Ichigo's room was a huge mess. Ever since the whole winter war ordeal, he'd never had time to clean it, so now if you took a wrong turn you'd be lost in a pile of laundry or something. Rukia had gone to urahara's to escape, so Ichigo decided to stick his horny Shiro into the closet..the only clean space there was.

It'd been over an hour ago since he'd finished, but he was going o relax a little before satiating his hollow's 'hunger'.

After a while though, he couldn't think of anything but shiro and how incredibly sexy he was, so he went to the closet door.

'I'll devour your puny soul, little strawberry!, die, ichigo!' he heard shiro say menacingly.

That bastard! How could he play with his emotions, just to eat his soul? He was going to open the door and hit him upside the head with the damn desk chair!

When he did open the door a most adorable sight met him.

Shirosaki the Great, munching on a bowl of bright red fruit, with the sticky sweet strawberry juices running down his chin. He had one half-way to his mouth and was saying something about eating fruit people when he saw the non-edible (well..mostly) Ichigo.

As soon as he looked up and saw his confused looking lover standing above him, he crammed the rest of the bowl of berries in his mouth.

'mfhut fwabewwues!' he said muffled. After swallowing (and nearly choking) he repeated 'what strawberries?'

Ichigo only rolled his eyes and leaned down to lick the juices of the palw ones face. 'see? I keep tellin' ya, ya taste delicious!' he said and then captured his lips in a mind blowing kiss.

A few hours later, a timid knock on the teen's bedroom door came. 'ichi-nii, have you seen the strawberries I got? I put them in the fridge for dessert tonight!' cried an exasperated Yuzu.

'..uh..no, no of course not..' he said glaring not-so-harshly at the half-naked purring hollow half-way in his lap.

Shiro only grinned widely and kissed the side of his king's face before pulling a bowl of blueberries out of nowhere.

'..you whore..'

;P