A/N : Hello! Long time no update! Sorry 'bout that... I'm back from my home stay trip :D That means I can write again! Although I might not update a lot because... well I don't want to spurt out nonsense about my private life, but I've been feeling depressed to the point I can't write love stories. .Ha. *ahem* So here's a short chapter! Sorry for any kinds of mistakes (didn't check it D: ) Enjoy!
"Ichigo! Where have you been?" They arrived at the Kurosaki household and were welcomed by Karin. Isshin heard Ichigo's voice and ran to the door and hugged his son. But Ichigo was not impressed with his father's reaction. He shoved off his father and kicked him in the guts.
"Get off me, old man! I had to stay with my friend because of the storm. And my phone died so I couldn't call you." Ichigo motioned his hand to Uryuu and the raven haired boy bowed.
"Ahh, your boyfriend, Ichigo? Why didn't you tell me more about him? Hmm?" Uryuu blushed at the statement and turned away.
"Shut up! He's not my boyfriend! Butt off!"
"Ooh, son. It's already time for you to get a lover anyway. It's okay, I don't mind at all! I even have some gay friends. Hey, Ichigo!" Ichigo wanted to smack his dad again, but he just dragged Uryuu out of the house and slammed the front door with his utmost strength.
"Sorry about that. Don't listen to what he said." Ichigo sighed and ran his finger through his hair.
"Yeah. It's okay, I know your dad. He's just like that…" Uryuu trailed off and calmed down.
"I better go home, it's past noon already and I have to clean the house and prepare for school. Bye." Uryuu turned around but Ichigo's hand held his wrist firmly.
"Wait a minute." Uryuu faced Ichigo again and stared at him full of confusion.
"What now, Kurosaki?" Ichigo didn't know what he was doing. His hand moved by itself and grabbed Uryuu's milky white wrist. Uryuu raised his eyebrow and cocked his hip. Ichigo stared deep into blue eyes and brought his hand up to caress the other's hair. It felt silky and soft, just like what he thought it would be.
"Kurosaki! What the hell?" Ichigo tried to stay calm and slowly pull away. He pretended to throw something away and coughed a bit.
"There was something on your hair. Anyways, I'll see you at school tomorrow." Uryuu slowly backed away and turned around. He ran for his life back to his apartment with heart thumping even before he started running.
Uryuu opened his apartment door, exhausted after running and errand. He took off his shoes and looked up to see Ichigo, shirtless, only in his shorts.
"Hey, welcome back! How was the market? Crowded?" The shirtless man grinned and hugged Uryuu.
"Yes, it was crowded. Remind me not to help Keigo ever again." He scowled. Ichigo laughed whole heartedly and grabbed his towel.
"I'm gonna swim downstairs. You wanna come along?" Uryuu nodded and followed his friend to the pool on the first floor of his luxurious apartment building. He did pick this particular apartment for its facilities.
The pool's oval shaped with beautiful cerulean blue water. Ichigo threw his towel to Uryuu and canon-balled into the water. Uryuu giggled and sat on the beach bench, examining his friend who's doing a freestyle, flexing his well toned muscle. Gracefully yet full of power he splashed the water around him. Uryuu was captivated.
"Uryuu! Come on and join me! The water's perfect!"
"Nah, I'll stay here. I don't feel like swimming." Uryuu smiled. Ichigo shrugged and swam some more while Uryuu kept his eyes on him.
Uryuu reclined and looked up to the sky. It was blue with white puffy clouds decorating it. A green bird he couldn't identify passed above him and he was happy it didn't poop on him.
"Uryuu. Watcha looking at?" Ichigo said in a singsong voice. Uryuu looked towards him and saw ripped muscle glinting in the sunlight. Ichigo got out from the pool and walked towards his friend on the beach bench.
"Nothing. Here, dry yourself off." Ichigo caught the white towel that was thrown to him and started to dry his body. Uryuu stared at him, oh how he wanted to touch Ichigo's torso. Ichigo sat on the end of the beach bench and scooted closer. Uryuu laughed and pulled Ichigo closer. He took the towel and dried the wet orange mane.
"That feels good, Uryuu. Like, really, really good!" Ichigo laid his head on Uryuu's lap.
"You're such a cat, Ichigo." Ichigo laughed and suddenly coughed.
"Hey, Ichigo, you okay?" Uryuu brought his friend to sit and patted his wet back. Ichigo calmed down eventually and leaned closer to Uryuu's ear.
"Awh, you're worried!"
"Well you just started to cough like crazy!" Uryuu complained.
"I'm okay, as long as you're here with me." Ichigo whispered and nibbled his ear.
"Nngh, Ichigo…" Ichigo smirked and caressed Uryuu's smooth cheek.
"Uryuu..."
"WAAAAAAAAGHHH!" Uryuu screamed and threw his blanket aside.
"Not again! What the hell is wrong with me?" He rushed to the bathroom and started to get ready for school. Yesterday after he got back from Ichigo's house, he couldn't think straight. His head was fuzzy and his heart was thumping hard. He took care of what was needed to be done, shower and head straight to bed. He regretted going to sleep though, but deep in his heart he regretted waking up even more.
In the Kurosaki household, Ichigo was eating his breakfast. A bowl of cereal. A soggy one to be exact. He couldn't sleep at all last night and he's extremely tired now. The other night he couldn't close his eyes and now he couldn't keep them open. He kept thinking about that soft silky hair, the cute blush on that particular beautiful face and the way he reacted. Ichigo was enchanted. He longed to have his fingers running through Uryuu's hair. Hell, he wanted to touch that lithe boy all over!
"This is getting unbearable…" Ichigo sighed and leaned back to his chair. Milk and cocoa pops didn't look so appetizing… But warm melted chocolate on that milky skin…
"Oh my God, what is happening to me?"
"Oh, my precious son! What is the matter –OOF!" Isshin, who tried to hug his son, flew half way across the room because of the punch his own son gave him.
"What was that for? I was trying to comfort you!" Isshin screamed and smacked Ichigo in the head.
"Shut up old man. I'm off." Ichigo didn't make any effort to attack his father back. He was just too preoccupied with Uryuu on his head. He grabbed his stuff and made his way to school. 'Today is gonna be a long day…'
A/N : Short? Yeah sorry. So it's much of a drabble in the end lol.
Uryuu : WTF WAS THAT? *draws bow and aim at Corolla* I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE DEPRESSED OR WHATEVER! HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME DREAM OF SOMETHING LIKE THAT!
Ichigo : Hey, calm down will ya? It's not that bad...
Uryuu : YOU UNDERSTAND NOTHING, KUROSAKI! *aims bow at Ichigo*
Ichigo : Tch. *walks closer and lowers bow* Hey, calm down... Don't you have the slightest thought that it's pretty sweet? *caresses Uryuu's hair*
Uryuu : *flustered* UHNNHH...
Ichigo : Here, try and touch my hair. Maybe you'll like it as much as I like to touch your hair. *grins*
Uryuu : ... *hesitantly reaching out* Okay... *touches hair and giggles* Wow, your hair is soft!
Ichigo : *chuckles and snakes his hand on Uryuu's waist*
Uryuu : *moans* Ahn~!
Ichigo : Woah! *shocked*
Uryuu : *blushes and shoves Ichigo* WTF? KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME! PERVERT! *stomps away*
Ichigo : *mouth agape* That. Was. So. Fucking. HOT! MOAAAR! *chases Uryuu*