Looking back at the last chapter, this is turning out to be a bit different than what I had planned earlier. However, I think it is actually turning out better. Anyway, let's see if I can sqeeze in some actual fluff/mild lemon moments in this chapter.
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Chapter 3
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Rukia got down first and sat at the table. Another few seconds passed, and Ichigo came down too. This queit didn't last though, for Isshin came flying through the air in an attempt to kick Ichigo. Ichigo ducked in time and continued on his way to the table.
"Good job my son! You seem to get better with each day!" resounded Isshin.
Ichigo blew him off. He was too focused on Toshirou dragging him to Soul Society in a couple of days. While filing through his thoughts, a decent sized pain erupted in his shin, which caused him to jump out of his thoughts. Everyone was staring at him, with the table set and ready.
"Are you okay Nii-chan?" asked Yuzu.
"Uh...yeah."
"You don't seem okay." retorted Karin.
"I'm fine!" yelled Ichigo, a little louder than intended.
Rukia was watching the family try to figure out what was going on with Ichigo, while she had a pretty good idea.
"Lying doesn't solve things Ichigo! You should be honest with us!" Isshin voiced.
"I'm not lying dammit!" Ichigo slammed his fist on the table, shaking everything on it. He got up and stalked out of the kitchen, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
About an hour later, Rukia came into his room, to find Ichigo asleep. She stood over him and shook her head.
"I know you don't want to go, but you need to." Rukia whispered more to herself than Ichigo. She then walked out of his room and quietly closed his door.
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"God dammit, why is that damned Toshirou dragging us to Soul Society! You aren't dangerous anymore." ranted Ichigo inside his internal world with his hollow.
"I'm thinkin' you're puttin' too much thought inta this King."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Let's jus' give ol' man Kurotsuchi what 'e wants, so we can get back to our life."
"There is no way in hell that I'm going to be some lab rab!"
The hollow flash stepped behind Ichigo, and punched Ichigo in the back of the head. Ichigo landed on the ground, not expecting what his hollow just did. He quickly looked up, to see the hollow walking toward him.
"Ya really need ta relax King." he said while putting his hand on Ichigo's head and walking behind him and sitting down.
"How can you, of all people, assume I'd relax at this kind of thing!"
"Yare, yare." the hollow got on his knees and and grabbed Ichigo's shoulders gently and shoke him. "Ya just need ta get ya mind off a it. Then you'll be back ta ya ol' self again."
Ichigo rolled his eyes, and pulled away from his hollow. However, he found himself being pulled back; not forward. The hollow had pulled him onto his lap, and started stroking his hair.
"What the hell!" Ichigo stammered, as a blush began crawling up into his cheeks.
"Relax King. I'm gonna get your mind off a the runt." he said as he stroked Ichigo's hair and then down the side of his face to the base of his neck.
"If you're going to try, at least call me by my name." Ichigo glanced off to left a little, as the blush in his cheeks grew – in both brightness and size.
"Tch, whatever."
"I think you're going to need a name soon, or I'm going to lose it. Either that or you continuing to call me 'King' will cause me to snap."
The hollow lowered his head closer to Ichigo's, so their noses were touching. "I thought I tol' ya alreay Ichi-kun. I don't need one." He then kissed Ichigo on the forehead.
"Well, then your getting one, for my sanity's sake."
"Ya still 'ave some lef'?" asked the hollow sarcastically.
"What's that implying?" responded Ichigo slyly.
"Nothin'."
"Really now?" inquired Ichigo, as he started to wrap his arms around his hollow's waist.
"Ya. Really." the hollow grinned, as he started lightly kissing Ichigo's forehead, and working his way down.
"I think I figured out a name for you..." Ichigo said, kissing the hollow on the neck a few minutes later.
"What might that be, Ichi-kun?" he asked, and lightly nipped Ichigo's shoulder.
"Why don't you guess?" challenged Ichigo as a chill went up and down his spine from the bite.
"Kami-sama." joked the hollow. He then started his way back up.
"Like I'd name you that." retorted Ichigo.
"Then what do you have in mind, Ichi-kun?" asked the hollow as he began to slowly snake his arm down (and under) Ichigo's shingami robes(1) as he continued to kiss Ichigo's neck.
Ichigo grabbed his hollow's wrist before it got lower than his pant line.
"Kuroji." stated Ichigo as he kissed the hollow's hand.
"Kuroji?" repeated the hollow curiously.
"Yeah. And you're keeping it." With that said (desisively), Ichigo lifted himself up a bit and kissed Kuroji's lips. Kuroji returned it, stronger, and pried Ichigo's mouth open with his tounge. He was a bit surprised that Ichigo let him in without much of a struggle. Ichigo then twisted a bit and was able to face Kuroji, instead of being on his back.
Ichigo broke the kiss after a minute to breath, but Kuroji wouldn't let him break for long. Within seconds, Kuroji was on top of Ichigo, slowly removing Ichigo's upper garments; and Ichigo doing the same to him. Kuroji then started to nibble on the side of Ichigo's throat. With this action, small groans/hisses came from Ichigo, as he clung to Kuroji's back.
"Ya finally begun ta relax Ichi-kun." Kuroji said as he ran his fingers through Ichigo's hair, before pecking at his partner's shoulders.
"I guess." replied Ichigo.
"'Bout time too."
"Tch."
'Ichigo...!'
"Huh? What was that?" asked Kuroji, looking up from his lover.
"What?"
"Sounded like Rukia callin' ya..."
"You're hearing things."
'ICHIGO...!'
The second time was louder than the first, which caused both of the them to get off eachother, and look around.
"Tch. She's wantin' ya ta wake up."
"Right." Ichigo disappointedly, as he stood up and fixed his shinigami robes. "I'll be off Kuroji."
"Yeah."
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Rukia stood at Ichigo's bed side, shaking him. It wasn't like his to sleep in past 10, and through his father's kicks. After the hours of shaking him, his eyes slowly opened.
"Wha...what is it Rukia?"
"Idiot! You've been asleep for hours. Time to get your butt out of bed."
Rubbing his head, Ichigo sat up. "You don't have to be so loud Rukia."
"How else am I supposed to get you up?"
"Whatever. I'm up now, so get out while I change."
"You're really ungrateful, you know that?" Rukia asked as she left.
Ichigo responded with a grunt and got out of bed. He put on a pair of tight fitting jeans and t-shirt, before letting Rukia back in.
"What was wrong with you?" questioned Rukia.
"What?"
"You wouldn't wake up to anything, and you were starting to get cold."
"Really?"
"If you weren't, you think I'd be asking you this stuff?"
"Guess not."
"Come on, Hitsugaya taicho is waiting downstairs for you."
"WHAT! I thought I still had another day!"
"You do. He is just going to explain how you're getting over to Soul Society."
"Great." Ichigo replied, as he sat back down on his bed.
Rukia had to literally drag Ichigo down the stairs to talk with Hitsugaya.
"Ah, Kurosaki. We'll walk while I explain things. Kuchiki, you come too."
"Right." answered Rukia.
Hitsugaya walked out the door with Ichigo and Rukia in tow.
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(1) I'm having Ichigo be in his shinigami clothes while inside his mind world, thing.
Okay. Chapter 3 is now up. I wrote this at 1:30 in the morning, so if there are grammar problems, I'll resolve them soon.
Anyway...those 5 reviews got me writing again, thanks to those nice enough to do so.
Read and Review more people, it's my "go juice".
xD
(I have also decided to bump up the rating for this story for safety measures.)