A/N: another chapter for you guys. It has been a while since I posted the last chapter. Sorry! I was busy, busy, busy. I finally got around to finishing it. As usual, all your comments would be highly appreciated, you can flame it all you can.
I do not own Bleach, only my OC's Yoshiyo, Hikaru and Maria.
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Chapter 6: In Which Things Go Even More Downhill
For the past few days, Ichigo had noticed that Matsunaga-kun had been acting rather odd and restless. The berry was pretty sure that something had been bothering his student, and it was taking a toll on his grades. His test scores were getting lower and lower. He felt he had to do something about it.
The study session was nearly over and the kids were behaving rowdily as it was the night before the weekend. He took the opportunity to talk to the boy.
"Matsunaga-kun, can I please have a minute?"
The boy looked dazed. "Ah, sensei… yes."
He led the boy to the relatively quiet kitchen. "Please sit down." Ichigo took a look at the boy. He could see that the boy looked haggard. "Is there something bothering you?"
The boy couldn't look him in the eye. "S-sensei…" he stammered.
Now, Ichigo was not the most patient of people, but for his students, he would do anything to help them. He waited for the boy to say something. He couldn't force the boy to say anything that he was not comfortable with.
The boy sat across him, all jittery and staring at his lap. "S-sensei?"
Ichigo smiled, encouraging the boy to continue.
"You know that pervert we caught spying on you? W-well…"
"Who, Renji?" the berry asked, his interest piqued.
"Y-yeah… him… you see, it turns out he was my tou-san's business associate and they just recently closed a deal…"
Upon hearing this, the berry felt he swallowed something leaden. He stayed silent though. He prayed that what Matsunaga was about to say isn't as awful as he thought it was.
XXX
3 days back…
The boy wondered why the house was all lit up. He could hear loud voices from within. His father must have some visitors, probably some of the major stockholders of his company. The boy slowly opened the door and was greeted by a tall pale woman in her forties, his mother. She stood by the door, her long blond hair shimmering in the light.
"Tadaima."
"Welcome home, Hikaru." His mother greeted him with a warm smile.
"Kaa-san, what's going on?" The boy asked, as he took off his shoes and put it on the wooden rack.
"Tou-san has some very important visitors this evening. They just signed a very lucrative deal for the company and they are celebrating." The woman said. "And how was your day, Baby-chan?"
The boy blushed. "Kaa-san, I'm too old to be called that! I'm fifteen!" he said, a bit miffed.
"You know I'm just teasing you," his mother said as she wrapped her arm around his shoulders. "How is your sensei, by the way?"
"He's patient with us as always. That's why we're doing our best!" he exclaimed as he pumped his fist in the air.
"Maria, is that Hikaru-chan?" His father's voice echoed loudly amongst the noise which already permeated the house.
"Yes dear." And to her son, "Come Hikaru, your tou-san would surely like to introduce his only son to his guests." The boy only nodded his acquiesce. He really was not one for crap like these, he would rather go up and into his room to rest but he had filial obligations to fulfill.
His mother led him to the moderately-sized library, which also doubles as a receiving area for his father's guests. As they came in, a sudden foreboding seized the boy as he saw the man his father was entertaining. It was that perverted tattooed freak who was spying on their sensei! Along with him are two other men. One was bald, his head so shiny it shone like the sun. The other was pretty, almost comparable to his sensei in looks, but he was obviously vain and liked showing off.
"Renji-dono, this is my son Hikaru. He is a freshman in Karakura High." His father began. Said pervert only looked at him with an expression akin to smug satisfaction.
"Ch-charmed to meet you, Renji-dono." The boy stuttered.
"I graduated from Karakura High m'self." He smiled at the boy, his canines showing. The boy looked mortified. "By th' way, my friend Ichigo Kurosaki teaches there. We were in th' same year."
"Eh?! Sensei was your classmate?!" the boy sounded incredulous. No wonder his sensei knew this pervert!
Both Yumichika and Ikkaku raised their brows as they heard Renji drop the strawberry's name. They looked at each other, wondering the same thing: what the fuck the redhead was up to.
The redhead watched the boy squirm in his seat uncomfortably with barely concealed glee. No wonder the boy was vaguely familiar. He looked a lot like his father Yoshiyo, with his almond shaped eyes, button nose and thin lips. But the older man was rotund while the boy was slender. The boy also had his mother's rosy pale complexion, courtesy of her Spanish heritage, as opposed to the man's yellowish tones.
"Ah, Yoshiyo-san, 'm busting fer a pee. Could Hikaru-kun perhaps show me where th' loo is?" again, the look of ill disguised glee at the boy's discomfort crossed the redhead's features.
"WHY ME?" the boy almost hysterically said, nearly tearing his hair in the process.
"Hikaru! Show our guests some respect!" Yoshiyo scolded the boy. And to Renji, "Please accept my apologies, Renji-dono. My son must have been tired. He had a long day at school." The man prostrated himself before the redhead, then gave his son a glare, signaling him to do the same.
Hikaru reluctantly followed his father's actions. "Renji-dono," the boy said with obvious distaste, "please forgive me. And please allow me to show you where the loo is, as you requested."
"Nah, Yoshiyo-san, it's no biggie really." the redhead nonchalantly said, but his smirk betrayed what he really felt. "But are ya really sure, Hikaru-kun?"
The boy gritted his teeth before finally saying "Of course, Renji-dono." He then stood up and waited for the redhead to do the same.
"Lead the way then."
The boy was trudging heavily along a dimly lit hallway. The redhead was following him at a more leisurely pace, grinning like crazy. "Oi, pervert, walk faster! I thought you said you're busting for a pee."
"Ya know, ya shouldn't be calling me something like that, your father might hear ya, ya know."
The boy glared at him. "Whatever. You're still a pervert."
"Maybe you could do me a little favor, Hikaru-chan…"
"Like I'd do anything you say, pervert."
"Are you sure you should be saying that? You know I could singlehandedly destroy your father's livelihood." The boy stopped and looked at the older man, fear in his eyes.
"You wouldn't really do that, would you?"
"I would because I could." The redhead smirked, knowing he had won. "I mean, it's just a little favor Hikaru-chan… you just had to spy on your sensei for me. That's it."
"You really are a pervert! Why do I have to spy on sensei? Why don't you do it yourself?! I'm not going to do something like that! PERVERT!"
"Now, now, Hikaru-chan, it's not something children like you should hear. It's a tale for grown-ups like me." He said patronizingly, while he ruffled the boy's hair. "And besides, if you don't then I'll pull out. I wonder what would happen to your tou-san. He'll be depressed for sure."
The boy swatted his hand away. He remained mum, but his glare said everything.
XXX
Ichigo knocked on the door furiously. He didn't really care that it was half past midnight and a lot of people were sleeping. He would give the idiot pineapple a piece of his mind.
The door was answered by a pajama-clad Yumichika, who had an avocado facial mask on, his hair still in perfect condition despite having been in bed for the past hour. The man was surprised to see the berry standing on their doorstep. "Ichigo-kun, you finally came!" he clapped in glee.
"Where's Renji?" the berry asked, his brown eyes flashing.
"Renji's in his bedro—" the berry walked past him before he had the chance to finish what he was saying. He was excited. Finally, some action!
Ichigo burst through the door and pounced on an unsuspecting Renji. The redhead was fast asleep, with nothing but his boxers on. His hair was spread in disarray over the pillow. The poor man was woken up by punch to the jaw as the berry straddled his waist. Chocolate brown eyes looked at him with fury. To the redhead's sleep addled brain, this was the best way to wake up; being straddled by the person you were having wet dreams about for the past several weeks.
"Oi, idiot, wake the fuck up!" The berry was yelling with abandon now, roughly shaking the man he was straddling.
"What the fuck do you want?" the redhead yelled heatedly in response he held the berry's wrists securely with his big hands. He was getting hard; he realized that if the berry straddled any lower than his waist, he would find out about his very embarrassing "response". So he did what anyone would do in this situation, he flipped their positions over.
"Let go you fucktard! Let the fuck go!" Ichigo struggled, writhing underneath Renji, making the redhead even more aroused. The man was kneeling between his legs as he held both his hands above his head, his struggling producing unwanted friction. He was getting aroused too and he knew it.
The berry lessened his struggling, then Renji saw his chance, suddenly diving in and capturing Ichigo's lips in a heated kiss. The berry could do nothing but whimper; his back arched making their chests rub. The redhead then held the berry's wrists in one hand, while the other descended to cup his ass and squeeze. The berry bucked his hips in response, their groins coming into contact. Their lips parted; breaths erratic. The redhead loved the look on Ichigo's visage; all flushed and horny, so ready for the taking. Then Ichigo butted his head against Renji's, in retaliation.
"Ow, what the hell was that for?! Stupid strawberry!" the redhead said, clutching his head in pain, as he suddenly let go of the berry's wrists, but not getting off of him.
"That's for threatening my student." Ichigo said, then pushed the larger man off him.
Renji looked at the berry, mouth gaping. "I—what? Why would I?" The berry glared at him and walked out of the bedroom. He made a split second decision, and made to run after him. "Oi, Ichigo, wait! Please wait!"
He grabbed the berry by the forearm. "Listen Ichigo…" but before he could finish, a punch landed on his cheek, seemingly out of nowhere.
"Don't ever touch me bastard! Leave my students alone and I don't fucking want to see you again!" The berry walked out the door. The redhead could only stand where he was and stare after his retreating form.
Behind him, both Ikkaku and Yumichika watched the whole scene with interested eyes. Both men looked at each other. The bald man could only shake his head. "That idiot… he totally ruined everything."
"I would love to see what happens next," deadpanned the avocado masked man. The other could only nod his head in agreement before they went back to their respective rooms.