Title: Session

By: Metamorcy

Rating: M

Pairing: Ichigo x Shirosaki, others may appear later on

Disclaimer: don't own Bleach

Summary: Poor Shirosaki has to stay after school for some 'forced' tutoring for his grades but who knew he'd get a hot student for it. Maybe it won't be so bad after all.

N/A: Lalalala…okay done.

Chapter 7

Shirosaki opened his eyes slowly, staring up at the ceiling tiredly. He sat up, rubbing his golden pools and stretched, getting rid of the leftover exhaustion that was still on him. Once done, the albino glanced around curiously, how late was it? He felt like he had slept more than one hour. His eyes glanced over to a clock that was beside him on a stand, the time beeping in bright red letter on and off.

"2:29"

He blinked, wiping his eyes again and stared at the clock more sternly. He was half expecting it to come to life, run like an idiot, saying that it was just fooling around. But nope, it didn't do that. It continued to flash those cursed numbers repeatedly.

Could he have really slept for the whole school day (though that was a good thing)? The bell suddenly rang, ending the place-where-parents-forced-their-kids-to, his shoulders slumped, yep, he had. Swinging his feet over the side, his eyes went to the door, half-expecting it to bust open.

Wasn't the doctor supposed to wake him up? Maybe something had happened to him. Shirosaki opened the door gradually to the main clinic room and peered in curiously. It was quiet like always except for the sounds outside and there was something in the air, a scent and he couldn't quite put a finger on it. His ears caught a small sound, deep breathing, there was someone else here. He opened the door wider, stepping out, gazing around the room.

"Oh, there is someone."

Shirosaki flinched, twisting to the speaker, finding a man sitting near a divan. He noticed that there was someone on that said bed, sleeping peacefully, unnoticed by the world.

It was the doctor.

The other man was smiling gently as if trying to hide something, scratching the back of his head. He had short dark brown hair and gray eyes. He was quite handsome with soft features and peach skin like his own, that is if you could take away the suspicion.

"Who are you?" The albino asked, strolling closer with mistrust.

"I'm Mark, a friend of Drang's. I came to pick him up and drive him home but I found him sleeping here and I didn't want to disturb him yet. He had muttered about a few things before falling into a slumber though." The man spoke, leaning over to pick up Drang in a bridal style, who didn't budge at all. The white hair scattered across the shoulder, face nuzzling into the warm clothes. The features were light, much more then when the doctor was awake but it still had that emotionless expression. "He asked me to tell you this when you got out. He said had already did the check-up while you were sleeping and added another key to one you have already; it's in your pocket right now. It's the one that locks this place and since you have that, do you think you could lock-up for him?"

Shirosaki reached into his pockets instantly, fishing out those keys and noticed that another one had been added. He even felt his back, which was covered in bandages, that probably explained why the he hadn't noticed anything. Had Drang done this while he was asleep…that was a scary thought.

Mark smirked, inching out the door. "All you have to do is turn off the lights and lock the door, that's it. Bye!"

Before the albino would ask anything else, the two were already gone. He could still hear some chattering of other students outside the building, screaming and talking about stuff. Hardly anyone was inside now, except for those that had extras like himself and maybe a few teachers. He sighed, guess he had no choice but to do what the man asked. Shirosaki may be rebellious but he was not mean. Grabbing his stuff which were still in the back room and did as asked, shutting the lights off. As he exited out the room, he glanced down the hallways, his mind pondering over something important. Should he try to go tutoring today? He did have that test in two days (its Wednesday) and he really needed to pass but…its going to be tremendously uncomfortable, especially after that. Shirosaki groaned and sucked it up, heading down the hallways, his feet moving by themselves. When he came up to his destination, he opened the doors slightly, peeking in.

"Shiro." A familiar voice called from inside, the orange pools staring directly at him. "Get in here."

The albino grumbled, stepping in, taking notice of the absent of everyone else. That was pretty suspicious, had they gone somewhere else or maybe that teacher had finally decided that that was enough (he did piss her off). Ichigo was sitting down, the books spread out with his backpack on the ground beside him. Shirosaki stared, unsure on how to act. Were they going to talk about what had happened at lunch? He shuttered at that topic, shaking his head and tossed his stuff onto the table as usual and sat down in a chair, staring at the other.

Ichigo opened one of the books, trying to get the thing done with, though Shirosaki could tell that the other was a bit nervous. A bit was an underestimate; the orange-haired teen was basically quivering. He smirked, deciding to press the guy's buttons, immediately forgetting about his own. "So are we going to talk about what had happened earlier?"

The hand froze and then twitched. "It was…an accident, right?"

Shirosaki leaned in; there had been a pause in that response. "Maybe but what do you think?"

"I think we should get back to work, the test is in two days."

A growl came from the albino and he reached forward, grabbing Ichigo's collar. He yanked the other closer, crushing their lips together in a bruising kiss forcefully. It lasted for a while, Shirosaki keeping his grip on the shirt, unwilling to let go just yet. When he did, it was slow and they were mere inches away, breathes running over each other. Ichigo grunted, his mind filled with desire, bit the albino's bottom one, attacking while taking the lead. Shirosaki was startled by the sudden touch that he stared ahead for a few split seconds before returning it. He assaulted the lips continuously, forcing Ichigo to part them and slip his tongue in. The orange-haired teen wrapped his feet on the bottom legs of opposite chair, drawing the person closer and shifted onto the lap to make the bending less painful. Their tongues ran over each other, Shirosaki taking the dominance, getting a low moan. Both were in lust and heat, Ichigo wrapping his legs around the other, arms along the neck. The older teen took the hips on his lap and grinded them together, the helper gasping into the mouth. They pulled back for breath, a thin line of salvia in-between them before doing it again. Ichigo cried out hotly when the albino gnawed down on the bottom lip, enough to draw blood. The warm tongue suckled on it, drinking the liquid and stared lustfully at him.

"Ah! Shirooo!" Ichigo groaned, lost in pleasure, his pants throbbing painfully and it only grew worse as he felt the legs move underneath him. He started to bend back, grinding his erection into the albino's, wanting more heat and friction. A few droplets of blood were still on his lips, some already dried, a couple moist. A little of it was smeared across his chin and when he licked his lips, he could taste the copper. Shirosaki lapped it up then went back into another kiss, pushing their bodies forward. Ichigo threw a hand behind and accidentally smashed into something hard.

A text book fell, clattering on the ground.

The sound shattered the dense atmosphere and jolted the two awake. They stared at each other before heaving back, both bright red. Ichigo instantly slammed against his own chair, deep breathes escaping from his bruised lips. He huffed, trying to get his mind back on track, glancing away slightly. Shirosaki let out a little hiss when he was rammed back into the chair, his back starting to ache at that hit.

He coughed, raising a hand up. "S-Sorry."

"N-No, its okay. I'm the one that brought it down." Ichigo frigid in his chair, catching his breath then leaned over, picking up the fallen text book. "H-How about we just start this tutoring now before anything else happens?" He flipped the cover, flicking through the pages and glanced back when he noticed that Shirosaki wasn't doing anything. "What?"

A smirk widened on the albino's face. It was a fifty-fifty chance right now but it was one he was willing to take. "You liked it."

Ichigo flushed. "N-No, I didn't. It was…It was…" He paused, thinking of a logical answer. "It was just a spur of the moment."

Shirosaki raised an eyebrow, not believing. "Uh huh." He leaned in, his face at the cheeks and went to the ear. "Don't lie."

Ichigo flinched and tried to move away but a pale hand stopped him. A puff of breath tickled his ear, his face darkening in color, finally succeeding in inclining back.

The albino snickered at the expression and twisted to the books. "Alright then, let's get back to work." He took out his homework and started working, blissfully ignoring the still blushing teen. The pencil scribbling filled the silence of the room and it gave an uneasy feeling to the other. It was silent today; everyone else had been moved away. Apparently, the teacher had thought it would be easier if they worked by themselves in different rooms. Or they just didn't want to be interrupted by Shirosaki. A strong stillness was cast between the two but the albino ignored it, continuing his homework.

Ichigo groaned and sighed, tossing his pencil aside, glaring at the other. He stood up, his eyes gazing over to the teen in frustration, pondering over what to do next. The older one noticed the stare and followed up by standing.

"What?" They glared at each other firmly for a few seconds before Ichigo reached forward, gathering all his stuff together. He let out a long sigh, shaking his head, not sure if he was doing the right thing.

"I can't stand this." Ichgio groaned, glancing over to white-haired teen with a weak smile. Everything was under his arm or in his bag and looked directly into the golden pools. "I'm going to go home for today. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Wait-what?" Shirosaki raised an eyebrow, watching as the orange-haired teen walk away but not before noticing the flush on the cheeks. He snickered quietly to himself, leaning back onto the table, at least this was progress. As the door closed, he too started packing up, seeing as there was nothing left to do. But hold on, he couldn't head home early, that would make it look like he had skipped the session for today. Shirosaki groaned, he didn't want Zangetsu getting pissed at him. Gathering his stuff, he heard a jiggle in his pants and lifted the item up. The keys, of course, he could stay in the clinic, hopefully Doctor Metamorcy won't mind the intrusion. He grinned, walking out the door and into the hallway, strolling peacefully. He passed some teachers, who ignored him because he was an unruly student. There was the creepy science teacher, Mayuri and his assistant/daughter, who is abused by him, in one of the rooms, working on some chemicals. There were some sneers coming from the scary man and a small explosion in front, smoke covering the scene. He shuttered and quickened his pace until he was inside the safe room and sighed, locking the door. He could see the sun in the sky, the light coming in and sat down near one of the tables, getting back to working on his homework.

A young girl with long black hair that flowed down to her ankles smiled. It covered most of her face except for the middle where there was a slit and the strands came down in straight lines, hiding the pale skin underneath. Her purple eyes glanced around the room she was in, staring at the scene happily (so she's a yaoi fan like me). She was clad in a black dress, all frilly at the ends with a net over the bottom portion of it and with rose linings covering the entire thing. Her shoes were those types girl's toys wore except bigger, black as well. A doll was in her hands, a creepy looking one and it appeared to be a guy all dressed in the same color except in a cape that covered the entire body. The hands were claws, ones that looked capable of tearing a person apart, if the were larger. The hair was blond and was shoulder-length and spiky, it appeared emotionless.

Before her was the couple, kissing each other without realizing that they were being watched. She lifted up one of her hands, the other holding the doll still and two floating flames appeared in her palm. It merged together into the color red and stared at it, the fire flickering brightly. The girl didn't make anymore expressions before turning her attention to the two. She shaked her head, putting the light away and vanished from sight, reappearing outside in the suburban. Houses aligned the area, all gathered with sidewalks in the middle. The girl started walking away, her feet clanking on the cement, no shadow to dance on the ground. Her hair was fluttering wildly in the wind, giving a mystic look.

What she didn't see coming next was a scythe up against her neck, the blade digging into her flesh. Her violet eyes peered up cautiously at the person then relaxed, figuring out who it is.

"Hello, Lord Drang."

"What are you doing here, Silrin?" The white-haired man spoke coldly, edging his weapon closer, a light line of red appearing on the skin but not enough to draw blood.

"Forgive me; I had to pick something up." She said calmly, tightening her grip on the doll. "What about you? Why are you here playing as a doctor when you should be at home with your family?"

Drang pulled the scythe back, making it evaporate. "Taking a break, it was too noisy. I managed to get away but Mark follow me."

"But why at that school?"

"I just happened to apply there. I don't plan on getting involved but at least I can push things along." The man huffed before walking away, no longer finding her a threat. "I'm heading back to Mark. Goodbye and also, don't come back here ever again." He disappeared behind the next corner, his black coat flapping at his movements.

Silrin glanced up into the sky and dissipated into the shadows.

Okay to answer some things you guys are probably wondering about, like this last scene. Am I right? Yes, I am. Alright, you can either ignore it totally since it won't be mentioned in any of the later chapters nor explained or go read my 'The Return' chapter 7 to get what is going on. That's all I'm saying. That's your two options.

Finally a good kiss scene. And it's only Wednesday right now for them. Ugh, two more days and still more chapters to go…and schools getting closer. No, I shouldn't have said that…

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