A/N:
If I owned Bleach, the characters would be older and a lot more sex would be involved..

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Chapter 4
Wash It Away

It was dark when Uryuu woke up again. He had gone straight to bed once he had managed to leave the bathroom, swearing at the inventer of sake.
00:09 He read on the clock next to him. I've slept the entire day away.
He made his way to the bathroom, not bothering turning on the lights as he stripped and went into a steaming shower. Standing under the water, his mind wandered to the night before; Captain Hitsugaya's comforting words, his leutenants question about his sexuality, getting stuck in the restroom with Kurosaki and little too honest conversation.
I wish I'd kept my mouth shut.. I hope I don't have to deal with him for a while
After rerunning the night in his mind several time, he decided it would be a good idea to spend the rest of the night Hollow hunting so he put on his uniform, tied the silver Quincey cross around his wrist and went out in the night.

Days went by and Uryuu saw no sigh of the redhead. Not when Hollow hunting, not when visiting Orihime, not even when practicing his Quincy skills in Urahara's basement.
The frosty Captain Hitsugaya had even come by, offering assistance.
"Everyone needs to practice to maintain or develope. Even a Captain" He had said before they had spend two days straight in the basement throwing vicious attacks at one another and trying new techniques.
Hitsugaya had been keen on working on his Bankai and they had agreed that he was to try and maintain it for a long as possible. This would also help Uryuus capability to withstand higher Reiatsu for a longer time.
"LIECHTEN REGEN" The lightening blue arrows had barely left the bow before they started to freeze mid air and splinter into nothing. He grit his teeth and his mind was racing while the captain charged against him.
But before concact was made, thr last leaf above Hitsugaya shattered, followed by the wings of ice and he fell to the ground hissing and cursing.
"There's no reason to beat yourself up, Hitsugaya-taichou.. You've maintained your Bankai while fighting fiercely for almost 42 hours straight, that's quite impressive." Urahara praised as he walked towards them.
"I'd dare suggest the two of you must be famished by now so I had Tessi-san prepare some food for you. He should be here shortly.."
"Hai, arigato, Urahara-san" Uryuu replied, face reddening a bit as stomach yelled out. He hadn't eaten since morning and at that time he had barely gotten anything down due to concentrading on stiching Ururu's old clothes. He had fixed all their clothes as thanks for using the basement and he had even made a new apren for Tessi because he had made sure there was hot food ready whenever Uryuu took a break.
"Oi Ishida-san! I was wondering if you had seen Kurosaki recently?" Uryuu froze, his bowl of soup lingering on his lips. He closed his eyes, lowered the bowl to his lap and took a deep breath before looking up at Urahara.
"No I haven't seen him since Orihime and Sado's barbeque party.. May I ask why?"
"Oh no particular reason, I was just wondering. It seems he has decided to lay it low for a while.."
"Lay it low? How so?"
"He seems to be supressing his reiatsu, because no one can find him. Isshin-san informed me that he had left a note at home saying he needed a breather.. I kind of assumed he would have involved you in that plan, until you came asking for the basement.. But I guess he'll come around eventually." Urahara said casually. As it it was normal for the redhed to go missing.
"What? Why on earth would you think me to be involved" Uryuu spat in disbelif.
"Oh Sorry, I probably shouldn't have said something like that, hehehe" Urahara chuckled, seeming slightly nervous while scratching the back of his head.
"No do elaborate, why would you think he would come to me if he needed a break?" The Quincy demanded.
"Easy now, Ishida-san.. Kurosaki-san came here real early one day, must've been the morning after said party, to pick up some things. He merely mentioned he was on his way to see you. But I quess he didn't ."
Uryuu felt a knot forming in his stomach. Did he dissapear because of how I acted that morning? That was 10 days ago. Had he really been gone since? And where would he go of even Urahara could not find him?
"I wouldn't worry too much.." Hitsugaya suddenly spoke.
"I believe Kurosaki is perfectly capable of handeling himself.. And it is not exactly the first time he takes off without letting anyone know where to.."
"Hai, you are certainly right, Hitsuaya-taichou!" Urahara smiled.
"Well, I better be getting back. Ishida, it's been fun. Urahara, arigato" the Captain said and got up.
Shortly after, Uryuu also decided it was time to go home.

It was close to midnight as he walked through the town, completely lost in his own thoughts, merely letting his feet lead the way when he felt a familiar reiatsu for a second.
Kurosaki? But it was gone before he could search it out. It couldn't have been.. If it was, it's probablt mean he'd come back. Nothing to worry about.
It flared again, for a second or two before dissapearing and becoming untraceable.
He must be on his way home then.. The Quincy, hurried his pace, too exaused to handle a confrontation, unsure why he was expecting one.
He rushed through the door, locked it behind him, stripped out of his clothes, leaving a trail on the floor to his bathroom. All he wanted to do was let the hot water wash away the uncomfortable knot in his stomach along with all the sweat and dirt from the days intense training. Captain Hitsugaya had not been holding back on him, even for a second.
His entire body was aching and it took him a while to realise he had forgotten to take off his classes. He reached out and carefully placed them on the shelve above the sink before slumping back against the wall and down in a sitting position. It was like each drop of water washed away a tiny amount of worries and after some time, he finally relaxed.
During the last few days, he had almost perfected a new technique.
I'm sure I can get it completely perfect the next time I encounter a Hollow He figured.
It would've been a shame if the Captain had died, so naturally I couldn't try itin full force on him..
The water continued to rain down on him, worries being washed away, if only for a moment.