I DON'T OWN BLEACH

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Chapter 5; Urahara...is staring at me.

"Has Urahara lost his mind?" Ichigo asks, scratching his head with the odd disk he was told would fix their problem. Ichigo stands next to Byakuya with his red T-shirt and swim trunks on, wandering if he made a mistake trusting Urahara.

"I doubt he was ever sane to begin with." Byakuya takes the round black object from Ichigo. "Ichigo, you have a nervous tick."

"Eh? What's that?" Ichigo looks under his shirt for a small bloodsucking insect.

"You keep scratching your head, especially when you are thinking." Byakuya tosses Ichigo the disk and turns to walk back up the ladder to the surface. Ichigo rolls his eyes then throws the disk like a baseball, sending it flying up into the vast space of the training room. Suddenly the disk stops, floats in mid air then starts flying around fast. Ichigo ducks as it screeches past him, heading for Byakuya, who is halfway up the ladder.

"Byakuya! The hockey puck is possessed, get down!" Ichigo screams and takes off running to the ladder. Without turning around, Byakuya wraps his hands around the outside of the ladder then slides down to the ground. The flying disk just misses him, arching around in a loop then dives into the water of the hot spring. "Urahara is trying to kill us!"

The ground shakes as steam fills the room in a thick fog. Ichigo feels Byakuya walking up behind him and turns, giving him a confused glance. The fog lifts suddenly like a gust of wind blowing it away. In the aftermath, the two men raise an eyebrow at the same time.

"That crazy bastard built a pool from a hockey puck?" Ichigo exclaims, looking at the full size swimming pool filled with crystal clean water nestled in the ground. "Freaking amazing!" Ichigo tosses his shirt and shoes on the ground and dives in head first. Ichigo surfaces and splashes around in the water before noticing Byakuya returning to the ladder. "Byakuya....Where do you think you are going?"

"To get some...towels. Yes, I think we need towels and-"

"Nice try. Now get in the water or I'm coming over there to get you, and then I'm throwing you in this pool." Ichigo splashes water out near Byakuya's feet with a wicked grin.

"I don't know what you are insinuating." Byakuya retorts with disdain in his voice as he continues walking toward the ladder.

"That you are chicken."

Byakuya stops in his tracks, whirls around and stomps back to pool with a scowl on his face. He tugs his shirt over his shoulders and kicks off his shoes. Walking over to the edge of the pool, he dips one toe in and exhales sharply.

"Byakuya, the water isn't that bad." Ichigo swims over next to him and snatches his hand, yanking him in the water. Byakuya thrashes around in the water until Ichigo guides him to the shallow side. "Put your feet down, you can stand here."
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"You pulled me in!" Byakuya folds his hands in front of his bare chest and his lower lip pokes out again. He walks in the water over to the side and leans his back against the wall.

"I did, but you are still alive." Ichigo looks at the man who kissed him and made his world spin last night, trying not to laugh at how adorable he looks with his lips puckered up. Ichigo distracts him by wrapping his arms on each side of him, and grabbing the wall behind Byakuya. "Don't pout."

"I want to." Byakuya mumbles as Ichigo bends his elbows to lean closer to him. Byakuya lifts an eyebrow up at Ichigo's boldness.

"Learn to swim, and I'll make it worth your effort." Ichigo grins, leaning against Byakuya's bare chest briefly. Byakuya's eyes narrow as ideas of his meaning float through his mind.

"Be specific." Byakuya turns his face away, struggling not to grab Ichigo, push his back against the side of the pool and ravage him. Ichigo reaches into his shorts pocket, causing Byakuya's eye to bulge out. "I-Ichigo, I thought you wanted to take things slo-" Squeak!

"I found this rubber ducky upstairs." Ichigo holds up the bright yellow bath buddy and laughs. "Byakuya, what did you think I was offering?"

Byakuya stomps through the water to the other side to leave. Ichigo, still laughing, tosses the ducky at Byakuya, making it bounce of his black hair with a squeak. "I don't like being teased Kurosaki."

"I was...gonna tell you. I-I could put that ducky in your bath tonight, and I-I would join you." Ichigo turns blood red and faces away from Byakuya, trying to hide his embarrassment. Byakuya freezes in place as a small grin appears on his pale face. Byakuya walks up to Ichigo, picking up the rubber ducky floating next to him, Byakuya walks up to Ichigo. Leaning near Ichigo's ear Byakuya whispers, "Please take care of me...sensei." then puts the ducky in Ichigo's hand. Ichigo swallows hard with the realization he would have to make good on his innuendo.

THIRTY MINUTES LATER;

"Bend your arms more, don't curl your toes. You are going to get a leg cramp!"

"Ichigo, yelling at me isn't going to help me concentrate. What is this called again?"

"Doggy something."

"Ichigo! Are you sure this position is supposed to teach me to swim?"

"Yeah, the book says all kids learn this stroke first."

"I'm learning a CHILDREN'S METHOD?" Byakuya stops treading water and heads for the pool ladder.

"Where are you going?" Ichigo reaches out and pulls him back to the deep side.

"I'm sick of this doggy style!" Byakuya yells pushing his forehead into Ichigo's.

"It's doggy paddle, and if you do it right, I can teach you the breast stroke!" Ichigo screams back at him, smashing his head into Byakuya's.

"You are a horrible teacher!" Byakuya folds his arms in front of him in defiance.

"Well, you are a sucky student!" Ichigo splashes away from Byakuya and climbs up the ladder. Suddenly an hissing sounds and a large blow up doll of Urahara expands near Ichigo. The plastic green man is holding his fan in front of his huge grin.

"Kurosaki-san, surprise!" Urahara's voice ring's out from the doll, shocking Ichigo so badly he trips falling back into the pool. Byakuya, making nervous short steps on the bottom of the pool, slowly walks over to where Ichigo fell in.

"I really hate him sometimes." Ichigo mumbles as he pops through the water's surface next to Byakuya.

"You cut yourself when you fell." The dark haired noble turns to Ichigo and holds his elbow up, looking at it.

"Eh?" Ichigo looks at his arm and shakes his head. "It's just a scratch; I've gotten a lot worse than this little bump." Ichigo pulls himself up on the edge of the wall, dangling his legs in the water. He grabs his dry shirt on the ground just behind him and wipes the trickle of blood off.

"Ichigo," Byakuya moves close to him, slipping between his legs slowly. "Why are you so reckless with your life, but cherish everyone else's?"

"I guess..." Ichigo sighs as his shoulders sag under the emotional weight of the past he dreads to discuss. "I've always felt like the consolation prize, you know, the cheap reward for losing something irreplaceable." Ichigo looks away nervously and fidgets, his calloused fingers curling around the string of his swim trunks. "Someone beautiful died in my place, so I fight to make her sacrifice worth it."

"Ichigo, you realize...you are the beautiful person to her?" Byakuya's deep blue eyes look at Ichigo intensely, studying him for a moment; then slowly he leans up and touches Ichigo's cheek, turning his face toward his. Ichigo's brown eyes water just a bit before he pushes the emotion back down to the bottom of his heart.

Byakuya keeps his hand on Ichigo's cheek, aware it's making him feel conflicted. His soft slender fingers slide over to Ichigo's lips and pause for permission. Ichigo submits and opens his mouth, allowing Byakuya's index finger to rub against his teeth and moisten the tip. Removing his finger, Byakuya fights to keep his promise to take things slow, the desire in him building with every breath.

Ichigo looks down into the smoky blue eyes peering into his and, feeling his heart beating fast, he pushes Byakuya's hair from his face. His orange head leans down painfully slowly, his lips closing over Byakuya's. Ichigo parts his lips, moving his mouth on Byakuya's warm, silky-soft lips. Breath mingles just before Ichigo snakes out his tongue to taste and be tasted by Byakuya. Ichigo's hands touch the long, dark hair and for the first time he threads his fingers in the thick wave, tugging Byakuya closer to his body.

The sensation of him pulling Byakuya against himself is sending a shivers down his back. Byakuya's eyes close as he fights to keep his hands at his sides, allowing Ichigo to explore freely. Byakuya is lost to the hum inside his body when Ichigo's lips travel to his neck. Teeth graze his neck, making Byakuya gasp, and when Ichigo begins to suck on the small spot of skin, his eyes fly open. "Ah." Byakuya whispers, curling his hands into fists, fighting against the most incredible urge to touch.

"You taste so good." Ichigo moans against the moist neck, hearing Byakuya sigh with pleasure from his kisses. "I knew you would." Ichigo's hands travel down to Byakuya shoulders and tug him out of the water.

Byakuya pulls himself up from the water, balancing himself just above Ichigo, when his head collides with something. "Urahara....is staring at me." Byakuya grumbles, sitting up.

"What?" Ichigo looks up and sees the Urahara doll next to them, his big goofy grin concealed by the fan. "Damn you, Urahara!"

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Next chapter; Bubbles and Byakuya's back

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