Alone with Him~!
Uryu's POV
I swear, we couldn't have gotten out of there fast enough. Ryuken and Isshin were still yelling drunken slurs of whatever when Ichigo and I reached his bedroom. His room was completely different from mine. All of the walls were painted black with little stars on the ceiling to give that night owl feeling. Posteres of random bands were all over the place (SID, Universe, Scandal...etc). I think my room is crap compared to all of this. "Something wrong, Uryu? My place isn't too much, is it?" he asked, rubbing the back of his beautiful head. "Oh! No, it's actually kinda cool." I whispered in awe. My heart damn near stopped when I saw a poster of Girls Dead Monster. "Oh my god! You listen to Girls Demo?" I squeed and pointed to the fabulous poster on the wall. Ichigo pressed his finger against my lips. I felt my face heat up. "According to my sisters, I'm obsessed with Arashi and Sexy Zone," he whispered. "Oh... ok," I uttered stupidly. Damn it!
"Would you like to sit down? You can sit on my bed, if you want," Ichigo slid on to the black comforters and patted to empty spot next him. My heart began to pound even harder than it already was. There is a sexy strawberry asking me to lay in bed with him and I'm still standing frozen? Apparently, there is a god in heaven. If I don't take this chance, He and Szayel will take me out. I've come too far to back out now. "Alright, thanks," I smiled and laid down next to him.
Ryuken's POV
There's only one thing to say a moment like this: This is NOT my fault. Isshin was the one who started this childish "Who can hold their sake" game! His stupidity was so contagious that I had no choice but to play along with it. I've drunken a few glasses of water since the kids went upstairs, thus calming my buzz down just a bit. I helped Isshin into the living room after a few minutes of arguing. He slouched the leather couch with a sigh. Then, I swear to you this came from nowhere, he grabbed (more like yanked, damn brute) my hips and sat me on his lap. "Isshin, you stupid fool!" I scream, trying to squirm out of his grip, but I eventually gave up and leaned back. The warmth of his chest on my back, the way his breath hits my neck and shivers down my body, and how his hands hold me so close to him... Damn. It brings back so many memories. The painfully sweet ones, too. "Ryuken," Isshin breathed out. I visibly shivered, causing his hands to hold me tighter. "My son is gay," he whispered. My eyes widened. I tried to turn my body around, but his grip wasn't having it. "How do you know that?" I ask. He sighed heavily, letting his fingers run lazily across my abdomen. "A father knows, Ryu. I've had my suspicions for some time now. What confirmed everything for me was when I found Karin's magazines hiding under his pillow," I resisted the urge to say "Objects don't hide you moron!".
"What? What kind of magazines were they?"
"The kind I caught you masturbating to when I-"
"You said you'd never bring that up again!" I growled, knowing that I was blushing furiously. "What else was I supposed to do while you were at that damn game? I missed you-" I covered my mouth after that came out. Damn my still drunken body! I felt his fingers stop moving and immediately missed the touch, not that I would say that aloud. "I missed you, Ryu. You've been gone for so long... Where were you when Masaki died?" A sick feeling came over me when I heard that name. It was a feeling of nausea and pain. "According the date, it was around the time Uryu's mom left us. I took Uryu to Italy for a few years to get his mind away from it." I say simply. "I missed my friend," And just like that, the pain outweighed the nausea. A tear slid down my face. "I'm sorry, Isshin. It's because it was her funeral. The truth is," I gulped. "I hated her-" I stopped the confession when I heard an obnoxiously loud snore. Did that bastard just fall asleep on me? Typical Isshin! Oh well, I guess I follow his lead then, right? I maneuvered myself so that my nose was touching his. Seconds later, I fell asleep.
Welp! That's another chappy! I'm on a roll, right?