Yeah sorry I haven't updated this story in a while, I got a new laptop and I still had to get this story off of it, but I'll post this chapter and another one today, hope that can make up for it somewhat?

Chapter 6: Eyes of the God ~ Shirosaki Hichigo

He had obviously had a nightmare. But, I did not know what he had seen. His shaking had stopped and he was now curled up against me. He was thinking hard though. Was the old man right? About what? Is this a bad change? What change? Will things turn out like in that dream? What did you see?

He eventually fell asleep again. I looked out his window. It was dark now; god knows what time it was. I was too afraid to look to his clock on his desk. I looked to him, his face relaxed, his thoughts cleared. I sighed to myself and just held him close eventually drifting off myself.

I awoke to the movements of my Ichigo. He was about to hop out the window in shinigami form but I quickly stopped him and he looked at me.

"You're still hurt." I said sternly.

"I feeling fine Shiro…and there are hollows nearby I need to get rid of them."

"I can get rid of them." I moved Ichigo forcing him to lie down. "You stay here."

"But Shiro…" He frowned deeply at me.

"But nothing. I'll be back." I jumped out the window.

I exterminated the hollows then returned to my Ichigo to find him not in bed. I traced his spiritual pressure and it led to the bathroom. I stopped. The door was cracked slightly letting steam from the shower out. I heard a sigh escape from over the sound of the running water. He is naked in there, under the water, probably trailing his hands all over his beautiful body. I was tingling but trying to hold myself back. But I seriously wanted to walk right in and join him. But what would he think? Would he become upset with me? There was only one way to find out. So I strolled in, his back turned to me, the glass was fogged hiding everything from me. I moved swiftly removing my garments letting them cascade to the floor. I made my way over to the shower feeling like I had just walked miles when I had only walked a few feet across the small bathroom. My hand gripped against the sliding door of the shower. I pushed it aside and I saw him shift on his feet and his head turn to open his eyes and looks at me. He appeared surprised if anything. He blinked.

"Y-you're back?" I noticed his face turn red, not from the heat of the shower though.

I stepped in shutting the door behind me and smiled at him. "Yes, I am. Did you miss me?" I wrapped my arms around him and bought his back to my chest. He looked to me then nodded. "Good" I muttered as I pressed my lips to his neck. He closed his eyes and just let me do what I wanted. My hands were lightly on his stomach one moving in a circle soothing him more. He sunk against me and I chuckled. "Relaxed aren't we?" I received a nod and a noise of pleasure. I continued until we were forced to sit on the shower floor. My hands explored his body.

I found muscles of course, the fine lines of abs, I found scars that could not be healed and burned memories into both him and I. He shuddered at my light touches against his skin, his hair was soaked covering his eyes. My hands went down more and he stayed relaxed, I remained away from his crotch for now. My hands moving over his thighs and then my arm could reach no longer without disrupting his comfortable position.

So I trailed them back up moving closer to his crotch, now wanting to go a little further. I moved my mouth to his ear. "Can I?" I asked almost like a curious child. I waited for a moment then received a nod. I moved my hand more slowly and lightly touched his cock. He shuddered and shifted slightly and I looked to his face seeing a darker blush growing.

I loved his innocence.

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