A/N: To all you lemon lovers, the wait is overrr! Sexy time is now! But I must say, although I refer to this story as a HitsuIchi, I just can't see our lil Shiro-chan being the seme in this. I just think HitsuIchi sounds better than IchiHitsu, don't you think?

Also, I realised while I was writing this chapter that I hadn't put a disclaimer on this story, so here we go. I DO NOT OWN BLEACH, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WISH I DID. I DO, HOWEVER, OWN AKANE KATENASHI. SHE IS AN OC THAT I CREATED AND EDITTED FOR THE PURPOSES OF THIS STORY. There we go :)

I have two other stories I'm working on at present, but I'm not gonna post them unless I figure out where the hell I'm going with them XD so to those of you who voted about the InuYasha/Bleach fic, I'm sorry, but it's not getting put up yet!

Ichigo walked into the squad three training grounds, surprised to see such a large crowd. The sun was low again, the working day over, so apparently his and Akane's fight was to be a lot of people's recreation for the evening. A couple of squad members stood around the edges, but word had reached other captains about the fight and a few were in attendance. Renji, along with Shuhei, and Toushiro, along with Rangiku, were present and Unohana, Isane, Kyoraku, Nanao, Ukitake, his third seats and, very very surprisingly, Soi Fon were their too. Rukia stood with her brother, waving at him as he entered.

Momo, who had came in with Ichigo, turned to him. "I'm going to go stand with Shiro-chan. Good luck!"

As she left him, he noticed Kira had left Katenashi's side as well, joining the side lines.

The two captains approached each other and shook hands.

"Are we going as far as Bankai?" Ichigo asked.

"We'll just see how it goes." Akane's face was impartial

He nodded and walked away, positioning himself opposite her and drawing his sword.

"Are you both ready?" He heard Renji shout.

They both answered in the affirmative, neither taking their eyes off the other.

"Fight!"

They leapt at each other, their swords meeting with a loud clash as they measured up each others strength. It was Akane who broke it, jumping back and coming at him from a different angle. He met her blow before flash stepping and striking her from the side. She just barely stopped it, counter attacking with a spinning kick and effectively making him back away.

"Your defense is good." He stated.

"Your offensive is too."

And so they went for each other again. It was a simple sword fight, sounds of clashing metal reverberating around them, until Akane upped the game a little. She shunpo'd backwards and swung her sword sideways, sending a slash of concentrated, but fairly weak, ray of yellow spiritual pressure.

"So you wanna play it like that?" Ichigo grinned, "Getsuga Tensho!"

White and yellow met halfway, the watching crowd getting the backlash as air rushed past them from the pressure of the collision.

"Show me your Shikai!" Ichigo yelled, launching a relentless assault on the girl. She fended him off for a little while, but it was clear that if he kept up that kind of pace, she would be quickly out matched.

"Open your eyes!"

Even without it's name being called, Akane's sword glowed and morphed, enlarging only slightly. The blade became thicker, but the only other particular physical change was the strange but exquisitely detailed marking that flowed around a strange looking eye in the centre of the blade. Ichigo frowned, though he sensed a rise in her own physical attributes, it appeared that the sword has no links to an elements and he had no idea about the significance of the eye.

The battle continued on regardless, the crowd below watching as the fight took to the skies.

"So…Bankai then?" Ichigo asked between swings.

"If you...think you…can handle it."

Ichigo didn't answer, he merely swung his sword in front of him and screamed on word. "Ban-kai!"

The change was quick and, within seconds, Ichigo's thin black sword was swinging left right and centre, his black coat like robe flowing out behind him. At first glance, his Bankai outfit hadn't changed, but a flash of white adorned with the captain haori pattern along its edge, resided under his coat. The only inclination that he was a captain.

Katenashi grinned, but continued on fighting, not releasing her Bankai.

Ichigo frowned, "What the hell?"

She swung, catching his sword as it swung down so that they were in a lock. She quickly turned her sword so that the wide edge faced him.

"Why aren't you…?"

Akane mumbled something before a bright flash of light came between him, temporarily blinding anyone that was watching, including the two that were fighting.

"Ahh!" Ichigo screamed as Akane let out a high pitched squeak. Ichigo pushed hard, sending her flying downwards at an alarming rate, and sent a massively pent up Getsuga Tensho, hitting his target dead on and causing a large crater in the middle of the training grounds.

Ichigo dropped back to the ground and stumbling slightly as he landed, his vision and orientation a little thrown by the bright light, a headache already forming at his temples.

"What the fuck was that all about?" He grumbled, watching through the spots in his vision as the fourth squad captain and lieutenant as well as Kira rushed towards the giant hole in the ground as Toushiro, Rukia, Renji and Momo headed in his direction.

"What was that all about?" Renji asked, when he reached the strawberry.

"I couldn't tell you."

"Are you okay?" Momo asked, fussing over him as Ichigo caught Toushiro's eye, getting the message that the white haired man would be doing the same if he could.

"I'm fine, really. I'm more worried about Akane. She was the one hit dead on."

Everyone nodded, turning to watch as Akane was carried out of the crater by a squad four stretcher which had appeared rather promptly.

You can't fault squad four response times…

"How is she?" He asked when Unohana approached them.

"She's fine. I've cured the major cuts and I'm having her taken to the medical centre for rest and minor healing. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Ichigo shook his head. He was littered with cuts and bruises were forming on his ribs where some good kicks landed, but it was nothing he couldn't deal with. But Unohana wouldn't have it. After asking him nicely, and then a little more forcefully after he refused, to take off his robe, she set to work healing his wounds.

Ichigo lay in his bed with Toushiro, their limbs entwined as the smaller man rested his head in he crook of Ichigo's neck. Ichigo nuzzled his face into his white hair while the other placed soft, tickling kisses on the soft skin of the others neck. Toushiro's arms tightened around Ichigo, making him chuckle.

"It's not very often you're this loving and…dare I say it…cute?"

"Shut up." Toushiro blushed, his voice holding no conviction.

Ichigo laughed again and pulled away from him, changing position and meeting the boys lips with his own. The kiss was sweet and filled with love but, like every other time recently, it turned into one full of lust and passion.

When they broke apart, Ichigo looked into the icy but blazing eyes of his boyfriend as the boys hands rubbed his chest, working their way down to his obi, fumbling with the knot before successfully opening it.

Toushiro's cheeks were red with embarrassment at what he was doing, not knowing if his actions were the right way of suggesting where he wanted this to go. This doubt was confirmed when Ichigo spoke.

"Toushiro…are you…what are you doing?"

The blushed deepened as he avoided those brown orbs, burying his head on Ichigo's chest. "I..I want to…" he tried, but he just couldn't finish the sentence. This whole predicament was just too embarrassing and it was all his fault because he started it.

Ichigo pulled Toushiro away from his chest and kissed him. "Do you want to do it?" The implications behind the words 'do it' clear to them both.

Toushiro nodded.

"Are you sure?"

"Definitely."

And within seconds of his response, the two were all over each other, the haori's discarded and the top half of their shihakusho's removed, the bottom halves pushed low. Ichigo pushed Toushiro onto his back, hovering above him as he kissed him, working his way down his jaw and neck and onto his neck, stopping when he reached a nipple. He took it into his mouth, sucking hard before nipping at it with his teeth, making Toushiro whimper in a mix of pain and pleasure. He continued until the area was red and tender, before he headed south with his hand, not that he had to do much with it. Toushiro was already well on his way to being hard as Ichigo stimulated the organ. In a lust fuelled haze, Toushiro reached into his bedside cabinet and pulled out a tube. Ichigo took it out of his hand and laughed.

"Someone's prepared."

Toushiro would have blushed if it wasn't already red enough. "Matsumoto got me it as a joke." His voice trembled out of nerves and pleasure.

Ichigo squeezed some of the gel onto his hand, smothering his fingers with it. He looked to the boy. "You ready?"

Toushiro just nodded, closing his eyes as Ichigo carefully slipped in two fingers, hissing at the uncomfortable and slightly painful feeling.

"Want me to stop?"

"No," He forced out, trying to relax.

Ichigo continued, pumping his fingers somewhat as he gradually stretched the puckered hole. Toushiro was so tight, he could tell this was his first time doing anything of the sort. He took it very slowly and, eventually, he was able to slip in a third. Toushiro's reaction was mild and it didn't take too long to finish the preparations now.

Ichigo coated his cock in the lubricant and positioned himself at Toushiro's entrance. "It's going to be tight and it will hurt, but you're gonna need to relax as much as possible, okay?" Ichigo said, his voice strained. He was so turned on it was unreal, and his arousal was starting to become slightly painful.

Toushiro was panting now, but nodded, mentally preparing himself for the next step. It still came as surprise though as Ichigo's cock slid slowly into him. He cried a little, but bit his lip, to avoid anymore loud outbursts, drawing blood in the process. The strawberry wasn't kidding.

Ichigo hissed as Toushiro's muscles clamped down around him. "Relax" He whispered.

Toushiro whimpered slightly as the muscles relaxed a bit. Ichigo pushed in until he'd completely impales himself inside the boy. "Tell me when you're ready."

Toushiro lay there, slowly getting used to the intrusion, his eyes closed tight. When he was ready, he opened them and stared into Ichigo's golden brown orbs. "I'm ready."

Ichigo took the cue, slowly pulling out and pushing back in, trying to control himself. Toushiro's groans of pain steadily turned into moans of pleasure as Ichigo continud to piston into him, his pace increasing as time went on. He kissed the white haired captain, removing the blood from his lips as he reached in between them, pumping the mans erection in time with his thrusts.

Toushiro couldn't help it anymore, the dual pleasure was too much, especially when Ichigo hit just the right stop. He kept him moans low, but Ichigo could hear them clearly as he matched them with his own.

As the pleasure mounted for them both, Ichigo caught himself, trying to keep control of himself until Toushiro came. He didn't want to be the first to end it. He didn't have to wait long though. Toushiro let out a particularly loud cry of Ichigo's name as he let it all go and the pleasure rolled him into oblivion. He couldn't register anything as his cum spilled out of him and all over himself and Ichigo's hand and stomach. Ichigo let the man ride it out before he let loose and came, spilling himself inside of the smaller captain as he cried out.

Ichigo collapsed, pulling out and rolling onto his back, breathing heavily. He looked Toushiro beside him.

Toushiro could feel the heat in his cheeks, but refused to open his eyes as he caught his breath. He'd never experience anything like that before, but he was still a little embarrassed by the whole thing. Especially at the fact he had cried out Ichigo's name.

"Toushiro?"

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?" Ichigo asked. He could hear the smile in the strawberries voice.

He cracked an eye open and peaked at him, seeing no judgment or smirk. "I'm fine."

"Is that all?" Ichigo pouted, feigning hurt as he pulled Toushiro into him, wrapping his arms around the other.

Toushiro chuckled, burying his head into the orange haired teen's chest, unable to look him in the eye as he replied. "It was amazing. I loved it. Is that what you want to hear?"

"Of course."

Toushiro smiled into Ichigo's chest as fatigue took over and he fell into the lull of sleep as happy captain.

MisaxMisa: Did you enjoy that Shiro-chan? ;)

Toushiro: Shut up and don't call me that.

Akane: I think he did.

Toushiro & Ichigo: o_O

Akane: What? I could hear you from the 3rd division!