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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
5
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2,795
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4
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The Act of Unknowing
Chapter 3 - The Act of Unknowing
"I\'m home!"
The lights illuminated the dark room, everything seemed to be in place, and a heavy manly odour resided in Ishida\'s house.
Ishida tossed his bag over his table, he looked around for a moment, wondering where Ichigo went.
"Ichigo?" Ishida called out.
"Weird... his favourite show is on..." Ishida muttered.
He sighed and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it over onto the bed, he took a seat on his chair and as he made his way to his study table, his feet suddenly stepped onto something sticky. Ishida took a look at what he stepped on.
He growled under his breath, wiping the cum off his feet, he would give Ichigo another lecture about ruining his beautiful carpet. Ishida sat down, already digging into his bag to spend another long night studying.
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"It\'s already five, Ichigo" Hisagi whined lightly.
"So?" Ichigo muttered, his hands in his pockets, refusing to look at Hisagi.
"Just..."
"Argh... it doesn\'t matter alright?"
Hisagi nodded obiediently, Ichigo\'s face remained unchanged, it was as if something was bothering him.
In his mind he was debating with himself whether what he did with Hisagi was the right thing... what if Ishida found out... what if he never wanted to speak to Ichigo again?
Dark clouds hanged over the small town, threatening to spill its contents over the residence. Ichigo wasn\'t bothered about that, the park had a rare peacefullness, often overcrowded with children, the peace lightened his face slightly.
Hisagi found it difficult to even walk, he was tempted to hold onto Ichigo for support, but was afraid of what he might have said, or what the couples nearby would think.
He kept his head down low.
"You want... some ice-cream?" Ichigo asked him, still not looking at Hisagi.
Hisagi looked up, his face shining slightly due to the fact that Ichigo finally showed a friendly attitude towards him.
"Yeah... i\'ll..."
"No, i\'ll pay," Ichigo said, stopping Hisagi.
"Two vanilla," Ichigo asked the man at the parlour.
As he waited, his head turned towards Hisagi, he smiled at Hisagi\'s face, it was as if he was afraid to approach Ichigo yet trying his best to do so... almost so innocent-like.
Ichigo handed Hisagi his cone and licked off the conents in his cone, his ass found itself sitting on a wooden beach. Hisagi sat down next to him, trying to lick the cone as seductively as he could.
"I\'ll head off after this then, it\'s going to rain soon, Ishida should be worrying about me too..." Ichigo started.
Hisagi nodded, in his head he wanted to ask Ichigo not to leave, to stay by his side and return to his apartment, but he knew it was impossible, hell his teeth might have broke if he did say that.
"Ok then, i\'ll head off then," Hisagi said, flashing a fake smile towards Ichigo.
Ichigo nodded, and stood up himself, walking back from the direction he came from.
Hisagi watched the reducing Ichigo, ignoring the looks people gave him at the fact that he starred at Ichigo as he walked.
Hisagi hated the fact that Ichigo didn\'t even turn back. Was he nothing but just a one night stand to Ichigo?
The ice-cream melted, dripping onto his hands, he dropped his cone and walked back towards his own apartment...
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The doorbell rang, Ishida lazily stood up to open the door. He opened to door to see a somehow flustered looking Ichigo.
"Yo Ishida," Ichigo greeted, a half-smile on his face.
Ishida smiled back and opened the door.
Ichigo walked pass Ishida, and entered the bathroom, closing the door shut behind him. Ishida rose a brow.
"What\'s with him?" He mummered to himself before getting back to studying.
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Ichigo looked at himself in the mirror, he starred at himself for a moment before letting his mind drift towards Ishida, his black hair, his smile which always somehow warmed the insides of Ichigo. He closed his eyes, guilt running through his veins.
A tear rolled down Ichigo\'s cheek, rain pelted against the windows, the wind howled.
Just nearby Ishida was still trying to memorize the functions of the brain which triggered nerve impulses, in the back of his mind he was wondering whether Ichigo was okay.Everything he did today was against his regular routine.
Ichigo lifted up the tap, crystal clear water running out. He splattered the water over his face, as if trying to wash the guilt from his face. He took a last look before opening the door to the bathroom. Ichigo\'s eyes met with the figure of Ishida, his skinny figure, always absorbing itself into a book.
"Ishida..."
"Ichigo?"
"How was your day?"
"Ohh, nothing much, had a chemisty test today, think i\'ll pass it," Ishida said with his signature smile.
"That\'s good," Ichigo replied, smiling himself.
He held back the temptation to hold Ishida in his arms, to apologize to him and to tell him that he truly loved him.
"I\'ll get dinner ready then..." Ichigo said, but he was stopped by Ishida.
"Don\'t worry it about it Ichigo... I got it okay?" Ishida said, again smiling as if it was nothing to him.
Ichigo stopped and starred at Ishida for a while.
"But..."
Ishida laughed and kissed Ichigo\'s cheek before heading out into the kitchen.
Ichigo stood rooted to the same spot, he felt like screaming, screaming so loud that it tore his throat.
He fell onto the bed, his eyes closing...
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"Stop it Inoue!"
Inoue took no heed and continued to move the black marker in her hands.
Chad held back a laugh, trying his best to keep a serious face as he strung his guitar.
The eyes of the orange-haired boy opened, the sleepy eyes opening to meet another orange-haired girl who was so close to him he could almost...
"INOUE!"
Ichigo got up, smelling the tasting ink on his tongue. He ran into the bathroom to find his face looking like a tribal shaman from a remote county. Ichigo\'s face went a deep red from all the scrubbing he immediately performed.
Inoue started giggling to herself, along with the other two boys storming with laughing.
"Here Ichigo," Inoue offered, placing her hand on Ichigo\'s face. A golden glow filled his face, along with the two familar faries at the ends.
The black marks vanished, leaving a flawless Ichigo.
"Wow Inoue, you made him look better then before!" Ishida praised.
Inoue lifted her skirt and bowed, taking a seat back onto Ishida\'s bed.
"Eh... what are you guys doing here? It\'s not nice to intrude a couple," Ichigo complained, sitting on the table on which Ishida was studying.
"Awww Ichigo, we miss you! We haven\'t seen you for almost a week now!" Inoue whined.
Chad merely nodded, stopping his playing.
"They came over for dinner, but you suddenly slept, so we decided to just wait till you woke," Ishida explained, looking at Ichigo.
Ichigo looked down towards the carpter, rubbing the bruise that was on his arm.
"You shouldn\'t have... it\'s already midnight..."
"And it\'s going to be seven if you don\'t take your dinner anytime soon," Ishida muttered.
He stood up and pushed Ichigo towards the dining room, the other two following behind.
"There, hurry up before I stuff it all into your mouth, I\'ve got a english test tomorow!" Ishida ordered.
Ichigo sat himself down, obeying.
"Ok then Ishida, Ichigo, we\'ll be going then, we still haven\'t studied for the test, bye!" Inoue said cheerfully, her preppy mood once again lifting up their spirits.
"Bye," Chad waved and the two of them made their way out of the house.
Ishida returned to the room, and sat himself next to the eating Ichigo.
"Ha, Inoue doesn\'t change does she?" Ishida said, taking a bite out of Ichigo\'s pasta.
"She seem\'s... bigger..." Ichigo said, unsure of whether she did seem bigger or not.
Ishida broke out into fits of laughter, trying to speak but his laughter blocking it out.
"What?" Ichigo asked, a slight annoying look on his face.
"Nothing... comeon hurry up Ichigo, you eat so slow..."
Ichigo\'s brow rose slightly, he then stuffed a spoonfull of pasta into Ishida\'s mouth, almost making Ishida gag.
Ishida returned his gesture by tackling the sitting Ichigo. As Ichigo laid on the ground, with Ishida ontop, the both stayed at that position for a moment before Ishida finally got himself up.
Ichigo was suprized by this, it was amazing how the both of them hadn\'t shared a real kiss until now.
"Ishida..."
"Ichigo... I know..."
"I\'m home!"
The lights illuminated the dark room, everything seemed to be in place, and a heavy manly odour resided in Ishida\'s house.
Ishida tossed his bag over his table, he looked around for a moment, wondering where Ichigo went.
"Ichigo?" Ishida called out.
"Weird... his favourite show is on..." Ishida muttered.
He sighed and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it over onto the bed, he took a seat on his chair and as he made his way to his study table, his feet suddenly stepped onto something sticky. Ishida took a look at what he stepped on.
He growled under his breath, wiping the cum off his feet, he would give Ichigo another lecture about ruining his beautiful carpet. Ishida sat down, already digging into his bag to spend another long night studying.
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"It\'s already five, Ichigo" Hisagi whined lightly.
"So?" Ichigo muttered, his hands in his pockets, refusing to look at Hisagi.
"Just..."
"Argh... it doesn\'t matter alright?"
Hisagi nodded obiediently, Ichigo\'s face remained unchanged, it was as if something was bothering him.
In his mind he was debating with himself whether what he did with Hisagi was the right thing... what if Ishida found out... what if he never wanted to speak to Ichigo again?
Dark clouds hanged over the small town, threatening to spill its contents over the residence. Ichigo wasn\'t bothered about that, the park had a rare peacefullness, often overcrowded with children, the peace lightened his face slightly.
Hisagi found it difficult to even walk, he was tempted to hold onto Ichigo for support, but was afraid of what he might have said, or what the couples nearby would think.
He kept his head down low.
"You want... some ice-cream?" Ichigo asked him, still not looking at Hisagi.
Hisagi looked up, his face shining slightly due to the fact that Ichigo finally showed a friendly attitude towards him.
"Yeah... i\'ll..."
"No, i\'ll pay," Ichigo said, stopping Hisagi.
"Two vanilla," Ichigo asked the man at the parlour.
As he waited, his head turned towards Hisagi, he smiled at Hisagi\'s face, it was as if he was afraid to approach Ichigo yet trying his best to do so... almost so innocent-like.
Ichigo handed Hisagi his cone and licked off the conents in his cone, his ass found itself sitting on a wooden beach. Hisagi sat down next to him, trying to lick the cone as seductively as he could.
"I\'ll head off after this then, it\'s going to rain soon, Ishida should be worrying about me too..." Ichigo started.
Hisagi nodded, in his head he wanted to ask Ichigo not to leave, to stay by his side and return to his apartment, but he knew it was impossible, hell his teeth might have broke if he did say that.
"Ok then, i\'ll head off then," Hisagi said, flashing a fake smile towards Ichigo.
Ichigo nodded, and stood up himself, walking back from the direction he came from.
Hisagi watched the reducing Ichigo, ignoring the looks people gave him at the fact that he starred at Ichigo as he walked.
Hisagi hated the fact that Ichigo didn\'t even turn back. Was he nothing but just a one night stand to Ichigo?
The ice-cream melted, dripping onto his hands, he dropped his cone and walked back towards his own apartment...
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The doorbell rang, Ishida lazily stood up to open the door. He opened to door to see a somehow flustered looking Ichigo.
"Yo Ishida," Ichigo greeted, a half-smile on his face.
Ishida smiled back and opened the door.
Ichigo walked pass Ishida, and entered the bathroom, closing the door shut behind him. Ishida rose a brow.
"What\'s with him?" He mummered to himself before getting back to studying.
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Ichigo looked at himself in the mirror, he starred at himself for a moment before letting his mind drift towards Ishida, his black hair, his smile which always somehow warmed the insides of Ichigo. He closed his eyes, guilt running through his veins.
A tear rolled down Ichigo\'s cheek, rain pelted against the windows, the wind howled.
Just nearby Ishida was still trying to memorize the functions of the brain which triggered nerve impulses, in the back of his mind he was wondering whether Ichigo was okay.Everything he did today was against his regular routine.
Ichigo lifted up the tap, crystal clear water running out. He splattered the water over his face, as if trying to wash the guilt from his face. He took a last look before opening the door to the bathroom. Ichigo\'s eyes met with the figure of Ishida, his skinny figure, always absorbing itself into a book.
"Ishida..."
"Ichigo?"
"How was your day?"
"Ohh, nothing much, had a chemisty test today, think i\'ll pass it," Ishida said with his signature smile.
"That\'s good," Ichigo replied, smiling himself.
He held back the temptation to hold Ishida in his arms, to apologize to him and to tell him that he truly loved him.
"I\'ll get dinner ready then..." Ichigo said, but he was stopped by Ishida.
"Don\'t worry it about it Ichigo... I got it okay?" Ishida said, again smiling as if it was nothing to him.
Ichigo stopped and starred at Ishida for a while.
"But..."
Ishida laughed and kissed Ichigo\'s cheek before heading out into the kitchen.
Ichigo stood rooted to the same spot, he felt like screaming, screaming so loud that it tore his throat.
He fell onto the bed, his eyes closing...
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"Stop it Inoue!"
Inoue took no heed and continued to move the black marker in her hands.
Chad held back a laugh, trying his best to keep a serious face as he strung his guitar.
The eyes of the orange-haired boy opened, the sleepy eyes opening to meet another orange-haired girl who was so close to him he could almost...
"INOUE!"
Ichigo got up, smelling the tasting ink on his tongue. He ran into the bathroom to find his face looking like a tribal shaman from a remote county. Ichigo\'s face went a deep red from all the scrubbing he immediately performed.
Inoue started giggling to herself, along with the other two boys storming with laughing.
"Here Ichigo," Inoue offered, placing her hand on Ichigo\'s face. A golden glow filled his face, along with the two familar faries at the ends.
The black marks vanished, leaving a flawless Ichigo.
"Wow Inoue, you made him look better then before!" Ishida praised.
Inoue lifted her skirt and bowed, taking a seat back onto Ishida\'s bed.
"Eh... what are you guys doing here? It\'s not nice to intrude a couple," Ichigo complained, sitting on the table on which Ishida was studying.
"Awww Ichigo, we miss you! We haven\'t seen you for almost a week now!" Inoue whined.
Chad merely nodded, stopping his playing.
"They came over for dinner, but you suddenly slept, so we decided to just wait till you woke," Ishida explained, looking at Ichigo.
Ichigo looked down towards the carpter, rubbing the bruise that was on his arm.
"You shouldn\'t have... it\'s already midnight..."
"And it\'s going to be seven if you don\'t take your dinner anytime soon," Ishida muttered.
He stood up and pushed Ichigo towards the dining room, the other two following behind.
"There, hurry up before I stuff it all into your mouth, I\'ve got a english test tomorow!" Ishida ordered.
Ichigo sat himself down, obeying.
"Ok then Ishida, Ichigo, we\'ll be going then, we still haven\'t studied for the test, bye!" Inoue said cheerfully, her preppy mood once again lifting up their spirits.
"Bye," Chad waved and the two of them made their way out of the house.
Ishida returned to the room, and sat himself next to the eating Ichigo.
"Ha, Inoue doesn\'t change does she?" Ishida said, taking a bite out of Ichigo\'s pasta.
"She seem\'s... bigger..." Ichigo said, unsure of whether she did seem bigger or not.
Ishida broke out into fits of laughter, trying to speak but his laughter blocking it out.
"What?" Ichigo asked, a slight annoying look on his face.
"Nothing... comeon hurry up Ichigo, you eat so slow..."
Ichigo\'s brow rose slightly, he then stuffed a spoonfull of pasta into Ishida\'s mouth, almost making Ishida gag.
Ishida returned his gesture by tackling the sitting Ichigo. As Ichigo laid on the ground, with Ishida ontop, the both stayed at that position for a moment before Ishida finally got himself up.
Ichigo was suprized by this, it was amazing how the both of them hadn\'t shared a real kiss until now.
"Ishida..."
"Ichigo... I know..."