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Chapter 4 at last for all of those who have been waiting for the lemon…I hope I don't disappoint you. I should say that I absolutely hate writing blow jobs. I feel like my description of it sucks! Don't let that stop you from reading…it was just a thought.

Ikkaku makes it back to the room, but doesn't walk in right away. He can sense Yumichika's reiatsu and knows he's in the room, meaning Yumichika knew he was outside the door as well. He couldn't stand outside for long with out Yumichika noticing.

He takes a deep breath, "I just have to tell him. What's the worst that could happen? He's my best friend not a demon."

He finally walks in to see Yumichika on his own futon with his back to the door, reading a book. He also notices the breakfast mess had been cleaned up.

Yumichika snaps the book closed making Ikkaku flinch, but the fifth seat doesn't turn around, "I thought for sure you'd wait until I'd gone to sleep to come back so that you wouldn't have to endure anymore of my PMSing."

Ikkaku lets out a defeated sigh as he puts his zanpakuto down, "Yumi, you know I didn't mean that."

Yumichika finally turns to look at him with anger still very apparent in his violet eyes, "Then you shouldn't say things you don't mean!"

The bald man sits down on his futon and wonders how in the Soul Society he is ever going to turn this conversation into a confession, "I'm sorry, Yumi! Is that what you wanna hear? I'm sorry that the Captain asked me to do something and I'm sorry I ruined the special breakfast thing you were doing, and I'm sorry I insulted you, but I didn't know the Captain was gonna ask me to help and I didn't know about the breakfast." Ikkaku notices that some of the anger had left Yumichika's face, but not all of it was gone, "To tell you the truth, I didn't want to spend my day off training them. Don't get me wrong, I love to fight, but I rarely ever get a day off and it's even more rare that I get a day off at the same time as you. So, I wanted to stay here and do whatever I wanted, but the Captain asked me to help and I said yes. I said yes, because if I had declined you would have been his next pick. I wanted you to be able to spend your day off doing all the things you don't have time to do on a regular basis."

The anger fades from Yumichika's features, "Is that true?"

"Of course it is. I shouldn't have insulted you. I regretted it the moment I said it, but you were yelling and I didn't know what to do." He gives his best friend a pleading look, "Am I forgiven? I don't like it when we fight like this?"

A smile forms on Yumichika's face, "You're forgiven and I'm sorry for overreacting. Is your face okay?"

Ikkaku nods as he remembers how powerful the slap was even though Yumichika had been holding back, "Yeah, it's fine."

The two friends are quiet for a moment allowing the awkwardness after an apology to pass. Yumichika is the first to break the silence, "Are there any promising recruits this time around?"

"Too soon to tell, but I worked 'em really hard…not as hard a Zaraki is gonna work 'em tomorrow though." He laughs at this thought, "A few of 'em will drop out all together or move to a different squad after tomorrow." He finishes talking and watches as Yumichika goes about getting ready for bed, "So, aside from being mad at me, what did you do today?"

"Oh, just my usual things mostly, but I did go to Squad Ten to help Rangiku with something and I…well, maybe you should come feel for yourself." A puzzled look comes to Ikkaku's face, but he soon realizes what Yumichika means when the fifth seat holds his foot out.

Ikkaku laughs, "Please tell me you didn't think I was being serious about your feet needing to be filed."

Yumichika smiles and wiggles his foot around, "Feel for yourself, Ikkaku."

The third seat reaches out and strokes the now very soft foot of Yumichika, "You did…Yumi, I wasn't being serious."

"I know, but it needed to be done." He gives Ikkaku's feet a glance, "You should let me file yours. They probably need it terribly considering you never wear tabi with your sandals."

Ikkaku shakes his head, "No foot filing and no tabi. You know I hate to wear them."

Yumichika rolls his eyes at Ikkaku's stubbornness as he gets in his futon, "I'm going to bed, but if you're not ready you can leave the light on, it doesn't bother me."

"Naw, I was about to go to bed too. Someone woke me up pretty early this morning." Yumichika purses his lips, but doesn't say anything, "Yumi, do you think that I could…well, I mean if you don't want to, but…you wouldn't mind if maybe I…um…"

"What is it, Ikkaku? Your face is bright red."

Ikkaku finally says what he wants in one fast string of words, "?"

Yumichika eventually deciphers Ikkaku's question and smiles, "You know I don't mind, Ikkaku, but you've never wanted to before."

The bald man's face returns to a normal color, "Well, I just figure that you would get in my futon with me before the night is out so I just thought I'd cut the middle man."

Yumichika smiles at Ikkaku's explanation, but doesn't question him, "Whatever, I don't mind."

Yumichika moves over to allow Ikkaku room to lay beside him. Ikkaku turns the light off, strips down to his just his pants, and slides into the futon beside Yumichika. The black haired man doesn't know what's going on with his best friend, but he did enjoy the feel of Ikkaku's warmth next to him. He should tell Ikkaku how he feels, it's the perfect time now that the third seat is lying next to him and having just apologized for the morning's upsets, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything that could possibly ruin this moment.

Suddenly, Ikkaku pulls him from his thoughts, "Yumi, can I tell you something important embarrassing?"

"I thought we already had this conversation this morning, but yes, you can tell me anything you want." Yumichika wondered once again what had gotten into Ikkaku.

Ikkaku takes in a nervous breath and realized that this is what being nervous felt like, "I noticed."

Yumichika's eyebrows come together in confusion, "Noticed what, Ikkaku?"

"I noticed all the things you did to get my attention, but I didn't realize that's what you were doing at the time." He swallows the lump in his throat loudly as Yumichika sits up to try and get a better look at Ikkaku's face in the dark room.

"Ikkaku, are you talking about…" Before the fifth seat can finish his question Ikkaku sits up and places his index finger over Yumichika's lips.

"Shhh, I have to say this. Please, don't stop me." Yumichika nods and Ikkaku takes his finger away from his friend's warm lips." I noticed when you wore those contacts. I didn't say anything because I hated them, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings. Then when you wore your feathers on the opposite side I thought that maybe you made a mistake and didn't have time to fix them. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to embarrass you."

Ikkaku stops talking when he notices the tears threatening to fall onto Yumichika's beautiful face, but the fifth seat grabs Ikkaku's hands in his and smiles, "Keep talking, Ikkaku."

The bald man nods, "Those things were just small things and I didn't think much about them, but the day you disappeared for so long, I thought for sure you were with someone and you didn't want me to know about it. I thought that this person must be the reason why you'd done all those changes. When you came in I didn't ask where you'd been because it wasn't my business, but I did find myself extremely jealous of whoever it was that got to spend so much time with you." Ikkaku stops his story again to gather his thoughts, but Yumichika squeezes his hands encouraging him to continue, "One day, I realized you weren't seeing someone, you were trying to get me to notice you…really notice you. You wore those contacts because you wanted me to say that you're beautiful no matter what color your eyes are, but I want to look into your eyes. You wore your feathers on the opposite side because you wanted me to say that it doesn't matter what side you wear those ridiculous feathers on because you look perfect with or without them. When you finally came home that day, you wanted me to tell you how worried I was and that I missed you and hated eating lunch alone." Yumichika smiles making Ikkaku smile too, "I noticed, I just didn't notice at the right time."

The tears finally slide down Yumichika's face and Ikkaku realizes that this is the first time his best friend had cried in front of him, but the black haired man doesn't let go of Ikkaku's hands to wipe them away, "Why didn't you tell me before now?"

The third seat's face turns pink in the darkness as he answers Yumichika's question, "Because, you could have anyone you wanted and I didn't think the person you would want would ever be me."

Yumichika's eyes widen in shock at this statement, "How could you think that? How could you possibly think that I'd want anyone but you?"

"Because, I'm not beautiful or smart and you deserve someone with at least one of those qualities." Ikkaku looks down at the futon to avoid having to look at Yumichika.

Yumichika quickly makes Ikkaku raise his eyes again due to the fifth seat's giggling, "You're such an idiot, Ikkaku." Yumichika notices the surprised look on Ikkaku's face and laughs harder.

"Yumi, what's so funny?"

The giggling shinigami finally gets himself under control to answer Ikkaku, "If you're smart enough to become a Soul Reaper and become as successful as you are and smart enough to become friends with me then you're smart enough in my book." Yumichika's expression softens and he gives Ikkaku an honest smile, "And, you're more beautiful than you could ever know. I see you in ways that you could never see yourself. You can't see how adorable you look when you're sleeping and you can't see how powerful yet elegant you look when you're fighting and when you take your clothes off you just see yourself naked, but I see all your scars. It makes me feel important to know that I can point to any one of those scars and know how it got there."

"But, scars aren't beautiful…they're just how they sound. They just scar something that used to be unblemished." He looks into Yumichika's violet eyes waiting for him to speak again.

Yumichika shakes his head in disagreement, "You're wrong, Ikkaku. Scars tell a story and a story is a form of art and art is very beautiful."

Ikkaku smiles at Yumichika's interpretation, "I love you so much and I don't want to be with anyone else ever."

Yumichika nods as he leans in close enough to Ikkaku to make their lips almost touch, "I love you too."

Ikkaku closes the gap and presses his lips roughly against the warm, smooth lips of Yumichika. This makes the smaller man let go of Ikkaku's hands and wrap his own hands around the third seat's neck. As the kiss continues, Yumichika realizes that this kiss feels very different from the drunken ones he and Ikkaku had shared several times before, this kiss was meant to show how much Ikkaku loved him. He feels Ikkaku's hands in his hair and he moans allowing the bald man's tongue to enter his hot mouth. Their tongues explore the other's mouth trying to taste as much of each other as they possibly can. Yumichika would have loved for the kiss to go on a little longer, but Ikkaku pulls his lips away to breathe and pulls Yumichika into his arms in a tight hug.

Yumichika closes his eyes, but suddenly opens them again when he feels how aroused the kissing had gotten his friend, "Um, Ikkaku, is that what I think it is?"

"Well, you're a great kisser and you smell good…so, yeah…it is what you think it is."

Yumichika allows an evil smirk to come to his lips as he brings them close to Ikkaku's ear, "That's good, because I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget my own name." He flicks his tongue out to lick the shell of Ikkaku's ear.

Yumichika's tongue combined with his words make Ikkaku's erection even harder. The bald man quickly releases the hug and smashes his lips hungrily against the equally as hard fifth seat's lips. Yumichika's pulse quickens as he feels those lips travel down his jaw and down to his neck. He takes in a shuddering breath as Ikkaku nibbles and licks at his throat.

Suddenly, Ikkaku lets out a loud groan as he feels Yumichika's hand plunge into his pants, wrapping his slender fingers around the hard flesh of his throbbing cock and begin sliding his hand up and down the shaft, "You like that, Ikkaku?"

Yumichika's question is met with the feel of teeth sinking into his neck, but he doesn't stop pumping his best friend's cock. As he continues the hand job with one hand, the other hand manages to get Ikkaku's pants off rendering the bald man completely naked. Yumichika smiles at his handy work (no pun intended) as well as at the sounds coming from Ikkaku's mouth.

Those sounds made him harder than he'd ever want to admit, but he was going to ignore his own erection for the time being and show Ikkaku that he was great at more than just kissing. He lets go of Ikkaku's hard on, but before the third seat can complain, he lowers his mouth around the swollen tip of said third seat's cock. He rolls his tongue around the head tasting the drops that have already formed causing Ikkaku to moan out a breathless 'yes'. Yumichika takes more of Ikkaku's length into his mouth and slides his tongue against the underside on his way back up. Ikkaku places his hands in Yumichika's hair and thrusts into his mouth causing the fifth seat to graze him a little with his teeth and give him a warning glare. Ikkaku casts Yumichika an apologetic look and the fifth seat continues bobbing his head, taking in all of the bald man's length. Every so often, Yumichika slides his mouth back up to tease the tip with his tongue before engulfing the whole thing in his mouth again.

Ikkaku closes his eyes as his fingers tighten in his best friend's soft black hair, "Oh, fuck…Yumi, I…(gasp) I can't hold…it much (sigh) longer!"

The dark haired man smiles around Ikkaku as he speeds up his movements. Yumichika hears an urgent growl erupt from Ikkaku's throat at the same time as his best friend erupts down his throat. Yumichika pulls his mouth away making sure to swallow it all so as not to make a mess (or at least as small of a mess as possible). He licks his lips and the corners of his mouth as Ikkaku watches him.

"That was a lot better than last time." Ikkaku smiles at Yumichika waiting for the fifth seat's response to the mentioning of their first sexual encounter many years ago.

Yumichika gives him an appalled look, "We said we'd never talk about that."

Ikkaku nods, "I know, but I couldn't help myself."

"Well, I should hope you have gotten better at your part as well." He gives Ikkaku a perverted smirk.

The bald man notices that his best friend is still completely clothed, "Oh, I have, but unless you get out of those clothes you'll never know."

The fifth seat puts on the best innocent expression he can manage, "Why don't you help me get them off…I seem to have forgotten how."

"You pull the innocent look off well, but I know better." He places his fingers under the hem of Yumichika's shirt and pulls it up over his friend's head. He throws the shirt across the room as he admires the skin of his best friend's chest and abs.

Yumichika brings him out of his daze with a whimpered request, "Hurry, Ikkaku, I'm so hot."

As much as Ikkaku wanted to run his hands all over Yumichika's bare chest, he wanted to have his friend completely naked even more. The third seat pushes Yumichika onto his back on the futon and impatiently tugs the pants from the fifth seat's body noticing his friend wasn't wearing anything underneath. He also noticed that Yumichika wasn't lying when he'd stated how hot he was.

The third seat brings his lips to Yumichika's neck once more and works his way down the writhing man's body, nibbling and sucking leaving raised red marks on every place his lips had touched Yumichika. When Ikkaku makes it down to the fifth seat's cock, he lightly brushes it with his fingertips, but ignores it for the most part. He hears a pleading sigh from Yumichika, but Ikkaku had other plans as he places his hands under the black haired man's ass and lifts Yumichika's lower body up off the futon. Yumichika shivers from anticipation of what he knows is coming. Ikkaku lowers his head and circles his tongue around his best friend's entrance causing Yumichika to grip the sheets underneath him.

"Please, more, Ikkaku!"

Ikkaku does as he's told and runs his tongue around his friend's quivering entrance a few more times before plunging his tongue into the tight opening. Yumichika lets out a loud moan and tries to push himself up to get more of Ikkaku's tongue inside of him. The fifth seat's eyes clamp shut as he feels Ikkaku's tongue probing deeper inside him. Ikkaku could feel his cock coming back to life with each moan or gasp he caused Yumichika to make.

Yumichika can feel the pre cum trickle down his shaft and knows he's close, but he doesn't want to cum…not like this, "I can't…take it anymore! I- (sigh) I need…I need your cock inside me!"

After hearing those words, Ikkaku's erection is as hard as it will ever be and he pulls his mouth away with a wet sound as he lays Yumichika's bottom half back down on the futon, "What have you got…for lube, I mean?"

As Yumichika lies there thinking about what Ikkaku had asked, he realizes he hadn't thought about that part. Suddenly, Ikkaku holds up a small bottle, "What about this?"

Yumichika's eyes widen in horror, "That is my cuticle oil!"

Ikkaku looks at the bottle and then back at Yumichika's shocked face, "So?"

"It's expensive."

Ikkaku almost laughs at Yumichika's mixed expression of lust and horror at the thought of using this expensive oil, "I'll buy you some more…unless you wanna go dry."

Yumichika remembers how long its been since he had sex and knows just how big Ikkaku is and decides he'd rather not go un-lubed, "Fine, hand that over."

"But…" Before Ikkaku can argue, Yumichika snatches the bottle from his hands, "What are you doing?"

The fifth seat opens the bottle and pours some of its content onto his fingers, "What does it look like I'm doing?"

"But, I thought I was supposed to do that?" Ikkaku watches as Yumichika lays back down and spreads his legs open.

"That's usually how it goes, but you will take entirely too long." To Ikkaku's surprise Yumichika actually inserts his index finger into himself, "I'll let you…do it next time."

He moves the finger in and out and eventually adds a second finger as Ikkaku looks on in shock at what his friend is doing to himself.

"That is so hot, Yumi…I can't wait to be inside you."

With his free hand, Yumichika throws the oil at Ikkaku, "Then get ready…I'm almost done."

Ikkaku grabs the bottle and quickly lubes himself up as Yumichika removes his fingers and crawls across the futon to Ikkaku. He gives the bald man a quick kiss before shoving him onto his back.

Ikkaku looks up at him in confusion, "I thought you were bottoming?"

He gives Ikkaku a mischievous smirk, "Oh, I am, but I like to be on top. I wouldn't want you to smash my hair down into the pillow would I?

Yumichika climbs on top of Ikkaku and places his hands on the bald man's chest as he straddles Ikkaku's hips and slowly lowers himself down around his best friend's very large cock, "Oh, Ikkaku, you're so…big."

Ikkaku bites his bottom lip as Yumichika continues to slide down his cock, "It's just because…you're…ah!…so fucking tight."

Yumichika lets out a satisfied sound as he fully sheathes Ikkaku's shaft inside his body. He remains still as he tries to even his breathing, but eventually he begins to grind against the bald man underneath him. Ikkaku grips Yumichika's hips that are now slippery with sweat as the dark haired man lifts himself up and slams back down trying to have Ikkaku as deep inside of him as possible.

"I-Ikkaku? Say something (gasp)…dirty to me!"

Ikkaku closes his eyes as he begins thrusting his hips upward to meet Yumichika's downward slams, "L-like…what?"

"Call me…call me a…dirty bitch." He begins rotating his hips against Ikkaku's thrusts, "It…(moan)…helps me…get off."

Ikkaku doesn't argue as he helps guide Yumichika up and down his aching shaft, "You're such a…dirty bitch!"

Yumichika speeds up his pace when he hears Ikkaku's words, "How…dirty?"

Ikkaku smiles as this side of his friend that he didn't know existed, "You're so dirty…you're the dirtiest bitch I know…you're just a…(gasp) a filthy…slut!"

Yumichika closes his eyes as he grinds harder against Ikkaku, "Yes, say it…again!"

Ikkaku reaches up and begins stroking Yumichika's pulsing erection causing the said 'dirty bitch' to cry out in pleasure, "You're a…dirty, dirty whore…but…oh, fuck!…you're tighter than…oh!…than the purest virgin!"

He hears Yumichika whimper and feels the walls of his friend's entrance begin to contract around him, "Fuck, Yumi! You really…know how to…ride a dick!"

Yumichika finally lets out a loud groan as he clenches around Ikkaku's throbbing cock and he spills his orgasm all over Ikkaku's hand and chest.

As the third seat feels Yumichika's tight heat contract around his sensitive erection a desperate moan escapes his mouth, "I'm about to…can I…?"

Yumichika nods, "Yes, cum inside me!"

With Yumichika's permission, Ikkaku thrusts up one more time and shoots his seed deep inside the beautiful man above him. Yumichika collapses on top of Ikkaku as he feels his best friend's warmth flow inside him. Ikkaku wraps his arms around Yumichika's thin body as they lay quietly catching their breath.

Ikkaku breaks the silence with am amused tone in his voice, "I never would have guessed that you liked to be talked down to during sex."

Yumichika lets out a soft laugh, "I like to be spanked too, but I couldn't do all my favorites in one round."

He squeezes Yumichika a little tighter, "You're such a freak."

"And, you love it…don't lie." He sits up to look at Ikkaku's face.

An evil grin spreads across Ikkaku's features, "Yeah, I do."

Yumichika rolls off of Ikkaku to lie beside him on the futon and lets out a content sigh, "How was my performance?"

The bald man gives him an astonished look, "Are you kidding? That was amazingly hot fucking sex."

"Of course it was…I saw your oh so cute 'O' face." He sits up and notices the blush on Ikkaku's cheeks.

Ikkaku tries to ignore this statement as he sits up as well, "So, what happens now?"

"Now, we take a shower and move to your futon because this one is…well, far too stained with…us." Yumichika stands up and holds out his hand to Ikkaku who takes it and stands up too, but instead of letting go of Yumichika's hand, he intertwines their fingers as they walk to the bathroom.

I have never written a salad tossing scene before…found that a bit difficult. If you don't know what that means look it up on Urban Dictionary. Now, for the conclusion…