Chad stepped out of his bedroom to find that Ichigo hadn't moved from her seat in all the time he'd been out of the room. Which was good since he probably wouldn't have liked having felt like she was toying with him.

She looked up at him as he brushed by and opened her mouth only to close it again when he didn't bother stopping- and instead held up a finger to ask her to remain silent just a moment or so longer while he made his way to his kitchen, and opened the fridge and grabbed himself and Ichigo both a soda before turning on his heel and making his way back to where she was.

"Here. Drink some of this while we talk." He said as he handed her the drink and watched as her small hands wrapped around the cool aluminum as she blinked at him, her expression puzzled. Chad opened his drink and took a sip as he studied her from under his dark wavy hair. His expression unreadable for the moment.

Despite the fact that he had the feeling that the soda in his hand might somewhat manage to keep his hands and mind occupied for the next little while.

At least until he had everything figured out and laid down the rules.

"O-Okay." Ichigo muttered along with an absent minded yet still somehow polite sounding 'thanks' as she opened her drink and took a small sip. Drawing Chad's attention to her lips.

They weren't the sort of lips he usually liked on his women, but for someone like Ichigo- they were perfect. Soft, and a little bit plump and pouty without appearing too feminine.

God it was no wonder he'd never noticed she was a girl. Her facial features were pleasant enough to look upon that she could easily be mistaken for either the male or female genders without having to really work much at hiding her true gender.

It must have always been difficult for her. Excruciatingly so now that he really thought about it.

"Ichigo- Why did decide to come clean about being..." He looked her over again and felt his pants tightening even more. If his dick got any harder, his clothing would cut off all circulation below his waist. "A girl now?"

She looked at him for a second and then began to fidget nervously with her fingertips. Flicking her nails together to create a small 'click, click, click-ing' sound before she replied, "Because I know that I can trust you. You aren't the type of person to use a person's secrets against them."

The sentence alone told him more than she probably intended. And given his abrupt reaction to her words- the sudden angry hiss of breath from between clenched teeth- the final piece of the puzzle about the 'why's' of the situation concerning Ichigo... Chad nearly dropped his drink and growled at the girl to tell him everything.

Yet despite himself somehow managed to keep calm enough to hold his tongue and not show just how anxious her words had just made him feel. But now that he had a better understanding of things- he knew why she had approached him with- well, this specific task.

And as angry (at others) as he felt right then, he also felt somewhat terrified (for her well being) and more than a little humbled that she trusted him to such a degree. Still he couldn't help but ask, "Why now? If you trust me so much- why not come out with your secret sooner?"

"It's because of dad." Ichigo said as she slowly set her drink down on the coffee table in front of her, making sure to use the coaster to keep her drink from leaving a ring on the cherry oak.

Chad cocked his head to the side a bit and tried to make sense of her reply when Ichigo went on to fill in the blanks. "Do you remember when we first met, and I told you about my mom and twin being murdered?" He nodded slowly as he vaguely recalled that unpleasant conversation.

"Well, the killer was never caught. And shortly after the incident I was caught up in some accidents that kind of freaked my dad out. The last one was particularly nasty and I was in the hospital in a coma for almost six weeks. When I woke up- dad had pulled me out of school, faked my death, gotten fake adoption papers and placed my brother's name on it and waited. Once I was out of danger, and the hospital- I was home schooled for a year in a half which he used to teach me how to fight and stuff and then finally told me one day that I could never be anyone but 'Ichigo' because once everyone found out I was a girl, Especially when I got older, I'd be made to regret it."

He thinned his lips as he thought, Man was your dad right, before sighing softly and finally saying, "Okay. I understand," And he did. Truly.

Issun Kurosaki was like a demon when someone came after one of his own. And he had suffered the tragic loss of having his young wife and small son ripped away from him on the same day.

Sighing once all information had finished sorting in his mind, Chad then reached into his pant's pocket and pulled out his cell phone and dialed Ichigo's home number knowing that her dad or one of her younger sister's would likely pick up and quickly told the person on the other end that Ichigo would be staying with him at his place until school started up again and that he'd come by in a few hours to get an overnight bag for her.

Once that was done, he flipped his phone closed and then asked. "Were you given any morning after pills?" Because for his plan to work he needed to get rid of them.

Ichigo blinked at him for a second and then nodded her head slightly as he held his hand out for the pills and watched as she dug them out of her pant's pocket before saying, "I'll hold onto these for now." Which basically translated to 'You're never gonna see these again.' Cause he was going to dump them down the first sink drain or toilet he could manage to get too without her noticing.

"So what now? S-Should we...uh...do stuff?" She squeaked after a moment or so of unnerving silence.

Chad let out a low rumbling sound of amusement as he stared her down, "Do stuff. Who says that anymore? What are you, in elementary school? You don't refer to sex as 'doing' stuff. You call it what it is. Sex. Fucking. Messing up the bed sheets-" Ichigo's eyes widened a fraction as her face turned seven shades of pink and she suddenly jumped up and all but tackled him in an effort to shut him up. Causing him to wrap his arms around her slender, curvy body and hold her in place against his body so that he could tease her a little more.

Seeing as he was enjoying her embarrassment for the moment as he taunted, "Are you really so eager to see me naked?" God he hoped she said 'yes'. Because the second she did- he was losing his pants and going commando just for her.

Ichigo opened her mouth to say something to him, but abruptly closed it. Her small teeth making an audible clicking sound as her jaws came together and her face turned a bright crimson that surprised even Chad.

He hadn't been aware that she was capable of turning that color.

It made him wonder just how far the blush spread across her body.

Did it go just a little across her cheeks? Down her neck? Did it heat her breasts in possible anticipation of what was coming? He wondered as his mind began to run away with him a little bit.