Forbidden Love

Chapter 11 - Life Was Good

Regular POV

Shiro had been here for all of two weeks and he already loved how the days went by. Waking up in the morning to the most adorable sight he could ever see in the mornings: Ichi's cute little sleeping face. Taking the best showers he could ever take, with Ichi, and watching the sexiest sight he could ever see while getting dressed: An after-sex affected Ichi with his pert little ass in his face as he tugged on his jeans before Shiro could get a hold of him again. How could he not enjoy it? Even in class, as the teacher rambled on and on about stuff he had already learned about, he got to sit next to a very flustered strawberry as he brought his cock to life with only a deep purr in his bright-red ears.

But even he could see something had been bothering his little Ichi since early that morning, when he had talked to Rukia at lunch. Brown eyes would flicker across the room, meeting with sly, violet ones before the most adorable blush would light up on his face and he would would quickly turn back around. It hadn't bothered him much at first, after all, he wasn't one to get that jealous, considering he was the one who had Ichi, and always will, but Shiro's curious side was bearing it's ugly head and he just had to know what was going on.

Not to even mention how Renji was acting. Shiro could see the gears turning and grinding in the pineapple's head as Shiro discreetly rubbed his hand and leg against Ichi's groin. The albino knew, just knew, that Renji was figuring out more and more by the literal second. And as the bell rung shrilly, Ichigo dashing out of the room again, most likely to the bathroom to deal with his little problem, Shiro could see how agitated Renji was. As Shiro watched Renji walk out of the room, nearly unnoticable, he saw how he turned the wrong way and made a bee-line towards the front doors. But he didn't care. All the albino cared about was getting into the bathroom before class started and taking his brother against the bathroom wall so hard the orangehead would barely be able to walk to class, let alone without a limp. Shiro smirked. Life was good.

Ichigo unlocked the front door, an impatient, horny Shiro behind him, pushing open the door and getting shoved up against the wall. Teeth clashed and tongues fought as their kiss got more and more violent by second. Hours and hours of tortureous school and the long walk home had affected the horny albino badly and he wanted the orangette on his hands and knees shaking that tight little ass in his face. Now.

Ichigo was determined, though, not to submit just yet and spun them around, slamming his brother into the wall roughly before biting harshly at his shoulder. Moans, mewls, groans, and grunts filled the room as the two were determined to top the other. Shiro had never seen such a dominate Ichi and hell if it didn't turn him on. But it was just too bad for the other, because he wasn't a bottom. For anyone. Ever. But hell if he wasn't gonna just play along. For a little while. He had his limits.

Shirts were unbuttoned and tugged off, uniform pants yanked down -Shiro had finally gotten his own pair- and Shiro's hand was in places it should never be but Ichigo didn't care, he never did, and the phone rang in the backround.

Wait what?

The two froze, hands down each others pants, tongues in each others mouths as they were determined to taste each other's throats, and both in twisted, awkward positions on the floor. They had to be certain that's what they heard. It didn't take long to be sure.

Riiinnngggggg~

Shiro scowled as Ichigo tugged his pants back on, combing his fingers through his hair, as if someone would see. He growled when Ichigo picked up the phone, answering it, and pressed it to his ear. Smirking, Shiro crawled over with a sexy look in his eye and Ichigo swalled harshly, stumbling a step backwards, intent on listening to the person on the line.

"Ichigo?" It was Rukia and she would be pissed if he hung up on her. Ichigo bit his lip when Shiro bit down on the zipper of his pants, teasingly slowly tugging it down, catching brown eyes with his gold ones. Shiro shimmied them back down the orangette's long, slender legs. He nipped at his creamy thighs and placed hickey after hickey on his mile-long legs.

"Ru-" He cut himself off, swallowing hard when he felt a tongue lapping at his sensitive spot in his inner thigh through his boxers. "Rukia. Wh-why'd you call?"

"I know who it is." Ichigo pulled away from the phone and covered the mouth piece to moan as lips wrapped around his cloth covered erection. Shiro smirked, purring loudly, the vibration sending shocks of pleasure violently up Ichigo's arching spine.

"You what?" Ichigo suddenly realized what she said, but with that mouth, oh that mouth, wrapped around his erection and he suddenly wondered when Shiro had pulled of his boxers, he had to be certain.

"I know who it is, Ichigo." Ichigo suddenly froze and Shiro looked up from his position buried deep in orange curls to quirk a questioning brow. Swallowing hard, Ichigo cleared his throat with a cough.

"Who?" Ichigo scowled and Shiro realized something was wrong, standing up to lean into Ichigo, listening intently to the voice on the other side of the phone.

"It's Shiro, isn't it? Your brother? You love Shiro, right?" The two were frozen, the twins glancing at each other before Ichigo cleared his throat roughly and spoke again.

"W-Why would you think that?" Rukia scoffed on the other end and Shiro jumped from his frozen state at the harsh-sounding noise.

"I'm not stupid, Ichigo. I have eyes, too. I'm right, aren't I?" Ichigo shivered, suddenly cold and his hands trembled, eyes blank. Shiro gently lead him over to the couch and took the phone from his hand before smoothing out the clenched fist soothingly. He rubbed the back of Ichigo's trembling hand with his thumb as he spoke to the violet-haired girl through the slender phone.

"Listen, Rukia."

"Shiro?" The albino could practically see the raised black brow as she asked.

"Yes, now listen. Ya can' tell anyone. 'S important to Ichi tha' ya don' tell anyone, 'kay?" Rukia scoffed.

"I wasn't gonna tell." Shiro sighed, relieved, but curiously questioned what she said.

"Ya weren'?"

"No. I'm not that kind of friend. I'm just upset that Ichigo didn't tell me." Suddenly, the phone was back in the orangette's hand and Shiro rubbed Ichigo's shoulders with his thumbs soothingly as he pressed kisses on his tense spine. Ichigo leaned into the gentle treatment.

"I know your not that kind of friend, Rukia. It's just... You know what would happen if people found out about our kind of realtionship. It's not exactly..." Rukia was silent as he spoke, but he cut himself off before he could finish, swallowing the growing lump in his throat.

"Normal, I know. I see what you mean there. But, just know, I won't tell anyone and I expect you tell me things like this next time, okay?" Ichigo nodded, forgetting he was on the phone before clearing his throat and answering.

"Yeah, I will. Don't worry..."

"Now go back to the fun you two were having." She spoke with a smirk that Ichigo could just hear in her voice and his jaw dropped to the floor. Shiro smirked against his throat, hearing what she had said and he chuckled a little, tickling the nape of Ichigo's neck with the rumbling sound.

"How do you know-" She cut him off.

"Ichigo." Ichigo sighed, smiling a little.

"Yeah, I know... Bye, Rukia. And thanks." Rukia grinned on the other end and laughed lightly.

"Anytime." Click. Ichigo dropped the phone onto the coffee table, rubbing his face with his hands as he sighed.

"Mmm, now where were we?" Shiro purred in his ear and Ichigo smirked, spinning around with lust and desire in his eyes.

"Right... About... Here." Ichigo shoved his hand down Shiro's boxers and the albino couldn't stop the moan that bubbled up as Ichigo leaped on him, pushing him into the sofa. Lips were captured and he moaned again. Maybe he would play along just a little longer.

A/N - This is a really short chapter, and I just finished it in one go. Literally. Just now. Anyways, this is kinda a filler chapter, and I know you guys were probably expecting more, but the plan I'm working on will take a lot of time to write out and just situated so I figured I'd reward your patience with this before taking forever to update AGAIN.

Two things before I go. One: Name change, but you probably already figured that out. Two: This fic will be two arcs, and the next chapter will most likely start the next one. This means it will most likely be at least 8-15 more chapters before this ends. More or less.

Edited: May 7th, 2011

Word Count: 1,708