Authors Note: well, I just want to apologize for characters being slightly OOC... but read this whole chapter before you go wtf? Okay? Get it? Read the WHOLE CHAPTER!!! Just read it and then it'll make sense. The storyline for this was something Pip came up with so blame her, haha, but yeah, its slightly odd at first but if you read it UNTIL THE FUCKING END, it'll all make sense, thanks. And people... remember this is the first fanfic I've ever written, and I'm still getting used to writing with these characters and trying really hard to keep my own personality out of them. I apologize for how shitty this is but if it's that terrible then please don't read it, thanks. And if you do have something shitty to say, please send it in a message. To all of you that have said encouraging things, wow... thank you all so much, hope you enjoy my newest chapter and sorry that it took so long. I was considering not doing this at all but Pip basically forced me to, haha. Thanks guys, Peace. Oh, remember: read the whole chapter please!
You Are Acting Strangely
(read the whole damn chapter:D)
I really had no idea now what was going on in Keigo's head. The whole situation was weird, but then again Keigo wasn't very normal. My nights are now haunted by his image, my dreams all wickedly dirty and realistic. It's not uncommon to wake up with sticky sheets, which is more embarrassing then one would imagine. I am acting so out of character, seems that's a common theme with the guys around here. I just woke up a few seconds ago to find the same problem of the previous nights so now I have to wash my sheets, again. As I started the wash I heard a knock on my front door. When I opened it, it was Keigo. I was not completely surprised because he had been showing up a lot lately. He walked in with that usual grin on his face, honestly I couldn't tell you what we do for hours at a time, it just passes so quickly. A lot of the time I am using all my strength to control my carnal urges, it doesn't really help that Keigo is completely unaware of my struggle, and of physical boundaries.
"Hey," I said nonchalantly, for there was no reason to be anything but.
"Hey Ichigo!" Keigo said only slightly enthusiastic (sarcasm), "How are you man?"
"Uhm, I suppose I'm okay."
"Where is your family?" He looked around the open room, apparently convinced they had to be home.
"Oh, they're out for the day, I think they're coming back late tonight."
"Oh okay then... Hey Ichigo?" Keigo questioned me and I grumbled a 'what' in reply. He looked down at his feet and brought his right hand up to his opposite arm, rubbing it nervously. "What ever happened to your mom?" I was absolutely floored by this question, I could feel my eyes widen in a bit of disbelief.
"Keigo, I'd rather not talk about that." Which obviously was completely true, I really didn't want to talk about it, it was something I didn't normally talk about in general with people outside of my family, it was just weird.
"Oh jeez, I'm sorry Ichigo, it was totally out of line I shouldn't have even asked such a stupid question!" Keigo rambled on with his apology.
"Keigo, its fine." His voice was giving me mono, he was verbally abusing himself so loudly.
"I'm sorry" he looked at me, as if he wanted to hug me and make me forgive him.
"Its okay... any more awkward questions?" I teased, but apparently he did have more questions...
"Ichigo... what's it like to not have a mom?" I somewhat expected this question actually, I've had people ask me time to time about it.
"Well, honestly I couldn't tell you. I don't really worry about my life as much as my family's. I worry so much about Karin and Yuzu not growing up with a mom, and my dad really does still miss her. I don't know, I guess I just try not to think about my own problems, my family is more important to me, especially my sisters." It felt weird to say this out loud, but for some reason I felt that I needed to.
"Oh..." it seemed he was at a loss for words. I really wish I could open up more, especially to him, but its just not who I am.
"So anyway Keigo, what's up?"
"Oh nothing, I just came by to see how you were, maybe hang out for awhile." Keigo had been showing up like this ever since that whole situation with Ishida. I guess he feels guilty? Or maybe he's still fearful I'll tell everyone that he lied. I still need to talk to Ishida about what happened, I'm still pretty confused. I looked at him then, he had a smirk curving up his lips and there was definite laughter in his eyes. He was nearly always smiling, and it hurt me to know he was something completely unattainable. I had to accept that. My speculation was interrupted by more knocking on the front door.
"Who the hell is that!?" I said, a little too irritated. Keigo gave me a skeptical look, as if for some reason I'd planned this. I opened the door and much to my surprise, and anger, I saw Tatsuki and... Orihime. I looked to Keigo who seemed ultimately indifferent about our visitors.
"Hey Ichigo." Tatsuki said, stepping inside with Orihime following behind her.
"Hey Tatsuki, Orihime..." I nodded to them.
"Hi Ichigo!" Orihime squealed a little too enthusiastically.
"Basically Ichigo, me and Orihime came by to find Keigo. We need some advice."
"What kind of advice?" Keigo asked, he cocked his head to the side giving him a dumb look.
"Orihime here wants to know how to do that thing you told us about." Orihime turned bright scarlet as Tatsuki remained perfectly composed.
"Oh... that..." Now Keigo is blushing. Am I missing something here? What the fuck are they all talking about?
"Uhm, s-so you'll uhh, show me th-then?" Orihime stuttered nervously. I finally decided to speak up.
"What the hell is going on? What are you showing them?"
Keigo sighed heavily, "you'll see."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean!" I retorted angrily. No one answered me though and Keigo grabbed my arm and dragged me to the sofa that was in the living room.
"I think we should put some music on." someone muttered, I couldn't tell who it was, I was so confused.
"Keigo, seriously, what the FUCK is going on!" He didn't answer me even then, and I heard some sort of music start. I grabbed onto his arm and got right up in his face. "Keigo, what the fuck is going on." I was quieter now, sinister. He decided to finally answer me then.
"Please don't be mad at me Ichigo, this is totally for learning and... stuff." God he sounded stupid sometimes when he talked. "They want to learn how to give a..." he averted his eyes, "lap dance."
"WHAT!!!????" I screeched in his face now, I was so pissed off. I mean, yeah this would be hot as fuck but it's still so fucked up. I mean, he doesn't even realize what the hell this would do to me, he was completely oblivious.
"Ichigo! Shut up or I'll make you shut up!" Tatsuki warned, she knew I wouldn't chance getting beaten up by a girl and I am old-fashioned like that, I can't hit a girl no matter how tough she is. My mind was reeling now as I was forced to sit on the couch: how did Keigo know about this shit? Why did Orihime want to know about it? Why the fuck is it being demonstrated on me!? My thoughts could travel no further though because Keigo was now standing before me. He placed his hands at the base of his shirt and slowly lifted it up and off of his lean body. Oh my God I was about to die! He lazily dragged his hands down his stomach, like he was teasing me or something, and brought them to his belt and began to undo it. Wait! He's taking off his pants!? No way, I couldn't deal with that.
"Keigo! Leave your fucking pants on! Jesus Christ!" he gave me a sheepish look at the comment, and began to buckle his belt up again.
"S-sorry Ichigo." he blushed... what the hell?
I looked at him then, I mean really looked. He was half-naked and his pants hung a little loose and low around his hips. His hair was in slight disarray, probably from when he took his shirt off, and he had a slight blush in his face. It was somehow so arousing to me, and I had to grip the couch so I wouldn't attack the poor kid! He leaned over me then, his face so close to mine.
"Talking dirty is always a good thing." he half-shouted in my face, I suppose giving pointers to Orihime. I had honestly forgotten they were there, and then I remembered how fucked up this was.
"Just hurry up Keigo, this is so embarrassing." He really didn't seem to care how embarrassed I was and lowered himself into my lap, straddling me. I could already feel my face turning bright red, and all of a sudden the room was a lot warmer then I remembered it being. Keigo, the object of my affection and the star in every wet dream I've ever had was now sitting in my lap, deliberately grinding against me; I thought I'd go mad. And then he leaned into me, I could feel his hot breath on my ear.
"Mmm Ichigo." he mewled into my ear, "Ichigo, I need you right now; I need to feel your huge cock slamming into me until I pass out. I need to feel you pulling my hair and spanking me and slapping me around like the dirty whore I am. I need to feel your teeth in my skin; I need to feel you pumping in and out of my tight, virgin ass." Oh... my... God...he was breathing heavily now, and still continued to grind against what was now a growing erection. It was scary how convincing he was. I had to think of something to keep me from reacting! And I had to think of something fast! Yuzu and Karin dead! Yuzu and Karin dead! I squeezed my eyes shut to try and picture it, but nothing was working! He pivoted, turning around, and was now rubbing his ass against my groin. To my absolute dismay, I let out a barely audible moan, and I know Keigo heard me. I had to end this now, or I'd end up coming in my pants! I couldn't understand why this was happening. This was all so fucked and for some reason no one else seemed to realize this! Why the hell was Orihime so interested in learning about this!? I grabbed Keigo's shoulders then, and pushed him hard until he landed with a "thud" on my living room floor.
"Ow! Ichigo! What the fu-"
"NO Keigo! I should be asking you 'what the fuck!' You practically molested me!" I screeched. He gave me this look after I said this, raising one eyebrow up and smirking at me, as if to imply he knew I had enjoyed it.
"And how do you even know about this shit?" I pressed my palm down on my jeans, hoping to camouflage the slight erection I still had.
"You know me Ichigo, I know because of all the porn I have seen." I heard Orihime giggle at this and Tatsuki made a disgusted sound.
"Well that was all very, uhm... informative." Orihime blushed.
"'Hime, why you'd want to even know about this... well I'm afraid to ask." Tatsuki stated.
"Uhm Keigo, do you think you could maybe show me how to um, how to give a uh..." she looked down at him, in the general region of his groin.
"Huh? Oh... Oooooh..." He looked to me then. Oh hell no! He better not be thinking what I think he is!
"Keigo you better not be fucking serious!" I wouldn't be able to control myself at all and probably end up coming after about maybe... I don't know... two seconds?
"Hey whoa! I wasn't planning to do that to you! Is it alright if I do it though?" The thought of Keigo jacking off on my couch would probably never allow me to sit in it ever again without getting a hard-on.
"I guess." I said reluctantly trying to look as disgusted with him as I could; only honestly I was merely just disgusted with myself. I wasn't that I didn't like the idea of Keigo panting and sweating and moaning on my couch, it was the fact that Orihime was the one witnessing it, when I had never been able to! And that made me sick to think that I felt that way. He sat down on my couch then, Orihime sat on the floor a few feet away, looking incredibly eager and clueless as to what she had just asked him to do. Tatsuki obviously did not want to stay for this.
"Hey Ichigo, mind if I raid your kitchen while the dumbass over here plays with himself?" I could feel myself blush while I nodded. I think I heard her say thanks, but I honestly wasn't paying attention, I was watching Keigo. He was sitting on the couch, in nothing but his boxers, rubbing himself through the cloth. He was talking to Orihime, looking at her half-lidded. When he was finally hard, he began to pull down his boxers, and that was when I had to leave. I couldn't stand seeing him completely naked; I don't think I would be able to control myself. I walked to the kitchen to find Tatsuki eating a sandwich she had made. I looked at her, and she looked at me, and then I heard Keigo moan relatively loudly. I was about to speak when she blurted something out that made my blood drain from my face.
"So, Ichigo, how long have you been gay for the ever-so-charming Keigo?" the sarcasm was obvious but still I tried to play it off as if I had no idea what she was talking about, as if I was disgusted with the question.
"What the hell are you talking about Tatsuki?" I sneered as if smelling something rancid, but she could see right through me.
"I find it entirely too funny how red your face got when he was in your lap, you must have blue balls now huh? You must have a lot of willpower to stop him." I choked on my retort; I couldn't remember what it was I was going to say. I felt so completely ashamed of myself. All I could do was look at the floor while I asked her how she knew.
"Ichigo, it's completely obvious, you'd have to be an idiot not to realize. In other words, you'd have to be Keigo or Orihime not to realize."
"Oh..." it was all I could say, I wasn't about to give her any satisfaction with seeing me embarrassed by this.
"Oh come on Ichigo, how long have I known you? I don't care, but stop thinking you're being all secretive about it and just fucking come out with it! If you don't tell him, someone else will and then he'll really hate you."
I left then, I didn't want to hear this, and I knew she was right but I didn't want to admit it. I walked back to the other room and leaned against a wall as to remain hidden from the people in my living room. Before I even looked in I could hear Keigo's heavy breathing. I leaned across the wall and peered inside, and my God what a sight I saw. Keigo was there, on my couch, left hand gripping the arm, the other working himself up and down lazily. I felt my face flush and my pants beginning to tent. All of a sudden I had this intense urge to take him, to have my mouth where his hand was now. I couldn't help myself, I tried to stay as hidden as possible behind the wall, and I watched him. I had totally forgotten that Orihime was in the room, and I began to unbuckle my belt. I fisted my hand down my pants and boxers and started furiously jacking off. My eyes glazed over as I watch Keigo doing the same, and I imagined it was him who was doing this to me. He was breathing so heavily, and moaning occasionally, and it was all fuel for me. I locked my eyes on him, on his task, and I got so caught up that I forgot where I was, where we were. And that was when it happened, I was so lost and overwhelmed I accidentally let out a catastrophic moan, it choked out of me and I clamped my left hand over my panting mouth. Oh shit oh shit! I can't believe I just did that! I wasn't sure if they had heard me or not, Keigo was pretty involved with himself right about now and Orihime has always been a bit out of it. Just when I thought everything was fine, a second after I had let out the devastatingly needy moan, Keigo looked up at me. Oh... no... I had to stop and try to act as if I hadn't been perving on him, but his eyes kept mine with his. That's when I realized it, he was watching me... I might have been imagining it... but no, I was certain. He worked himself even harder now, I could see precome beading at the tip of his erection, and no one has any idea how badly I wanted to lick it off. He never stopped watching me, and I wasn't sure why, but I knew that if I didn't find out now I might not have another chance. He might be too embarrassed to ever come over again. This whole situation was so fucking unrealistic, so completely out of the ordinary and unbelievable.
"Orihime!" I yelled, she looked at me blushing insanely dark, "You and Tatsuki need to leave, now." and they did, thank God. Keigo had stopped, utterly confused by what was happening.
"Ichigo... I... I'm uh... sorry about this whole thing... I don't know what the hell is going on with Orihime wanting to uh... see... uh... you know." he was nervous... as he should be.
"Keigo, shut up." and he did, and I pushed him back down on my couch and I positioned myself in front of him on my knees. He looked at me bewildered, questioning, worried. I just looked away, I was so embarrassed. What if he rejected me? Oh well, I was fucking doing this now or never. He was sweating now more then he was before, shiny with it. I leaned forward and gently but demandingly grabbed his now half-hard cock in my hand and rubbed him teasingly up and down. I chanced a look up at him, and I heard him groan louder then he had before and he threw his head back, thrusting into my hand, his erection now fully-hard. My face flushed now with something other then embarrassment and I felt it warm and my stomach drop. I got dizzy and lightheaded as I leaned forward more now, ready to take him in my mouth.
"Oh God, I-Ichigo! Oh fuck!" he moaned, nearly screaming. And I took him in my mouth then, just a little, and I pulled off and rolled my tongue around the tip and along the slit and lapped up the precome that assembled there. He was panting so much now; I thought he'd go insane! I took him in my mouth again, dragging my tongue down on the underside and bobbing my head down as far as I could go, gagging slightly. He was still trying to thrust into my mouth and fisted his hand in my hair and pulled hard and I loved it. He was squirming wildly and thrusting hard into my mouth while he pushed my head down with his other hand. I sucked hard on him when I would pull away, always stopping occasionally to lick around the tip. I loved the taste of him, and the feel of him in my mouth. It felt like my throat was full, when he'd push back and gag me, not full like you'd think. I can't explain it; it felt like having swollen tonsils or something. It was a good feeling, not bad at all, I loved it. Keigo was moaning like an animal and choking me with his wild thrusts. I sucked on him as hard as I could and hummed when he was deep in my mouth.
"Fuck! Ichigo!" he yanked hard on my hair, pressing his head against the couch and screwing his eyes shut, his mouth was open and he was panting hard again. "Ichigo! Oh Fuck! God damnit Ichigo, I c-can't t-t-take this anymooore! I'm s-s-so c-close!" he was digging his nails into my scalp and I could feel that I was bleeding, just slightly. He jerked his head forward and locked eyes with me, they were glazed over with lust, Keigo staring at me was turning me on so much, even more then the whole act of sucking him off. I drew back on his member, sucking as hard as I possibly could and following my mouth with my hand around him. I pulled off and pumped my hand up and down his shaft a few times and lightly blew on the tip. Keigo thrashed his head side to side and moaned my name; it was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen, to think I had so much control over my friend literally in the palm of my hand. I took him back in my mouth, teasing my tongue under the sensitive tip and then closed around him again. Keigo mewled and dug his nails into my scalp again, I could feel him swelling and nearing his end. I decided to try something I'd heard about before, I took Keigo's hot erection as deep into my mouth as it could go, and I relaxed my throat as much as possible, sort of like I was going to yawn or something. That was when Keigo decided to thrust his hips up harder then he had before, and I swallowed him to the hilt, gagging only slightly. He went fucking wild... my throat was spazming around him, I could feel it, and Keigo was screaming now.
"Oh my God Ichigo!" he cried, "Yes! Oh God Yeeessss! I never imagined it'd be like this" he was rambling on incoherently after this, a lot of swearing and saying 'oh god' followed after that as he fucked my throat. I knew he was close, and I removed him from my throat, I could hear Keigo moan in despair at the loss of ability to move as I held him down with one hand so he could not continue to thrust into me. I bobbed my head up and down, humming all the way and sucking harder then I ever did before on his pulsing erection. Keigo's member twitched in my mouth and he gripped onto my hair and I knew he was just on the edge.
"Oh Ichigo, mmm Ichigo, I'm going to, uuhh..." he panted and groaned uncontrollably now, trying so hard to thrust into my mouth and locked his eyes with mine again and watched me suck him to completion.
"Ichigo, Ichigo! I'm going t-to c-come!" and not a second later did he burst into my mouth, screaming my name wantonly and digging his nails into my scalp once again. He came so long I was afraid it wouldn't stop, I kept sucking on him and he continued to come again and again. He was screaming hoarsely now, and he was fucking my mouth so hard my eyes welled up with tears, and I loved it. The taste of him was so... unexpected. I loved the taste of him, of it all, I swallowed all that he emptied into my mouth, some of it dribbled down onto my chin and I licked that away too. Keigo was covered in sweat and he smelled like sex, his jade green eyes stared at me in bewilderment.
"My God..." it was all he could say, his eyes were still glazed over, and I took this time to move from my position on the floor to sit next to the boy I'd grown so fond of and I took his head in my hands. Keigo wasn't afraid to look into my eyes, not like I thought he'd be. I brought my lips to his and kissed him gently, and he kissed me back... only with hunger in his kiss. I licked across his bottom lip and sucked it into my mouth, biting on it. He moaned quietly and I bit on his lip harder still, Keigo didn't seem to mind at all for he whimpered loudly and moaned even harder, opening his mouth for me. I slid my tongue in and found his, and we kissed for the first time ever. It was wet and sloppy and inexperienced, but it was absolutely amazing. It was my turn to fist my hand in his long, gorgeous brown hair, and I deepened the kiss with my friend, suckling his tongue into my mouth. I knew he could taste himself, and he didn't seem to mind. He pulled away and looked at me, blushing slightly. I closed my eyes and bit down on his neck, lightly at first and harder still. Keigo moaned in my ear squirming, I could tell he was getting hard again as I pushed my hand up under his shirt and rubbed his pert nipple with my thumb, while I sucked on the base of his neck and bit down again.
I opened my eyes with a start as I felt something warm and sticky around me, and I felt like I was being suffocated by something heavy. I looked around, and I was in my bedroom again... with sticky sheets smothering me. Fuck! I punched my wall in frustration, noticing a dark bite mark on my arm that I had given myself. These dreams are getting way too fucking realistic and disappointing for my own good...
Was it slightly anticlimactic? Hahaha, I fooled you eh? Hope you liked it, new chapter coming soon, I promise there will be some not-in-dream lovin' coming up... probably next chapter (I hope it wont be a whole month before I can get one finished). Well at least I can tear my rough draft out of my school notebook now... yeah as if that was totally unnerving...