Author's note: I think I'm going to be adding more chapters because Ichigo, Shiro and I are too horny to end it soon! At first I just wanted to make this story with no start and end stuff because I actually wanted to write only about them making out, but I guess I'm changing my mind! Hope you all would like how this story would turn out! Though I think it's going to be some cliché shit…

Setting: Shinigami don't exist. Humanoid cats do!

Warnings: Lousy English, Mature content, Yaoi, Cussing, Neko!Hichi, Uke!Hichi

Chapter 2: White Cat Rocks

"GOOD MORNING, ICHIGO!"

A flying kick zoomed past Ichigo's bedroom door and towards the bed. Ichigo was ready to grab the old man's legs and throw him out of the window, but something white interfered and crashed on to his father.

"Good mornin', King's father~" Shiro smirked with a large smile on his face, his tail wagging like an excited dog.

"Oh, good morning to you, Shiro-chan!" Ichigo's father, Kurosaki Isshin, greeted the half-animal lying on top of him before facing his son. "Now you've found yourself a bodyguard huh, son?" Shiro hadn't blocked any of his attacks for the past few months. This was the first time.

"Get off of him, Shiro!" Ichigo ordered. "And I don't need a bodyguard, I can perfectly block you myself." Ichigo replied.

Shiro jumped off Isshin and snuggled against Ichigo affectionately. "Aw~ Are ya jealous, King?"

Ichigo blushed furiously. "Like hell I will!"

"Aw~ yar blushing! So cute~" Shiro snickered.

"Shut up!" Ichigo stood and walked to the door. "I'm going to the bathroom." And left.

"Hey! Wait for me King!" Shiro shouted and followed after, leaving Isshin on the floor, blinking.

The orange head and the white cat stood at the sink, brushing their teeth. Ichigo was relieved he woke up earlier before his father came in. Today is Sunday but his father wakes him up everyday at the same time without fail, even if he did inform his dad that he wanted to sleep in. The moment he woke up, he immediately woke the sleeping cat up and ordered him to wear his clothes quickly while he wore his. It was really close because his father barged in a few seconds after they were done. They would have been done earlier if it weren't because Shiro jumped on him and kissed him, unwilling to stop despite Ichigo struggling against him.

"King!"

Ichigo blinked out of his thoughts and discovered he had been daydreaming with a toothbrush in his mouth.

"What were ya thinking about, King? About last night? Or just now?" Shiro smirked. He was already done brushing his teeth.

His King smacked him in the head and finished up brushing. "What the hell are you talking about?" Ichigo turned to face Shiro. "If you hadn't done that just now, I wouldn't be s-"

Shiro cut him off with a kiss. He sucked and licked his lips before entering his blue tongue into Ichigo's open mouth. Ichigo kissed back, unable to reject. They could taste the minty taste of the toothpaste they used in each other's mouth. Shiro pushed Ichigo against the door and ground his body against Ichigo's, groaning at the touch. His right hand grabbed his owner's head while the left wrapped around his waist. Ichigo's right hand was on the other's head as well, while his left grabbed on to Shiro's shirt. He groaned when Shiro started grinding other groins together while his pet purred deep in his throat.

"Hey! Ichigo! You in there?"

Ichigo froze. It was Isshin's voice from behind the door.

Ichigo pulled his mouth away from Shiro's to answer. "Y-Yah! Why?" Shiro sucked and kissed his face.

"'Coz I need to use the toilet now. Can you come out?"

Ichigo swallowed a moan as Shiro nibbled on his ear. "Can't you use the other toilet?"

"Karin is using it now. What are you doing in there anyway? Shiro is in there too right?" Isshin asked.

"Y-Yah… I'm helping Shiro clean up now. There are some…weird black patches on him." Shiro snickered and Ichigo covered his mouth immediately.

"Oh. I shall wait for Karin to come out then. Hurry up and come eat breakfast!"

"Ok!" Ichigo replied and his pet instantly snatched his mouth back to his. Ichigo kissed back again and rubbed his tongue against Shiro's. They kissed fiercely for some time before breaking the kiss for air.

"L-Let's…move to the shower..." Shiro suggested after a few breaths. "We need ter…make yar story…realistic." He smirked, pulling Ichigo's T-shirt off. He crashed his mouth on to Ichigo's again and slowly moved them to the showerhead before taking off his own T-shirt. Both of them took off their bottoms swiftly. Ichigo reached behind him and turned on the shower, full blast, getting a hiss from his cat.

"Hey!" Shiro shouts, jumping away from the water. "What are ya doing? At least let me prepare mentally before ya blast it on me!" He shook his head rapidly, getting the water off his hair.

It's Ichigo's turn to snicker now. "What? Are you scared of some water?"

Shiro gave him a glare. "This tactic ain't gonna work on me. Not with water."

"Then how do you want to make the story realistic?" Ichigo asked, confused.

"Ya ain't wrong. Yar just wrong about havin' the water blastin' on me suddenly." Shiro explained.

Ichigo is fully wet now. His hair is sticking on to his head with some strands over his forehead. Water was flowing down his full naked body, making Shiro drool at the sight.

"Ok. Then are you fully prepared now?" Ichigo asked.

"What? Impatient?" Shiro smirked.

"Yah, whatever. Hurry up."

Shiro moved cautiously towards the water. He put his hand under it first to test it before slowly moving under it, but was tugged under the water by Ichigo who crushed his lips to his. Shiro struggled against his owner's hold, afraid of the water falling on him, but Ichigo wouldn't budge and held on tighter. Shiro gave up escaping eventually as he was drenched and kissed hungrily, his desire growing. Ichigo pushed him on to the wall and pressed their bodies together. Shiro groaned as the orange head bit on his neck.

"A-Ah… King…" Shiro used his nails and left a trail on Ichigo's back, earning a moan and shiver, which confirmed that his owner was a masochist as he was. Ichigo rubbed their erections together and scratched down Shiro's back as well, earning a satisfied purr. His hand moved further down and stroked his pet's long, white tail. The white cat gasped in surprise and shivered under the touch, moaning Ichigo's name this time. "Ha… N-Not…t-there…"

Ichigo smirked, squeezing his tail softy, earning a whimper. "Hm… You like it a lot, don't you?" Ichigo breathed into his ear, licking his cheek, lapping up some water. Shiro gasped when he felt a finger poking through his entrance. He gripped his owner's shoulders tightly. "I-Ichigo…"

Ichigo pushed another finger through and Shiro clenched his teeth, his cat ears pointing up. Shiro didn't really want to be the submissive one in the first place. He never really thought himself to be one. "Ichigo! I-!"

"What? Are you afraid to be bottom this time?" Ichigo asked, taunting him. Shiro glared at his owner. "No, I ain't afraid! I just…!"

Ichigo gave him a peck on the lips. "You, being bottom, don't mean that you're a sissy, ok? Give me a turn, will you?"

Shiro gazed into his owner's eyes before kissing him deeply. Ichigo smiled into the kiss and scissor his fingers, widening the entrance and plunged deeply, hitting Shiro's prostrate. Shiro gasped into the kiss, amazed at the feeling of it. Deeming Shiro ready after a few more thrusts with his fingers, Ichigo removed his fingers and replaced them with his erection. He swallowed Shiro's moan and pushed in until he is fully sheathed. Shiro wrapped his legs around Ichigo and Ichigo held on to his thighs, pushing him on the wall, penetrating deeper.

"S-Shiro…" Ichigo groaned as Shiro scratched his back with his nails.

"Move, King! I'm not scared of some fuckin' pain!" Shiro hissed. Ichigo smirked and pounded into Shiro, slowly starting up a rhythm. Shiro pushed back, making Ichigo penetrated even deeper, hitting on his prostrate. His back rubbed against the bathroom wall, turning his skin red. Ichigo continued to hit his prostrate and Shiro's erection rubbed against Ichigo's taut muscles. Ichigo bit on his neck and Shiro groaned with pleasure as he massaged Ichigo's head.

"Ha… I-Ichi-!" Ichigo swallowed up his scream as he orgasmed, spilling his seeds over both their stomachs, which was soon washed away by the shower. Ichigo followed after due to Shiro's clenching of muscles, thrusting to ride out his orgasm. His arms slammed on to the wall for support, crushing Shiro on the wall. They continued to nip and tuck on each other's lips until Ichigo broke the kiss.

"S-So…h-how's…it…?" Ichigo asked, panting, sweeping Shiro's bangs to the side. Shiro purred. "N-Not…too bad…" He gave Ichigo one last kiss before getting off him, Ichigo's limp cock slipping out of him, making him whimper.

"Ok. Let's take shower properly before getting out." Ichigo said, turning over to reach for the shampoo. "Here." He gestured for Shiro to come over and rubbed the shampoo in his cat's hair and massaged gently, earning a purr.

They quickly finish up bathing and got out, but his father was suspicious and they, especially Ichigo, ended up answering many questions that they didn't have answers to.

Thanks for reading!