Trading Places

 

Chapter 2.5: Stress Relief

A/N: another chapter and this time it’s going to be longer this time also Itachi and Uryu are going to do the nasty. Anyways I hope you enjoy it please review and rate J

Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach; those rights belong to Kobe Tite and the other creators of the anime I also don’t make a profit writing this fan fiction. All I own is my OC Itachi and the Soul Slayer Organization. The character Morgana (belongs to my cousin)

Warnings: sex, fingering, oral, language and minor violence and minors having sex

I hope you enjoy on with the story:

I chased after the group until we reached the school with only minutes to spare. I sighed and walked over to my newly assigned desk.  I can’t believe this is my last year of high school. I wonder how I’m going to break the news to Ichigo that I’m a Soul Reaper too.  I mean with him losing his powers and all… that would be kind of harsh… or would he be proud if I took his place?  I really don’t know what my twin is thinking at times.  Ichigo’s face can be hard to read.

I scanned the classroom looking for familiar faces and I see Renji, Rukia and other people.

What I mean by twins is that we were born on the same day and by the same dad, but different moms I was raised by my father but my biological mother, Morgana, watched after me in certain way.  Making sure that my fighting and kido skills were up to par. Yeah so that’s on account of how I’m so strong.

“Itachi pay attention!” Uryu scolded.

I snapped out of my thoughts. “Huh?”

“Listen to the teacher she called your name, idiot,” he stated rolling his eyes at he.

I stuck my tongue out at him immaturely and scowled.  Ishida and I haven’t been getting along today. Usually we got along like two peas in a pod. I mean we’re both opposites and stuff like that. Like Uryu likes to cook, sew and hates procrastination. I can’t sew and I can’t boil water, and I hate deadlines.  I mean we’re like a magnet Uryu being the South Pole and me being the North Pole.  But both sides work equally to attract each other even though they have opposite polarities. 

Yeah I know what my mother Morgana would say, we need to do the dirty.  Funny thing is I’m still a virgin.  I haven’t given it up yet, I’m waiting on the right guy and Uryu might be it…

The bell rang for class to be over.

***

At Lunch:

I sat down at my usual spot next to Ichigo and on the side of Rukia. I have my back turned to Uryu.

“Uryu, can I talk to you?” I asked.

“No,” he said gruffly turning back to his lunch.

“Why not what did I do?” I asked.

“Nothing I’m getting sick of your attitude,” he said again.

“Really, I’m getting sick of your treating me as a 3 year old little girl; I’m 17 for Christ sake!” I yelled quietly at him.

Uryu glared at me and scowled and turned around.

“Nice going, Itachi,” Ichigo commented.

“Yeah, well he doesn’t need to PMS at me; I didn’t do a thing to that jerk!” I shouted at him.

(Uryu’s POV)

Itachi always seems to piss me off with that attitude of hers.  She also is lazy and can’t sew to save her life.  Right now I hate her as much as I do buttons!  She even makes fun of my stylish mantle. 

Itachi says I look like a gay bat man with it on. She was a total bitch at times and she’s starting to piss me off! I might actually eventually end up breaking up with her.  Though I might have the raff of her brother, Ichigo, after me I don’t care.

She needed to learn how to keep her temper and attitude in check. I swear hers is worse than Renji and Ichigo’s combined and she’s not even a redhead! Why am I getting myself so stressed out about this? I’ll mess with my low blood pressure!

Besides she did stay by my side until my hand was healed that I lost to Ulquiorra trying to save Orihime from the grasp of the Number 3 Espada at Hueco Mundo. Itachi is loyal but she’s also a pain in my ass.

After school at Uryu’s Sewing Club:

I was just putting the finishing touches on the Quincy-style afghan that I was knitting. Right when I was about to put the knitting rods down, Itachi walked in. Just what I needed her making fun of my sewing and knitting skills.  She’s just jealous that I have skills and she doesn’t.  All she knows how to is to sew on buttons.

“Uh, Uryu can I talk to you? She asked.

“Make it quick Itachi, I’m busy,” I quipped mad at the little brunette bitch.

“Uh, look… I’m sorry for the way I’ve been behaving; it’s just Ichigo losing his powers and all.  He’s been sort of down in the dumps…”

I cut her stupid rambling nonsense off. “He seems fine to me,”

She glared at me and I noticed something uncharacteristic about her. She had tears in her pretty brown eyes. “Damn it, don’t you understand it’s a front! On the inside I swear he’s depressed! I mean he’s not his usual I’m-a-zombie-I-can’t-move depressed. But he still does seem off beat! I mean think about it… when you lost your Quincy powers!”

I looked startled at her I didn’t know either to smack her or hug her. She was being so strange.  I looked around to make sure nobody was in the club room. There was not a soul in the room.

I decide to take this to a next level. I crashed my lips onto hers. Itachi’s eyes widen in shock and then closed….

Back to Itachi’s POV:

As Uryu kissed me in a public place of all things! It was a real passionate kiss and I had no choice but to kiss back. I started to kiss back as Uryu pressed his tongue into my waiting and opened mouth. We both started to fight for dominance and he won.

Uryu pushed me down on the desk and straddled my body. His lower region hitting mine. I gasped as the friction of our bodies making contact causes a strange feeling at the pit of my stomach start to wake up. It was as if Uryu could wake a dormant volcano inside of me.

“Uryu, should we be doing this in the sewing club room of all things?” I asked.

He shrugged. “I’m horny and I want you any place, any time, Itachi,” his sexy smoky voice stated.

I blushed as a chill ran up my spine the way he said my name was so calm-yet-seductive. Any thoughts about me protesting the location of our mating flew out the window just now.  I blushed and looked up at him my eyes half-lidded.

Uryu’s hand went up my uniform top and started to pull at the buttons, he couldn’t get the undone and he started to get frustrated.

“Damn buttons!” he cursed.

“Oh for the love of…” I said, sitting up and undoing the buttons myself.  When my top was completely undone, Uryu pushed it off of my shoulders and pushed my body back down on the desk hard. I flinched as my body made contact with the desk.

“Ouch you jerk!” I whined.

“Itachi, you’re fine,” he stated bending down to kiss my neck.  As Uryu searched for my sweet spot on my neck I started to undo his neck tie almost choking him in the process.

“Itachi, I need to breathe!” he said almost turning a shade of purple.

“Oh crap, sorry!” I said, letting go of his tie and lying back on the desk.

I close my eyes and wait for him to undress. I open my eyes and I see a shirtless Uryu swim into my vision. Uryu was pretty built for a nerd, must be all of that Quincy training he does. He has a toned yet not over baked body, just the way I like them. He was pale but his skin was a pretty pale. My cheeks heated up and I was blushing like a virgin right now.

“You know how cute you look right now, Itachi?” he asked his voice laced with lust.

“Uh, sort of cute, I think,” I said looking at him.

He shrugged and continued to kiss my neck he found my sweet spot. I gasped in pleasure as he hit the spot between my neck and shoulder join.  I let out a little moan and closed my eyes.

Uryu’s calloused hand went under the bottom cup of my bra. He reached up and grasped them giving them a little squeeze.

I moaned and arched up as that feeling returned to the pit of my stomach. I opened one eye to see what he was doing.

“Uryu?” I asked.

Uryu was hovering over me with a confused look on his face. “How do you get your bra unhooked?” he asked.

“Uh…I’ll do it,” I said sitting up and unhooking it, tossing it on the floor.

“Okay, now lay back down,”

I nodded and laid back down on the desk.   Uryu climbed on top of me again and began kissing my neck and making his way down to my breasts. I blushed as his wet oral muscle came in contact with my nipple. I let out a little gasp and arched up towards his mouth.

“Mmm, that feels good,” I moaned. I started to feel a more warm fuzzy feeling in my stomach.  Uryu had reached down under my skirt and skimmed my panties. I gasped.

“Looks like you’re wet, your panties are soaked,” he commented making me blush.

“Shut up!” I fired at him. ”

“I mean looks like you’re ready for me,” he stated.

Uryu pulled his pants halfway down and his light blue boxers came down too. (I always pictured him as a tightey Whitey kind of guy)  His erected member came into site. For someone as slender as he was he was pretty big about 8”, I think.  I really didn’t know, on account I’m still a virgin.

He whisked my panties down my legs and they hung at my ankles. I widen as he pushed my skirt up and he put his lower region where mine was.

“Ready?” he asked.

“Hai,” I said looking at him. Uryu entered me with a careful precision. As he pushed his member into my virginal canal the thin membrane called a hymen broke. My eyes widen as tears fell down from my eyes. It hurt to tell you the truth.

Uryu looked at me with concern on his face. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah I’m fine, just waiting a little bit,” I stated and he nodded.  I waited and let out a little breath as the pain subsided. “Okay, you can go now,”

Uryu nodded and carefully thrusts into me. I gasp as a pleasurable feeling hits me. As Uryu thrusted harder into me, the strange feeling became much stronger in the bit of my stomach.

“H-Harder!” I moaned. As soon as the feeling came it became stronger. I felt like I was going to have a killer orgasm. As I peaked, Uryu peaked with me.  We both came in unions.

Uryu’s forehead met mine and we both were panting and covered in sweat.

“That was fun,” I stated kissing his nose.

“Yeah it was thanks Itachi, I needed to relieve some stress,” he said.

I felt a little upset that he used me for sex but I needed to relieve some sexual tension too.  

“You’re welcome,” I state.

“Well, look what we have here,” I hear someone state. I blush and looks up and see a dude with blond hair a striped hat, a kimono type outfit and clogs.

“Who the hell are you?” I asked, blushing.

Uryu on the process was getting dressed calmly as he could. I jumped put my bra back on and pulled my panties up and re-buttoned my shirt.

“I’m your new sensei,” he stated.

“My new what”?!” I asked confused.

“I’m your new sensei Urahara Kisuke, Uryu told me that you just discovered like your brother you’re a Soul Reaper,” he stated.

“Uryu…”

A/N: well I’d hate to end there but told you she would have sex with Uryu and she met Urahara in the most embarrassing way. In the next chapter she starts getting into the training regimen with Urahara and half of it will be in Ichigo’s POV when he find out his sister’s a Soul Reaper like him. Also Itachi discovers that Ichigo is gay. So tune in next time kids.