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Adult +
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15
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7
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The Fun Begins!
AUTHOR: Gabby0214
TITLE: Surprise! Chapter 3
RATING: M/ NC 17
PAIRING: RenIchi
WARNING: Language, Sexual Innuendo, Boy Sex, Yaoi
SUMMARY: Ichigo’s 20th Surprise Birthday Party, The Fun Begins!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Bleach, wish I did! All persons written in my stories are above the age of 18. This is a fan fiction based on fictional characters that have grown older, and are of legal age. Ichigo in this story is 20.
BETA BY: Vindictivefreak
Surprise!
Chapter Three
Ichigo shouted, “SHOT TIME!”
In which his group of friends replied, "Hell Ya!”
Ichigo heard a groan come from Michi the bartender, “Don’t worry Michi I’ll get them.” he jumped over the side of the bar.
“Thanks! I appreciate it.” replied Michi. Ichigo reached over to the wall and grabbed a waist apron off the hook.
Chad heard the shinigami muttering amongst them selves, “What are shots... What the hell is Kurosaki-san doing?”
Chad informed them, “Ichigo works part time as a bartender here and he lives in the apartment upstairs.” He also explained, “Ichigo makes the best god damn shots which are a small drink that you down in one gulp.”
“A what?” stammered Ikkaku.
“Ichigo a bartender?” Renji remarked. The statement wriggled its way into his thoughts a bartender, he’s a bartender, and can he get any better? Now, I know I’m in love!
“Seems our little Ichi has grown up” Yumichika casually remarked glancing over at Renji to see his expression.
“What did you expect?” Hitsugaya grumbled.
“What a lucky bastard! He lives above a bar and works in one too!” Shuuhei declared.
“No shit!” Ikkaku exclaimed.
Matsumoto chipped in, “I need to visit Kurosaki-san more often!”
Oh, crap, thought Hitsugaya, Now, I’ll never get her to do any paper work!
“Get ya asses over here,” Ichigo dictated.
Everyone made their way over to the bar. Ichigo placed two shot and a glass of water in front of all of them.
“There are two rounds to this. First round will be explained in a sec. Second round I made the shots up special for ya guys, thought ya might get a kick out of them.” divulged Ichigo. “All the shots in the second round have different names. And I’m gonna tell ya the name of your drink and ya can take it anyway ya want ta!” He snickered, “After I’m done telling the names we slug them down together, got it?”
Everyone nodded in understanding.
“Now, to the first round,” he closed his eyes and suddenly Ichigo whole demeanor changed. His back went rigid, his grin disappeared, and when he opened his eyes they’d become dark and still. Ichigo observed everyone in front of him and said in a low tone “This round is a toast to remember those that couldn’t be here tonight. Please everyone lift your drinks in memory of them.” He lifted his drink as did the others and slammed it down his throat.
“Wh...at the fuck?” Ikkaku barked.
“Gggg, god what was that?” gasped Matsumoto.
Tears ran down Rukia’s face as she tried to recover. Orihime was coughing. Chad grimaced. Ishida grasped his mouth. Keigo fell to the floor gagging.
Hitsugaya just said, “Shit!”
Yumichika stood there pale and dazed!
Renji literally shivered. After he recovered from the shock to his system, he swore, “What the hell was that?”
Ikkaku piped in, “YEAH, I thought ya said he was good at this!”
“He is.” remarked Chad staring at Ichigo.
Ichigo stood his ground and in the same low tone replied, “That’s what I wanted them to taste like.”
“Huh?” inquired Ishida.
Ichigo peered at them and lashed, “Death is bitter, it should be hard to swallow, and DEATH does burns like a Mother Fucker!”
Everyone was taken back by his comment and was left speechless.
Rukia broke the silence and softly asked, “Do you have a name for them, Ichigo?”
Ichigo glanced at her and muttered, “I call it, Bloody Tears.”
“A beautiful sentiment,” Yumichika said.
“Well, let’s get down to it, I promise ya’ll like these.” A small smile appeared on Ichigo face. “So, onto the second round.”
Chad- Mexican on Crack, Response: A chuckle
Tatsuki – Sour Pussy, Response: I’m going to kill you.
Keigo – Chicken Fucker, Response: What… No…
Ishida – Aunt Flow, Response: Fuck you, Kurosaki!
Orhime – Sex on First Date: Response: Oh Kurosaki-kun, you remembered! What! From Ishida. Gotta Cha! From Ichigo and Orihime.
Yumichika- Peach Tart, Response: Sweet!
Ikkaku- Kamikaze, Response: Fuck Ya
Hitsugaya- Blue Ice, Response: Grumble
Matsumoto-Slippery Nipple, Response: I can’t help it if their always falling out!
Shuuhei- Ying Yang, Response: What are ya getting at?
Rukia- G Spot, Response: What’s a G spot? (Shuuhei leans over whispers in her ear, blush spreads!)
Renji- Screaming Orgasm, Response: Ya, gave me a what? A screaming orgasm!
“Thought ya could use it!” Ichigo snickered. “Now everybody down the hatch!” Ichigo stated.
Everyone picked up their shot and chugged, all but Renji and Ichigo. Renji was about to drink when he noticed that Ichigo hadn’t drank his own shot down.
Wondering he asked as he was about to drink,” What ya drinking, Ichigo?”
Ichigo looked at him and smirked, “My favorite.”
Just as Renji slug his shot down, Ichigo stated “the Red Head Slut”
Causing Renji to gag and spew his drink all over his self, the bar, and Ichigo.
“OH SHIT! Sorry, Ichigo.” he cried.
Rukia slapped Renji on the back and asked if he was all right.
Renji answered, “Must have gone down the wrong hole,” while trying to recover.
Ichigo grabbed a bar towel and started to clean up. He couldn’t stop him self from laughing. He wasn’t the only one. Almost all of them had started to crack up.
“Really am sorry Ichigo, I got it all over ya.” Renji apologized with a flush upon his cheeks.
Ichigo looked at him and smirked, “Not a problem, Renji, I don’t mind getting it in the face”
Renji actually blanched at what Ichigo said. He just stood there frozen, while Ichigo started to make another shot. The room went still. Everybody just gaped at the two men. Ichigo continue in his task ignoring the group.
After Ichigo was done he placed it in front of the frozen red head and leaned into him whispering in his ear, “Now, with this orgasm I want ya to swallow it, all of it.”
Renji actually became paler than before, he gulped. He looked at Ichigo, looked down at the drink in front of him, and thought, he wants to play, let’s play. He picked up the drink, and slowly lifted it to his lips. He ran his tongue over his parched lips, sucking in both lips softly, he raise the glass with a piercing gaze looked Ichigo directly in the eye. He downed his drink in one gulp. Renji was not yet done, his eyes still making contact with the strawberry; he took the shot glass and with the tip of his tongue glided it around the rim. His tongue then dipped into the glass and lapped up the reminiscence of the shot.
“Yummy”, he drawled.
It was now Ichigo’s turn to stand there frozen in place. His eyes had followed the trail of teasing pink tongue, he gulp, and whimpered, “fuck.”
The tension hovered in the room was suddenly broken by a loud yell.
“Yo, Berry-Head!”
Shots
Mexican on Crack
1/3 oz. Jagermeister
1/3 oz. Goldschlager
1/3 oz. Tequila
Sour Pussy
1oz. Raspberry Sour Puss
1 oz. Smirnoff Vodka
Pineapple Juice
Chicken Fucker
½ oz. Wild Turkey
½ oz. Tequila
½ oz. Beer
Aunt Flow
½ oz Rum
½ oz. strawberry Liqueur
Crème
Sex on First Date
1oz. Vodka
1 oz. Sambuca
1 oz. Crème de Menthe (green)
3 oz. Sprite
Peach Tart
¾ oz. Peach Schnapps
¼ Lemon Juice
Kamikaze
1 part Vodka
1 part Triple Sec
1 part Lime Juice
Blue Ice
¼ oz. Tequila
¼ oz. Blue Curacao
¼ oz. Peppermint Schnapps
Slippery Tit
1 part Butterscotch Schnapps
1 part Irish Cream
1 dash Rum
Ying Yang
1 ½ oz Jagermeister
1 ½ oz. Rumplemintz
G Spot
¾ oz. Chambord Raspberry Liqueur
¾ oz. Tequila Rose
Screaming Orgasm
½ oz. Vodka
½ oz. Amaretto
½ oz. Kahlua
½ oz. Bailey’s Irish Cream
Red Head Slut
1 oz. Peach Schnapps
1oz. Jagermeister
Cranberry Juice
TITLE: Surprise! Chapter 3
RATING: M/ NC 17
PAIRING: RenIchi
WARNING: Language, Sexual Innuendo, Boy Sex, Yaoi
SUMMARY: Ichigo’s 20th Surprise Birthday Party, The Fun Begins!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Bleach, wish I did! All persons written in my stories are above the age of 18. This is a fan fiction based on fictional characters that have grown older, and are of legal age. Ichigo in this story is 20.
BETA BY: Vindictivefreak
Surprise!
Chapter Three
Ichigo shouted, “SHOT TIME!”
In which his group of friends replied, "Hell Ya!”
Ichigo heard a groan come from Michi the bartender, “Don’t worry Michi I’ll get them.” he jumped over the side of the bar.
“Thanks! I appreciate it.” replied Michi. Ichigo reached over to the wall and grabbed a waist apron off the hook.
Chad heard the shinigami muttering amongst them selves, “What are shots... What the hell is Kurosaki-san doing?”
Chad informed them, “Ichigo works part time as a bartender here and he lives in the apartment upstairs.” He also explained, “Ichigo makes the best god damn shots which are a small drink that you down in one gulp.”
“A what?” stammered Ikkaku.
“Ichigo a bartender?” Renji remarked. The statement wriggled its way into his thoughts a bartender, he’s a bartender, and can he get any better? Now, I know I’m in love!
“Seems our little Ichi has grown up” Yumichika casually remarked glancing over at Renji to see his expression.
“What did you expect?” Hitsugaya grumbled.
“What a lucky bastard! He lives above a bar and works in one too!” Shuuhei declared.
“No shit!” Ikkaku exclaimed.
Matsumoto chipped in, “I need to visit Kurosaki-san more often!”
Oh, crap, thought Hitsugaya, Now, I’ll never get her to do any paper work!
“Get ya asses over here,” Ichigo dictated.
Everyone made their way over to the bar. Ichigo placed two shot and a glass of water in front of all of them.
“There are two rounds to this. First round will be explained in a sec. Second round I made the shots up special for ya guys, thought ya might get a kick out of them.” divulged Ichigo. “All the shots in the second round have different names. And I’m gonna tell ya the name of your drink and ya can take it anyway ya want ta!” He snickered, “After I’m done telling the names we slug them down together, got it?”
Everyone nodded in understanding.
“Now, to the first round,” he closed his eyes and suddenly Ichigo whole demeanor changed. His back went rigid, his grin disappeared, and when he opened his eyes they’d become dark and still. Ichigo observed everyone in front of him and said in a low tone “This round is a toast to remember those that couldn’t be here tonight. Please everyone lift your drinks in memory of them.” He lifted his drink as did the others and slammed it down his throat.
“Wh...at the fuck?” Ikkaku barked.
“Gggg, god what was that?” gasped Matsumoto.
Tears ran down Rukia’s face as she tried to recover. Orihime was coughing. Chad grimaced. Ishida grasped his mouth. Keigo fell to the floor gagging.
Hitsugaya just said, “Shit!”
Yumichika stood there pale and dazed!
Renji literally shivered. After he recovered from the shock to his system, he swore, “What the hell was that?”
Ikkaku piped in, “YEAH, I thought ya said he was good at this!”
“He is.” remarked Chad staring at Ichigo.
Ichigo stood his ground and in the same low tone replied, “That’s what I wanted them to taste like.”
“Huh?” inquired Ishida.
Ichigo peered at them and lashed, “Death is bitter, it should be hard to swallow, and DEATH does burns like a Mother Fucker!”
Everyone was taken back by his comment and was left speechless.
Rukia broke the silence and softly asked, “Do you have a name for them, Ichigo?”
Ichigo glanced at her and muttered, “I call it, Bloody Tears.”
“A beautiful sentiment,” Yumichika said.
“Well, let’s get down to it, I promise ya’ll like these.” A small smile appeared on Ichigo face. “So, onto the second round.”
Chad- Mexican on Crack, Response: A chuckle
Tatsuki – Sour Pussy, Response: I’m going to kill you.
Keigo – Chicken Fucker, Response: What… No…
Ishida – Aunt Flow, Response: Fuck you, Kurosaki!
Orhime – Sex on First Date: Response: Oh Kurosaki-kun, you remembered! What! From Ishida. Gotta Cha! From Ichigo and Orihime.
Yumichika- Peach Tart, Response: Sweet!
Ikkaku- Kamikaze, Response: Fuck Ya
Hitsugaya- Blue Ice, Response: Grumble
Matsumoto-Slippery Nipple, Response: I can’t help it if their always falling out!
Shuuhei- Ying Yang, Response: What are ya getting at?
Rukia- G Spot, Response: What’s a G spot? (Shuuhei leans over whispers in her ear, blush spreads!)
Renji- Screaming Orgasm, Response: Ya, gave me a what? A screaming orgasm!
“Thought ya could use it!” Ichigo snickered. “Now everybody down the hatch!” Ichigo stated.
Everyone picked up their shot and chugged, all but Renji and Ichigo. Renji was about to drink when he noticed that Ichigo hadn’t drank his own shot down.
Wondering he asked as he was about to drink,” What ya drinking, Ichigo?”
Ichigo looked at him and smirked, “My favorite.”
Just as Renji slug his shot down, Ichigo stated “the Red Head Slut”
Causing Renji to gag and spew his drink all over his self, the bar, and Ichigo.
“OH SHIT! Sorry, Ichigo.” he cried.
Rukia slapped Renji on the back and asked if he was all right.
Renji answered, “Must have gone down the wrong hole,” while trying to recover.
Ichigo grabbed a bar towel and started to clean up. He couldn’t stop him self from laughing. He wasn’t the only one. Almost all of them had started to crack up.
“Really am sorry Ichigo, I got it all over ya.” Renji apologized with a flush upon his cheeks.
Ichigo looked at him and smirked, “Not a problem, Renji, I don’t mind getting it in the face”
Renji actually blanched at what Ichigo said. He just stood there frozen, while Ichigo started to make another shot. The room went still. Everybody just gaped at the two men. Ichigo continue in his task ignoring the group.
After Ichigo was done he placed it in front of the frozen red head and leaned into him whispering in his ear, “Now, with this orgasm I want ya to swallow it, all of it.”
Renji actually became paler than before, he gulped. He looked at Ichigo, looked down at the drink in front of him, and thought, he wants to play, let’s play. He picked up the drink, and slowly lifted it to his lips. He ran his tongue over his parched lips, sucking in both lips softly, he raise the glass with a piercing gaze looked Ichigo directly in the eye. He downed his drink in one gulp. Renji was not yet done, his eyes still making contact with the strawberry; he took the shot glass and with the tip of his tongue glided it around the rim. His tongue then dipped into the glass and lapped up the reminiscence of the shot.
“Yummy”, he drawled.
It was now Ichigo’s turn to stand there frozen in place. His eyes had followed the trail of teasing pink tongue, he gulp, and whimpered, “fuck.”
The tension hovered in the room was suddenly broken by a loud yell.
“Yo, Berry-Head!”
Shots
Mexican on Crack
1/3 oz. Jagermeister
1/3 oz. Goldschlager
1/3 oz. Tequila
Sour Pussy
1oz. Raspberry Sour Puss
1 oz. Smirnoff Vodka
Pineapple Juice
Chicken Fucker
½ oz. Wild Turkey
½ oz. Tequila
½ oz. Beer
Aunt Flow
½ oz Rum
½ oz. strawberry Liqueur
Crème
Sex on First Date
1oz. Vodka
1 oz. Sambuca
1 oz. Crème de Menthe (green)
3 oz. Sprite
Peach Tart
¾ oz. Peach Schnapps
¼ Lemon Juice
Kamikaze
1 part Vodka
1 part Triple Sec
1 part Lime Juice
Blue Ice
¼ oz. Tequila
¼ oz. Blue Curacao
¼ oz. Peppermint Schnapps
Slippery Tit
1 part Butterscotch Schnapps
1 part Irish Cream
1 dash Rum
Ying Yang
1 ½ oz Jagermeister
1 ½ oz. Rumplemintz
G Spot
¾ oz. Chambord Raspberry Liqueur
¾ oz. Tequila Rose
Screaming Orgasm
½ oz. Vodka
½ oz. Amaretto
½ oz. Kahlua
½ oz. Bailey’s Irish Cream
Red Head Slut
1 oz. Peach Schnapps
1oz. Jagermeister
Cranberry Juice