A/N:
Do I really have to keep doing this?

Chapter 6.
Das Weinende Herz

"This seems to becoming a bad habit of yours.. Kurosaki.." Uryuu sneered and pushed up his glasses. He was standing in the doorway, peventing the redhead from entering.
"What do you want this time?" Why the hell does he keep coming here? His heart was racing and blood boiling. Why does he even make me this agitated?
Ichigo had expected the hostility but he still found himself a bit dumbfound anyway.
"Ishida.. I want you to come train with me at Urahara's basement" he pushed out, putting on a frown.
"Ch.. I already spend a few days there, just came home last night actually.."
Ichigo froze. He had not predicted that.
"I just spend two days training with Captain Hitsugaya, why would I want to waste time with you..?" Uryuu put on a sly smirk. Surely he must give up now.
But within a blink of an eye he found himself on the floor in the livingroom and a dull pain spread across his chest. He pushed me? He quickly got to his feet and tried to throw a punch at the former shinigami who stood right in front og him.
Ichigo grasped his wrist, twisted him around and pinned him, chest against the wall.
"Hell no! If you want a chance at hitting me, you come train with me.." Ichigo hissed. Then he leaned in closer to the Quincy ear and tightened the grip around the wrist.
"So far, you still don't stand a chance against me... Quincy.." And then he was gone, leaving Uryuu furious and determind to beat him, Ichigo's breath still lingering on his neck and ear.

Don't rush it.. Uryuu thought and spend a few extra minutes, massaging the soap into his hair.
Take it easy.. He slowly put on his white pants and a white Quincy uniform like shirt. Not as long as the original one, he likes this one better. It allowed better mobility. Cape draped oveer the shoulders, clasped together in the front by a golden chain.
At 9:05 in the morning, Uryuu arrived at Uraraha's shop. Urahara seemed to know why he was there and skipped the usual childish act and lead him directly to the basement.
"Best of luck, Ishida-san" the shopkeeper said as the ravenhaired dissapeared down the stairs. As soon as he was out of sight, Urahara picked up his cellphome.
"Orihime-san? You better come over, I believe we're going to need your assistance during the day.."

"I figured you'd be early" The redhead greeted. He was dressed in a somewhat tight haori and hakama, much like his old bankai, yet the edges of this outfit was smooth and untorn. He had a black katana tugged in the side. He had not regained a zanpakuto, but Urahara had developed this sword to channal his reiatsu and be almost as strong as Zangetsu had been.
"Yea.. You seemed so insisting so I figured I might as well get it over with if it got you off my back.." Uryuu lied while his insides were coiling at the sight of the battle ready ex shinigami in front of him. He was not sure of Kurosaki's actual strenght and knew very little of his technique now a days.
"Alright.. Lets get to it then.." Ichigo smirked and took a stance.
Uryuu took a stance too, taking in the almost invisible glint of surprise in his opponents eyes. For the past two years, he had studied several martial arts and when he was not taken completely off guard, he considered himself rather good.

It was Ichigo who made the first move, drawing his katana and charging against the Quincy who kept still until the blade was inches from his face. With a blink of an eye, he dropped to one knee, usind the other leg to swipe his opponents legs away.
Ichigo crashed on his back, completely taken by surprise. He had no idea the other man knew how to fight without his bow. As soon as he got back on his feet, Uryuu was over him with kicks and punches. He had no intention of resorting to his bow until he couldn't fight the redhead up close anymore and right now, he was doing just fine. He managed to get a few good hits and keeping the blade from touching his skin.
Nothing would be more satisfying than to beat him like this! He mused, slightly high on the adrenalin but determind to stay cool.
It did not take long before he had to face the fact that his opponent was still far ahead of him in physical strength and he fired the first arrow only to have it deflected by a shining blade.
"Damn it" he hissed. He had to get further away for a proper shot but it was nearly impossible to create a distance big enough. Kurosaki Ichigo fought very different from Captain Hitsugaya who prefered as little close contact with his opponent as possibe, neither did he need to be close to attack.

Ichigo found himself rather enjoying the situation, having a hard time keeping a smirk from creeping across his lips.
The Quincy surely had improved his fighting skills and become so much stronger. And faster!
But Ichigo too had improved, expecially in technique. Fighting with the ravenhaired, seeing his passion and determination seemed to have sparked something in the redhead. He wanted the distance closed between them, experience the fierceness all up close. It was obvious this was frustrating his opponent who seemed to need the distance for his intended attacks.
"LICHTEN REGEN" was called out, a tingle of desperation breaking the voice, a storm of blue arrows almst covering it.
"It almost seems like you actually want me dead" Ichigo smirked, heart pounding in exitement as the Quincy cringed, hearing his voice so close to his ear.
The lightening blue bow flared and dissapeared as warm fingers made their way through the raven locks at the back of his head. For a brief moment, it seemed everything stood still.
Ichigo barely managed to move out of range as Uryuu twisted around, lashing his Seele Schneider. Quickly he recovered and charged forward, coming blade against blade over and over, forcing the bespectacled back with each attack until he completely disarmed him and backed him up against a rock wall.
"Kurosaki" Uryuu yelped as he saw the fire burning in the bronze coloured eyes, the black blade uncomfortably close to his neck. What is going on with him?
"Ishida, I" but he before he could say more, a knee connected with his stomach, forcing him to back off and lower his sword. A taste of blood fired him up further as the Quincy punched him in the face and the redhead snarled as he grasphed both of the slim wrists, yanked them upwards and stabbed his sword through the fabric of the sleeves, pinning them to the wall behind them.
Ichigo leaned in, closing the gap between their bodies, running his hands down the white sleeves, one stopping at the soft, raven hair, the other at the slim hip.
He's completely lost it! Uryuu panicked and tried to writh out of the touch.

"Kurosaki, get offmph!" lips came crashing onto his own, the strong hands pulling him closer.
Ichigo's mind was completely overtaken by desire and further fueled by the writhing body crushed against his own. He had never felt anything like it, all he wanted was to be even closer, to taste more.
He broke the kiss and lead his mouth to the pale jawline, trailing his tongue to the neck while a hand found the zipper and started opening the Quincy uniform.
Finding the golden chain of the cape in the way, he tore it off entirely, revealing a pale but chizzled chest.
"Kurosaki what're you doing? Have you gone insane?" Uryuu hissed as the strong hand yanked his uniform open and pressed against his chest. Ichigo merely moaned against the soft skin of his neck, the hand on hip, snaking around the waiste and pulled them closer.
"Kurosaki, let go of me.." he whimpered as he felt their groin grind together, Kurosaki's exitement becoming painfully evident. This isn't happening.. I have to get out of here!
He tried to think of a way to get loose, yanking at the fabric holding his arms above his head, feeling it only give in slightly.
"Uhnnngh!" he heard himself moan as his offender bit down slightly on the soft skin of his neck, making his eyes flutter and his knees go weak. Shit! What the hell's happening.
Ichigo lifted his head up and stared directly into dark blue pools before crashing their lips together yet again while tugging more at the white fabric. Uryuu too was tugging to get his arms free, feeling it slowly ripping apart.
Suddenly, a plan formed in his mind as a soft tongue slid over his bottom lip.
He opened his mouth slightly, allowing the tongue to enter as he pushed forward to deepen the kiss, shuddering in surprise at his own body's reaction. Focus! He tugged again, ripping the sleeves more while feeling the former shinigami moan into his mouth as their tongues wrestled.
Finally.. The Quincy's arms slowly moved down, his right hand finding its way to the bare chest of the redhead, placing it right above the racing heart, waiting for the kiss to be broken for air. When that happened, Uryuu quickly composed himself and leaned close to Kurosaki's ear.
"Right now, I do want you dead.." He whispered. "Ginrei Kojaku, make his heart cry.."

Ichigo took a step back, realising what he had just been doing, his eyes widening in horror as sharp pain spread across his chest making him drop to his knees.
Shining, blue drop seeped out of his skin where Uryuu had touched him, each drop leaving his chest to be sucked into the Quincy cross.
The bow formed and an arrow grew bigger and bigger with the former shinigami's heart reiatsu. It looked like soft rain fell between the two men.
When the redhead started panting heavily, shakingly supporting himself with his hands, Uryuu lifted the bow above his head, pointing the arrow at the roof. He knew Urahara had secured the room to withstand his arrows so the house above would not be harmed. Then he released the arrow, hearing his victim gasph in pain.
"I-Ishida... I'm so sorry.." Ichigo pleaded as ther Quincy walked pass him.
Uryuu found his way to stairs, climbed up, glasses and hair hiding his face as he was met by the shopkeeper, Orihime and Sado. He keept his eyes off them.
"Ishida-kun" the girl greeted softly, her voice full of worry.
"I used 'Das Weinende Herz', you might want to tend to him quickly.." He spoke cooly and made his way to the door, hearing Urahara usher Orihime to the basement.