How it is ~A bleach fan fiction~
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Warnings: Language.. Uh, violence..? Some boy love in the later chapter. I do believe that I'll not post lemons this time, if you're reading this on dA or FF. I'll put up a link with the AFF version for those of you who enjoy lemons. If you don't, then don't read. It's that simple.
Characters/Pairings: Most of them eventually, for twists, conversations, and drama and what not. But the main pairing will be IchixIshi. As I go, I might add other side pairings, but IchixIshi is my focus here.
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Last time:
Ishida stood as well. "I hardly think I'll have to study hard."
"Yeah. You will." Ichigo gave him a gentle shoulder push, carefully avoiding anything that he remembered to be injured. "See ya.."
Ishida stayed where he was standing for a moment, suddenly feeling sick. It wasn't his injuries, no.. It was the fact that he had a friend now. Someone more than an acquaintance that he said 'hi' to at school.. Was this how it was supposed to feel..? He didn't think so.. He supposed it was just.. a new feeling, that he'd have to get used to.
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Chapter Two: Just had to..
Friday nights were usually the most uneventful for Ichigo.
Everyone was out on dates or partying, and he was at home by himself..
He'd just finished up his studying for the evening. His sister's were both spending the night at friend's houses, and his father was off doing god's-know-what..
Why couldn't he ever go on dates..?
Oh yeah, because girls were busy drooling over the guys that would never date them.
The orange-haired teen was currently laying on his bed, waiting for a text message from someone. Anyone.. Hell, as long as it was keeping him busy..
He really needed to get out of the house. Even if it was just to go to the mall, or drive around town. With a groan, Ichigo pushed himself up from his bed, grabbing his cell phone from his bedside table and shoving it in his pocket as he stood.
He headed down stairs, grabbing his keys from the key rack by the door. He made sure to lock the house up, unlocking his car with the button on his keys. He climbed into the driver's seat, starting it up and backing out.
He had no plans on even where he was going to go, so for now he stayed off of the main highway, keeping to the few blocks around his house.
The radio was quiet background noise as he drove, feelings more relaxed than he had been in his room. His cell phone beeped in his pocket, startling him slightly. The orange-haired teen carefully fished it out of his jeans, flipping it open to view the text.
Unknown contact: Studying hard..?
Reply: No. Shouldn't you be..?
Ichigo knew it was Ishida just from the content of the text. He saved the number to his phone, setting it down in his lap as he waiting for the reply.
Ishida: I believe I'm equipped well enough to score number 1.
Reply: Yeah, right. So.. What are you doing..?
Ishida: I'm wandering aimlessly around the mall..
Reply: I'm driving around aimlessly.. In severe need of company.
Ishida: Hm.. Come to the mall then.
Reply: Sure.. I guess meet me around the food court..
Ishida: Alright.
Ichigo dropped his phone into his lap, turning onto the main highway. The mall was just a few exits down, and then a mile or so down another highway. He pulled into the parking lot, parking towards the front by the food court. He took his phone with him, making sure to lock his car and he walked towards the entrance.
The air inside was a lot cooler than outside, and he liked that.. He was tired of being hot. His eyes easily located Ishida, who was sitting down at a table near a pizza stand. Ichigo slid down into the chair across him, laying his arms down on the table.
"Sup..?" Ichigo said, glancing around to see what he wanted to eat. He was hungry, but he wasn't sure what he was in the mood for..
Ishida shrugged his shoulders. "I haven't done anything today. I would be pleased if I could find plans."
"Same.. You could come over if you wanted."
The pale teen's eye brow twitched. "And what type of activities would you expect me to partake in..?"
"Uh.. I dunno. Just sit around. Beats the hell outta sitting around by yourself, right..?"
"I suppose.."
"Alright. I'm gonna grab some food or something.. You hungry..?"
Ishida shook his head. "I've already eaten.."
The older teen stood up, heading to the burger stand and ordering a meal and a drink. As soon as the bag of food was in his hand, he turned back to the table. "You wanna go now..?"
The younger male nodded, standing and following Ichigo out. "I will meet you at your house, then..?"
"Yeah, that's cool. See you in a few, then."
Ichigo headed back to his car, dropping his phone into his drink holder as he pulled his burger from the brown paper bag. By the time he neared the block to his house, he was done with his burger and half way down the strawberry smoothie.
Ishida's car was already parked in his driveway, and the pale teen was leaning against the driver's door.
The older male pulled in next to him, stepping out of the car with his drink in his hand. "C'mon.." He turned to his front door, unlocking it and pushing open the door. He kicked his shoes off in the door way, depositing his keys on the key ring.
Ishida took off his shoes also, glancing around. "Your family isn't home..?"
"Nah.. My sister's are at a friends. I dunno where my dad is.." Ichigo started heading up the stairs, hearing his companion's foot steps right behind him. "So, we could watch a movie if you want.." He offered, pushing open his bedroom door.
"That would be fine. I usually cannot find the time for a movie." Ishida sat on the floor near Ichigo's bed, leaning against his mattress.
"What do you want to watch..? I have practically everything."
The younger teen shrugged. "I do not have a preference.."
Ichigo scanned through the movie's on his shelf, quickly spotting one of his favorite horror movies. "This one's pretty good. Not too fake, or unrealistic.." He put the movie in the DVD player, turning the light off in the room. He sat down next to Ishida, crossing his feet underneath him.
After a few moments, the blue glow of the television screen swept over them, flickering every now and then as the action sequences changed.
"Please..! No, no..! Don't kill me...!" The female on the screen was screaming, backing up into a corner. However, her cries fell on deaf ears, and blood quickly splattered across the screen.
"Don't you find it a bit.. odd that all of the victims in this movie are scantily clad females..?" Ishida pointed out, as the credits began rolling.
"Eh.. Wouldn't be a horror movie if it wasn't hot chicks running from a killer in their underwear, right..?" The orange-haired teen replied.
"I suppose. Perhaps the film would be better if they focused more on a psychological aspect, instead of only trying to appeal to fifteen year old boy's with overly high levels of pheromones."
Ichigo snorted. "Yeah, probably. But who wants to critically analyze a movie? Most people would rather have hot chicks bouncing around than try to understand what was going on."
"I see your point. Perhaps the film industry should also try creating features that target the more educated section of society."
"Yeah, if they did that, the majority of the movie would be cells reproducing and the DNA sequence."
Ishida quirked a brow. "Believe it or not, there are movies with intelligent plots, that are also quite entertaining. Gattaca was enjoyable.."
"Yeah, and the entire movie was a bad pun. Gattaca? Come on, could you be any less original..? The spiral staircase that was supposed to look like a strand of DNA, pshh.. And you can't forget the corny 'the wind must have caught it' line.." Ichigo stood up, flipping on the light switch and turning off the television. He yanked out one of his hairs, holding it out in the light. "The wind caught it, Uryuu." He said, letting it fall to the ground.
"That's quite alright. I'm sure it'll glow if you turn the light back off." Ishida said, pushing his glasses up his nose a little.
"Not my fault my hair is this color. It's my 'genetics', smartie-san." He replied, his tone sarcastic. "Yeah, okay. So what now..?"
"I suppose I should get home. It's getting late."
Ichigo shrugged. "You can stay the night if you want."
"I've never spent the night away from home before." The younger male stated, lifting himself up from the ground.
"So, stay then. It'll be fun."
"What does one do when he spends the night at another's dwelling..?"
"Stay up all night and watch movies, do stupid stuff. Last time Keigo stayed over, we got drunk, and he whined all night about how nobody hangs out with him."
Ishida's brows furrowed. "I've never been drunk either.."
"Then I'll get you drunk." Ichigo turned to head out of his bedroom. "C'mon, pick out your drinks."
"Your father won't care..?"
"I don't care if he cares.." The older teen said as he walked down the stairs. "He runs off and gets drunk with his friends all the time. Besides, as long as my sister's aren't home, then I don't care." He opened the fridge, looking to see if there was any beer left. "We've got Karakura's cheapest beer, and that's about it."
Ishida shrugged. "I suppose it doesn't matter." He started to sit down in a chair at the kitchen table.
"I was gonna go back to my room. It's boring down here. Besides, if you want to pass out, all that's down here is the hard couch.." The orange-haired teen said, grabbing a six pack.
Ishida followed Ichigo back to his room, this time sitting on the corner of his bed.
Ichigo also sat on his bed, closer to the front by his pillow. He set the six pack down on his night stand, pulling out two of the bottles. He handed one to the pale teen, twisting off the lid on his. "Don't drink too fast, or you'll feel sick." He remembered the first time he got drunk.. He'd drank so much, so fast, that he'd spent the majority of the night hugging porcelain in the bathroom.. He took a sip from the bottle, leaning back against the wall.
Uryuu twisted off the lid, sniffing at the liquid inside. It smelt.. unpleasant.
"Don't worry, it'll start tasting better after you've been drinking it for a while."
The younger male frowned. "You mean it tastes bad..?"
"At first. For some people, anyway.." Ichigo took another drink, grabbing the remote off of his night stand. He pressed the power button, scanning through the channels.
Ishida sighed, cautiously taking a sip. He grimaced at the taste, but it wasn't too offensive. "It's not so bad.. What is supposed to go on once we're.. 'drunk'..?"
The tanned teenager's brows knit together a little tighter. "You don't have to be so planned, Ishida, you know. Relax a little.."
The raven-haired male nodded, taking another drink of the beer. "What happens if I drink faster..?"
"You'll get drunk faster." Wasn't he supposed to be smart..? Ichigo took a pretty big gulp of his beverage. He'd built up a bit of a tolerance, so if they split the drinks evenly, he wouldn't be more than buzzed after just three..
Ishida put the glass to his lips, tilting the bottle back and swallowing the less than tasteful liquid as fast as he could, until it was empty. He leaned forward far enough to set his empty bottle down in the six pack and taking another. When he sat back down, he realized that his stomach now felt warm.
"First beer in your life and you chug it..? Didn't want to savor the flavor, huh..?" Ichigo teased, sipping. "You better not puke, or I'll make you clean it up. Drunk or not.."
"I won't throw up.." He said, twisting off the lid.
Several minutes later, Ichigo was in the middle of his second beer, and Ishida had laid over on his side on the bed. He was beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol. His body temperature had raised slightly, and he could feel that his heart rate had slowed. Even his fingers were beginning to feel numb, and he was more relaxed.
When his beer was empty, Ishida sat up, leaning across Ichigo to set it down on the lamp table. As he started to back up, a wave of dizziness washed over him, and he had to plant a hand down next to the older teen to balance himself. With the position that the tanned male was in, it left Ishida practically in his face..
"You okay..?" Ichigo asked, looking into his dark eyes. The other's pupils were dilated.
The pale teen glanced up, letting their eyes meet. The moment was a little awkward.. "Um.. I'm a bit dizzy.." But more than that.. He was staring into Ichigo's eyes, realizing that he'd never noticed how deep they were.. His eyes trailed down to the other's lips, noting that they appeared to have a soft texture.
"Uyruu...?"
Ishida didn't think Ichigo's voice was annoyed, or even suggesting that he back up. So he did what was on his mind. He moved forward, carefully pressing their lips together. He was correct about the texture.
At first, the tanned teen's eyes widened, and his reaction was to push Ishida off.. But he resisted that reaction, allowing it. It wasn't bad.. It was just a kiss, and they were drinking. It was fine..
When the older teen didn't freak out, Uryuu applied a bit more pressure, moving his lips against Ichigo's slightly. Had he ever acknowledged an attraction to Kurosaki..? Not one that he ever thought seriously about..
Ichigo couldn't believe he was allowing this. He couldn't believe he wanted to kiss back.. But he did. He returned the kiss, even allowing himself to nip at Ishida's mouth. After that, he turned his head, breaking the contact.
"I-.. I apologize, Kurosaki-san.." Ishida said, sitting back and looking away. "I should not have done that.."
Ichigo raised his hand to stop his apology. "It's fine, Ishida. I didn't mind.." He rubbed his palm across his eyes, taking another deep sip of his beer.
"Would it be improper for me to ask if you enjoyed that..?" Ishida still wasn't making eye contact.
"Would you believe me if I said it was my first kiss..? I have nothing to compare it to.."
"I've never kissed anyone either.."
Ichigo shrugged, setting the glass down. "It wasn't bad, Ishida.." He took a deep breath. "Could you do it again..?"
The pale teen hadn't been nervous a minute ago. The kiss had been spur of the moment, and he hadn't been thinking of it. Now, however, he was thinking, and he was growing nervous. His heart felt like it was beating a little faster.. "Al-... Alright.." He moved closer, so that he was sitting next to Ichigo, facing the wall behind the orange-haired teen. He tilted his face forward, letting their lips meet again.
This time, Ichigo was the one to apply pressure first, one of his hands coming up to cradle the back of Ishida's head.
The younger male let his tongue brush against Ichigo's bottom lip, coaxing his mouth open. Once the other's lips parted, he let his tongue slip passed, groaning softly at the taste of the older's mouth.
This made the tanned male nervous, and he pulled back, licking absently at his lips.
"Too much..?" Ishida asked.
The brown-eyed teen shook his head. "No.. I'm just unsure of myself.."
"We don't have to kiss, Ichigo.."
Again, he shook his head. "No.. I like it. I've just never done it before.." He sighed, leaning back and reaching for his beer. He took a deep drink, finishing off the bottle. "And besides.. You're just a little drunk. I don't want you to wake up tomorrow and be upset with yourself for making out with me."
Ishida knew in his head that if he hadn't had the alcohol in his system, then he wouldn't have kissed him. But he wasn't going to regret it tomorrow. "I won't.."
"Okay.." Ichigo moved closer to him, sliding an arm around his waist and pulling him carefully across his lap, so that the younger male was straddling his thighs. His hands brushed down Ishida's slim sides. "Are you... blushing..?"
The question made the flush on his cheeks darken. "Its hot in here.." He answered, leaning down for the kiss that he wanted. Needed..
Ichigo was just as eager for the contact, kissing back hard. He let his lips part slightly, hoping Ishida would use his tongue again. He liked the other's taste..
Uryuu did, allowing his tongue to enter Ichigo's mouth. He ran his tongue over the other's, swirling around it to taste every inch of his mouth. It was so good..
Several moments later, both of them were running out of breath, and this time, the parting was mutual. Ishida was panting softly, staring down into the other's eyes.
The older teen could feel the flush on his own cheeks. He supposed it was from the intensity of the kiss. He'd liked that.. Did that mean he was..? He derailed that train of thought before it could go any further. No, he was half drunk, and experimenting. It meant absolutely nothing..
"I think I taste strawberries.."
Ichigo nodded. "I had a smoothie from the mall earlier."
"I liked it.."
"I did, too.."
Ishida pulled himself from the other's lap, sitting down on the bed. "I'm actually sleepy.." He said, his palms rubbing across his face.
"Go to sleep, then.." Ichigo said, standing from his bed. "I'm gonna go shower real quick.." He grabbed a pair of boxers and a pair of pajama pants from his drawers, turning to his bedroom door. "I'll be right back.."
Ishida took off his glasses, laying them down near Ichigo's lamp. He unbuttoned his shirt, folding it up and setting it down on the night stand, also. He lay down, not under the blankets, though, settling down until he was comfortable against the other's pillow. It wasn't hard for him to close his eyes and fall asleep quickly..
When Ichigo came back, he didn't want to wake the other to move him enough so they could share a bed.. So instead, he grabbed the pillow and blanket still in his chair from last Friday, and picked a spot on his carpet to lay down. It wasn't as easy for him to fall asleep, but eventually, he did..
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The light slipping in passed the blinds wasn't enough to wake Ichigo, but the racket downstairs from his family was. Groaning, he sat up on the floor, rubbing his eyes as he tried to full wake up.
"Good morning, Kurosaki-san.."
"Mornin'..." He replied, glancing over to see Ishida buttoning the last button on his shirt. "Sup..?"
"Your sister called you for breakfast a few moments ago. I did not want to wake you up.."
Ichigo shrugged, standing up from the ground. "I'm not hungry.. You can eat mine if you want.."
The pale teen shook his head. "I should be heading home in a little bit."
"Alright.."
Ishida stood also. "Ichigo.. About last night.."
"You don't have to apologize, Ishida. I don't regret it.."
"I was going to say.. I'd like to perhaps experience it again sometime.. If you don't mind.." The younger male had looked away, not brave enough to look Ichigo in the eyes and tell him he wanted to kiss him.
"Sure.."
Ishida located his cell phone, sliding it into his pocket. "I should get going now.."
"I'll walk out with you.."
Before Ichigo could turn to open his door, Uryuu caught his shoulder. He had to do this before he left.. To leave the imprint in the other's mind. To make sure that he thought about it while they were apart. He pressed their lips together briefly, pulling away seconds after the contact occurred.
Ichigo didn't react, only turning to open his door. He headed down the stairs, his companion not far behind. The tanned teen walked passed his family, pausing at the door so Ishida could put on his shoes.
They pair walked out of the front door, and Ishida headed to his car. Ichigo stopped at the front of the vehicle. "See you around.."
"Bye." Ishida replied, stepping into his vehicle.
The older teen somehow just knew this would end up as more than experimental kisses..