Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

Pairing: Kaien x Ichigo, past Grimmjow x Ichigo.

Summary: AU Kaien is the new, young, energetic teacher that everybody loves. Except Ichigo. Ichigo could care less about the new teacher. Until Kaien turns down Ichigo’s friend Rukia and breaks her heart. Ichigo goes to kick his ass and ends up…you’ll see. I wanted to make up for all the angst in the past one-shots, so his mom is alive in this one. Pairing requested by Reige.

WARNINGS!!! Yaoi, sex, smut, lemon, teacher-student relationships, underage sex (Ichigo is 16, legal in Japan).

16 Dono 01

Ichigo’s POV

“Did you hear about the new teacher, Ichigo?” Rukia asked me as we walked to class.

“Who hasn’t?” I grumbled, stepping to the side so that Keigo wouldn’t crash into me as he came flying at me.

“I heard he’s really cute.” She sighed, I swear I could see those little Chappy the Bunny things she likes hopping around her head.

I snorted and opened the door to the classroom, slamming it into Kiego’s face as he came in for a hug. I glanced at the front of the classroom to see a rather nice-looking young man with spiky black hair and a wide grin on his face. He was seated at the teacher’s desk with his legs propped up on it and his hands behind his head.

I rolled my eyes as Rukia gaped at him and took my usual spot at the back of the classroom near Chad and Renji.

The bell rang a moment later and the young teacher stood up, smiling exuberantly and he braced his weight on his desk with both hands. “Hello class! I am Kaien Shiba, but you can call me ‘the cool guy.’ It’s nice to meet you.” He gave a large wink to the class and held two fingers to his forehead that had most of the girls in the class giggling.

Even if he was an idiot, he had this charismatic way about him that make him likable. Annoying, but I figured I could put up with him for the length of the class. Keigo nudged me on my side as I stared out the window making me turn to look at him. “You know, you guys kind of look alike.” I rolled my eyes at him and looked away again. “Except he’s older, and taller, and has dark hair, and doesn’t scowl, and-

I lifted my textbook and smashed it into his face, effectively ending the one-sided conversation. Rukia was staring at him avidly with hearts in her eyes. I gave a little cough and grinned at her as she jumped and glared at me. I turned to face front and immediately jumped back with a shout of surprise when I found myself inches away from our new teacher’s face.

He perched on the desk and looked down at me where I had fallen and smiled widely like nothing had happened. “You didn’t answer, who are you?”

“Kurosaki Ichigo.” I grumbled, getting to my feet and dusting my clothes off while he continued to stare at me.

“Ooooh, well, Kurosaki Ichigo, perhaps you could pay attention to my class, and not the lovely lady on your right.” Rukia turned bright red and started stammering out apologies while Kaien reached a hand out and patted me on the head.

I growled at him and knocked the hand away, taking my seat again as he leaped off the desk and onto the floor. “Whatever.”

“Good!” He ruffled my hair again to my irritation and made his way to the front of the class. Didn’t he know about personal space? What an idiot.

Later…

“Mom, dad! I’m home!” I called out, slipping my shoes off and walking into the house.

“Ichigo.” I found mom in the kitchen, smiling at me brightly as she made some tea. “Sit down, would you like to tell me about your day?”

I sat at the table, setting my book bag to the side and took the cup of tea she offered me. “Thanks. It was fine; we got that new teacher today.”

“Oh? What are they like?” She sipped her own tea slightly and gave me one of those smiles that always melted my heart.

“He’s okay… A bit too touchy-feely though.” I grumbled, my eyes twitching. She gave a little laugh and patted my arm.

“Oh?”

“Nothing really.” I sighed and scratched my head. “He was just messing with me. Rukia has a crush on him, not to mention all the other females.”

I know my tone was a little dark, but it wasn’t like I liked Rukia or anything. I had come to terms with my sexuality a couple years ago and even had a boyfriend. His name was Grimmjow and I really liked him- maybe even loved him- but then I found out he was in a gang and I broke up with him. He still calls me and tries to get me to go out with him, but I refused. My parents were really supportive of my sexuality, my dad even going as far as giving me ‘the talk’ about gay sex. What a douche.

“Is he attractive?”

“Yeah- wait! I’m not attracted to him!” I denied, blushing hotly as she gave a melodic laugh and patted my arm again.

“I’m just teasing, sweetie.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I grumbled and took a gulp of my tea, trying to distract myself from the burning cheeks.

“How was the rest of your day?”

“It was fine.”

We continued to talk until goat-face came in to interrupt us, crying about me not getting enough daddy-hugs. I promptly beat him away and smashed the cup over his head before retiring to my room to do my homework. I slept fitfully that night, for some reason unable to get that bastard’s smiling face out of my head, and the feel of his large hand moving through my hair. Sheesh.

“Kaien-dono!” Rukia greeted Shiba-sensei as enthusiastically as always, blushing darkly when he returned it.

“Rukia-san, Ichigo.” He smiled at me and I ignored the way he dropped my honorific and gave him a polite by tense nod before turning to go to my seat.

“May-may I speak with you after school, Kaien-dono?” Rukia stammered out, playing with the strap of her bag nervously for some reason.

“Yes, yes. Of course!”

When she sat down I sent her a questioning glance but she just shrugged at me, indicating it was either no big deal, or she didn’t want to talk about it. Either way, I left her alone and tried to pay attention to the lesson and not the attractive man teaching it at the front of the classroom.

“Ichigo!” He picked on me, like always. Beaming at me and gesturing with the book in his hand. “Please read to line 240.”

I stood with ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ in hand, ignoring the fact that it was a girl’s part.

“So I, admiring of his qualities.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.”

A couple of the girls in the classroom sighed, fluttering their eyes as they thought their romantic thought. Tch, more like depressing. I sat down, glowering at Shiba-sensei who was staring at me with a goofy grin.

“Excellent, Ichigo! Your voice always utters his work so magnificently.” I gave a humph and crossed my arms over my chest, turning my eyes out the window while I sulked. “Ah, Mr. Grumpy-pants, don’t pout!”

I snarled and picked up my pen, chucking it at him, growling when he dodged. Rukia smacked me in the back of the head. Hard. Rubbing the sore spot, I gave her a little shove and turned my attention to the window once more.

After School…

I was getting ready to walk home when I caught sight of Rukia looking very upset. “Rukia!” I jogged over to her, her head turning towards me so I saw her slightly puffy eyes and miserable face. “What’s wrong? If that prick Byakuya said something again…”

“No, not nii-sama.” She sniffled and looked down at her feet. “I went to go talk to Kaien-dono.” I narrowed my eyes dangerously at the name. “And I…I confessed my feelings! I couldn’t help it, and then he just.” She shrugged and looked away. “He said he was sorry, but he didn’t feel the same way.”

“That bastard.” I growled, my hands clenching into fists. He dared to make Rukia cry!

“Ichigo! Please don’t be angry, it wasn’t his fault!”

I looked down at her and plastered what a hoped was a convincing smile. “I know, of course. I’m just going to go talk to him.”

“Ichigo…” She trailed off, looking uncertain.

“I’m not going to do anything; I’m just going to talk. Walk ahead with Renji, okay?”

She nodded and I gave her another smile before walking calmly back up to the school. As soon as I was out of her view, I let the storm that was consuming my insides break onto my face and I stomped up to his classroom, kicking his door open. He sat there at his desk, with a surprised look on his face.

“Ichigo! What brings you here?” He stood up and grinned cheerfully. I growled and ran over to him, cocking my fist back to slam it into his face. What I didn’t expect was for him to dodge it expertly and use my momentum to throw my face-first into the desk. He grabbed a hold of my arm and pinned it behind my back, holding me down heavily with one of his legs jammed between mine.

“You bastard, let go!” I tried to lift my chest off of the desk but he just pushed me down harder, giving a chuckle at my futile efforts.

“Calm down, Ichigo.” His warm breath ghosted over my ear and I shivered. “This is about what Kuchiki-san told me, isn’t it?” I growled and kicked back at him, disappoint when he easily shifted out of the way. “I wasn’t cruel, I let her down easily.”

“You made her cry, asshole!” I hissed, continuing my frantic squirming and trying so hard not to focus on the way his body was pressed against mine.

“Would you rather I lied and told her I was interested?” He asked, honestly sounding curious.

“No, but you didn’t have to make her cry!”

“She had her heart broken, she will get over it. Besides, my interest lies elsewhere.” I froze as I felt something wet and warm move over the shell of my ear.

“Did you just lick me!?” I asked in shock.

“Yep!” He rocked his hips into my ass and I felt a well-formed hard on pressing against me.

“Get off!” I started flailing around in panic, arching my back and squirming frantically underneath him.

“Oi, oi! Calm down!” He flipped me over onto my back, keeping a firm grip on my wrists. I tried to sit up and kick him, but he slammed me back down and pushed himself so he was in between my legs, and out of harms way.

I panted heavily and started up at his face. He was so handsome, his black hair framing his white face and his eyes fond as he gazed down at me. I swallowed harshly, knowing what kind of picture I made with my hands pinned above my head and my shirt riding up to expose my flat stomach.

“Ichigo.” He said my name again and leaned down, kissing me for the first time. He didn’t force his mouth over mine until our teeth clinked together like Grimmjow did, but snuck his tongue in between my lips and gently coaxed me to open my mouth. I did so, kissing him back hesitantly as he loosened his grip on my wrists and started grinding his hips forward.

“Ah!” I pulled away to gasp for breath, panting as his mouth found my neck and started sucking, gently nipping. His hands slid down my forearms and biceps to my shoulders and down to my chest where he pulled away long enough to push my shirt up and latch his mouth onto my stomach. I cried out and grabbed a handful of his hair, digging my nails into the desk above me as he unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down along with my boxers.

I couldn’t help but thrust my hips up as his mouth enclosed me, providing an intense wet sensation as he sucked on my gently. His hands held my hips down and continued with his pleasurable torture even as I whimpered and tried to push him down further. He pulled away with a wet popping sound and stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Have you done this before?” He asked as he undid his pants, and then tugged mine off the rest of the way.

“Y-yeah, but it’s been awhile…”

“Oh?” He sounded curious, but not angry. “That’s good, then you know what’s coming,” He offered me three fingers and I took them into his mouth. I allowed my eyes to partially shut and I gazed up at him, making sure to give the long digits a hard suck while moaning wantonly. “Heh, you sure it’s been a while?” He pulled the fingers away and lifted one of my legs, baring my entrance to his eyes. He pushed two of them in without warning and I jolted glaring at him for the pain. “Guess so.” He chuckled again and moved the fingers in and out of me, much slower this time as he spread them apart and looked for my prostate.

I jerked again when he found it, giving an embarrassing shout as he grinned at me happily and added a third finger. I flinched and let out a little hiss before I grew accustom to it once more. I wasn’t lying, it had been awhile, but I remembered enough to not tense at the penetrating intrusions. He pressed against my prostate again and I sighed, tilting my head to the side and trying to think of anything remotely unattractive so I wouldn’t shoot off prematurely.

He removed his fingers and pushed his undone pants down enough to release his erection, making me gape at its size slightly. He pressed the head against my entrance and started to push in, but I stopped him.

“Wait!”

“What is it?” He leaned over and nuzzled my hair. “Don’t worry; I’ll go slowly at first.”

“It’s not that.” I managed not to stutter, at least. “But, could you just take your shirt off?”

He practically glowed in happiness at my response and hastily yanked his shirt above his head, almost toppling over when it got hooked on his head. I laughed, pausing as I took in his body. Oh, damn. He was fucking hot. Cut abs, muscular arms, and strong chest. I think I’m drooling a little bit. I hastily wiped the expression off of my face as he finally managed to get his shirt over his head and smiled down at me triumphantly.

“Ready now?” He crawled back up my body and pushed my legs apart, guiding the head of his erection to my puckered hole once more.

I nodded at him and he pushed in. He was slow, just like he promised, but not having sex for almost a year made me tight. It was painful for me as he pressed into my rectum, pausing every time I tensed or let out a muffled sob. I covered my face with both of my hands, trying hard to relax and remember to breath. Long fingered hands took a hold of mine and pried them away from my face, peeking in at me even as he started to move in and out of me.

“Hey there, you okay?” He pressed my wrists down onto his desk and littered butterfly kisses all over my face.

“Yeah.” I gasped as he gave a particularly hard thrust. “Just…trying to get used to it.”

“Hmm.” He kissed me on the lips this time as he lifted my legs up and pressed them to my chest. “Ooh, so flexible!”

“Hah…hah…” My breath quickened and I gave a shiver as my neglected erection was rubbed in between our bodies. “Kaien…”

“You have such a beautiful voice.” I cracked my eyes open to look at his slightly tense face with a smile still on it. He noticed me looking and grinned a little wider before kissing me again, muffling the scream as he picked up the pace almost violently. Our skin slapped together as he pulled almost all the way out of me and slammed back in. It still burned and ached a little, but he made sure to nail my prostate every time, worming his hand in between our bodies to pump me.

“Ah!” I arched my back and wrapped my legs around his waist, squeezing him closer to get him as deep inside of me as he could. I was so close…

I bowed my back and let out a shriek as he thrust into me so hard the desk skidded across the floor. It was just enough to bring me to my climax, spurting all over Kaien’s hand and my stomach as I went limp. He grunted and continued to move frantically above me, his grin for once dropped into a tense line as he penetrated me.

My over-stimulated body was beginning to get a bit sore from the abuse now. I gritted my teeth and lifted my hand above my head to grip the edge of the desk and clenched around him, shoving my hips back against him at the same time. He gave an unintelligent cry and I felt his hot semen spill into me, making me jerk in response.

We both were still for a second, panting to gain our breath back as I tried to find the will to unclench my legs from around his waist. He pulled out of me slowly and grabbed some tissue, holding my leg up to clean me with a look of such utter concentration that I burst out laughing, clutching my stomach as it jarred my intestines.

He leaned over and kissed my lips before rubbing our noses against each other. “You’re lucky I went easy on you.”

“Tch.” I turned my head to the side as memories came flying back to me. “Rukia!” I sat up abruptly, ignoring the painful ache between my legs as I stumbled to my feet and started yanking my clothes back on. “I’m such a terrible friend.”

“If you are concerned about Kuchiki-san, she passed out from blood loss about ten minutes ago right outside the door.”

I gazed at him, horror-struck, and rushed to the door. “Rukia!” There she was, just as he said. A copious amount of blood dripping from her nose with drool coming out of her mouth.

“I think she liked the show.”

“Ergh!” I jumped as my ass got squeezed by a pair of very-strong hands. “Don’t do that!”

“Do what?” He reached around me and grabbed my ass again, ignoring the yelp I gave and the subsequent blow to his head.

“I said don’t!”

“They just can’t help themselves.” One of them snuck down the back of my pants and I let out a very unmanly shriek.

“You should have brought the camera!” We both looked over to see a revived Rukia and a popped-out-of-nowhere Orohime staring at us and trying to stop the blood flowing from their nose.

“Let go!” I yelled, trying to get out of the bear hug he had me in.

“Oh no! I don’t think so!” He nuzzled his face into my hair.

“Help me!” I pleaded, trying to reach out to Orohime imploringly.

“Ho, ho! I don’t think so!” Rukia giggled. “I should have known Kaien-dono was gay.” She said to Orohime. “Although, I can’t say I mind.”

They both watched as I was pinned to the desk again, only leaving when Kaien told them to get out and started fucking me for the second time.

Idiot.

LINE

I enjoyed writing this MUCH more than I should have. I hope you enjoyed reading it just as much :D

This is the vote thus far for ‘Ichigo’s Hole.’ It’s a combination of ff and aff:

A- Grimmjow- 17

B –Nnoitra- 1

C- Ulquiorra- 2

D- Stark- 19

E- All of them: orgy- 41

Or separately- 15