I DON'T OWN BLEACH or "Bad Things" By Jace Everett

Juushiro is Seventeen; Yaoi Edit

"I'm the kind to sit up in his room
Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue
I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you..."

Chapter 10 "Bad things."

Juushiro Ukitake is having a small dilemma. He wants to ask Ichigo to stay with him over the weekend but is worried his new boyfriend might think he has to sleep with him. Not that that's bad at all! His dark brown eyes drift over to Ichigo as he tilts his head back drinking a glass of water. "That water looks delicious." He wants Ichigo. It's just that he knows Ichigo isn't ready for sex yet and he is hoping that when they finally do make love it'll mean something. And then there is the second problem since He and Ichigo walked inside from their interrupted make out session.

"Itsygo!"

His eyes grow round as Nel-chan hops up on the kitchen counter scaring Ichigo so bad he spills the water down his clothes.

"Oi! I spilled water all over Ukitake-san's floor." Ichigo looks around for a towel to wipe up the floor when he feels Juushiro's hand on his should and a fluffy blue towel rubbing at his chest. "Juushiro-san I'm sorry about this." He takes the hand towel giving Ukitake an apologetic glance.

"It's only water Ichigo-kun." Juushiro smiles at him showing his best head tilting grin. "Never mind that." Leading Ichigo into his bedroom he pulls out a fresh kimono from his closet. "Need any help changing Ichigo-kun?" He drops them on his bed giving Ichigo a tiny once over. "If he says yes... my resolve to be good little Juu-chan will vanish faster than Soi Fon chasing after black cats in Rukongai.

"Nah, I'm good." Ichigo replies quickly, his eyes connecting with Juushiro's in time to see the intense lust-filled expression across the older man's face. "He looks like he wants me un-dressed."

"Alright." Ukitake slides the double doors shut to his bedroom. Returning to the kitchen he sees the water cleaned up and whirls around dodging Nel-chans arms reaching out for his neck.

"Gah!" Nel trips over the wet towel laying on the counter tumbling off the slick marble surface.

"You ok Nel-chan?" Juushiro grabs her by the back of her shirt lifting her high up in the air to dangle directly across from his face. "Marble gets slippery when it's wet."

"I'm not fooled by your purty face and wide grins." Nel folds her arms in front of her chest trying to ignore being saved by her mortal enemy. "I know your plan and I'm gonna stop you."

"Pardon me?" He looks at her tilting his head to the side.

"You wanna do that thing to Itsygo." Her gray eyes narrow, her upper lip curling defiantly. "Nel's gonna make sure he dun get hurt."

"I would never cause harm to Ichigo-kun." Juushiro smiles to reassure her only to hear her scoff at him.

"I'm immune to your 'purtyness' so just save it." Nel waves her fist in the air. "Put em up. Let's fight it out."

"I could never fight you Nel-chan." He shakes his head still keeping his grin in place.

"Why not?" Her face twitches with a tougher than nails expression. "I'm meaner than I look white-haired sidekick!"

"You are a child and a girl. Fighting you would be unethical." Juushiro sets her gently down on the floor making sure her feet are firmly planted before releasing her shirt. "To cause injury to a kawaii girl like you... I could never live with myself." He pats her cracked mask with a curious glance. "Has someone hurt you Nel and that's why you want to protect Ichigo-kun?"

"Itsygo protects Nel." She watches as the kind faced man kneels down in front of her. "Nel protects Itsygo. That's how it is."

"I see." Juushiro simply adores her now. The fact that she is this tiny little wisp of a girl and yet feels protective over someone he also wants to protect makes them have a bond. "Let's both protect Ichigo-kun."

"Not happenin' shinigami." Nel pokes a finger between his legs making Juushiro blush crimson and step away. "Ya keep yer lil zanpaktou away from my Itsygo. I won't let you do bad things to him!"

"He and I aren't ready for that kind of relationship yet." He raises his hands up high in defeat of her cute tough face. "When we are I'll make sure he wants to be with me."

"AND!"

"I give you my solemn vow not to do bad things to Ichigo-kun." Juushiro sets the strawberry shortcake Ichigo brought him on the table with a fork. "Let's exchange sweet strawberries to seal our promise with."

"Ooooh!" Nel plops in the chair her gray eyes barely able to see over the tabletop. She takes three big bites and notices Juushiro is gone. "Damn! The white-haired sidekick got me where it hurts! Nel can never resist a juicy strawberry!"

Ichigo is tying his belt as the partition on his right slides open revealing Juushiro. "Hey, good thing I'm a little shorter than you." He straightens the green kimono watching Juushiro's tall frame slide open the outer door to the bedroom revealing a private garden. "Your clothes fit like they were made for me."

"I would feel so content..." Ukitake turns his head to glance at Ichigo standing in his bedroom so relaxed, looking like his world is so full of hope and happiness waiting to be discovered just by a simple embrace. "If Icould be everything you need..." He motions to Ichigo to follow him outside to show him his bonsai. "If I could be the one made for you Ichigo."

"Oh wow it's a giant greenhouse?" Ichigo steps out of the bedroom. He watches Juushiro slip off his shoes to walk on the green grass barefoot. He follows suit removing his slippers stepping next to him.

"Yes, my family built it for me after an especially harsh winter." They walk on the grass gazing at the various blooming flowers in the vaulted space. "I was very ill and I couldn't care for my flowers. They built a special greenhouse for me connecting it to my room." Ukitake leads Ichigo down a small stone covered path he has walked alone for countless years. "Two years ago I added this."

"Eh?" Ichigo watches Juushiro waves his hand over a small white globe. The lights suddenly pop on revealing a large swimming pool. "You have an indoor pool. Freaking awesome!"

"Would you like to swim?" Ukitake smiles walking toward the changing room. "It's a clear sky over head and I can retract the roof." He flips the switch opening the ceiling to the vast star-filled skyline.

"Juushiro, wet and almost naked, hell yes!" Ichigo nods his head trying to keep his demeanor cool. "Sure."

"Nel wants to swim too!" Her teal form streaks into the water causing a large splash.

The three spend an hour swimming in the pool. Juushiro and Ichigo exchanging frequent looks at each other with veiled longing. Nel's inevitable interruptions keeping them from making even a simple touch is wearing on Ichigo's nerves, but he is kind and patient with her. When the three sit on the small patio to sip on lemonade, wrapped in light blue robes that draw even more tilting glances Nel sits between the two men with a satisfied devious gleam in her eyes. However, the swim seems to have tired her out. Ichigo feels her edge up into his lap and fall sound asleep.

"Don't be a coward!" Juushiro reminds himself now would be the perfect time to ask Ichigo to stay with him over the weekend. "Ichigo, perhaps you and Nel-chan would like to s-stay here at U-Ugendo..." The heat on his cheeks is burning a path straight to his courage. "since it's so late and, and..." He is positive he sounds like a teenager with ulterior motives. "Why am I a blushing school girl?" His naughty motives include things he promised Nel-chan he wouldn't do with Ichigo yet. "maybe no-"

"Ok." Ichigo answers quickly flashing a wide smile at the hopeful face pointing at him. "Do I sound cool?"

"He said yes... I'm so glad." Resisting the urge to lean in for a kiss Ukitake wraps a towel around Ichigo's shoulders. "We should take Nel-chan to a guest room."

"Thank you, Juushiro-san."

After tucking Nel into a bed upstairs the two men tip toe out of the room shutting the door quietly behind them. Juushiro immediately pushes Ichigo up against the wall stepping smoothly between his legs. "Watching you all evening has been torture."

"For me too." Ichigo replies shutting his eyes, waiting for the one thing that makes him feel like it's ok to lower his defenses and be embraced. "Juushiro." Ichigo senses Juushiro's hands press to the wall near his shoulders, his head lean near, gentle lips brush against his.

"Ichigo"

"Yeah?" Everything about Ukitake is soothing and calm. So totally opposite the chaos of life hopping back and forth from human to shinigami. "Oh god, Juushiro you are good for me." The way he says his name with low whispers revealing his desire for him. His kiss sweetly addictive. The tenderness his lips slide over his mouth even though Ichigo can tell he is trembling with need. Makes Ichigo feel strangely precious to Ukitake. It's an incredible new sensation to be the object someone longs for.

"I-I promised Nel-chan I wouldn't um... do bad things to you."

"Bad things?" Ichigo watches Juushiro's head tilt down, his lower lip poke out with a pout, his hands sliding from the wall to walk away from him. "Kissing me is a bad thing?"

"I'm going to go take a cold shower." He vanishes down the stairs heading into his private bathroom. "I want to touch him." Turning on the steaming water he strips off his damp swimming trunks and closes the glass door. The tiles on the shower room wall feel cool against his palms. As the hot water streams down his back he hears the shower door clicking open. "Ichigo?"

"Juushiro." His skin turns scarlet when he slides his eyes over Ukitake's pale soap covered skin. Unable to tear his eyes away from the water running in long ribbons down his back to wash away the soap bubbles Ichigo moves next to him. "He is hard. His cock is longer than I thought." Standing under the faucet the warm water seems to boil his blood or it could be Juushiro's tall lean body close enough to touch that is stirring the desire in him to cling. The impulse is simple and inescapable. Ichigo presses a hand to Juushiro's porcelain chest nudging his back against the wall and drops to his knees.

"I-Ichigo!" Juushiro can't wiggle away fast enough. Before he can stop it Ichigo has taken his erection in his hand stroking it a couple of times then to Juushiro's shock slides him inside his mouth. "Ah!" He jerks his hands up wanting to curl them into the wet orange hair but his promise keeps him from acting out his reflex. "I-Ichigo." He is kissing the tip, licking his warm tongue over and up. Past lips again his cock undulates in and out just once. "I-I promised..." Juushiro looks down at him, the tan hand moving up his length squeezing just the right amount of pressure. "Ohhh, I can't."

"I didn't promise anything Juushiro."

The chuckle is sublime from Ichigo's lips. "AH!" Juushiro's chin tilts up, his palms unable to do anything to satisfy him curl into fists, then flatten to the tile. Now they fist again. Ichigo is sliding him back inside his mouth against the most scintillating warm tongue. "Bad thingsssss."

"Mmm." Ichigo moans enjoying the sounds coming from his partner. He opens his mouth wider tapping the cock head to bump the back of his throat. It's erotic to do this for Ukitake. His hands slide up a flat stomach to caress the firm chest panting out of control before gripping strong hips. Once, twice, three times he impales himself on Juushiro's length. He can feel every twitch, hear every stifled groan urging him to take more, enjoying the moment so much his own dick is throbbing out a moan.

"I-Ichigo I'm c-close." Ukitake stutters feeling his climax rushing through his body traveling up his shaft. The pressure building with each thrust of Ichigo's delicious mouth. Juushiro wants, he needs to come but he fights with it wishing for the satisfaction of coming with Ichigo. "I-I can't!" He pats at Ichigo's shoulders trying to get him to release him.

Ichigo ignores the refusal instead he tightens his grip on Juushiro's hips, rubs his tongue against the thick vein on the underside of the long cock and gently wraps his lips around the very tip of him to suck.

"I need us to come together." He clamps his eyes shut biting at his lower lip. "Always together, Ichigo."

"Alright Juushiro." Ichigo answers lifting his mouth away. He tugs them out of the shower looks around totally lost in the secluded section of the house.

"Here." Juushiro slides open a door. Before he can close it Ichigo has yanked him over top of him on the long green sofa in the center of a tidy office lined with books. His first reaction is to kiss and fondle, and squeeze everything on the tan body under him but his promise yet again echoes in the back of his mind.

Ichigo sensing the apprehension parts his legs wide so their erections press together. He grabs Juushiro's bottom gently rubbing him up against him. "This better?"

"Much better Ichigo." Ukitake's head dips down hoping Ichigo will reach his head up for a kiss. When he does, Juushiro's mind swims in pleasure. They fit together well, hips joined, cocks sliding against the other, the wetness of their bodies increasing the lustful tempo of passion between them.

"Ah!" Ichigo knows he won't last long at the pace he is going but doesn't care. "This is much better without clothes on." His hips grind up sending shocks of pleasure down his spine. The need to please Juushiro is more important than feeling insecure. "I-I'm sorry gonna-"

"Come." Juushiro answers grabbing at the sofa arm behind Ichigo's head to keep crashing against his chest. The sudden warmth on his belly is just as intoxicating as the flushed face staring up at him. He lets go with a quiet moan spilling his seed on Ichigo's quivering stomach. "Fall for me Ichigo." Juushiro pants lifting the sun-kissed face with a shaking hand to look him in the eyes. "Little by little. Slowly... with me...so it lasts."

"Together, Juushiro."

Hey all! I'm back^^ Here is the next chapter I hope everyone likes it! I wanna say thanks to Bleachfan78 for encouraging me and Bonnenuit for being more awesome everyday! Thanks for all your support! Thanks to the people who like this fic and take to review I'm so happy to get all the reviews! They are amazing! HUGS YOU ALL Fuzzi