Dark Side of the Moon

Crazy Guardians: Part 2/3
Shirosaki talked to Ichigo the entire time. Ichigo didn’t know whether he should be flattered or worried about Shirosaki’s interest in him. Especially an interest that Ichigo had no idea what the basis for was. He had a suspicion, though, when Shirosaki kept ‘accidentally’ brushing against him and stared at him rather intently.
When they left together he could have sworn that Shirosaki was staring at his ass, he could practically feel his eyes on him. They just went to Denny’s while Ichigo called Yuzu. His dad was screaming in the background so loudly that even Shirosaki could hear him. Shirosaki snorted as Ichigo hung up the phone distastefully. “Your dad is a freak.”
“I know.” Ichigo mumbled.
The dinner went over rather well, and Ichigo had a growing suspicion that this was a date. It didn’t bother him as much as he thought it would. But it made him a little uncomfortable how Shirosaki would stare at him.
Shirosaki actually walked him home, and it made Ichigo feel weird. Like he was some girl that needed to be taken care of. He stammered a little bit as he said good bye to Shirosaki. Shirosaki, of course, found this very amusing. Shirosaki left with the promise that he was going to call Ichigo.
Ichigo came down for breakfast the next morning and immediately dodged one of his father’s kicks. “You are becoming so skilled, my son!” He gushed, the proceeded to sulk at the breakfast table because Ichigo had beaten him up.
“Huh? What’s wrong dad?” Yuzu asked, concerned.
“Shut up.” He said and turned the other way, pouting heavily. She just laughed in response.
“By the way Ichi-nii,” Karin said, “I didn’t notice it yesterday, but are you a bit distracted?”
“R-really?” Ichigo stuttered out. “More importantly, did you guys finish your homework last night?”
Yuzu smiled and nodded, “Yeah. We finished it pretty quickly. We had a lot of free time while you were out.” Ichigo tried to keep his face expressionless, and just nodded.
He bent down to eat again, but was interrupted by a socked foot in his face. “An opening!” Isshin yelled, “You can’t beat your father yet!”
“What are you doing!?” Ichigo yelled once he recovered himself and promptly got into a one armed hitting match with his dad, still holding his food with the other.
“Stop it you guys!” Yuzu said, trying to get them to calm down.
Ichigo went to school as normal, for once at ease, thinking about Shirosaki. Would he call? Ichigo kept his phone on all day, but tried not to think about it. When he finally was at able to push it to the back of his mind, the phone rang. At first, Ichigo didn’t realize it was his. Then he scrambled to answer it. He tried not to sound to eager.
“Yeah?”
“Hey, Strawberry.” Came Shirosaki’s instantly recognizable voice. “Ya miss me?”
“Yeah right.” Ichigo grumbled while Shirosaki’s amused chuckle reached his ears.
“Can ya come hang out with me today?”
“Um, sure. What did you want to do?”
“Can I take you to the movies?”
“A movie sounds good.”
“Can I take you to dinner too?” Shirosaki asked with a hint of hesitation.
“Is this…” Ichigo cleared his throat, wondering how to ask, “Is this a date?”
“Do you want it to be?” Shirosaki asked hopefully.
“Um, maybe…”
“Than it is!” Shirosaki chirped. “I’ll pick you up around 6.”
“Kay, see you then.”
“See ya.”
Ichigo was so nervous by the time 6 o’clock came around. He dressed nice, but casual. When Shirosaki showed up at the door he felt like he was going to die from nervousness. Ichigo had bribed Yuzu and Karin to keep goat face busy when Shirosaki came by.
“H-hi.” Ichigo stuttered when he saw Shirosaki.
Shirosaki smirked when he saw that light blush grace Ichigo’s skin to cutely. “Nice to see ya again, Ichi.”
Ichigo mumbled something underneath his breath, then spoke up a little. “Let’s go before goat-face attacks.”
They almost made it down the walk when Ichigo heard the tell-tale war cry “ICHIGO!!” Ichigo ducked just in before Isshin came with a flying kick.
“Bastard!” Ichigo yelled and ground his heel into the back of his dad’s skull. “Why can’t you act normal?”
Shirosaki laughed as Isshin tried to talk with dirt and gravel in his mouth. “I wanted to meet your date, Ichigo!”
“Fuck off!” Ichigo kicked Isshin in the stomach and he grunted. “Run while you can, Shiro!” He grabbed Shirosaki’s hand and ran down the walk and quickly out of site.
“If you wanted to hold my hand, Ichi, you should have just asked.” Ichigo blushed and dropped the hand he was holding. “No, no! I wanna hold yur hand.” Shirosaki grabbed Ichigo’s hand back and laced their fingers together, making Ichigo blush. “Come on, lets go eat.”
Dinner was pleasant, Shirosaki kept nudging their hands together making Ichigo blush a lot. He wasn’t used to relationships, let alone a relationship with another boy. It was pleasant. All of Shirosaki’s touched seemed to gradually progress more and more until his arm was around Ichigo’s shoulder as they walked to the movie theater. Any odd looks that were sent their way were quickly dissuaded by Shirosaki’s glare that even made Ichigo shiver. Although, that may have been because it turned him on a little bit.
Shirosaki wanted to skip and sing he was so happy. But instead he remained calm so he wouldn’t scare the little berry away. He couldn’t believe he managed to get a date with Ichigo. He so didn’t deserve him, but it wasn’t like he was going to let a thing like that stop him. They got to the theater and Shirosaki paid for everything despite Ichigo’s protest. They sat in back and thankfully it wasn’t that full.
Shirosaki slipped his arm around Ichigo’s shoulder and pulled him close. Ichigo snuggled against him as the movie started, and Shirosaki gave a goofy grin and ran his fingers through Ichigo’s surprisingly soft hair. He hummed to himself lightly and moved those fingers lower to caress Ichigo’s neck. Ichigo turned his head a little into the hands and brushed his lips against them.
The movie was quickly forgotten as Shirosaki lightly turned Ichigo’s chin up and brushed their lips together. A soft tremor went through both of them at the feeling of their first kiss. Shirosaki closed his eyes and pressed their lips together a little more firmly. Ichigo twisted in his seat a little so he was facing Shirosaki and Shirosaki curled his arm a little bit so Ichigo’s head was firmly supported. Shirosaki licked Ichigo’s lips and nibbled on them for entrance, when it was granted Shirosaki slid his tongue in and lapped at his mouth.
He could tell that he was Ichigo’s first kiss, but it wasn’t a bad kiss, just an innocent one. Shirosaki pulled Ichigo closer so that he was practically in Shirosaki’s lap. When Shirosaki ran his hand down Ichigo’s back and grabbed his butt Ichigo’s eyes widened and he made a surprised noise into the kiss. He tried to pull back but Shirosaki kept a firm hold on his head. Ichigo gave up trying to escape and continued to kiss him.
Shirosaki smirked to himself. So cute! He hummed into the kiss and ran the hand that grabbed Ichigo’s butt to the front and palmed the front of his jeans. This time Ichigo was able to yank his head away and pushed at Shirosaki’s hand.
“Shiro!” Ichigo hissed quietly.
“What?” Shirosaki asked and tried to pull Ichigo back into his embrace.
“We aren’t even going out yet and you’re groping me!”
Shirosaki paused for a second then grinned crazily, “Will you be my girlfriend, Ichigo?”
Ichigo blushed and glared at him, “Jack ass! Not with that attitude.”
“Please be my boyfriend?” Shirosaki whined and nuzzled that silky soft orange hair he couldn’t get enough of.
“…Fine…” Ichigo said grudgingly, but was inwardly ecstatic.
Shirosaki smiled and took the opportunity to drag Ichigo in for another kiss. Ichigo stopped him though with his cheeks practically flaming red. “You aren’t just after me for sex, are you?” Ichigo asked shyly.
Shirosaki looked into his eyes, or as much as he could in the dark theater, “No, I’m not just after you for sex.” Then he narrowed his eyes and leered. “Although, I wouldn’t say no to it.”
Ichigo turned even redder at that statement. Before he could say anything more, Shirosaki pressed their lips together. Ichigo readily accepted it this time and even wiggled to get a little closer. Shirosaki could have purred in contentment in that moment. Instead he once again rubbed the front of Ichigo’s jeans, except this time he didn’t let Ichigo escape as he squeaked at the new sensation. He could feel Ichigo’s cock hardening through the jean and his own practically begging to escape the tight confinement.
Instead he moved his hand up a little and undid Ichigo’s jeans. Ichigo pulled away yet again and tried to bat the hand away, making Shirosaki growl. “Let me make you feel good.”
“This is moving a little fast…” Ichigo whispered.
“S’okay. Just enjoy it.”
“But…”
“Ya don’t have ta put standards on our relationship. Just do what feels right.”
Ichigo still looked hesitant, but kissed back when Shirosaki pressed their lips together. Shirosaki moved his hand down again and unzipped the pants, sending a thrill of pleasure and anticipation through Ichigo. Shirosaki was very pleased when he felt the slight damp front of Ichigo’s boxers. With extreme glee, Shirosaki pushed Ichigo’s boxers down and grasped Ichigo’s erection.
Ichigo gasped into his mouth and grabbed Shirosaki’s wrist. Shirosaki moved his hand up and down, uninhibited by Ichigo’s tightening grip. “Shiro…” Ichigo whispered pleadingly. Fuck, this boy made Shirosaki so hot. He so wanted to relieve his own need seeing Ichigo with his eyes half shut and panting quietly.
“Sh…” Shirosaki murmured and sped up his strokes. He was fascinated by the way Ichigo’s eyebrows inclined slightly and his mouth parted to release frantic yet quiet breath. Ichigo came with a cry that was muffled by Shirosaki’s mouth. Ichigo came down from his high as Shirosaki happily licked his come from his hand. “You taste good, Ichi.”
Pink once again tinted Ichigo’s cheeks and Shirosaki grinned. “You’re so cute.” He leaned over and rubbed his nose against Ichigo’s.
“Do you want me to…do you as well?” Shirosaki thought this over in his head, he wanted release so badly right now, but at the moment he wanted Ichigo to just enjoy himself.
“M’okay.” Shirosaki said and pulled Ichigo against him. “Maybe later tonight.”
Ichigo frowned in confusion, “Later?”
“Yeah, ya gonna to spend the night at my place.”
“Um…”
“Don’t think so much, Ichi. I already cleared it with Zan. Just call your old man.”
Ichigo still looked apprehensive, but decided to put the issue aside and snuggled against Shirosaki. Shirosaki rested his head on Ichigo’s and basked in happiness. He couldn’t wait until tonight!
LINE
Author’s note: I really enjoyed writing this part, hope you guys enjoyed reading it. Smut in next chapter! I know its moving fast, but it is just a three-shot.