A/N: I hate putting this here, but this drabble honestly needs an explanation. Over in the soulsociety livejournal group, there was a conversation discussing bra-sizes of the girls and women of Bleach, and somehow… well, the idea behind the drabble you're about to read came about. Go figure. Shounen-ai.
He was unsure of how it had begun, but here he was, getting groped and snogged by Kurosaki Ichigo in the science lab. Yes, Ishida Uryuu, Quincy Archer and enemy of shinigami, was being felt up and practically seduced by Ichigo.
It was utterly insane and completely wrong.
But it was still happening. And in the science lab of all places.
And now Ichigo was unbuttoning his shirt…
Wait! Unbuttoning his shirt?
"Uh, Ichigo, don't do that!"
"Mmm, come on, get that stick outta your ass, no one's gonna walk by…"
Suddenly, his fingers stopped expertly slipping the buttons free from the button-holes. Ichigo stared. Ishida flushed an odd shade of reddish purple.
"Ishida… why the fuck are you wearing a corset?"