Chapter 9

Ichigo woke slowly, turning onto his side, pressing into Shiro who groaned softly.

His eyes snapped open.

"Shiro!" he gasped and sat up, looking to the window and groaning, falling back onto the bed.

The sun was up, the curtains drawn so Shiro wouldn't get hurt.

Ichigo got to his knees, the blanket barely covering him as he shook him awake.

Shiro opened his eyes, sighing as he turned onto his stomach, grumbling for him to leave him alone.

"You were supposed to leave last night! You know what they will do to you if they find you in here," he said in a panicked whispered, Shiro sighing before getting up, Ichigo gasping when he pulled him under him, his cheeks becoming a light red when he reached down between them.

Ichigo grit his teeth, closing his eyes as he arched when he slipped a finger into him, Shiro leaning down and touching his nose to his neck, licking the mark he had put there last night.

"If I had left we wouldn't be able to do this, would we?" he asked, Ichigo gasping as he pushed a second one in.

"They'll kill you!" he gasped, his voice indicating he was starting to care less and less as he grabbed his shoulders and sucnk his nails into his flesh, panting softly as he opened his eyes.

"Sh-Shiro please," he gasped, Shiro frowning as he pulled his fingers out, Ichigo panting as he got up.

Ichigo looked up to him drowsily, Shiro narrowing his eyes.

"I'll leave tonight and never come back then," he grumbled, Ichigo grabbing his arm when he went to go get up.

"I didn't say that," Ichigo whispered, Shiro frowning.

"Just, don't stay during the day, I don't want them to hurt you," Ichigo confessed, Shiro's frown rising up into a smirk.

"You care about me?" he asked smugly, Ichigo's eyes widening.

"I-Don't change the subject!" Ichigo ordered sharply, Shiro chuckling as he leaned down and kissed him, Ichigo slipping his hands into his hair.

Shiro pulled away, flicking his tongue against Ichigo's bottom lip.

"It's alright, I find it adorable," he husked against his lips, a smirk stretching on his lips as Ichigo's cheeks heated.

"I love you."

Ichigo sighed when Shiro kissed him again, closing his eyes.

He wrapped his arms around his neck, sinking into the kiss. He gasped when Shiro rose and brung him with him, his eyes widening when he heard a knock on his door as his hand slid down his back.

He pulled away from the kiss as Shiro frowned, not seeming to happy at being interrupted.

"Ichigo?" Renji's voice called, Ichigo cursing under his breath as he tried to think of a place to hide Shiro.

"Yeah?" he called back as he pushed Shiro off the bed, Shiro landing in a crouched position on the floor, glarng angrily up at him.

"How are you feeling?" Renji asked as Ichigo got out of the bed and grabbed Shiro's arm when he stood, fast walking to his closet.

"I'm not going in there," Shiro hissed, Ichigo rolling his eyes.

"Ichigo?" Renji called worriedly, Ichigo's heart pounding in his chest as he threw open the closet door.

"Yeah I'm fine just tired," Ichigo lied before pushing Shiro in there, seeing his deathly glare before closing the door, running to his bed as Renji turned the door knob, jumping onto his bed and pulling the covers over his body as the door was swung open.

Renji's frown of worry rose into a smile when he saw him, Ichigo giving him a smile, trying to not look to the closet and give off the fact that he was harboring a vampire in there.

His hand shook as Renji closed his bedroom door and walked over to his bed, the bed creaking softly when he sat down, Ichigo giving Renji a smaller smile.

"How do you feel?" Renji asked softly, his eyes glancing to his mark.

Ichigo swallowed thickly.

"I feel a tad weak but I should be alright soon," he replied, his eyes darting to the closet when he heard Shiro growl lightly when Renji touched a hand to his leg, giving him a sympathetic smile.

"You'll feel better after some sleep," Renji told him before looking away, standing with a sigh.

"I would stay longer but you need to rest, Rukia's orders," Renji said with a chuckle, Ichigo nodding.

Renji nodded back before heading to the door, stopping when he had opened the door.

"I'll kill the one who did this to you, Ichigo. I promise," he whispered before leaving, closing the door behind him softly.

Ichigo jumped when Shiro slammed the closet doors open, scooting back on the bed as he sped walk to him, gasping when he jumped onto the bed and pinned his hands to the sheets.

"Why did you let him touch?" he hissed, Ichigo staring wide up at him, flinching when he growled.

"He wasn't going to do anything," he replied, irritation rising up in his chest.

"He's only a frien-"

"I'll kill the one who did this to you, Ichigo. I promise," Shiro mocked, Ichigo frowning.

"How the fuck can you call that a friend?" Shiro hissed, Ichigo sighing and looking away.

"Have you forgotten what you are Shiro?"

Shiro's eyes widened.

"I know exactly what I am," he hissed, narrowing his eyes as he released him and got off the bed, Ichigo sitting up with a frown.

"Shiro," he sighed, Shiro raising a hand.

"Shut up," he growled, Ichigo getting up, walking behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist, kissing his shoulder.

"I'm sorry," Ichigo whispered, Shiro remaining silent.

"What did you expect Shiro?" Ichigo asked tiredly, Shiro turning in his embrace and frowning.

"I don't know," he replied, Ichigo pressing his forehead against his.

"You got to leave tonight, Shiro. I'm not so sure you should come back," Ichigo whispered, Shiro pulling away from the embrace.

"I'm not going to just drop you like that Ichigo," Shiro growled, Ichigo gasping when he stepped forward and pulled him against him, his finger slipping inside him.

Ichigo grit his teeth as Shiro pressed his his nose to his neck, flicking his tongue against his flesh.

"I'm never going to let you go, no matter who tries to take you away from me," Shiro husked against his skin, Ichigo panting as he pushed his finger deeper, resting his head against his shoulder and gasping.

"I-I'm not yours," Ichigo panted, gasping and standing up on his tippy toes when his prostate was touched.

"Shiro!" he gasped before biting his lip, Shiro sliding his fangs against his flesh, Ichigo shivering.

"You will always be mine."

Ichigo panted as he rested on his hands and knees, sweat sliding down his temple as Shiro pushed inside him, Ichigo gasping as he arched his back.

"Shiro," he panted before looking over his shoulder, Shiro smirking.

He gasped when he pulled him up and against his chest, his body shaking when he thrust into him lightly.

"I love you," Shiro whispered into his ear, Ichigo turning his head away.

Shiro grabbed his chin and turned his head back, connecting their lips as his other hand slid down to his stomach, Ichigo taking in a sharp breath when he thrusted into him.

Shiro pulled away.

"I love you," he whispered again, Ichigo releasing a gasping moan when he pressed against his prostate when he thrusted, his eyes lidded drowsily with pleasure as Shiro's hand slid lower.

"S-Shiro," he gasped, closing his eyes when he began stroking him, his stomach muscles jumping when he began a slow thrusting pace, his hand moving quickly over him, Ichigo moaning as he arched his chest.

"Harder," Ichigo whispered, Shiro's eyebrow rising.

He smirked.

Ichigo gasped when he began a more deeper and faster pace, his mouth falling open as drool slipped down the side of his mouth.

"Oh god," Ichigo gasped as he began to squirm slightly, Shiro chuckling as Ichigo's body experienced a sensory overload.

"Cum for me," Shiro husked into his ear, Ichigo whimpering as he grabbed his wrist, stopping his hand.

"Shiro I can't," he panted, Shiro smirking as he kissed his neck, licking his flesh.

"Cum."

Ichigo's vision flashed white.

The blankets were cold when he woke, Ichigo rolling onto his side as he fisted the sheets, not feeling Shiro next to him.

He opened his eyes and frowned, sighing before closing his eyes again.

He had told him to leave, but why did he feel so lonely now that he was gone?

Author's note: Short i know sorry about that but I haven't been so concentrated lately.