Day Seven: It's Over

Ichigo heaved out a heavy sigh, collapsing on his bed.

Chouko arched a brow, curious. She walked over to her boyfriend and climbed so she was on top of him, and propped herself down on his hips.

Ichigo's face grew as red as his name, as Chouko grinned mischievously down at her boyfriend.

She slowly covered Ichigo's body with her own, making sure her breasts were resting firmly against his chest.

"Ch-Ch-Chouko…?" Ichigo gaped. He swallowed deeply, making his Adam's apple bob.

"Yes~?" Chouko sang teasingly, her head hovering over Ichigo's, her long brown hair falling to curtain around the two.

"Wh-what about…?" Ichigo trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.

"My period?" Chouko offered. Ichigo's face flushed even more and he nodded. "It's over." She nipped at Ichigo's ear before kissing him deeply.

She swallowed Ichigo's groan of pleasure, and closed her eyes, willing to only feel Ichigo's body against hers.

She let out a gasp of surprise when Ichigo suddenly flipped her over so he was on top.

"Ichigo…?" she inquired, cocking her head to the side, having an inner desire to tempt her normally-prude boyfriend. He's grown more confident involving women (well, actually, only Chouko, but hey, she's not complaining) since dating her, but could still be embarrassed every now and then.

"You're a little vixen," Ichigo growled, his brown eyes darkening slightly as blood rushed from his upper brain to his lower one. "You're tempting me on purpose?"

"Oh? You saw through me already?" Chouko grinned mischievously, not even bothering to deny it. Her own brown eyes sparkled in amusement, hiding most of her desire for her boyfriend.

Ichigo didn't bother replying.

After all, he was a man of action.

He leaned down, covering Chouko's soft lips with his own, and the girl's arms shot up, circling around his neck, pulling him down to be closer to her as physically possible.

"Ichigo!" the two faintly heard from downstairs. "Ichigo!"

The orange-haired boy pulled back with a heavy huff as the sound of pounding footsteps got louder and louder.

The next thing he knew, the door was behind pounded on ferociously. "I-CHI-GO!" Isshin screamed, pounding rapidly on his eldest son's door.

Ichigo growled and stomped over to the door, throwing it open, catching his father's fist as the older man attempted to pound the door again.

"What?" Ichigo snarled.

"My dear sweet Yuzu's outside with some delinquent!" Isshin cried. "I'm not ready for my darling Yuzu to be tempted into becoming a rascal! She's the only good kid left in the family!"

Ichigo twitched violently and Chouko peered out Ichigo's window.

Indeed, Yuzu was talking to a boy, but to Chouko, the boy was quite clean-cut and if anything, a nerd or geek. (Not that she was stereotyping. Uryu was one of her best friends... Okay, maybe a bit.)

"I don't give a damn!" Ichigo growled, shoving his father out. "Go stop them yourself then! Leave. Me. Alone!" With that, he slammed the door to his room, and locked the door.

"Ooh~" Chouko cooed from where she sat on Ichigo's bed. "I love it when you get rough."

Ichigo turned around, like a predator stalking a prey. "I'll show you rough," Ichigo growled out, before all but tackling Chouko back onto the bed.

Chouko erupted out in giggles as her boyfriend peppered her with kisses. They slowly turned into soft moans as Ichigo trailed lower, down her jaw, and then to her neck.

"I love you…" Chouko sighed out, tossing her head back so Ichigo could get better access.

"I love you, too…" Ichigo mumbled against his girlfriend's neck, nipping the area softly, causing Chouko to release a low moan as Ichigo's hands trailed up Chouko's soft thighs.


After being kicked out of Ichigo's room, Isshin sulked as he walked downstairs.

"First Ichigo becomes rebellious… then Karin… and now my precious Yuzu…" he mumbled to himself. He looked at the large poster of his wife in the living room. "My precious Masaki!" he cried, crocodile tears streaming down his face, throwing himself at the poster. "What have I done wrong?!"

"Go beat away the kid then," Karin said from where she sat in the living room, watching TV. She sipped her can of soda casually, not bothering to look at her eccentric father.

"Ichigo said that too…" Isshin said, before taking his children's advice. He ran out of the door a second later, and saw Yuzu was still talking to the boy.

"Otou-san!" Yuzu exclaimed.

"You!" Isshin cried, pointing at the boy.

"M-Me?!" the boy asked incredulously, confused. He pointed at himself, looking around to see who the man was talking to.

"Yes, you! How dare you corrupt my precious Yuzu!" Isshin accused.

"I-I'm not! I-I was just talking to K-Kurosaki-san about the test today!" the boy shook his head furiously. He looked at Yuzu before saying, "I'm sorry, Kurosaki-san. I promised my mother I'd be home soon. I'll see you tomorrow."

And without another word, he dashed off before Isshin could say anything else.

"What was that all about, Otou-san?" Yuzu inquired, cocking her head, confused.

"I just saved you," Isshin declared.

"Yay!" Yuzu cheered. "I love you, Otou-san!" She wrapped her arms around her father, hugging him.

Isshin's tears rolled down his cheeks rapidly and his arms circled around his still-innocent daughter. "Yuzu!"

From Ichigo's open window, a breathless "Ichigo~" sounded, and Yuzu looked confused. "Was that Chouko-chan?"

"ICHIGO!" Isshin roared. "HOW DARE YOU CORRUPT INNOCENT CHOUKO-CHAN?!"

From inside his room, Ichigo paused while inside his girlfriend, his eyebrow twitching. He grabbed the nearest object, an alarm clock, and chucked it out the window. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, OYAJI!"

When he heard Yuzu cry out, "Otou-san!" in shock, he was satisfied, and turned back to his girlfriend, who was flushed pink.

He gave her a smirk and thrust his hips, making her gasp breathlessly, "Ichigo…"

He grunted out his girlfriend's name, and the two proceeded to continue their love-making activities, uninterrupted.