Ichigo sighed as he headed into the shop. Trying to get Rukia to let him go alone was like trying to take candy away from a toddler. She was not listening until he finally had to scream at her that he'd see her in school in a couple of hours. That shut up her right quick. She had walked back to Orihime's place with Renji. He wanted to get his body before he had to go to school, and was hoping to sit down and talk with Urahara before he went. I hope he's awake.

He opened the sliding door and saw the light on in the side room of the shop. He walked over to it and found Orihime healing Ishida still. He sighed and walked in. "How's he doing, Inoue?"

"Much better, Kurosaki-kun. I should be done in about twenty minutes or so. What time is it?"

Ichigo looked over to a clock that was in the shop. "Just a little past 6 in the morning."

Her eyes widened. "Really? That late? Or early?" She sighed. "So much for sleep for me."

"Don't go to school today, Orihime. I can explain to Miss Ochi that you're sick. I doubt Ishida is going to be able to go to school as well." Ichigo sighed.

"You two are more than welcome to stay here for the day." Ichigo turned around and felt himself blush as he saw Urahara standing in the doorway. "In fact, I insist upon it, Orihime-chan."

She nodded her head and sighed. "Thank you, Urahara-san. I will probably just go to the next room and lay down."

"Where's Sado?" Urahara remarked. Ichigo looked at him with a quizzical look, wondering why he was asking about the silent giant.

The pink purse spoke up. "Ah, he went to sleep where Orihime-chan is suggesting she'll go to sleep. He only went to bed an hour or so ago. Orihime had to threaten him to go to sleep."

"He's just worried," Urahara sighed. "We all were. But it seems that you've done a fine job of rejecting whatever had happened to him, Orihime-chan. Thank you." Grey eyes turned to look at Ichigo. Ichigo felt a blush rise on his cheeks once more. The way the man's gaze looked, it was hard not to become a bit...aroused. "Did you encounter any more Hollows?"

Ah, all business. Take a deep breath. Ichigo shook his head. "No, we didn't come across any more Hollows. We looked all over town, making sure to check the original area where they were attacked. Nothing."

"Alright. Well, just be mindful. I have a feeling that the activity may begin to increase. You should always keep Kon on you." Urahara said.

"Right. Then I should probably head home." Ichigo did his best to convey his meaning to Urahara by saying this. He saw the blonde nod his head slightly, making Ichigo's heart beat faster. He looked back over at Orihime and nodded. "I'll make sure Miss Ochi knows about the three of you. I doubt Chado is going to want to leave."

"Is there something going on between the two of them?" Orihime asked quietly. She looked up Ichigo and he shrugged.

"Not quite sure, Inoue. If there is, good for them. If there isn't, then that's fine as well. We all need each other right now. Especially if Urahara-san thinks things are going to start to become a bit more...active."

Orihime nodded. "I agree, Kurosaki-kun."

"See you later, Inoue." Ichigo walked out of the room and discreetly headed back to the part of the shop that lead to the house portion. He heard Urahara say a few more things to Orihime but didn't bother to understand what he was saying. He slipped into Urahara's bedroom and wandered into the bath. He saw his body laying in the tub. He let himself fall back into his body and groaned a bit.

"We probably should have just left you in the bed and covered you up." Ichigo turned and saw Urahara standing in the bathroom with him. Ichigo shook his head and stood up.

"No, I think it's okay. I don't know if my body is sore from the bath, the massage, or the antics of my brainless father." Ichigo sighed and stretched. "Listen, do you mind if I take a shower here?" Ichigo asked, feeling his heart rate pick up a bit. "I'm pressed for time. The only reason I'm going to go home is so I can grab Kon."

Urahara chuckled. "Well, then you don't have to go home. Remember? Kon's already here."

"Oh, crap. That's right. Where?" Ichigo asked.

Urahara walked over to his medicine cabinet and pulled out the tiny blue marble. "I made sure he was okay when you left earlier today. I didn't know where else to keep him, so I put him up in a safe place." He set him down on the ledge of the sink, making sure the drain was covered, just in case.

"Thanks, Kisuke." Ichigo smiled. "So, shower?"

Turning around, Urahara walked over to the shower and turned it on. "Be my guest, Ichigo." He turned to leave the bathroom.

"Wait," Ichigo said.

Urahara turned back around and looked at him. "Yes, Ichigo?"

"Did you want...did you want to join me?" Ichigo asked nervously. He still wasn't sure how he was supposed to approach these things. He knew he had no reason to be nervous around the man. Not after everything that has happened. But he still couldn't stop himself.

The shop keeper smiled. "Sure. Just let me take care of one thing and I'll be in a second." He walked back out of the bathroom and closed the door. Ichigo nodded and took off his clothes, dropping them in a pile. He wished that he had clean clothes with him. Maybe I should start keeping a few things here? Would he mind? He sighed and stepped into the shower.

As he let the liquid heat race down his back, he began to think about what was in store for him today. He knew that Shinji wanted him to start his Vizored training after school. He had no idea where that was going to be taking place. Hopefully the man would give him some sort of idea today in school. He picked up a bottle of shampoo and was about to pour some of the green liquid into his hand when he felt someone step behind him.

"Here, let me," Ichigo felt his body shudder in response to Urahara's closeness. He nodded his head and gave his lover the bottle, smiling. He heard Urahara pour some into his hand and moaned softly as he felt the man begin to massage his scalp. "How'd it go out there with Renji and Rukia?"

Ichigo leaned back into his touch. "It was fine. Bloody Rukia would not stop giving me shit for what happened. Renji finally had to tell her to shut up. And never mind the fact that I knew my body was still here. She kept trying to get me to walk to my house with her."

"Why did she want to go to your house?" Urahara asked, gently pushing Ichigo under the shower head so he could rinse his hair out.

Moving forward under the spray, Ichigo waited until all the soap was out of his hair and face to speak again. "I don't know. I don't really care right now. I'm just glad to be back in my body. And you're here with me." Ichigo smiled, turning around to face Urahara. "I'm sorry our fun was cut short by the Hollow attack."

"These things happen," Urahara shrugged and smiled. "I'm just grateful that Orihime was able to take care of Ishida." The blonde grabbed a clean cloth from outside the shower and began to moisten it with water. He grabbed his soap and began to soap up the cloth.

Ichigo turned his back, allowing Urahara to begin to wash his body. "I know. You'll look after them today, won't you?" He smiled, enjoying the gentle touches of his lover.

"Of course," Urahara leaned down. "Did you want me to wash all of your body, Ichigo?"

Feeling himself become aroused by a single question, Ichigo moaned softly. "Depends on what you mean, taichou." He felt the older man lower the cloth to his backside and began to touch him with a sensual touch. He pushed back against his hand and groaned softly as he felt the cloth move along his hip. Ichigo cried out and placed his hands against the wall of the shower as he felt Urahara begin to wash his very erect arousal. "K-kisuke..." He moaned low.

Turning around quickly. Ichigo reversed their positions in the shower, pushing Urahara against the wall. He found his mouth and began to kiss him roughly. He felt Urahara's grip tighter on his arousal, and heard the cloth drop to the floor. He groaned into the kiss, thrusting into the shop keeper's hand, his tongue pressing against Urahara's urgently. He heard Urahara's soft moan as their tongues dueled in each other's mouths. He felt Urahara pull away, so he lowered his head to the shop keeper's neck and nipped at it.

"Ichigo," Urahara spoke in a lustful tone. Ichigo nodded and reached down, brushing against Urahara's taunt sac and moaned around the skin between his lips. He gently pushed a finger inside of Urahara, hearing the man moan in response to his actions. He put his foot against Urahara's, forcing the older man to spread his legs a bit more. He could feel the man move as his finger was inside of his warmth. He pushed another finger in and began to move his two fingers in and out of him slowly. "Guh...more..." Urahara gaspsed out, causing Ichigo to move a bit slower. "You...tease..." Urahara groaned, leaning his head back against the tile.

The substitute shinigami chuckled low. "You love it," he pushed his fingers inside of the shop keeper, and slowly began to hook the tips. He felt Urahara clench around him and smiled, brushing the blone's prostate with the pad of his fingertips. He loved the noises that he would make Urahara make when he touched him in this manner. "Do you want me, Kisuke?"

"Oh...Kami...yes..." Urahara moaned louder, pushing against Ichigo's fingers. Ichigo pushed his fingers further up inside of him, barely pushing against his sweet spot, causing Urahara to begin to beg. "Ichigo...please..."

Ichigo felt Urahara's grip lessen on his arousal. He bent his knees slightly and let his fingers slip out of Urahara. He heard the man moan in protest. "Shh..." Ichigo spoke into his ear. "You won't be empty for long..."

He placed himself at Urahara's entrance and pushed the tip of his arousal into him gradually, loving the groans that were being extracted from Urahara's throat. He felt himself push past the tight ring of muscle, biting his lip as he pushed himself further into him. This is what he had been hoping for before the two of them had been rudely interrupted. He felt himself fully sheathed inside of Urahara and began to move his hips in an unhurried fashion.

Urahara placed his hands on Ichigo's shoulders, trying to force the youth to move faster. "I...I can't take this..." Urahara cried out. Ichigo smiled, pressing his lips against the older man's throat, kissing his skin. He began to move his hips a bit faster, letting himself pull almost all the way out of Urahara before quickly slamming all the way inside of him. He heard his lover cry out at that action, smiling against Urahara's neck. He groaned as he felt Urahara push himself up on the wall, quickly wrapping his legs around Ichigo's waist. Ichigo began to holler with how deep he was inside of Urahara, but was quickly silenced by Urahara's mouth over his own. He began to push deeper inside, feeling the tightness increase the further he went it. He moaned into Urahara's mouth, gripping on to the man's hips as he pushed him harder against the wall. He broke off the kiss and leaned his forehead against the tile, resting just above Urahara's left shoulder. "Ichigo..." Urahara moaned wrapping his legs tighter around him.

Reaching down, Ichigo began to stroke Urahara in time with his hard thrusts, pushing himself further inside the man. He could feel the familiar coil in his lower stomach, so he began to move his hand faster. He could feel Urahara throbbing beneath his palm and groaned, pushing into him. "That's it, Kisuke..." Ichigo moaned into his ear, stroking him faster. He felt Urahara release his orgasm, feeling the warm liquid begin to spurt out of the tip of his arousal against their skin He groaned as his lover's body tighten around his own arousal, causing him to follow him over the edge. He rode out his orgasm with Urahara, still pumping his hand, making sure not to release his hand until he felt the man still behind him.

Both men stayed where they were, panting. Ichigo bent his knees a bit more and felt Urahara's legs drop from around him. The two of them groaned, one from lack of support and the other from slipping out of the warmth. Ichigo began to laugh quietly, shaking his head.

"What?" Urahara asked, grinning. "What is it, Ichigo?"

Laughing louder, Ichigo smiled. "Never pictured that you'd be able to stay up like that. Or that I could support your weight." He grinned and stood under the shower, quickly rinsing himself off. He pulled Kisuke under the water with him, helping the man rinse off as well.

"Don't remind me. I'm still not quite sure what possessed me to do that." Urahara smirked, rinsing off his backside. "The water has started to cool down. It's probably a good idea if we were get out of here soon."

Nodding his head, Ichigo quickly ran the water over his hair one last time and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel from the clean stack above the toilet and quickly dried his hair, then wrapped the towel around his waist. He heard the water shut off and grabbed another towel for Urahara, handing it to him as he stepped out.

"Thank you, Ichigo." Urahara spoke quietly. "Please don't forget to take Kon with you."

"Of course. Kisuke? Can I ask you something?" Ichigo dried off his body some more and then picked up his pants and slipped them back on his body. He did not put his dirty underwear back on, instead choosing to go 'commando'.

Urahara took a couple of cotton swabs out of his medicine cabinet and stuck one in his ear. "Sure, Ichigo. What is it?"

Clearing his throat, Ichigo slipped his shirt back on over his head. "Would it...would it be okay if I brought a few shirts and pants over here? I mean, just so I don't have to go home to change, if we have another late night like last night." Ichigo felt his blush returning to his face. He really wished he felt less embarrassed about the silly things.

"Of course," Urahara nodded, smiling at him. "I think that's a very wise idea."

"Really?" Ichigo's voice raised in pitch. "Do you mean it?" He reached over and placed the mod soul into his pants pocket, making sure he was secure.

Urahara nodded. "Yes, Ichigo. Now, it's getting late. You should hurry home to change."

"When will I see you?" Ichigo asked, wrapping his arms around his lover, not caring if the water that was still on his chest got onto his shirt.

"Well, you're beginning your training today with Shinji, yes?" Ichigo nodded his head in confirmation. "Then I suppose I'll see you after you're finished."

"Wait, what?" Ichigo asked. "You're not going to be there? I don't want to do anything without you." Ichigo could hear himself whining and did not care. He really did not want to be left alone with Shinji. "Please don't make me do this alone."

The shop keeper shook his head. "No, Ichigo. You have to do this by yourself. Don't worry, I know that you can. It will be alright." Urahara hugged him tightly. "I love you. There's nothing to be worried about."

"Fine," Ichigo sighed, resting his head on Urahara's shoulder. He leaned up and placed a kiss on Urahara's cheek. "I guess I'll see you whenever he's finished with me. If he molests me, I'm going to take it out on you."

Urahara laughed. "Ichigo, nothing like that is going to happen. Have a little faith. He's going to show you how to control your Hollow. Not rape you."

Ichigo pulled away and shook his head. "That isn't what I meant. Anyway, fine. I guess I'll see you soon. Kon will be in my body. Please, if Rukia asks, just tell her to leave me be. Tell her the truth, Kisuke. She can't get upset with me for trying to control my emotions. I feel him wanting to come out every single time I'm around her. I'm tired of the inner struggle I'm having."

"Of course," Urahara said. "Now, get out of here before I tell you to just not go to school as well."

"You'd do that?" Ichigo smirked, pressing himself against Urahara.

"Go!" Urahara pushed him away, laughing. "And yes, of course I would. But not today. You need to go."

Smiling, Ichigo walked out of the bedroom and quickly peeked into the room where Orihime was finishing up healing Ishida. He saw that Sado was now awake and watching Ishida. "I'll let Miss Orchi know you guys won't be in class."

"Thanks, Ichigo." Sado said quietly. Ichigo watched as the man walked over to Ishida and took his hand and placed it between his two hands. Looking at Orihime, Ichigo smiled.

"Go get some sleep, Inoue."

"Hai," Orihime said weakly. She stood up and lost her balance. Ichigo quickly raced over to her and caught her. "S-sorry, Kurosaki-kun."

Ichigo blushed and shook his head. "No need to apologize, Inoue." He gently lifted her up, carrying her bridal style to the side room. He laid her down on the mat, smiling at her. "You did a great job healing Ishida. Get some rest. I don't know when I'll see you again."

Yawning, Orihime blinked. "You're going somewhere?"

"I am. But don't worry, Kon will be around to keep you guys company."

Orihime nodded. "Okay. Just be careful, alright?"

"Always." Ichigo stood up and walked out of the room. He looked back down the hallway, hoping Urahara would pop his head out of his room and tell him to stay. But, that did not happen. So, he continued through the shop and headed back outside.

Time to get some clean clothes. Ichigo sighed, starting the long walk home.

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A/N: Well, yay for Ishida finally being healed. And yay for shower! Up next, Visoreds. ^_^ Thanks for reading!