AN: Vague smut at the end of the chapter.
"Would you mind explaining this?" There's a box of birth control placed onto Ichigo's textbook and he silently curses the fact that Lilly's in England at the moment.
"Birth control?" He plays the ignorant card, blinking up at Urahara.
"If I remember correctly, Lilly-chan doesn't need it, and neither Ururu nor your sisters come here often enough."
"Well...they aren't for them." His hands itch for his phone, desperate to call Lilly and have her explain everything.
"Oh? And then why were they in the bathroom then?"
"Lilly put them there. After she got them from the doctor."
"You're hiding something from me, Ichigo-kun." He shut his book, scooting back from Kisuke's searching and slightly judgmental gaze.
"Back when you had your first fight with Lilly." He told the wall over Urahara's shoulder, trying his hardest not to look at the blond. "You were knocked out and your clothes were in ruins so I asked her to grab you a change of clothes. And she found some old clothes tucked away in your closet."
"They could have belonged to Yoruichi-san and I was only storing them," Kisuke told him from behind his fan, eyes shadowed.
"They could have belonged to Yoruichi. However, they stunk of sex, blood and tansy, and even if Yoruichi-san would have chosen to go down that path, her scent didn't match up to the one on the clothes."
"So you managed to figure out my little secret."
"I had the cultural knowledge and she had the literal experience. At first, she was only observing you. She was angry on my behalf for the roles you played in my life, and she wanted to know what made you tick." The words, now that he had started with his explanation, come much easier. He dares to glance at Kisuke, but he only looks conflicted, like he's forcing himself to stay in one place. "Then she started seeing what I saw in you. She even understands you better than I do. They were my idea, the pills. I waited until she was warmed up to you, then told her what I had been planning. You always call yourself a 'pervert' and judging from the speed Lilly and I moved at first, we wanted to cover all of our bases."
"Excuse me, Ichigo-kun, but I need to take care of something."
"Sure, take your time."
Ichigo wakes up with a familiar mess of curls on his face. Lilly was curled up on his right side, arms thrown across his chest and Kisuke's shoulders. He'd called her after his talk with Kisuke while the other had disappeared into the bedroom, and looks like she decided to end her trip early.
She groans in protest when he tries to move, snuggling closer to his chest. Kisuke also makes a small noise when she pulls him closer, nails digging into his bare skin. Even their legs were tangled up, the blanket mushed under them. He was trapped between the two. Glancing at the clock on the wall, he let his head fall back into the pillows. There was luggage near the door, clothes were thrown onto the armchair, and the shades were drawn. He could still go back to sleep.
Eventually, he weasels out of the bed when Lilly rolls off him. They shuffle around behind him more, and when he looks back, it looks like two octopi got glued together, and both of them are going to wake up with hair in their mouth.
He returns twenty minutes later, a fresh cup of coffee in hands, to see both of them sitting up, Kisuke curled up against Lilly. She looked up when he opened the door, expression sad but eyes determined. Ichigo turns to leave them alone, only to stop when she motions him to come back to bed.
Setting down his cup on the nightstand next to Urahara's hat and a mountain of pins that Lilly had in her head, he moved behind his girlfriend, pulling both her and Kisuke against his chest.
"I could get used to cuddling every time one of us gets upset."
"We'd never get out of bed then." Kisuke bites back, snaking his arms across both of them.
"Eh, could be worse."
"Says the cat with the human body." Lilly stuck her tongue out but still started purring. They were a weird bunch of people.
The house she'd been renovating is done six months after the end of the war. The large, Normandy style house is nearly a manor, hidden by a massive garden, and she proudly tells him, on his first tour of the house, that it could fit all the people dear to them. There are huge bay windows overlooking the river and the forest and ward-stones in every single available corner of the garden. Not even the Soul King could have gotten through those protections.
In the warm, western-style rooms of the house, Kisuke looks out of place, like a ghost trailing after the new owners of his old land. They reach a door leading to the cellar, and Lilly switches over to dragging the blond, across the traditional Japanese style rooms and the empty spaces where he could build a new lab and training ground.
"These are why the construction lasted so long. Last-minute additions tend to be harder to manage." She explains, pushing back her flower crown which fell into her eyes when she jumped around too much.
They fall into bed together with drunken grace in the master bedroom of the new house. Lilly can't hold her liquor anymore, Ichigo is new to drinking and Kisuke had not drunk anything stronger than tea for a couple of months now. She's drunkenly giggling while the guys are making out, pants halfway pulled down and topless.
Ichigo breaks the kiss first, pulling her into the mess of limbs, pulling her hair and exposing her neck for them to ravish. There are hands in his pants and on his chest and fuck knows who is who by now. She breaks off eventually, straddling Kisuke and starting to mouth a trail down from his neck to his groin. Ichigo blinks at her, processing, then shrugs, leaning down to do the same on her back. Her spine was sensitive enough.
They are in a tangle of limbs, clothes thrown all around them and hair in a mess. All of them ended up with bite and scratch marks, with Lilly still on top of Kisuke and Ichigo balls deep in the blond, hands almost glued to Lilly's chest.