Cherry Lips

Review Replies- Anon: Yeah, I fixed the name. Sorry about that!
Kunitsu: I will be updating regularly so it won’t be weeks between chapters.
Bittsweetmis: I’m glad that this story warrants a bookmark =D
Eternal Requiem: Does Aizen know he is a guy? He might not…
Xgangsofasiax: Thank you! I like writing AU because it gives me more creative license, although it’s fun to come up with plots that are canon.
MarsInsane: There’s an explanation of the ‘Kun’ below, but when I looked it up it said that kun could be used for older men talking to younger women.
Blue: I guess you’ll see now =P
AnimeAngelSisters: Well my beta really likes this story so I think others will too.
MasterAkira: What else could a girl ask for…smut? >=3
Delicious Lil Devil: Well I am a so-so artist so I might put something up on DA with Ichigo cross dressing. Although other artists’ interpretation is also welcome!
Blue-eyed Fox: Yes I actually prefer AizenxIchigo consensually because it makes it so much hotter when they finally get together willingly.
Usmorgon: Well I’m glad I described it enough then =D I won’t describe every outfit in a lot of detail because I know it gets really boring easily…I’ll leave some of it up to the readers’ imagination.
Neon Oranges: I know, Garbage rocks!
Lynzee: There will definitely be some drama over Ichigo being a boy.
Countrygirl10: My muse does love me…a little too much. He’s always giving me all these ideas that I can’t write fast enough to keep up with.
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Lady_Pippy: I hope that you were happy when you checked back and saw that I’ve updated then!

Notes on Japanese Honorifics: While ‘kun’ is generally used for males, in formal settings ‘kun’ can also be used for females. I was trying to show a degree of professionalism on Aizen’s part to show how he’s not a lecher… but I know there are different interpretations of kun, san, chan, sama etc, so if anyone has any corrections feel free to tell me. Aizen will be less formal with Ichigo so there won’t be as many honorifics, but if it is dead wrong then I do want to know because I’m trying to make this as authentic as possible.

Beta’d by WarriorNun- thanks again!

Cherry Lips: Chapter 2

“You what!?”

Ichigo growled from his position on the couch where he was curled up with a pillow over his head. “I know!!!”

“Man, Ichi, you’re fucked.” Renji frowned and threw himself on the couch next to Ichigo. Ikkaku was laughing hysterically on the floor, making Rukia glare and kick him.

“Shut up, you idiot! This is serious!”

“But Berry-tan has a date…with a man!”

“With a Yakuza boss who could very well kill Ichigo if everything doesn’t go his way!!!”

Ikkaku stopped laughing. “But…why would he kill Ichigo?”

“I dunno, maybe because he thinks I’m a woman when I’m a MAN and if someone finds out his reputation would fall!?”

“Oh…then don’t let him find out, it’s not like you have to date him.”

“What if he gets angry when Ichigo rejects him?” Rukia asked rhetorically and Ikkaku frowned.

“We can protect him…”

“Against the Yakuza!?”

Renji gave Ichigo’s head a pat when he groaned and tried to dig himself deeper into the couch. “We’ll think of something.”

“But tomorrow…I’ll have to go on a date with him!”

“It’s just one date.” Rukia said thoughtfully and tapped her chin. “Just get him to not like you, without being offending.” She gave another hum. “If you act like yourself, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean!?” Ichigo raised his head up enough to snarl.

Renji chuckled and began to pull the bobby pins out of Ichigo’s hair. “No problem at all.”

That was how Ichigo found himself at Rukia and Byakuya’s apartment with a rather hyper Orihime holding up outfits for him to put on. She was the one he had borrowed the clothes from originally, but he had to use Rukia’s bra because it was harder to make it look like he had enormous boobs.

“You’re so cute, Ichigo-chan!” Orihime squealed and went off into one of her fantasies which probably involved Ichigo as a cross dresser.

“Er, right.” Ichigo sighed for the hundredth time as Rukia held up a shirt to his face. “Please don’t call me chan.”

“Hm…I think black would be best for evening, especially with your hair…and this skirt…”

“Eh!?” Ichigo’s eyes widened. “No skirt!”

“Don’t be a baby. You’ll have to shave your legs…but maybe then your hair will grow back thicker.” She smirked at him. “It’s so fine and soft as it is…”

“Shut up.” He said grumpily.

“Go shave your legs and any other body hair that would show while Orihime and I finish picking out your clothes.”

“Whatever.” He went to do what she said because Rukia scared him sometimes…and she didn’t mind punching him if he didn’t.

It felt weird to have smooth legs. When they brushed against each other he almost jumped in surprise because he didn’t realize that it was his legs that were touching each other.

He was forced to wear women’s clothes yet again as he donned a knee length skirt that was loose and comfortable and the black shirt that Rukia decided on earlier that had slits over the arms. This time she spiked his hair and had a single chunk fall into his eyes. He almost had a heart attack when she came at him with an eye pencil to do his make up and she threatened to stab him if he moved.

His life flashed before his eyes several times before they were done. “There!” Rukia announced and stepped away to admire her handy work.

“Ah! I’m so jealous, Kurosaki-kun!” Orihime gazed at him with gleaming eyes. “You’re so pretty!”

“It’s not like I want to be.” Ichigo said with a frown, making Rukia punch him hard in the stomach. He staggered back with a gasp and glared accusingly and the brunette woman.

“Suck it up, bitch.”

“Fuck you.”

Ichigo was just happy that Byakuya wasn’t there. He would probably give a condescending smirk and say how he always knew Ichigo was that way. Pompous bastard. Not that he would ever say that out loud near Rukia who had no qualms about kicking his ass.

“I’m a man, damn it!” Ichigo cursed and thumped his chest which was far less effective when he had a slight bust.

Orihime giggled and patted his arm. “Don’t worry Kurosaki-kun, you look great.”

“Is that supposed to reassure me?”

“Yes.” Rukia glared at him and tugged Orihime close so she was resting her chin on the taller woman’s shoulder. “Don’t take your anger out on Orihime.”

“Sorry, Inoue…” Ichigo mumbled and had the grace to look sheepish. “This whole thing just bugs me.”

“It’s fine, I understand.”

He walked down the steps slightly unsteadily with his high heels, but managed to get used to them pretty quickly. There was still five minutes before Aizen was supposed to pick him up, but he didn’t want to let the Yakuza see where Rukia and Byakuya lived.

Ichigo only had to wait one minute before a plain blue car with tinted windows pulled up and a man with blue hair got out of the front to open the back door for him. He could feel the man’s eyes lingering on his legs and he had to fight the urge to kick him where it hurt.

Aizen Sousuke sat in the back seat wearing dark slacks and a button down shirt with a blazer over it. He had said to dress casual, but he seemed to dress up more than Ichigo did and they had a driver. Although from the way his eyes roamed over Ichigo’s body, he didn’t seem to mind in the least. But to his credit, his eyes stayed on the orange haired man’s face and not his womanly body.

“You look nice this evening, Ichigo.” The way he purred his name made Ichigo a little nervous.

“Thank you, Aizen-sama, you do as well.”

“Please call me Sousuke.”

“Sousuke-san.” Ichigo still felt nervous about addressing such a dangerous man so informally, but since the brunet requested it he wasn’t going to deny it.

“You have no reason to fear me.” Aizen sounded a little amused as he studied Ichigo’s some-what stiff posture and the way he had his body shifted away from the man defensively.

“I’m not afraid of you!” Ichigo forgot himself for a moment and scowled, then his eyes widened in shock as he remembered exactly who he was addressing. “I- I mean…”

Aizen laughed, a deep throaty chuckle that would make a woman’s breath hitch but only made Ichigo slightly irritated. “I like that fire in you, it’s so refreshing.”

Ichigo wanted to scowl again but remembered the advice from Rukia to not offend the Yakuza man. “So, where are we going?”

“I hope you like curry.”

“Yeah, it’s good.” Ichigo answered a little bit awkwardly. He had no idea how he was supposed to act on a date. He once tried to date Rukia but it was just plain weird and both of them decided that they were in no way attracted to each other. He had no dating experience other then that and especially not the female part of the dating role.

“You don’t have to be so nervous.” Aizen said with another chuckle and leaned back in the seat. The driver glanced into the rear view window and gave Ichigo a once over until Aizen glared at him in warning. “You haven’t been on a lot of dates?”

Ichigo turned red slightly and looked away. A dangerous glint appeared behind Aizen’s glasses but Ichigo was too busy looking out the window to notice.

“Here we are, Aizen-sama.” The driver said and pulled up to a restaurant that was a little pricier then one Ichigo would have chosen.

“Thank you, Jeagerjaques, I’ll call when we’re ready to be picked up.”

“Yes sir.”

He drove off an Aizen offered his arm to Ichigo who shakily took it. It was strange to be so close in proximity to Aizen who he was unfamiliar with and clearly wanted him for something other than friendship.

Ichigo shifted slightly uncomfortably as the host beamed at them and led them to their seats. It was actually a nice place, dimly lit with candles, but not so dark that they couldn’t easily make out each other’s faces.

They were seated and a waiter came to take their beverage orders and left again. “I find it odd that a woman as beautiful as you hasn’t been on many dates.” Aizen mused as he gazed into Ichigo’s eyes.

“It’s not that I don’t have any offers.” This was true. Ichigo was asked out many times from both girls and guys. “I just find most people to be…boring.”

Aizen smirked and rested his chin on his fist gracefully. “Well then I am even more honored to have you as my date tonight.”

“Have you gentleman and lady decided?”

“I’ll be having the ishiyaki curry.” Aizen told the waiter, not even looking away from Ichigo.

“I’ll have the dorai curry.” Ichigo handed the waiter his menu and jolted a little when the waiter purposefully ran his hand over Ichigo’s.

“Your food should be ready soon.” The man gave a saucy smile to Ichigo and Aizen’s eyes narrowed. The Yakuza made a mental note of the waiter’s name tag to have him fired later.

“Don’t look at him so cruelly.” Aizen blinked and frowned at Ichigo who was scowling. “It’s obvious what you were thinking. He doesn’t know we are on a date.”

“Then maybe I should make it clearer.” Aizen got over his surprise at being addressed by Ichigo that way and rested his hand on Ichigo’s and rubbed the orange man’s knuckles with his thumb. “After all, we wouldn’t want to give anyone the wrong impression.”

“Er…” Ichigo turned red again and purposefully took a sip of his wine to pull his hand away and then set them out of reach.

Aizen didn’t look in the least put out and instead rather amused. “I apologize, am I being too forward with you?”

“Yes, you are.” Ichigo answered truthfully.

“There’s that fire again.” Aizen leaned forward and dragged a finger up his bare forearm, forcing Ichigo to suppress a shudder. Thankfully the man leaned back and allowed Ichigo his space.

“You are quite the mystery to me, Miss Zangetsu.” He took a sip of wine and stared at Ichigo almost expressionlessly. “Do you go to school in Hachioji?”

“Yeah, at TMU.” Ichigo was wary of giving too much information to this man, but he wasn’t a very good liar and Aizen wouldn’t find any information on Ichigo ‘Zangetsu.’

“What are you studying?”

“I’m double majoring in education and English.”

“Any particular reason why those two?” The man actually seemed interested and not just going through the motions.

“I would like to be a teacher someday, and it always looks better to have a second language on your resume.”

“Do you like kids then? Is that why you want to be a teacher?”

“They’re okay…I was more considering towards being a University professor then teaching young kids.” He smiled and was a little surprised with how natural it felt. “What about you? Have you always been in your…profession?”

Aizen laughed and Ichigo noticed how much nicer it sounded then the chuckles he gave. “You could say I was born into it. Either way, it’s what I was made for.” Ichigo suppressed a shudder at the thought of what Aizen did that he was ‘made for.’

Luckily their food came soon enough and their mouths were otherwise occupied with eating. Ichigo mused about the enigma that was Aizen Sousuke as he ate. It was obvious that he put on a persona to make himself appear more charming, but he wondered what the point was if most everyone knew who Aizen Sousuke was. Perhaps because they knew the name and not the face, but why try to do so with Ichigo who knew who he was? It made Ichigo rightfully wary that the man was trying to charm ‘her’ into bed, which was the last thing Ichigo wanted to do.

“Would you like to accompany me for a walk in the park?”

“Oh! Um, I have classes tomorrow and I shouldn’t be out too late…” Ichigo trailed off and tried not to seem like he wasn’t completely rejecting the man.

“The park closes at nine; I’ll have you home before ten.” Aizen promised and leaned forward to stare into Ichigo’s eyes. A tactic Ichigo was quickly learning was Aizen’s main way of intimidation without trying to seem like he was purposefully doing it. “Has the night been displeasing?”

“No, of course not.” Ichigo was quick to reassure the dangerous man and mentally kicked himself. “A quick walk would be fine.”

The brunette leaned back with a smirk, obviously pleased that he had gotten his way yet again. Aizen paid for their meal and sent a meaningful look at their waiter before draping his arm around Ichigo’s shoulder. Ichigo wanted to elbow the man for the show of possessiveness but managed to hold himself within check.

Aizen called his driver and told him to pick them up at the south entrance of the park and held out his arm for Ichigo once again. Ichigo took it but purposefully kept his distance from the other man so that they were barely touching.

“You look just as beautiful in the moonlight.” Aizen murmured as they walked through the park and past other couples who were holding hands and looking lovingly into each others eyes.

“Thank you.” Ichigo didn’t look at Aizen as he responded quietly.

“There’s no need for you to be so shy.” Aizen said, pausing underneath a tree where they were isolate with nobody else passing by. “You are a very confusing woman with this shy, yet hot tempered attitude.”

“I’m not hot tempered!” Ichigo snapped and then turned red when he realized he had proven the smirking man right.

“Don’t worry, I like it.” Aizen stepped closer and moved his hand to cup Ichigo’s chin. Ichigo froze in confusion. “It makes you even more interesting.” He bent his head down and soft, dry lips brushed against Ichigo’s. Ichigo inhaled sharply and turned his head away so Aizen’s lips brushed against the corner of his mouth and his cheek instead. “Am I moving too fast?”

Ichigo nodded and gritted his teeth to fight the urge to punch the arrogant man. Was this how all women were treated on dates?

“Yet again, I apologize. I just couldn’t help myself with those tempting lips begging me to kiss them.”

“Next time, ask first.” Ichigo said slightly tersely and winced at the implication that they would be doing this ‘date’ thing again. Aizen also seemed to pick up on the implication because he looked rather smug.

“I’ll remember to do so.” He pulled away and they walked in quiet that wasn’t really awkward until they got to the south entrance. The blue haired man opened the door and noticed Ichigo’s red cheeks with obvious interest, only to be dissuaded by cold eyes directed at him from Aizen.

They parted at Rukia’s apartment complex and Aizen pulled him close, but didn’t try to kiss him again. “I would love to take you out again next Friday, if you aren’t busy.”

Damn it, the man still wanted to date him.

“I can’t on Friday…” Aizen eyes flashed darker and Ichigo fought not to wince as the hands on his arms tightened. “But I’m free for the rest of the weekend as long as it’s not an all-day event.” The hands relaxed again and Ichigo mentally sighed in relief.

“There is a play that I was planning to go see, if you are interested.”

“That sounds nice.” Ichigo lied, hoping that it didn’t sound as feeble to Aizen as it did to him.

“I don’t know the time yet, so if you give me your number I will call you with the details.”

Couldn’t the man just have asked for his number without being sneaky about it? Ichigo wondered if Aizen could find out who he really was with the information…but it was just a pre-paid cell phone and didn’t have anything that Aizen could trace him with, so he took the risk.

“Sure.” Aizen pulled out his own cell phone and entered Ichigo’s name and waited for the number.

“It’s 555-3878-2105.”

“I’ll call you when I know what time it’s at.” Aizen said and lifted Ichigo’s hand to his mouth, kissing it lightly. “Good night, Ichigo.”

“Good night, Sousuke-san and thank you for dinner.”

“It was my pleasure.”

He got in the car and drove away, allowing Ichigo to finally sigh in relief. Shit, now he had another date with the man! He was so fucked.

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I’m continuing to do research for this story, but if anyone has any corrections, please tell me!