Yay! I reached twenty reviews for my first yaoi! I'm happy that so many people like it! Thank you all so much! I must apologize for the long hiatus on this story. I'll try not to let that happen too often. Anyway, here's the new chapter of My Brothers

Disclaimer: (Please refer to the first chapter)

Summary: Ichigo knew nothing about his older brothers until last year...how will he survive living with them now that they are the only family he has?

My Brothers

Going to school with my brothers is probably the only time we actually act like real brothers. No touching, no kisses, nothing. I think it's because Rei-nii threatens them that if they touch me during school that there'll be severe consequences. And trust me, you do not want to know what those repercussions are! But that doesn't stop them from trying...

Ichigo sighed as he sat down in his desk at the back of the classroom, his face still flushed from what happened on the bus and what he saw in the bathroom. 'That's the fifth time I've caught them fucking in the bathroom! We seriously need to get that lock fixed!' Yes, Ichigo knew that his brothers had an insectual relationship. Yes, he knew that they're sexually active. Yes, he knew all that, but dammit! Seeing the younger triplets intertwined so intimately like that made the berry's blood boil and the front of his pants tighten.

He slouched in his seat and sighed heavily. Why did he have to have such sexy older brothers? Why did he have to be bisexual? Why was God so cruel? A scowl furrowed his brow when his view was suddenly blocked by a set of hips. Looking up, Ichigo found Inoue Orihime standing in front of him with a worried expression on her face; although his eyes lingered on her generous breasts. "What's up, Inoue?"

"Are you okay, Kurosaki-kun?" her voice was soft as she bit her thumb and twirled her foot nervously.

Ichigo arched a brow before nodding. "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

Orihime tilted her head to the side, her ashen-grey eyes locked with his bright chocolate orbs. "Cause you're blushing redder than the gnomes' hats that steal my hair dryer in the morning."

Blinking at her strange analogy, the berry pressed his hands against his cheeks, feeling the burning heat emitting from them and shot out of his seat. "Shit!" he rushed out of the classroom, tossing Inoue a thanks over his shoulder. Ichigo ran down the hall and into the bathroom, stopping at the sink. Gazing into the reflective glass, he saw that his face was indeed cherry red, almost rivaling with Abarai Renji's hair! Turning on the cold water, the teen splashed the cool liquid on his face and soon his teeth began to chatter.

The frigid water dripped down his brow, cheek, and chin before sliding down his neck, disappearing into his shirt. Ichigo shivered when the droplet slid down his heated chest, over his nipple and causing it to tighten. The cool water felt good against his heated skin and he splashed more of it on his body, trying to cool his blood. It worked after a few minutes and just as Ichigo reached for the paper towels, a voice called out,

"What are you doing, Ichigo?"

The carrot-top knew that deep, sensual voice anywhere and he locked eyes with the piercing orbs of his elder brother. Rei's gold on black eyes seemed to look right through him as he moved with cat-like grace over to Ichigo, taking his chin between his fingers. The eldest Kurosaki watched as the water rolled down his brother's face to his neck and down his shirt. Without warning, Rei pulled Ichigo closer to him and dragged him inside a nearby stall. Sitting down on the toilet, he placed the berry on his lap and moved his hand up Ichigo's shirt, popping open the buttons.

A faint red color dusted over the teen's face at the first cold touch of his brother's fingers. "Rei-nii? What are you..." his sentence trailed off in a low moan when Rei swirled his index finger around his tight nipple and tugged on it sharply. "Stop. We're in school..."

Rei leaned his head down, burying his face in the crook of the berry's neck and shoulder. "Just stay quiet. I haven't been able to touch you in days. Shiro keeps stealing my turns to wake you." he traced the tip of his tongue down to the hollow in Ichigo's neck and found his pulse. Closing his lips over the rapidly throbbing spot, Rei sucked at it greedily. While he was the one who always fussed about the other triplets leaving marks on Ichigo, Kurosaki Rei was the main one responsible for most of them - especially the one of Ichigo's neck and shoulders.

His nimble fingers trailed over the berry's lean chest, mapping out every muscle, how the jumped under his fingertips, and the way his touch made his younger brother sigh out softly. Rei let one hand sink lower down Ichigo's body while the other remained playing with his hard buds. The elder brother quickly pulled the zipper of the younger's pants down and slipped his fingers inside. He pawed at the warm flesh of Ichigo's inner thighs.

Ichigo whimpered and tossed his head back as he ground himself down into Rei's raging erection. "Rei-nii..." he mewled when his brother's hand encased his throbbing flesh, pumping it slowly. "We need to stop."

The elder Kurosaki ignored him, quickening the movement of his hands as he sucked harder on Ichigo's pulse. He pushed his hips up, rubbing himself against his brother's firm ass. Soon Rei felt the berry tense up and warmth flooded over the top of his closed fist. Pulling away from Ichigo's tender neck, the elder brother eyed the dark oval-shaped marking he'd left behind. "Your endurance with me has gone down." he whispered close to his youngest brother's ear as he licked the sticky white fluid off his extremity.

"Shut up." the berry snapped weakly. Why was his elder brother so freakin' skilled with his hands?! It was not fair! Each of them had an amazing sexual talent that made Ichigo weak in the knees. Shiro gave the best blow jobs, Kyo was the best kisser, and Rei was extremely talented with his hands. Although Ichigo knew that his legs were not going to function properly, he stood up. He cursed when he knees buckled and Rei chuckled as he wrapped his arm around his waist for support.

"Go to the nurse's station and rest. I will tell your teacher that you felt ill." he tucked his younger brother's cock back inside his pants and yanked the zipper up. With extreme ease, he swept Ichigo off his feet and into his arms. Rei sighed when the berry struggled and began to demand to be let down, he bit his nipple sharply. "I am carrying you so that I know that you don't lie to me and say you went to the station."

Ichigo flushed faintly as he rubbed his abused bud. He stopped squirming, quickly buttoned his shirt up, and grumpily allowed Rei to carrying him to the nurse. Glaring at anyone who dared to look at him strangely, the berry made a mental note to never let his elder brother have his way while they were in school ever again!

The orange-haired teen stared blankly up at the white ceiling of the nurse's station, thoroughly bored. Ever since Rei told the nurse that he had a cold and need to stay in there until the end of school, Ichigo has been locked in this damned room. Twice, during his stay, couples went into the opposite room and had sex - and every time the girl was either quiet as a field mouse or so loud that the boy had to shush her several times.

Ichigo rolled over on his side and for the second time that day his view was blocked by a set of hips. He frowned when he trailed his eyes up only to see the person's flat chest and bit out, What do you want Rukia?"

Kuchiki Rukia placed her hands on her hips. "Well, excuse me for coming to check up on you. Your elder brother suddenly came into the classroom and announced that you had a cold." The small raven-haired girl frowned at the iciness in the carrot-top's voice. Why is this idiot so dense when it came to the people who actually cared about him. The only reason why she came to see him was because she was concerned about his health. "You don't have to be such an ass about it."

"Whatever." Ichigo kicked his legs up and reclined against the pillow, ignoring the girl completely. The carrot top knew that sooner or later Rukia would get fed up with him ignoring her and leave him alone. And true to his thoughts, the Kuchiki sighed in defeat and walked out of the room, leaving him to his boredom. Ichigo snorted, maybe he should not have brushed the midget off like that. She could have been some sort of entertainment. Her crappy drawings always made him choke on laughter.

Looking at the clock to see that he still had three more hours of school left, the berry decided to go to sleep.

A shadowy figure stalked down the halls, looking around to make sure no one was around, and slipped into the nurse's station. The being checked the desk to see if the nurse was around and grinned widely when he found that it was empty. Walking over to the left hand door, he wrapped his hand around the doorknob and twisted it open, finding his prize sleeping on the bed.

His grin turned feral and like a cat, he pounced on his prey. "I knew I'd find you in here, Ichigo!"

Ichigo snapped his eyes open and chocolate clashed with light blue and he instantly slammed his forehead into the man's above him. The berry cringed as the sharp pain that jolted through his body from the impact, but at least he managed to get that psycho off him. "What do you want, Grimmjow?!"

The teal-haired man smiled, his teeth looking almost sharp as he let out a proud laugh. "You should already know what I want! I want to settle our score!" Ever since Ichigo enrolled in Seireitei High, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez has been harassing the carrot-top into fighting with him. Sometimes it was over a seat in the classroom, first pick of the wooden swords in Kendo, a place in the lunch line, it did not matter. The blue-eyed boy would always fight Ichigo for it.

And so far the score was 3-2, with Ichigo in the lead.

Cracking his knuckles, Grimmjow's smile widened, "Get up Ichigo! I know that you really aren't sick!"

Ichigo sighed and jumped off the bed and rolled his shoulders. A sly smirk settled on his face as a devious glint entered his eyes. "You caught me at a good time, Grimm-kitty." he taunted, knowing that the teal-haired boy hated that nickname. "I was starting to think I would die of boredom!" Rearing his fist back and with quick, almost blinding speed, Ichigo punched Grimmjow in the face.

The force behind the hit took the taller teen by surprise, it was a lot stronger than the last time they fought. But he quickly retaliated, grabbing the arm before Ichigo could pull it back and flipped him over his shoulder and into a nearby table. The table broke under the weight of the orange-haired boy, sending splinters flying everywhere. The wind got knocked out of Ichigo and he saw stars for a brief second before he snapped out of his daze. Just in time to avoid Grimmjow's foot, which would have connected with his jaw if he had not rolled out-of-the-way.

Jumping up, the berry hooked his arm around the blue-eyed teen's neck and clotheslined him to the ground. It was Grimmjow's turn to see stars as his head struck the linoleum floor and he swore that he busted his head open, but no blood pooled beneath him. Ichigo pinned the taller teen down and repeated smacked him with his fists, leaving various bruises on the other man's face. One solid punch to the nose had the cartilage there broke and blood dribbled out of the right nostril. Thinking that Grimmjow finally had enough, Ichigo hopped off of him just as the school bell rung.

Popping the bones in his spine, the berry groaned as his muscles started to ache. "Thanks for the work out, Grimmjow."

"Like I'm losing to you." the taller boy panted out as he rose to his feet, blood dripping down his chin from his broken nose. "No way in hell am I going to lose to you today!" He reared his fist back and slammed it into Ichigo's cheek just as the orange-haired teen turned around. The force of his punch made the berry fly back into the wall and the air in his lungs left him. Grimmjow rushed over and grabbed the shorter boy's head and lifted him into the air, using his other fist to continuously drill his abdomen.

Ichigo grit his teeth against the pain erupting in his stomach as Grimmjow repeatedly struck him there. Jerking his knee up, the berry kicked the blunet away from him, his leg connecting with his side. He then sprung onto the taller teen and twisted his arm behind his back in a painful grip. "Give up, Grimmjow! I'll fight you as much as you want once we're both fully healed." he growled when the blunet continued to squirm and quickly wrapped his other arm around Grimmjow's neck; Ichigo released the taller boy's wrist to keep proper hold. Squeezing the arm around the blunet's throat, he waited until Grimmjow stopped squirming and soon heard his gentle snores, reassuring Ichigo that he did the sleeper hold the correct way.

Slowly removing his arm from Grimmjow's neck, the berry dragged him over to the bed he was resting on and dropped the taller teen on the mattress. "Stupid prick." he said gently as he traced his fingers over Grimmjow's swelling cheek. While Ichigo will never admit to the blunet, he developed a liking to Grimmjow and anticipated their weekly fights. It was not a crush and he damned sure was not in love with the idiot, but more like a budding affection. The berry knew for a fact that the taller boy was just like him; a bisexual. Only because he caught Grimmjow having a threesome with Nelliel, the head cheerleader, and Ulquiorra, the blunet's supposed best friend (even though they were constantly at each other's throats), in this very room.

Withdrawing his hand, Ichigo went to grab his jacket off the back of the chair, wrote an apology note to the head nurse for the damage the room was in and for her to tend to Grimmjow's wounds, and left to look for his brothers outside of the school.

Ichigo knew that he should have bandaged his wounds before leaving the nurse's station because the instant his brothers saw they went into overprotective mode. Rei nearly stripped him of his clothing, Kyo insisted that it was his turn to care for the carrot-top's wounds, while Shiro wanted to know who did it to him. Feeling overwhelmed, the berry shouted for his brothers to stop. He could take care of himself, dammit! Ichigo did not need anyone to worry about him. He's been in and out of different families for two years! The berry has always had to look out for himself, Riruka, and Yukio while they were living together in the orphanage.

"Look!" he exploded. "I'm capable of fighting my own battles and dressing my own wounds! I don't need you three to baby me!" A quick blow to the back of his head sent Ichigo flying to the ground. Holding the tender spot, he glared up at the one who struck him. "The hell was that for Shiro-nii!?"

Shiro glowered at his younger brother, his gold on black eyes livid. "Yer such a fuckin' dumbass, Ichi. Ya need ta realize that yer the only family we've got left. So of course, we're gonna try and protect ya."

Ichigo glared up at the younger triplet before directing it to each of them. "I don't need to be protected. I can handle myself just fine." he got up off the ground and began his trek back to the house. Shoving his hands into his pockets, the berry stared up at sky, wondering why he was so irritated lately. Out of pure curiosity, he looked at the date on his watch. June 11. His eyes widened. It was close. That day was near. A grim look entered his eyes as he drug his feet along the concrete. A swarm of emotions flickered over his face as he finally made it back home.

He went straight to his room and threw himself on his bed, covering his face with his arm. Why were those days so close together? The days he lost his family. Ichigo bit his lips sharply as he felt his eyes burn. No! He won't cry. He has not cried since that fateful day. The berry turned his head towards his door when he heard three sharp and solid knocks against. Sighing, he got up and opened the door. "Yes, Nii-chan?"

Kyo shoved the door the rest of the way open as he and his brothers stepped inside Ichigo's room. It was rather a tight squeeze for all four of them since the youngest Kurosaki's room was only about 5 tatami mats. Rei walked passed his younger triplets and made his way over to Ichigo, who had sat on the bed in effort to make more room. He sat down next to his younger brother and wrapped his arm around his shoulders.

"Ichigo, tell us what is wrong. You rarely ever lash out at us like that." the elder brother stated calmly. He noticed how the berry's soft brown eyes kept flicking from the calendar and back to the ground. Rei cocked a brow. "What does the date have to do with your attitude?"

The orange-haired teen bowed his head even further as he curled his fingers into tight fists. "In a few days..." he began, his voice quiet, "On June 14th...that's the day Oyaji, Karin, and Yuzu died. I don't know how it happened, but it did." Ichigo let out a bitter laugh to hide the fact that he was hurting on the inside. "I had promised to protect them, promised to never leave their sides! And now they're gone!"

WHACK!

Ichigo cringed at the blow that Shiro gave him once again on the back of the head. Tears sparkled in the corners of his eyes as he shot his head up to glare at his older brother. "What the hell, Shiro-nii!"

Shiro grabbed the berry by the chin and forced him to look him in the eyes. For the first time that the carrot-top has known the youngest triplet, Shiro had a calm look on his face. Devoid of all and any emotions. He almost looked like Rei. Shiro's cool breath fanned over Ichigo's face as he said, "Tell me about the promise you made to the girls, the sisters we never knew about."

Rei's eyes widened just a bit at the solid tone, his younger brother was using. He knew that once Shiro was talking like that, he was very serious. Taking hold of the youngest triplet by the waist, he pulled him down into his lap. Nodding, he said, "Yes, Ichigo. Please tell us all about Karin and Yuzu."

Kyo yanked the berry up out of his seat on the bed, sitting back down and making his youngest brother sit on him, his legs dangling. "Yeah, Ichi. We wanna know about the family that we never knew and lost."

Ichigo stared in shock at his brothers. They actually wanted to learn about Yuzu and Karin? Why did they want to know? The carrot-top mentally slapped himself. Of course they would want to know about the girls. They never even knew that they had little sisters to begin with. Taking in a slow breath Ichigo revealed all that he knew about the twins.

They were born on the morning of May 6th and it was a bright, clear day not a cloud in the sky. Karin was the first to be born with tufts of black hair and eyes full of life. Yuzu was born not even two minutes later with curly light brown hair and eyes wide and full of curiosity. Ichigo instantly fell in love with his baby sisters. He was finally a big brother.

He watched them grow, year by year. Taught Yuzu to ride a bike and Karin to play soccer, laughed and argued with them, ate Yuzu's cooking, and most of all protected the like a big brother should. Ichigo told them about how different their personalities were. How Yuzu was bright and always happy, while Karin was more somber and tomboyish. Told them how things changed when their mother died - she was their whole world and everything orbited around her. How the girls tried their best to make up for the loss of her; Yuzu taking up the role of caretaker while Karin never once cried again.

Rei, Kyo, and Shiro listened intently and with great interest about the family that they never knew they had. They felt slightly saddened when their parents had forgotten all about them once the girls were born, but strangely they felt no resentment towards the twins. Instead they felt upset that they did not get the chance to meet them and watch them grow along side Ichigo. Upset that they do not even know what they looked like.

"Ne, Ichi..." Kyo murmured as he hugged the teen closer to him. "Do you have any pictures of the twins."

Ichigo looked at his older brother with wide eyes before shifting them over to Rei and Shiro, who nodded their heads in agreement. They wanted to know what Karin and Yuzu looked like. Hopping off of Kyo's lap, the berry went over to his desk and opened the left-hand upper draw, digging around until he found what he was looking for. It was two family photos, one was before their mother died and the other was of him and the girls. Walking back over to his brother he handed Rei the pictures.

A soft smile tilted at the triplets' faces as they gazed at the photos. Their mom still looked the same as she did when they got sent to America; her long light brown hair was still pulled back into a low ponytail with her bangs resting against her chin and her eyes a soft brown color. Of course Isshin still looked like himself with his spiky black hair and sharp eyes. But what warmed their hearts the most was finally putting faces to the unknown sisters that died two years prior.

Yuzu was almost a splitting image of Masaki with her chin-length light brown hair, wide brown eyes and bright smile, while Karin resembled their father more with her shoulder-length black hair, sharp dark grey eyes, and mischievous smirk. The triplets instantly felt the love of an elder brother for the two girls and was deeply hurt that they never got to meet them. They truly were adorable young children and would have grown up to be beautiful young women.

Shiro traced two long white fingers down the picture of Ichigo and the twins, a soft smile nestled on his face. "We sure did 'ave some pretty little sisters." His eyes lingered on Karin and he smirked a little. "She must 'ave been a lil' badass."

Ichigo arched and brow. "Who? Karin?" he shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes. "I guess she was. Her soccer friends were intimidated by her and sometimes called her, Kurosaki-sama." the berry heard his brothers chuckle and laugh at that and he added on, "Makes it bad when she bossed those boys around."

Kyo howled with laughter as he doubled over, clutching his stomach and wiping at a few tears that leaked from the corners of his eyes. "That's some funny shit! Wish I could've met this little brat."

"Hn." Rei hummed and he rose to his feet, the pictures still in his hands. "As do I." he turned a pleasant smile at Ichigo as he said, "Mind if I frame these and put them on the mantle in the living room?"

The berry did not mind. They were the triplets' family just as much as they were his. He nodded and blinked in surprise when his eldest brother sudden swooped down and kissed him fully on the mouth. Squeaking softly in surprise, Ichigo soon relaxed and returned the kiss, his eyes sliding closed. But as soon as he started, Rei pulled away with a small smirk that made his face looked a bit sinister. Like he was planning something and was tempting Ichigo to fall for his trap.

Kyo frowned. Rei was always the first to kiss Ichigo. Just because he was the oldest and the more dominate male, did not meant that he should always be the first to taste the sweet, heady flavor that was the berry. Reaching out, he grabbed Ichigo by the waist and pulled him closer to him. Tilting his head back, Kyo stared into his younger brother's wide chocolate brown eyes with his gold on black orbs and dipped down to claim Ichigo's lips for his own. Within seconds, the middle triplet left the orange-haired teen breathless and weak in the knees. Damn, Kyo was a fuckin' amazing kisser. He knew just how to make Ichigo turn into putty in his arms.

The middle triplet swept his tongue inside Ichigo's mouth, moaning at the flavor that exploded over his taste buds. That taste of chocolate dipped strawberries that sorely belong to the boy in his arms. Kyo twinned his warm pink muscle with the berry's and started a seductive dance, mapping out every corner and crevice of the teen's mouth."Fuck!" He cursed as he broke the kiss. Kyo pushed Ichigo away from him and walked out of the room, but not before grabbing Shiro by the collar of his shirt.

"Oi! What the hell, Kyo?!" The youngest triplet squirmed in his older brother's hold. "I ain't get my turn with Ichi yet!"

"Look! You can take my turn in waking him up in the morning, but right now I need you to be a good uke and let me take you." Kyo said bluntly.

A light flush tinted Shiro's cheeks pink. "I never agreed to be uke!"

Kyo shot him a smoldering look. "You are now." And he laughed mockingly as he drug a squirming and cursing Shiro to his room. Soon the next thing that could be heard was the sound of the youngest triplet moaning in pleasure.

A drop of sweat rolled down Ichigo's cheek as his brow twitched. He greatly appreciated his older brothers repeated his wish to not have sex with them until he was ready. But to force Shiro to take the brunt of their desires because Ichigo resembled him the most was a bit much. 'I'll make it up to Shiro-nii.'

And that was the day, I told my brothers about our little sisters. I felt like that I formed a stronger bond with them because ever since, we've visited their graves on both their birthday and day of death. I care for my brothers very much and glad that I have them in my life.