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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
6,553
Reviews:
22
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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lost in a dream
Yaoi is in the air 2007-01-05 id # 3000012437
OMG OMG OMG OMGAWDDDDDD!!!!! You REALLY should update soon or I'm gonna go Emo and eat my own liverrrrr!! I've been dreaming (lusting) for a stalker-Ichi-chan story for centuriessss! I even saw in the summary, Ichi is gonna have a babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!! *lies in puddle of drool*
I luv you foreverrrrrrr if you update soon!!!!!!
~the VERY desperate reviewr~
-Thank you so mutch for your review, thanks to you I had this chapter done in no-time.
please review again, and leave your liver alone please-
Chinksta 2007-01-05 id # 3000012438
Heh, that was sexy. There were some typo mistakes, but the reading was fine! I have no idea what Malize Mizer is, but your chapter gave me an interest :). How 'bout updating next chapter?
:snickers: lil' strawberry.. Fits Ichigo PERFECTLY.
-Thanx, i know my grammar and typo isn't that great, I'm from the Netherlands so English isn't my first language,but hey i am doing my best, and yes I thought the same thing about it XD XD XD-
KillerKim 2007-01-06 id # 3000012448
Hey I love the fic, but 'duh' I forced you to write it XD XD (stand with whip behind you XD)
Hope that you put up chappie 2 up soon :P
~xXx~ K.K.
-Hey thanks for the review, and don't forget i want one with every chapter, so i know if my story is to your wishes master KillerKim hahaha-
Chapter 2: Lost in a Dream
/What..the ..fuck?/
Ichigo didn’t knew what to think.
First he was running after Kon for another sexual encounter in HIS body,
The next moment a strange man end up confessing that he is a lovestruck stalker that has been peeking at him for a long time...shit he didn’t see him naked did he? Maybe he had to get some of those mirored carglasses for his room, or thicker curtains....
/Wait a second../
Suddenly he rememberd something. Ichigo checked his pockets and the ground surrounding it, but there was no sign of Kons capsule.
/Fuck I think he still has it, shit what to do now,I don’t know anything of the guy. Well except he is a bit of a creep...ok maybe a little sexy...and mysterious..STOP IT! First things first,what if he wants something in return? Like..hmmm...AAARG!/
This was getting him nowere,well except a ticket to redheadland....
Ichigo yawned wide.Maybe first some sleep to clear his mind.
He turned around and started to walk back to his home.
Behind him a pair of eyes followed him from the stadows, a milkwhite set of teeth appearing underneath it in a smile, flashing a hint of sharp fangs...
’YOURE ONE HOUR PAST CURFEW SON!!’’
As soon as he opened the door his crazy father went flying at him,one leg streched in a attempt to kick his oldest son in the chest.
With one hand ichigo grabbed his fathers leg,turned it a quarter and slammed him face-first into the wall, in the meanwhile he didn’t stopped walking to the kitchen for a small snack before sleeping.
As soon Isshin had his face released from the wall he flew at ichigo again,this time with tears in his eyes and screaming ’MASAKI LOOK HOW STRONG HE HAD BECOME,HE’S JUST LIKE ME!!’’
’Yeah right in your dreams Old crazy man’’With in his one hand a plate with a sandwitch and in his other a glass of milk,Ichigo had no choice put to slam the man on the ground with his leg, while making shure his milk wouldn’t spill.He went op to his room and slammed the door in his father’s face when he tried to jump after him.
With a sigh Ichigo fell into bed,his snack standing on his desk, already forgotten.The stranger kept flashing back into his mind,he just couldn’t stop it, in fact , he didn’t even mind as mutch as he should.
With another big sigh he stood up and started to take his shirt off, showing his lean figure to the world.
/wait a second/
with a start he pushed the shirt back down,turning around and looked outside,checking for any unwanted eyes.He didn’t saw any but still pulled his curtains closed.His thin,white,see-trough curtains....
/damn like that is going to help/ Ichigo thought with a small sudder going down his spine.
Ichigo changed into his pyama-pants as fast as he could
(and as a stand-in shinginami with a speed-bankai,it was really fast)
He stepped in his bed and tried to get some sleep,but the images where still invading his mind.Klaha..Klaha..Klaha...
Slowly he was getting in a deep sleep....
His eyes opened.
/Where am I? Where is this?/
ichigo looked down at himself, and his eyes went big
/And why the fuck am I naked?!/
His hands went down to cover his manhood, and again he put his own name to shame with the color his cheeks became, and not only the cheeks on his face....
’That is definently a nice color on you, little strawberry’’
Ichigo whirled around, he knew that voice!
Standing befor him was Klaha, this time dressed in a velvet red jacket and pants, again matched with high leather boots and a frilly collar. His lips were forming a gentle smile, while his eyes continued to check Ichigo out, who went even redder than before.
’So how do you like my house, little strawberry?’’ Klaha asked befor ichigo could even open his mouth.
Only then Ichigo became aware of the room he was in.
The room was big, about as big as his livingroom plus kitchen.
The room was totaly in victorian style and was arranged like an enormous living-room,there was one thing that really stood out:
Everything was a hue of red or orange, even the windows were!
’why is everythink red en orange?’’
’This is especially made so it would always remind me of my little strawberry’’Klaha said with a small wink.
’How long have you been stalking me?Why me?Who are you?’’
’My my, those are a lot of questions, why don’t you come and sit with me?I will answer all of your burning desires’’Klaha went to a big chair and sat down, patting his lap for ichigo to sit down on.
’You sick fuck’’ ichigo muttert and went to sit down on a chair opposite of the one Klaha was sitting in.When he was sitting he looked Klaha in the eye.
’whell? Don’t you have some burns to put out?’’
Klaha’s lips curled further in a bigger smile,revealing his fangs to the other boy.....
OMG OMG OMG OMGAWDDDDDD!!!!! You REALLY should update soon or I'm gonna go Emo and eat my own liverrrrr!! I've been dreaming (lusting) for a stalker-Ichi-chan story for centuriessss! I even saw in the summary, Ichi is gonna have a babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!! *lies in puddle of drool*
I luv you foreverrrrrrr if you update soon!!!!!!
~the VERY desperate reviewr~
-Thank you so mutch for your review, thanks to you I had this chapter done in no-time.
please review again, and leave your liver alone please-
Chinksta 2007-01-05 id # 3000012438
Heh, that was sexy. There were some typo mistakes, but the reading was fine! I have no idea what Malize Mizer is, but your chapter gave me an interest :). How 'bout updating next chapter?
:snickers: lil' strawberry.. Fits Ichigo PERFECTLY.
-Thanx, i know my grammar and typo isn't that great, I'm from the Netherlands so English isn't my first language,but hey i am doing my best, and yes I thought the same thing about it XD XD XD-
KillerKim 2007-01-06 id # 3000012448
Hey I love the fic, but 'duh' I forced you to write it XD XD (stand with whip behind you XD)
Hope that you put up chappie 2 up soon :P
~xXx~ K.K.
-Hey thanks for the review, and don't forget i want one with every chapter, so i know if my story is to your wishes master KillerKim hahaha-
Chapter 2: Lost in a Dream
/What..the ..fuck?/
Ichigo didn’t knew what to think.
First he was running after Kon for another sexual encounter in HIS body,
The next moment a strange man end up confessing that he is a lovestruck stalker that has been peeking at him for a long time...shit he didn’t see him naked did he? Maybe he had to get some of those mirored carglasses for his room, or thicker curtains....
/Wait a second../
Suddenly he rememberd something. Ichigo checked his pockets and the ground surrounding it, but there was no sign of Kons capsule.
/Fuck I think he still has it, shit what to do now,I don’t know anything of the guy. Well except he is a bit of a creep...ok maybe a little sexy...and mysterious..STOP IT! First things first,what if he wants something in return? Like..hmmm...AAARG!/
This was getting him nowere,well except a ticket to redheadland....
Ichigo yawned wide.Maybe first some sleep to clear his mind.
He turned around and started to walk back to his home.
Behind him a pair of eyes followed him from the stadows, a milkwhite set of teeth appearing underneath it in a smile, flashing a hint of sharp fangs...
’YOURE ONE HOUR PAST CURFEW SON!!’’
As soon as he opened the door his crazy father went flying at him,one leg streched in a attempt to kick his oldest son in the chest.
With one hand ichigo grabbed his fathers leg,turned it a quarter and slammed him face-first into the wall, in the meanwhile he didn’t stopped walking to the kitchen for a small snack before sleeping.
As soon Isshin had his face released from the wall he flew at ichigo again,this time with tears in his eyes and screaming ’MASAKI LOOK HOW STRONG HE HAD BECOME,HE’S JUST LIKE ME!!’’
’Yeah right in your dreams Old crazy man’’With in his one hand a plate with a sandwitch and in his other a glass of milk,Ichigo had no choice put to slam the man on the ground with his leg, while making shure his milk wouldn’t spill.He went op to his room and slammed the door in his father’s face when he tried to jump after him.
With a sigh Ichigo fell into bed,his snack standing on his desk, already forgotten.The stranger kept flashing back into his mind,he just couldn’t stop it, in fact , he didn’t even mind as mutch as he should.
With another big sigh he stood up and started to take his shirt off, showing his lean figure to the world.
/wait a second/
with a start he pushed the shirt back down,turning around and looked outside,checking for any unwanted eyes.He didn’t saw any but still pulled his curtains closed.His thin,white,see-trough curtains....
/damn like that is going to help/ Ichigo thought with a small sudder going down his spine.
Ichigo changed into his pyama-pants as fast as he could
(and as a stand-in shinginami with a speed-bankai,it was really fast)
He stepped in his bed and tried to get some sleep,but the images where still invading his mind.Klaha..Klaha..Klaha...
Slowly he was getting in a deep sleep....
His eyes opened.
/Where am I? Where is this?/
ichigo looked down at himself, and his eyes went big
/And why the fuck am I naked?!/
His hands went down to cover his manhood, and again he put his own name to shame with the color his cheeks became, and not only the cheeks on his face....
’That is definently a nice color on you, little strawberry’’
Ichigo whirled around, he knew that voice!
Standing befor him was Klaha, this time dressed in a velvet red jacket and pants, again matched with high leather boots and a frilly collar. His lips were forming a gentle smile, while his eyes continued to check Ichigo out, who went even redder than before.
’So how do you like my house, little strawberry?’’ Klaha asked befor ichigo could even open his mouth.
Only then Ichigo became aware of the room he was in.
The room was big, about as big as his livingroom plus kitchen.
The room was totaly in victorian style and was arranged like an enormous living-room,there was one thing that really stood out:
Everything was a hue of red or orange, even the windows were!
’why is everythink red en orange?’’
’This is especially made so it would always remind me of my little strawberry’’Klaha said with a small wink.
’How long have you been stalking me?Why me?Who are you?’’
’My my, those are a lot of questions, why don’t you come and sit with me?I will answer all of your burning desires’’Klaha went to a big chair and sat down, patting his lap for ichigo to sit down on.
’You sick fuck’’ ichigo muttert and went to sit down on a chair opposite of the one Klaha was sitting in.When he was sitting he looked Klaha in the eye.
’whell? Don’t you have some burns to put out?’’
Klaha’s lips curled further in a bigger smile,revealing his fangs to the other boy.....