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Yumichika vaguely remembered Ikkaku stumbling in last night after going out drinking, but considering the third seat only made it to the couch where he crashed, he didn't manage to pull Yumichika out of sleep too badly. Now, the fifth seat finds himself in the futon alone and can't sense his lover's presence anywhere in the house. The captain must have come by early and given Ikkaku a job to do. That's the only reason why Ikkaku wouldn't still be sleeping after a night out drinking. The dark haired shinigami lets out a sigh, he hated that he wouldn't even get to see Ikkaku or have breakfast with him, but he was secretly glad that he wasn't around. With Ikkaku gone for the morning, Yumichika wouldn't have to exhaust himself with ways to keep the third seat from having sex with him. He had successfully managed to get day one of operation no sex over with, but he really didn't know how much longer he could refuse Ikkaku's advances.

The fifth seat groans as he sits up in the futon. He had a few hours before squad duty and without Ikkaku around to distract him, he could get a few things done around their room that he'd been needing to get done. Yumichika makes his way to the bathroom and as soon as he gets a good look at himself in the mirror he completely forgets about the things he needs to do and begins combing his fingers through his hair, "Ughh, how long has it been since I conditioned my hair?! It looks like a complete mess." Anything else on the to-do list would simply have to wait as Yumichika begins opening cabinets and drawers in the bathroom gathering all the equipment he would need for his hair.

After several minutes of mixing and applying, Yumichika finally had the conditioner setting in his hair. Now all he had to do was wait until the appropriate time to wash it out. The bonus was, he still had time to clean while the conditioner did its job. The fifth seat wraps his hair to prevent the conditioner from getting all over the place and exits the bathroom. Yumichika takes one step out of the bathroom and slams into something warm and hard and look up to see Ikkaku, "Ah! Ikkaku, what are you doing here?!"

Ikkaku absentmindedly rubs his own chest where his lover had smacked into him and grins, "Last I checked, I do live here."

The dark haired man then remembers his hair is all wrapped up and his eyes widen as he retreats quickly back into the bathroom, "You weren't supposed to see me like this!"

Ikkaku rolls his eyes as he places his hand on the bathroom door handle, "What's the big deal, Yumi? Ya look great as always." He opens the door to reveal Yumichika looking embarrassed with his arms crossed over his chest angrily, "Why don'tcha come outta there and have lunch with me?"

Yumichika nods and emerges from the bathroom once again. Ikkaku had already seen him so the damage had been done and there was no use in hiding in the bathroom for the few hours he had left before squad duty, "Where were you this morning anyway?"

"The lieutenant barged in here at the butt crack of dawn and dragged me out to the fuckin' candy store to help her carry all her purchases." He shakes his head, "Captain didn't wanna be bothered with her so she came and got me I guess." He chuckles softly, "Shit was I hung over too."

"What time did you come in last night?" Yumichika examines his nails and decides that the next time he had a chance his nails were on the check list of things to be done, "You were very quiet coming in."

"I don't fucking know what time it was." He laughs loudly, "Hell, I was plastered…I'm surprised I found my way back here to be honest." The bald shinigami gives his lover a once over and a side-ways grin erupts on his face, "But, ya know…I wanted to join ya in the futon when I got home and show ya how much I appreciated that blow job yesterday."

Yumichika looks up from his nails to see that Ikkaku was now standing dangerously close to him, "Um…is that so?" The smaller man lets out nervous laughter, "That's nice of you, but I was asleep and all that. It's the thought that counts right?"

Yumichika attempts to take a step back, but Ikkaku's large hands grip his hips and pull him in until his body is flush with the third seats own body, "Maybe, but the thought don't feel nearly as fuckin' good as the real thing now does it?"

The fifth seat swallows nervously as he manages to twist himself out of Ikkaku's grasp, "Th-that's true…but, I'll have to wash this conditioner out in about ten minutes and then I need to get ready for squad duty."

A predatory gleam sparkles in the bald man's eyes as he slowly makes his way toward Yumichika who is steadily backing toward the bathroom, "There's a lot we could do in ten minutes ya know."

Yumichika can feel his pulse quicken as he watches his lover move across the room. He desperately wanted what Ikkaku was offering, but he knew that it would be a huge mistake if he ended up pregnant, "We can't Ikkaku…conditioner would get everywhere and then I'd be late for squad duty and you wouldn't have time for lunch."

Yumichika's back then bumps against the closed bathroom door giving Ikkaku enough time to close the distance between them and place his hands on either side of the fifth seats head, "I don't give a flyin' fuck about lunch right now. Do ya realize how badly I want ya right now? I haven't been able to think about nothin' but you fer the last few days. Yer scent follows me everywhere I go and the thought of fuckin' ya into next week has just takin' over my mind."

The petite shinigami slides his hands along the bathroom door trying to find the handle and just as Ikkaku's lips begin their descent to his, he finds it and opens the door, "Can't let this conditioner sit for much longer, baby." He slips into the bathroom, successfully closing and locking the door before his lover has the chance to barge in, "We can discuss this after squad duty, okay."

Ikkaku slams his fist against the bathroom door and lets out a frustrated sigh, "Come on, Yumi! Just a quickie, please!"

"I can't hear you with this water running!" The raven haired man unwraps his hair and begins rinsing the conditioner out of his hair. He hated denying his lover and hoped Ikkaku wouldn't be too mad at him later. Yumichika remains in the bathroom well after his hair is rinsed and fixed for the day until he's certain he can no longer sense his lover's reiatsu in the room. He then emerges from the bathroom and gets a quick bite to eat before dressing and heading out to squad duty. He knew he would definitely have to fake an injury like he and Rangiku had talked about or Ikkaku would be 'fucking him into next week' as the third seat so eloquently put it.

Yumichika managed to successfully avoid Ikkaku the rest of the day. In fact, he had no idea where Captain Zaraki had stationed him for the day and that was just fine with him. The fifth seat got horny just thinking about Ikkaku and it was best if he avoided being around him as much as possible. The lozenge was most certainly having an aphrodisiac affect on him and therefore having the same affect on Ikkaku. Squad duty was almost over and Yumichika knew he could pretend to have an injury with no problem, but Ikkaku would want proof. Ikkaku would need to see a bruise or some swelling. The fifth seat ponders on what he should do as he begins the journey back to his and Ikkaku's quarters.

He is only pulled from his thoughts by the sound of someone calling his name. He looks up to see Shuhei waving, "Hey, what's up, Ayasegawa?"

A smile lifts the corners of Yumichika's mouth as the light bulb flickers on in his brain, "Lieutenant Hisagi, I am so glad that I ran into you."

Shuhei stops walking and allows Yumichika a moment to catch up with him, "Yeah, what's going on?"

"I need you to do me a big favor…but, I don't want you to ask any questions." He gives Shuhei his best smile and tries to look as cute as possible after a whole day of squad duty out in the sun, "Can you do me a favor?"

The ninth lieutenant gives Yumichika a skeptical look, "Um…I suppose I can help you out. So what is it you need?"

"I need you to hit me as hard as you can right here." The violet eyed shinigami then points to his upper thigh with his finger, "You think you can do that without hitting me in my private parts?"

Shuhei's eyes widen as he looks from the fifth seat's thigh and back up to his face, "Are you being serious right now?!"

Yumichika lets out an exasperated sound as he gives the younger man a look of impatience, "Well, of course I'm being serious. Now, can you help me out or not?"

"I can't do that!" The tattooed lieutenant backs away from Yumichika a few steps while shaking his head, "That's insane! Why in Soul Society would you want me to do that for anyway?!"

Yumichika sighs, "I thought I told you not ask any questions." He closes the small gap between them and stands with his right leg slightly away from his body, "I haven't got all day…kick me and get it over with. I won't tell anyone that you did it."

A nervous expression appears on the ninth lieutenant's face as he once again glances down at Yumichika's extended leg, "I'm pretty sure this is against all the rules and besides if Ikkaku finds out I kicked you then I'll just be a stain on the surface of Seireitei."

The older shinigami rolls his eyes and stomps his foot in aggravation, "Ikkaku will never know because I'm going to tell him it happened during squad training. Now get on with it!"

"Are you and Ikkaku fighting or something?" A horrified expression appears on the lieutenant's tattooed face, "Or is this some kind of weird fetish that you guys get off on when you're doing some kinky shit?"

"Fetish?" Yumichika shakes his head, "Hell no! I just need you to kick me and if you won't do it then I'll find someone who will."

Shuhei gulps audibly before giving Yumichika a curious look, "But, why? I don't understand what's going on?"

"You don't need to know anything." Yumichika lets out a sigh, "In fact, the less you know the better off you are." When Shuhei doesn't make a move to strike him, the fifth seat lets out an irritated groan, "Ughh, I tell you what…if you do me this favor then I will do your paperwork for a month. How's that sound?"

Shuhei contemplates the older man's words for a moment before finally nodding, "Okay, but I'll only do this if we can go somewhere that no one will see us and you have to promise not to tell anyone that it was me who hit you."

Yumichika waves his hand in front of his face in a gesture of indifference, "Yeah, sure…whatever you want. Now, lead the way."

After finding somewhere private and several more minutes of Shuhei reciting what a bad idea this all was, the deed is finally done. Yumichika got the nice big bruise he wanted and Shuhei was actively having a panic attack about it, "Holy shit! I can't believe I just did that! What do I need to do?! Are you gonna be okay?! I shouldn't have done that!"

Yumichika rubs his leg and uses just enough kido to heal himself up enough to stand back up on his own, "Will you be quiet?! You did a perfect job." He props himself up against a nearby wall before looking at the frantic shinigami next to him, "Now, help me back to my quarters…it'll look more painful that way."

Shuhei nods and slings one of Yumichika's arms over his shoulder, "And you're sure Ikkaku won't know I had anything to do with this?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Yumichika has to physically refrain from rolling his eyes again, "Now, stop being so spastic and help me home before he comes looking for me."

Shuhei nods, "Right."

As the two men make their way to the quarters that Yumichika shared with Ikkaku they only encounter one person. Rangiku rushes across the grass with her hands over her mouth, "Oh my goodness! Honey, what happened?!"

Shuhei looks terrified that someone might figure out what he did, but Yumichika answers the concern with nonchalance, "Oh, it's no big deal. Shuhei kicked me real hard and now he's helping me home."

The ninth lieutenant's mouth drops open, "Hey! I thought you said you weren't going to tell anyone what I did?!"

Rangiku shoots her fellow lieutenant an appalled look, "You kicked him?! Why in Soul Society would you do that?!"

Before Shuhei can explain himself, Yumichika breaks into the conversation, "I asked him to do it." When he catches Rangiku's confused expression he quickly explains, "You remember our plan right…the one where I get injured during a training exercise?"

Her confused look makes way for a knowing expression, "Oh! You wanted to make it look real! That was a really good idea."

Shuhei looks back and forth between the two of them with a very puzzled expression on his face, "Wait! What?! You two are in on this?! What the hell is going on here?!"

Yumichika shakes his head in disbelief, "Maybe it is my imagination, but I seem to recall telling you not to ask questions, dear."

Before Shuhei can respond, Rangiku interjects, "The less you know that better, sweetie." She then looks at the fifth seat, "You better hurry home. It's getting late and Ikkaku will come looking for you."

Yumichika nods, "Yes, I know." He looks at the bewildered lieutenant beside him, "Let's go then." Shuhei found it best not to argue at this point and bids Rangiku goodbye as he helps Yumichika walk the rest of the way to his quarters.

Finally, the two shinigami reach their destination where Ikkaku meets them at the door, "Yumi, where the fuck have ya…what the fuck happened to ya?!"

Yumichika tries to make his face look as pained as he possible can while at the same time appearing to be bored with the whole situation, "Oh, it's no big deal. I just had a little accident during training duty today. I just wasn't paying attention and this is what happened." He glances at Shuhei before turning back to his lover, "Shuhei came along and saw me limping and offered his help. Isn't that right, Shuhei?"

Ikkaku looks toward Shuhei for the first time making the ninth lieutenant flinch, "Uh…right! I just saw him already like this and helped him here cause I most definitely didn't have anything to do with it."

Yumichika stomps the younger man's foot to get him to shut up and lets out a chuckle, "Ha, ha…of course you didn't have anything to do with it. How could you when it happened at the Squad Eleven training field?" The petite shinigami looks from Ikkaku to Shuhei to make sure Ikkaku was buying all this, "Well, I'm here now…so you can run along. Thanks for the help, but Ikkaku can help me from here." Shuhei only nods and wastes no time in leaving.

Ikkaku picks his lover up and brings him into the room, "The fuck was his problem?"

"No idea." Ikkaku then deposits the fifth seat on the futon before Yumichika speaks again, "I just can't believe I went and got myself injured…and after I intended to spend the rest of the evening in bed with you."

Ikkaku pulls Yumichika's pants down to reveal the purple, swollen bruise and shakes his head, "You ain't doin' nothin' but resting until this looks better." The third seat stands up, "I'm gonna go get some ice fer that. I'll be right back."

"Thank you, baby." Yumichika watches as Ikkaku leaves the room and then breathes a sigh of relief knowing that he'd once again managed to avoid a night of sex.

TBC…

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