It took me awhile but its okay its up now and what's done is done no hard feelings right. Well I won't make up excuses so i'm just going to let you all enjoy the chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own bleach or any of its characters

Warning: boyxboy, A litlle bit of action her in this chapter but no sex yet.

Chapter 4

Ichigo's day started out as any normal day, when Shirosaki came. Someone

Always ended up hurt, and someone was always leaving the house irritated with someone else. It wasn't the fact that Shirosaki constantly lusted after him and he had no problem showing it. It was the fact his circus friends had this strange urge to jump him wherever he went.

Although this was Ichigo's first time actually talking to the tall muscular man also known as Kenpachi. He has seen him from a far and wasn't quite sure if he really wanted to actually meet him, but by now he knew life wasn't fair when it came to him.

"What do you guys want?" Ichigo spoke harshly, crossing his arms. Yachiru giggled, attaching herself to the fuming strawberry.

"We came to get you. Shiro doesn't want you going home today. He said it was too much of a pain." She grinned as Ichigo lifted her up to place her on his shoulders. It was routine he had fallen into with her. Shirosaki would often bring her over on random days talking about how he hated babysitting.

"Why?" Ichigo asked giving Kenpachi an irritated look.

"I don't know the details, but if it means bringing your ass back then I'm content with what I know." Kenpachi leaned over Ichigo, grinning wickedly. "I mean it's better if you do anyway. We'll have more time together."

"Fuck off." Ichigo shoved his elbow into Kenpachi's face. Kenpachi grunted rubbing his chin. For someone so skinny like Ichigo he sure is really strong.

Ichigo didn't like the way he was being treated by Kenpachi and it was about time he left. He was to piss to go to class at the moment and skipping the rest of school as starting to sound more pleasant then sticking around the big muscle head. With a sigh he took Yachiru off his shoulders and handed her to Kenpachi.

Ichigo turned on his heels and started walking away before stopping abruptly. "What exactly is Shirosaki planning?" Ichigo asked in a cold voice. Even though he couldn't see Kenpachi he could tell Kenpachi shrugged his shoulders before answering the question.

"Like I said before I don't have all the details and I'm just fine with not knowing them. Hey where the hell do you think you're going?" Kenpachi yelled, following the strawberry escapee.

"Home. I have to make sure my parents are okay." Ichigo yelled back.

"I told you that's not a good idea. What the hell do you not understand?" Kenpachi yelled catching up easily. He snatched Ichigo's arm, yanking Ichigo back. His arm was twisted painfully behind him. A protest was on lips but a large hand prevented him from saying anything.

"Damn you're stubborn. I better be getting something really good for this later, don't you think Ichigo. After all the shit you put me through, I should have you for the night." Kenpachi purred. Ichigo struggled against the larger man. He rather face Shirosaki's perverted ways then to be ever be taken by a men like Kenpachi.

Yachiru watched the scene before her, frowning slightly at Kenpachi's roughness and Ichigo's protests. It was taking too long to get Ichigo out of here and if anymore time was wasted Shirosaki was going to have their heads later. "Ken-Chan, Shiro won't like it if you're playing around with his strawberry." She whined sucking on her thumb. Kenpachi just grunted in reply avoiding another flailing fist.

What the hell was Ichigo to do? He couldn't escape the big muscle head, he couldn't go home, what the hell did he do to piss the gods off? Ichigo continued to pray as if there was no end in sight.

"What the hell do ya think you're doing to my little Ichi? I thought I told you no fucking touching." Shirosaki stood in front of them, arms crossed glaring madly at Kenpachi. "Ya stupid mother fucker. I knew I shouldn't of trusted ya in the first place. Let him go." Shirosaki hissed.

Kenpachi complied quickly taking a few steps away from Ichigo. Ichigo watched Kenpachi warily ready for a sneak attack. His attention quickly turned to Shirosaki though as his thoughts were filled about his family. "Shirosaki what the hell did you to my family?" Ichigo yelled clenching his fist together.

Shirosaki eyes roamed over Ichigo's body before analyzing his face. Ichigo looked pissed like he was ready to kill someone. His fist would tighten together every so often, but looking into those chocolate brown eyes that burned with so much passion made Shirosaki hard.

"I didn't do anything to them."

"I want to see my parents. Take me home now!" Ichigo demanded striding over to Shirosaki.

"Shouldn't I take you out on a date first before I take you home?" Shirosaki grinned grabbing Ichigo's fist before it hit him in the face. "Fine some other time then." Shirosaki sighed holding Ichigo's hand tightly. He gave Kenpachi one last glare that promised pain later, tugging Ichigo with him.

Ichigo cursed the whole way home. A few times he tried to yank his hand away, but Shirosaki tightened his grip. "I'm not letting ya go until we get there. You'll just leave me behind and do something stupid." He spoke pulling Ichigo closer to him. Ichigo grumbled but otherwise accepted his fate. He wouldn't admit, but he was scared of Shirosaki at the moment. He wasn't acting like the usual cheerful pervert.

Seeing his house gave Ichigo a butterfly feeling. He didn't realize that Shirosaki had let go of his hand. Nothing mattered to Ichigo at the moment but his family.

Walking inside, Ichigo could hear laughter coming from the kitchen. At first Ichigo was relieved that his family was okay but that butterfly still remained making him feel a little sick to his stomach.

He walked slowly to the kitchen not making his presence known yet. He saw both of his parents there along with another man. The man's hair was a short brown wavy mess. He wore very thick framed glasses over his coffee brown eyes. His skin wasn't exactly pale, but it wasn't tan either. He wore a very expensive looking suit that's when Ichigo remembered that this man was Sousuke Aizen.

"Mom? Dad? I'm back, did anything happen?" Ichigo asked fiddling with the front of the shirt.

"Ichigo what on earth are you doing here? Where's your lover?" Masaki asked getting up from her seat. Isshin soon joined her, wrapping his arm around her. Ichigo gawked at his family before his expression changed.

"Lover? What the hell do you mean?"

"Shirosaki isn't here with you dear? Did you two have a fight? Poor thing, I'm sure you two will make up soon." Masaki smiled giving Ichigo a tight hug. Ichigo stiffened as his stomach turned into knots. Didn't his mother know that he hated Shirosaki?

"Mom you know I don't like the guy." Ichigo laughed nervously looking his mother in the face.

"Oh honey you should know by now I'm not your mother. I know you see me as one but dear you need to move on." Masaki spoke caringly. Isshin nodded in agreement turning his attention back to Aizen. Ichigo gawked at his mother's statement.

Ichigo shook his head in denial. "But…Mom…Dad say something."

Isshin shook his head sadly. "There is nothing to be said." Ichigo looked back and forth between Masaki and Isshin. These were the only parents that he knew and yet they had insisted upon telling him that they were nothing to him. His heart felt like it was breaking apart. He just wanted to run somewhere.

"He's a very beautiful boy. Whose lover is he again?" Aizen asked breaking the tense atmosphere. Isshin who was thankful for the change quickly put on a gleeful smile.

"He's Shirosaki's lover. You can't find one without the other usually." Isshin answered tugging Ichigo over to Aizen.

"Shirosaki? Interesting, never would have thought." Aizen spoke, looking Ichigo over. Something about this seemed very strange to Ichigo. Shirosaki must have done something to his parents. Tears filled his eyes as realization hit him.

"Am very jealous of the man who has your heart Ichigo. Ichigo?" Aizen's hand came up to Ichigo's face to wipe away stray tears that fell. Ichigo didn't understand, but he understood very well that this was all Shirosaki's fault. He hastily wiped away his tears, all his sadness quickly turned into rage.

Ichigo turned to leave the room ready to give Shirosaki a piece of his mind but Aizen snatched his wrist at the last moment.

"In such a rush I see, are you going to go meet up with that clown? I do hope to see you again." Aizen whispered letting go of Ichigo's wrist. Ichigo almost turned around to punch the guy in the face, but gritted his teeth and left the house. He was greeted by the sight of Shirosaki leaning casually against the gate.

Ichigo stomped over to the clown connecting one his fist to Shirosaki's face. Shirosaki stood there unfazed by Ichigo's sudden attack. "What did you do!" He demanded grabbing the front of Shirosaki's shirt. It was silent between the two before Ichigo broke down and began to cry. Why would Shirosaki take away his family? Why did he do this to Ichigo? Why?

Shirosaki wrapped his arms around Ichigo holding him as close as he can. "Look on the bright side of this, they still remember ya." Shirosaki whispered rubbing little circles on Ichigo's back. He felt guilty kind of. He knew he had hurt Ichigo, but now at least he had got what he wanted and that was all that mattered, anymore time here would be just a pain.

"I'd hate to ruin this moment with ya, Ichi, but we have to get going now. Byakuya." Shirosaki turned around seeing Byakuya already opening a door to an expensive looking car. Ichigo had to wonder as to when he had gotten there or as to why he hadn't noticed in the first place.

"Why." Ichigo asked as he was led into the car.

"Because I always get what I want." Shirosaki answered sitting next to Ichigo. He leaned over placing a soft kiss on Ichigo's wet cheek, lapping up the stray tears. He took advantage of the moment when Ichigo didn't resist the touch. He ghosted his lips over Ichigo's watching his reaction closely. When there was no reaction, Shirosaki put more pressure onto Ichigo's lips licking them gently.

Ichigo opened his mouth not knowing what else to do. He no longer has a family that loves him. Maybe just this once it's okay for him to give in to Shirosaki.

"That's it. Just give in." Shirosaki whispered sending shivers down Ichigo's spine. Shirosaki captured Ichigo's lips again, loving the way Ichigo would kiss back cautiously. Really the boy was much too innocent for his own good. Shirosaki smiled at the thought that he will be the one to take Ichigo's innocence away.

Each kiss became more passionate then the last and Ichigo became more needy. Shirosaki attacked Ichigo's neck, teeth bared. His roamed lower on Ichigo's body, memorizing every curve there was on Ichigo. He quickly glanced up to see if Byakuya was watching the road before turning to the task on hand.

Shirosaki leaned back in his seat pulling Ichigo onto his lap. His hands went straight for Ichigo's pants making quick work of them. He pulled them down just enough for Ichigo's erection to spring free.

Ichigo let out a breathless moan as cold fingers wrapped around his erection. "We have to make this quick. We can finish this up when we get there." Shirosaki whispered pumping Ichigo. He drank up every little sound that Ichigo couldn't prevent himself from making. Honestly did Ichigo even know how cute he looked?

It didn't take long for Ichigo to be spilling his seed in Shirosaki's hand. He watched through half lidded eyes, Shirosaki licking Ichigo's seed off his hand like it was the best thing he had ever tasted. "You're awfully sweet little Ichi." Shirosaki laughed when Ichigo smacked him across the head.

"Shut the hell up you damn bastard." Ichigo yelled fixing himself up and taking his seat next to Shirosaki. He placed his hands over his eyes when he realized what he had just done with Shirosaki. "I can't believe it." He whispered feeling rage and other pent up emotions rise up inside him.

Shirosaki noticed the mood had changed, but he didn't want to say anything at the moment afraid that Ichigo would be mad at him. Instead he placed his arm around Ichigo pulling him closer. Shirosaki glanced up noticing Byakuya staring at him disapprovingly, but Shirosaki shrugged his shoulders turning his head so he could look out the window.

"It's not like I should care anyway. I got what I wanted."

So anyway the next chapter will have answers to all your questions and then some and a nice treat that I'm sure people will be looking forward too. Review please thank you.