, unlike Azabu High, was a school for the most talented and most gifted students that would score a GPA of 4.0 and above. He was actually surprised when he couldn't make it to that school because the last time he checked, he had a GPA of 4.38.

'Hey, Shu...when are you going to pick me up?'

A few seconds later his phone lit up and he glanced at it. 'Silly, I'm pulling up near you...turn around and you'll see.'

Just as promised Shuhei pulled up and unlocked his car so Ichigo could get in. Ichigo got in and Shuhei immediantly drove to the concert, completely oblivious to the silver and blue cars following them.

They reached the concert and the first thing they saw were tons of neon flashing lights. Ichigo thought it was just to attract attention, but when he got closer he could see that the bands were setting up certain things that they might need and was getting the crowd pumped. Either by strip teasing or having a dance off. He quickly joined the crowd, scurrying up to the front, completely forgetting about Shuhei, and bounced in excitement.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Whores and sluts! Are all of ya ready for the most orgasmic, most outrageous, and most fabulous~ concert of your life!" one band member shouted and grinned when he received sounds of 'yes' and chants of the bands they awaited for. "Oh-ho-okay! Don't burst my eardrums too soon! Now the first band that will make all you girls wet and all you horn-dogs hard is 'The Cock Suckers' with their newest member and lead singer, Cirucci Sanderwicci!"

"Hey bitches! Yes, we made an odd name, but we like it...because it's true, we love to suck cock. Not only are cocks big and offer immence pleasure, the juices it squirts out can be swallowed~," the only female singer of the band husked into the mic and smirked when a majority of the audience started whistling and howling.

One audience member screamed, "Strip!," and Ichigo caught a glimps of familiarity in the tone before the whole place went dark.

Almost immediantly after the neon lights turned off, three white lights casted upon the singer, making her black and glittered attire sparkle. 'Oh great, the female version of Edward Cullen is on stage.' Ichigo thought with amusement.

Slowly the singer brought the mic to her blue lips and sang lowly.

You're falling for a Douche Bag, Douche Ba-ag.

Almost out of no where all these beats and sounds started ringing throughout the place. The neon lights came back on and flashed with the beat of the bass and drums.

D-bag, dee bop bop, D-bag, dee bop bop.

D-bag, dee bop bop, D-bag, douche bag.

Everyone started jumping around and screaming, some throwing their clothing onto the stage, only to have it kicked back by Cirucci.

He takes longer than you to get ready.

He shaves his legs, but swears that he's not gay.

He lotions up other girls at the beach.

Romantic night for him is Chucky-Cheese.

Ichigo had a hard time holding in his laughter, this chick was singing a fucking hilarious song.

Oh whoa-ah oh oh oh, oh whoa-ah oh oh oh.

He let you down, let you down, down. (down, down)

Oh whoa-ah oh oh oh, Oh whoa-ah oh oh oh.

Tell you to lose some pounds, lose some pow-pounds. (pow-pounds)

He always makes you cry, so girl don't be surprised, 'cause you're falling for a douche bag, baby.

You're hoping that he will change, but he'll just stay the same, 'cause you're falling for a douche bag, baby.

You're falling for a Douche Ba-ag, Douche Ba-ag.

Ichigo quickly found himself singing along to this song and grinned happily when the singer shouted out a short 'Yeah'. He wasn't being hounded by those goons he saw at his house earlier and he thought that he might as well enjoy what he came for before those gorgeous thoughts got jinxed.

He's an excuse for a man, who gets his tan from a can, F-word tattooed on his hand, 'cause he's so cool. (Dude, I'm so cool.)

He makes you massage his feet, his dog sits in the front seat.

His farts will never be discrete, and he'll always be a tool.

I-I-I wanna love you.

You know that I would do anything for you.

I-I-I wanna help you.

But you just keep letting him hurt you. (He'll hurt you!)

Cirucci went back to the chorus and gripped the mic again and the lights went dim once again, but started flashing when the lines 'D-bag, dee bop bop..' were being repeated. When the song ended, the crowd was going wild, shirts flinging wildly, jewelery was being thrown, in other words, it was complete madness. Ichigo almost thought that he was the most sane person, but decided against it.

"I hope you guys liked that song, it was dedicated to a girlfriend of mine a while back, I hope she's here to get the message and dump her douche of a boyfriend!" Cirucci shouted and smiled when said friend ran up on stage and glomped her.

9:40 P.M.

A few bands later, including Aqua with their song Niji and five good looking females -Neliel, Halibel, Sunsun, Mila Rose, and Apache- singing and dancing to Lady Marmalade, the band with Karin's favorite singer, Shinji, came on stage, sporting a yellow leather jacket, black jeans, white sneakers, a white button up with a tie, and a silver cap. The drummer, Mashiro, had green hair, doe-like eyes, a white one-piece, a purple necktie, and black gloves. The bass players stood to the side and stared blankly at the crowd, as if not wanting to really be there at the moment. One had silver short hair, who's name was Kensei, a giant '69' tattoo on his chest -maybe that's where Shuhei got the idea for getting the same numbers on his face-, a black denim vest, white camo pants, and black biker boots. The other one, known as Lisa, had black hair put into a ponytail and wore a white, blue, and pink school-girl outfit, that looked a bit too short on her, black knee high socks, brown buckle shoes, and red trimmed glasses. On the back of the stage where a screen was had the band name, The Vizards.

"How are ya! Hope you all liked the performances so far, but hey...save the best for last, neh?" Shinji yelled into the mic and grinned his usual piano-like smile. Ichigo always wondered how he could smile like that without looking completely insane. The audience, however; just screamed in unison and raised their hands to point at Shinji which he returned with the 'sign language' of putting two spread fingers near his lips and pretending to lick something. "Alright! We're going to play our famous song The Bird and the Worm. Does that sound good? Of course it does, you guys would go practically insane just to sing it with us on stage!"

The two that followed Ichigo and Shuhei to the concert were ever-so-slowly making their way towards the orangette and stopped when they bumped into each other. "Oi, watch it bitc-..Oh! I didn't realize ya were comin', Shiro. What brings ya here, eh?"

Shiro looked at the man and noticed immediantly who the sex god was, "Hey ther' Grimm, I was jus' 'bout ta go ta Ichi and ask if the berry wanted ta go ta my house ta get 'is cherry popped." Shiro looked up and almost smirked when Grimmjow's face lit up at the mention of Ichigo.

"His cherry popped? That...just sounds stupid ya know that right? And speaking of berries, Ichigo is over there shaking that tight ass to the low beats...wanna go and 'join' him in an 'innocent' dance?" Grimmjow asked with that face-splitting grin, his pearly white teeth shining brightly.

"Huh, dancin' 'innocently' with Ichi...doesn't seem possible ta me, but I guess we can go and coax 'im ta allow us entrance ta 'is personal bubble." Grimmjow seemed to like the idea and grabbed Shiro's forearm and hauled him towards the orangette.

The Vizards were strumming their guitars slowly and Shinji grabbed the mic as the neon lights all turned blue and pink, the blue casting down on the male members and the pink to the females. Shinji's voice echoed through the mic when he started singing, the words flowing beautifully pass his lips.

He wears his heart safety pinned to his back-pack; his back-pack is all that he knows.

Shot down by strangers whose glances can cripple the heart and devour its soul.

Almost immediantly the low strum of notes turned into blaring ones, Shinji screaming in the mic and closing his eyes to feel the emotion of the song.

All alone he turns to stone while holding his breath half to death!

Terrified of what's inside to save his life,

HE CRAWLS LIKE A WORM FROM A BIRD! (All alone.)

Crawls like a worm from a bird.

The steady beats of the momentary calmness are quickly changed by the rabid bangs against the drums, the fingers of the bass players strumming the strings quickly like pros. Ichigo is so tranced by the sight he doesn't feel the presence of two people he hoped not to see too soon. Without Ichigo's knowledge both Shiro and Grimmjow lean towards his ears and whispered low and huskily along with the song.

Out of his mind, the weight pushes him whispering must of been out of his mind.

Mid-day delusions of pushing this out of his head.

Maybe out of his mind. Out of his mind...

All alone he turns to stone while holding his breath half to death.~

Terrified of what's inside to- save his life,

He crawls like worm, crawls like a worm from a bird.~

(All alone)

Crawls like a worm from a bird...

(All alone)

He crawls like a worm from the bird.~

When the two started singing in Ichigo's ears his face began glowing a bright crimson. 'What are these two doing here..?' He turned around to face the two and sputtered at what he saw; Grimmjow wore a tight black wife-beater, black smooth slacks, his hair messed up, his eyes even brighter and more sinister by the flashing lights and his sharp canines making Ichigo shiver in excitement. Shiro was wearing a black silk tank with four vertical cuts, showing the white smooth tank that was underneath, black skinny jeans, that were like a second skin, had silver studs going straights down the outer sides of his legs, the bottoms of the jeans; though, spanned out and almost covered the heeled shoes he was wearing. He was wearing two necklaces, his Lakers one and one that looked much like a locket, which made the orangette want to ask what was in there, but he couldn't, his thoughts a bit too 'busy' at the moment with rather lewd thoughts.

A rather harsh lick to his ear brought him back to the real world and he glared harshly at the two. "Don't do that.." he told the two, but was gladly ignored when both of them pulled him close and continued to sing along with the song.

All he knows, if he can't relieve it, it grows.

And so it goes, he crawls like a worm, crawls like a worm from a bird.~

Out of his mind, the weight pushes him whispering, must of been out of his mind.~

When Ichigo heard the two of them singing in unison against his eardrums he nearly melted, 'Their voices are...mmn~ I can't..hold it much longer if this continues...' He tried pushing away but the two's hold on him was like iron. Since he had no other choice he relented and leaned against the two, letting their voices coax him back into the dream-like trance he was in before.

All alone he turns to stone while holding his breath half to death.

Terrified of what's inside to save his life, he crawls like a worm from a bird.~

All a-lone, he's holding his breath half to death.

(Holding his breath half to death.)

Ter-ri-fied!~ To save his life, he crawls like a worm from a bird.~

(Crawls like a worm!)

Crawls like a worm from a bird. (All a-lone)

Crawls like a worm, crawls like a worm,

Crawls like a worm from a bird...~

As Shinji's voice faded and band left to go backstage, Shiro and Grimmjow's voices echoed throughout his mind and he looked towards the floor to hide his aroused emotions. Ichigo was forced to look away from the ground as Grimmjow tilted his chin up with two of his fingers. The glazed look in Ichigo's eyes made both Grimmjow's and Shiro's pants tighter and they debated whether to fuck Ichigo senseless or to take him home to rest.

Before they could discuss it with the orangette; however, they were forced to Ichigo's face and receive tender kisses on their cheeks, forehead, and finally, lips. The shock didn't last long as their eyes went hooded and they groaned at small sample of what Ichigo's tongue had to offer. Ichigo pulled away slowly to look at them and bit his lip, what was he going to do with two indivisually hot guys that were going crazy with lust?

"I- I didn't mean to..do that it's just that I-"

"Shut it," both Grimmjow and Shiro replied in unison and went back to either trailing kisses down his neck, or trying to coax his lips open for their tongues. All Ichigo could manage to comprehend was,

'Fuck...I need to cum...'

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Leave enough reviews and I'll see if I still want to continue this... OH! One more thing.. the pic of what the stage/concert looked like is also on my page soooo yeah! o-o....:D PAASTAAAA!~ Yeah..I'll just...I'll go now ^^"

~GrimmIchiShiro-fan