SCATTERED SHOTS

by SLYSWN

ONE-SHOTS, TWO-SHOTS, LONG-SHOTS...yeah AIxICHI, GRIMMxICHI, NNOIxICHI, KENxICHI, STARRKxICHI, BYAxICHI and whatever SEME strikes my fancy ...A/N 8/8/14 COMING NEXT MONTH: A KenseixIchigoxShuhei, KenxShu, GrimmxIchi fic happily entitled: Voyeur, no not quite.

6. GRAPEVINE

SHOT #6

Disclaimer: Why thank you Aizen-sama yes I would like another cup of tea. No I do not own BLEACH!

B-day gift at fic the request of BonneNuit.

(KenIchi, NnoiIchi) (sprinkle hints and tidbits of OthersIchi)

AU, Spelling, Grammar, Punctuation, plot holes, OOC-ness, etc. If you read my other projects then you should know what to expect by now.

GrApeVINE

"Heard it through the Grapevine that you're the Triple Faced Tangerine."

()()() Prologue ()()()

"And the words that shall come out of his mouth will anger the one kneeling before him."

"What is it Genryusai-sensei?"

"He shall rise up from the sea and walk upon the pure white sand. And they shall call him the t-

"Must you always speak to me as though you are reciting some sort of quote from a text book? Tell me what is the fate of my unborn son?"

Shiba-Kurosaki-Masaki, second daughter of the honored 'Crimson Quick fire' was not a hysterical woman. She was level headed and easy going-she made calm well thought out decisions not rash and spur of the moment ones.

But she wished the stubborn old man would stop talking in riddles and just come out and tell her what she so desperately longed to hear.

"The child will be wanted, desired by many."

"My child? But why?"

"And in her womb she carries the Tangerine child and they shall call him I-."

'Tangerine? No it's not possible. There was no way that could-'

Honeycomb eyes grew hard. "You are lying."

"And the mother's eyes shall blaze crimson like that of her ancestors as she shouts "Lies, lies."

"You are lying! Tangerine child? That is impossible-no it's ridiculous! Everyone on Isshin's side has black hair and every one on my side has blond or black hair-there is no way he-

"Do not worry so much Masaki. You should be proud, the Tangerine child will-

"He is my flesh and blood. I don't care what you say or what the higher powers say he is not some-

"His name shall be Ichigo and he will be one of the 5 guardians. "

"He will not be some guardian to your silly little ancient shrine or whatever. He will live a normal life an-

"Masaski!"

The power in Genryusai-sensei's voice still made her shiver like a young girl who was being scolded for touching the pretty golden orb kept behind glass.

"You need to listen to me child, if you do not leave the Tangerine child with in the g-

"He will not die!"

"I did not say he will die but it will be very difficult for him to live normally-much of his life will be spent in solitude."

"The hell it will!"

"Masaki I do not tell you this to upset you. I am telling you-

"NO! I won't listen to it. I am bound to the gates of Zan, this I know but Ichigo will not be some prisoner. He will live long and free."

"You poor child."

"Don't patronize me old man!"

"I am not patron-

"I've had enough of this. I shall return here again but my new born son will not be with me."

"You know the price that comes with going against the law Masaki."

"Then so shall it be. If taking my own life means saving my son's then I will do it."

"And what of Isshin?"

"He will understand."

"Fool! The Tangerine child will not survive in the outside world and even if he does he will never truly feel complete until he is-

"Enough! Genryusai-sensei when I came here tonight I was hoping that you would greet me with a smile and tell me how very honored you would be to be his godfather but I can see now that it was a foolish dream and-

"Masaki please do not turn me into the enemy here. I am only asking you to reconsider you-

"There is nothing to reconsider."

"You will be underneath the soil in 6 years time and the Tangerine child will be alone."

"Ichigo will never be alone. Isshin will see to it that my son has the very best of the best."

"There will come a day, the 4 guardians will come for your son."

"Let them come. Let them all come. I will rise up from the ashes and spill the blood of all who wish to bring harm upon my son."

"I can not stop you Masaki but I can not help you either."

"I am not asking for your help Genryusai-sensei, Shun and Juu need you more than I do."

"Those two idiots," the old man showed the first true sign of amusement "I almost pity their future brides."

Masaki let a small smile come across her lips. "Assuming they get that far."

()()()

In the early years Masaki and Isshin kept their son locked away from the outside world as much as humanely possible.

They lived in a 3-story house that was separated from the rest of Karakura Town. And on the rare occasion when they took Ichigo outside, he was covered from head to toe in many layers of clothing.

He wasn't allowed to play or interact with children his own age and the only adults who were allowed to see him were close family members-mainly Masaki's half brother, Kaien.

He pulled her to the side one day and said

"Masaki you can't keep that boy locked away from the rest of society, what you are doing to him is no better than if he were to live inside the gates of Zan."

Masaki knew Kaien was right and so she did the only thing a woman in her position could do.

Two weeks before Ichigo turned 6, Masaki walked out the door of her cozy little home and returned to the gates of Zan-

Split seconds before the sea swallowed her whole she breathed a sigh of relief-she could finally rest, knowing that her Ichigo would turn out just fine.

()()()

"Your mother was an amazing woman. One of the most beautiful and strongest I've ever known."

"What happened to her?"

"She drowned, son."

"Drowned?

"Yes but you'll see her again one day."

Big cinnamon and coffee colored eyes looked at his father in awe. "Really?"

"Mm hmm, the bond between a mother and child outlasts even death."

()()()

"I wanna learn to fight!"

Kurosaki Isshin practically choked on his cup of coffee when these words came out of his 8-year-old son's mouth.

"Fight? Why would you want to do something like that? Fighting is boring." Isshin laughed stupidly, further exaggerating his normal persona as the idiot father.

"No it's not. Uncle Kaien fights and he said its one of the best things a guy can do and I'm a guy."

Isshin ruffled his son's unruly tangerine locks and smiled on the outside while he burned with rage on the inside.

'Damn that idiot, putting those ideas in Ichigo's head, knowing full well what will happen if-

"Something wrong?"

That was another thing about Ichigo. Some how some way his son could see through his façade.

Isshin let out a sigh. 'I knew this day would eventually come but-."

"I wanna fight! Can I can I?"

He could never say no. He promised Masaki that he would never deny their son anything.

"Yes alright you can learn to fight."

"YAY!"

"But I'm going to train you."

"You?"

"Hey I'll have you know your old man was a god of the dojo back in the day."

Ichigo laughed. "Yeah right, you're just goat face not god face."

()()()

So he agreed and showed the tangerine boy his preferred fighting method, which consisted of quick and sharp jabs, power punches and flying kicks-with a splash or two of the elegant leaps and graceful counter blocks that he had seen his lovely late wife perform a time or two.

Ichigo was a fast learner and by the time the tangerine boy reached his 13th year he mastered both of his parents moves.

Kaien appeared again and told Isshin point blank. "Ichigo has surpassed you, bring him to my dojo so he can learn to perfect and harness his abilities."

Isshin didn't like to be told what to do but Kaien's eyes, although a completely different color and shape from Masaki's sparkled with that same intensity and finality.

And so he agreed but not with out altering his son's appearance.

()()()

KON

First was the hair it would have to be bleached blond and because Ichigo's eyes were about as rare as his tangerine locks, the boy would have to wear contacts, a deep brown almost black color.

And of course he couldn't enroll his son in the dojo as 'Ichigo' so instead he would call him-

"From this moment on you are known as Kon, simple and manly sounding at the same time."

()()()

And so over the next 2 years "Kon" developed quite a name for himself, dubbed the Karakura Riser, ladies magnet by day and Sunshine fighter by night.

"Daddy is so proud of you, by the time I was your age I had fangirls lining up at my front door too."

"A 15 year old Ichigo snorted. "Right sure, anyway if Nel or Tatsuki come round tell them I'll be up in the attic."

"The attic? Again but there's an entire recreation room I built and Ichi-(SLAM) go."

()()()

Nel looked over her magazine and up at the bleached boy, her big hazel eyes shining. "I think you should grow your hair out Kon, then that way you'll look even more like a lion."

"I disagree I think he should shave it all off, the bald look is really in right now." Tatsuki commented from her spot on the carpeted floor. The black haired girl was flipping through a magazine featuring some of Karakura's top fighters.

"Why would he want to do something like that? His hair is so soft and silky and hey Kon let's play make over."

Sometimes Ichigo had to wonder how a 15-year-old girl like Nel could act so incredibly childish but then he remembered that she'd been dropped on her head more than once and-

"Hey check it out, there having a tournament at the end of the month over at that old building where Vizard Fashions used to be. Winner gets a 500-dollar shopping spree to H-

"Put that crap away Tatsuki."

"What the hell are you so sour about?"

"Yeah Kon you only eat, sleep and breathe fighting."

"I just-

"What?"

"Nothing look let's just practice."

Tatsuki smirked. "Sure you wanna eat the rug once again Sunshine?"

Ichigo stood up and crouched down into a fighting stance. "The last time was a draw but this time I'm going to win for sure!"

"Yay!" Nel jumped up and started doing cartwheels "I get to be referee."

()()()

SHIRO

When Ichigo's voice dropped, so too was the Kon persona dropped.

He couldn't bear to risk facing Nel and Tatsuki and admitting that he had lied to them for several years so he actually let out a relieved sigh when goat face repacked all his bags one day and announced that they were moving.

"You're going to love Seireitei Ichigo. I spent all of my spring breaks there. They have the best-

Ichigo tuned out whatever else Isshin was saying and instead concentrated on writing in his journal.

It was a hobby he picked up recently, nothing special, he would just write down his thoughts and things. He scratched his bleached head and frowned. He was really sick and tiered of having blond hair.

"Hey old man?"

"Yes Ichigo my number one greatest son, what can daddy dearest do for you?"

"When we get to Seireitei I can finally be myself right?"

Isshin considered the question for a minute. Ichigo would be 17 soon but-

"No. In Seireitei you shall be known as Shiro."

And with these words Ichigo's second persona was created,

Bleaching his hair and brows even lighter-giving off a powder white color.

Trading in his brown-black contacts for gold.

()()()

"I've hired a vocal coach. If you're going to be Shiro, you're going to have to learn how to change your voice range."

It all seemed really extreme not to mention dumb but it was pointless to try and argue with goat face.

()()()

"Boxing lessons?"

"You heard me. I want to box since you won't let me join the swim team I need to find some way to burn off all the calories after consuming all these damn muffins you insist on feeding me every day."

"But Ichigo, my son, my sh-

"Save it old man. If money is an issue-

"Money isn't the issue."

"Then I'll get an after school job."

"I just told you money isn't an issue."

"Then you'll let me box."

"Well I don't like it but-

"But what?"

"Look let me just make a few phone calls first and then-

"Do it in the morning. I'm going to bed."

()()()

And just like every other year previous, Isshin gave in and let his son do as he pleased-well for the most part.

()()()

"Dude Shiro, who the fuck is that creepy old guy that keeps coming to all of your matches? Is he like some kind of gay molester or something?"

Ichigo had no idea what Keigo was talking about. Nor did he care to know-well not really anyway-

He did however shove his fist right in his moronic father's face when the match was over.

The fact the left side of Ichigo's face was still numb after his heated battle with 'the reaper' didn't even really matter.

Watching blood gush from goat face's mouth was oddly satisfying.

Ichigo let out a cackle that was fitting to his 'Shiro' persona.

()()()

Birthday. It was one day out of the whole year when he could just be himself.

"Shiro where you at man, we got chicks and booze."

Or not!

()()()

Ichigo did not care about how Keigo had managed to swipe alcohol from his older sister's liquor cabinet-he did not care about how many girls the brown-haired male had brought to his birthday party. Nor did he care to know what color panties Cirucci was wearing underneath her too short to truly be considered a mini skirt.

He just wished to escape out the back door and out into garden-a favored spot of his late mother's according to many of his father's stories.

But instead he was stuck in some stupid fuckin' circle with half naked and drunk teenagers and-

"Any one wanna join me for a smoke? Gettin' too crowded in here."

Gold eyes blinked. 'Hmm what was 'the reaper' doing at his birthday party of all things."

Ichigo played with his pierced brow for a few minutes as he considered joining one of his boxing rivals-

'Well I'm not really Ichigo right now, I'm Shiro so-

"Race ya to the roof top!"

With a mad cackle all too fitting to his powdered persona, Ichigo jumped to his feet and headed for the door-

()()()

He had faced 'the reaper' in the ring at least 6 times and yet he still never caught the guy's real name.

Ichigo leaned against the ladder of the fire escape and looked out into the pitch-black night sky.

After a minute he broke the silence as he turned to his rival, "So ya got a real name underneath all that reaping persona?"

Pale iridescent eyes swept his form.

Ichigo shivered and pulled his hoodie more tightly around his body.

This wasn't the first time 'the reaper' looked at him in this manner.

Looking like he wanted to skin the flesh right from his body-

'But since I'm Shiro and not Ichigo I can't let him see that I'm a bit intimidated right now.'

"Whose asking?" A grin "I know your name ain't really Shiro, checked your ID but don't worry I won't say anything."

"Wait you checked my ID then you should already-

"You returned before I could decode it-

Ichigo let out a sigh of relief.

Whether it was because his true identity still remained a secret or because he could finally be himself he didn't know.

But he studied the figure with pale iridescent eyes before him. The reaper was tall with skin like the red dessert blending with a mocha milk shake, black hair highlighted with bright reds, reminding Ichigo of the autumn leaves when they first start changing colors, body like that of-

'Wait a minute where the h-

Ichigo shook his head.

"No name then, too bad."

"I have a name," a devilish grin "Cept not givin' it out until you give me something in return Sunshine."

Ichigo's eyes shot wide open.

The reapers grin widened.

"It is you, wait til Nel and others hear about this."

'Fuck! Goat face is gonna kill me.'

()()()

"Please you can't tell anyone, you can't I-l well what is it you want from me exactly?"

"Hmm that is a very good question what do I want from you?" the reaper advanced on Ichigo backing him up into the ladder leading towards the fire escape. "To be your first."

Brows furrowed in confusion "My first what?"

"Oi Shiroooooo what are you doing up there?"

"Yeah come on Shiro, the fireworks are about to start."

()()()

"Hey get me number 3."

"Yeah, thanks."

"Hello?"

"It's me."

"Did you find him?"

"Yeah I did and you'll never believe what else I found out."

"What else is there?"

"He's one of them."

The sound of heavy breathing. Was someone tapping into the phone lines?

"Kon? No way Kon is one of the guar(CLICK)

Kazeshini wiped the summer sweat clinging to his brow. "That was too close. Perhaps I should think before contacting her again."

()()()

(ICHIGO)

No less than 24 hours after the incident on the roof goat face was packing their bags and announced that once again they were relocating to a new place.

"We're heading to BANKAI SPRINGS for some R and R and then when fall rolls around you're heading off to college under the guise of Higo!"

()()()

Bankai Springs wasn't really a springs at all-rather it was a large fancy hotel resort filled with retired golf players and their wives.

Honestly Ichigo had no idea why goat face had chosen such a place for a hideout-there was not a single young person around other than himself and the hotel managers' son, Kira Izuru.

There was nothing wrong with Izuru per se-the guy was nice and all it was just-

"Higo-kun would it be too much trouble to put your things away? I realize you are on vacation but you are not a child so I don't see why you should hav-

"I'll get it later, there's no rush," Ichigo responded lazily as he continued to sit on one of the couches in the hotel's lobby. He rubbed the bridge of his nose before pushing the glasses back up onto his face.

Goat face had taken it one step further this time. He didn't just change his hair color-no that wasn't nearly enough-Higo had to wear glasses (they were cute but totally pointless since Ichigo had perfect vision) and scarves, long colorful scarves. His role was the stuffy spoiled rich brat.

"I beg to differ, there is a rush and could you kindly pay attention to me when I am speaking to you?"

"Stop being such a nag Kira, we're practically the same age cool your jets."

The male with pale blond hair crossed his arms and glared at Ichigo. "I am not a nag."

Ichigo snorted. "Do you even hear yourself right now? I mean why aren't you off with your girlfriend on a date or something?"

"Why aren't you?"

There were several ways Ichigo could answer this but he couldn't risk blowing his cover so he simply shrugged and said, "None of them interest me at the moment."

Kira raised a thin blond brow. It was pretty obvious that it was natural since the guy's lashes were also the same shade of blond.

Ichigo pondered what the other male's back round might be a time or two but never came out and asked because then he'd have to tell his own story and yeah, couldn't have that.

"What?"

"Oh nothing, nothing at all." A small smirk (which was most out of character from what Ichigo had gathered of the other guy's personality so far) "Just admiring your scarf."

"My scarf? What the hell does what I'm wearing have to do with anything? It's just a scarf."

(Izuru)

Izuru shook his head. Poor Higo-kun was either completely oblivious or in denial. While he didn't pity the younger male he felt he should offer him a tip or two on how to come to terms with what would surely be a somewhat difficult time in life.

He had over heard Higo-kun and Isshin-san the other morning and found out that the black haired brat with orange-framed glasses would be attending Hogyoku University. Which as irony or not so-irony would have it, was the very same college that Izuru himself went to.

Should he take it upon himself and guide Higo-kun?

'Yes I think I will.'

Mind made up Izuru shrugged off his blazer and grabbed the key's to one of the hotel/clubs cars. "Come on Higo-kun I'm going to show you what I like to do during my off hours."

()()()

(Ichigo)

It was a little strange that the blond had suddenly changed his tune but Ichigo felt no reason to complain. If he had to spend another minute in this boring resort he'd probably develop cabin fever. So he followed the blond out the door and into the afternoon sunlight

()()()

Much to his annoyance Kira's idea of fun was taking him on a sight seeing tour.

"And here we have the town's shopping center, I never go in there unless I absolutely have to but since you seem to have a fondness for soft and vibrantly colored material things, perhaps we should park and go inside?"

Ichigo said nothing. His mind was elsewhere-well not exactly-more like he was trying to figure out what it was about his scarf that seemed to catch the attention of so many.

Izuru hadn't been the only one. Before goat face had dragged him to Bankai Springs, Ichigo recalled that along the way in many of the resting stops and dining areas several heads had turned.

He had been so tempted to fling the fucking piece of silk away from him and release his Shiro persona but it probably wouldn't have been wise to cause a riot and wind up behind bars when goat face was trying so desperately to keep his true identity a secret.

'That's another thing that idiot has yet to properly explain to me. What the hell is the point of all the disguises anyway? And how does it have anything to do with my mother?'

()()()

(Izuru)

Higo-kun was biting on his bottom lip again. Perfect set of pearly whites gnawing into a peach tinted mouth.

'He really should stop doing that. If he doesn't-well who knows what kind of attention he'll attract.'

Almost as if the gods were taunting him simply because they could at that moment Izuru slammed on the gas when he noticed that a group of older men ranging between the age group of late 30's to mid 40's had caught sight of him and Higo-kun.

Their eyes had said it all.

'Daddy like.' And 'Daddy want.' And 'Daddy will have!'

"Fuckin perverts," he heard Higo snarl under his breath just then.

Part of Izuru was amused but another part of him had been a little surprised.

"You noticed those men Higo-kun?"

"Stop calling me Higo-kun!" A snort "And hell yeah I noticed those sick geriatric bastards, you should pull the fuck over so I can get out and kick their asses!"

"Well they weren't that old but-

"That's not the fucking point!" Higo snarled just then and this time Izuru did laugh.

()()()

(Ichigo)

"So seafood okay with you Higo-k-er or do you want something else?"

"Seafood is fine. Where are we anyway?"

An hour or two had passed since the incident with the 'uncles'

"We're in Peacock Territory."

Ichigo raised a brow at that. "What?"

()()()

When Kira said they were in Peacock Territory this was the last the thing that Ichigo expected to see.

"Cross-dressers?"

"They prefer the term feathered beauties."

Well Ichigo certainly wouldn't argue with that.

The cross-dressers or feathered beauties were very nice to look at with their soft skin and perfectly threaded brows. One, who he presumed must be the main star or the ring leader even went so far as to string colorful feathers into his brow. His voice carried a melodious tune to it.

But still what did any of this have to do with seafood or eating unless-

"Is this the restaurant?"

Kira shook his head. "No this is just a detour of sorts. I actually have to talk to Yumichika-san about something, you just wait here."

()()()

Fall had finally come and unfortunately for Ichigo it seemed that goat face was suddenly changing his mind.

The older man was clinging to his leg from the ground and wailing-well not wailing per se-but

"No, Ichigo don't walk out those doors! What can you possibly learn from college anyways? It's completely pointless, I've taught you everything you need to know and-ouch!"

Ichigo didn't mean to be violent with his moronic caregiver really he didn't but-goat face was being ridiculous-even more so than normal-

Giving the man another swift kick the orange haired male threw open the door-only to have Isshin grab onto his leg again-

Yes that was another thing Ichigo had decided to go completely against goat face wishes and wash the dye out of his hair. He was tiered of hiding.

To keep the man somewhat happy he left the glasses on.

Cinnamon and coffee colored eyes rolled "I'll be back during the holidays. Now get off me!"

()()

In the end goat face followed after him and insisted on lying out in the middle of the street shouting

"At least let me drive you there, make sure everything is as it should be."

'Right as if people won't think I'm weird enough, now he insists on playing my chaperone.'

Ichigo was about to turn the ignition when a soft voice reached his ears just then.

It wasn't the first time Ichigo had heard the voice-there had been one other occasion, last summer, just a week after his birthday.

Let him come along. You know he'll just further embarrass you if you don't.

The voice made Ichigo feel warm and secure-like a blanket, only better. He often wondered in his own private thoughts if it was his mother speaking to him from beyond death.

With a sigh, Ichigo rolled down the window and called out to his old man. "Fine, hurry up and get inside or I'll change my mind and run you over."

()()()

Bad idea. Really bad idea because the whole way there Isshin thought it would be fun to recount the days of his college years-going on and on about all the tail he chased-

"They couldn't get enough of me. It wasn't easy being as popular as I was and juggling all those women a first," a laugh" that was long before I met your mother of course!"

Or brag about being in one of the top fraternities around the world.

"Ah I tell you son, rush week is a real eye opening experience. Be prepared for anything because when they come for you, they come for you!"

And his rivals…

"He has a son just about your age actually but they are not very close. The most annoying thing about Ishida Ryuken is that condescending tone of his, god I just wanted to punch him in the face. Many times I did," A grin, "Then he'd retaliate by pressing on this one spot on my body that would make me go completely numb. I still shudder thinking about it every now and then."

A brief moment of silence and then-

"Technically he noticed your mother before I did but it didn't stop me from sweeping in and claiming her."

If it had been a red light, Ichigo would've hit the moronic goat just then. "Asshole! Don't talk about her as though she's some kind of fuckin' prize!"

()()()

Isshin smiled fondly. The boy was so much like his mother.

"Now remember when you get there you are Kuro Higo, son of Kuro Isshi. You enjoy poetry and are extremely allergic to broccoli. Keep your pants on at all times except for when you are in the bathroom and even then, be sure to keep em close by. Don't let anyone and I mean anyone pressure you into doing something you don't want to do. If you should decide to lose the big V, always use protection. As much as daddy would love to have some grandchildren it's too son for a b-URGH!"

()()()

Ichigo ignored his throbbing hand. Hitting his father had been worth it.

'Honestly when will he learn?'

()()()

"Ah and now you're bleeding, my poor son! Better pull over so daddy can take a look and properly tend to your wounds."

"Shut the help up! It's not even serious."

()()()

It was late in the afternoon when the car pulled up to the campus. Ichigo adjusted his glasses and pulled his scarf more tightly around his neck. "Well this is it."

"Wait! One more thing!"

With out much warning Isshin practically jumped on the youth and came at him with a spray can.

Ichigo started coughing violently.

"Fuck! What is that shit? What are you doing?"

"It's Pink-On."

An orange brow was raised. "Pink ON?"

"Mm hmm 24 hour spray on hair dye."

"This is ridiculous. I thought I told you that I was tiered of dying my hair every damn year." Ichigo glanced at his reflection in the mirror "Great I look like a GD strawberry milk shake."

"Stop frowning, it's for your own good and besides your Higo remember?"

Ichigo rolled his eyes "Whatever." And stepped out of the car. "Might as well make yourself useful and get my bags."

"Of course my wonderful son and if you'd like daddy can accompany you to your dorm room as well that can be ar—

Ichigo sent a swift kick to the man's face just then.

"Don't even think about it. Just take my bags to the front entrance I can take care of the rest."

Isshin frowned at his son as he cradled his bruised cheek "Why are you always so mean to daddy dearest."

A dyed brow twitched violently. "Because daddy dearest is embarrassing me," Ichigo hissed through clenched teeth.

"Embarrassing you how? I don't see any one around oh-!"

"Yeah oh, fuck I swear I can't take you anywhere. Why can't you just be normal for once?"

Ichigo usually wasn't one to care about the opinions of others but if he was going to be attending this university for the next 4 years-he didn't want to come off as a complete and total reject.

When he noticed a group of jocks had stopped their soccer game in order to stare at him and his lousy excuse of a father he wished he had a hat or hood so he could shield his face from their view.

()()()

In a café just a few feet away from the campus, two not quite friends not quite enemies got up from their seats and quickly reached a decision noticing the pink haired prep in the parking lot.

'He's not from around here, that much is obvious. Better give him a warm and friendly welcome.'

()()()

BLUE ABS

Hogyoku University was a lot larger than Ichigo had been expecting not to mention-

White walls with red doors and, marble white floors, several grand staircases and glass elevators

Ichigo never had a problem with navigating and it would take him one, two days tops to memorize the layout of the university.

He'd left goat face back in the entrance lobby and set off in search of his dorm room.

()()()

"Six hundred and sixty, six hundred and sixty one, six hundred and sixty-two, six-hundred and sixty three-

Ichigo hadn't meant to stop and stare but in his defense the guy's natural rasp grunting growls of his work out routine and the abs themselves?

If Ichigo himself did 600 plus crunches a day he'd probably have a perfect six-pack as well…

The sight of all that natural sweat running down the guys body and into his shorts-more sweat dripping from electric and sky blue locks-

"Well now who do we have here?"

The guy was in his personal space now.

Smelling like nicotine, menthol and winter with the briefest whiff of salt water taffy-

Ichigo mentally kicked himself for thinking these kind of thoughts-

The time on the roof with 'the reaper' was one thing but this-

"I know the cat hasn't got your tongue because I haven't even pounced yet."

Brows furrowed.

'Did he just refer to himself as a cat?'

Well…taking in more of the guy's appearance Ichigo noted the slightly pointed ears-the sharp lines of his cheeks, jaw and chin all appeared to have a rather a-

"So are you my new roommate?"

Ichigo had to stop and remember that he was supposed to be Higo right now. "Uh oh um I didn't mean to interrupt your work out routine I just-

()()()

(Grimmjow)

Normally he didn't like the idea of someone interrupting his work out routine but-

'Mm I've always had a weakness for the brainy-types.'

Hair, a pretty pink color, bringing to mind the image of a perfectly puckered anus. Eyes, the color was difficult to pinpoint but they were just as pretty, even though the guy had attempted to hide them behind chunky orange-framed glasses. Looking almost too cute in his oxford dress shirt, tight slacks and silk scarf.

()()()

(Ichigo)

Ichigo swallowed hard.

It was that stare again.

"Listen uh anyway I'm looking for the Hollow Hall."

The one that Ichigo now dubbed as 'Blue Abs' grinned, "You're in it!"

"Huh?"

"Well part of it anyway. What year are you in?"

"Fir-

"Ah Higo-kun there you are. Ah and I see you dyed your hair. Anyway come along the Dean wishes to have a few words with you."

Ichigo turned.

"Kira what are you doing here?"

The blond scratched the back of his head and laughed sheepishly. "Oh I forgot to tell you I'm in my second year here at Hogyoku University."

Ichigo watched as the blond narrowed his pale blue eyes at the 'BLUE Abs' own electric blue ones.

"Did you need something Grimmjow-kun?"

Blue Abs or Grimmjow as he was now known snarled at the blond. "Don't fucking call me Grimmjow-kun you twink!"

Ichigo raised a brow. Well that was uh-yeah so apparently Kira and this Grimmjow character didn't like each other all that much.

Kira rolled his eyes and tugged Ichigo's arm. "Come along Higo-kun, the Dean doesn't like to be kept waiting."

But Ichigo didn't want to leave. He'd much rather-

The scent of nicotine, menthol and taffy assaulted his senses once more as Grimmjow yanked him away from Kira.

()()()

The guy's electric blue eyes swept over him-and then Ichigo found himself rather breathless as lips captured his own.

He wasn't really sure what he should do.

Pulling away would probably be the wisest thing but-

"Ahem Higo-kun we really need to-

Right uh he was Higo-

Somewhat reluctantly Ichigo pulled away from Grimmjow.

Persona back in place.

"Uh see you around Grimmjow-san."

()()()

DEAN AIZEN

The man had yet to turn around. The only thing Ichigo could make out were coiffed hair, a fancy suit and Italian loafers.

"Have a seat Ichigo-kun."

A smooth baritone.

Ichigo's eyes shot open wide. "Did you just call m-?"

The chair swiveled around.

The dean was younger than Ichigo had been expecting. Entrancing deep brown eyes, symmetric nose, mouth like smooth co-

"Calm yourself Ichigo-kun. Your secret is safe with me," dark eyes glittered "On one condition."

A raised brow. "What condition?"

"That you fight for me."

Ichigo wasn't an idiot but he didn't understand what the man was talking about. "What do you mean?"

()()()

A stack of folders filled with old photos of both his parents and himself.

He couldn't remember much about his mother aside from the fact that she was very beautiful-

But now as he gazed upon the photos that were spread out across Dean Aizen's desk-Ichigo took it back for beautiful wasn't nearly a good enough word to describe the goddess that was his mother. Still how did this man-?

"Don't be alarmed I'm not threatening to harm your family or rather what's left of it, I am simply showing you that your secret can remain a secret or-

"Look I don't get what this is all about but could you kindly get the hell on with what ever it is you want me to do?"

"My, my what a temper."

Ichigo glared at the man and tapped his foot. "I'm waiting."

Dean Aizen tucked one hand under his chin. "Kon, Shiro, Higo, personas you've developed to hide your identity."

The way the man was speaking now was as though he was reading items off a grocery list.

"Your point is?"

"My point Ichigo-kun is that you enjoy fighting so instead of wasting your time sitting around I want you to fight for me," a pause "You shall become 'Cero's' newest member, the Triple Faced Tangerine."

"And if I don't?"

A smirk. "Trust me you'll want to become a part of Cero, it's the only way you'll be able to survive."

"Cero? Is that some sort of secret fighting club or something?"

"Something like that, yes."

"Why me?"

"Why not you?"

A sigh. "Fine when do I start?"

"Don't make it sound like it's punishment Ichigo-kun, I am offering you an opportunity of a lifetime here."

"So what you're telling me is the University is all just an illusion."

"Not at all. You will be expected to show up to class each day for knowledge is one of man's greatest weapons."

"And at night I'll be this grand tangerino or whatever?"

"The Triple Faced Tangerine-my triple-faced-tangerine."

Ichigo's brows disappeared into his hairline just then.

'Surely he can't mean-?'

"My office hours are 6 in the morning to 5 in the evening. If you have any questions or perhaps would like for me to assist you as you go through another transformation during your time here, please do not hesitate to ask."

"Uh are y-?"

"You may go Higo-kun."

()()()

(Nnoitra and Kenpachi)

They had it all planned out. They would corner the pink haired prep. See if he was truly worth all the attention that the rest of the campus seemed to be dishing out.

But every time Kenpachi or Nnoitra would set off to execute said plan someone or something always got in the way.

In Kenpachi's case he couldn't escape…

"Ken-Ken, come out come out where ever you are!"

A large elephant charging down the halls

No not an elephant just one seriously over obsessed chick

The sing-song squeak of one champagne/ginger blonde with knock out jugs.

"There you are!"

Kenpachi thought quickly and hid inside one of the empty classrooms while Nnoitra blocked the door with several desks.

Not that it would stop the woman.

"Oh honestly Ken-Ken a few desks and a door can't escape our love."

"Find something new to be obsessed over Rangiku. Just because I accompanied you to your cousin's wedding does not mean I wish to have anything further to do with you."

/Why the hell I agreed in the first place I'll never know.'

Nnoitra cackled at the scene knowing full well how much it would piss the other black haired-male off.

()()()

He was still laughing about it an hour later..

'At least I don't have to worry about things like-

"NNOITRA-SAMA!"

This time it was Kenpachi's turn to laugh as a blur of sandy blond and white came running down the hall "NNOITRA-SAMA!"

Nnoitra cursed and stubbed out his cigarette.

Like he gave two fucks about whether or not he was allowed to smoke on campus grounds.

The blur of sandy blond and white was now on top of him. 'NNOITRA-SAMA!" the shorter male figure called out again and clung to him like a fuckin' over hyper chimp in a zoo.

Nnoitra none too lightly pushed the clinging boy off of him.

"Fuck-off Tesla!"

"But Nnoitra-sama I-

"You bore me. Now fuck off!"

Neither Nnoitra, nor Kenpachi stopped and consoled the little bastard when he started bawling like a newborn baby.

For fuck sakes this was college after all. Grow the fuck up!

()()()

When the Coyote Sleeps

…

"Damn you go away!" Ichigo hissed

He wasn't talking to anyone since it was late in the night and everyone was asleep…no he was

'Only touch your manhood when you are emptying your bladder. If you touch at any other time, the snatchers will appear and you my son will wake up and discover that you are suddenly dickless. Not that daddy would have a problem with having a baby girl but-

'I don't want to be a girl so stop talking about it because I'll never ever touch it unless I'm going to the bathroom!'

Ichigo snorted at the memory…

For as stupid as his father acted, the man wasn't entirely useless.

He glared down at the tent in his pajamas. "Okay so I can't touch you then what should I do?"

()()

(STARRK)

Across the room in the other bed, smoke and storm gray eyes watched the strange conversation between a boy and his pajamas.

()()()

(Ichigo)

"I'll just take a look at it. Maybe its not what I think it is maybe its some kind of bug bite?"

()()O

(STARRK)

And now the boy was shoving away his covers and climbing out of bed.

'What are you up to?'

Starrk continued to watch as the figure moved towards the window and-

'Whipping it out in the dead of night with only the shimmering moon for a light? It's a bit strange but I suppose one doesn't need to be able to see properly in order to jack off-still why is he?'

()()()

Ichigo felt nervous which was stupid because his roommate was sleeping and according to Kira, the Coyote could sleep through an earthquake.

Still he couldn't shake the feeling that some one or something was watching him-

He tried to ignore it and focus on the task at hand.

()()()

(Starrk)

His roommate's behavior became even stranger.

'Why does he look like he's having some sort of internal battle with himself?'

()()()

(Ichigo)

It was red and swollen and there seemed to be some sort of liquid oozing out of it

Ichigo cursed inwardly.

'Fuck me now on top of everything else I seemed to have been attacked by some sort of vicious (SQUEAK)

'Okay bugs is one thing at least I can kill them but if there's a m-(SQUEAK!)

Ichigo shook his head. This is stupid. Honestly what the hell was wrong with him? Acting like a big baby and freakin out over noises.

He reached a hand out and just let it hover over his throbbing man hood.

'I'm not going to touch it I'm not going to touc-'

"I see the Grantz twins are up to their old tricks again."

Ichigo, naturally was startled at the new voice.

It was sort of a lazy drawl, not bad sounding.

But-

"What the hell is wrong with you? Sneaking up on a guy like that?"

A low chuckle.

And then soft lips were at his ear. "Why are you hesitating?"

()()()

(Starkk)

Starrk was not a pervert. It was not in his nature to creep up on someone let alone hit on that person when they were half exposed.

But there was something about that shorter male that stirred his somewhat more wolfish tendencies.

()()()

(Ichigo)

As if Ichigo wasn't freaking out enough now he had to worry about a real life

"Get away from me you penis snatcher!"

He reached for his pants ready to pull them back up only to be stopped by a set of larger hands.

()()()

(Starrk)

Starrk raised a brow.

Of all things he certainly hadn't been expecting that sort of reaction.

And penis snatcher?

What in Hades?

'I think the best thing I can do for him right now is put his worries to rest.'

()()()

(Ichigo)

"Why me? Why do these things always happen to me?"

His roommate wasn't really doing anything. He had simply rested his hands on top of Ichigo, halting his movements.

"Easy now, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone has been a victim to the Grantz brothers infamous teas."

Ichigo felt like the world's biggest moron. Of course the fuckin' tea had been laced with something.

'That's why I'm feelin' like this but that still doesn't explain this guy!'

"Um can you please just stop touching me?"

The hands remained where they were.

Higo Persona be damned.

"Let go of me you fuckin' freak or I swear I'll kick your ass!"

()()()

(Starrk)

Thrashing and snarling. It seemed his new roommate had a bit of a temper.

'Cute. Very cute.'

"Easy, getting all flustered will only make matters worse."

()()()

(Ichigo)

"I'm not flustered!"

The guy started rubbing his shoulders and Ichigo was surely turning brighter than a damn fire hydrant.

"Anger won't help either."

'What the fuck? Is he freakin' nuzzling my neck with his nose now?'

()()()

(Kenpachi and Nnoitra)

"Wake the fuck up! Aizen expects us to report to his office before the sun rises."

School was officially back in session for there was no other time when Kenpachi's alarm clock would be the sounds of his screeching roommate.

"Pipe down Nnoitra unless you wanna wake every single occupant in this shitty little apartment."

"Like I give two shits. It's just the same cluster of fuckin' losers like it's been for the past 2 years. Nnoitra pulled on a yellow and black striped hoodie before lacing up his shoes and continuing his little morning rant. "I don't even know why I bother to show up to half of the matches when I could be out doing more constructive things with my time."

Kenpachi let out a snort and grabbed his towel, hair comb and boxer shorts before shuffling towards the shared bathroom inside said shitty apartment.

Although truthfully the apartment complex wasn't shitty or little. It more closely resembled a ritzy condo that one might see in a place like Las Vegas or something. For Dean Aizen took special care of all of his prized fighters.

But Zaraki Kenpachi and Nnoitra Jiruga didn't give a shit about things like that. Because neither black haired male had ever been early risers.

()()()

(Ichigo)

He'd really rather not think about how he wound up in his roommates bed.

Really rather not think about how natural it felt to have a larger body spooning him from behind.

'At least he was descent enough to leave his own pants on but still what the hell came over me last night?'

()()()

(Starrk)

Starrk let out a lazy yawn as he opened his eyes to a new day.

'And what a pleasant view indeed.'

He still hadn't learned his roommate's name so for now he would simply call him the 'Pajama boy'

The Pajama boy had a lovely back. Color like a ripened peach, smooth, hairless and shapely like his cute behind.

Oh Starrk had been so unbelievably tempted to bite said behind last night but he fought down the animal and instead focused on bringing his 'Pajama Boy' to the wonderful white paradise.

()()()

(Kenpachi and Nnoitra)

Dean Aizen and his round the clock meetings- a time when all of all his prized fighters would gather round his office and join him for tea.

No not just tea, imported tea.

Kenpachi himself never touched the tea. He'd grab a croissant or two, take a few bites and throw the rest in the trash. Then he'd stand in the back of the room with his arms crossed and wait for the man to get on with his little meeting.

And while Nnoitra didn't care much for tea either (he preferred freshly brewed Columbian coffee) he'd normally gulp down a cup or two. Then he'd knock whoever was every occupying the most comfortable chair in the room to the side and plop his own ass in it.

()()()

(AIZEN)

Deep brown eyes studied all of the occupants in the room.

A pleased smile. 'Good all of my children are here.'

Aizen took a few sips from his teacup and then stood up in order to address all of his best fighters.

And yes they were the best. Because he had hand picked them.

"I have asked all of you here this morning because as we head into a new year I have a few important announcements to make."

All eyes were on the Dean.

'As it should be.'

"The first announcement: Young Wonderweiss will no longer be with us for he has found that fighting first blood matches are against his religion."

There were a few coughs and yawns.

'Just as I expected.'

"The second announcement: Kariya Jin has retired from his position as an art teacher. His replacement will be Urahara Kisuke."

A few murmurs.

'Hmm and here I was expecting to hear some voices of complaint since that man departed so abruptly.'

"The third and final announcement: You've heard his name whispered among some of the world's greatest athletes, he's been spotted in various cities and towns but no one has ever discovered his true identity. Until now: That's right the 5th Guardian is here amongst us."

Murmurs, groans, sighs, squeals of excitement and-

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN HE'S HERE?"

'Jiruga and his colorful language. Also expected.'

Aizen took another sip from his cup.

"SILENCE!"

The group (minus two) rose from their respected seats and bowed.

"Forgive us Aizen-sama."

Aizen laughed. "All is forgiven my children. You may sit."

()()()

(Kenpachi and Nnoitra)

Kenpachi had since tuned out whatever else Dean Aizen had to say.

His mind was only on one thing now.

Tracking down the 5th Guardian and challenging him to a fight.

He glanced at Nnoitra and could tell that the taller dark haired male was having similar thoughts.

Without a warning or word Nnoitra left Aizen's office.

He'd heard all he needed to know.

()()()

(Ichigo)

Ichigo was not a paranoid individual-no really he wasn't but he was beginning to think that Kira was stalking him.

Everywhere he went there the older blond was.

"Ah Higo-kun why don't you join me for breakfast? I'd like to introduce you to my friends."

Ichigo was the kind of guy who liked to eat when it was time to eat and talk when it was time to talk. He did not enjoy doing both at the same time.

'Ah but I'm not Ichigo, I'm Higo again. Last night was a little too close for comfort. I gotta be careful around that Coyote, if I relaxed any more I would've ru-

"Watch your step Higo-kun, that one is a bit faulty."

()()()

"Honsho Chizuru, Hisagi Shuhei, Madarame Ikkaku, Hinamori Momo, and you already met Ayasegawa Yumichika, guys this is Kuro Higo, he's considering joining the drama department."

"Well actually Kira I never actually-

A flash of blue-familiar electric blue pushed the blond none to gently to the side and grinned at Ichigo.

"Why hello there I was wonderin' when I'd be seeing you again."

()()()

It was the left over side affects from the tea.

It had to be the left over side affects from the tea because there was no way Ichigo would've let Grimmjow pull him away from the breakfast table and into one of the empty classrooms for a little tonsil hockey.

It had started innocently enough.

When 'Blue Abs' had said something along the lines of

"I'm from Canada so naturally I enjoy anything hockey related."

It was truly ridiculous and if Ichigo had really taken a moment to stop and think about it he wouldn't have-

"So I didn't catch your name last time since I was too busy drooling over your beauty."

If Ichigo could be himself at that moment he would've kicked Grimmjow but as it was-

"The name is Higo. And I'm not beautiful I'm a guy just like you."

"Like me huh?" Electric blue eyes grew dark and Grimmjow grinned. "Wanna prove it?"

()()()

It was the middle of the week when Ichigo received a note from Dean Aizen.

He was to report to the man's office at 5 o clock on the dot. And from there together they would head down to the underground fighting club.

'Really though you'd think he would have picked a location out side the campus instead of right beneath it. Still-

Ichigo cracked his knuckles

'I am looking forward to a good warm up.'

()()()

Inside the gates of Zan…

"The spirits are growing restless perhaps it would be wise to send the 4 guardians to find the tangerine child sooner rather than later."

()()()

(Ichigo)

The familiar sound of quick footsteps…

Ichigo turned. "Ah Kira what's up?"

The pale blond eyed him strangely for a minute and then shook his head.

"Are you busy at the moment Higo-kun?"

"Nah just finished up my last class of the day actually. Why?"

"Good come with me!"

()()()

Ichigo did not appreciate being dragged down the hall like a damn doll but since he was supposed to be Higo right now he had to keep his temper under control.

"Uh Kira where are you taking me to exactly?"

"I want you to meet someone."

Ichigo raised a brow. "Who?"

"You'll know soon enough."

()()()

Kira continued to drag him through hallway before finally screeching to a stop.

"This is it."

"It's a door."

"Of course it's a door."

Ichigo wracked his brain. "I don't get it why did you bring me to a door?"

Kira laughed. "You're quite a funny guy when you want to be Higo-kun, it's not the door but what's behind the door that matters."

"Would you stop calling me that already? It's becoming really annoying."

The blond cocked his head to the side. "I don't understand it is your name isn't it."

"Er yeah sure I mean but what I meant was the honorifics, its completely unnecessary."

"Sure its necessary and I'm actually surprised to hear those words come out of your mouth I mean after all you are the son of Ku-

"Whatever. Just open the door."

"I just don't know what to make of you Higo-kun. One minute you're throwing colorful insults and glares around and then next you're-

"I'm a human. I'm allowed to have more than one face aren't I?"

Kira looked thoughtful for a moment. "Yes I suppose you are."

One minute. Two minutes. Three minutes. Four minutes. Five minutes passed.

"Well aren't you gonna open the door?"

()()()

(Izuru)

He hadn't meant to space out but once again he had found himself drawn to Higo-kun's mouth.

The shape, the color, the texture.

'I suppose I could find out for myself.'

Izuru shook his head.

'Perhaps some other time. Yes I have a whole year to taste Higo-kun if I should desire to do so. Right now I need to stay focused. The request, right the request.'

"Um Higo-kun before we go inside I would like to ask you a question. You are free to decline but I would really appreciate it if you-

"Oh for fuck sakes just spit it out Kira!"

Pale blues eyes watched those perfect lips spit out curses.

Izuru gave himself another mental kick

'Stop. You're not a teenager anymore. You can keep your lustful desires in check. Just breathe and-

"Izuru-kun you know how I hate it when you hover out side the door. Please come in and tell whoever is with you to wipe the scowl off his face."

()()()

(Ichigo)

Ichigo did not recognize the voice on the other side of the door.

He frowned.

'I don't get it. How can see me my scowl through a wooden door? How could he possibly know that there were two people standing outside his-who is that guy?'

()()()

A Striped hat, a robe and clogs.

'This guy has got to be one of the strangest professors I have ever seen.'

Shadowy gray eyes swept over him.

Ichigo groaned inwardly. 'Another one? God why me?'

"Let's get right to it Higo-kun."

He was afraid to ask

"Get right to what?"

Kira and the professor in the hat and clogs shared a look before answering. "You're perfect!"

Ichigo furrowed his brows. "Perfect for what?"

"The perfect model."

"Excuse me?"

"Ah ha ha yes and that, the reddened cheeks just the thing we need to make sure the lesson is grander than grand."

Why the fuck was this guy talking about?

What lesson?

And modeling for what exactly?

Ichigo wouldn't find out the answer until Friday.

()()()

Wave Empress

"The rules are simple. The first one to draw blood is the winner."

()()()

Once he got over the initial shock that underneath a long cloak and hood there was a female, Ichigo shifted into the appropriate fighting stance and then charged.

It wasn't a matter of if he could win.

It wasn't a matter of arrogance.

Ichigo knew he would win.

Still he was not stupid. It was pretty clear that his opponent hadn't unleashed all of her cards yet.

()()()

The woman's speed alone was something that few could match.

And her blows were…

'It is almost as though I am a ship and she is a shark. The power behind her punches-if I didn't counter that last blow she'd probably have dislocated my shoulder. Still everyone has a blind spot I just need to find hers-there!'

()()()

"Winner, Triple Faced Tangerine."

Ichigo never felt quite right about putting his hands on a woman-it wasn't even a matter if he should-it was the right thing to do.

Check on his opponent. 'The Wave Empress' they had called her.

"Are you okay?"

Poison green eyes studied him. It was almost as though the woman was trying to reach a decision or confirm something about him.

From what Ichigo could gather 'The Wave Empress' didn't seem like the kind of woman who would appreciate being touched but he couldn't just leave her sitting there cradling her ankle.

So he picked her up and carried her down to the nurse's office.

()()()

(Kenpachi and Nnoitra)

They hadn't expected much from some newbie who went by a stupid code name like 'Triple Faced Tangerine.'

There was nothing particularly impressive about the figure in the striped mask, t-shirt, cut off pants and orange and white fingerless gloves.

Hell the guy barely gave off an aura.

Let alone ignited that spark in natural fighters like Kenpachi and Nnoitra.

But then they saw him move and things changed.

The 'Tangerine' didn't have one particular fighting style. It wasn't structured but wild and chaotic. And still there was a certain kind of beauty in all of it.

'And its only a bonus that the Tangerine happens to have such an edible looking ass.' thought Nnoitra.

Kenpachi's own inner thoughts mirrored his roommates. 'Getting him to submit will only be half of the fun.'

()()()

"You needn't hover over me anymore, boy. I appreciate your concern but it is not necessary.

Ichigo frowned.

Just as he had suspected the blond woman was a stubborn individual.

And not very friendly.

"At least let me stay until the nurse comes in."

The 'Wave Empress' rolled her poison greens before turning her back to him. "Do as you wish."

So Ichigo pulled up a chair and sat there in silence.

It was half past 10 when the nurse finally entered the wing.

She did not seem surprised at all to see a patient lying on the bed.

In fact she didn't react much at all.

Simply turned to Ichigo and said. "Your presence is no longer needed. Now go!"

Ichigo wanted to protest but when the nurse narrowed her aquamarine colored eyes at him and despite her 5'6 stature, he shrunk back a little and then quickly high tailed it to the exit door.

()()()

He hadn't expected Dean Aizen to be waiting outside the door.

'Bastard. What the hell does he want now?'

()()()

"You did very well for your first match. Just as I knew you would but truthfully it shouldn't have taken you so long to draw blood from her. Why did you hesitate?"

Ichigo glared at the man with over coiffed hair.

"It has nothing to do with hesitating or some such shit. I refuse to strike my opponent from behind. When I fight I fight on equal ground. No exceptions."

Deep brown eyes glittered. "I see."

Every time the man spoke Ichigo wished to punch him.

But refrained.

'I do not wish to have any more blood on my hands then is necessary.'

"I'm tiered so if you are done with your stupid lecture or whatever I'd like to return to my dorm."

"Of course." Aizen stepped to the side so Ichigo could pass.

"Pleasant dreams Ichigo-kun."

Ichigo shuddered.

()()()

The following morning at the breakfast table…

"Long night Higo-kun? You look positively exhausted."

The lie slipped off Ichigo's lips as smooth as butter. "Yeah late night studying does that to a guy you know." He offered the blond a small smile. "Luckily for me I have no classes today so I can totally catch up on some much needed R and R."

"But not for the whole day right?"

Why oh why did this sound like-?

"Did you need something Kira?"

"Well not need so much as I would like for you to come to our dress rehearsal and you know just get a feel for the drama club, see what we do and possibly maybe join?"

Ichigo did not enjoy letting others down but-

"Listen Kira the drama department, putting on plays and what not it's not really my scene."

Pale blue eyes danced. "How can you say that for sure if you haven't tried it?"

"I have no interest in acting."

"No but you like poetry and some of the greatest plays are written in a poetic style-

Ichigo groaned inwardly.

'I knew I should've slept in longer'

"Alright what time does it start?"

"Around 1 o' clock but you can come earlier if you like?"

()()()

But Ichigo never made it to the drama hall

"Come it's time for your next match Higo-chan."

The guy had a fox like face and ruby red eyes. He'd only seen him once or twice.

"A match? In the middle of the day?"

()()()

Yes a match in the middle of the day.

But this one wasn't about drawing first blood it was about-

"Testing your reflexes."

"My reflexes?"

()()()

His opponent didn't appear to be particularly strong or fast but-

But the blows he dealt-

'It's almost like I'm trapped in some sort of overgrown forest and he himself is some wild ivy plant. His attacks seem easy enough to dodge but just when I think I'm gaining some ground he does something unexpected and shoves his butt in my face which is a bit strange in it self but there must be something more to it.

()()()

(Nnoitra and Kenpachi)

Much like the previous night…

Nnoitra and Kenpachi were watching the 'Tangerine's' early morning fight from the side lines.

And Nnoitra was growing irritated.

"This is ridiculous. How can he be struggling against someone like Andro-boy?"

Kenpachi snorted. "Maybe he's just making all of us think that he's having a difficult time keeping up with the 'Ivy Prince'."

"Yeah well he'd better hurry the hell up and win this or else I'll-

"Nnoitra, you will get your chance to fight the 'Tangerine' so stop acting like a spoiled brat."

"What the fuck are you doing here Halibel? Shouldn't you still be lying there in that hospital bed licking your wounds?"

The woman with poison green eyes ignored him as she turned to Kenpachi.

"How's he doing?"

Kenpachi didn't think much of Halibel. While he didn't hate the blonde woman he didn't particularly care for her much either.

The way she spoke to him at times made him feel as though she could see right through him and he didn't like that.

"The Tangerine will win this match, it's coming to a close. Luppi doesn't stand a chance."

"How the hell can you possibly know that?"

Kenpachi didn't bother giving Nnoitra an answer.

He'd much rather focus his energy on the 'Tangerine's' legs-he couldn't quite put his finger on it yet but he was drawn to the knees in particular.

()()()

Once the match ended Ichigo did not wait around he headed for the exit door and made his way back to his dorm room.

'Probably should shower but fuck it I'll take one later.'

()()()

Unfortunately the nap never happened either-

()()()

'The Coyote and Blue Abs?-fuck me!'

()()()

He really had no one to blame but himself.

"The decision is yours Higo. You either can choose me or him."

'What the hell? What is with this ultimatum crap? I mean I know I've made out with Grimm a few times and I let Starrk jerk me off late in the night on more than one occasion but I'm not looking for some sort of relationship or anything.'

A pause

'Then what am I doing exactly? I'm coming to terms with the fact that enjoy being cornered and touched like that but I don't want to give them the wrong idea and-

"Don't think so hard on it. The answer will come to you."

'Easy for you to say-I mean both of you are standing in my room (never mind that Starrk sleeps here too) half naked with noticeable tents in your pants and-

"Easy now, there's no pressure here."

"Nope no pressure at all. We're just having fun or rather we would be having fun if you'd-

"Shh you're not helping."

"Who the fuck are you to order me to do anything?"

Smoke and Electric orbs clashed.

'Well at least the attention is off me now-'

Ichigo let out a sigh.

'Still I think it would be best if I left.'

()()()

(Nnoitra and Kenpachi)

Every time they attempted to follow the 'Tangerine' their plans would be thwarted.

"This is fuckin ridiculous. The place ain't that big and there's only so many places he can hide."

"Maybe he's not hiding at all."

"Meaning?"

"I mean and this is just a theory, there's nothing official but maybe the Tangerine and the 5th guardian are the same guy."

Sometimes Kenpachi's insight and 'theories' impressed even Nnoitra himself. And there was very little that could impress Nnoitra.

"Heh you might be on to something there, the only question now is how do we confirm it?"

()()()

FRISKING FRIDAY!

Nnoitra and Kenpachi had been focusing so much of their attention on trying to uncover the identity of the 'Tangerine' that they had almost completely forgotten about the pink haired prep with an equally delectable looking little ass.

And then it happened.

()()()

Professor Urahara was fuckin weird. Probably a fuckin' hippie-for how else could one explain the man's clothing attire.

And the smell of the classroom-

It didn't take a genius to figure out that it was marijuana.

A half-baked professor teaching a group of aspiring young artists.

Nnoitra didn't care much for art but he figured it was an easy course and so he showed up for class.

And Kenpachi couldn't draw a straight line to save his life but it was either art class or scientology and since he really didn't give two shits about what was considered religion or non-religion, art it was.

()()()

(Ichigo)

Ichigo really should've have figured it all out when both blondes had handed him a simple robe and matching slippers and then ordered him to strip down.

"The important thing to remember is: The human body is art in and of itself. By shielding our bodies from the eyes of our fellow man we are shielding away a part of ourselves. Take a moment to breathe and then walk into the classroom when you are ready."

Sure Ichigo had heard about this kind of thing.

Posing in the nude on top of some stool while a group of 15 or 20 pairs of eyes studied and then tried to recreate the image of the model on their canvas or paper or whatever.

'How the hell do I always get suckered into these kind of scenarios.'

In the back of his mind he knew that it was probably quite stupid to be so nervous about showing off his body to complete strangers.

'I mean we're all adults here. I doubt any of them would try anything funny or-

There was a knock on the door.

"Higo-kun are you almost ready?"

'No. Not really but I don't have a choice in the matter do I?'

"Yeah I'm on my way out now."

()()()

Who ever originally said the words 'Just picture them in their underwear and you'll forget about your own nakedness' or however the stupid saying went was a fucking liar.

Because it did not help in the least.

Some how it only made Ichigo feel twice as exposed.

'I've been snuggling with the Coyote for several nights, I shouldn't feel so damn-'

"Yeah baby take it all off!"

There was always that one individual. Sometimes called the class clown or the Grade A Jack Ass.

There was always that-

"Don't be shy now."

Make that Uber Perverted Chick!

"Settle down Risa-chan. Don't give me a reason to kick you out of the class."

Ichigo would almost take the hat and clogs professor seriously if the man wasn't wearing an equally perverted grin on his face and talking in that same sing song tone.

()()()

(Nnoitra)

He didn't give a fuck if it was technically illegal or unethical or inappropriate he was less than 2 minutes away from grabbing the sexy little bitch pink-haired prep posed on the stool and fucking him right in front of the entire classroom.

In the back of his mind Nnoitra noticed that there seemed to be something familiar about pink haired prep's hands. The clenching of the fists in particular struck a cord in him.

'I wonder.'

()()()

(Kenpachi)

The 'model' appeared to be pretty miserable.

Kenpachi wished to wipe the look off the younger male's face.

Wished to turn that frown/scowl upside down.

'There are quite a few ways in which I can make this happen but first.'

"Sensei?"

"Yes Kenpachi-kun?"

"The kid looks like he's gonna pass out, perhaps I should take him down to the nurse?

Professor hat and clogs looked thoughtful for a moment.

()()()

(Ichigo)

He had no idea who it was that was suddenly coming to his rescue but he would be sure to thank them just as soon as he was able to retrieve his clothes.

()()()

(Nnoitra)

Nnoitra was fucking pissed.

'How dare that bastard move in on my pet with out consulting me first!'

()()()

(Ichigo)

He hadn't even gotten his pants properly zipped when-

A beast, a wild beast is what the guy reminded him of.

Ripped all over, not just his abs and biceps like Grimmjow, this guy is a Grade A Muscle man-his grip alone was enough to make wince Ichigo a bit.

And there's no way in hell he's really a college student-well over 6 feet and-

"Hey! What the hell? Put me down!"

'I'm Higo so I should be-

"There's no need for you to carry me I can walk just fine Beast-san."

'That's a little better.'

His 'captor' laughed and then proceeded to drag him down the halls, down several flights of stairs and out into the sunlight.

()()()

(Kenpachi)

Kenpachi did not head for the apartment complex, nor did he head for woods-no places like that were far too obvious. Instead he made his way towards the parking lot.

Continuing to laugh as the pink haired figure thrashed in his hold.

()()()

(Ichigo)

What a fuckin' limo was doing in a campus parking lot Ichigo did not know nor did he really but-

Well at least his wild haired captor had been thoughtful enough to lay him down on soft leather seats.

'I'm supposed to be Higo right now so shouting for help would probably be my best bet but-

A wide beast like grin was the only warning Ichigo received before his captor was ripping off his pants and boxers in one fell swoop.

()()()

(Kenpachi)

While Nnoitra had been salivating all over his blank canvas and dry humping his desk-Kenpachi had been studying the model more closely.

The small barely noticeable scar on the left knee had been the tip off. He was 98 percent sure and right now his main goal was to confirm it.

The moment he tore the shorter male's pants off and saw the trimmed nest of soft tangerine curls his grin widened.

()()()

(Ichigo)

Ichigo was growing really sick and tiered of being looked at as though he were some piece of meat.

He was growing really sick and tiered of-

"Hey what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

'Wait! That wasn't very Higo-ish-let's try that again.'

"Um could you please stop tou-

Large hands had taken hold of his soft member and were slowly coaxing the organ to life.

'Warm. Warmer than the Coyote's hands. Warmer than-

Ichigo put his fist in his mouth in order to silence the pathetic whines and moans that were threatening to slip out.

He couldn't decide if he should lean into the touch or back away from it.

'Curse my body. Curse my wretched, wretched body!'

"And here I was expecting you to put up more of a fight."

Tempting as it was to scream 'fuck you' or some other colorful string of insults at the wild haired pervert-Ichigo continued to bite his fist in order to muffle the full on howling sounds he was making now.

'Why fight it? I know this is what I want so might as well enjoy it.'

()()()

(Kenpachi)

While it was true that he might have forgotten about the original game plan-Kenpachi no longer cared.

For the 'Tangerine' his tangerine was glassy eyed, flush faced and thrashing mess.

Simply bringing the youth to the edge wasn't nearly enough-he wanted more and he would HAVE more!

()()()

(Nnoitra)

Bastard tried to be slick and pull a fast one but Nnoitra was no fool-he knew exactly where his spiky haired not quite friend/not quite enemy had dragged the pretty pink tangerine.

'Can't believe it didn't come to me a lot sooner. The height, the hands, the ass-I should've realized it since the very first moment I set sights on him.'

A wide grin split across his face.

'The question now is should I wait around for the match and beat him into submission or should I sample a lil' taste now and smack him around a bit afterwards? Hmm decisions, decisions.'

"NNOITRA-SAMA!"

Fucking Tesla again.

'One of these days I swear I'll fuckin' stab him.'

Nnoitra quickened his pace.

There was no way in hell he was going to let Kenpachi have all the fun!

()()()

(Ichigo)

Letting the beast jack him off was one thing

'Letting him give me a blow job is something else entirely. I won't let him do it. I mean I don't even know his name yet-let alone where his mouth has been.'

As a wide mouth neared closer and closer to his manhood-Ichigo reached a decision

"The human mouth is not sanitary, please let me go!"

When the beast just laughed and was now only less than an inch away from his manhood he officially pissed all attempts of keeping his Higo persona out the window.

The guy had only pinned the upper half of his body, his lower half was free-which meant Ichigo could-

()()()

(Kenpachi)

Kenpachi's excitement grew tenfold as the lithe toned body underneath started squirming again-

And the look on the Tangerine's face-he couldn't tell if it was one of fear or disgust-although he doubted it was disgust since the younger male was still rock hard.

He was quite impressed that the Tangerine had held off this long-sure that he would've exploded in his hands-

'It won't be long now. The moment I put my mouth around him he'll-

()()()

(Ichigo)

Years and years of training had helped prepare Ichigo for just about anything.

It was all a matter of leverage-getting the guy on top of him to slip up-reveal a weak point-for everyone had a weak point.

The spine was not an area that he usually targeted but it was his best bet right now.

He could dig his heel into the beasts spine, distract the guy long enough to shift out from under him and bring his legs up and-

()()()

(Kenpachi)

Kenpachi certainly hadn't been expected the Tangerine to kick him in the face with stocking feet.

He certainly hadn't expected the Tangerine to loosen himself enough in order to hit him in the first place.

He wiped at his mouth and was a bit disappointed to find it dry.

On the plus side-he received a lovely view of the tangerine's ass.

It was perfectly pink and-

He saw another kick flying towards his face and dodged it.

()()()

(Ichigo)

A little blood never hurt him before and right now Ichigo's main goal was to escape the beast.

Putting his fist through the window was the quickest escape route he could think of at the moment.

He didn't think about the pain or the fact that he technically wrecked a limo that quite possibly could belong to the beast himself-or perhaps Dean Aizen-or some other wealthy bastard here on campus.

He didn't worry about his pants-simply snatched his boxers and then just went for it-!

()()()

(Kenpachi)

Kenpachi considered chasing after the tangerine but opted to let the guy flee

'There will be plenty of opportunities to finish what I started.'

He leaned back in the leather seat and counted down the remaining minutes that it would take for Nnoitra to show up.

()()()

(Nnoitra)

To say that Nnoitra was disappointed to come upon the scene and notice his would be pet had already fled would be a major fuckin' understatement.

He had half a mind to drag Kenpachi out of the vehicle by his spiky hair and just start an all out all brawl-after all it had been far too long since he had last tasted blood-

"What the fuck do you mean you let him leave?"

Kenpachi snorted. "He hasn't gone far. You can run after him if you like but I'd rather sit around and wait until the next match."

Nnoitra snarled at Kenpachi. "The hell you are sticking your big over grown nose in my match!"

Kenpachi threw his head back and laughed.

()()()

(ICHIGO)

Ichigo wasn't sure what had possessed him to go to Dean Aizen but

'He did say come to him for anything.'

()()()

But the Dean wasn't alone so this meant Ichigo would have to chose his words wisely.

"Um I apologize for pestering you sir but there is something I'd like to discuss with you."

Perhaps it was Ichigo's imagination but he could've sworn the bastard's eyes darkened just then. "Why of course Higo-kun, we can discuss what ever it is that ails you over a cup of tea."

()()()

(Nnoitra and Kenpachi)

Later that night…

Nnoitra was in the process of folding his laundry (shh don't tell!) when Kenpachi came waltzing in…

He didn't even turn to the spiky haired male as he asked

"What the fuck does Aizen want from us now?"

Kenpachi removed his bed sheets from the dryer before mirroring Nnoitra's actions in folding (seriously don't tell!) and then answered

"Ichimaru didn't say. Just delivered the message and left."

Nnoitra rolled his mismatched eyes and pulled a clean red hoodie over his head.

()()()

(Aizen)

He couldn't scold Zaraki and Jiruga in the same manner that he scolded the rest of his children.

Since both of the younger males were a great deal bigger than him-in terms of both height and weight.

No Aizen had to use a different method with these two.

"Higo-kun has asked for protection. While I cannot guarantee him this, I can postpone the inevitable for at least a short time. You are hereby suspended from the next two matches. Get out of my sight."

()()()

Kenpachi and Nnoitra did not fear Aizen.

But they were wary of his undefined power and the bastard had an insane amount of power.

Black mail mainly-well that was how they had wound up under his perfectly polished loafers to begin with.

They did not know how-but Aizen knew about them-knew their secrets-knew of their pasts-and if they took it too far he could ruin them.

And everything they held dear.

For Kenpachi it was his tiny half sister Yachiru. The young girl was allergic to sunlight.

"The choice is yours. The girl can continue live her life shut up in a house with closed window drapes or she can go to Cricket Isle and be treated by a man who understands a lot about light or lack there of."

Kenpachi would do anything for Yachiru and so he had agreed. And Aizen, despite being a bastard had kept true to his words. And 2 years later, here in the present his sister could sit out in the sunlight for a few minutes.

As for Nnoitra

"You need a transplant but as I understand it you are having some financial difficulties right now. I know a man who will perform the surgery for free however I'll warn you now that should you agree you'll have to adapt to having mismatched eyes. The choice is yours."

Nnoitra had never been a good-looking child and when he entered his early teen years he was long and gangly-by the time he arrived on the grounds of Hogyoku college, he had adapted to his freakish look-having mismatched eyes was just the icing on the cake.

And so he had agreed.

Looking back on it perhaps he would've been better off with out it because then at least that way he never would've been indebted to Aizen.

He snorted at the thought.

'Like I give a fuckin shit. What's in the past is in the past.'

()()()

So they were barred from the Tangerine's next match.

No matter they would just corner him afterwards

()()()

'But why wait until next week-I'll just give him a little friendly visit now' thought Nnoitra

Kenpachi knew where Nnoitra was headed but instead of following he set off down the opposite corridor.

He had something else that he wished to take care of.

()()()

(Ichigo)

Agreeing to a late night study session with Kira and his friends seemed harmless enough.

'I probably should hit the books since I barely scraped by on that last history quiz.'

While Ichigo would never be a genius he wasn't a complete dunce either. And he knew he could do much better than a lousy 70 percent.

'Besides I really don't feel like giving Grimmjow and Starrk my answer tonight.'

"Sure Kira. Where do you guys usually meet?"

"The northern library on the second floor right past the music room."

()()()

(Nnoitra)

"Now let's see if I was a pink tangerine where would I spend my free time?"

The weight room? Nah doesn't seem like the type. The pool? Hmm it would certainly explain his sexy shoulder blades but-

Nnoitra wasn't a clumsy individual so on the rare occasion when he crashed into someone they were the ones at fault-not him.

"Watch where you're fuckin' goin' Jiruga!"

Nnoitra snarled at the familiar blue head of one Grimmjow Jeagerjaques-his former rival.

"Out and about during the late hours pussy cat? Catch a whiff of something good didya?"

"Not that it's any of your fuckin business but I'm on my way to meet someone."

"Ain't that sweet. Kitty has found himself a new home."

Grimmjow knocked into Nnoitra's shoulder. "Fuck you!"

Nnoitra cackled and called after the puss "Nah thanks the sight of a hairy blue ass like yours makes my balls shrink!"

'Now then where is my pretty tangerine pet hiding out at?'

()()()

(Ichigo)

When Ichigo entered the library he spotted Kira and his friends sitting at one of the tables in the back.

He adjusted the strap on his backpack and made his way over to the group.

()()()

"Ah Higo-kun you came, I'm so glad!"

Quite with out warning Kira came around and pulled Ichigo into a hug.

When Ichigo didn't return the hug, the blond let go and cleared his throat.

"Anyway let's get started shall we?"

()()()

Nothing unusual or exciting happened while Ichigo was in the library-well minus the foot that brushed against his ankle every now and then-but on the way out…

()()()

It was so pathetically cliché that Nnoitra almost wanted to forget his little greeting and just go ahead and pounce but these kinds of things took a certain amount of flair.

He grabbed the Tangerine and then dragged him to an enclosed corner shelf in the back of the room.

()()()

Slammed up against a hard surface. Well now how many times had this happened to Ichigo? He was beginning to lose count.

The guy had grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head.

Before pressing his lanky and wiry muscled body against Ichigo's own.

()()()

Long, thin fingers traced the lines and curves on his face.

Stopping at his mouth and brushing his thumb against Ichigo's bottom lip and then giving it a slight tug.

Blowing cinnamon and mint scented breath in his face.

And then he spoke.

"Loved your little display inside the class room pet and your little heroic act the other night was something I won't soon forget."

Ichigo furrowed his bleached brows.

"What are you talking about?"

The guy snickered. "Heard it through the grapevine that you're the Triple Faced Tangerine."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

More snickering. "Lying doesn't suit you pet."

"I'm not-!"

"Shh I have a better use for that mouth of yours."

'Why oh why don't I like the sound of that?'

()()()

Being gentle wasn't in Nnoitra's nature. But he was going to try to be gentle for his new pink tangerine pet.

Right hand still pinning the youth against the shelf Nnoitra used his left to unzip his fly.

"Now nice and easy pet I want you to get down on your knees wrap that mouth of yours around my cock."

"Um I'd really rather not if that's alright with you."

"Don't get smart with me pet, get down and suck!"

()()()

Ichigo considered his options.

'I could comply with his demands or I could try and bargain with him.'

"I've got a better idea if you'll hear me out?"

One dark gray eye and one bright purple eye looked at him. "What did you have in mind pet?"

"A match. First blood. If I win you let me go and we'll forget this happened and if you win I'll-

Ichigo bit back a moan as his current captor grinded against him. "Yes pet?"

"I'll let you do whatever you want to do to me."

()()()

Nnoitra grinned.

'My how generous my pink tangerine is.'

"Are you sure about this pet?"

The Tangerine didn't look sure about anything but he nodded.

()()()

"We can't fight right here in the middle of the library and no one is allowed in the underground stadium at this time of night so we'll take it to the rooftops."

"Fine with me."

()()()

(Ichigo)

It was a cool night but the wind felt good as it brushed against his face.

Agreeing to fight a guy on top of the roof probably wasn't the smartest decision he had ever made-especially since he hadn't seen the guy fight before-he didn't know what to expect

'Still I'm not going to be subjected to becoming his little bitch if I can help it!'

()()()

If Aizen caught word of what Nnoitra was about to do he'd be in deep shit.

Still-his mismatched orbs swept the Tangerine's perfect ass once more.

'The risk is worth it!'

()()()

"Ready?"

"Not so fast pet. I have a few ground rules first."

"Like what?"

"No scratching or hair pulling, we're not chicks so there is no excuse for cat fights!"

"And?"

"Don't go thinking that you can distract me with your girly hips because once I'm in battle mode, nothing can pull me out of it-a grin-besides the taste of blood pouring out of your lithe little body."

Ichigo glared. "Thanks for the tip. Name?"

"Nnoitra but you will call me master once I have you right where I want you."

()()()

(Kenpachi)

He couldn't explain what it was-one moment he was lying on top of his covers and ready to fall asleep and then next-he was bolting out of bed and racing out the door-

A fight was happening-how he knew this he honestly couldn't say-but something in his gut was telling him to head for the rooftops.

()()()

His pet was better than he could have imagined.

With every blow Nnoitra had dealt out, the tangerine would return the blow with a counter strike.

His was light and quick on his feet.

And even managed to catch Nnoitra off guard a time or two.

The tangerine didn't dance around or just dodge the oncoming attacks-rather he taunted his opponent, eyes dancing, slight smirk on his lips.

As if to say 'Come and get me.'

Nnoitra couldn't recall ever having so much fun fighting-

Normally he'd release his inner sadist but it didn't seem necessary when he was facing off against the tangerine.

Rather it had become more like a game.

He still planned to make his pet bleed but-

"If you keep spacing out like that I'm going to win."

()()()

Ichigo didn't really know what had come over him.

But he had quickly forgotten about what he was fighting for and just let him self get lost in the moment.

He unleashed a lil' bit of his Shiro persona as he delivered a high upper cut to his opponent's face-

()()()

Ichigo turned his head to the side and spat on the roof top while Nnoitra spat his own blood off of the roof top.

It had happened so quickly that neither man could determine who it was that had spilled the blood first

When cinnamon and coffee colored eyes met one gray and purple they shared a grin.

It didn't matter.

Because the real fun was starting now!

()()()

There was blood dripping from his head, from his mouth, from his chest and arms but Ichigo didn't care.

Because his opponent was an equally bloody mess-long white pant legs were now stained with crimson and he had a bloody gash underneath his dark eye, mouth swollen from the previous blow

()()()

His pet was full on snarling now as he charged for him-

'Can't wait for him to bring this to the bedroom.'

Then all of a sudden a loud screeching sound reached his ears-

Followed by a flapping noise-

()()()

Nnoitra seen many things but the sight being presented to him now-

'I'm hallucinating. There's no way there's a fuckin' crimson phoenix hovering in the sky right now.'

It was pitch dark and yet when the crimson phoenix appeared the sky-it was almost as though a great flame had lit it up-

His pink tangerine had ceased all movements as well and was now gazing up at the crimson phoenix with wide eyes-a dawning look of realization on his face-

'What the fuck is going on? Does that bird belong to him or-?'

()()()

When Kenpachi reached the top of the roof he stumbled at bit at the sight being played out before him.

A large crimson bird had Nnoitra clutched in its sharp talons, dangling him upside down like a piece of live bait-

()()()

Ichigo didn't know what to do. He tried to communicate with the phoenix (certain that he knew it from somewhere) but it was pointless.

The phoenix had spotted Nnoitra and apparently decided to make the lanky man his/her next meal.

For a while Ichigo thought that he was surely dreaming for a crimson phoenix was a mythical creature it wasn't real-

But the screeching sound and the large wings seemed very real.

He tried to wrack his brain for an answer.

Something, anything but nothing came.

And then he heard that voice. Her voice. His mother's voice.

"I will not let harm come to you my son. Any and all who spill your precious blood will meet their end."

"Kaa-san is it really you?"

"Yes, it is me."

"But I don't understand why here? Why now?"

"You are in danger my Ichigo."

"In danger? Nah Nnoitra's harmless-a little perverted but harmless."

"He has inflicted pain on you. The crimson does not lie."

"What? This? Nah these are just flesh wounds, nothing a bit of bandages and ice won't fix."

()()()

Kenpachi would approach the great winged animal with caution so as not to anger it further. Then he would grab the Tangerine and together they would figure out how to rescue Nnoitra.

He couldn't help but snort.

'Feels like I've spiraled into a damn fairy tale or something.'

()()()

The call had come and she had answered.

'Just as I knew she would.'

"Genryusai-sensei?"

"Yes Nanao what is it?"

"The four guardians have-

"They have left. Yes I know."

"But isn't it too soon."

"It no longer matters. By sunrise the 5th guardian will be back where he belongs."

"Sorry to burst your over inflated ego Yama-ji but I can't let that happen."

"What? You! How the hell did you get in here?"

Isshin grinned at the old man. "Long time no see Yama-ji. You took Masaki from me, I won't let you have my son too."

()()()

Two days later…

Nnoitra hates hospitals or anything resembling a hospital.

The bed sheets are scratchy. The nurse is a bitch. The smell is nauseating.

'I can't fuckin believe this. I've been in worse fights and have walked away unscathed…a fuckin' mystical bird comes along and breaks the bones in my damn ankle.'

If it weren't for the other occupant sitting with him in the room right now Nnoitra would fucking throw something.

As it was he simply crossed his arms and listened to his tangerine pets story.

()()()

"Now let me get this straight-I already knew that you were the 5th guardian but in addition to this the creature that attacked me two nights ago is a reincarnated version of your dead mother."

"She didn't mean to attack you. I know she feels really guilty about it but when she saw all the blood-

"Are you making excuses for your psycho mother pet?"

"My name is Ichigo and she's not a psycho, she only wished to protect me."

Nnoitra's brow twitched. "Need I remind you that fighting against me was your idea Ichi-pet?"

"It's Ichigo and I haven't forgotten that Nnoitra."

Nnoitra grinned. "And are you going to keep up with your end of the bargain?

His pet did not answer right away as he moved off the chair and on to the bed.

"I'm not sure you deserve it I mean it was technically a draw."

()()()

But even as Ichigo said these words he began to crawl towards Nnoitra.

'I can't believe I'm about to go through with this.'

He continued crawling towards the taller male and didn't stop until he was at his side.

Ichigo's goal was to set a nice and steady pace. He would start off by leaning his head on Nnoitra's chest, just lay there for a few minutes and listen to the dark-haired male's steady heart- beats.

()()()

Nnoitra was glad that he had refused the stupid standard hospital gown because having his pet's head resting against his bare chest felt nice-

Ichi had soft hair. Nnoitra took a few minutes to run his fingers through the wild crown of orange.

"Cuddling huh? And here I was hoping you were going to-

"Shh!" Fingers were on his lips, silencing him.

Cinnamon and Coffee colored eyes danced. "Let's put your mouth to better use."

Nnoitra cracked a grin. His pet was throwing his words right back at him-well sort of-

()()()

Ichigo should have done it the moment Nnoitra's mismatched orbs landed on him when he stepped into the hospital wing-

'Well better late then never.'

Ichigo was no kissing expert but he hadn't received any complaints from any of his other admirers so far so he figured he was descent enough.

()()()

His pet was being quite bold-Nnoitra loved every minute of it. He wasted no time in properly devouring the tangerine's mouth with teeth and tongue-pinching that perfect bottom lip and running his mouth along each and every molar.

Nnoitra's motto was: If you're gonna sample something, sample it entirely.

Leave no edge left untouched.

()()()

Ichigo was quickly coming to find that all of his admirers had different kissing techniques-but neither was necessarily better than the one previous

'Just different. And different is good.'

()()()

Nnoitra found himself a bit disappointed when his pet started pulling away.

He was about to reach for the tangerine's arm when he was pushed back down on to the bed.

"Stay I'm not going anywhere." Ichigo grinned. "I'm just getting a bit more comfortable."

()()()

Ichigo took off his shirt and tossed it over the chair before crawling over to Nnoitra once more.

This time he made his way right for the other's male's drawstring pants. And gave it a light tug, pulling it down.

()()()

His pet's eyes had widened to a comical size.

"You're uh-wow um uh give me a minute."

()()()

Nnoitra wasn't even completely erect and Ichigo had already reached a conclusion-

'There is no way in hell I'll be able to wrap my mouth around that thing.'

It was long (probably well over 8 inches) and thick (he might not even be able to wrap a whole fist around it)

'Okay relax you can do this. You're setting the pace. Just start out slowly and-

"I can offer you a bit of advice if you'd like pet?"

"No uh I got this just um don't grab me or anything okay? It's not every day I-well technically I've never done this but-

Long arms reached around and squeezed his ass just then.

Ichigo let out an embarrassing squeak.

And then glared at Nnoitra

"That is not helping."

Nnoitra snickered. "Just trying to relax you a bit pet, you're always so tense all the time."

Ichigo frowned. "Why does everyone tell me that?"

He shook his head.

It didn't matter right now he was with Nnoitra.

'my first time performing oral service-right here goes.'

()()()

Peach pouty lips slowly peppered a trail of kisses from the base to the tip of Nnoitra's cock.

After a moment or two his pet grew a little bolder and a pink tongue darted out to lick the head-tasting a little bit of the precum.

()()()

Truthfully Ichigo wanted to kick himself.

His moves-if one could even call it that-felt sort of mechanical, practiced, not sexy at all.

'Stop thinking about it and just do it.'

So he opened his mouth as wide as he could, making sure to cover his teeth as he did so and started sucking on the head.

It seemed simple enough-a little weird and some what uncomfortable but not unpleasant

"Come on pet don't be shy, you can take more of me in your pretty mouth."

Honestly couldn't Nnoitra just let him do it his way?

Ichigo pulled off the throbbing organ and snarled at the dark haired male.

"Don't rush me I'm-mph!"

()()()

Nnoitra tried to be nice. Really he did but Ichi-pet was being beyond ridiculous.

A lovely mouth like that should be able to accept all that I have to offer.

So he lightly fisted tangerine locks and thrust more of his length inside said lovely little mouth.

He pulled out a bit when he noticed that his pet eyes were watering just a bit and apologized.

"I'm sorry about that pet. I guess you'll just have to teach me to control myself huh?"

Ichigo didn't answer (not that he could)

Nnoitra decided to shift his focus elsewhere.

'After all where's the fun in only one of us getting off?'

He slipped a hand inside the waistband of the Tangerine's shorts and gave that pretty little ass another squeeze before sneaking his index finger towards his pet's equally pretty hole.

()()()

Ichigo should've seen it coming.

Should have known that when fingers brushed against his behind Nnoitra was aiming for something in particular

But even knowing this-he wasn't quite prepared for a foreign object to go where no man has gone before-

()()()

"Don't tense up pet, just relax."

Ichigo pulled his mouth off of Nnoitra's cock

"Easy for you to say you're not the one with-

"I only have one finger in you Ichi, don't act like such a baby."

"I'm not acting like-

"Shh trust me concentrate on your task."

"Fine but go slower."

"Any slower and it'll be next week, pet."

Ichigo growled. "I don't have to do this you know you should be a-

"I do appreciate what you're doin' for me Ichigo-you have no idea now finish it!"

As Nnoitra redirected the tangerine's mouth to his cock-he introduced a second finger to his pet's tight hole.

'Almost unbelievably tight-if I don't do this properly I'll tear him.'

So some what reluctantly he separated himself from his pet.

()()()

Ichigo couldn't decide if he was relieved or disappointed.

But he let out a startled yelp when Nnoitra (sprained ankle and all) flipped their positions and pinned him to the ridiculously thin mattress.

The dark-haired male grinned down at him.

"Hmm I actually think I like this even more don't you pet?"

"Scoot over Nnoitra I wanna play with him too."

WTF?

"Kenpachi?"

()()()

(ICHIGO)

Three grown men in a tiny little hospital bed…

'There's no way in hell this can work' thought Ichigo

Apparently Kenpachi and Nnoitra were determined to prove the tangerine wrong.

Or rather this is what they had planned on doing until Starrk and Grimmjow appeared.

"What the fuck? Why the hell are all of you bastards in my hospital room?"

Nnoitra's screeching voice really wasn't all that pleasant to Ichigo's ears. But at the same time he had a point.

"Save your breath Jiruga, I had him first."

Ah Grimmjow-his Mr. Blue Abs-Ichigo still couldn't quite contain himself when he ran into the guy-

"I beg to differ Ichigo came to me of his own free will on the very first night when he arrived here."

Well Starrk was exaggerating a bit since Ichigo didn't come to him-it was more like the other way around still there was something about the Coyote-

"Who gives a shit if he came to you-he couldn't keep his eyes off me."

It was true. It was hard to focus when he fought Nnoitra on the roof. He couldn't wait to do it again.

"Yeah well if it wasn't for me he'd be lying in a puddle of his own blood."

Yes Kenpachi was technically his knight in shining gym shorts. The beast had single handedly knocked out the 4 guardians that had tried to drag Ichigo to some sort of spirit gates or whatever.

Ichigo hadn't paid much attention to the details when goat face had told him the story.

And truthfully he just didn't care.

'I feel a little guilty in a sense for constantly leading them on but I mean its only been a little over a week-what do they want from me?'

"Uh guys?"

The group turned to the tangerine haired male.

"Yes?"

"Uh well you see I'm not quite ready for the whole you know sex thing yet."

()()()

1 week later…

"Hi-I mean Ichigo-kun do you have a moment?"

"Sure Kira what's up?"

"Nothing is up exactly its just um are you seeing anyone?"

Ichigo wasn't really sure how to answer this question.

"Yes and no."

The blond blinked. "Um okay."

Ichigo scratched the back of his head. "Uh Kira don't take this the wrong way or anything but-

The blond shook his head. "Say no more Ichigo-kun. I am not a relationship wrecker. I uh best of wishes to you and all that!"

"Wait Kira you don't un-

"It's fine Ichigo-kun or I guess I should call you Ichigo, well anyway I'll see you around. Perhaps you'll swing by the drama club during one of your free periods or something?"

"Sure."

"Great. See you then."

Ichigo shook his head as the blond walked away.

'I really don't get that guy.'

()()()

"I'm a selfish bastard and I take what I want when I want it."

"Same goes for me. And I will have you pet. All of you."

Kenpachi and Nnoitra glared at one another

Neither man backed down

They shook their heads and returned their attention to the tangerine that was currently cushioned in between them.

"The pussy cat and the puppy aren't good enough for you pet."

"Think about it if they were really that into you then they'd literally be in you right now."

"Starrk and Grimmjow are just giving me some space."

Kenpachi and Nnoitra snorted in unison before glaring at each other again.

"Space? You don't need fuckin space Ichigo. You need sex!"

"Yes. And Lots Of it!"

"Look uh Kenpachi, Nnoitra I told you I'm not re-

"We'll make you ready."

Ichigo let out a groan.

"Look if you wanna try that blow job thing again fine but I'm not going to-

Lips, rough and warm, reminding Ichigo of grainy sand on the beach silenced his oncoming protest.

Ichigo moaned into the kiss.

And then fisted Kenpachi's spiky black locks in his fingers.

'Not as soft and silky as Nnoitra's but nice.'

()()()

(Nnoitra)

Although he wasn't particularly fond of the idea, this would be the first time that Nnoitra would attempt to share someone he desired with someone else.

There was a plus side though.

While his pet was being distracted by Kenpachi's mouth, Nnoitra could take the opportunity to properly prepare his pet for what was soon to come.

Last time he had attempted this things hadn't quite gone as he had hoped it would. It had started off well enough but-

'Well there's no sense in thinking about it now because this time around I have one of man and nature's greatest creations, lube.'

Nnoitra retrieved the tiny bottle from his pocket and quickly set to work

()()()

(Kenpachi)

He'd been quite patient all things considered.

Putting up with not one or two but three other men putting their grubby paws all over his tangerine.

And one of them (Nnoitra) was just as stubborn as Kenpachi himself was so there was really no other way around it.

'Doesn't matter though. Because I have Ichigo right now. Even though Nnoitra is in the room and I know what he's planning to do, Ichigo is completely focused on me right now.'

()()()

(Ichigo)

And Kenpachi was right because Ichigo was focused on him and him only.

He knew that Nnoitra hadn't left the room and was naturally curious as to what the other male was up to but at the same time wasn't all that concerned about it because it felt too damn good being as he was right now.

On his own terms once again, he had taken control of the kiss

'Although if I'm gonna be honest with myself, Kenpachi probably let me take control.'

Ichigo snorted inwardly and then pressed himself closer to the wild haired man. Distantly aware that his actions presented his ass to the air…or rather Nnoitra

Yes and even though he tried to protest to what they had planned he knew that there was a larger part of him that did want to follow through.

So he just let things play out

()()()

(Nnoitra)

If Nnoitra didn't know any better he'd say that the tangerine had purposely positioned him self that way (which was good) but at the same time the urge to spank his pet was there-

'Perhaps at a later point. Now I just want to do this-'

Nnoitra didn't rush or do things half ass. It wasn't his style. Once he had pulled his pet's pants down and around his ankles-he wasted little to no time in ripping off Ichi's briefs (which was a nice change from the usual boxers that the tangerine male tended to wear)

Flipped the cap on the bottle that was still in his hand and squeezed the lubricant into the palm of his hand.

This time because he had lube-he was going to start off right away with two fingers-

()()()

When Ichigo felt the tell tale signs of the familiar invasion he furrowed his brows and willed his body not to clamp up and just let the fingers work their way into his body.

Almost right off the bat he could tell that there was something different, he felt slicker-or rather Nnoitra's fingers did-

Ichigo felt like smirking

'Tricky bastard'

Instead he continued to focus his attention on Kenpachi-in addition to kissing him, the wild man had wrapped a large hand around Ichigo's rising erection and pumped it. Ichigo felt encouraged to do the same (even though he knew damn well that he would have to use both of his hands in order to jack off the beast.

'Which is just fine for me really.'

With this set in mind-he moved his fingers to the zipper on Kenpachi's pants and pulled out the thick organ (absentmindedly noting that the beast was slightly thicker than even Nnoitra himself.))

It dawned on Ichigo just then.

'If these bastards really expect to put these things inside my body then they damn well better to do it right.'

At these thoughts he pressed back a little against the two fingers that were still stretching his hole.

It was still uncomfortable but not unbearable.

Shortly after this a third finger started making its way in-Ichigo groaned and was very close to telling Nnoitra to fuckin' stop what he was doing but good ole' Kenpachi had recaptured his attention, moving his mouth away from Ichigo's own and clamping down on his neck, gnawing at it like an animal really but not actually breaking the skin. It was a good distraction but Ichigo needed more because he was still very much aware of the discomfort that the three fingers were giving him, so he pressed his body even closer into Kenpachi.

'It's almost like I'm subconsciously using him like a guard of some sort, my great protector.'

Ichigo couldn't decide if wincing would be better than whining-

'This is going to take some getting used to-no doubt about that.'

()()()

(Kenpachi)

He could read it from a mile away.

When Ichigo's entire body tensed up Kenpachi made it his goal to get the tangerine to relax himself once more-and perhaps he could have been a little gentler with his approach but at the same time-

'What I'm doing is necessary-distracting him with a different kind of pain so he won't stay so focused on what is happening to him from behind.'

Ichigo tasted fuckin' amazing. There was a distinct flavor that Kenpachi could pinpoint exactly but there was something sort of exotic and sweet there. And naturally Kenpachi wanted more-so once he left a lovable sized bite on the younger male's neck, he started shifting his focus to the rest of the tangerine's lithe body-making sure to pay extra special attention to peach caramel colored nipples-

And although the tangerine would probably deny it later-the evidence was now on Kenpachi's fingers, the shorter male had come right when he had closed his mouth around his left nipple.

'Ah pleasure spots-how I do love thee. And I'm going to have a freakin' ball discovering all of yours Ichigo.'

()()()

His pet was sexy when he came-first tensing up and then releasing.

And release he had-like a fuckin' porn star-there was a quite bit of the tangerine's cum everywhere-it had even gotten in the beasts hair.

Nnoitra sort of felt a little jealous just then but he quickly stamped the jealousy down for he'd be having his pet right where he wanted him very soon.

He had used the moment of his pet's orgasm to work a fourth finger into that still wonderfully tight hole.

()()()

Ichigo was not so far gone just yet that he couldn't register the pain-it wasn't a great amount but it was there-the urge to curse the bastard behind was rising up again.

He grit his teeth as a fourth finger continued making its way into the tightly confined little space.

Fingers gripped his hair

Bringing his head up.

Kenpachi wanted his attention again. Nay-demanded it!

"Focus on me. Forget about that idiot!"

Ichigo half glared at the beast. "Easy for you to urgh fuck!"

"Don't tense up pet, its almost there."

Nnoitra hadn't said anything until just then

"I'm going to kil-

Ichigo trailed off-

Something not entirely unexpected had happened just then but still it was a bit of a surprise-

Just as soon as it had come it went away

He snarled and then wanted to punch both men when they started laughing.

()()()

Okay so Nnoitra was teasing his pet but he could hardly be blamed-the tangerine was just so damn sexy when he was pissed off

'Still I can save the sadistic tendencies for a later date-its time to give my pet something nice.'

It wasn't even something to think about since Nnoitra considered himself the ruler/master of the human ass.

He would brush his fingers just over the spot and then give them a good nudge, enough to make his pet aware that yes the human prostate did in fact exist-

Then he would press a little more and add in a pinch or two for good measure-

Receiving sharp cries and moans as a reward.

And yes it was a reward-

For his pet was no weakling-getting the younger male to admit he wanted this-was a bit challenging

But not impossible

Nnoitra snickered.

'And we still haven't gotten all the way there yet.'

()()()

It was on a very rare occasion when Kenpachi felt a sense of jealousy come over him.

He knew it was stupid but-

'Damn it I wanna play with his sexy little behind too.'

Well there was no harm in multitasking

Kenpachi grinned and slowly moved a hand towards the tangerine's ass-gripping one of his fleshy perfect globes and-

()()()

Ichigo really wished the beast had just stay focused on playing with his chest instead of joining in on Nnoitra's perverted little act-

Although if he was going to be completely honest with himself he was quite enjoying all of it-especially when the fingers touched his prostate once more-

It was so damn cliché that it was almost sickeninig-but Ichigo was quickly getting to the point where he didn't care.

The pain was still there but it was a tolerable sort of pain-

'This is nothing because any minute now he's going to shove something much larger in me and-

()()()

Kenpachi may just have to spank Ichigo when this all came to a close because this was the third time that the tangerine had shot his cum in his hair.

He shouldn't care but truthfully it kind of irked him. Not that it was really Ichigo's fault but-

'I should make him lick it up later.'

()()()

Ichigo didn't have a great deal of control over his body much to his annoyance.

And it seemed the river of cum shooting from his organ was endless.

()()()

Nnoitra removed his fingers from his pet's ass and then pulled off his own pants, grabbed the bottle of lube, poured it into his palm and on his cock-making it nice and slick.

He then barked at the beast (not literally) to remove his own fingers and positioned himself at the glorious pretty pink hole.

()()()

Ichigo felt it-Nnoitra's monstrous length-it wasn't in him-more like a hovering, brushing against his anus-

He was so sure that any minute now Nnoitra would enter and send him flying forward into Kenpachi lap.

'Well perhaps not that clumsy but-'

"We're changing positions pet."

'Meaning what?' Ichigo wondered.

()()()

'There was one thing about rooming with a guy for the past 2 years' Kenpachi thought

Because all Nnoitra had to do was glance at him and Kenpachi knew what the taller male was planning.

Truthfully Kenpachi didn't know why he was agreeing since he felt that he should be the one to claim the tangerine's virginity. But he was a grown man, this wasn't some kind of fucking contest (no pun intended)

If Nnoitra wanted to be Ichigo's official first Kenpachi would not stop him.

But he damn sure wasn't all too happy about sitting back and watching.

So he climbed off the bed and walked out the door.

He'd give Nnoitra an hour or so and then he'd return and well…

'I'll fuck Ichigo all night long and until the sun comes up and even then I won't stop.'

()()()

Ichigo frowned.

Where the hell was Kenpachi going at a time like this?

There was a tongue at his ear. "Don't worry about him, pet he'll be back in awhile."

Ichigo felt like protesting but right as he opened his mouth Nnoitra gave him a hard smack on his ass.

"I told you he'd be back, now turn around and face me!"

Ichigo didn't appreciate being ordered around.

'What guy did?'

But at the same time he felt like smirking because

"Hey Nnoitra if I turn around right now will I catch you pouting."

He received another smack for his cheek.

Followed by a harsh bite on his ear lobe.

"You don't want to anger me pet, now turn."

And so with a cocky grin Ichigo complied with Nnoitra's order.

()()()

Nnoitra felt insulted and yes he was a tad bit sulky-here he was being all sweet and shit and all Ichi-pet could do was complain about the loss of Kenpachi.

'What the fuck am I? Second best?'

So he completely erased all thoughts of being the 'Sweet Lover' and resorted back to his usual style-snapping out demands and punishments-

It was almost as if his pet was enjoying toying with him.

A small part of Nnoitra was oddly amused by the idea-but the main part of him was irritated.

'No use in gettin' all fuckin' moody like some scorned bitch, I got my pet all to myself right now so I better make it fucking grand.'

"I want you to straddle me pet."

"Straddle?"

Ichi wasn't really playing clueless at this point in the game was he?

Nnoitra gave the perfect ass in his hands another harsh slap.

"Straddle me bitch!"

The tangerine glared at him. "Don't call me a bitch you bastard!"

Nnoitra grinned the time for talk was over-he lifted his pet up and slowly ( a damn snail was probably faster) lowered his pet onto his cock.

()()()

Ichigo tried to bite back the pain but even with all the prepping he still felt as though he was being stretched to an obscene amount

He was actually a bit impressed and found it rather endearing that Nnoitra was taking it nice and slow but still he felt like cursing and snarling and crying because-

"It fucking hurts."

"Listen pet if I took it any slower it would be the middle of next year."

"I don't appreciate your fucking sarcasm right now you-

"Shh your so much prettier when you don't snarl so much."

"Damn Nnoitra I swear to god I'm going to-

"Stop thinking about the pain and you won't feel it."

()()()

As Nnoitra said these words he pulled his pet down a few more inches.

He really needed to wipe that look of discomfort off his pet's face, really needed to wipe those tears in the corner of his pet's eyes-

But he also really WANTED to just get on with it and fuck his pet into oblivion.

'It's not the end of the fucking world-he'll learn to adjust to it.'

So with this final decision he grabbed the tangerine's all too perfect butt cheeks and pulled him the rest of the way down until Ichi-pet was seated in his lap.

()()()

It was official Ichigo was going to kill Nnoitra-he was going to start by ripping out the man's silky dark hair, plucking out his pretty mismatched eyes-ah fuck it he'd just snap the succulent man's neck and be done with it.

He felt like he was being tortured right now-which he knew was a bit of an exaggeration but still did Nnoitra have any idea of how much he-

"Pull out you bastard and I promise your death will be quick and virtually painless!"

Long fingers gripped Ichigo by his short hair and pulled his head down for a sweet kiss-

()()()

Yes he was trying the sweet card again-maybe because he enjoyed confusing his pet-or maybe because being with his pet inspired his more humane side-Nnoitra didn't really know nor did he really care but he figured that by kissing his pet he could get the tangerine to relax again and then finally, finally be able to move.

Not that he could complain too much since despite his looks of agony and the back and forth switch between glaring and pouting, the teary eyes shifting to murderous eyes-

'MY pet is rather violent isn't he?'

Nnoitra smirked against the mouth he was kissing.

'Ah just think I'm only 21 and I've already met my ideal match.'

()()()

20 minutes later…

Nnoitra had switched the positions once again but if Ichigo was going to be honest with him self he did prefer it this way-

Having a warm body pressed against him felt natural-better than natural-face to face-chest to chest-or well close it anyway-

As it was-

"Ready for me pet?"

"Yeah alright you can move but I swear to god if you start pounding into me I'll kill you in your sleep."

"Sure, pet sure."

He seriously couldn't decide if he wanted to kiss that damn grin off Nnoitra's face or smack it-

'Tough Call.'

On the plus side his body had adjusted pretty well-

'Considering I was practically sitting/lying there with his cock in me for the last 20 minutes-I suppose that's to be expected.'

()()()

The urge to just pound the tangerine was still there but Nnoitra pushed it aside for the moment and just continued with the slow and steady pace-being inside his pet-nothing could properly describe

'It's like my dick is wrapped up in a warm and tight cocoon.'

Or something of that nature-

()()()

Ichigo appreciated that Nnoitra kept his promise and didn't pound into him with out a care-he appreciated the back and fourth switch between slow pumps and shallow thrusting

It was only an extra-added bonus when Nnoitra grabbed his flaccid organ and pumped it back to life, eventually developing an even tempo.

"You're rather artistic you know."

()()()

Nnoitra was a bit lost in the slow grinding that it took him a few minutes to register that his pet had just said something to him.

"What's that pet?"

Ichigo shook his head "Forget it, it's not important."

Nnoitra didn't appreciate that. So he punished his pet by speeding up both his thrusts and his pumps-

And received a harsh cry, a punch in the arm and an angry snarl.

All in that order.

"Bastard."

"Well actually pet I come from a family of two mothers and I'm not even fully human."

Cinnamon and coffee eyes shot wide in surprise-whether or not it was from his comment or the orgasm, Nnoitra really couldn't say.

Nor did he really care.

"Stick around and I'll tell you about it sometime pet."

()()()

At sunrise….

"I've come to collect you Ichigo."

While this was not entirely unexpected it seemed a bit out of character and what was up with-

"Uh Kenpachi what's with the costume?"

The beast was dressed in a sailor suit with the matching hat and all-it was odd but kind of sexy at the same time-

'Hmm wonder if he'd ever be willing to fulfill my kilt fantasy.'

Ichigo found himself smirking at his inner thoughts.

'Maybe I'll ask for it on my birthday or something for now-'

Well truthfully he didn't want to leave Nnoitra's bed. It was so warm but at the same time-

"Ay Ay Captain!"

He brushed his lips against a sleeping Nnoitra's forehead and followed Kenpachi out of the bedroom-or at least that is what he wished to do it was rather challenging to-

"Hey put me dow-

"Don't even try it Ichigo. You can't even walk right now and by the time I'm done with you, you probably won't be able to walk until next month."

Kenpachi kicked open the door-which was truthfully unnecessary and carried his tangerine out of the bedroom and into the tiny kitchen.

"Forget it Kenpachi! My ass is still fuckin' sore I'm not letting you take me on such a hard surface."

Deep green-gray eyes glittered. "Tempting as that is Ichigo-I'm just grabbing a few things from the kitchen. I don't plan to fuck you in here."

Ichigo furrowed his brows. "Then where ar-?

Kenpachi set the tangerine on one of the stools and then rummaged in the refrigerator for some necessary items-mainly sour cream and cucumbers-?

On his way out the beast grabbed a large bottle of extra virgin olive oil before scooping the tangerine up once more.

Ichigo was rather impressed that the man could carry him with one arm but at the same time-

'As if I'd really expect any less.'

()()()

The roof?

Tch yeah like that was a soft surface.

"Kenpachi what the hell I don't want to have sex on the-

But the man wasn't making any attempts to remove his clothes-nor Ichigo's-rather he was shifting into a fighting stance of some sort.

The basket full of goodies from the kitchen had been set to the side.

The beast wore a wild grin-insane really and-

"Kenpachi what are y-

"Did you honestly think you could escape with out fighting me Ichigo. Come at me!"

"Kenpachi I'm not in any mood to f-

"First we fight and then we fuck. Those are the rules. Don't hold back Ichigo. Now come!"

Ichigo wasn't sure what hurt more his ass or the sides of his temples.

"Can't we do this like next week or something I mean-

"Don't make me repeat myself again Ichigo-put up your fists and fight me-

"Kenpachi I really-

Without much warning the beast charged for him-Ichigo had ducked out of the way just in time but he soon came to find that even though he did-some how some way Kenpachi had managed to nick the side of his neck-

'Brass knuckles? WTF? Isn't that a tad bit-

He caught another glimpse of the shiny weapon and ducked again.

Ichigo distanced himself from the beast a bit-hoping he could talk some sense into the man.

"Kenpachi look I really don't want t-

This time there was pain in his ear-not an extreme amount but-

"The next one will be your shoulder Ichigo. So get it together and become the fighter that I saw that night on the roof with Nnoitra.

Ichigo rolled his eyes.

'Arggg so that is what all this is about. Fuck me!'

()()()

Leave it to the beast to prepare a picnic on the roof tops.

And leave it to the beast to spread Ichigo out on the picnic blanket like he was the fucking feast.

Leave it to the beast to-

"What the fuck do you think you're doing with that cucumber Kenpachi?"

The beast smirked.

Ichigo raised his sore arms over his head and tried to back away from the beast and his evil cucumber.

Kenpachi laughed like a maniac just then.

Ichigo lifted his arms off his face and sweat dropped at the sight of-

The beast had tied an apron around his sailor pants, had a pairing knife in one hand the cucumber in the other.

"You're taking commercial cooking?"

()()()

It was fun teasing the tangerine.

While Kenpachi might consider getting kinky with food some where down the line with Ichigo-that was not his goal today.

He finished peeling and dicing the cucumber and then pressed one up to the tangerine's slightly swollen mouth.

He felt a little guilty about injuring Ichigo's pretty mouth but-

"Eat up Ichigo and then I'll eat you."

Ichigo snorted and opened his mouth.

()()()

It was corny but sweet.

And who would've guessed that a guy like Kenpachi could be such a sweet and romantic guy underneath that cavemen like appearance.

Ichigo full on grinned as the beast offered him another piece of the cucumber.

He then nipped at the palm that had presented the food to him.

Kenpachi seemed to enjoy that.

"Hungry today are you Ichigo?"

With these words the spiky haired man dropped his pants and pressed his swollen cock up to the tangerine's equally swollen mouth "Eat to your hearts content Ichigo."

()()()

And eat Ichigo did.

While it was still a bit challenging-it was kind of fun at the same time.

Ichigo was sort of challenging himself now-seeing just how much of the beasts length he could take into his mouth with out tearing at the eyes or choking-

He started off with small licks much like the first time he attempted this but then tried something a little different, swirled his tongue around the other man's engorged flesh and marveled at the taste-it was-he wasn't sure but he kind of wanted more-

'I believe that between Kenpachi and Nnoitra-they've turned me into some kind of wanton monster.'

()()()

The tangerine already had a some what of a natural skill-his efforts alone was enough to get Kenpachi off-but that sinful little peach tongue-

Kenpachi was so tempted to shove more of himself into that hot little mouth but he let tangerine continue on as he pleased-

'Besides why the fuck would I complain about something like this.'

()()()

Ichigo knew he could swallow all that Kenpachi had to offer but he kind of wanted to-

"Spray it on my body."

The beast seemed to consider the tangerine's words for all of two seconds-

"As you wish Ichigo."

()()()

The beast was worse than Ichigo himself. He had cum over and over-the tangerine was almost completely covered in cum and yet-

"You're still rock hard?"

Kenpachi grinned.

"On your knees Ichigo!"

More snapping commands.

'One of these I'm going to-

"NOW!"

'Well its not like I didn't have several opportunities to back out of this.'

So Ichigo got down on his knees and crawled on to the picnic blanket.

And waited for the beast to make his next move.

()()()

'Such a cooperative tangerine.'

"From this moment on you are to call me Captain."

He heard the tangerine snort.

"Ay Ay Captain!"

Kenpachi grinned and enveloped the tangerine from behind-just resting his chest against Ichigo's back for a few minutes. Giving those lovely nipples a few tweaks and pinches.

"Kenpachi don't do that!"

The tangerine was too damn beautiful when he whined.

The beast ignored the tangerine's protest and kissed the back of Ichigo's hair line as he gave the younger man's nipples another good squeeze or two-or three-

"Kenpa-CHI!"

Ah the sight of the tangerine's cum spilling on the blanket was a lovely sight indeed.

"Don't complain Ichigo. Cumming is good for you. You're too damn tense all the time."

With these words large hands gripped the dripping organ and jerked it hard-

The tangerine squealed and then cursed. "You bastard!"

Kenpachi ignored the cursing tangerine and grabbed the olive oil.

Okay so technically he was using one of the kitchen items-but that was only because olive oil was so much sexier than standard lube-

He parted those tasty butt cheeks with his large hands and poured half the bottle on and inside it. Still ignoring the cursing tangerine-Kenpachi inserted three fingers into the younger man's ass and marveled at both the feel and the sight-he was beyond pleased that all though it had been stretched and thoroughly fucked-it was still unbelievable warm and tight-

Ichigo whined and moaned and clawed at the blanket.

He was still sensitive and sore (as was expected) but at the same time he kind of (more like really) wanted more-

He wanted more-NEEDED MORE

()()()

It didn't even take much. Ichigo was now riding his fingers.

Kenpachi couldn't stop grinning, he added another finger and pressed hard on the tangerine's prostate-relishing in the sexy cry that tore from Ichigo's mouth.

'That was the loudest one so far. And I'm not even in him yet.'

()()()

The term 'hurts so good' was starting to make a lot of sense to Ichigo.

When Kenpachi had finally entered him-he really had felt like he'd been split or torn-but at the same time he felt almost ridiculously warm-

'And its not the fuckin' sunlight and sweat pouring off our bodies either.'

()()()

A week later…

"Really pet I could fuckin' hear you from all the way across the fuckin' campus."

"You should've seen the way his ass was shaking at one point."

Ichigo was turning a furious shade of red "BASTARDS! I can't help it if-

"Shh pet this is a good thing."

"A very good thing."

Ichigo furrowed his brows.

He looked between Kenpachi and Nnoitra.

They were in his dorm room this time.

Starrk was asleep in his own bed (much like always)

"What the hell are you to talking about?"

"Well its really quite simple pet."

"Now that you're body has adjusted, its time to move on to the next step."

"The more exciting step."

Both men looked insane at that moment, eyes growing dark with lust and perverted intent, grins wide and-

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"We're going to fuck you at the same time."

"Yep. Won't that be fun pet?"

Ichigo's brows disappeared into his hair line.

He back flipped off the bed and out the window- (where there just happened to be a convenient rope made out of bed sheets) and ran…

"YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME. NEVER!"

FIN