Uryu's POV

7:30 AM

My heart clenched as Szayel kissed my cheek. Everything was packed into a truck and ready to go. Ryuken was in the car, waiting for me to finish saying my good-byes to my best friend. "I'm gonna miss you, Angelface." he sniffed. "No good, Pink Panther, you said you wouldn't cry!" I scolded even though hot tears were streaming down my face. Szayel placed another kiss on my cheek. "Just promise me you'll call me as soon as your settled in!" I nodded. "And that you'll take pictures of every piece of eye candy you see in the Sereitei!" He whispered, making Ryuken honk the horn. "Hurry up, Uryu! Isshin's waiting for us at the house!" Ryuken growled, referring to that "friend" of his. Even Szayel saw the way his face scrunched when he said that name. "Ok, Ryuken!" I snapped. My pink panther hugged me one last time before he stepped away from the car. "Bye, Angelface!" he waved, tears running out of his glasses. I waved to him and blew him a kiss. "Good-bye, Szayel!" Ryuken and I said. Glaring at my annoying father, I shut the car door.

Even though Szayel was out of sight, I still looked back. It's all surreal to me. Am I really leaving Las Noches? Am I really leaving behind my best friend? Hmph, it's so depressing. My father hasn't said a word so far. When we got closer to the Sereitei District, however, I noticed his fingers twitching on the wheel. "Uryu," he said with a shaky voice. I raised my head from my comfortable spot on the window to look at him. "Before you meet Isshin, I just want to you to know that... I'm sorry in advance." My eyes widened. What? Is this guy really that bad? Maybe I should've let Szayel kidnap me. "Ryuken? What are you talking about?" He shook his head, still keeping a stern stare on the road. "I'm apologizing in advance for whatever that imbecile does." That made me frown. "Ryuken! Don't call your best friend an imbecile, you bastard!" I took off one of my heels and hit his shoulder with it. He cringed, but didn't yell at me for it. "About that... I have to confess something, son." Uh-oh. He called me "son", that's not a very good sign. "What?" I was getting eager. My dad, the biggest stick up the ass I know, has a deep secret! I would record this for Szayel, but this is a family moment. "Isshin and I met during our last year of middle school. During our second year of high school... we dated."

My jaw dropped. It felt like my brain just took a trip to Mars and came back in shambles. "You... dated another man?" I asked in disbelief. As much as my father gets on me about dating other guys, there's just no way he did it. Ryuken nodded anyway. Looking at the remorseful expression he had, I knew he wasn't kidding around. "Seriously?! What does he look like? How long did you date? How far did you go with him?" He held his finger up, so I stopped speaking. "What does that mean?" he asked. I arched an eyebrow. "What does what mean?" He took a hand off the wheel and poked my forehead. "You said 'How far did you go'. What does that mean? We never left the District! I was living in the Sereitei then." I just stared at him. Does he seriously not know... Ugh this man is giving me a migraine. Ryuken just kept babbling on about how responsible he was and how they didn't go anywhere. Someone has to give him a reality check. "Ryuken! I meant what did you do when you dated him!" He still looked confused so I explained more. "Did you kiss him? Did you cuddle with him? Did you kiss and cuddle with him? Or did you have se-" "URYU ISHIDA!" he screamed sternly. His face was bright red and I couldn't help but giggle. "If you must know, we did have sex... seven times."

"Eh? Only seven times?"

"A week." Ryuken replied quietly.
"Ok.. then how long were you two dating?"

"About six years-"
"Holy crap, my father was a freak!" I gasped. By now, his whole face looked like a tomato. "Watch your tongue, Uryu! What kind of father and son conversation is this anyway?"

"Ok... why don't we change the subject then!" I offered. "Fine by me," he mumbled.

"Was he top or bottom?" a wicked smile appeared on my face. Ryuken's face scrunched up. "What in the hell does that mean?" The urge to facepalm is overwhelming. "Was he the dominant one or the submissive one?" This guy still doesn't get it! Just how old is Ryuken? "When you had sex with him was he in you or were you in him-"

"URYU! DON'T SAY SUCH THINGS SO BLUNTLY!"

"Well, I tried to put it in baby terms but you didn't understand me!" I argued. He drove in silence for a moment. I thought he was going to leave me hanging, but then he sighed. "If I tell you, will you drop this conversation?" I nodded eagerly. Placing a hand on my shoulder, Ryuken whispered lightly: "I was submissive." My eyes widened. Ryuken Ishida is the most demanding guy I know. There's no way he would bottom, at least I don't think so. "No shit! What does this guy look like? Do you have a picture?" I squealed, getting my phone out of my pocket. My panther is going cough up a cow when he hears this! "Didn't I say we'd drop the subject? And no, I do not have a picture of Isshin." he growled out. "You'll just have to wait until we get to the house." Hmph, Killjoy. Turning my attention back to the window, everything went silent again.