I laid back, let my eyes close. Listening to my own breath, I searched for Ishida's. It was quite, delicate, beautiful. I grinned, something I usually do when I'm laying next to his naked body. I begun to turn on my side, stretching an arm out to pull him closer to me. To enjoy the moment. Ishida was already out of bed before I could touch him.

"I'm going to take a shower, Kurosaki. Lock the door on your way out."

I frowned, but really it was my fault for forgetting the rules. No kissing, no conversation, no touching, leave immediately after we've finished. I tried to break the conversation one before, the kissing one during, the touching one after, and I really don't want to get up unless I'm gonna join him in the shower.

He'd probably kick me in the balls if I did that, though.

I turned and looked at him bedside clock, only to see two-forty five blinking back at me. What's the excuse gonna be today? I could tell dad I was out hunting Hollows, but there were none in the area. Maybe they'd believe a late night study session at Ishida's, but he's made it pretty clear that I was not allowed to stay here. My eyes drifted back to the clock as it's flashing numbers laughed two-fiftyone.

With a sigh, I moved my feet to the floor and slowly stood up. I listened to the shower, then looked down at myself. It was beginning to wake up again, even while I told it to stop. That it was not getting anymore action for now. It didn't seem to listen, but I tried to ignore it. Quickly, I took a look around the room to asses the damage. Our clothes were everywhere, the bed sheets were on the floor, and one of his hanging art things had been knocked over.

First thing I did was shove my underwear and jeans on. They were a little hard to zip and button because of my current state, but I forced them closed. Picking up the sheets, I wondered what to do with them. He might want to wash them, but maybe he wouldn't. I put them in a little pile on the end of his bed, decided to let him do what he wanted with them. I walked over to the entrance of his room, to where the painting had landed on the floor. I picked it up. It wasn't something I thought someone like Ishida would own, but the art he hangs on his walls all look like this.

Big cities, skyscrapers, bright colors.

I smiled, hung it back in its placed. Became a little more aroused when I thought of how it had fallen on the floor. I ignored my growing erection again and decided that I really did need to leave before I decided to jump Ishida in the shower. He probably would shoot me if I tried anything without his initiation. That really was another stupid rule of his.

But I really don't have anyplace to complain since we aren't boyfriends or lovers or anything like that. Just... Friends with benefits? No, that didn't seem right. Whatever we were, Ishida didn't go to the movies or have coffee with me. He only slept with me. 'Sleeping with' isn't really the right term for our relationship either. No, the only way to describe it is that whenever Ishida calls me over, I come running and fuck him into the mattress.

No 'making love', just a good, hard, fuck.

My hand was on the bathroom handle when I looked down. That was strange, I don't remember walking over here. Whatever. I shook my head, grabbed my shirt from off the ground, and walked out the door. Ignoring the strange sounds trickling through my head.

This is going to be a strange romance between Ichigo and Uryu with a little bit of Hichigo thrown in. Time is set after the Fullbringers are defeated, but before anything with the Vandenreich occurs. I'll start making this an actual story if I can get 3 followers!