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LEMON means Lemon Explicit.

IchixRuki- Revision and extension of Sayuri Orange Lily

Sayuri-Orange Lily

Chapter four - Thyme

Every chance he got, Ichigo showed Ryū up whether it was academically or athletically. Whether it was telling a joke or doing osoji after school. Ichigo was there in his face making life miserable or at the very least uncomfortable.

Rukia didn't want Ichigo going off the deep end, but that was asking a lot.

"You can't keep doing this Ichigo," Rukia said, after a spirited wrestling match turned into an all out brawl in the gym.

"The hell I can't. Watch me."

"Yamamoto said to leave them alone."

"Hey, I'm just a regular high school kid. He's a classmate, shit happens."

Rukia shook her head staring up at him. She smiled to herself, her skin getting hot. She felt her mound twitch in her now wet panties. He looked back at her and she quickly reformed her disapproving look...

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Rukia hated PE but she couldn't feign cramps twice in a month, She'd be in the nurses office for sure. So there she was at the Karakura high school swimming pool in her swimsuit. It clung uncomfortably to her petite curves. She was trying to cover herself, disappear even. She had expressly forbad Ichigo from coming to watch the class when he had expressed a sudden interest in the female water sports.

"Hmph…I've seen you naked before, who cares if I see you in your swimsuit."

"I do," she had snapped and punched him in the head. She was very good at pretending she didn't care, romantically, about Ichigo, keeping up her gruff manner around him, fussing at him and knocking him in the head if the situation called for it. They were still playing, 'we're just friends" and she didn't want to give off any clues that there was more between them.

Rukia was the one who had pushed for them to keep their relationship quiet.

"Nii-sama wouldn't approve and may ask the Capt. Commander to reassign me," she had said. Ichigo knew she was right. He and Byakuya were on speaking terms, but he knew her uptight brother wouldn't approve of their relationship, so he reluctantly agreed.

But now, she was standing soaking, wet arms crossed at her wrists, trying to cover herself but not seem to obvious. Orihime emerged from the pool sparkling like a mermaid, her large breasts bobbing with each step.

Orihime. Rukia sighed feeling a tingle through her body. She was so beautiful, so well endowed. Rukia blushed realizing that she had stared too long at Orihime's breasts. A twinge of jealousy shot through her, but she stopped herself. It wasn't Orihime's fault she was so busty, just like it wasn't her own fault that she wasn't.

She stepped back from the pool, reaching for her towel, dabbing it absently on her skin. Ichigo seemed to like her and her breasts. She smiled imaging him coming up behind her and cupping them in his large hands like he loved to do. She imagined his hot kisses on her neck as he pinched her nipples. She squeezed her legs together feeling herself get hot, her nipples responded as if Ichigo was actually touching her. She stretched up, while arching her back a little, imaging doing that to Ichigo, she squeaked coming from her daydream and her tight swim suit quickly and almost painful rode up between her round wet ass cheeks.

"That's why I hate these things," she said to herself trying to inconspicuously fish the stray fabric out, that had left her full bottom exposed.

"Hmm Very nice...Need any help?" Rukia froze, her fingers hooked in the swimsuit and her bottom, just as she was rolling it over her cheeks. She felt her skin almost burning with embarrassment. She turned slowly to see Ryū posted up against the fence, arms across his chest watching her .

The stray blue strand that waved in his face adding to his brazen sex appeal. His school shirt was un-tucked and several buttons were missing. Rukia remembered that Ichigo and him had gotten into it at lunch, over who could climb a tree the fastest and Ichigo had won when Ryū got hung up in some branches.

He gave her a sexy smirk and a wink, that caused her already warm excited pussy, to tingle. She blushed fiery red feeling herself get wetter.

She quickly pulled her fingers from her suit bottom, staring at him. His eyes seemed to burn into her as his lips curled into a smile that made her mound flush again. She couldn't move for a few moments.

"I won't tell." He whispered, her breath caught with a gasp.

"Hey Ryū " Tatsuki shouted coming out of the pool, Orihime covered herself and all the other girls gave their ooh's and ahh's when finally noticing him there. Like moths to a flame they crowded around him, Toshi and Kyoko coming up to take up the left over's. Rukia, still blushing, picked up her towel, covered herself, and headed back to the locker room. She looked down at her nipples which were almost painfully poking out against the fabric of the suit.

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Every-time she turned around, Ryū seemed to be there. During her independent study, he was there at the study tables just watching her. At lunch, he sat between she and Tatsuki every chance he got. His hand off to the side a breath away from hers. (Which never lasted long because he and Ichigo would find something to compete over.)

She would see him in the bleachers when she was forced to particapaite for PE.

She didn't dare tell Ichigo about it. That would have been just what he needed to escalate their already juvenile pissing contest into something far worse.

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They were walking home after school. Rukia with cell in hand. Keigo, Mizuiro, Chad Uryū, even Tatsuki and the rest of the Ryū fan club in tow. Ichigo's mind was racing trying to figure out some other way to piss Ryū off.

"So Ichigo why do you hate Ryū so much." Keigo asked.

"I don't hate him.

Silence

"You could've fooled me."

"Yeah, why do you hate him, Ichigo?" Tatsuki chimed in breaking off a conversation with Ryou. "Is it because he's totally hot?"

"Shut up Tatsuki..." he didn't want to get into another argument about her not so secret crush. "Hey, Hanataro."

"Ahh... hey Ichigo how are you?" Hanataro looked around wide eyed at Ichigo and his friends.

"Fine." Hanataro was rubbing his hands together shuffling his feet,

"Haven't seen you around. We go by the FasTrack but you're never there."

"Oh, uhhh" Hanataro was visibly rattled, rubbing his neck then he glanced at Rukia, who smiled at him. "I gotta go," and like that he was gone with dust kicking up behind him.

"That was weird." Keigo said.

"What isn't weird about that guy."

Keigo ducked out of the way as a chair whizzed past his head.

"Damn, they're at it again."

"Boys will be boys, Mr Asano." Mizuiro said pleasantly, hiding under the teachers desk with Keigo.

"How can you say that, Mizu? They're fucking monsters!"

Keigo winced as another chair crashed into the wall. Ichigo and Ryū were supposed go be doing osoji*, but it looked like a battlefield. Due to taking a friendly pickup basketball game too far, they were now cleaning up all three floors of the school. Their contest had sentenced the whole boys PE class to the same fate, but now they were trying to dodge and duck as the competitors raced to finish their assigned rooms first.

Ryū was winning this round of games because Kyoko and Toshi were keeping up with him quite well, while Ichigo on the other hand only had Chad to help. Uryū had refused to participate, still sulking over being forced to peep on Ryū in the shower.

"I did nothing wrong. I don't see why I should be punished." Uryū had said as an excuse. He was sitting out of harms way reading a book.

Keigo was in the fray for all of 10 seconds until Ichigo began running circles around him. Chad always there to back Ichigo up, was doing all the work that Uryū, Mizuiro and Keigo put together but it didn't seem to be enough.

They were finishing up the last classroom. Ichigo was in a mad dash to finish the mopping while Chad was putting the desks back in place.

"DONE!" Ichigo said throwing his hands up and running into the hall.

"Little slow this evening huh, strawberry?" Ryū said smirking while leaning against the wall.

"No way!" Ichigo stood shocked, then his eyes narrowed. Shinji Kamiya and Tetsuo Momohara had been referees of sorts and Shinji had confirmed that all was done by the book making Ryū the winner."Did he threaten you?" Ichigo asked Kamiya as they were gathering their things to leave."Don't be such a pussy, strawberry. You lost today, so suck it!" Ryū, Toshi and Kyoko thrust their pelvis' in unison, then broke out laughing.

Ichigo was set to protest but his phone going off stopped him, he turned to leave.

"Later."

"What nothing else to say, strawberry?" Ryū called after him.

"Yeah, .. fuck you!"

When he stepped outside the school, he opened the phone to look at Rukia's message. He knew what it was though, he had felt the reiatsu moments before. Chad was takin his leave with Uryū close behind and they all headed to the disturbance.

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When they arrived, the hollow that was present was just a small fry. Uryū picked if off easily with one arrow while the others looked around. The hollows had still be disappearing but only the big ones. Little ones hardly worth mentioning, would show up and were easily defeated but when they had a bead on a really heavy reiatsu and made it to the site. Nothing. It had been going on for almost 3 months now. Ichigo was frustrated. His plan with Ryū was not progressing as quickly as he had hoped. And they were on thin ice with the Gotei 13 about the Grimmjow incident. So when they had called to get some help or incite on the disappearing hollows, no one was taking their calls…They were on their own.

They had enlisted the help of Kisuke and Yoruichi, but even they hadn't come up with any viable theories as to what was happening.

Ichigo stared into the empty field.

"Ill see you all tomorrow." Uryū said putting away his bow and heading home.

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"The test score are UPPPP!" Ochi sensei was nearly knocked to the ground as Ichigo and Ryū ran to check the scores.

"Ha! Take that Dumb-ass! It's good you did clean up faster than me yesterday cause that's all your fit for, is being a janitor."

Ichigo slapped Ryū on the back gloating over his high score. "Better luck next time, yoomuin*."

Ryū was snarling, ready to explode. He turned set to cause bodily harm, but Ichigo's back was to him and before he could do anything he caught sight of Rukia as she was heading to the board.

"Ahh."

"Excuse me," she said moving past him to look at the list. It wasn't the best in the class but she did quite well. She smiled giving herself a mental pat on the back.

She was moving past the other kids that were coming to check their scores, when she felt his stare. She looked to her right, seeing Ryū watching. She gave a weak smile back and hurried to her desk. He kept his eyes on her until he sat down at his own desk.

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Ichigo had been distracted and upset all day but he calmed down in the dead of night on patrol with Rukia. He watched her obsessively check her cell.

He knew of a sure way too alleviate his tension. He walked up behind Rukia while she talked to him. His breath was heavy. He had been watching her moist pink lips while she talked and imagined them sucking the length of his cock. He watched with great interest at her wet pick tongue as it flashed behind her teeth while she spoke, remembering the feel of it on his flesh. His strong hands gripped at her waist. While Holding her in place he pushed his growing cock into her back, he closed is eyes as his face dropped onto the top of her head, smelling her hair. Sweet and floral with a touch of spice.

Ichigo smiled when he thought of her tough girl act. If people really knew how delicate she was, how she cooed and moaned in his arms when he was inside her, touching her, caressing her, how easily she'd melt when he grabbed her breast. She must have heard what he was thinking because she looked back at him, blushing. He smirked at her

Rukia tried to pull away from him but knew it was of no use.

"Ichigo, please." She looked around the roof top. For a place to hide, not that would ever work and she didn't want to either, But for a place for some privacy. Zennosuke could come by at any time. Though it was very unlikely.

Just like she had been imaging, just like she loved. Him behind her. Towering over her. His reiatsu not to mention he down right animal sex appeal was clouding her mind. It was a high that she looked forward to. She tilted her head to the side and Ichigo nipped and licked her neck, his large warm hand had snaked its way into her kimono, palming her breast. He rubbed her pert nipple with his finger. She twitched and gyrated her hips into him.

He looked down at her. She was more than ready. He spun her around, holding her firmly by the shoulders and staring into her eyes.

"What?" she said crossly.

"Nothing," his deep voice almost a growl that sent thrills up her spine. He yanked open her kimono top .

"Ahhh!" She instinctively lifted her hands to cover her self but he was already bending over, a breast in one hand, while sucking on the hard pink nipple of the other. She let her head fall aback as she-ran her finger through his orange spiky hair.

His mouth lingered on her breasts, until he lifted her up and started moving to the closest wall, which happened to be the door to the rooftop.

He pressed her back against the metal door. Planting a lingering kiss then backing up while looking down at her.

"Turn around." he demanded. She resisted. "I said, turn around."

She did so reluctantly, smiling, her pulse racing.

"Bend over." She took a deep breath that made her skin tingle but didn't move.

"I SAID..." his hand on her shoulder pushed her forward. "Bend over."

Rukia caught her self against the wall. Ichigo pulled her kimono top off, trailing kisses down her back. She arched up into his lips. Then with one swift tug he pulled her hakama down. He curled over her, his hands roaming over her hot petite body. Their breathing growing more ragged by the second

He pulled back from her once more. He pulled out his stiff swollen cock and started stroking it slowly while he looked at Rukia bent over in front of him.

"Spread 'em" her thoughts were coming in fragments but she knew what would happen if she didn't immediately comply... so she didn't.

"I said..." TTTHHWWAPP. He smacked her ass. It stung her skin but her back arched as she accepted the ripples of pleasure that came with the sharp pain. "Spread 'em!"

One hand reached back to pull her cheek slightly to the side. While her other hand kept her steady against the wall. He'd allow it this time. He spit in his hand rubbing it over the almost painfully red tip of his cock, before sinking straight into Rukia's hungry wet cunt, causing her to howl and arch as if she were baying at the moon.

They were pressed for time, as they always were when they were on patrol. He pounded into her rapidly his hand on her lower back steadying her while the other gripped her hip. She was so tight around him, she fit him like a glove. So he knew for his part he was half way there, but luckily for her he wasn't one to just look out for himself. He reached around her waist, his fingers groping for her clit. She moaned loudly when he hit it. He curled back over her, kissing her exposed neck, his fingers stroking then squeezing her clit, then repeating the action. Her moaning doubled as well as the grip of her pussy on his cock and as he slid blissfully in and out of her, he knew she was so very close as well.

She was pulsing and twitching as he continued his now erratic fucking into her. He had her almost completely off the ground. She was riding him like a small pleasured animal on a fleshy thick spit. He pulled her back and forth on his throbbing cock. He spread her legs wide to gain balance and pulled her up, right into him. She pointed her toes and wrapped her legs back behind him, while one of her hands was removed from the wall and gripped one of his that were tight on her waist holding her steady as he pumped into her.

"Ahhhhhh... nggngngnnnnnnn." He sped up his pace, her hot wet flesh clamping down hard on him as she came.

"AHHhhnnnnnnnn ICHHHhhiiggoooooo." She arched up in his arms, her back now against his chest, As his thrust became more determined and deep.

Then with one fierce thrust and a brutish grunt. He filled her with his hot thick creamy load, prolonging her orgasms. His cum spurting out of her with each gush into her. He jacked hammered into her several more times, then held her suspended in space on his pulsing thick meat. Only letting her down when his semi hard cock slid from her.

She was spent while she dropped to her knees atop the ground, then lowering herself onto her back, feeling sweaty and cum still dripping from her. Ichigo had a goofy, sleepy look on his face as his legs gave out and he fell beside her pulling up his hakama.

Luckily for them and Karakura town, there were no hollow incidents that night.

…...to be continued

*yoomuin=janitor osoji*-big clean up