Yasumi's eyes blinked. "A black swallowtail butterfly?" she muttered aloud. "Did I leave the window open?"

"They go with shinigami between worlds," a familiar voice informed her.

"Toushiro!" she cried happily, hugging the male with tears in her eyes. "Oh, look at you, so much taller! I was so worried!"

"Why?" he asked, confused.

"All the awful things they're saying about you and Ichigo-kun!"

"Because I died?"

His mother nodded. "They said your and Ichigo-kun's bodies were found in your hotel room, dead, with the presumed weapon in Ichigo-kun's hand."

"I ran into a complication. It has been resolved, however, we needed to cover the mess somehow."

"So you two didn't get into a fight or anything?"

"No. Either way, Kurosaki doesn't have the balls to kill me."

"Is that a fact?" she smiled.

"Very much so."

"... You're back in the world you remember now."

"Yes. I just came back to thank you."

"Thank me?"

"Even, hell, especially, when I didn't want you too, you were with me... helping me, however you could. Thank you."

"Oh, Toushiro. You don't have to thank me for that; that's what mothers do."

"There are those who would not have done many of things you have. Changing my name even, after Kurosaki accidentally said it?"

"Your name is quite the mouthful because of that." She giggled. "Toushiro Daisuke Michael Hitsugaya Saionji.' You likely went back to your old name, though, yes?"

"It was merely the simplier action to take."

"It's understandable. To think you remember so far back."

"I don't remember everything... Kurosaki has a habit of sticking out in my mind. And you holding that katana to him was halarious."

"Oh, really? I seem to recall you crying at the time."

"I was not."

"You were really concerned for him."

"Though I had not idea why."

"Ha! You admit it!"

"Did I just get blackmailed by my own mother?"

"I wouldn't say blackmailed..." she smiled once more. "Will you stop by again?"

"I doubt it," he replied honestly.

"I understand," she replied softly. "But could I ask one thing of you?"

"Name it."

"Shinigami are the ones who come for people when they die, right?"

It was his turn to smile. A soft, barely there smile, but still a smile. "It would honor me to preform your konso, Mother."

She swallowed, trying to keep her calm expression in place so not to upset her son- old habits did die hard, it seemed. "Thank you."

"You're still tall."

Toushiro's eyebrows knitted in confusion. It was the middle of the day; he was in his office, Ichigo in his- or so he had thought until the teen abruptly entered with his astute observation- not to mention a stack of folders, which he'd uncerimoniously dropped on the shorter's desk. "And...?"

"You said that was bad," the other shot back, both hands on the desk, glaring at his lover, as if the tensai was purposefully leaving him out of something.

"Finally remember the events that occured when your brain was reduced to an alcoholic travesty?"

"... Most of 'em."

"I honestly don't know if anything more is in store for the near future, it could be just that I knew I confrontaion with Makaila was coming: those usually end with a fight. I get called the heavenly guardian, but it's Hyorinmaru who has the information to back up that title."

"So it's really Hyorinmaru-san that has the title."

"More or less. We gave up trying to correct the shinigami world eons ago. It seems to be enough for him that I know."

Ichigo chuckled.

"What is so funny?"

"That your zanpakuto keeps you in your place."

"As you seem to have selectively forgotten, Zangetsu kicks your ass on a regular basis- and dont't get me started on Shiro."

"Ouch. Point and game."

"Get back to work, will you?"

"Don't you ever get tired of saying that?"

"Stop stalling. Be grateful you have a fukutaichou that actually works."

"Come to think of it, our divisions are kinda opposites: Yours the taichou works and the fukutaichou slacks, and-"

"GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I CALL HISAGI TO GET YOU!"

"Ok, ok! Yes, sir! I'm out!" the taller said, nearly tripping over his own feet on the way out. A piece of paper flew out from the stack he'd hastily gathered; Toushiro sighed and picked it up; Ichigo was already gone. White brows furrowed when he looked down at the 'document:'

But even so
When the sun is climbing over everything,
I will start walking again
My everyday is piling up, becoming memories
Piling up in my heart

Every time morning comes,
I look at what's right in front of me
The coloring begins
It's fading, slightly I sense something
I look over my shoulder

Every time things that you couldn't remember increase,
Even if you've stopped and even if you're standing there
That "name" behind the tears,
If you could remember it then nothing else would matter
It's the unchangeable "word" since the beginning

More than ever I feel like I could even hear my heart's voice
I keep on hiding and hiding it but then it makes me unnatural to pretend to be tough

I couldn't say things well,
I couldn't nod in approval properly,
if this continues, the moment I gaze at your eyes
let it echoes somewhere inside my heart
That unchangeable "word" since the beginning

If there is space between our hearts must be the fault of this over conscious feeling
If we're back to "our usual selves" again we'll become one

Even if I blame myself or become clumsy because of a thing I couldn't remember
That "name" inside that smile, if I could remember it then nothing else would matter
It's the unchangeable "word" since the beginning

Unchangeable "word"

And then at the end, like an after thought:

Remember, I will still be here As long as you hold me, in your memory
Remember, when your dreams have ended
Time can be transcended Just remember me

A small smile pulled the edges of the tensai's mouth. "That idiot," he mumbled.

'...ave one life to live, That'll be the beginning of a great story'

The hell? Hitsugaya had been approaching his quarters for the night- he swore he heard his own voice coming from it.

'You are my sun in the darkness of the night,
You are my ice land on the sea of memories
You are my sun in the darkness of the night
And be my eyes when I lose my sight'

Oh. That idiot, the taichou realised, peering in the window. He was determined to listen to that whole damn thing, wasn't he? Whatever; he himself wasn't going to stay outside his own residence because of it.

I' like your whispering in the dark
There are whispers of the past
You are hiding deep inside my dreams,
Dreaming the final dream, the last
I like your whispering in the dark
There are whispers of the past
You are hiding deep inside my dreams,
Dreaming the final dream, the last'

He did enter quietly, though, wanting to see the embarrassed look on his lover's face when he found him.

'Give me more than you can take,
Then I'll give us a second chance
We have one life to live,
I'll give you all I've got to give
Like a moonlight, you're showing me the way,
Like heroine You course in my veins'

The ninth division captain was sitting on floor, crosslegged in from of the CD player he'd dragged in from the living world (how, the tensai still did not know, nor did he care to), leaning back on his hands, doing nothing else but listening to the music coming fromt he box in front of him.

'I like your whispering in the dark
There are whispers of the past
You are hiding deep inside my dreams,
Dreaming the final dream, the last
I like your whispering in the dark
There are whispers of the past Y
ou are hiding deep inside my dreams,
Dreaming the final dream, the last'

"Nice," he heard the taller male mutter, who let the CD continue to the next song. Toushiro groaned internally. That one had more or less been inspired by his muddled memories phase; but this one- well, it was basically the story of his life until meeting the other male. Yeah. Her.

'I remembered black skies T
he lightning all around me
I remembered each flash
As time began to blur
Like a startling sign
That fate had finally found me
And your voice was all I heard
Did I get what I deserve

So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross
The distance in your eyes
Give me reason
To fill this hole
Connect this space be-'

Orange brows furrowed then, and as if sensing his lover's distaste for the song, skipped ahead.

'Wash away the thoughts inside
That keep my mind away from you.
No more love and no more pride
And thoughts are all I have to do'

It was REALLY boring being a human.

'Remember when it rained?
Felt the ground and looked up high
And called your name
Remember when it rained?
In the darkness I remain'

In all actuality, it hadn't been raining when he'd first seen Ichigo after being born, but it seemed like it should have been.

'Tears of hope run down my skin.
Tears for you that will not dry.
They magnify the one within
And let the outside slowly die.

Remember when it rained?
I felt the ground and looked up high
And called your name
Remember when it rained?
In the water I remain'

Ichigo seemed amused. Bastard probably figured out it was all about him. Again. 'Dammit, his is exactly why I didn't want him listening to it,' the white-haired male grumbled to himself. At least it was at- wait. Why was there sill music? He recognised it immediately, and with the recognition came a thirst for a certain hollow's blood.

But before he could even beging to think of a plausible way to stop the other male, the song had begun.

'You are young, and so am I and
This is wrong, but who am I to judge?
I feel like heaven when we touch I guess, for me this is enough

We're one mistake for being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight'

Ichigo began to laugh. The taichou was trying to leave without the other noticing when the male called, "Is the one about me too, Toushiro? Come on, I gotta know."

The tensai came in the room and stopped the song, but did not answer.

"Guess I showed you," the orange haired male smirked.

"Piss off. I hadn't remembered you died shortly before you turned eighteen."

"Apparently, you did subconciously. You gotta admit it's funny."

"I do not have to, nor will I, admit to any such thing. I would, however, love it if you would materialize Shiro."

"Why?"

"So I can kill him."

"I dunno what he did, but going by his laughter, it must've been pretty rotten."

"That song should not have seen the light of day. Once I recalled the information, I pulled it; or I thought I had."

"That explains the sadist laughter in my head."

"Would you mind me putting an end to that?"

"Later," the taller replied, pulling him close.

"I want to kill, not have sex."

"Turn that energy into something more productive."

"Kurosah-ki..." Damn that spot! He was in a right mood to toast his own damn ears just so Kurosaki would never touch that spot again!

Immediately after, his lover's hands were under his uniform, pulling the shorter back against himself. Toushiro groaned despite his homocial urges at the touches, and louder when he felt the other's erection against himsself. "Ichi..."

"Fuck, Toushiro," the taller said, the almost-use of his first name going straight to his groin. "Say it."

"Make me."

The orange haired male pulled the other's hakama off, pressing a barely-wet finger against the tensai's entrance.

"Ahhhh!" he cried out in surprise and pleasure. "Ichigo..."

The taller pushed the digit in further, the other cried out louder. "Whatta think, Toushiro? Ready yet?" he asked coyly, adding a finger.

"Ah! Damn... bastard..."

"That's a 'yes,'" the hazel eyed male grinned, then entered the taichou.

"Ah! Ichi... Ichigo," the teal eyed male moaned.

The teen pulled the other's hips closer with every thrust, hitting that perfect spot every time.

"Fuck... Ichi... go... ah..."

"Toushiro... so good..." Ichigo breathed, pulling the other close as he could.

Tears burned the tensai's eyes with every thrust; he was close. "Ah, Ichi... Ichi..." he moaned.

The taller knew what that meant. Faster and faster, he pounded into the male until he'd released; he heard the cry that signal's his love's climax as well, then collapsed on the floor, Toushiro on top of him. Once his breathing calmed, he looked down at the other; he was sound asleep. He chuckled, and after carefully picking him up, carried him to the bedroom. Both under the covers and comforable, Ichigo held the tensai close.

"It's good to have you back, Toushiro."

A/N: And thus ends 'Rockstar.' Hope you enjoyed the ride!

Songs used:

'Unchangeable Word' Morita Masakazu

'Remember' Josh Groban

'Whispers' Unsun

'New Divide' Linkin Park

'Remember When It Rained' Josh Groban

'Seventeen Forever' Metro Station