The Crumbling World

This was a result of me not being able to get the image of Ichigo in pigtails out of my head. In “Crush” I also had poor Ichigo getting his hair done, I am so evil. XD

WARNINGS!!! Mentions of…rubbing. Yaoi situations.

The Crumbling World: Chapter 5

Ichigo’s POV

I woke up slowly, fighting the pull to the real world as a snuggled underneath the blankets. They moved, pulling me tight against something hard. I mumbled, trying to escape the confinement. My memories from last night came crashing back down on me as I felt skin that wasn’t my own pressed under my face. I stilled, frowning as I analyzed the situation. We hadn’t moved much in the night and my body was stiff from staying in the same position. Kenpachi’s arm had drawn me even closer against himself and there wasn’t even an inch of space between us.

I shifted, freezing as he groaned and mumbled against my hair, his hips moving forward. I then realized that he had a typical male morning erection. Even through both of our pants I could feel it brushing against my ass, rubbing along my crack as he moved his hips forward for friction. He was obviously asleep, for which I am very thankful, but I wish I was as well. This is so awkward!

I tried to move my hips away from his but he mumbled in his sleep, rolling over onto his stomach with me under him. He stops rocking against me and grunts, not moving any more. I squirm and move slowly from underneath him. Damn, he’s so fucking heavy! Not to mention I’m now aware of my own problem being pressed between me and the sheets. Fuck! If it was just a morning erection I would write it off as nothing more than an embarrassment. But I hadn’t gotten hard until Kenpachi had rubbed his own hard penis against me.

Shit.

Kenpachi’s POV

I had been awake for awhile now, just watching the boy sleep. His face was even more beautiful when it was relaxed, unaware. At a certain point I realized I was actually hard from our closeness, his small body seemed to burn mine wherever we touched. I murmured in contentment and brought my hips forward, seeking some sort of friction to relieve the pressure. He moved in my arms and I realized he was actually awake and trying to get away.

I didn’t let on that I was awake and instead moved so he was sprawled beneath me. It was hard to not rub myself against him again, but I was satisfied with snuggling against his warm body. His breath had quickened, making me smirk slightly. I know I shouldn’t be playing with him like this, but it felt too good. Soon Yachiru would be bursting in here and we can both pretend this never happened. But right now I wanted to soak up the sensation of having a warm body next to mine. It had been so long since I had a bed partner, so long since I had found someone interesting.

“Ken-chan! Ichi-chan!” Speak of the devil.

Ichigo’s POV

Yachiru burst into the hut, screaming both of our names loudly. I jumped, throwing Kenpachi off of me and rolling away.

He simply yawned and stretched, my eyes traced down his body before I could help myself before snapping away. Yachiru bounced onto the bed and launched her small arms around me.

“Ichi-chan! You have to play with me!”

“Er, okay.”

“Yay!”

A second later Yumichika burst in with a dress in his hands. “Ichigo-chan!” He cried happily, holding the dress out in front of him. “I brought you a change of clothes!”

I stared at him. He smiled happily back. Kenpachi started chuckling deeply from the other side of the bed and I blew up.

“I’m not a fucking girl!!!” I screamed, ready to kill the next person who suggested that.

He looked at me like I was stupid. “I know that.”

I stared. He stared.

“Then why would you bring me a /dress/ to wear!?” I ask incredulously.

“Because I think you would look beautiful in it!”

He smiled. Kenpachi laughed again. I started yelling.

“JUST BECAUSE I TAKE AFTER MY MOM DOESN’T MAKE ME FEMININE!!!” I screamed. “And…and…I am very very manly!” I said, hitting my chest hard.

“Yeah, you’re practically sweating with all the manliness you have in you.” Ikkaku decided to join us, yawning and scratching his head as he took in the scene.

“Damn right I am!”

“I think you would look pretty in it Ichi-chan!” Yachiru chirped.

“…”

“…”

“…”

“He he he…” Ikkaku started giggling, clutching his stomach tightly. “HA HA HA!!!” He laughed hysterically, rolling on the floor.

Yumichika sighed and stepped over his fallen form and outside. Yachiru jumped on top of him, shoving her hands into his face. “You laugh too much, Kaku-chan! You’re going to hurt yourself again!”

He tried to push the girl off of him and yelled when she bit his head. “Get her off! Get her off!” He screamed, running out the hut, his screams fading out as he got farther away.

I stared at the place they just were with a dumbfounded look on my face. Kenpachi didn’t even bat an eye, stretching and scratching his bare stomach. I stared. I knew I was doing it, but I couldn’t help it. How does somebody get muscles like that? I work out a lot and I’m not even remotely close to being that fit. I can’t help but feel jealous.

…

…I wonder what they feel like…

…

Moving on! I turn around abruptly as he drops his pants to get undressed. Stupid, stupid man.

“Oi, Ichigo.” I turn around and glare at him with my arms crossed over his chest. “Let’s go.”

-With Grimmjow

“We’ve found their trail.” Ulquiorra said emotionlessly to Grimmjow.

Grimmjow grinned and fingered the hilt of his sword. “Good.” He said with a laugh. “Let’s go.”

Ichigo’s POV

I was being tortured. Ikkaku was holding me down while Yachiru and Yumichika were putting my hair into pigtails. I vowed to punch the other men once I managed to escape. My hair wasn’t long enough to go into pigtails so instead they stuck out from the side of my head in two little bundles of orange spikes. I scowled at them as Ikkaku laughed and Yumichika cooed over me.

I hate them so much right now. I count myself lucky they haven’t forced me into a dress like some large doll they can play with. I’m scowling at them heavily and throwing whatever curses I can think of.

“What…” We all turned at the sound of the gruff voice. Kenpachi stood their staring at the four of us with a raised eyebrow. “What the hell are you guys doing?” His eyes lingered on me and his lips twitched into a smile as he caught sight of the pigtails.

“Nothing.” Yumichika said as he dropped his hands from my head.

Kenpachi shrugged his shoulders and slumped onto the ground next to us. Ikkaku let go of me and my hands instantly went for my hair to take out the damn ties.

“No!” Yachiru protested. “Don’t take them out Ichi!”

My hands faltered as her lower lip pouted out and her eyes began to fill with tears.

“Fine.” I said with a grumble. “I won’t take them out.” She smiled and all was right in the world again. Who cares if a bunch of outlaws see me with pigtails?

“It suits you.” Kenpachi said as he took a swig of beer he had in his hand.

“Fuck you.” I snap, sulking.

“I think I would be doing the fucking.” Kenpachi’s eye narrowed dangerously and his sharp teeth glinted in the light as he smirked.

“Wait-what?” I ask, suddenly flustered at the turn in conversation.

Ikkaku’s face twists in amusement and Yumichika sighs.

“I would be doing the fucking.” He repeats; face slack in disinterest while his eyes betray them with amusement.

I spluttered for a few seconds. “Th-that’s not what I meant!” I stuttered out, glaring at him.

“Whatever.” Kenpachi said, Ichigo huffed and looked away, but Kenpachi continued to look at him from the corner of his eye.

Yumichika stifled a smirk while Ikkaku just had a confused expression on his face as he looked back and forth between them.

“Zaraki-sama!” A gangly man ran up to Kenpachi, panting. “The ransom note was intercepted and Aizen’s gang is heading this way right now.”

“Yay! A fight!” Yachiru cheered. Kenpachi grunted and got to his feet slowly, cracking his hands in front of him.

“What are the chances the guys who tried to kidnap Ichigo are part of Aizen’s crew?” Ikkaku asked, also getting to his feet.

“It doesn’t matter.” Kenpachi said gruffly. “It comes to the same thing.” He glanced over at Ichigo and grabbed a man that was walking past. “You watch him” He ordered pointing to Ichigo. “You let him out of your sight, I’ll kill you.”

The man nodded with a frightened look on his face, shooting Ichigo a nervous glance.

“Right!” Ikkaku said, drawing his sword, “Let’s go!”

With that Kenpachi, Ikkaku, Yumichika and some of the other outlaws went out to attack the group before they reached the camp. Ichigo was left staring after them with a cross expression on his face, he eyed his designated guard who glared at him.

“Don’t even think about it.” The man growled and grabbed the scruff of Ichigo’s neck. “You’re not going anywhere.”

Ichigo rolled his eyes and jerked out of the man’s harsh grip. “It doesn’t look like it, does it.” He replied moodily. The man watched him suspiciously but didn’t say anything more.

-Kenpachi’s POV

What a bunch of weaklings. The men here were nothing more than grunts, no real finesse behind the swing of the sword. It made me wonder why the fuck Aizen sent these pansy-ass pussies to fight. We slaughtered them in less than 5 minutes. What a waste of time.

-Ichigo’s POV

The men that had been left at the camp were all dead or injured. As soon as Kenpachi and the others had left, they had been ambushed by Grimmjow and some of his men. Unarmed and vulnerable, I ran to the stables to get Zangetsu and hopefully manage to escape. I stumbled over a log but managed to keep upright and ran on.

“There you are, Strawberry.” A voice purred behind me. I jerked around and fell onto my back as I saw a familiar blue-haired figure walking towards me, sheathing a bloody sword. “Hello, my pet.”

“You!” I snarled, trying to get up and run away but falling in my haste.

“Beautiful Strawberry.” Grimmjow said with a smirk. “You’re coming with me.”

“Like hell!” I shot back and managed to get to my feet, searching the area frantically for something that I could fight with. Finding nothing, I turned to run again but Grimmjow grabbed my arm and dragged me to him.

“Sorry I had to do this.” Grimmjow growled into my ear, then there was a sharp pain in the back of my head and everything went black.

Kenpachi’s POV

Ichigo was gone. The fight earlier had apparently been to divert their attention away from the camp so they could get Ichigo back. A couple of the men had died and now I was pissed. Not because of the men dying (they should have been stronger) but because Ichigo had been kidnapped. They had stolen his (//their//) kidnappie. That makes me angry.

Ichigo is mine (//ours//) and I’m going to get him back.

They’ll be taking them to Aizen first. We have to get there before Grimmjow does anything to Ichigo.

I’m angry. Very angry. I had forgotten what it felt like to be truly angry, usually it’s just the joy of fighting and adrenaline pumping through me. I forgot that anger is this twisting beast that doesn’t //have// to be let out, but //needs// to be let out.

I want him back.

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