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Sorry it has taken me so long to update this fic! I feel so ashamed of myself, but I've been trying to find another job and I've been interviewing all while still working at my current job. Sorry so sorry! Anyway, here is the next installment.

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After Yumichika's 'accident', Ikkaku did everything he could to make sure the fifth seat was comfortable. In fact, Ikkaku was so helpful that it took a little getting used to. Yumichika had no idea his lover could be so thoughtful and attending. Needless, to say Yumichika had painfully managed another day without having sex with Ikkaku. Now, if he could milk his injury for a few more days he would be in the clear.

"Are ya sure yer gonna be okay?" Ikkaku once again fluffs up Yumichika's pillow before joining him on the futon.

Yumichika felt a slight pang of guilt at having deceived his lover, but only a slight pang. He frowns as he moves his leg a bit, "Oh, I'm sure it will be just fine in a few days."

Ikkaku once again looks at the large purple bruise staining his lover's usually perfect skin, "How long is a few days?"

"Oh, you know…three or four…I can still go to squad duty, but nothing too strenuous." Yumichika tries his best not to look at the disappointed look on the third seat's face, "Just to be safe."

"Three or four days!" Ikkaku falls back onto his own pillow and groans, "Ya really think it'll take that long to heal up?"

Yumichika looks down at the bruise, "Well…yeah. Just look how swollen it is." The raven haired shinigami begins to tire of the conversation and knew if it continued Ikkaku would ask when they could have sex again, "I'm pretty tired. I think I'm going to try and get some rest."

A very pouty expression appears on the bald man's face, but he doesn't argue with Yumichika any longer, "Yeah, I guess I'm kinda tired too."

Yumichika attempts to make himself comfortable, but his leg really did hurt and it was extremely difficult to get situated. Ikkaku however, had no trouble falling asleep. In the quiet of the room, Yumichika wishes he had just come clean with Ikkaku about the whole mess, but he felt like it was too late for the truth now.

The next morning, Yumichika could tell that his leg was going to give him problems. He didn't have to try and remember to limp. His leg was so sore that he didn't even want to get out of the futon, but just like the night before, Ikkaku helped him up and made sure he had everything he needed. In fact, both men were dressed on time and headed for breakfast before squad duty started.

Yumichika still felt a little bad about what he'd done, but he was also relieved that he didn't have to fight Ikkaku off him before squad duty. The fifth seat would be lying though if he said he wasn't incredibly horny. It was so bad that all he thought about was sex. In fact, his being horny was far more bothersome than his hurt leg. He'd just have to ignore it or either take care of it when he was alone. He knew Ikkaku was feeling the same way. To everyone else, the third seat seemed his usual self, but Yumichika could tell how incredibly anxious his lover was.

The fifth seat sighs and pushes his tray away from him, "I'm done."

"Done?!" Ikkaku begins snatching left-over food from Yumichika's tray, "Ya barely ate anything."

Yumichika looks down at his tray that is now empty thanks to Ikkaku, "I suppose I'm in too much pain to eat."

Ikkaku frowns as he picks up his and Yumichika's tray, "Are ya sure ya should be goin' to squad duty today?"

The petite man waves Ikkaku's concern away, "Of course I should go…it would be silly to miss squad duty. I'll be fine." Ikkaku shrugs his shoulders and runs off to return their trays. After breakfast, the two of them split up to take on the various assignments the Captain had given them for the day.

Yumichika basically did paperwork and looked after the lieutenant considering how swollen his leg was. He found himself daydreaming mostly about what it would be like if he and Ikkaku ever actually had a baby one day. He wished he could just stop wanting a baby. If he didn't want one any more then that would solve all his problems, but things were never that simple. The fifth seat lets out a sigh and looks at the clock. It was well past time for him to be off duty.

He stands up and stretches before stacking the papers in a neat pile. His leg was beginning to feel better already which was a good thing and a bad thing. He was tired of his leg aching, but he knew if it healed too quickly he would be right back in the same predicament of trying not to have sex with Ikkaku. He lets out another sigh and limps his way out of the office and into the sunshine. He knew he should head back to his own room, but he'd been cooped up all day and really needed to talk to someone who knew what was going on.

He very slowly makes his way to Rangiku's quarters and as a result his leg is aching even worse than before from all the walking. Before he can knock, the busty squad ten lieutenant opens the door, "Yumichika, why are you here so late and why are you so sweaty?"

"It wasn't late when I started this way, but with my leg hurt it took a bit longer than expected." He brushes a sweaty strand of hair off his forehead, "Plus, it's like 200 degrees out here. Can I come in?"

"Of course, sweetie." She steps aside and he limps into the room. She shuts the door behind them and gestures for him to have a seat which he gladly does, "I didn't think your leg was that bad. You know you were only supposed to hurt it enough to look believable."

Yumichika sinks down into the chair and lets out a relieved sigh at finally being able to sit down, "Don't you think I know that? It didn't seem so bad yesterday. It doesn't matter though because it's working. Ikkaku hasn't even mentioned sex once since I hurt my leg."

She sits down in a chair across from him and looks at his conflicting expression of relief and anxiety, "That's a good thing, right? That is what you wanted isn't it?"

He flops his head back against the chair back and lets his body go boneless as he once again lets out a sigh, "It is, but…but, I'm so horny I can't think about anything else. Sometimes I just want to give in to his advances and get it over with."

"Don't you dare do that, Yumichika!" She gives him a stern look, "You can do this. It'll only be for a few more days and then things will go back to normal."

He sits up a bit straighter in the chair, "Easy for you to say…you don't have this lozenge aka aphrodisiac rushing through your system." His cheeks tint a light pink color with his next words, "I get hard whenever he just looks at me with that sexy smirk on his face."

She stands up and makes her way to where he's sitting. She grabs his shoulders and shakes him roughly, "You have to stay strong! Just say no!"

"St-stop sh-shaking me!" When the shaking stops he straightens his clothes and hair, "Don't you think I know that?! It'll be tough, but I know I can do it…or not do it as the case may be." He carefully stands up from the chair and makes his way to the door, "I have to go considering it will probably take me half the night just to get back to my room."

"I'll walk with you." She begins putting on her shoes when she sees him shake his head, "Why not?"

"I need some time to think about some things." He opens the door and steps out, "Thanks for all the support though."

Before she can respond, he leaves the room and shuts the door behind him. He then begins his slow trek back to his own quarters where he knew Ikkaku would be waiting for him. However, when he finally made it back his bald lover was nowhere to be seen. He did eventually find a note saying that the third seat had gone out with Renji for a few hours.

Ikkaku couldn't believe he'd actually managed to get Renji away from either squad six or the Kuchiki manor. He'd tried hanging out with Renji for weeks and he could never convince the redhead to go out. He always claimed he had to stay with the baby or catch up on paperwork or some boring shit like that. Ever since Renji and Captain Kuchiki had that baby together it was really putting a damper on his and Renji's drinking and bullshitting time together, "I'm glad ya finally decided that yer friends were important for once."

Renji rolls his eyes as he takes a sip of his drink, "Ya know I do have more responsibilities now with Takahiro and all."

"Yeah, yeah." The bald man takes a gulp of his own drink, "That's all I ever hear from ya any more. Takahiro this and Takahiro that."

Renji lets out a chuckle, "Well, he is my son and I can't ask Byakuya to look after him all the time especially since he captains the squad all day long. Plus, I wanna spend time with my son. You don't understand because ya don't have any kids yet."

Ikkaku almost chokes on his drink at Renji's words, "Yet?" He shakes his head, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

The redhead shrugs as he grips the glass tighter in his hand, "Just what it sounds like. When you and Yumichika have a kid then you'll understand why my schedule has changed and why I wanna spend time with Takahiro and Byakuya more often."

The third seat rolls his eyes, "There ain't gonna be no kid fer me and Yumi."

The tattooed shinigami looks down at his drink and swishes the liquid around in the glass. He almost felt sorry for Yumichika. He knew his dark haired friend wanted a child, but he also knew how stubborn Ikkaku was, "Are ya sure? He seemed like he really wanted one a few months back."

An aggravated growl escapes Ikkaku's throat before he downs his drink in one gulp, "I didn't ask to hang out with ya to talk about me and Yumi having a fucking kid!"

"Fine." Renji takes another sip of his drink. The redhead was trying to make his drink last considering he had promised Byakuya he wouldn't drink a lot, "So what did ya wanna talk about?"

Ikkaku starts on his new glass of alcoholic goodness before speaking again, "What makes ya think I didn't just wanna hang out?"

"Well, ya usually invite more of our friends if ya wanna hang out and Yumichika would be with ya." He looks around the bar for a bit before settling his eyes on Ikkaku again, "I don't see anyone else in our group so I assumed you wanted to talk to me alone about something."

Ikkaku looks down at the bar before finally looking at Renji with a worried look on his face, "Okay, ya got me. Yumichika is actually the reason why I wanted to talk to ya."

The lieutenant's tattooed eyebrows come together in confusion, "Why? Is he okay? I heard that he hurt his leg the other day, but I didn't think it was anything serious."

The bald shinigami waves away Renji's concern and shakes his head, "Nah, he's fine and his leg is nothing serious."

"Oh, okay." Renji searches his friend's face and tries to figure out what could be bothering him just by reading his facial expression, "Then what's goin' on then?"

Ikkaku lets out a concerned sigh before once again taking a long gulp from his drink, "I feel like…like Yumi is avoiding me fer some reason, but I can't think of any reason why he'd be doin' that."

The redhead takes a tentative sip of his own drink as he contemplates Ikkaku's words, "Whataya mean avoiding? I saw the two of you walking around together yesterday."

"That ain't what I mean." The third seat scratches his head as he tries to find the right words, "We still sleep in the same futon and eat meals together and all that shit, but I feel like he doesn't wanna have sex with me anymore."

Renji lets out a soft chuckle, "Dude, you worry too much. He's probably just not in the mood." The scarlet haired shinigami takes a few more sips of his drink, "Everybody gets that way now and again."

Ikkaku shakes his head as he pushes his drink aside, "I don't think that's it. He always seems ready to go and then at the last minute he backs out." He rubs the back of his head in a worrying gesture, "I know I didn't do nothing to piss him off cause Yumi hasn't ever been shy about telling my ass off before. I'd know if I pissed him off." Another deep sigh leaves the eleventh squad member's mouth as he finally gives Renji a truly terrified look, "Ya don't think that…that he's…he's cheatin' on me do ya?"

The sixth lieutenant chokes on his drink in order to keep from spitting it across the room, "Are you fuckin' crazy?! How could ya even ask that?! Yumichika loves you. I'm still tryin' to figure out why, but he does. He would never do something like that."

"I know it sounds crazy, but why else wouldn't he wanna have sex with me?" Ikkaku keeps up rubbing his head and ignoring his drink, "I don't even wanna think about him being all sexy and naked and fuckin' with someone else, but…"

"Stop! Just stop!" Renji puts a hand on Ikkaku's shoulder, "That's pure crazy! There has got to be another explanation." Renji is quiet for a moment as he tries to think of an explanation, "He hurt his leg…so maybe it's not comfortable to have sex with his leg hurting."

Ikkaku shakes his head and remembers his drink finally taking a long gulp, "He was actin' this way before he hurt his leg and I'm not entirely convinced that he didn't hurt his leg on purpose to keep from having' sex with me."

"Are you listening to yourself?" The redhead gives his friend a disbelieving look, "Why would Yumichika do that?"

Ikkaku shrugs, "I don't know, but somethin' is goin' on with him."

Renji runs a hand through his ponytail, "There's has to be a reasonable explanation."

"Like what?" The worried expression exaggerates the lines on the third seat's face as he looks to his red haired friend for help.

Renji lets out a defeated sigh before shaking his head, "I don't know, but it sounds like the two of ya need to sit down and talk this out. Ya know…tell him everything yer feeling and let him do the same."

"Pffft! You and Princess Kuchiki might do that gay shit, but me and Yumi don't work like that." He looks away from Renji and back at his almost empty glass.

An amused expression graces the tattooed man's features, "Says the guy who's upset because his best male friend won't have sex with him."

Ikkaku turns his back to Renji, "Shut the fuck up! Ya know what I mean." He finishes off his drink and orders another, "I ain't good at talking about my feelings and me and Yumi ain't never done that shit."

Renji nurses his drink for a few more seconds before finishing it off, "Look, I know how eleventh squad is…I used to be in that squad and I know ya guys don't like to talk about yer feelings and all that, but sometimes ya gotta get over yourself and do what's best for the situation." He places a hand on Ikkaku's back making the third seat turn to face him again, "Ya gotta do what's best for you and Yumichika."

Ikkaku gives the younger man an angry look before downing his drink all in one gulp, "Forget it, man. I'll just fuckin' figure out what to do on my own." He stands up and throws some money on the bar, "Get back to yer kid and I'll deal with my problems on my own."

Renji watches Ikkaku turn and leave the bar. The redhead then places his own money on the bar before heading back to Kuchiki manor. He sure hoped Ikkaku didn't do or say anything stupid to Yumichika, but what were the chances he would do anything different.

Little does Renji know, the bald third seat doesn't head back to his shared room with Yumichika, but makes his way to another bar. Yumichika had no idea when his lover was coming home and eventually makes himself as comfortable as possible in the futon. However, the fifth seat finds it very difficult to get to sleep without Ikkaku resting beside him…not to mention his leg was killing him.

After several hours of waiting up, Yumichika drifts off to sleep, but his dreams don't let him get any rest. When he wasn't dreaming about being pregnant and Ikkaku being angry he dreamed that Ikkaku had gotten himself in some trouble or killed. His lover's death was always on his mind…even in his dreams…or perhaps they should more accurately be called nightmares.

TBC…

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