Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

Requested by PK2008

Pairings: Aizen x Ichigo

Summary: Aizen never betrayed Soul Society. Which means although Ichigo still became a substitute Shinigami, Rukia never needed to be rescued. Instead when Ichigo gets Rukia’s powers, Byakuya brings Ichigo and Rukia back to Soul Society where Aizen becomes interested in him. Although Aizen never betrayed Soul Society, he’s still a bit manipulative underneath that nice and charming exterior.

This is in two parts, and I’ll post the other one right after this, meaning there won’t be other one shots in between.

Review Replies:
Shinkubanryuu: Hey, I do plan on writing a ZangetsuxIchigo, but that is after the other ones that are in line. If you check the ‘contents’ part (first chapter) you will see I have a few that are going to be put up in that specific order, but I am working on a ZanIchi already :D
Nusku: I just had to put it in his foot…I couldn’t think of any place weirder.
Lynzee: Haha, I’m glad you thought it was hot! GrimmIchi is too smexy to pass up.
Pie: Yeah, Aizen kind of seems like the guy that would be passive aggressive in bed and totally mind fuck Ichigo even when he doesn’t really intend to.
Jade: That sounds like something I would have to write :D I have it down in my list of requests.
Anon: LOL, that would be kind of awkward wouldn’t it? –nervous laughter- But Kaien and Ichigo do look a little different, so it wasn’t like Ganju was perving on his brother.
Aralaiqualasse: Yeah, I threesome between Aizen, Ichigo and Gin does sound delicious. What a nummy strawberry sandwich they would make.


Beta’d by Kitsunekiri- thank you!!!

Alternate 01

Ichigo scowled at all of the Shinigami giving him strange looks for his orange hair and large sword. Didn’t they have anything better to do? After meeting with the ‘esteemed’ captain Yamamoto of the first division, it was decided that Ichigo would stay in Seireitei of Soul Society for as long as it took to figure him out, if not longer. Ichigo was lucky, Rukia had informed him matter-of-factly, that they hadn’t decided to execute him outright despite him not doing anything wrong. That didn’t make him feel better.

And so he was stuck in Seireitei, bored out of his mind except for the occasional bouts of excitement when he had to run from Captain Zaraki, who was determined to fight the teen. But maybe it wasn’t as bad as he was making it out to be. Sure he wasn’t allowed to leave and he missed his family greatly…well, he missed his sisters and maybe even goat-face sometimes, but there was some stuff to do to keep him occupied.

Rukia had received her Shinigami powers back almost immediately upon return to Soul Society, but Ichigo had retained his own soul powers. They theorized with the information given by Rukia about Ichigo’s abilities even before she gave him her powers, that Ichigo’s latent Shinigami powers were awakened by her own, but did not grow dormant once hers returned.

So with this theory but no solid facts to back it up, Ichigo was kept in Seireitei. He didn’t have any duties and was treated more like a guest that wasn’t allowed to leave. A few of the captains had even taken a liking to him and were helping to hone his power. One particular captain, however, stood out from the rest.

Aizen Sousuke studied the orange haired ‘Shinigami’ with great interest. How fascinating this being was. Even when the youngest Kuchiki girl had her powers returned to her, it seemed that this human boy had retained his own powers. It was simply unprecedented and so intriguing. And Aizen did love a challenge. For a time he kept himself away from him, studying from a far so he would know how to handle the orange-haired teen.

“Kurosaki Ichigo.” A voice called out. Ichigo turned with his trademark scowl, lifting an eyebrow as a somewhat dorky-looking male strode towards him with a captain’s haori. He had seen the captain before, but had never really met him.

“Yes?” Ichigo asked.

“I am Captain Aizen, I was wondering if you would join me for a cup of tea?”

Ichigo hesitated, not particularly wanting to anger the man but also not comfortable in his presence which was a bit…off. Shifting his stance so he faced the captain fully, he cocked his head to the side. “Why?”

“I am simply curious about you, like everyone else here in Seireitei.”

Ichigo sighed and rubbed his furrowed brow. “Alright, but only because I have nothing else to do.” He groused.

“Of course.”

Aizen’s lieutenant, Hinamori, was someone Ichigo was more familiar with. When she saw him she blushed and rushed to get them tea while Ichigo looked after her in confusion.

Aizen chuckled and welcomed Ichigo to sit with him in the sunny, outdoor sitting area. “You certainly are popular with females.”

Ichigo flushed red himself and stuttered something inconsequential while Aizen hid a smirk about being correct of Ichigo’s shyness with women.

“How is your stay in Seireitei so far?” Aizen asked politely, putting on his charming smile and waiting for Ichigo to relax at the soft atmosphere. Instead, the teen scowled at nothing in particular and averted his gaze to the scenery around them.

“It’s okay, I guess. Despite not seeing any bars, it’s as good as a cage. A very large, comfortable cage, but a cage.”

Aizen smiled and quickly reevaluated how easy it would be to figure the teen out. “Yes, of course, it’s understandable. Being trapped isn’t any fun.”

Ichigo snorted and rolled his eyes. “Neither is being poked and prodded like an experiment. Although I suppose it could be worse, Captain Karrotsuchi has been requesting to dissect me.”

The captain was about to reply when Hinamori came with their tea, giving a brief bow before scurrying off to her duties. Ichigo looked curiously after her in amusement but shrugged his shoulders and turned his attention back to Aizen. Sousuke put on his best ‘I’m a good, friendly man’ smile and got to work on Ichigo again.

But the more Aizen got to know Ichigo, the more he realized what an enigma the young man was. Despite his rough brash attitude, and orange hair, Ichigo was intelligent, confident, and not to mention powerful. Although Aizen appreciated some of these qualities in a person, he found all three made it harder for him to manipulate them. But Ichigo wasn’t someone Aizen was trying to manipulate and therefore he let it slide and actually began to enjoy his company.

After their first conversation, Aizen and Ichigo began to meet more and more often just to talk, and sometimes instruct him as well. But Ichigo got enough lessons from the other captains so Aizen left it alone unless Ichigo specifically requested it of him. Ichigo also enjoyed the older man’s company. He was delighted to discover not only Aizen’s interest in Shakespeare but also that he had actually met the man. Although not when Shakespeare was alive Aizen wasn’t quite that old Shakespeare did live almost 500 years ago, but actually in one of Soul Society’s village slums. Aizen was likewise amused with Ichigo’s varied interests from fighting and brawling to sonnets and plays.

And although secure in his sexuality for well over 300 years, the captain couldn’t help but notice Ichigo in terms of attractiveness. The soft curves of his body, the hard lines of his muscle and the way he blushed. The brown eyes that were so different from his own, Aizen hadn’t fallen yet, but the potential was there and for one of the few times in his life, he didn’t really know how to handle it. But it was getting worse by the day and Aizen knew something had to be done when he started staring at Ichigo’s mouth when he talked and his tongue darted out to lick his lips.

“I hate it when you do that.” Ichigo said with a scowl, glaring at the captain whose sitting area they were in at the moment. Blinking, Aizen stared questioningly at the younger man while he raked his brain for what he could be doing wrong. “I see you do it all the times with other people, that calculating gleam when you try to figure out the best way to get what you want. I don’t mind it, but when you stare at me like that it gives me the creeps.”

Aizen smiled and once again applauded himself for finding a companion that was half way decent. It would take years if not decades and centuries for them to be anywhere near on the same level, but watching Ichigo’s advancement was half the fun. “I apologize.”

“Hmph. Whatever, I just don’t like it because it makes me feel like when you get what you want I’ll be useless.”

Aizen chuckled outright and reached across the table to take away the teacup Ichigo was lifting to his mouth. “You will never be useless to me.”

Leaning forward, Aizen ever so gently brushed his lips over Ichigo’s. Ichigo’s eyes widened and his breath hitched in shock but he didn’t pull away. Encouraged by the response, Aizen added a little more pressure with his lips and cupped the back of Ichigo’s head, tilting his chin up to deepen the kiss. The teen’s eyes fluttered shut and he moaned, lifting his hands to fist Aizen’s robes. Ichigo parted his lips, shivering when the captain dipped just the tip of his tongue into the younger man’s mouth.

His brow furrowed at the new sensation and pulled away, a strand of saliva connecting their mouths. Aizen’s brown eyes darkened behind his glasses and he began to press short, firm kisses to the orange-head’s mouth and then trailed them to his jaw line and then his neck. Ichigo moaned and turned his head to the side with a heavy blush as his sensitive throat was nipped lightly and a tongue darted out to sooth the slight hurt.

“Ai-Aizen!” Ichigo whimpered.

“Call me Sousuke, Ichigo.”

“Ah!” Ichigo cried out in surprise when the captain tipped him onto his back and resumed kissing him. Ichigo shuddered and flinched as his virgin body came into contact with the unfamiliar touch. “Sousuke!”

“Yes?”

“I-I’m not sure I’m-I’m ready.”

Sousuke stopped, pulling away and staring at the young man with a soft smile. “Of course. A gentleman like myself would never think to take the virginity of a beautiful man like you without first courting and wooing you.”

“Um…” Ichigo blushed even hotter and turned his head to the side in pleasure and embarrassment.

“Do I have permission to do that?” Sousuke asked, leaning back and capturing Ichigo’s hand, pressing a soft kiss to the knuckles.

“Don’t you have to ask my father’s permission?” Ichigo said, unable to help laughing at the ‘proper’ way Sousuke was acting.

“Yes, of course I will.” Sousuke leaned down and kissed Ichigo again, breaking it off before either of them could get swept away again.

“I was just joking.” Ichigo muttered, knowingly too well how his crazy father would react to such a request, and remembering a bit painfully that he didn’t even know when he would get to see his father again.

“Hm. Than perhaps just your consent.” Sousuke didn’t wait for an answer and slid off Ichigo, offering a hand to the befuddled teen.

“If you want.” Ichigo muttered, looking at his feet to avoid Sousuke’s intense gaze.

“I very much want.” Sousuke purred, a darker, more possessive tone creeping into his voice, making Ichigo look up in surprise. He blinked as he saw Sousuke’s usual smile gone with a smirk in place and his brown eyes dark and narrowed with lust.

Taking a step back and frowning, he hit the wall as Sousuke moved forward and planted a hand next to his head. Opening his mouth, Ichigo never got the chance to ask what was wrong because Sousuke was kissing him. Not like before, though. This kiss was deeper and more demanding, making Ichigo’s knees trembled and his was stomach doing little flip-flops. Ichigo tried to return the kiss with his own exploring tongue, but Sousuke quickly dominated it and pressed all of his tall, hard body into Ichigo’s.

The younger Shinigami groaned as he felt something hard press into him that was decidedly NOT a sword or a sheath. Reality crashed down on him when he remembered this was a fully grown man that he barely knew. Sousuke immediately sensed the change and broke the kiss before Ichigo had a chance to panic.

They both just stood there for a moment, their breath mingling as they calmed down. Closing his eyes, Sousuke pressed a kiss to Ichigo’s forehead and pulled away. “Do you want me to walk you back to your quarters?” He asked quietly.

Ichigo shook his head. “No, I think I’ll go on a bit of a walk to, uh, calm down.”

Sousuke would have smirked if he hadn’t had over a century of conditioning to mask his emotions. “Very well. May I take you on a date tomorrow?”

Ichigo swallowed and nodded. “I think I would enjoy that.”

“Does dinner by the river sound good? Provided that none of my duties interfere.”

“Um, yeah, that sounds good.”

Sousuke finally pulled away from his companion and pressed another kiss to Ichigo’s hand. “Sleep well, number one guardian.”

“You too.” With that Ichigo was off.

For a long time, Sousuke sat thinking. Despite what people might think about his ‘soft’ appearance, he did not develop relationships with others without a lot of consideration and thought. And a relationship such as the one he wished with Ichigo- a romantic one- bared a great deal of planning and charm so as to keep the beautiful creature in his good graces, not to mention his bed, for a long time to come. Although he disliked considering such weaklings as competition, he had to make sure that a few certain male Shinigami held no interest to Ichigo.

He was fairly certain that captain Zaraki would not pose too much threat, but that red haired lieutenant Abarai might actually be appealing to the youth. Not that Sousuke would even consider the possibility of losing such a magnificent prize, but he also didn’t want to take the risk. He would have Kurosaki Ichigo, mind, body, and soul.

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The second part of this will be in the next chapter, so don’t worry! I just broke it up because it was getting so long.