How it is ~A bleach fan fiction~

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Warnings: Language.. Uh, violence..? Some boy love in the later chapter. I do believe that I'll not post lemons this time, if you're reading this on dA or FF. I'll put up a link with the AFF version for those of you who enjoy lemons. If you don't, then don't read. It's that simple.

Characters/Pairings: Most of them eventually, for twists, conversations, and drama and what not. But the main pairing will be IchixIshi. As I go, I might add other side pairings, but IchixIshi is my focus here.

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The older teen snorted, turning his head to meet the other's dark eyes. "My bed's small. We'd practically be pressed together the whole night."

Ishida quirked a brow. "So..?"

A smirk slowly fitted itself over Ichigo's lips. "Alright, then." Why did he know they weren't going to just fall asleep tonight..?

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"It's two A.M.. Ichigo. Haven't you tired yet..?"

Ishida's voice almost startled Ichigo. The darkness of the room had actually lulled him almost asleep. He ran his hand through his hair, pressing the power button on the remote. The lack of glow from the television cast the room in shadows, but Ichigo knew this place like the back of his hand..

He stood up, peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the ground. Ishida was already laying down, his back pressed against the wall. Ichigo lay down on the bed next to him, letting his arm cover his eyes. "See you in the morning.."

Chapter 4: Encounter (Contains ULTRA LEMONS, yet still no penetration. Read them on AFF in order to get the full effect of the plot. )

Ichigo awoke to a warm weight sliding across his chest, and he slowly let his eyes peek open to see what it was. A pale arm was retreating back to it's owner, who was still asleep.

The older teen turned over on his side, glancing over Ishida's pale features. He couldn't help but smirk at the dark bruise above the other's collar bone. He wondered if anyone at school would put two and two together.. All of a sudden, they're hanging out and eating lunch together at school, and Ishida come back from the weekend with hickeys on his neck.

Ichigo let out a sigh.. He still wasn't sure just exactly what he was getting himself into, but for now, he supposed he was alright.

He watched as the younger teen's brows furrowed, and his mouth opened in a yawn. Ishida stretched gently, reaching down for the blankets he'd pushed off during the night. He pulled them up, covering his chest and shoulders. The pale teen turned over on his stomach, nuzzling his face against the pillow.

Their shoulder's were touching now, and the contact was enough to pull Uryuu out of his sleep. He didn't want to move.. But he could feel someone's eyes on him. He turned his face to the side, looking through sleepy eyelids at his friend. "Good morning." He said, turning back on his side like he had been.

"You can sleep still, if you want. Nobody's home, yet." If they were, they'd be making a lot more noise.. And it was nearly nine in the morning, so, they would have knocked to see if he wanted breakfast.

"That's fine. I'm awake already, anyway." Ishida replied, yawning before he sat up in bed. "Could you please hand me my glasses?"

Ichigo nodded, turning over on his back and picking up the other's lenses before passing them to him.

"Did you sleep well, Ichigo?"

The orange-haired teen shrugged, folding his arms underneath his head. "I guess.."

Ishida pushed his glasses up, a soft blush tinging his cheeks. "Ichigo.. You do not notice that..?"

Ichigo frowned, turning his head to the side to look at him. "Notice what..?" Were they playing twenty questions or something..?

"Pardon my rudeness, Kurosaki.. But.. You've.. You've got.." The younger teen paused, turning away to look out of the window.

It took the brown-eyed male a minute to realize what was getting Ishida all bothered and flustered. He supposed it occurred to him a moment ago that it was present, but he'd just thought it would go away after a few minutes. "It's just morning wood, Ishida. It'll go away on its own."

Ishida glanced back at him, trying hard not to look into the older male's lap. "Um.. Wha-.. What time is it..?"

Ichigo gestured to the clock on the wall. "Just after nine." He let his arms move out from under his head, crossing them over his stomach. "If it's bothering you, I'll get up, Ishida." He said. Hadn't they just jerked off last night? Why was his erection getting the raven so flustered like that..?

The pale teen took a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh as he forced his blush to go away. "There's no need for you to leave."

The orange-haired male quirked a brow. "It's obvious you're uncomfortable. I'll go take care of it.." He said, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the mattress.

As he started to get up, he felt a hand on his shoulder pulling him back down.

"I want to, Ichigo.."

He sat back down, glancing at Ishida over his shoulder. "That's a little bold of you.." He said, turning to lay back where he'd just been. "Do what you want.."

The pale teen almost regretted saying something about it, because he was still nervous about doing things like this. But.. He'd brought it up, so he supposed he had no choice. Ishida moved until he was sitting facing Ichigo, next to the other's hips.

"If you're uncomfortable, you don't have to."

The raven shook his head. "No, I want to." Ishida unfastened the other's pants, pulling them passed his hips to free what he needed.

Ichigo lifted his hips to help the younger teen get his pants down, looking into his dark eyes. "Really, Ishida.. If you don't want to, I won't make you.."

(Scene deleted for lemons)

Ishida grimaced, swallowing what he could.. He sat up, the back of his hand running across his mouth to wipe away what had leaked passed his lips. He hadn't intended on allowing the other to finish in his mouth, but it hadn't been as bad as he'd expected. "I would have appreciated a warning.."

"S-sorry.." Ichigo panted, his hands moving to fasten his pants. "I tried.." He sat up, pulling Ishida closer to him. He pressed a kiss to the younger teen's bottom lip, noting how they were slightly swollen.

"Next time, make sure you warn me, please.." He said, standing up. "I'll return shortly.." He left the room, finding the bathroom and shutting the door. He washed his hands and gave his mouth a quick rinse. The pale teen noted that his member was slightly hardened, most likely from the excitement of the act he'd just committed. Ishida put his hand up to his mouth, biting down into the side of his thumb for a few moments until his erection was gone.

He glanced at his reflection in the mirror. His cheeks were flushed, and his lips were red and swollen. Ishida felt alright at the moment about what he'd done. Sexual experimentation was perfectly normal for teenagers his age.

He pulled open the bathroom door, heading back to Ichigo's room. The older teen was sitting on his bed still, his legs folded Indian style and his arms behind his head as he leaned against the wall.

Ishida sat on the corner of the bed, tucking his feet underneath himself.

Ichigo quirked a brow at him. "You want me to return the favor..?" He asked.

The raven shook his head. "I'm fine.."

"I will, eventually, Ishida." He stated, slowly standing up. "Do you want anything for breakfast? I can't cook, but we can go somewhere."

"I left my wallet at home."

Ichigo shrugged, opening his closet and grabbing the first shirt he spotted. He pulled it over his head, opening his bedroom door. "I'll pay. I owe you anyway, right..?" He turned, giving Ishida an expectant look.

"I do not expect payment for the things I've done for you, Kurosaki-san.." He stood from the bed, taking a few steps closer to his friend.

"Do me a favor, Ishida. Stop calling me 'Kurosaki'. We're friends, alright?" He said, turning to leave from his room and head down the stairs.

"Do all friends do the things we've done, Ichigo?"

Ichigo stopped, about halfway down the stairs, turning to face Ishida at the top of the stairs. "Then, Ishida, we're not friends. We're lovers." He took one step down backwards before he turned to walk down the stairs again.

Uryuu followed, stepping into his shoes, while Ichigo slid on a pair of flip-flops.

"Any place in particular you wanna eat?"

"Anything is fine, but I do not have a preference for fast food."

Ichigo nodded, grabbing his keys. "There's a breakfast place over by the grocery store. Ever been?" He opened the front door, holding it so Ishida could walk passed.

"I cannot say I grant myself the luxury of dining out frequently, so, no. I've never eaten there."

Ichigo snorted. "Why do you talk like that? All.. proper and what not." He asked as he slid down into the driver's seat.

Ishida opened the passenger side door, sitting down also. He slammed the door shut, pulling on his seat belt. "I cannot help my manner of speaking, Ichigo. I was brought up to be proper, so I speak this way naturally. It would be uncomfortable to try to force myself to talk like everyone else."

The tanned teen started his car, backing up out of his driveway. "I guess it makes sense.." He said, driving in the direction of the breakfast restaurant he'd mentioned. He pulled into the parking lot, noting there were only two other vehicles parked. Good, that meant they'd have a short wait.

Ichigo parked, killing his engine and stepping out of the car. Ishida followed, walking in the restaurant as the older teen held the door for him. He followed his friend to the back of the restaurant, settling down across from him in a booth.

Quite quickly, a waitress approached their table, smiling as she asked for their order. Her eyes flickered to the bruise on the pale teen's neck, glancing back and forth between him and Ichigo.

Ichigo ordered a breakfast plate, which came with eggs and pancakes, and since Ishida had never eaten there before, he ordered the same thing. She smiled again, telling them she'd have the meals out in a few moments.

"She was lookin' at you, Ishida." Ichigo said, taking a sip of the water she'd brought them.

"I believe she was looking at the bruise on my neck, which you so readily applied to my skin." Uryuu replied, glancing at Ichigo over the top of his glasses. "And I do not know if you noticed, but she was looking at you just as much, with an accusing stare. It's quite obvious to outsiders.."

"I don't care what people think about me.. But if it bothers you, I won't do it again.." Ichigo said, meeting his gaze easily.

"It doesn't bother me, but I know how you are. You've got a short temper, and I do not want you to get in any fights because of accusations that may come from our classmates."

The orange-haired teen rolled his eyes. "I'm not gonna let people talk shit about me, and I'm sure as hell not gonna let them talk shit about people I care about. If it takes fighting to shut 'em up, then so be it. I'll whoop someone's ass for calling you names or making fun of you.."

Ishida folded his hands on the table surface in front of him. "I especially would not appreciate you risking your safety because of me."

Ichigo gave him a serious look. "That time those assholes at the grocery store jumped you, I told you I'd protect you. That includes your pride."

Before Ishida could respond, the waitress brought their plates, setting down their silverware on the napkins next to their plate. She also set down the check, smiling at them as she walked away from the table.

Ichigo sent the other another look that said he wasn't joking, before picking up his fork to begin eating. He was obviously done talking about it, but he wasn't angry about the turn the conversation took. It didn't take them long to finish their meal, and Ichigo put enough money with the check to also cover a tip.

Ishida was slightly miffed as he climbed in the car, fastening his seat belt with a sigh.

Ichigo noticed this as he also got in, starting his car but not backing out just yet. "What's wrong..?" He asked, one of his arms leaning across the steering wheel as he waited for an answer.

"Nothing.." The younger teen replied easily, turning to meet Ichigo's eyes.

The orange-haired teen knew it was a lie, mumbling a 'whatever..' as he began backing out. "I dunno why me wanting to protect you makes you upset." Ichigo said, suddenly annoyed about everything.

"It's not the idea of you protecting me that bother's me, Ichigo. It's the idea of you being hurt in order to protect me." He answered, propping his elbow up on the inside of the car door.

The older teen sighed, pulling back on the road to his house. "I'm not going to go out of my way to get into a fight, Ishida, but if I see or hear someone bothering you, I.. will.. tear them apart." He said, turning back into his driveway. He killed the engine, turning slightly in his chair to look at his friend. "I dunno what you're doing to me, but I have to keep you safe.. It'll make me feel good to know that I'm protecting you, so let me.."

Ishida looked away, letting everything sink in. Was this Ichigo admitting that he cared about him...? It sounded that way.. And Ishida was beginning to acknowledge that he cared about him as well.. "Alright.." He opened the door, stepping out of the vehicle.

"Would you like me to stay longer..?" He asked once the older male was out of the vehicle.

"Everyone's probably home now. My dad's car is here, so.. If you want to listen to him ramble and be immature, then you're welcome to stay."

Ishida quirked a brow. "Could it possibly be that bad..?"

Ichigo snorted, pocketing his keys. "The last time you were here with them, you were injured. So he was holding it down.. But this time, you're perfectly fine, and if he see's I have a friend over, he's going to be loud." The tanned teen was preparing himself for the worst as he opened his door, letting Ishida walk passed him into the house.

"Ichi~go..!" His dad's voice greeted him almost instantly, as they took off their shoes at the doorway.

Ichigo grimaced, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Morning, Dad." He said, walking into the kitchen. His sister's were at the table eating breakfast with their father.

"Did you spend the night out..?" Isshin asked, taking a sip from his juice.

"No.. We just went for breakfast."

"We..?" Isshin turned, seeing the classmate of Ichigo's that he'd given medical attention to a few weeks ago. "Ah, Uryuu, right? How's your head..?"

"I've been fine, Kurosaki-sama.. Thank you for your concern."

"We're going upstairs now.." Ichigo interrupted before his dad could begin asking more questions or saying embarrassing things. He turned to head up the stair case, Ishida right behind him.

When Ishida settled down on the floor in front of Ichigo's bed, he noticed that the older teen locked his bedroom door. "Precaution..?"

"I just don't like him busting up in here, nosing around in my business.. He can't knock to save his life.." Ichigo sat down near the other, reaching for the remote.

"Would it be possible for us to sit in here without the television on..?" Ishida asked, tired of the background noise the whole time. He preferred silence..

"Uh.. Sure? It's just habit, I suppose.." He set the remote back on his night stand, crossing his legs underneath him. "So, what do you wanna do..?"

"Well, since your family is present, it would be unlikely for us to be able to.."

Ichigo raised a hand to stop him. "I didn't mean like that, and besides, my door's locked, and they're all downstairs."

"What if we were to be caught..?" Ishida asked, one of his hands coming up to push a piece of hair behind his ear.

Ichigo's brow quirked. "We aren't even doing anything.." He leaned back against his mattress. "So, we don't have to worry about getting caught. Because we aren't doing anything." He said again, as if making sure his point was made.

"What if we were..?"

"Were what? Doing something?"

Ishida nodded.

"Then, we still wouldn't get caught. Because they're downstairs, and my door is locked. My stairs are loud, so we'd have plenty of time to stop before they even got here."

The younger teen rested his chin in his palm, glancing at Ichigo. "Do you want to do something..?"

Ichigo understood that they were teenage boys, and that they had hormonal needs they needed to take care of. But it seemed that Ishida's needs needed taken care of more than his did.. Unless he was just trying to hang onto him by trading sexual favors.. "I get the feeling that you're not doing this because you want to.."

"What do you mean..?'

The older male shrugged. "I don't want you to do anything you really don't want to do. Like this morning.. You don't have to do things like that if they make you nervous or uncomfortable. It's not like I'm going to stop liking you if you don't do things like that for me.."

Ishida moved closer to Ichigo, so that their knees were touching. "I want to do things with you, Ichigo. They make my heart beat faster, and I enjoy the thrill.." He paused, letting the tops of his first two fingers rub against the other's thigh. "Seeing you in pleasure because of things I'm doing to you makes me unbelievably satisfied."

The orange-haired male took Ishida's hand, pushing it boldly over his member and forcing the other to cup him. "I also enjoy seeing you feel good.."

A shudder ran down Ishida's spine but he ignored it in favor of massaging Ichigo through his jeans. "You said earlier that we were lovers, but I beg to differ.." He stated, giving him a firm squeeze.

Ichigo groaned and leaned back harder into the mattress. "The hell are you talking about..? Look what we're doing right now.." Their tones were hushed, and he had to strain to listen.

(Scene deleted for smut)

Ichigo stood, settling down on the bed next to him. "You okay..?"

Ishida nodded, his hands quivering as he reached down to slide his pants back up. Staying that way was too indecent for him. He was entirely drained at this point, but he managed to muster up enough energy to move back on the bed and curl up. "If you don't mind, I would like to take a nap.."

Ichigo yawned, turning on his side so he could let his arm lay over Ishida's waist. "Yeah.. A nap sounds good.."