His Lies

Chapter 4

Lust and Regret

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Ichigo\'s grip on the chopsticks loosened, the sticks falling onto the plate while Ishida\'s eyes starred at a particular spot on a wall.



"Wha... what are you talking about?" Ichigo asked, trying to somehow pretend as if he didn\'t know anything.

Fail.

"You shouldn\'t underestimate me... Kurosaki, don\'t tell me you still don\'t know me?"

Ichigo\'s face dropped, Ishida had never called him by his first name ever since they both shared their first kiss, but now...



"I don\'t blame you, Hisagi is cute, but that\'s just what I would expect from a man whore..." Ishida added, getting himself up.

"But why... did you..."

"Pretend to still not know? Cause it would make Inoue and Sado start talking, it would\'ve been... troublesome..." Ishida said, still refusing to look at Ichigo.



"Well, I hope you enjoy tonight\'s dinner, it\'ll be your last here, you can find somewhere else to stay first thing in the morning..." Ishida explained, still bringing out a smile, he turned around to Ichigo, just to look at him for the last time.



"You out of all people should know... I hate whores," He snarled, his smiling fading into a vicious look.



Ichigo felt a large slap land on his cheek, it was as if his entire world was hit by a typhoon which was of Ishida. Questions ran through his mind, how the hell that he find out? He had to know...



"How..." A soft whimper came out to an Ishida who was nearly entering his room.



"You should be more carefull next time, cumming on my carpet, having bits on pieces of sixty-nines on my table, even the kid next door would find out within a second if he were me... you\'re really dumb you know that," Ishida muttered.



"But..."



"Hearing your voice sickens me Ichigo... just... get out of my life..." Ishida muttered, closing his eyes as he said.

A loud bang was triggered from him banging the door shut, Ishida leaned on the door, tears streaming down his cheeks, his glasses falling on the ground.



Ichigo stood rooted to the same spot, every muscle in his body refused to move, even his heart seemed to spot beating, everything somehow stopped, the clock nearby stopped ticking, the trickle of the tap water froze...



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A loud metal-screech sounded from the clock next to the bed. The thin man rose his arm to knock it off the table, silencing the noise immediately.

Ishida streched his arms, a yawn following after, it had been a long time since he had slept by himself, he always found himself under Ichigo arms... always...



"Shut up Ishida..." He said to himself, forcing himself to remove every strain of memory he had with Ichigo.

He rubbed his eyes, noticing the wet stains he made on the pillows from the whole night of crying, Ishida laughed at that, amazed at how weak he actually was.

Yet a part of him forced himself to open the door, to see whether Ichigo was sleeping soundly on the couch, but as he did, he found no traces of the orange-haired boy, no traces of his scent or his reitsu.

Ishida was soon enough convinced that Ichigo was long gone.



"That\'s the way it\'s meant to be I guess..." Ishida said quietly to himself, recalling the sudden hurt he saw in Ichigo just a couple of hours before...



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Ichigo had moved in with Ishida ever since his father left Karakura to a nearby remote town with his two sisters. He was tempted for the offer for his own apartment, but decided against it when Ishida offered him to stay at his place... like a couple.

"Ishida..." Ichigo mouthed to himself, his eyes resting on the crystal waters of the river running downstream.

Flashes of them ran through his mind, over and over, refusing to end. Ichigo didn\'t want to cry, he found it uncool to do so, espically someone like him who took pride in being someone who had the ability to charm someone so easily. He grabbed a portion of his hair, trying to pull it out from its roots with little success.

A scream blew out from his throat, echoing through the flora fauna surrounding him, the waves rippling slightly from the impact of his scream.

Ichigo fell to his knees, his head landing on the soft grass, tearing uncontrollobly streaming out from his eyes, the same eyes which he remember Ishida starring at with such passion and ...



He couldn\'t take it anymore... he wanted to rip Hisagi into pieces, he wanted to stab himself with his zanpakuto several times...

Ichigo longed so much for the touch of Ishida\'s cold fingers to brush against his hair, for his frail body to wrap around his body... to hear Ishida\'s voice singing in his ears...

Ichigo was afraid to go back... he was afraid to see Ishida again, Ishida\'s last words struck him so hard it left a scar in his heart, refusing to heal, refusing to let him free...



"I\'ll kill you... Hisagi..." Ichigo started in a psycothic tone, his eyes tightening with rage.

He stood up, only to hear his name being called out by that familar hard tone which he remember so clearly screaming out for him yesterday.

"Hisagi..." Ichigo repeated, all emotion in his face vanishing.



Hisagi stopped, his eyes widening at a Ichigo so messed up, in such a state. He backed away slightly at the look of Ichigo\'s face, the look of a psycopath...

"Ichigo... you... okay?"



Ichigo inched towards Hisagi... while he backed off again, Hisagi felt a bad wave of karma wash over him only that this time it wasn\'t the same one he felt... this time it felt more...

Ichigo broke out into a run, tackling Hisagi down onto the grass, his fist flying towards the man\'s jaw at once. Hisagi tried to retort, but found himself crushed by the weight of Ichigo, pressing against him with all the energy he could master.

But before Ichigo could land the fifth punch, he stopped, and he instantly found his head on Hisagi\'s chest, suddenly breaking out into nothing but tears again.



Hisagi closed his eyes, confused yet from his feelings for Ichigo, his hands brushed against the orange hair, softly reaching his neck...

"Ichigo..."

"Sorry, Hisagi... i\'m sorry," Ichigo apologized, his head still sticking onto the man\'s chest.

A wave of pleasure washed over Ichigo, he somehow saw Ishida in Hisagi... the way his fingers ran through his hair... the way his voice seemed to ease him instantly.

It was then Ichigo found his lips pressing against Hisagi\'s, hungrily tasting the man\'s soft skin, exploring the depths of his mouth...



Ichigo was tempted to go further, but stopped soon enough, getting himself up, ignoring the fact that his cock was sticking out of his shorts since he wasn\'t wearing any boxers.

"Can I... stay with you Hisagi?" Ichigo asked, his eyes again finding it\'s way to the river.



"Yeah... but why?"

"Ishida... Ishida found out..."

"Fuc..."

"Na... it\'s okay, that\'s just how life roll\'s doesn\'t it... we two just weren\'t meant to be I guess... it never was," Ichigo explained, smiling in return to Hisagi.



"Come Hisagi, let\'s go home then," The eager Ichigo said, his hands founds its way into Hisagi\'s, squeezing the other\'s hands, he smiled again, trying his best to block out every thought of Ishida... every single one...



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Fuck.... fuck... I know this one... I remember reading about this one...

Ishida\'s pen cancelled out the whole sentence, his guy feeling telling him it was the wrong anwser to the seventh question.



Comeon...

Ishida couldn\'t think straight anymore, as he tried to remember what he studied, the face of the orange-hair guy who he was considered his lover kept appearing his mind. His hands clenched into a fist and slammed the table, recieving the attention of everyone in the classroom, including the teacher.



"Shh!" The teacher hissed.

Ishida lowered his head, ignoring the laughs he heard in the background, he had to get a hold of himself...



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"What happened Ishida? It isn\'t like you to get stressed over a test," Chad began as the three of them started to the roof.

"It\'s nothing... it was a difficult test after all..."

"Oh? I can\'t believe my Ishida found it difficult... I found it very easy," Inoue bragged, her finger on her chin in deep thought.

"I believed the teacher when she said it would be difficult... but that was..."



"Shut up..."



Inoue and Chad stopped, their face tightening to look at the tearfull Ishida.

Ishida fell to his knees, unable to control himself any longer.

"Ichigo... Ichigo and I... broke up..." Ishida confessed, the tears now flowing down his cheeks like a parade.



Inoue placed her palm on her lips, hiding her gasp, Chad placed his hands in his pockets, looking out of the window, having nothing to say.



"Ishida, i\'m so sorry,"

Inoue kneeled down beside him, putting a comfortable arm around him.



"It\'s not your fault Inoue... I just sometime on my own, i\'ll be okay," Ishida said, using Inoue as a support while he stood up.

He untied the tie around his collar, and tossed it over, ready to ditch the compound.

"I\'ll see you guys tomorow then, save me a seat when I get there..."



Ishida walked out of the exit, glad no teachers were able to see him as he made his way out of the compound. The sun was already above him, indicatin noon, Ishida held the temptation to think what Ichigo would have been doing now if they were still together, probably drinking out of the carton... he could still taste traces of Ichigo\'s flavour from today\'s juice...

Ishida sat himself on the bench, unable to take the strain of standing in the hot sun any longer, he starred blankly infront of him, the cars zooming by him, busily rushing to their destinations...

He could hear footsteps edging closer to him, he ignored it at first, thinking it was just some person making their way home, but it soon ended just behind him, and two hands covered his eyes.



Ishida\'s heart roared.



Was it Ichigo? His heart longed for it to be Ichigo, he wanted to hear Ichigo\'s voice... he wanted to...

"Yo Ishida!"



Ishida\'s heart darkened again, the voice of Renji entered his ears, his face once again darkening.

"Oh... hi there Abari..."

"That\'s all? Man\'o man... don\'t tell me you\'re not excited to see me?"

Ishida couldn\'t help but snicker at his comment, he hadn\'t changed a bit since he last saw him...

"Of course I am... just got some things on my mind..."

"Arn\'t you supposed to be in school?" Renji asked in his curious yet stern voice all at once.

"Yeah... just can\'t get myself to be in there today... it\'s, difficult," Ishida explained.

Renji stood there, pretending to understand what Ishida was saying when he had no idea what he was saying at all.



Renji smacked Ishida\'s shoulders, a sore forming at once with a Ishida complaning about how hard Renji was hitting.

"Let\'s go Ishida... let\'s go cheer you up," Renji told him, sticking his thumb up with a wink.



Ishida rose a brow, lowering his head once again, unsure if Renji could actually cheer him up or annoy the hell out of him.

"Okay then Abari... just don\'t kill me in the process..."