Chapter 6-Waking Up the Devil pt 2

And you want a little company tonight, You need a little love, I can give it to you right, Be careful what you wish for, If I'm gonna drive, girl it's gonna be one hell of a ride

Wakin' up the devil, Rattlin' the cage inside of me, I miss him a little, When he gets out, we're one hell of a team, I know when I leave, He locks up and throw away the key, But his hand's on the wheel and my foot's on the pedal, Wakin' up the devil

Ichigo closed the door and pushed Starrk down on the couch; he turned and looked at his old friend with a mild glare. "So I think you have some explaining to do, Starrk. You've been avoiding me and I don't like it."

Starrk looked at the floor with a forlorn expression, "I'm sorry Ichigo, I couldn't handle it anymore."

"Handle what?"

"Being around you all the time, everyday it felt like another part of me was being shredded apart."

"Why?"

"I knew that you couldn't feel the same way about me that I did about you."

"So you assumed that you could pinpoint my feelings without even asking me? So nice to know that you can see into my head, it saves a lot of unnecessary conversation. However, with your new found ability you were still wrong."

"Ichigo you have always been straight, not once have you ever given the slightest inclination that you might lean toward the same sex. You've been with Hime for six years, although now that I think about it, that relationship might have been a huge fuckin clue that you weren't straight. There's also the woman that you were wrapped around the other day, you two were very affectionate with each other."

"Baka, I never thought about being gay before but the more I thought about it recently the more I realized that I have always been. Orihime was always a good friend and when we started dating I never felt that there was a change in our relationship. If I was straight I would have been in her pants as often as possible. And what in the blue hell are you talking about? What woman?"

"Pink hair, tall, built like Nel only slightly smaller, bubbly."

"Yachiru! Oh man you are so off base with that one! Yachiru is like a cousin or sister to me. Do you remember Kenpachi Zaraki? He worked for my dad when the club first opened almost ten years ago. That is his daughter, she's 16, and I'm not dumb enough to try to date that psycho's kid even if I was straight."

Starrk laughed at Ichigo's expression as he stood up and walked over to where the smaller man was pacing. He reached out and grabbed him around the waist effectively halting the irritated movements. "Ichigo are you trying to tell me that I was wrong and you do feel something for me?"

Ichigo stared into deep blue-grey pools losing himself for moment before he smiled and wrapped a hand around the back of the taller mans neck pulling his head down. A moment before their lips connected Ichigo whispered, "I'm saying that I love you." Starrk's breath hitched as Ichigo sealed his lips against the brunettes slightly trembling ones. The kiss was soft and tentative a brief meeting of curious mouths, both inhaling sharply at the feel of each other. Starrk couldn't believe that Ichigo was kissing him, was touching him intimately, and had confessed that he was in love with him. This felt like a dream and he was afraid that if he moved he would wake up still alone and heartbroken. "Starrk look at me," Ichigo said against his lips forcing Starrk to open his eyes and look into Ichigo's molten brown pools shining with a million emotions; lust, desire, love, apprehension, and mostly fear. Fear of rejection, fear of what he was doing, and fear of alienating who he was with.

Starrk let this lips curve into a genuine smile, "Ichigo do you know how long I have wanted to do this, how many nights I dreamed of holding you in my arms and kissing you, touching you, loving you." Starrk tightened his arms around the trim waist pulling him in closer, dipping his head to capture Ichigo's lips again, this kiss deeper but still gentle and inquisitive. Ichigo sighed against the soft mouth he had been yearning to taste; his mind was swimming under the intense feelings flooding through him. Starrk pulled back slightly his warm breath stirring across Ichigo's face, "Come over and stay with me tonight." Starrk's voice came out deeper and husky causing Ichigo to shudder with desire while stiffening in apprehension at the same time. Starrk felt the tension in Ichigo's body and moved his hand to run soothingly up and down his back, "Ichigo I want you to stay with me tonight but we don't have to do anything that you don't want to. I'll wait for you to be ready to go any further; you set the pace for this. I've waited for you for since our freshmen year I can wait awhile longer, as long as you need."

Ichigo gave Starrk a tentative smile, "Alright Starrk I'll stay with you tonight but at my place, its closer and you already have everything you need there since you crashed there all the time and my place is closer anyhow."

"Okay Ichi that sounds good to me. We should probably get back out there before we have a bunch of perverts barging in on us." Ichigo nodded and leaned up giving Starrk a chaste kiss before leading them back down to the bar. As they entered the room all eye's turned toward them.

"Oi Ichi that was fast couldn't 'ave been very satisfying!" cackled Shiro causing Ichigo to blush deep red. Starrk smirked and wrapped his arm around Ichigo's waist planting a kiss on his temple.

"Alright alright, no picking on Ichi," Starrk laughed, turning to Ichigo he smiled, "Let's have a drink then close up and head home. It's getting late and I don't know about you but I have had a very long day. I want to go to sleep."

"You lazy bastard, that's all you ever do is sleep." Smirked Grimmjow. Starrk gave his signature lazy grin and took a drink of his beer and let his eyes drift shut. Ichigo who was talking to Zangetsu watched him and gave a small chuckle, he was tired and ready to leave himself and seeing how Starrk could so easily drift off no matter where he was always dumbfounded him. Zangetsu looked at the apparently sleeping man and gave a small smile before throwing an ice cube at him his smile growing impossibly wide as Starrk's hand shot up and caught it never once opening his eyes.

"He was always one of my best students despite his obviously lazy nature," the older man chuckled turning back to Ichigo. "So am I to understand that there is something between the two of you?"

"Um, yeah kinda…." Ichigo's voice trailed off mot sure what to say.

"Hm, your father and I always wondered when you would finally realize that you were gay. And if when you finally came out if you would notice Starrk-kun's love for you."

"WHAT? You and pop talked about me being gay? How is it that everyone else in the world seems to have known that I was gay before I did?"

"That is easy Ichigo, you never allow yourself to do anything for yourself. You dated Orihime because you thought it was the right thing to do, you found out that she had been in love with you for so long and was not able to move past it that you felt guilty and asked her out. You never showed her any affection other than what a brother might show, you never held any physical desire to be with her, and you never gave her the same lingering looks that you would to the occasional good looking man that crossed your path. If you had stopped and really thought about what you wanted for yourself you would have realized it sooner."

Ichigo scowled at the man in front of him and huffed out a sigh, Zangetsu was right he realized. He looked back on his life and saw that he was always looking out for everyone but himself. That was going to change starting tonight. Turning his gaze back to the sleeping man he felt something inside him surge, it felt like a beast rattling a cage demanding to get out. A smile slowly curved Ichigo's lips and those who were looking at the man paled at the predatory expression that replaced the normal scowl. No one had ever seen such a dangerous look on the normally introverted young man's face and they all shifted their attention to the unaware Starrk still sleeping peacefully. A collective shudder when through the room and the gathered friends and family began to take their leave. Ichigo said his good-byes and made his way over to Starrk. "I know your awake Starrk get up and let's go, you're not the only one who's tired. I haven't been able to sleep either since a certain asshole decided that he should avoid me instead of talk to me."

Starrk opened his eyes and gave a sheepish smile, getting to his feet he grabbed Ichigo's hips pulling him close, "I'm sorry." He whispered, "Let's get out of here we can talk some more on the way back to your place." The two men walked out of the club locking it up and climbing into Ichigo's car.

The ride home was short the time easily filled with easy conversation between the two men that had know each other most of their lives.

"Hey Starrk, why didn't you ever act on your feelings before?"

"You were in denial and with Orihime, I never thought you belonged with her but I am not a home wrecker either. And besides I was afraid that if you ever found out you would hate me."

"I would never hate you, I couldn't. You know that I found out you were gay in 7th grade?"

"I didn't tell you until we were sophomores in high school so how did you find out?"

"I was on my way home from school on one of the days that you had detention and I got jumped by that gang that was always trying to beat me up, you know the one's I'm talking about right? Yeah well they had me cornered in the alley when all of a sudden Chad showed up out of nowhere and he helped me out of a tight spot. That was one of the first times I saw him fight. Anyhow I went back to his place to clean up a little so I wouldn't cause Karin and Yuzu to worry too much and when I was on my way home I cut through the park and saw you and that boy Aaroniero sitting by the river kissing. I was a little socked at first and took off but by the time I got home I had already figured it out. You, my best friend who was like a brother to me, were gay and obviously had known it long enough to be comfortable with kissing another guy in public. So after a somewhat sleepless night I had decided that I was mad at you for not telling me that you were gay but didn't care that you were gay. I decided that I would wait for you to tell me about it instead of saying something to you because if you had kept it from me you must have had your reasons. When you finally came out to me I had already known for four years but I still acted like it was news to me."

"Wow, I didn't think that you had the ability to keep something like that to yourself back then. I was afraid to tell you because I was afraid you would hate me. I hid my sexuality from almost everyone; Zangetsu and Uli are the only ones I told. Uli is the one who introduced me to Aaron; he invited him over one day to study then conveniently disappeared shortly after we sat down. I dated him until my freshman year and our break up was pretty nasty. I caught him cheating on me with a man named Kaien, I was hurt and Uli was the only one who knew what was going on."

"I knew you two had split up and that you were taking it pretty hard, if you remember that was the same time that I had that massive 'falling out' with my dad and came to stay with you at Zan's for a few weeks. I told pop that you needed me but were too stubborn to ask for help so I was gonna con my way in saying that we had gotten into a fight. I know Zan saw through it but he never said a damn thing, he welcomed me into his house and I spent two weeks sleeping on your floor acting even more of a fool than usual. But after two weeks you were pretty much back to yourself and I knew that you were gonna be ok."

"Those two weeks are when I fell in love with you Ichigo. I realized that what I had with you was perfect and it was what I wanted in a relationship. Then I started to see you as more than a friend and I kinda panicked a little."

"I wish you would have talked to me sooner, it might have helped me see that I was ignoring my true self. I know why you didn't but now that I know it kinda feels like we've wasted so much time dancing around each other."

"I know, I feel that same way. I wish I could go back and change things."

"I don't."

"—"

"If you changed things we wouldn't be the same people we are right now, true we could have gotten together sooner but the people we were then wouldn't still be together now. I was too angry at the world, with mom dying and the bullies; and you were still trying to find your way for yourself and Lily. I think that even though we waited this long, well you waited I wasted my time with a lie, now is the time that we were meant to find each other."

"Hm," Starrk said looking at Ichigo in fascination, "Who knew that you were a romantic?"

"Screw you."

"If you want to."

Ichigo turned bright red; he wasn't sure how to deal with this perverted side of Starrk. He had to admit though the thought of sex with the sleep brown haired man had him tingling with anticipation. He had never felt like this before, sexually drawn to another person and it had him nervous and excited all at once. "Um…"

"Sorry Ichi, I'll try to cut back on the pervertedness that I can't seem to curb when you're around. I told you I will wait as long as you want but you need to know that I have wanted you for so long that it is gonna be hard to hold back now that I can actually touch, hold, and kiss you."

"*sigh* come on let's go inside we're here. I'm hungry and tired, let's get some food and get some rest." The two men spent the next hour reheating the left over's that Yuzu insisted on sending home with Ichigo every week and talking. Even though it was almost three in the morning Ichigo's phone started ringing. Ichigo dug in his pocket giving the phone a curious scowl when he looked at the ID.

"Moshi-moshi, Hisagi-san. Why are you calling so late?" Ichigo answered.

"Late? It's only six in the evening!" the man on the other line said.

"It's three in the morning here, baka! You're in England; there is a nine hour difference in our times! What do you want? I'm tired and want to get some sleep."

"Oh shit, sorry man I forgot that I've only been here for about a month. Anyhow, Oyabun wants to talk to you. Hold for him." There was a click and then some British pop band playing on the line.

Ichigo looked at his companion and quirked an eyebrow in confusion, "The old man's callin from England." He said and Starrk gave him a shocked look.

"Ichigo-kun," came a gravelly voice across the line, "I apologize for the time, I did not think that Hisagi-san would call you immediately when I told him I wished to speak to you. I hope we did not wake you."

"No Oya-san, I was still awake. What is it that I can do for you?"

"I am sending one of the shatei to Japan to train with Zangetsu-san and I was hoping you would also teach him the proper way to operate a successful club. He is set on opening one of his own here but he is impulsive and has much to learn before I will allow him to do so."

"I will do my best to teach him what I can, but I am still learning myself."

"I have been following the success of the club since you took over, considering your lack of experience; you are doing an amazing job. I have given this a lot of thought and feel that you are the right fit for this job, you are the same age but infinitely more responsible."

"The same age? May I inquire who you are sending?"

"Kon."

"Oya-san I don't think that I am the right person to work with him, the last time we were together for more than five minutes I put him in the hospital." Starrk quirked an eye, wondering who Ichigo was talking about.

"I am aware of your history that is part of the reason why I am sending him to you; he has a healthy fear of you now. That fear will ensure he is on his best behavior. He will be arriving in Tokyo in three days, Zangetsu will be picking him up and housing him, he will call you to schedule a time to meet with you to set up a working schedule to learn about running a club. I understand that you are uncomfortable with this but as you have inherited your father's title you do not have much of a choice. I expect to hear from you once a week with an update on his progress. Are we clear?"

"Hai, I'll wait to hear from him." Ichigo hung up the phone and heaved a massive sigh of frustration. "I'm going to bed; I'm tired and starting to get a headache." Ichigo stood up and made his way down the hall toward his room, Starrk got up to go to bed as well. Ichigo turned when he got to his bedroom doorway, looking at Starrk as he opened the door to the guest room, "What are you doing?"

Starrk looked up in confusion, "Going to bed?"

"I thought you wanted to stay with me tonight? If you sleep in there it's like nothing has changed, I don't want that. I want to sleep next to you tonight and I'm not sleeping in my own guest room to do it."

Starrk let a smile slip as he pulled the door to the guest room closed again and made his way down the hall to Ichigo's open door. He stopped short upon entering as he saw Ichigo stripping out of his cloths leaving only his tight black boxer briefs on. Starrk took time to drink in the beautiful body of the man before him. Ichigo was tall and thin, but not skinny. Starrk let his eyes travel down the graceful lines of his neck across broad shoulders, down the tone arms roped with lean muscle, to his well defined chest and sculpted abs, the tight underwear did very little to conceal the impressive bulge that sat at the apex of two of the most perfect long, lean, and sexy legs he had ever seen.

"Do you like what you see? You've been staring at me for a few minutes now." Ichigo said snapping Starrk out of his reverie.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it. I never thought I'd get the chance to just be able to look at you like this, I have to admit that I really do like what I see."

Ichigo blushed but still walked over to stand in front for the slightly taller man, "Well I'm glad that you do, and now I think that I'm gonna crawl into bed. I would like you to join me but you have on far too many cloths." Ichigo said reaching up to start unbuttoning Starrk's shirt, slowly revealing the hard sculpted chest an inch at a time. Starrk let out a low moan as Ichigo's hands brushed against his bare skin as he parted the fabric of his shirt pushing it off his shoulders to puddle on the ground at his feet. Ichigo let his eyes drink in the perfectly molded torso as his hands reached for the button of his jeans only to be stopped by a firm grip.

"Ichigo," Starrk growled, "let me go to the other room and change. You don't know what you are doing to me right now."

Ichigo smirked as he leaned in closer to Starrk, "Why don't you tell me what I am doing to you."

Starrk let a low moan almost a wine, "Ichi, you have to stop before I can't. I promised that I wouldn't rush you but if you keep touching me like this I won't be able to stop myself. I've wanted you for so long and now here you are in front of me almost naked undressing me and it has me so hard I could pound a nail into concrete. So I'm asking again, let me go change in the other room. Let me calm myself before I come back in here and try to sleep next to you without molesting you."

Ichigo looked into the stormy eyes and bit his lip; Starrk's words had an unexpected effect on him. Knowing that the man was trying to keep his word and not rush him made Ichigo feel safe for some reason, knowing that he was willing to endure the pain of what was most likely going to be a nasty case of blue balls made him feel appreciated, and knowing that Starrk was trying his best to be upfront and honest no matter how embarrassing it might be made him feel respected. Above all else though, the thought of what Starrk said he was doing to him made him hard. The thought that he had this kind of effect on the man he loved made him want to keep going, made him bold, hell it made him want to let the man fuck him into the nearest surface until he couldn't walk. Ichigo let a slow smile stretch across his face as he took a step closer so only an inch separated their bodies, he watched Starrk's eyes grow wider as he gently pulled his hands free of the loose grip still holding them. Ichigo's hand came up to rest on Starrk's shoulders, slowly bringing them down to caress the smooth chest and abs. Ichigo paused as he heard Starrk's sharp inhale as his hands reached the waist of his jeans once again.

"Ichi…"

"Shh, just let me…."

"Are you sure?"

"I said shut up," Ichigo growled as he slowly began to lay wet open mouthed kisses along the strong column of neck that was presented to him, flicking his tongue out randomly and nipping every so often. Starrk could do nothing but get lost in the sensation that hot mouth was creating, he never noticed that Ichigo had undone is pants. Starrk was snapped out of his daze by the cool air hitting his overheated erection when Ichigo slid his pants down. Ichigo still kissing his way down the perfect chest pulled back with a cocked eyebrow, 'Hm so Starrk goes commando? Good to know for future reference, easy access.' Ichigo thought to himself as Starrk pulled him back up to his face using a hand fisted in the soft orange locks.

"Ichi, stop now," the brunette panted out, a look of almost desperation in his eyes mixed with pure lust.

Ichigo leaned in sealing their lips again for a brief kiss before pulling back and staring into swirling pools of steal grey, "I don't want to stop. I want to touch you, taste you, and feel every inch of you. I want you to teach me what I've been missing." As he spoke Ichigo's hands roamed Starrk's tensing body until one finally came to rest wrapped around his throbbing member.

With a feral growl Starrk's control snapped, he grabbed Ichigo lifting him by the backs of his thighs forcing the smaller man to wrap his legs around his waist, he slammed his lips into Ichigo's as he moved towards the bed. In one easy motion Ichigo was on his back with Starrk's hard body pressing down on him, the kiss never broken. As the need to breath became too much to ignore the two men's lips separated as they both gasped for air, Starrk moving to taste the skin over Ichigo's racing pulse point. His hands ghosting down until he reached the only thing separating him and Ichigo, the boxer briefs Ichigo still wore. Starrk trailed his mouth down Ichigo's body pulling off the offending underwear as he went until he came to Ichigo's very hard leaking member. Licking his lips Starrk swallowed Ichigo in one move before Ichigo could register what was happening. Ichigo's hips jerked up before Starrk could grab them and pin them to the mattress, swallowing around the large organ hitting the back of his throat Starrk began to slowly pull back, sucking hard on the up stroke before swirling his tongue around the head and tracing the pulsing vein on the down stroke. The sounds coming from Ichigo were enough to make Starrk mad with desire, reaching up he placed three fingers against Ichigo's mouth. When Ichigo didn't react Starrk pulled off of the thick member, "Get them wet Ichigo or tell me if you have lube." Ichigo pointed to his night stand blushing. With a large smile Starrk reached over and felt around inside the drawer until he pulled out a small bottle, popping the top he spread the gel over his fingers before returning to the slow torture of a blow job he had been giving. Ichigo lost himself in the sensation of the wet heat devouring him, not even feeling the long slicked finger rubbing around his tight opening until he felt the tip if it slip inside of him. The feeling wasn't bad, just strange. Starrk gave a particularly hard suck as he eased the finger the rest of the way in, slowly pulling back out before pushing in a little harder and deeper.

Ichigo squirmed at the invasion trying to get used to the feel of it, Starrk's finger never stopped moving as he searched with each thrust for something. After a minute a second finger was added causing Ichigo to wince slightly, there was no pain just a slight discomfort as he was stretched further, those fingers still questing for something. Ichigo could feel a knot forming in the pit of his stomach, pulling tighter as a searing heat burned through vein and settled in his groin; he was close so very close. "Starrk, god, Starrk I'm gonna…" Ichigo's barely coherent warning was cut off by a wave of blinding pleasure, "Oh god…..ple…Star…..MORE!" Starrk smirked as he aimed for the boys prostate again; loving the quivering mass of goo that Ichigo had turned into. Giving another hard thrust into Ichigo's spot and a strong swallow around Ichigo's pulsing erection Starrk was rewarded as Ichigo screamed out his release, milking every drop and swallowing Starrk finally added a third finger to the first two that had not relented their assault on Ichigo's prostate. Ichigo moaned as he was stretched and brought back to full hardness, reaching up to pull Starrk down into a heated kiss. "Please," Ichigo moaned into the man's mouth.

"Please what Ichigo? Tell me what you want."

"I need you, now! I want to feel you inside me, please."

Starrk slowly removed is fingers grabbing the discarded bottle and slicking his painfully erect cock. He looked into Ichigo's eyes one more time asking without words if it was really ok to keep going. Ichigo gave a slight nod and wrapped his legs around Starrk's waist. Starrk lined himself up with Ichigo's virgin entrance, "This might hurt Ichigo, but the pain will pass and I'll make sure you feel good." Ichigo nodded as he felt the tip of Starrk's large erection begin to push into him. Ichigo forced his muscles to relax making the initial entry go smoothly, once Starrk was buried to the hilt inside the hat velvety depths of his now lover he paused waiting for Ichigo to adjust. Much to his surprise Ichigo lifted his hips and tightened his legs forcing him to slip further into the willing body below him.

With a whimper Ichigo repeated the movement again, "Move damn it!"

Starrk was shocked; Ichigo had not taken any time to adjust before demanding that he move. Starrk pulled out slowly until only the head remained inside the boy before slowly pushing back in tearing moans from both men, pleasure from Starrk and frustrated pleasure from Ichigo. Ichigo felt the need to be fucked hard building in him; this slow shit wasn't cutting it. "Starrk…oh god….please…..h-harder!" Ichigo moaned out. Starrk was only too happy to oblige the breathy demand, picking up the pace as his hip slammed forward plunging him deeper into the blissful willing body of his Ichigo. Starrk set a brutal pace as Ichigo dissolved into a moaning writhing mess, his nails raking down his back causing him to bleed but he didn't care. Starrk felt his orgasm building and reached down in between their sweating bodies grasping Ichigo's neglected member and pumping it in time with his thrusts. Ichigo was in sensory overload, the hand working his dripping erection and the cock slamming into his prostate with every thrust quickly sent him plummeting over the edge as colors erupted in front of his eyes and his body jolted as his release shot between them, "STARRK!"

The sudden almost vice grip around him pulled Starrk into his own climax, with a an almost wolf like howl he came buried deep inside Ichigo as the smaller man's body milked him of everything he had. Exhausted he collapsed on top of the limp body below him, his weight resting on his forearms so he wouldn't crush Ichigo. As he regained his breathing he slowly eased himself out of his partner and rolled to the side pulling Ichigo into his arms. Ichigo moved in closer to the hard body laying his head on still heaving chest, his eye's beginning to drift shut and a smile on his face.

"You ok, Ichi?"

"Mmm, better than ok. Tired now." Came Ichigo's mumbled reply.

With a small chuckle Starrk pulled the blankets up over them, "Sleep then, we'll talk tomorrow." He lay there listening to Ichigo's breathing even out as sleep claimed him before he allowed himself to drift off as well.