Yumichika opened his eyes, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. He sat up, and yawned, stretching a bit.
"About time you woke up," he heard Ikkaku say.
Yumichika looked to his left, where he saw Ikkaku sitting in a chair...drinking sake. Immediately, Yumichika was on high alert.
"What are you doing drinking Ikkaku?! Don't you still need rest?! Dump that out!" he rambled.
"Shut up." he slurred. "I'm all better now so I have the right to enjoy some sake."
Yumichika was baffled. "Already?"
"You bet." Ikkaku responded. "Turns out, you like sleeping."
"Wha? How long was I asleep this time?"
"A day and a half."
"That long.." Yumichika thought aloud.
"Well," Ikkaku said, "It's not bad when you compare it to last time.."
He was really drunk..
"Hey Yumichika." Ikkaku approached his bedside. "Have some sake."
"Um no thank you Ikkaku.." Yumichika said defiantly.
"Oh come on." Ikkaku encouraged. "Just one little drink."
"I'm quite alright without one Ikkaku."
Ikkaku proceeded to pour a cup for Yumichika, placing it in his hand.
Yumichika held it in his hand. He couldn't drink it. He knew what would happen if he did...
"Come on Yumichika," Ikkaku urged. "Drink up."
It sounded more like a command now. Reluctantly, Yumichika drank the small cup. Immediately after, he wished he hadn't given in.
"That's the spirit Yumichika," Ikkaku said, leaning against him for support.
Yumichika was already feeling the affects of the sake.
He giggled deliriously. "Ikkaku stop.. That tickles."
"What are you talking about?" Ikkaku asked. "I'm not even touching you."
"Yes you are.." Yumichika whined, laying back in his bed.
Ikkaku traced a finger along Yumichika's pectoral muscle, just to tick him off.
Yumichika giggled. "Stop."
"Don't have to," Ikkaku retorted, then proceeded to trace the muscle on Yumichika's chest.
Yumichika shoved Ikkaku's hand off of him. "Stop."
Ikkaku sat on top of Yumichika. "No." He proceeded to trace his cheekbone.
Yumichika once again giggled, this time uncontrollably. "Stop Ikkaku."
"Nope."
"What can I do to make you stop?"
Ikkaku seemed at loss for words, withdrawing his hand from the beautiful man's face.
Yumichika looked up at him and let out a hearty laugh. "You should see your face now! It's priceless!"
Ikkaku grumbled, only slightly annoyed through the haze of the sake.
Yumichika smiled. "I know what you want."
"Huh?"
Yumichika sat up suddenly and grabbed Ikkaku's chin, pulling his face ridiculously close to his own.
Ikkaku blinked incoherently. "Yumi-"
"Just be quiet Madarame," Yumichika said, enjoying the spur of the moment. "It'll be fine."
He leaned forward, his lips lightly touching the other man's. He pulled Ikkaku closer, to better savor the taste of sake on his lips. Kissing Ikkaku seemed more like a fantasy to Yumichika before this point. But there he was. Kissing the man he had always admired.
Part of him wanted to stop, while the other part wanted to do more than just kiss. He pulled away and studied Ikkaku's face.
Ikkaku looked mostly shocked. "What the-"
"Shush." Yumichika purred, using his thumb to rub Ikkaku's bottom lip. "You don't have to say anything."
Ikkaku grabbed Yumichika's hands and moved them away from his face. "Are you even thinking clearly?"
Yumichika giggled. "Of course I am." He managed to break free from Ikkaku's grip, turning away from Ikkaku. "Am I just... that bad looking..?"
"No of course not." Ikkaku said quickly.
"Do you really mean it?!" Yumichika said excitedly, blushing bright red. "Oh that's so nice of you to say so Ikkaku! I'm so happy right now I could-"
"No you're not going to." Ikkaku said standing up.
"Aww come on." Yumichika complained, following Ikkaku's lead and standing up too. "One little kiss." He teased.
Ikkaku clearly did not want Yumichika to kiss him again.
Yumichika snuck up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, snuggling against the slightly taller man's body.
"You're nice and warm," Yumichika said dreamily.
Ikkaku gently grabbed Yumichika's arms, removing them from his waist, turning around and facing the shorter man, hand in hand.
Yumichika smiled, squinting his eyes shut and humming happily.
"Hey Yumichika?" Ikkaku asked. "Are...are you okay?"
"Of course I am Ikkaku." he answered cheerfully. "Although I'd feel much better if..."
He took it upon himself to move closer to Ikkaku, his body pressed against the others.
Ikkaku could see the lust written all over Yumichika's face.
Yumichika grabbed Ikkaku's chin, roughly this time, and pulled him into another kiss, their teeth clashing together roughly. Yumichika caressed his cheek, pulling him closer if that was even possible.
Then suddenly there was a loud crash. Yumichika pulled away and looked in the direction the noise had came. Lieutenant Kotetsu was standing in the doorway and by her feet, a tray, with broken shards of 2 teacups scattered on the floor.
Yumichika giggled once more, "Hi there Lieutenant Kotetsu," before promptly passing out.