Your Smile

Part III


Never ever had Ichigo thought that he would do something so cheesy with a guy. He had never thought that he will fall in love with a guy i the first place. But it didn’t matter now. He was heading towards Shinji’s apartment, carrying a bunch of roses. He felt very stupid, but he did that for a one particular reason. He thought that if he show Shinji how much he cares about him, maybe the vaizard will give up prostitution. It was worth trying.

He knocked to the door, clearing his throat. That was so embarrassing. He started having some doubts. What if Hirako will laugh at him?

“Oh, that’s you, Kurosaki.” Shinji opened the door.

”Are you alone?”

“Yeah, come in.”

Ichigo made a few steps and presented the bouquet.

“That’s for you.” Ichigo felt his heart pounding.

Hirako looked at him very surprised, and for a moment Ichigo really thought he will laugh. But he didn’t. Instead he took the roses.

“It’s the first time someone gave me flowers. That’s unexpected.”

“You think it’s stupid, right?”

“No, not at all. Actually I think it’s kinda cute. I’ll put them into the vase.” Shinji grinned, and did as he said.

“That’s not all. I thought that... we can, y’know... go somewhere together.” Ichigo said fidgeting.

“You mean a date?”

“Well, sort of.”

“That’s a very interesting idea. Wait, I’ll be ready in a minute.”

It surprised Ichigo that Hirako was so willing. Maybe Ichigo was really someone special to him? Maybe it wasn’t only sex. He hoped so, but he still couldn’t be sure.

“So where are you taking me?” Asked Shinji, when they went outside.

“I thought about going to the cafe.” Ichigo didn’t have much money so he chose not too fancy place, nice though.

They sat near the winow and a waiter came to take their order.

“What would you like?” Ichigo asked Shinji.

“I’ll let you choose for me. I trust you.”

“Two banana milk-shakes, please.”

The waiter left them and Hirako lit the cigarette

“Smoking is unhealthy, you know?” Kurosaki commented.

“I smoke ocasionally, don’t worry.”

They sat in front of each other so Ichigo could watch vaizard closely. In fact Shinji looked pretty hot with a cigarette, especially gazing at Ichigo in a seductive way.

‘He’s really a nice guy’ Thought Kurosaki. ‘I wish he felt the same way I do.’

Such a slut will never love you back, you fool. – He heard an unexpected voice.

“Shut up!” Ichigo shouted.

“Who are you talking to?” Shinji looked at him confused.

“Nothing... it’s nothing.”

But I can teach him a lesson or two. – After that Ichigo heard the evil laughter. He knew it was a hollow, but he didn’t say a word.

“Are you OK? You look a bit pale?” Hirako seemed concerned.

“I’m fine. You are very sexy.” He changed the topic. A compliment wouldn’t hurt, and it might show how much he cared.

“Why did you become so nice to me all of a sudden?”

“Because that’s the way it should be, I guess.” Ichigo drunk the half of the milk-shake in one go. He felt like on the first date. Technically it was the first date, but they’d already slept with each other so he shouldn’t feel so nervous. However, it was different than sex. It was like a real relationship.

Suddenly Hirako sat near Ichigo.

“Why did you change your place?” Kurosaki asked confused.

“Wouldn’t you like me to be close to you?” Hirako put an arm over Ichigo’s shoulder.

“Wait! We’re in public. You shouldn’t.” Ichigo blushed.

“Look at all those couples. They don’t have a problem with that.”

“But we’re both guys.”

“So what? I have a right to do whatever I want.” Shinji brought his lips close to Ichigo’s.

“Everyone’s looking at us.”

“Screw them.” Shinji kissed his partner, and Ichigo gave up. It was too pleasant to fight with. He didn’t even know how long they kissed. However, when they separated he noticed the waiter standing near, looking uneasy.

“Excuse me, but our guests are feeling a bit disturbed by your behavior.” He said as politely as he could. “May you, please, be slightly more modest?”

Shinji made an angry expression and stood up.

“Are you suggesting that I can’t even kiss my boyfriend in the cafe?!” He raised his voice.

‘Did he just call me boyfriend?’ Ichigo didn’t know if he should be happy or embarrassed.

“I’m sorry, Sir, but I had some complaints.”

“Whatever! I won’t come here ever again. Here’s the money for the drinks.” Hirako paid, grabbed Ichigo by the hand and dragged him outside.

“Why did you make such a fuss? We could still sit there.”

“There’s no way I’ll sit in a place full of homophobes. Come with me. I have a better idea.”

Ichigo noticed Hirako’s smirk, and he instantly became nervous.

* * *

“What?! The gay bar?!” Ichigo was utterly shocked when he saw a place where Shinji wanted to take him.

“There we can do whatever we want.”

“But I’m under-age. They won’t let me in.”

“I thought you had fake documents.”

“I didn’t take them with me.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll convince the bouncer. I gave him a blow job once, so he’ll agree.”

Ichigo wished he hadn’t known that. But it worked, because they both went in without any problems. The place freaked out Ichigo even more then the club Mizuiro had taken him to. Everywhere he looked he saw men kissing, touching, and some of them even watched him with hungry eyes.

“You could have everyone here.” Hirako commented.

“But I don’t want them.”

“I know. I bet they envy me. But don’t worry, I won’t let anyone even lay a finger on you.”

Somehow it didn’t comfort Ichigo much.

“What would you like to drink?” Asked Hirako.

“Nothing alcoholic. I know my dad is tolerant, but if he smelled alcohol he would kill me.”

“Fine. Two cokes, please.” Shinji ordered.

The place wasn’t so bad after all. Ichigo soon got used to it. People weren’t as perverted as he thought at the beginning. At least no one harassed him. Even when Shinji left him for a minute and went to the toilet. However something else happened.

“Ichigo, what are you doing here?” He heard the voice, and when he turned around he saw Renji with Ikkaku and Yumichika. He was more than surprised.

“What are YOU doing here?” He pointed at the trio to emphasise the question. Now Renji regreted that he asked him so openely.

“Hey, don’t get me wrong. We’re not gay. We just came here out of curiosity.”

“At least two of us.” Muttered Ikkaku.

“I’m not gay. I’m metrosexual.” Yumichika explained to his friend, looking pretty offended.

“But it still doesn’t answer the question what are you doing here.” Renji repeated.

Before Ichigo could think about the answer, Shinji came back and leaned on his partner’s shoulders.

“Oh, your friends are here. How nice.” Shinji commented cheerfully.

It was the worst what could happen, Renji seeing him together with Hirako.

“They probably don’t want to be disturbed.” Kurosaki made a quick excuse.

“Well then... lets go dancing.” When Ichigo was dragged to the dancing floor, he regretted what he had said. “Why are you so nervous? Just hold me and close your eyes.”

Somehow it worked. When the music filled his ears, and he felt Hirako’s body against his, he felt relaxed. The music wasn’t really suitable for this kind of dance, but they didn’t dance anyway. Just stood close to each other. And then Hirako kissed him. It was sweet and passionate, and Ichigo wanted more. He put his hands on his partner’s hips and deepened the kiss. Shinji’s piercing had a strange metallic taste, but it wasn’t unpleasant, rather erotic. And Ichigo absolutely loved the texture of his lips. Techno music somehow seperated them from the outside world, so they could focus on each other. But when they broke the kiss, and Ichigo put his chin on Hirako’s shoulder he noticed Renji, watching him with his jaw dropped. Ichigo cursed to himself, but after a moment something even worse happened.

Having fun? What about letting me fuck him?

Cruel words, dirty comments, immoral suggestion – he could hear it in his head. After a minute he wasn’t able to bear it any longer. He dashed out from the club. He found a peaceful place outside, and sat under the wall, with his hands on the head.

“Are you OK?” Hirako approached him.

Ichigo hissed and shivered.

“He won’t leave me alone! He won’t!”

“Shhhh.” Hirako embraced him, and stroked his hair. “Someday you’ll win with him.”

“I’m scared.”

“We all were at the beginning.”

“What if he’ll hurt someone?”

“We have to prevent it.”

He felt better when Shinji was around. He still had hope that he can win with the hollow. But although his abilities were growing, the hollow’s power was growing too.


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