"Yeah Ichi, i'll head over and i'll see ya at your house yeah?"

" Also, Shiro could I tell you something?"

"Yeah, Ichi what is it?"

Ichigo paused and pulled the phone away. It took one little click. One little chick to hang up and say nothing. But knowing Shiro, he would probably think somethings wrong.

Should he tell him now?

Over the phone?

But isn't that a bit rude?

Ichigo sighed inwardly. He didnt want to. Not now. Hopefully, never. But that was asking the impossible. Walking down the hall he had to answer Shiro.. but what could he say?

"uhm.. could you get to my house a little fast? I .. kinda miss you."

Lets just hope that sounds convincing. For now.

He could hear Shiro smile through the phone. "Aww my little Ichi misses me. Well i'll see you soon my little King."

Shiro hung up and Ichigo did soon sighed. He had to tell Shiro. But how could he say it? He couldn't exactly go to him and be like;

'Hey Shiro another guy kissed me. Could we make out now?'

Ichigo snorted at the thought. What person in their right mind would do that?

Walking out the gates, Ichigo looked around at his school. School? Oh you mean the three story white building where they would crush your dreams with assignments and bullies? Yes, that's what he was talking about. Ichigo shuddered. Why does everything go right back to Him.

the building slowly became smaller as Ichigo walked away down the road, towards home. He really had to put the day behind him. He needed to get this sorted and forgotten about.

Forgotten?

Did he really want to forget that kiss?

Ichigo touched his lips and sighed, looking around as he walked, crossing the road. His feelings were split down the middle

He wanted to.

Just forget today and what had happened.

He repeated it over and over in his mind, trying to make it sit over his conscious decisions. He didn't want this he had shiro. Shiro was his boyfriend. Grimmjow was a typical dick head who loved to push others around.

And it should stay like that.

Nothing getting changed around.

Never.

Ichigo opened the front door and looked around to find Isshin sitting at the table drinking coffee and reading the paper. Isshin looked over at the door and raised an eyebrow.

"Ichigo, I thought you were at school?" Isshin eyed Ichigo off as he walked past him.

"Yeah, but I got out early."

Super early, Son. Isshin thought to himself, sighing. Ichigo opened up his door and walked in, throwing his school bag to the floor and kicking off his shoes, with them flying in different directions. Ichigo sighed and sat on his bed, stretching out and yawning. Sleep would be the best thing right now. Just curling up and sleeping it away.

To be away from everything.

Just for a couple of hours.

That would be nice.

That would be impossible, due to his thoughts keeping him awake and confused.

Very confused. What was he going to do. How could he even face Grimmjow again. Could he act like nothing happened? Well he was good at doing that and making up excuses why he had a busted lip and a black eye from that blue haired arsehole. He could just let it not effect him? Yeah right.

It already has effected him.. Way too much. He couldn't get the blue haired bastard out of his head.

He tried so much, but that blue bastard was there. Just the image of him pulling away from there kiss kept replaying. His face was so calm, for that split second. It was nothing like he had seen before from him. After that second it disappeared, like a drawing in sand on the beach, with the water rushing in and out, taking the drawing with it, never to be seen again. The sand going back the way it was. Ichigo sighed and rubbed his eyes. Fatigue was looming around ready to snatch up it's next victim.

"Aww is my little Ichi tired."

Ichigo tensed up and froze. Who the fuck was behind him?

That voice was super familiar.. Ichigo turned around and sighed. It was just Shiro. Ichigo smiled and looked at Shiro, who was currently sitting on his window sill wearing a sexy black wife beater and skinny jeans. Shiro stood up on Ichigos bed and walked across it, picking Ichigo up and dropping him on to the bed, dropping on him and straddling him. Ichigo looked up, trying to regain his breath and looked up blushing.

"S-Shiro..-" "shhh..little Ichi i'll make you feel better.." Shiro murmured into his ear, seductively. Ichigo hitched his breath and watched Shiro, as he tugged at his shirt and nibbled at his ear.

A hot blush spread across Ichigos cheeks as Shiro continued to nibble and chew playfully at Ichigos ear.

"Nrgh...S-Shiro.." Ichigo breathed out while turning not to burn up in pleasure. Shiro pulled Ichigo closer and made his way to his throat, with a small trail of kisses and bites.

The pleasure was slowly being eaten up with guilt. Ichigo mewled and wriggled with each bite. It was getting too much.

"My little Berry..I will make ya scream." Shiro purred out and kissed him, heatedly, slowly unbuttoning Ichigos school uniform. Shiro rubbed his thumb over the perky nub and Ichigo shuddered in pleasure. Shiro took this as a heads up to continue.

"Shiro..I..nrgh.." Ichigo was cut off by himself letting out a pleading moan when Shiro started licking and sucking his nub. Shiro couldn't control himself any longer. He wanted Ichigo. And now.

Guilt was slowly rising again and Ichigo couldn't hold it in. He really didn't want to be sick now.

Especially now.

"Berry don't fret i'll go slow in yer virgin ass." Shiro cooed and licked the other nub, giving it attention so it wouldn't be deprived and left out.

"Sh-Shiro it's n-not that.." Ichigo suppressed a moan and shuddered in delight. Shiro nibbled on the nub and tweaked the other.

"I-I was kissed by a guy!" Ichigo blurted out and Shiro pulled away, leaning up and looking at him.

Silence.

"What?"

"...I was kissed by a gu-" Crack. Ichigo held his face.

" A guy kissed you.. and you didnt do anything to STOP it? Huh? Did you like being kissed by 'im? DID YOU ICHIGO!" Shiro roared in anger and swung at Ichigos face again.

Crack.

That one fucking hurt. Ichigos face was on fire. It fucking hurt so much.

No, don't cry.

Fuck it.

Ichigos tears ran down his face. "I-Im sorry...please don't hit me again..I.." Ichigo sobbed and Shiro just stared.

What had he done?

He just hurt his little Ichigo.

Shiro wrapped his arms around ichigo, causing him to flinch and hide his face with his hands. Blood slowly seeped through the gaps of his fingers.

"Ichi..I am so sorry..I love you..I got carried away.. Im sorry.." Shiro cooed Ichigo and ran his hand through his hair, trying to calm him down.

Ichigo hitched his breath. Who says that they love them after they just hit them. Twice.

"Its o-okay I deserved it.." Ichigo sighed out. Shiro continued to coo and rock him slowly, making sure he was forgiven and they were still a couple.

A/N: Hey Everyone, another update here! sorry if it was a little slow. Everything got in the way. But last chapter, I checked my mail AND I NEARLY DIED from all the reviews and people who added this as a favorite story and who are following it. Thankyou so much everyone! Im glad you can put up with me and my angst, angst, angst!

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