Title: Because I Love You

Rating: R

Warnings: Minor sex scene and cursing.

Disclaimer: I'm sorry you all, I do not own BLEACH.

Author Note: Hi guys!! I'm finally putting this chapter up. Thanks for your patience.

I've been trying to enjoy summer before school starts back up again so that's why it's been a little while.

So this chapter….inspired when I saw my friend dress up in some Sweet Lolita and Gothic Lolita outfits.

I thought the outfits where amazing! Oh and for those of you who don't know about Gothic Lolita…Wikipedia it.

Anywho…get some 3D glasses and nachos and enjoy.

Summery: Kurosaki Ichigo age 25. Ishida Uryuu age 26. Both living together and engaged to be married. But things for them won't be so easy, they'll have to fight their way through ridicule, near fatal accidents and…Ishida's dad?

Chapter 8: Hurtful Truths

Months had passed since Uryuu had recovered from his unexpected car accident, and with each day he woke up and felt a little bit more like himself again.

"U…Uryuu can you make breakfast this morning? I'm too tired" Ichigo mumbled groggily curling up closer into the nice warm blankets. Uryuu glanced over at the Shinigami raising an eyebrow as he got some clothes ready for work. "Sure" said heading to the shower first.

After a few hours the smell of breakfast caused Ichigo to trudge into the kitchen in his pajamas. "Can I have a cup of coffee please?" he asked and Uryuu smiled handing him a cup and putting his hands in his jean pockets.

"Uhm…sweet heart…" He said sitting next to Ichigo at the kitchen table. "Lover of mine, apple of my eye..." Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Oh lord. Can this wait till AFTER I've had my coffee?" he asked. Uryuu bit his bottom lip and waited till Ichigo placed his coffee on the table before he held the Shinigami's hand into his own. "I love you" he said softly and kissed his hand lightly. "And, tell me something I don't know" Ichigo asked. The two in their current position looked as if a slave was asking his master for freedom.

"And you know I'd do anything to please you" Uryuu continued. Ichigo chocked on his coffee and laughed. "Yeah, right. Uh huh…what else?" Uryuu furrowed his eyebrows trying to think of something else more convincing.

"And I'd…even give up sex for…" he closed his eyes and took a hard swallow before he continued. "A month". Ichigo then looked at him interested in his proposition.

"For what?" he asked. "If you'd be a model for an ad…" Uryuu said. "WHY ME?" Ichigo asked hysterical. "Can't you use one of your own models?" "But…you're the most photogenic man I've ever seen, so I want to use you" Uryuu explained.

"Stop kissing ass, no I won't do it" Ichigo said standing up and getting some of the breakfast that was made.

"You know…" Uryuu said and stood up defiantly from his seat. "…I'll continue to bother you until you accept, and my offer still stands". "Can't you offer anything better then 'no sex for a month'?" Ichigo asked. "I mean, yeah that's nice my ass needs a break but, how about…a date?" he asked. "A date?" Uryuu thought to himself. "We hadn't been on one of those in a while" the Quincy said.

"Okay…we can go on a date if you agree to be my model". "And no sex for a month" Ichigo added eating the last bit of some toast.

Uryuu sighed and dropped his head. "…and no sex for a month". "Sure!" Ichigo said smiling.

"Well, I'm off to take a shower," Ichigo announced and swiftly headed to the bathroom. "Ooh, then I may have to join you" Uryuu said to himself. He slipped into the bathroom not to long after Ichigo left the kitchen and found Ichigo already stripped naked and wet from the hot steaming water blasting out of the shower head. Uryuu shuddered at the wonderful sight before him.

"Have I ever told you how sexy you are?" he said taking off his clothing one by one until he was barren of any kind of shirt, pants or socks. "No, I don't think so" Ichigo murmured squeezing some soap onto a loofa and running the soapy thing up his arms and around chest to get his body clean. Uryuu grabbed the soapy spongy thing and ran it down the red head's back slowly. "How was your sleep?" he asked and dropped the loofa and reached around to gently messaged Ichigo's growing erection.

The Shinigami took a sharp intake of breath. "I…slept well" he mumbled eyes slowly coming to a close as he relaxed his body against the man behind him. "Really?" the slick Archer asked his lips pressed against the soft part of the others neck and released his gripping hand from the Shinigami's hard on.

Ichigo whimpered at the sudden loss of attention to the place that needed…well, much attention.

"I was enjoying that" he said turning around to face the Quincy. The water was lukewarm and was no longer pounding harshly onto their bodies. "I know" Uryuu grinning slyly.

"You're diet can start tomorrow" Ichigo announced. "Good, that's when the photo shoot is scheduled" Uryuu stated. The raven haired man seized the others lips and kissed him greedily as if it were his last day on earth. His hands moving all over the other's olive skin. The softest touch sent Ichigo into a frenzy.

The bathroom's silence was broken by their low moans, soft pleading and the hum of the shower water.

"Oh right there, YES…." Ichigo moaned quite loudly as he dug his fingers deep into the other's back for added affect causing the Quincy to hiss in pain. "Ichigo-chan calm down" he grumbled bathing him with light kisses to his lips as he continued there on the cold shower floor water now cold blasting away above them.

Their movements were slowing as they both climaxed. Their chests raising and falling with each breath, Ishida kissed the Shinigami's shoulder lovingly, sweetly.

"I think that was great way to start the day", Uryuu joked and glanced down at Ichigo who was snuggled close to him. They were now back in bed together and had finished their second round of love making. "Uhn" was all Ichigo could manage to get out.

He was exhausted. Having sex with Uryuu always took a lot out of him like running a marathon, or doing hard circuit training at the gym. It took a lot of stamina to fill the Quincy Archer's insatiable appetite.

After one hour of sleeping Uryuu cracked one eye open and sat up immediately. "Oh shit, I'm late for work!" he yelled.

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"Okay ladies and gentleman we have a new member in the photo shoot. Kurosaki Ichigo" Ishida announced as he stepped in the room where the shoot would be taking place. Ichigo scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. "H-hello" he waved. Some of the woman looked at him and giggled to each other and some of the men sneered. "Newbie" whispered one of them.

"Well, let's get you in the dressing room" Uryuu said and grabbed the Shinigami's hand leading him to the back room. Once there Ichigo marveled at the different outfits. "Y-you made these?" he asked Uryuu looking at him astonished. "Well yeah, but I had some help too" Uryuu explained.

Looking through the millions of clothing Uryuu smiled to himself and took out some of the outfits he wanted Ichigo to wear. "Here we go, sweet Lolita!"

"Sweet….SWEET LOLITA?!!" Ichigo cried. "Uh, huh" the archer said looking as if there was no problem with the situation. "Is this some kind of sick joke? The fiery red head yelled throwing his hands up for added effect. "Now sweetie…" Uryuu said holding the dress to the side. "Don't sweetie me! I'm not dressing up in some frilly, cute, froufrou dress!" Ichigo clarified.

"Why not?" Uryuu asked looking over the dress. "It…it'll hurt my pride as a man" Ichigo said dropping his eyes down to the floor blushing.

"Pride as a…" Uryuu threw the dress over on the clothing rack and pinned Ichigo to the nearest wall and whispered quietly in his ear. "Pride as a man? When this dick goes up your ass every night?" Ichigo gulped and said nothing. The Quincy made a good point. Uryuu released his grasp from the man and smiled. "Now, be a good boy and try on these outfits…please".

Not wanting to unleash his lover's wrath Ichigo did what he was told to do, trying on outfits and taking some photos.

"Ugh, Ishida-san where did you find this gem he's wonderful!" cried the photographer happily hugging Ichigo.

"Oh you know, I have my ways" Ishida said giving a sly smirk. "I've never seen hair like his, and you said it's natural? Wow!!" the photographer said giving him compliment after compliment. "Young man, you may have a career in this business" he said winking.

"Thanks" Ichigo said looking at Ishida his eyes pleading to get him away from this crazed maniac said photographer.

"Alright one more photo and were done right, Miyu?" Uryuu asked. Miyu the photographer nodded and instructed Ichigo to pose for one more. "There, I call it: Beauty in the Flesh" Miyu announced sashaying over to the Quincy in his tropical tee shirt and purple pastel pants. "Umi, help me pick out some photo's for the ad" Uryuu said and soon his petite brown hair wide eyed assistant came tipping by his side. "C-can I see them?" Ichigo asked holding the current dress he was wearing up so it wouldn't trip him. "Yes, come look", the archer said moving to make a path for Ichigo to look at the computer screen.

Once he eyed the pictures the former Shinigami's face lit up once he saw the professionally shot photos of him.

"…Is that really me?" he asked. "See what great make-up and lighting can do?" Uryuu said behind Ichigo and wrapped his arms around his waist hugging him close. Umi blushed thinking her boss was up to some of his antics. Not knowing he was hugging his husband to be.

"I like the Goth Loli clothes more" she first. "Hm, no Umi-chan! The lighter colored sweet Lolita dress brings out his innocence and sophistication", Miyu said. "I like the sweet Lolita dresses too," Uryuu said adding a final thought to the discussion.

He pushed up his glasses and announced that work was done for the day. "You did a great job, thank you" he said showing his gratitude to Ichigo before whisking off to talk with his assistant Umi and decide which photo should be put in the ads for his spring collection of gothic and sweet Lolita inspired clothing.

Ichigo sighed and watched Uryuu disappear from the room; he looked down at the fully laced, white Victorian like dress and slowly walked back to the dressing room, trying his best not to trip on the dress or in the platform shoes.

He arrived in the dressing room was startled by the uninvited guest. "Miyu-san?" he said looking astonished.

"Hello, gorgeous" Miyu said eyeing him up and down. Ichigo inched next to the chair where his clothes where resting on and picked them up. "Uhm…are you done in here?" he asked the photographer. "Oh, I came to help you undress" he said smirking seductively.

Ichigo raised his eyebrow and slightly cocked his head to the side. "No thanks, I can undress myself".

"ICHIGO, ARE YOU OUT OF THE CLOTHES YET?!" Uryuu yelled coming from the other room.

The fiery red head pushed past Miyu and grabbed Uryuu leaving the photo shoot room completely.

"Let's go somewhere else" he said to Uryuu and the archer took him to his office closing the door quickly and quietly.

"What's wrong?" he asked the Shinigami. "That creepy photographer of yours was hitting on me" Ichigo said cringing just thinking about that moment. Uryuu just stood there and laughed. "I knew he would, that's like Miyu".

"You think that's funny?!" Ichigo said not believing what he was hearing. "You act like he was molesting you, turn around", Uryuu said pushing Ichigo in front of a wall face first and unzipping the dress until it dropped to the floor.

He ran his hand from the back of his thigh and smacked his backside. "Plus, if I'd learned that he'd even lay a finger on you. He'd be fired" Uryuu explained. Ichigo jeered and bent down to slid up his boxer shorts and jeans. "You are such a jealous bastard" he complained. "I know" Uryuu smirked handing him his graphic tee-shirt with the hollow symbol in the front.

Ichigo took it and slid it over his head putting his arms through the sleeves and around his waist.

"Are you hungry at all?" he asked putting on his socks. "No." Ishida said looking over some papers on his desk.

"Wanna hit a club tonight?" came another question. "Uhm, sure. Where at?" Ishida asked not really paying attention.

"Oh, I don't know. Someplace awesome. You know any?" Ichigo asked. Uryuu smiled. "Are you asking me out on a date?"

"Maybe" came the red head's answer. "You weren't trying to jump me today, so would you go out on a date with me?"

"I'd love to Kurosaki-kun," the smiling Quincy said.

Putting his pen and papers down he eyed Ichigo mischievously. "How about we change this little wager of yours into something much more interesting" he said. "How so?" The Shinigami asked walking over to his desk and playing with some of the paper weights.

"Who ever gives the best date, picks the punishment for the other person," he smiled. "In other words let's throw out that little promise I made, and make this a competition".

Ichigo put his hand to his chin and thought about it for a minute. He always liked good friendly competition and this sounded like a pretty clean challenge. "Okay. If I win, No sex for a month" Ichigo said after a small while.

Uryuu shrugged and leaned back into his black desk chair. "Fine. But if I win, you have to be my personal slave and do whatever I say for a month" the Quincy said. Ichigo gapped then inched slowly away from the desk as Uryuu laughed evilly to himself. Who knows what was going on in that man's head at that moment.

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"Hey, Karin give that back!" Yuzu cried reaching for a porcelain tea cup. "What are you doing with an expensive tea set?" Karin asked eyeing the tea cup curiously. "It's for Uryuu-chan" she said blushing. Karin looked from the tea cup to her sister. "You…like him don't you?" she smirked. "No! Give that back!" the younger sister cried blushing even brighter. She chased her around and around the house trying to get her precious tea cup back until Karin accidentally bumped into her father and drop the cup having it fall to the floor and smash to pieces.

"Oops, you okay there Karin?" Isshin asked helping her up. Yuzu fingered the shattered porcelain cup tears threatening to spill from her cheeks. "Y-Yuzu, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to break it" Karin said trying to console her sister. Yuzu wiped the tears from her eyes and sniffed. "It's okay. I'll just give him a tea set with 4 cups instead of five," she said.

"What's going on here?" their father asked. "Yuzu had got Uryuu a tea set and I broke one of the cups" Karin explained.

Isshin then took Yuzu into his arms and gave her a warm fatherly hug. "I'll get you another one" he said.

Yuzu smiled and nodded agreeing. She was never to old to have her dad buy her things.

The phone rang in the kitchen and Isshin ran to pick it up. "Yes, Kurosaki's residents', who's speaking?" he asked phone to his ear.

"Isshin…please. I-I need someone to talk to" said a distressed voice over the phone.

"You have some nerve calling here" Isshin said angrily, eyebrows furrowed.

"I know, but…I did something terrible a little while back and it's driving me mad," said the voice on the other end.

"Your…your the only one I could think to call".

Isshin sighed. "Okay, meet me at the park with the big sakura trees," he said. "You know the place".

"Alright," the voice on the other line said and hung up and so did Isshin.

"What a life" he said to himself hand lingering on the phone. He told his two girls that he was going out to get some fresh air and grabbed his coat heading to the said park.

Once he arrived he shut the door to his car and saw a lonely figure sitting on the bench hands folded, head down.

"Ryuuken" he said hands in his coat pockets. The older man jerked his head up and gave a small smile. "Isshin, it's been a while." He said his rumbling deep voice welcomed. Isshin smirked and moved to sit next to the man on the bench. "Yeah, how have you been?" he asked. "Ryuuken's smile turned to a deep frown. "Not so good" he mumbled and thus he began to unfold the story of the bad deed he had done. "I…I tried to kill…my son" he stammered holding his head in his hands.

"What?!" Isshin asked standing up from the bench. His body shook a bit from anger and restraint from rearing his fist back and hitting the white haired Quincy in the face.

"It was my fault that he got in that bad accident months ago" he continued. "I was so enraged that he had the nerve to even think about wanting marrying that son of yours". Isshin sat back down on the bench hands clenched. "I know you must think I'm a monster," he said glancing over at Isshin Kurosaki.

"Just because you hate me, doesn't mean you need to hate my son" said the old former Shinigami.

"Seeing them together brings a smile to my face". "We could have been like them, you know" Ryuuken said.

"Yeah, we could have. But we weren't" added the darker haired man. "We both had our destiny to fulfill and mine was to fall in love…real love. Not the love we had".

"Our love wasn't real?" Ryuuken asked looking at the Shinigami in disbelief. "Well if that's the case, what makes you think your son and my son's love is real?!" he barked.

"Because, it's their destiny to be together", he explained. "Also it's the way they look at each other, and the way they act around each other,"

Ryuuken scoffed. "You always had a wild imagination, and still do I see".

"Look Ryuuken. Leave them alone and let them be together," Isshin yelled pointing in the other man's face.

"Stop making their life hell, and as of trying to kill your son…" Isshin began as he got up from the bench" "…you need to check yourself into a mental hospital".

He turned his back. "If you ever try to harm yours or my son, I'll kill you myself" he said warning the white haired Quincy man.

"I never loved you to begin with Ryuuken. Why don't you get that through your head?" he said and left getting back into his car and drived away.

Leaving the Quincy man to sit there and soak in every word that was said to him, and for him to take it in as a threat. For him to think of causing the two boys even more suffering.

He hated Isshin. He hated Ichigo's mother for giving birth to someone who took his son away but most of all he hated his son. He hated him for leaving him and he hated him for being with Shinigami scum.

All of a sudden he felt a sense of righteousness for having attempted to kill his son. Paying that man was the right thing to do.

To him his son was lost to him and he wanted him to die.

If he couldn't get what he wanted, why should his son?

Ryuuken got up from the benched and walked a couple blocks to his car and before opening his door he stared at himself through the car window. Looking at his reflection his eyes stared emptily.

He slowly got into his car after a while of staring into space thinking his sinister thoughts and started the car and drove away.

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Walking home to the grocery store Ichigo was minding his own business until he saw a crimson blur rocket past him almost knocking him down. "Hey, watch where you're going" he yelled and stopped in his tracks as he suddenly recognized the person in front of him.

"Renji?!" he yelled pointing with one hand and holding a bag of groceries on the other. "Yo" Renji greeted smiling from ear to ear.

"What are you doing here, and what are you so happy about?" the fiery red head asked. Renji inched toward the others ear and whispered, "Byakuya…asked me out!" Ichigo's face lit up in delight for his friend. "I'm happy for you" he said patting him on the back and the two slowly began to walk down the street to his house as they talked.

Arriving home Ichigo invited his friend in and set the groceries on the kitchen counter going to his bedroom to find Uryuu who was sound asleep napping so he shut the door quietly as to not wake him.

"I'm so happy he asked you out, when did it happen?" Ichigo asked padding back into the living room.

"It was really random, I was in my office and he came in…."

Renji's office one day…

"Renji" the sixth captain said slowly closing the door behind him.

"Taichou" Renji said standing up form his seat and bowing respectively. Byakuya shook his head gesturing for him that he didn't have to do all that. "What is it?" Renji asked a look of concern came over his tattooed face.

Byakuya not being a man of many words was a little nervous. The words that Ichigo had spoke that night was on his mind all the time and every time he'd be around his vice captain he would break out into a sweat.

"Renji, please sit down" he said his voice seemed calm and collected outwardly. The tattooed Shinigami did as he was told and sat down at his desk and folded his hands. "You've been very good to me, Renji," he said. "Would you mind if I took you out to dinner…sometime?" he asked. Outwardly he looked stern and confident but inwardly he was nervous.

Renji blushed and was visibly taken aback a bit. "S-sure" he answered. Byakuya smiled warmly. "I'm glade" he said softly and bent down to give the already shocked man a peck on the cheek after that he headed toward the door.

Before took his leave he left the Shinigami with another burning thought. "Oh and Renji…" the aristocratic man said.

Renji glance up at him. "Please keep this between us, I don't want anyone else knowing about this."

"What?!" Ichigo yelled. Renji nodded. "Yep, that's what he said to me."

Ichigo sat back into the couch shaking his head not believing what he heard. The comment that Byakuya made seemed to be so shady and selfish. "Who cares if you two are together, you know?!" he said. "Yeah, I know." Renji agreed but sighed. "But…it could be his family too, if they found out that he wanted to be in that kind relationship…" the tattooed Shinigami began.

"Then he'd be in deep shit, huh?" came a voice from out of no where. Ichigo turned his head and saw Uryuu had awakened form his nap. "How long have you been standing there?" the orange haired man asked. "For a while" he said. "I can sense you from a mile a way, you can't sneak past me". Ichigo sneered jokingly at him and Uryuu joined the two on the couch.

"First he hits on Ichigo, now he wants to hide that he's a fag, what else?" he asked Renji. "Well, he's not hiding…" the pony tailed man defended. "He's not? Then what is he doing?" Uryuu asked. Ichigo pushed him to the side of the couch. "Stop teasing him," he whispered to the archer.

"He's…just not ready to come out yet, is all" Renji said his eyes dropping to the floor. In the back of his mind he knew that it was wrong to hide a good honest relationship.

"No, he just wants to fuck you and not have anyone else know about it" Uryuu said spitefully. Renji's face went from unhappiness to almost wanting to break down and cry because he knew it was the truth.

"Uryuu" Ichigo said and the Quincy glanced his direction in which he received a hurtful smack in the face.

"Why don't you watch your mouth" he muttered angrily.

Uryuu held the side of his face and mumbled his apologies to Renji while staring at Ichigo with murder in his eyes.

"He's right Ichigo" The crimson haired man said eyes glazed over. "Byakuya isn't the relationship type".

Ichigo reached over to sooth the older Shinigami but shrunk back when Renji stood up and walked toward the door.

"Thanks for the advice" were his final words before he left their humble abode.

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Tsuara: Aww poor Renji! Nah, I don't feel that bad for Renji. I hardly even care for the guy but I put him in the story anyway, go figure. Still, I wonder if he'll be okay…

Ichigo in Sweet and Goth Loli…I know it may be hard to picture, but…it's actually possible. I drew a few sketches of him in several outfits before I put it in the story. He looks good!

Anyway, thanks for reading this chapter I appreciate and love your interest in this story.

Well, leave insightful reviews if you want to, (I actually read them and take your comments into consideration…weird) and I'll see you good people next chapter!