WARNING: Yaoi (BoyxBoy, gay sex), Incest (there won't be quite as much as there is in that Doujinshi I mentioned, but still expect a little bit of it), gore, and so on and so forth.

CAUTION: This story contains information about a few chemical reactions—nothing you can't just look up on Youtube, honestly—But I still want to remind you that this is a Fanfiction and I caution you not to try anything you read on here. Okeedokee, thanks~

BETA'D (By the great Oneiric Desideria!)

Star Brothers

Chapter16: Rules are rules

Mugetsu – 21 years old

Shirosaki – 18 years old

Getsuga – 18 years old

Kon – 15 years old

Ichigo – 15 years old

By the time they got to Aizen's, the last straining beams of sunlight had already dropped passed the horizon and been replaced by the soft glow of the moon.

The five brothers were quiet as the car pulled into the large parking lot. Everyone, besides Shirosaki of course, gawked up at the huge building presented to them.

"Is this really where you live?" Kon whispered, his voice small as he glanced around at the gardens that wrapped around the brick building. Large, yellow lamps sprouted from the ground and surrounded each bed of flowers, lighting them up as if they were on display.

Shirosaki rolled his eyes and then kicked Kon's seat.

"Nooooo. 'Course not, shithead. This's jus' where I do my laundry."

"REALLY!?"

"Sarcasm, dumbass. Now get the fuck outta the car. Gotta piss."

Kon did as instructed, making sure to pull the handle and lift the seat as soon as he stepped out. Ichigo shook his head and Getsuga huffed when Shirosaki had to climb over them to escape the car.

The last to clamber out was Mugetsu, who seemed rather distracted as he fiddled with the car keys. He just stared down with this thoughtful expression plastered across his face. Ichigo was the first to notice, and he quickly moved to his side as they all made their way towards the large mansion-like building.

When Mugetsu didn't seem to notice his presence, Ichigo gently nudged his side.

Hazy eyes locked with deep brown, and Mugetsu couldn't help but smile when he saw the worried look on his little brother's face. Before he could put poor little Ichigo's mind at ease, though, Shirosaki suddenly turned and coughed to get their attention.

He stood before the door, one hand in his pocket to dig out his keys while the other rested at his hip.

"I wanna give you guys the run down 'fore I let you in..." That had Ichigo's, as well as everyone else's, attention as they waited for him to continue. "First off, I 'aint the only one livin' here... When I got adopted at the group home, Aizen took a few of the other kids with me... Even when he already had children of his own-Starrk and Halibel. But anyway. In total, I have eight brothers n' sisters in there and they're gonna be all over you guys. Just FYI."

"Woah... And I thought Ma n' Dad had their hands full with just me and my two little siblings..." Kon whispered loud enough for the others to hear and most of them smirked at the impressed look on his face.

"Yeah... Fath-...Aizen... Definitely had his hands full."

Mugetsu raised a brow curiously when Shirosaki stopped himself from saying 'father'.

They all knew that their current guardians weren't actually their real parents... So why should it matter what they called them. But what Mugetsu didn't understand was that Shirosaki was still having doubts about his foster father's good nature.

The rumor about him trying to kill that man still plagued his mind and he promised himself that he would get to the bottom of it. He would find out the truth, and he would do it without getting the others involved.

"So last thing I should say before I piss myself-" That earned him a snicker from Getsuga, to which he simply flipped him the bird, "Kon. Under no circumstances are you to have sex with my sisters."

Kon seemed surprised at first, but then he put on this heart-broken expression. He assumed they were probably super hot if Shirosaki had to warn him off like this.

"But... what if they make the first move?"

Shiro raised a brow and then let a devilish smile split his face.

"Oh... they will. And that's why I'm tellin' you now-if I find out your lil' dick was anywhere near 'em, I'm gonna gut ya."

The words, as well as the scary smirk, had Kon running to hide behind Ichigo.

The others simply looked amused.

"Let's go in then, shall we?" Mugetsu pressed while gesturing towards the keys in Shiro's hand.

The white-haired teen hummed and nodded as he swung the keychain around his finger before quickly sticking the correct key into the lock.

The door opened and no one was surprised to see that the house was just as majestic on the inside. Hard, redwood floors. Persian carpets lain before the steps which led to the second and third floor. A crystal chandelier dangled from the arched ceiling three stories above their heads. Oil paintings, which looked like they came straight from a renaissance art museum decorated the walls.

As each brother soaked in the inner beauty of the house, Shirosaki started making his way to where he knew one of the restrooms were, but he froze when the pitter patter of bare feet made their way down the stairs.

All eyes snapped up and Shirosaki nearly groaned in irritation.

It just had to be Neliel. And she just had to be wearing her damn bikini.

Shiro sent a warning glare towards Kon, but the poor teen was already smitten.

Kon nearly fainted as the beautiful creature made her way down the stairs. Long, wavy, sea-green hair flowed behind her and giant breasts bounced with each step she took.

Nel didn't actually notice the brothers until she took that final step, too focused on not tripping while she sped down the stairs, so she let out a little squeak and blushed when she finally saw them. She wasn't quite sure what to do about all these strangers in her home until her eyes landed on Shirosaki and she relaxed.

"Oh! Hey, Shiro! Everyone's jumpin' in the pool. You just missed father - he left like 5 minutes ago." As she spoke she hopped over to her foster brother's side, a big smile spreading across her lips as she looked at each new face.

"You know where he went?" Shiro asked while stuffing his hands in the pockets of his hoodie.

"Nope! He was gettin' ready to start up the grill, but then he got a phone call and bolted out the door. We all assumed you got arrested 'r somethin'." She shrugged her shoulders and giggled at the icy look she received from Shiro.

"Nice... Anyway. Nel, these are my long-lost brothers. Guys, this is Neliel." She giggled with a wave and most of the brothers smiled and nodded back at her. Kon, on the other hand, was having trouble remembering how to breathe let alone wave...

Not that anyone could blame him-It was hard trying to do anything when the blood that should be circulating through your brain was rushing down to a place located a little more south.

Shirosaki scoffed at his brother but did nothing, knowing it would be impossible to get Kon to stop staring at this point.

Nel's jugs were like a giant flame and Kon was the moth, fluttering willingly to its gruesome death.

"Nel, could you go ahead 'n show 'em around. I gotta take a leak... I'll meet you guys at the pool."

"YESSIR!" She saluted in a loud, determined voice. Shirosaki just stood quietly and watched as Neliel ushered his brothers towards the back of the house. Before Ichigo disappeared around the corner, the little dandelion took one last look over his shoulder, wanting nothing more than to stay, but Shirosaki just motioned for him to keep going. When Ichigo's lips dropped into a slight pout, Shiro sent him a sly wink and blew him a kiss, which got the teen's face to darken into a light cherry red.

Ichigo turned away and hurried to catch up with the others, leaving Shiro alone with his perverse thoughts.

How terrible was it that Shirosaki had the urge to touch his brother in the most inappropriate, yet delectable ways?

Shiro decided not to go digging for an answer to that question and instead bolted towards the restroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

As he came back out, he was buttoning his pants and humming to himself when he heard the front door open and close.

Shirosaki narrowed his eyes and pressed himself against the wall, assuming it was Aizen coming back from wherever he went. He wasn't ready to confront his father yet - not when he'd gone against the man's wishes and found out some deep, dark secret that may or may not even be true.

Shiro held his breath when he heard the footsteps coming closer and closer. He slowly peered around the corner to see who it was, and when he caught sight of familiar, bright-blue hair he sighed in relief.

"Fuckin' hell, man." Shirosaki breathed as he walked out from the hall to reveal himself, making his foster brother pause and look up, blinking in slight surprise. Then the biggest grin split his face.

"Yooo! What's up, Snow?"

Shirosaki smirked and bumped fists with Grimmjow before going in for the bro-hug.

"Dude, today has been a long-ass day."

Grimmjow snickered and patted Shiro's back as he began leading the way upstairs.

"So what happened to the art teacher? What was his name... Mutessu?"

Shirosaki rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to smack him. "Mugetsu. He's one of my brothers. And yeah... He's good. I mean... He's... Well... He'll be alright..." Under his breath he added, "I hope." He went silent as they climbed the stairs and headed for Grimmjow's room, but then he got curious. "So wait, where were you at?"

Grimmjow raised a brow at the question. "Huh?"

Shirosaki almost rolled his eyes again, but he snuffed the urge. "Didn't you just come back? Where'd you run off to?"

The bluenette let out an annoyed huff and then wrapped an arm around the other's shoulder, leaning most of his weight on him and almost making them fall.

"Welllll~! After lunch at school I met this guy. Cool dude, nice butt..." As he said this, he reached into his pocket. "Anyway! Since we moved, I needed ta find a new dealer, and this guy just so happened to be packin' everything." Shirosaki's lips pulled up into a large, crooked smile when Grimmjow whipped out a ziplock bag filled with crisp, green clumps of what could only be weed.

Shiro could actually smell it through the bag and it smelt divine.

"Yessss! You have no idea how bad I needed this!" Shirosaki reached up to grab the bag but, just as pale fingertips brushed against it, Grimmjow lifted it out of the way.

"Ah ah ah~! This wasn't a free sample, bro. Whatchu got for me?"

Shirosaki's next breath hissed between clenched teeth and he went to snatch the bag away, but it was pulled up out of his reach again.

"Dammit, blue! C'monnnn!" When Grimmjow refused to relent, Shirosaki threw up his arms and pushed him away. "Fine. Whatever. I 'ain't got time for this anyway. My brothers're here, so I need to head back downstairs."

Blue eyes sparked with interest at that and Shirosaki mentally cursed himself and his big mouth.

"Soooo... Ichigo's here?" He asked and when Shirosaki didn't answer, a large, predatory smirk spread across his lips. "He is, isn't he?" He stuffed the bag back into his pocket and went to run down the stairs, but Shiro quickly jumped in front of him.

"No! He's off limits!" Shirosaki stood his ground and bared his teeth with an animalistic growl as Grimmjow got up into his personal space, towering over him threateningly.

They were both loaded with thick, powerful muscles but Grimmjow had a slight height advantage.

"Rules are rules, Snow. We made a deal-I have 'til the end of the day, and guess what?" He whipped out his phone and turned it to the home screen, revealing the time and date. "It's only nine o'clock." He pinched Shiro's cheek with a teasing coo before pushing him back against the railing. "Night's still young~" He backed away with that damned smirk still on his face and took the first couple steps down the stairs.

Shirosaki clenched his jaw as anger boiled beneath his skin.

As much as he hated to admit it, Grimmjow was right. They made a deal, and Shiro would be damned if he started going back on his word. He may be a lot of things: a cheater, a 'manwhore', a pothead, a troublemaker, a freak, a monster-and everything in between, but he liked knowing that he still had his honor intact.

"Fine... But, Grimmjow." Said teen instantly froze, knowing how serious Shirosaki by the use of his name. "I love ya, man, but Ichigo... He's very precious to me... Don't hurt him."

There was no need to add any sort of threat to the end of that sentence.

He knew Grimmjow would get the hint and realize how important this was to him-and if not, Grimmjow was aware of how fierce Shirosaki could be. If he wanted to stay on the teen's good-side, then he would have to take what Shiro said to heart.

"We'll see what happens," was all Grimmjow said as he continued his descent down the curved staircase. As an attempt to appease his irritated brother, Grimmjow locked eyes with him from the bottom, reached into his back pocket, and pulled out a smaller bag of weed. He tossed it up to Shiro, who caught it and stared at it blankly. "I figured you were havin' a crazy day today... So I got you one on the house." And with that, Grimmjow turned and made his way over to the back of the house.

Shirosaki let a small smile slip onto his lips, but then it was chased away when he heard the back door open and close, signaling that the bluenette was officially gone.

"Fuuuuck." He really didn't want to go out there now and watch Grimmjow put the moves on Ichigo, but he really, really wanted to spend time with his brothers, not just Ichigo. He wanted to catch up with everyone and see what they'd been doing the past 11 years. But there wouldn't be a way to do that without his eyes straying towards Ichigo. "Dammit... I need a smoke."

He made a pit stop to his room and grabbed a couple of his flavored cigars before climbing out the window to settle on top of the roof.

He could hear his family down below as they had fun in the pool: loud splashing, Nel's happy squealing, Nnoitra's cackling, Kon's obnoxious voice as he told some random story, Mugetsu's soft chuckling, and, if he listened hard enough, he could hear Starrk's snoring.

He tuned it all out though.

Everything.

He focused his attention solely on the skinny, 99 cent cigar in his hand. He slowly unraveled it, letting the raspberry flavored shavings fall out onto the roof and collect in the gutter. He opened the bag from Grimmjow and carefully sprinkled the marijuana onto the roll. It didn't take long to spread it out and he licked it closed before bringing it to his lips. He dug in his pocket and cursed when he couldn't find his lighter.

He forgot to grab it from his room.

Shiro jumped when he heard a soft flick to his right and, next thing he knew, there was a small flame up in front of him, burning away at the end of his blunt. Once it was gone, he looked over and sighed in relief when he realized it was just Getsuga.

He took in a deep breath, letting the end of the cigar burn bright. He waited until his lungs were full before holding the piece up to his twin. Getsuga gave it a long, curious look before finally shrugging and taking it.

He mirrored what Shiro had done, taking a large hit and holding it in for a while... But he didn't feel anything. There wasn't that burn that usually accompanied the smoke. The only way he knew for sure that he even took a hit was the smoke that seeped passed his lips.

It was safe to assume that he was also immune to marijuana.

Great...

"How'd you know I'd be up here...?" Shiro asked after releasing the breath he'd been holding, letting the smoke slip passed his lips and swirl up the side of his face, giving him a sort of demonic look. Getsuga just shrugged and passed back the blunt, letting Shiro take another hit. "I guess I used to do this when I was little..."

Shirosaki wasn't really looking for answers and Getsuga never bothered to give him one. He was there, and that was all Shiro needed at the moment.

Ichigo raised a brow and rolled his eyes in an exaggerated way to tell Kon that maybe, just maybe, he was going a little overboard, but the guy wouldn't take the hint.

Kon was up on the diving board while most of the others were down in the water-save for Ichigo, who chose to sit in one of the lawn chairs-and Kon was narrating an epic tale of how he managed to escape one of his father's horrid experiments.

Apparently his father, Urahara, tried to invent a time machine and he'd used Kon as a guinea-pig to test it out-after trying it on their cat first, of course.

Kon told an epic tale of how he'd been trapped in some strange dimension and all this other crap-but Ichigo didn't believe a word of it. Either Kon was a wonderful liar, or this Urahara guy has him on some seriously fucked-up medication.

Ichigo sighed as he tuned his wayward twin out and let his gaze fall to the bright yellow swim shorts he was currently borrowing, courtesy of this guy named Szayel. He made sure to thank him, and he had mentally sighed in relief when the shorts weren't pink like the guy's hair.

He'd had enough of that godforsaken color today.

Just looking at Szayel reminded him of Bazz-B and it made his blood boil... Even though Bazz's hair was much darker.

Still!

It was pink.

Banishing the asshole from his thoughts, Ichigo took another look around the backyard-which was just as beautiful as the rest of the house. It was huge; It easily fit the Olympic sized swimming pool and the large, circular hot-tub that sat inside the ground. Lights littered the inside of the pool, giving it a warm glow. There was also a slide and a patio with a roof. Attached to the support beams were large speakers that played soft rock, making Ichigo's body hum pleasantly.

He was so focused on the music that he never heard the footsteps coming up behind him. He jumped when he felt a warm breath ghost across his cheek, followed by a deep, sensual voice that brought with it the scent of peppermint.

"Buenas noches, mi amor~"

Ichigo turned and felt a dark blush spread across his cheeks when he recognized the newcomer as the same flirty, blue-haired guy from his Gym class. He was sitting right beside him, the skin of their arms brushing and across his lips was that same dangerous smirk he'd first seen at class.

When Ichigo finally got over the initial shock, he realized that he had no idea what the guy just said.

"Huh...?"

The guy chuckled and stuck out his hand - his large, strong hand that could probably crush Ichigo's skull with ease.

The orangette pursed his lips and hesitated before bringing his own hand up.

"Don't know if Shiro told you anythin' 'bout me, but m'name's Grimmjow."

The handshake wasn't overpowering like Ichigo originally thought it would be. Grimmjow's hand was only slightly calloused, his grip firm yet gentle.

"No... He didn't really mention you. Then again, today was pretty hectic-none of us got to talk much..."

Well, it was true.

Even though he got a taste of his brothers' new lives at the hospital, none of them got to sit and chat about what happened to them after the separation. If Ichigo was honest with himself, he was kind of glad. There was no easy way to explain his relationship with Ginjou, especially after that phone call.

Ichigo was pretty sure Shirosaki heard everything, and he was expecting a thorough interrogation some time tonight.

Shaking his head, Ichigo tried to drag his thoughts to something else.

"I'm Ichigo. And uhm... Sorry about that, by the way." He said while gesturing towards Grimmjow's cheek, where the red mark was still slightly visible. "The ball..."

Grimmjow raised a brow and looked confused for a moment, but then the lightbulb went off.

"Oh, yeah! That. Don't worry 'bout it. I had fun and you were pretty awesome."

Ichigo couldn't help the blush that dusted across his cheeks, and when he looked up to see Grimmjow grinning at him, he quickly pushed the feeling aside and moved until he was sitting by the edge of the pool. Grimmjow wasn't going to let him escape that easily though, and immediately followed to settle down beside Ichigo.

Before Grimmjow could try anything, however, two loud, girlish screams pierced the night air and both teens looked up to see that Kon had jumped off the diving board to splash everyone. While he was underwater, he grabbed hold of Neliel and Halibel's ankles and pretended to drag them under the water, which had them squealing while they tried to swim away.

"Your twin is interesting." Grimmjow said with a grin and Ichigo scoffed.

"He is many things... Interesting is only half of it."

That got Grimmjow laughing again, and Ichigo couldn't help but join him.

It felt good to be around so many nice people. Sure, he didn't really know most of them, but he knew that they were Shiro's family, and that was good enough for Ichigo. Of course, he was still a little wary of Grimmjow, due to the blatant flirting, but that's not to say he wasn't a cool guy.

From what Ichigo had seen so far, Grimmjow was a little loud, but in a bold way that showed that he wasn't afraid to be himself. He seemed a bit over confident at times, but not enough to be considered egotistic. He was forward, yet careful about not seeming too pushy.

Ichigo wasn't sure why, but he felt almost... comfortable-especially now that Grimmjow wasn't devouring him with those impossibly blue eyes. And that's when Ichigo became the biggest hypocrite in the world; he let his own gaze slowly trail from bright eyes to a strong jawline and thick neck, then down further to the curved collar bone and chiseled chest. Grimmjow was leaning back, supporting his top half on strong, corded arms. And the way he threw back his head and stretched his body to show off powerful, flexing abs, making Ichigo's mouth water.

Okay... So he could admit that Grimmjow was definitely hot, but after a week-long quote-unquote relationship with Bazz-B, he learned that looks only get you so far.

He blinked and blushed once again when Grimmjow's eyes snapped up to lock with his own.

Busted.

The orangette quickly looked away and distracted himself by searching for his older brother, Shiro, but that familiar head of white hair was nowhere to be found.

He felt himself frown when he did a mental check of his brothers and noticed that Getsuga was also gone.

Hopefully those two weren't getting into any trouble, but there was a good chance they were.

"Woohoo~ Ya alright?"

Ichigo blinked when a hand was waved in front of his face and his attention was forced back to Grimmjow.

And that's when he noticed it.

A flash of dark blue around the other's wrist.

Upon closer inspection, Ichigo saw that it was a gel bracelet-The same one that Rangiku, and apparently Luppi, had worn today.

But Grimmjow was wearing two, so was It possible that he...

"So you were the blowjob guy?" Ichigo thought aloud without thinking and blushed when Grimmjow blinked, then smirked devilishly.

"Blowjob guy? What do you mean?" He asked in his deep, dark voice as he moved towards the poor red faced berry.

Ichigo was quiet for a moment, regretting ever mentioning the stupid things, because he knew just by looking at Grimmjow's amused face that the jerk wouldn't let it go.

"Your bracelets... A friend of mine said that she got one of those after giving some hot guy a blowjob... Good chance that it was you she was talking about."

Grimmjow started laughing before Ichigo even finished his explanation, and wound up rolling around on the ground. Ichigo found himself chuckling along, but then he shook his head and forced the scowl back onto his face.

"What's so fucking funny!?" He snapped, trying to sound mad.

"Ahhh..." Grimmjow sighed once he finally stopped laughing and sat back up. "You think I'm hot?"

Ichigo's eyes widened and he looked away while trying to hide his face.

"I didn't mean it that way! I mean... You are, b-but that's-I mean... I..." He trailed off at that point and Grimmjow started laughing once again.

"It's okay. Some people can't help themselves around me~" Grimmjow was just barely able to dodge the punch thrown his way. He smirked at the fierce glare he received. "But nah, dude! These're just... friendship bracelets. Doesn't mean anyone gave me a blowjob or anythin'."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes in disbelief when he saw mischief flash in those deep pools of blue.

"Bullshit."

Grimmjow leaned over until his lips brushed against the other's ear and he smirked when he saw the slight shiver.

"You sayin' you don't want one?"

Ichigo pursed his lips and shifted away quickly. "No thanks. I'm good." He distracted himself by kicking his feet in the water and he tried not to blush when Grimmjow pressed up to him once again and then started sliding fingers around his wrist.

"You don't wanna be my friend~?"

Ichigo's eyes widened and his whole face burned bright red when he felt soft lips brush against his own. He lifted his arms and went to push Grimmjow away, but his brain short-circuited when fingers gently threaded through his hair. The hand that hand been caressing his wrist traveled up his arm to his shoulder and then slid to the back of his neck. His fingers were firm, but his touch was soft and it made Ichigo melt. Grimmjow opened his mouth ever so slightly and went to press his tongue to Ichigo's lips, but the orangette snapped out of it when he felt something small and hard hit the top of his head.

Ichigo jerked back and looked around until he caught sight of a small rock rolling away from him.

Grimmjow grabbed the other's arm and tried to pull him back into the kiss, but Ichigo shook his head and pushed him away. He then looked around to see who threw the rock and that's when he noticed the tiny flicker of light on the roof.

He looked up and felt a grin split his face when he saw both Shirosaki and Getsuga sitting up there. They were both laying on their stomachs, gazing down at everyone from the edge of the roof. What looked like a cigarette was stuck between Shiro's lips, and it burned brighter with each breath he took.

"Heyyyy~! What're you doing up there!?" Ichigo called up to them, alerting everyone else of his find. They all looked up to see Shiro's cold, piercing eyes and frowning lips.

Getsuga huffed and then rolled onto his back, letting his long, orange hair drape over the edge and sway with the gentle breeze.

"Shiro!" Ichigo called again, catching said teen's attention. He motioned for him to join them and, for a second, it looked like Shiro was just going to stay up there, but then he climbed to his feet and passed the cigarette to Getsuga.

"You guys ready for this?" Shirosaki shouted down as he pulled off his shirt.

Most of the family seemed to realize what he was about to do, because they started cheering. Even Grimmjow raised his fist and started hooting encouragements. Ichigo, however was at a loss...

That is, until he saw Shiro shuffle forward until he was standing at the very edge of the roof to look down at the water below.

"Are you crazy!?" Ichigo jumped to his feet and shouted, but Shirosaki was too busy laughing to make a response.

Mugetsu, who had been soaking alone in the hottub, also stood and raised his arms to cup his hands around his mouth and yell, "I agree with Ichigo. Not a good idea, Shiro!"

Shirosaki flipped him off in response and then took a few steps back before bolting forward.

He slammed both feet down at the very edge of the shingled roof and pushed off, sending himself soaring into the air.

Everyone held their breath as they watched Shirosaki, the crazy ass, jump off the three story house and curl into a ball. Everyone moved away as he came closer and closer to the bottom. He collided with the water with a huge splash which caused a mini tsunami to engulf Kon and the girls, as well as some of the others in the pool.

Ichigo quickly hopped in and waded through the water so he could get to Shiro, but he paused when the waves and ripples made it impossible for him to see beneath the surface.

He didn't see the bubbles as they got closer and closer, so he choked on a gasp when he felt something wrap around his ankles. His feet were yanked out from under him and he was dragged down beneath the surface.

He kicked and thrashed around in the water until he finally resurfaced.

He took in big gulps of air-as if he'd been underwater for 10 whole minutes.

Ichigo scowled when he heard everyone laughing-Shirosaki being the loudest of all of them.

He narrowed his eyes and glared, but it seemed to have no effect.

"Shoulda seen yer face~!" Shirosaki's cackles simmered down to soft giggling, and he began swimming slow circles around Ichigo as the teen growled and started making his way towards the shallow end.

"Asshole. Next time I hope you miss and hit the diving board," Ichigo snarled, making Shiro's giggles escalate back up to deep chuckles.

"You don't mean that~!"

"Fuck off," Ichigo snapped when Shirosaki pressed up against his back and tried to pull him back into the deep end.

"Hey, lovebirds!"

The two brothers looked up to see that most of the others had moved on to join Mugetsu in the hottub.

"Come on in when you're done fondling each other!" Kon was waving them over with a big smile, and the others were either smirking or ignoring them at this point.

Ichigo couldn't help but glance towards Grimmjow, who had also climbed in with the others. The bluenette looked a little pissed and was too busy glaring at Shiro's to notice Ichigo's curious expression.

"We're coming," Ichigo called back. He went to jump out of the side of the pool, but Shirosaki held firm, his arms wrapped around the younger like a steel trap.

Ichigo felt himself shiver when lips pressed to his neck.

"Shiro... Let me go," he whispered, but he only felt Shiro's grip tighten. "Shiro-oooo," Ichigo let out a long squeal at the end when hands slid down the front of his shorts. Ichigo felt like his face was about to explode! "What are you doing!?" he whispered harshly while trying not to draw too much attention to himself.

Shirosaki didn't answer-he just pressed open-mouthed kisses to Ichigo's neck and let his fingers play with the coarse hair he found trailing down Ichigo's cute lil' bellybutton to places much farther south.

"S-shiro!" Ichigo sucked in a breath and closed his eyes when he felt his brother's larger body push against him completely. Sharp hipbones slid against his backside and Ichigo could clearly feel something hard pressing against him.

Ichigo elbowed Shiro in the ribs just enough for the other to hiss in pain. He pulled himself out of the water and quickly jumped into the tub, right between Mugetsu and some guy named Starrk. He slipped into the steaming water until only his head was visible so nobody would notice his growing... problem.

Shirosaki growled at the loss but eventually followed behind at a slower pace. He slid in beside Grimmjow, but he was too busy pouting to notice the irritated sneer sent his way.

Ichigo blinked and tried to distract himself from his two molesters by looking around to see who else was sitting in the circle.

He already knew that his brothers, Mugetsu, Shiro, and Kon, were in the tub.

Kon was sandwiched between Halibel and Nel. Beside them was Grimmjow, then Shiro, and on the other side of the tub was Shiro's brothers, Nnoitra and Yammy.

Szayel was still over by the pool, floating around on his blowup chair that looked a lot like a throne, and Ulquiorra, the antisocial brother, was sitting on one of the lawn chairs as he fiddled with his phone.

The only one missing was-oh, wait, speak of the devil.

Ichigo smiled as he watched Getsuga make his way towards them, clad in dark blue trunks. Ichigo scooted closer to Mugetsu to give the other more room to sit and Getsuga smiled at the silent offer.

Once everyone was settled and relaxed, it was time for the talking to begin.

Ichigo expected Kon to be the first to start rambling, but it was actually one of Shiro's foster brothers.

"Is it okay if I ask you guys something awkward?" They all looked over to Yammy. The overly muscled teen was leaning back against the rail as he looked to each brother curiously.

"Uhmmm... Sure?" Kon answered for them. He was draped over Nel, who was giggling lightly at the closeness.

"I was just wonderin'-I know you guys are pretty much identical, so... Do twins have the same sized... ya know... penises?"

As soon as the word left his mouth, Nnoitra and a few of the others splashed water at his face to shut him up.

"What the hell, you pervert!? That's not something you ask people you just met!" Neliel scolded, and Ichigo felt his face turn bright red at the thought of how he would have to answer that question.

"What!? You know how some guys say your dick gets bigger the more you play with it-well wouldn't this put that theory to the test? 'Cause I don't think they all masturbate at the same times!"

"Gross! I don't wanna hear this! Just shuddup, Yammy!"

"Hold on... I'm kinda curious now too." Everyone's eyes snapped to Shiro as he sat up straight. The smirk was back on his face and he looked around with a sharp glint in his golden eyes.

Getsu raised one orange brow and shook his head but a smirk that mirrored Shiro's spread across his lips.

"Whadaya say?" Shiro asked and Getsuga shrugged indifferently. "Sweet! Alright, boys and girls-let us answer that age-old question!"

Shirosaki quickly hopped out of the Jacuzzi so that everyone had a good view, and he waited for Getsuga to crawl out and stand beside him before he decided it was time.

Both teens stood side by side, facing the hot tub and showing off their long, lean bodies. Wet, pale skin glistened in the moonlight and became haloed by the shifting light of the pool. Getsuga's hip-length hair glowed like fire and stuck to his back while Shiro's white bangs hung in his face. Water dripped to their strong chests and ran down between their abs, leaving behind a wet, glistening trail.

Shiro reached for the zipper of his soaked jeans (he'd never actually changed), but then he paused.

"Wait... stiff or limp?" Shiro asked aloud, making multiple faces turn red, but he didn't care as he looked to Getsuga for an answer.

His twin just shrugged.

Ichigo felt his eyes nearly fall out of his head when both brothers suddenly pulled each other in and began a steamy make-out session.

They were grabbing and grinding and sticking their tongues down each other's throats.

Ichigo slapped his hands to his face in order to block out the scene, but he found himself peeking between his fingers.

A strong pang of jealousy hit him and made his blood boil, but he was too embarrassed to act on it.

Shirosaki tried to dominate the kiss, but that seemed to make something snap in Getsuga, because the orangette suddenly reached up and dug his fingers into Shiro's white hair, making the teen hiss in slight pain. Getsuga then roughly tilted Shiro's head back and shoved his tongue further inside, twisting and flicking it playfully to force a moan from Shiro's throat.

The white haired teen reached around and dug his nails into Getsuga's back and wrapped his fingers into those long strands of silky hair. He tugged on it to try and reassert his dominance, but that only seemed to spurge the other on.

Ichigo snuck a peek back towards Mugetsu to see his reaction, but his eldest brother didn't seem to care. He was leaning back in the water, his eyes closed as if he didn't have a care in the world.

Then Ichigo switched his gaze to Kon, who looked like he was going to be a little sick.

Neliel had a hand over her mouth to try and cover the smalls squeals of excitement. She was also blushing just as bad as Ichigo. Halibel and Stark seemed almost as indifferent as Mugetsu. Nnoitra was rolling his eyes while Yammy seemed to be trying to look anywhere but at the two standing teens.

Then there was Grimmjow. He didn't react much-just watched everything unfold with a thoughtful look on his face and eventually his blue eyes flicked to Ichigo, and said teen quickly averted his eyes.

After a minute, the twins finally parted, panting harshly. They slowly removed their hands from each other.

"Woah..." Shiro mumbled and he had to take a step back and blink away the hazy feeling. "Damn. You can kiss."

Getsuga let a smug grin spread his lips at the compliment and he stood a little taller, as if he was accepting an award.

"Okay... so... What were we doing?" Shirosaki asked as he looked around. Reality seemed to hit him when his eyes locked with Ichigo's. "Oh yeah~! Dick size." He slowly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper while Getsuga untied the knot to his shorts. "On the count o' three." Getsuga nodded and waited. "1... 2...-"

"Shirosaki."

Said teen instantly recognized the deep, authoritative voice that made him nearly jump out of his skin. He managed to quickly button up his shorts, hopefully regaining his composure. He turned on his heel to face the man standing between the sliding glass doors that led to the backyard.

"Father~! Welcome home!" Shirosaki called while forcing a smile on his lips.

Aizen crossed his arms and stared at the teen for a while before switching his gaze to each brother in turn. Ichigo felt himself shrink back into the steaming water when their eyes locked. He suddenly felt nervous and he wasn't sure why.

"Good to see everyone has made themselves comfortable." Aizen said as he made his way forward. He paused by the chairs and nodded to Ulquiorra, who had dropped whatever he'd been doing on his phone to give the man his undivided attention. "I'd like to welcome you all and let you know that if you get hungry, then you can help yourself to the kitchen. I know I promised a BBQ, but it's a little late for that now." He waited until everyone nodded in understanding before continuing. "Now then... Ichigo." Said orangette snapped his gaze back up to the man and nearly gulped when he was motioned to come out of the water. "Someone is here to see you."

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TBC

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Soooooo~

You all should know who it is

I assure you, it's not a big secret

And you've all been pretty good at guessing shit so far

Okay... I know I promised lemons

but I couldn't squeeze it into this chapter!

(pun totally intended)

Next chapter will be a lot easier to do it

But at least I threw in a little yumminess for you!

You got some GrimmIchi make-out

Some ShiroIchi fondling

and a bit of GetsuShiro snogging

haha~!

I know Shirosaki is an awesome Seme... But I actually see Getsuga being a little more dominating

he IS supposed to represent Ichigo's Vasto Lorde Hollow form-don't forget!

Anyway... I love you guys so much and I hope you enjoyed~