I woke up yawning a bit, sunlight leaking through my eyelids. I looked up to the clock then groaned as I found I had an hour until I had school, and I'll be waking Ichigo up instead of vice versa…..Or I could just sleep more…GOD my head hurts….

I snuggled drowsily to the warm, soft thing I was hugging. Wait. This doesn't feel like a pillow….

I opened my eyes quickly and widely then looked down at what I was holding onto. I could tell the object was also obviously startled.

I was sleeping on top of Ichigo….all night…

We stared at each other, wide eyed and equally surprised. I couldn't help but feel a slight breeze downstairs and moved my hand to pull up my pants, never breaking eye contact.

In that exact moment….i realized I was stark-naked, and although I hadn't checked, I was pretty sure that said person I was sleeping on was equally underdressed. Then a couple memories of last night sputtered awkwardly and quickly through my head.

The confessions about how we both found each other attractive turned into a sloppy, drunk make-out session that lasted about an hour, maybe an hour and a half, until we got around to taking off clothes. The transition to my room was hazy, as were some of the actions and details of the night. Some details were missing all together. But I could remember the sex (well, half of it). My headache progressed, only being classified as a low-grade hangover. Ichigo must've processed the past events as well because his face had turned a very, VERY dark and interesting shade of red.

I stumbled a bit on the rolling off process. I just slept with the guy I think I- no- that I HAVE a major crush on and then we just stare at each other? I'm not even sure if I'm happy because it happened, or sad because I wasn't fully aware of myself. This kid was straight last time I checked. He can't have chosen this by free will. No chance in hell. I had as must chance with this guy as a snowball had in the summer.

"I…Sorry, I-….um….I know you aren't….y'know….gay…or anything….this must have been weird….Sorry…" I scratched the back of my head awkwardly, now laying next to him. He looked over at me, confused.

"No, I am gay. I'm sorry about this, too. I mean you're completely straight, right?" He responded apologetically, then looked at me. We stared at each other for a good five minutes.

"I'm not straight." I said in a monotone voice. My jaw clenched and his face was painted with surprise. He didn't think I was…?

We both blinked probably a dozen times before simultaneously launching ourselves at eachother, and instantly kissing feverishly. We continued like this until my alarm clock beeped, making us tear apart faster than I thought possible. Thirty minutes until school. I bit my lip and closed my eyes, and put my palms on my eyes.

"G-go get ready for school…." I whimpered, very unsure of what just happened. I heard quick, embarrassed footsteps and the door close, and then hesitantly opened my eyes. What now…?

I numbly got dressed, feeling some kind of pleasurable pain in my ass. I fit myself into a white Ed Hardy t-shirt and Black tight, skinny jeans. I put on my Black vans and a leather jacket while waiting at the door. Ichigo comes out wearing loosely fit blue jeans and a white dress shirt, unbuttoned three buttons down from the top with a navy blue blazer, sleeves rolled up and the buttons on the blazer undone.

Lord, why is he so attractive?

~TIME SKIP, BITCHES :D~ LUNCHTIME DURING SCHOOL~

"Are you two okay? Have a fight or something…? You keep staring at eachother but aren't saying anything…and you're sitting on opposite ends of the table….which is uber unusual. What's up?" Liz inquired. I tilted my head downward, not talking.

What am I supposed to say? "We got drunk and had sex, now I'm not sure what our relationship status is because he's gay, too, oh yeah and we made out this morning." That would never turn out well. My friends a really understanding and all, but what about Ichigo? That could make him uncomfortable.

"We had a little problem at our training, because I surprised him and he dropped me, and I almost killed him, falling on his throat. It's just a bit awkward….i mean I blame myself and he thinks it's his fault and that I have no reason to be apologeti-"

"Liar. We got drunk and had sex, now neither of us know what to do or make of our relationship status because we're both gay. Oh yeah and we made out this morning after have the revelation that we're both gay. We haven't talked since then." Ichigo interrupted quickly, head down, not making eye contact with anyone. Half of the lunch room looked over at our table and we all put our hands down. It was dead quiet. We heard the talking start up again and we all sat awkwardly.

"So wouldn't that mean you two are….like in a relationship? Or friends with benefits…" Kid interjected quietly enough to let only the table hear. I choked on my sandwich and Ichigo spit his water out.

"Wha-what?" I spluttered, clearly blushing.

Ichigo stood up, completely red in the face and walked out quickly, making a beeline for the hallway. I got up as well, but made a beeline for the opposite direction to the doors to the courtyard. I need some air. I need to think.