Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach.

Confession

One week, has it even been one week? Damn, that's too long but it feels more like a year. Why did I have to give up my sanity for being the nice guy?

"KUROSAKI!"

Ichigo flipped over to have his face deep into the bed with the pillow he was using as a barrier to block out all sound. Damn! Does he really need to scream this early in the morning? He's worst than Rukia!

Uryū walks into Ichigo's room and scowls as he sees him covering up his face with a pillow. Uryū has already dressed and done the whole morning routine, but Ichigo has yet to get up from bed. That will have to change.

Uryū looks coldly at Ichigo's form. "Kurosaki, hurry up will you or will be late for class!"

Uryū waited for Ichigo to move on his own, but only heard some mumbled out words since he still had the pillow covering up his face. "What was that, Kurosaki?"

Ichigo moved the pillow and turned around to look at Uryū straight in the eyes. Scowl firmly placed as he said, "go to hell!"

Uryū's eyebrow twitched and he gave him a menacing look; he pushed his glasses up, and began walking forward. Ichigo saw this and had a terrified look on his face. "Well, then I guess you'll have to join me, Kurosaki." He lunged forward and began pulling off the bed sheets from Ichigo's body.

"Agh! Let go!" Ichigo fought back to keep the sheets covering him up, and soon it looked like they were having a tug a war. Both, not wanting to let up, until the bed sheets started to rip from the strain being placed on it.

Ichigo looked at the half that ripped off and Uryū looked at the half he had ripped off. Uryū merely tossed his piece to the side; while Ichigo had his mouth gaped at seeing his one and only bed sheet ripped to pieces.

"You bastard! You ripped up my only bed sheet I had!" Ichigo said accusingly.

Uryū placed one hand on his hip, not offended at all. "You also pulled the bed sheet as I was trying to get it off, that means you were in fault as well, Kurosaki." That being said, he left the room. "But don't' worry Kurosaki, I'll make sure to make you a new one." He called from the living room.

"What!" Ichigo could practically see that he said those words with that evil smirk on his face. The hell you will! There is no way I'm going to be sleeping with some weird Quincy marked bed sheets!

Thirty minutes later, after that quarrel, Ichigo was already dressed and had his things ready to go. When he moved into the living room, Uryū scared him as he popped out of nowhere from behind him. Uryū had his arms outstretched with a white folded comforter in his arms. "Here you go, Kurosaki."

Ichigo still tried to catch his breath from the shock he got, but then he looked down at the white comforter Uryū had in his arms. "What's this?"

"It's the new bed sheets I made you."

Ichigo looked at the thing with a scowl. "Let me guess it has that damn cross on it, doesn't it?"

Uryū smirked at his reply. "What made you guess that?" Then he tossed it at Ichigo who easily caught it.

He unfolded the bed sheets, and his eyes widened at the huge blue cross on it. "See, I knew you would-"

"Hurry up or we're going to be late!" Uryū said as he stood at the door, carrying his book bag securely over his shoulder.

Ichigo just growled and folded the sheets back up, and tossed it to the couch, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked over to Uryū. Uryū closed the door once Ichigo exited, and placed the key in his pants.

Both walked silently all the way to school, until something caught Uryū's eye the moment they had exited the apartment, he looked to the side and saw a shadow behind a building. People have been watching us exit together since I have moved in with, Kurosaki. And some have even begun to follow us. Do they really think that-

"Oi, Ishida."

Uryū came out of his thoughts and looked over to Ichigo. "What?"

"What are you looking at?"

Uryū looked surprised, I see, so he hasn't noticed yet. "Nothing, I was just wondering if I forgot something."

"Tch, idiot."

After that they made their way to school and went inside using the back door. Since the front seemed to be occupied by protestors who refused to leave. They have been using the back door ever since the protestors began showing up, which wasn't too long ago. If anybody passed by the front gate, the protestors would stop you and ask you, "rejoice my brothers! Show your support and stand out here with your holly brethrens!"

Ichigo and Uryū got used to it by now, but they still had a scowl on their face every time they passed by the front gate. Once they found their class, they forgot about the world outside, and tried to pay attention to the lesson at hand.

The bell ranged and all the students in the class began heading out. Ichigo was packing up his bag until he saw something from outside the window. His normal scowl deepened as he saw two punks beating up a local guy outside the school. He left his bag, and ran out of the class, passing a confused Uryū.

"Kurosaki?" He went to grab Ichigo's forgotten bag, and then looked out the same window he was looking out. That idiot! He can't seriously be doing what I think he's going to do! Then he saw Ichigo show up, and punched both guys right on the face, knocking them unconscious.

"Idiot!" He quickly ran outside to warn Ichigo before it was too late. What is he thinking? We're outside a school in which there is a rally of protestors just waiting to jump on you! I have to hurry!

Ichigo looked at the frightened guy on the floor who had his arms covering his face up. He walked over to the frightened guy, and extended his arm. "Here, I'm not going to hurt ya."

The guy looked at the arm doubtfully but carefully took it, still not completely comfortable with the help he was getting from a complete stranger. He stood up and looked at Ichigo. "Why did you help me? Aren't you against all gays?"

Ichigo was surprised at his reply. "I-"

Before he could finish, Uryū came running towards him, and hauled him off by the wrist. "Oi! What are you doing, Ishida?"

Uryū kept on running until he made a turn on a corner, he then let go of Ichigo's wrist. "Shut up. Now, look." He said pointing to the location they were once in.

Ichigo looked towards where Uryū was pointing to, and saw that the guy he had rescued quickly left the moment people from the front gate started getting closer. The protestors looked around to see what caused any harm to their loyal followers.

"What the fuck?"

"See, if you try to get attention, those protestors will surround you like a pack of wolves."

Ichigo clenched his hand into a tight fist at the scene he was watching. "Who do they think they are?"

Uryū sighed, "let's just head back. We don't want them to go looking around until they find the culprit."

Uryū began walking, as Ichigo still looked on to the scene, reluctantly he turned around and followed Uryū back to his apartment. Is no one safe from those mentally ill people anymore!

Ichigo came out of the shower with his towel drying off his hair, as his clothes cling to his body due to the wetness. "Hey, Ishida you can use the shower if you want now!"

He waited but he didn't hear a reply. "Ishida?"

Ichigo walked into the living room and didn't find him there. Where could that Quincy be at? Ichigo felt a breeze and looked to the side. The glass door that led to the porch outside was open, he walked towards it and pushed away the curtains, (that Uryū had made) to see that Uryū was leaning on the railing.

He gave Uryū a concerned look. "Hey, are you okay?"

Uryū was surprised at hearing Ichigo, having been lost in his own thoughts he didn't even realize he was right behind him. He turned his head around and looked at him. "Yeah, just thinking."

Ichigo moved to stand behind him with a hand placed on his waist. "Thinking? About what, you're always thinking, Ishida."

Uryū chucked and shook his head. "Nothing, now if you excuse me, I'm going to take a shower now."

Ichigo watched him as he disappeared into the bathroom. I know you to well, Ishida. I also know that something is bothering you. I just don't know what. Ichigo grabbed his towel from his neck and began running it through his hair.

Inside the bathroom stood Uryū in the shower, naked as the water crashed down on him, he had a clenched fist on the wall while his palm was placed on the tiles of the shower's wall. He had a scowl as he thought about what happened early today. I can't believe those vultures would try to hurt someone without listening to reason. Also, many people have been watching as Kurosaki, and I head out to school. Do they really think where some sort of couple? If that's the case, I should really bring this up to Kurosaki. And maybe I should tell him- NO! I can't, if I do he'll probably hate me, and want to throw me out. But maybe that's a good thing, its better if he throws me out rather than having been falsely accused of something that never happened. Yes, that's what I'll do.

Uryū finished his shower, and turned off the water. He quickly got dressed and began preparing himself for what was about to occur. He breathed in, it's now or never. He walked out of the bathroom and saw that Ichigo was seated on the couch watching a game show. He walked up to the couch until he was right behind it. "Kurosaki?"

Ichigo looked over his shoulder and saw that Uryū had some sort of sad look on his face. "What?"

Uryū opened his mouth to respond but nothing came out, he closed it and looked to the side. He took a quick breath in and moved to stand in front of Ichigo, looking determined to get this out of his chest. "Kurosaki, I have something I must tell you."

Ichigo knew that he was being serious, he got up and brought the only two chairs from the dinner table into the living room, giving Uryū one so he could settle in. Once he sat in his own chair, Ichigo crossed his arms over his chest, waiting patiently for Uryū to speak up.

Uryū sat down, and pushed his glasses up. "Kurosaki, lately I've been noticing people watch us when we leave to go to school."

Ichigo shrugged his shoulders. "So? That's common, many people always stare at me-"

Uryū shook his head. "Not like that, I've noticed it happen since the day I moved in here with you," Uryū looked down at his clenched fists on his knees, "maybe it's best if you kick me out." Uryū waited for a response, but when he didn't get one, he looked up and saw that Ichigo didn't seem faced.

Ichigo looked at him carefully. "There's more, isn't there, Ishida?"

Uryū's eyes widened for a moment then he composed himself again, pushing his glasses up once more. "I-well, I-"

"You don't have to tell me. Whatever it is I'm sure it's nothing."

Uryū furrowed his eyebrows as he stared down to the floor. Determined once more, he looked up and looked straight at Ichigo. "No! It's not 'nothing' Kurosaki! I-I need to tell you," he looked to the side with a pained expression, "it's been eating at me not being able to tell anyone."

Ichigo raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Not being able to tell what?"

Uryū tried to raise his head back up, but he felt as if something was holding him down. He kept his head down and let his bangs cover up his face; he softly whispered his confession to the floor.

"Huh? Sorry I didn't catch that. What-"

Uryū finally raised his head up and looked directly at Ichigo with a scowl on his face. "I said I'm gay!"

A/N: I had some time today, and decided to write this piece out.

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