Title- Substitution
Chapter- Four
Summary- -
Pairing- IchiHitsu
Anime/Manga- Bleach
A/N- Chapter four, and the chapter all of you Ichigo's step-mother haters have been waiting for. Muahaha. Hope you like it.
Dedication- -Punky Penguin. C'est quatre, mon amour.
Diclaimer- Why must you torture me like this?! I don't own bleach!!!!!! *sits in emo corner and cries.*
Chapter Four.
"Now, tell me what happened." Toshiro said, making Icigo sit on the bed.
"My big mouth happened."
"Hey, I like that mouth. Don't bad-mouth it." Toshiro said with a perfectly straight face.
Ichigo smiled, then sighed. "I wasn't thinking, and I guess I've told my step-mother that I'm gay, and she kicked me out."
Toshiro shook his head. "At least your parents believe the things you say."
Ichigo sighed, and pulled the younger boy into his arms again.
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Meanwhile in an office building somewhere in the busy city, Ichigo's step-mother was talking to one of her clients, who seemed calm enough. Mrs. Kurosaki is a phsychiatrist, she worked with some of the most dangerous schitzophrenics, the murderous ones. She always had officers outside of her door, but sometimes even they weren't enough.
She sat behind her big oak desk, her pencil scratching on her pad of paper. He hardened eyes glaring at the man across from her as he spoke of one of his victims.
"-she looked alot like you. She had the same eyes, and same shade of hair. Actually if you weren't sitting across from me I would swear that you were the same girl that I buried out in them woods."
Mrs. Kurosaki smiled, and wrote something else down on the paper, but while her attention was fixed somewhere else, her 'client' stood, and grabbed her arm. with brutal force he shoved her against the wall.
"Okay bitch, I know what you've been writing on those papers of yours, and i don't like it."
"Please, don't hurt me!" She begged.
"Oh, I won't hurt ya, the sidewalk will."
Her eyes widened as she understood what he was saying. She screamed as he pushed her through the window of her office. She screamed as she fell the eighteen stories down to the ground. Her screams stopped as she hit the ground with a bone-crushing thud. Blood pooled around her shattered body, people screamed as the broken glass fell littering the street with glinting shards of melted sand.
Everyone stood in a large circle staring at the woman. A couple of people looked up, and saw the man with his head stuck out the window, laughing heartily. One person had enough sense to call the hospital. The ambulance came silently, and left silently, not even bothering to turn on the siren. When they got to the hospital, Mrs. Kurosaki was pronounced DOA.
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Ichigo felt a shiver go down his spine, as Toshiro's soft almost child-like hands smoothed out over his chest. It was three in the morning, and Toshiro had been bored.
"What about school?"
"We have our christmas holiday over the next three weeks." Toshiro said calmly, leaning down, and placing butterfly kisses down Ichigo's torso. Ichigo's phone vibrated again.
"Leave it." Toshiro said, placing more kisses along Ichigo's stomach. Ichigo wished he could, but the vibrating got more presistant. Ichigo picked up the phone, and opened it. Looking fleetingly at the number, he answered it.
"What is it dad?" He asked.
There was a long pause, and then Ichigo gasped, sitting up quickly.
"You're kidding."
Toshiro heard the drone of a male voice on the other end of the line.
Ichigo laughed softly. "She's really dead?"
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"Wow, I never thought the day would come."
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"No I won't move back in. I left not only because of her, but also because of you."
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"Well, deal with it. Don't forget your daughter still lives with you."
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"Oh, so just because I'm male means that I'm your favourite?"
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"Well, listen to this dad, I'm gay."
Silence, then a dial tone.
Ichigo laughed, and closed the phone, throwing it across the room, it landed with a thud against the wall. Toshiro stared at him as if he was crazy.
"What?"
"What's wrong now?"
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Everything is perfect." Ichigo said, kissing Toshiro forcefully. The younger boy moaned into the kiss, his mind emptying of everything but the older male in front of him. Ichigo pushed him back onto the bed. Pinning him down with his body weight, Ichigo attacked the side of his neck, biting, and sucking. Leaving many marks. He was sure that Toshiro would be angry with him tomorrow.
Toshiro moaned, and arched into Ichigo before he came to his sences.
He put his hands on Ichigo's chest, and pushed. Ichigo was surprised at how strong the boy was, for such a young one, as he was pushed off of the smaller boy.
Toshiro sat up, and pushed Ichigo against the wall. "Don't, not tonight."
"You were coming onto me before." Ichigo said defensively.
"Well, I changed my mind." Toshiro said, lifting his head in the same haughty mannor as his mother did.
"Wow, you're more like your mom than I thought." Ichigo said laughing.
Toshiro smiled slightly, and stood. As he walked away, Ichigo noticed things that he hadn't before, like the slightly feminine way that the younger boy's hips swung back and forth, and how swung his arms. His wrists were bent out slightly, making his hands angle away from his body. Ichigo noticed... Toshiro walked like a gay guy, almost like a girl, but not quite as pronounced.
Toshiro walked into his closet, and Ichigo leaned to the side to see what he was doing. The younger boy was standing on his toes, stretching to reach something on the top shelf. He pulled on the bottom of a box, catching it as it fell toward him. He carried it over to Ichigo, and placed it on the bed.
He sat staring at Ichigo, waiting for something. Ichigo reached for the lid of the box, before looking at Toshiro who nodded.
Ichigo pulled the lid off of the box, and let it fall to the bed. The box had paper, that covered something on the bottom of the box.
He pulled the pictures out, and realized that they were pictures of Toshiro. There was a good thirty of them, all sketched, and every one was different. He pulled them out one at a time, looking at them for minutes each. when he reaches the bottom of the box, he saw a blood red rose, taped to the back of another poem.
"You'll like this one. I promise." Toshiro said, seeing Ichigo's hesitance to read the sheet of paper.
Love
All day I think of how love lives.
By it's lying dreams at night.
Each frown a deadly wound it gives
Each smile a false delight.
This is the peace that lovers find
Such is the life they lead
Blown here and there by every wind
Like flowers grown from seed
It's war, now peace, then war again.
Desire, Dispair, Delight, Distain
Though dead in the midst of life
At peace and yet at strife.
The warm breath of my lover
caresses my face
His lips inch slowly forward
Then touch mine
Making colours dance before my eyes
As I forget to breathe.
His hands are soft and gentle
I feel safe when I'm in his arms.
He pulls me close
The warmth of his skin
The beat of his heart
The beauty of his being.
It's all mine.
I will not let him go.
I just know that every day
We wake up and we find
That yes my heart belongs to his
But his too belongs to mine.
Ichigo read the poem over, multiple times, the word burning into his mind. The thorns of the rose bit into his skin, as he clutched the paper tightly. Toshiro touched his knee lightly, breaking Ichigo's trance.
The older boy looked down into the bright teal eyes, and found himself lost in their depths.
Toshiro leaned up, and pressed his lips against Ichigo's in a fleeting kiss. "I love you." he said, after pulling away.
"I know." Ichigo said.
Toshiro stared at him, an emotion Ichigo couldn't define swimming in his eyes. Ichigo laughed. "I love you too."
Toshiro leaned his head onto Ichigo's bare chest. Ichigo heard Toshiro sigh. The older boy put the rose, and the pictures back into the box. After replacing the lid on the box, he laid Toshiro on the bed. Toshiro clutched at his shoulders as he laid beside the smaller boy. They fell asleep in the lover's embrace.
well, chapter four. another shorter chapter, sorry, but they're asleep what else do you want me to do?
and as I said, a great chapter for all you Mrs. Kurosaki haters. lol.
umm, well, I guess there'll be another couple of chapters. I'm liking this story so far. anyways, I'll see you next chapter.