Two of a Kind

TWO CHAPTERS POSTED!!! 14 and 15!!!

Review Replies- Lynzee: Was there ever any doubt that Jiro is a pervert XD
BolognaAnChi: Nope! Someone even scarier!
VioletEyes: Nah... It's actually someone from Soul Society who is making an appearance.
msuzamaki: Keigo really is a pervert...
MasterAkira: Ichi likes it when it's naughty! Sh... Don't tell him I told you so.
Yum2: It's not Keigo, actually =D
Anon: Keigo is such a crack head! But in a good way.
Mulle: You will be hearing more from Kenpachi in this chapter, so enjoy!

Chapter fourteen! WoOt!!! After this one, there is only one more to go! Yay! I’m so excited =3 Mostly because that means I can work on other stories that I’ve been aching to sink my teeth into. But I haven’t put a lot of energy into them because I know that I’m not disciplined enough to finished ALL of the stories that I WANT to write, so I finish the ones I have going first. It helps keep me on task ;)

Also, there are a few spoilers in this chapter for the manga. For example, Starrk’s released form. I tried to keep it as vague as possible for those who don’t want to be spoiled while making it interesting for those who have read it and know what I am talking about =D

Beta’d by the very cool Warrior Nun. So cool there doesn’t even need to be an exclamation mark to emphasize it.

Two of a Kind: Chapter 14

“It’s a butt plug!” Jirotoshi said cheerfully and pulled up Ichigo’s pants and fastened them after he licked his hand clean of Ichi’s come. “So it won’t leak out of ya and ya can feel it when ya sit down.” Jirotoshi’s voice grew low and dangerous and he lifted his knee to press against Ichigo’s ass, jarring the plug and making Ichigo inhale sharply.

“Hopefully it will also dissuade the other from trying to take ya, like the one outside the door,” Jirotoshi said matter-of-fact-ly and opened the door. Ichigo gaped at the man standing there and turned bright red at the knowledge that he probably knew what he and Jirotoshi were just doing.

“Kenpachi!” Ichigo cried out and hastily stepped out of the closet to right his clothes a little more and tried to look like he hadn’t just been thoroughly fucked. Or that he didn’t have something up his ass at the moment that was already feeling uncomfortable.

Kenpachi didn’t answer; instead he narrowed his eyes at Jirotoshi who didn’t even try to hide his smugness about what they just did. His pants were even still undone and he reached his hand out to squeeze Ichigo’s ass, purposefully moving his hand so it pressed against the rim of Ichigo’s anus and therefore the plug as well. Ichigo whimpered as his knees knocked together and Shiro had to catch him before he collapsed.

Kenpachi’s reiatsu flared in anger and Jirotoshi raised his in retaliation. ‘Oh shit,’ Ichigo thought, he’d better get these guys somewhere where they wouldn’t do as much damage.

“Let’s go to Urahara’s!” Ichigo said hastily and grabbed Jirotoshi’s hand to drag him along. The first few steps nearly made him fall again, but he suffered through it in order to make sure Kenpachi and Jirotoshi didn’t start a large, dangerous fight near humans. Kenpachi followed them like Ichigo knew he would with the promise of a good fight. He thought that if he beat Ichigo’s lover he might get a chance at Ichigo, too.

The second they got to Urahara’s shop, Jirotoshi popped Chikan into his mouth and he was thrust out. Ichigo sighed and reluctantly did the same with Kon. Then Jirotoshi grabbed Ichigo by the waist and threw him over his shoulder as he stepped through the hole to the training ground. “There’s no way I’m gonna leave ya alone with him,” he said shortly as they dropped below. Kenpachi followed, leaving the two mod souls in their bodies by themselves.

“So who are you?” Kon asked curiously. “I’m Kon…I hope you’re nicer than that asshole.”

“I’m Chikan,” he said politely and shook Kon’s hand. This mod soul was weird and Chikan got an impression of obscene desperation from him. “I think anyone could be nicer than him.”

“Hah! That’s right!” Kon brayed with laughter and Chikan mentally winced at the sound coming from Ichigo’s attractive face. “So, are you a pervert?”

“Yes,” Chikan answered bluntly, hoping to scare the other mod soul off, but it didn’t seem to work. Instead Kon perked up and beamed stupidly at him.

“Awesome! I’ve been looking for someone to come titty-watching with me. I love destroying Ichigo’s reputation like this!”

Chikan grimaced at the idea that his Ichigo’s body, or rather, this body’s Ichigo’s body (did that even make any sense?) was being used that way.

“Actually I’m more of an ass man myself,” Chikan said slowly with a smirk growing on his face.

“Oh yeah?” Kon said with a grin and Chikan nodded.

“Especially Ichigo’s.”

Kon froze at that and Chikan cackled out loud.

…

Underneath the shop in the large training area, Ichigo felt a shiver go down his spine. Jirotoshi and Kenpachi were still fighting and Ichigo was watching calmly from the sidelines until… holy shit, did Kenpachi just got into shikai? Apparently so… Ichigo glanced nervously at Jirotoshi who seemed to be gleefully pleased with the turn of events as he went into his first release.

Should he be worried about either of their lives?

“…”

Nah. Both of the men were like cockroaches. No matter how many times you step on them, rip out their hearts, disembowel them, sever their limbs, decapitate them… Ichigo digressed. No matter how many times you killed them, they would never die. This was why Ichigo wasn’t the least bit concerned when blood started spurting from all the cuts that now adorned both Kenpachi and Jirotoshi’s body.

They’ll be fine.

What he was more concerned about was the massive reiatsu heading towards him that Ichigo recognized as Starrk and Grimmjow. Well shit, that can’t be good. He stood up swiftly and cocked his head with a frown and didn’t even glance over at Kenpachi and Jirotoshi when the sound of their sword’s coming together stopped.

“Oi, Ichi, ya are supposed to be paying attention to us!” Jirotoshi called out. He most definitely was not pouting, but he did look rather put out that his lover wasn’t watching him fight for the sake of love and lust.

“We probably need to deal with these guys first,” Ichigo said with a frown.

“Why?” Kenpachi asked in a deadpan voice. “I already kicked both of their asses, they’re boring now.”

Ichigo’s eye twitched.

“Fine, then I’ll just go and fight them myself…” Ichigo started for the door, but Jirotoshi sonido’d across the room to grab his arm.

“Like fuck ya are! Right now all ya need to do is stay here while Kenpachi and I deal with them.”

“Why don’t you go and deal with them while I stay here and keep Ichigo company,” Kenpachi said as he swung one of his two short swords and let it rest on his shoulder. “I’m sure he could use a good fucking that a pansy like you can’t provide.”

“What did ya say, shinigami?” Jirotoshi spat and rounded on the captain again, making Ichigo sigh as they began to fight. Oh well. It seemed like Starrk and Grimmjow would find Ichigo rather than Ichigo needing to go find them, anyway. Now if only those two idiots would stop fighting each other long enough to fight them.

Then their reiatsu suddenly disappeared. Ichigo froze, his head cocked to the side as he tried to figure out where they went. He should be able to feel them, unless they were hiding their reiatsu somehow? But if so, that meant that…

He didn’t even manage to finish that thought when a hand closed over his mouth and lips brushed against his ear sensually. “Hello, Ichigo,” Grimmjow purred and bit down on the rim of his ear as Starrk appeared beside them. “It’s time to play!”

Oh hell no. Ichigo was really fucking tired of being the fucking damsel in distress and he was NOT going to let it happen this time!

He slammed his elbow hard into Grimmjow’s celiac plexus, making Grimmjow grunt and loosen his hold enough for Ichigo to slip out of it with a twist. He didn’t try to run away, however, and instead unsheathed his sword and slashed at Grimmjow who just barely managed to avoid it.

“So the bitch has claws!” Grimmjow said with a laugh, his blue eyes wide with energy and lust as he drew his own sword. “All right, I’ll play whatever kinky foreplay games you want to play. I’ll be spreading those legs of yours and fucking that tight ass before we’re through!”

“Like hell!” Ichigo cried and darted forward to attack once more.

Meanwhile Jirotoshi, Kenpachi and Starrk were locked in a three-way battle. Jirotoshi had fought more than one opponent before, but never had he fought off two opponents who were also fighting each other. It made for a very interesting fight as their reiatsu sky rocketed in a way that would destroy a lesser soul in an instant.

Jirotoshi’s sword came down to clash against Kenpachi’s just as Starrk shot a massive cero at the both of them, forcing Jirotoshi to back flip out of the way. Kenpachi held his ground and instead crossed his swords together in an X and braced his foot as the energy tore at him.

Jirotoshi took the opportunity to attack Starrk who was forced to let up his attack on Kenpachi in order to send his pack of wolves at Jirotoshi, making several of them explode. From the corner of Jirotoshi’s eye he could see Ichigo holding his own against the sexta espada and he grinned. That was his Ichi.

He immediately turned his attention back to his opponents when Kenpachi and Starrk attacked him at once. Jirotoshi cackled in glee at the challenge they presented and caught the blow of Kenpachi’s blades while twisting his body in a half summersault to kick Starrk in the chest and send him flying.

“Heh, I guess you aren’t such a pansy,” Kenpachi said with his maniacal smile as he bore down on his blades, trying to make Jirotoshi crack under the pressure. “But in the end, Ichigo is going to be mine.”

“Fuck that,” Jirotoshi growled underneath his breath and threw Kenpachi back before going into his second release. Energy circled and flared around him like a tornado and his black and gold eyes glared at Kenpachi. “Ya will never have Ichigo.”

At the same time, Ichigo was panting as he eyed Grimmjow who was crouched a few feet away with a feral grin. His long blew hair twisted down his back and his tail twitched as he prepared to pounce. This time Ichigo was ready for it and he managed to twist to the side as he brought his sword down, slicing through Grimmjow’s thick armor and cutting into the skin underneath.

Grimmjow recoiled in pain, but didn’t back down even as Ichigo moved to strike again.

…

Jirotoshi threw back his head and laughed at the sight of Starrk unconscious before him. Stupid premera should have known that he was nothing against the zero espada. Now that only left Kenpachi. He turned to the shinigami captain with a smirk that Kenpachi readily returned.

“Ya may have defeated the premera before, but he is nowhere near as powerful as me,” Jirotoshi said as he took a step forward with his clawed hand outstretched. “If ya agree to go back to Soul Society without a fight then I’ll…no, wait. I just wanna kick your ass so ya know to never think about something that doesn’t belong to ya again.”

“I don’t belong to anyone!” Ichigo yelled over his shoulder at Jirotoshi and side-stepped Grimmjow’s lunge.

“Keep telling ya-self that, Ichi!” Jirotoshi yelled back and then moved forward to attack Kenpachi once more. Ichigo so belonged to him, he just had to make Kenpachi realize it.

…

Chikan had long since knocked Kon out for being irritating. Apparently he freaked out once he realized that Ichigo and Jirotoshi had been playing earlier. He couldn’t feel things in Ichigo’s body like Ichigo could, but it was the idea that Jirotoshi was screwing Ichigo that made Kon freak out.

So Chikan hit him in the back of the head and basked in Ichigo’s reiatsu, ignoring all the others. He couldn’t help but sneak his hand into his boxers and close his pale fingers over his erection. He could ignore that this wasn’t really hid body as he laid back and jerked off to thoughts of Ichigo and all the things that he wanted to do to him.

Things that he most certainly could NOT do in a unicorn plushie.

…

Jirotoshi felt quite satisfied with himself as he stood over Kenpachi’s bloody body. He was alive, but only just barely. Ichigo was also victorious, although the expression on his face wasn’t as smug as Jirotoshi’s. He also wasn’t covered in quite as much blood.

Ichigo sighed heavily and walked over to his grinning boyfriend, who he once against told himself was NOT certifiably insane.

“You look like an idiot when you smile like that,” Ichigo muttered and brushed his thumbs over Jirotoshi’s face, smearing the blood there. Jirotoshi eased back down into his normal form, pre-release state and wrapped his arms around Ichigo.

“We need to go,” Ichigo murmured and leaned up to kiss Jirotoshi chastely. “Yuzu expects us home for dinner.”

“But Ichi,” Jirotoshi whined and threw his arms around his brother. “I’m horny from all this fighting and blood!”

Sure enough, there was a rather sizeable erection pressing into Ichigo who was feeling more than a little ticked off.

“Who the hell gets horny during a fight!?” Ichigo snarled and tried to stomp away but Jirotoshi snagged him and dragged him close for a tight hug. He snuggled Ichigo close and nuzzled his hair with a soft sight.

“C’mon, Ichi,” Jirotoshi said imploringly and moved his hand down Ichigo’s body to cup his erection. “Let’s get ya back in your body so I can play with that little toy I put in ya earlier!”

“What the fuck!?” Ichigo cried in embarrassment and shoved Jirotoshi away. “I still can’t believe you did that to me, it felt so weird.”

“Ah, but it’s also so fun!” Jirotoshi sing songed and followed Ichigo up the stairs to the upper level of the store. Ichigo got even angrier when he found Chikan just after masturbation with his pants unzipped and his hand still sticky. It didn’t help that Kon was unconscious and he didn’t even want to KNOW what went on when they were gone.

“I’m never leaving Chikan alone with my body again,” Ichigo said with a stricken look on his face. “Who knows what he did with it!”

“Well your clothes are still on, so I bet he just got irritated with that fucking idiot mod soul Kon and knocked him out or something,” Jirotoshi said, speaking as though Chikan wasn’t there. He immediately knocked the perverted mod soul out of his body and hopped back into his body. He wiped his hands off in the inside his pants and zipped up as Ichigo slipped back into his body.

“Ah, fuck,” Ichigo groaned as he sat up in his body again, “this fucking thing is still inside of me.” He grimaced and clutched his back, making Jirotoshi chuckle as he pushed Chikan in his pill form into his pocket.

“We’ll play more with that later,” Jirotoshi said seductively, but Ichigo ignored him in favor of looking at his watch.

“Shit, Yuzu’s gonna be sad if we’re both late,” Ichigo said and grabbed a hold of Jirotoshi’s hand to run back to their house.

Jirotoshi decided not to complain, since Ichi was holding his hands anyways.

Down in the basement of the shop, Urahara sighed and looked at the aftermath that the Kurosaki brothers left him to clean up.

“I’m not giving Jirotoshi anymore free toys to play with Ichigo-kun,” Urahara said with a pout and went about dealing with the mess.

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So after this there is only one chapter to go and you get be certain that it will be almost pure smut! Almost…