Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

Review Replies- Usmorgan: I never thought slutty Ichigo would be so popular!
VioletyEyes: Well this one is *lots* longer.
Tiramisu: I hope it is =D
MasterAkira: Kenpachi is pretty distracting...
Nusku: kukuku thanks!
ShadowofLight: I got you hooked, huh? Does that mean I'm obligated to fulfill your addictions? =P
Yakumo: Thanks!
Sciamachy: I will be writing more ChadIchi, don't worry.
Lynzee: Hm, let me see... save Rukia, or have sex with a beast like Kenpachi... Decisions, decisions.
XoXgaaraXoX: thanks for pointing it out, I'll fix it!
kageneko_malfoy: For some reason I crave chocolate covered cherries...
Skye: I'll try to get to it if I have time!

Pairing: Kisuke x Ichigo

Summary: This was specially done for my thousandth reviewer Unofficial Biznesz. As the title indicates, time is warped a little in this fic because while it’s in the canon universe, Ichigo becomes a shinigami when Urahara is still a captain. He’s the youngest brother of the Shiba clan, and therefore is Ichigo Shiba. Urahara first sees Ichigo when he’s practicing capoeira outside of class and falls into instant lust with him, which later becomes something more.

Contains: Sex, smut, cursing.

Beta’d by KitsuneKiri- thank you very much!!!

Warping the Pendulum

Urahara Kisuke was enthralled with the sight that he had so coincidentally come upon. Long, sinewy limbs flexed and bent as the orange hair boy danced around the practice mat. He stared and swallowed a little harshly as the shinigami student did an armless cartwheel, the muscles in his back and stomach slick with sweat as he continued to go through the graceful motions of Capoeira, Dance fighting.

He had heard of it before, seen it before, but never had he witnessed it done so beautifully and naturally. He continued to watch the unaware man and was so taken that he failed to notice his lieutenant walking up behind him.

“What are you doing, idiot?” Hiyori kicked him in the back of his knees, making him stagger forward. Before he could reply her eyes flickered over to the boy and she smirked.

“Oh? You are enamored with the new genius, huh?”

“Ah, do you know him?” Urahara grinned broadly and his eyes turned into little half moons as he tried to laugh off his interest.

“Maybe.” She said slyly. “Oi! Strawberry!”

The orange haired man stopped and turned around to glare at Hiyori.

“How many times do I have to tell you that it’s Ichigo, stupid fang girl!?”

Ah, so Ichigo was his name.

“Don’t call me that, baldy!”

“I’m not bald, my hair is orange you idiot!”

Before the fight could continue, Urahara stepped in between them and patted Hiyori on the shoulder.

“Hey now, let’s not fight!” He turned to Ichigo with a lazy smile and heavy lidded eyes that were sure to enamor him.

“My name is-”

“He’s Urahara Kisuke. You better watch out Berry-tan, he was perving on you a second ago.”

Urahara tried to keep up his easy smile and laugh it off, but Ichigo’s expression quickly turned to a scowl.

“Another one of those, huh?”

“What you mean another one?” Urahara asked with a frown but Ichigo wasn’t listening to him.

“I’ve had it up to here with you Shinigami coming up to me and ogling me like I’m sort of merchandise on the market.”

“I wasn’t ogling.” Urahara tried to interject, but it just made Hiyori snicker while Ichigo continued on.

“I’m not going to sleep with you just because you’re a captain, and I most certainly wouldn’t waste my time on a lazy, conceited bastard like yourself!”

With that Ichigo stormed off, and Urahara was left to gape after him while Hiyori laughed.

“Was it something I said?” Urahara said mournfully.

“Meh, it’s nothing personal with that brat. He has everyone and their fathers after his ass and power so he gets a bit irritated.”

“That was just a bit irritated?” Urahara asked and sighed again as he remembered the creamy skin.

“You should see him when he really gets pissed off. I really don’t see how he could have an older brother like Kaien…” Hiyori mused to herself.

“So he’s…Ichigo Shiba?” Urahara said more to himself and made a mental note to look up any records pertaining to the beautiful man later.

Hiyori saw the look and snorted before kicking him in the ass hard enough to make him stumble a few feet.

“Don’t even think about it. The Shiba siblings are very protective of him and will bring hell on your head if you even do half the things I know you’re thinking of doing to him.”

But regardless of Hiyori’s words, Urahara was already plotting away. By the time Ichigo Shiba graduated from the academy, Urahara had already secured a spot for him in his division. Zaraki Kenpachi put up a good fight for him, but in the end he scared Ichigo off by being so…forceful.

Urahara was nothing, if not perceptive. He knew that Ichigo favored men over women. That knowledge had come to him from Hiyori who was griping about finding Ichigo tangled in the sheets with another male student. He was more then just a little pissed off that Ichigo had slept with someone else, but it wasn’t like he had any claims to the young Shinigami, yet, and it did give him a valuable piece of information.

Urahara was also very laid back, and was content to let things happen as long as it wasn’t life threatening. However he knew that tactic wouldn’t work with letting Ichigo come to him because Ichigo had no incentive to do so. As dashing, handsome and charming as Urahara was, his own description, Ichigo would never come to him. Ichigo was too naïve and stand offish for that.

Therefore, Urahara Kisuke took advantage of the fact that he was Ichigo’s captain and got to know him. It helped that Ichigo was already a third seat officer, and therefore Urahara had many more excuses to get to know Ichigo. He found out that Ichigo scowled a lot, but he was also smart, witty, and when he smiled it made Urahara’s heart thump loudly in his chest.

Fortune looked in favor of Urahara earlier then he anticipated. While taking a routine glance about in Mayuri’s labs with Ichigo, Hiyori accidentally knocked into a shelf and a bottle of something fell onto Ichigo. Ichigo blinked for a second as the red liquid dripped down his face and Urahara panicked.

He frantically began to yank Ichigo’s clothes off to get the fluid off of him and wiped his face as Mayuri entered.

“My my, I would think that it was you that the potion fell on with the way you are acting.”

Urahara blinked mid motion as he was pulling off Ichigo’s shirt.

“Pardon?”

“Hm?” Mayuri looked at Ichigo who was starting to flush heavily and shiver. “It seems I am mistaken.”

“What fell on him?” Urahara asked in worry and Mayuri chuckled, which was never a good sign.

“Just a simple lust potion.”

Urahara froze as Ichigo began to whimper and lean against Urahara.

“Wh-what?”

“You better get him to his private quarters before he does something he will regret.”

Urahara quickly gathered Ichigo into his arms and flash stepped to his own house. As soon as they got inside, Ichigo grabbed a hunk of Urahara’s hair and smashed their mouths together.

“Fuck, Kisuke.” Ichigo moaned as he broke away, rubbing his body up against Urahara and panting heavily.

Urahara groaned as well and inhaled sharply as Ichigo fell to his knees and began to hastily undo Urahara’s hakama. He looked so beautiful with his flushed face and glazed eyes- Wait a minute.

Ichigo took Urahara into his mouth and Urahara instantly lost his train of thought. Warm wetness surrounded him and Ichigo confidently relaxed his throat muscles and took Urahara deep inside of him. The man knew how to suck cock. Urahara shook his head. This wasn’t right. Ichigo was affected by whatever fell on him in Mayuri’s lab.

But why did that matter? Ichigo clearly wanted it, he was there for Urahara to take, but he hesitated.

Why?

Ichigo swallowed the excess fluid in his mouth and Urahara shuddered in pleasure. Saliva trickled out of the corner of Ichigo’s mouth, sliding down his chin temptingly.

Urahara liked Ichigo. He liked Ichigo a lot. He didn’t want his relationship with Ichigo to be ruined because he couldn’t help but fuck Ichigo into the nearest surface when it was offered to him. He really, really wanted to be buried inside of Ichigo’s tight, pert ass. But instead he gently removed Ichigo’s mouth from his weeping cock and pulled him up to stand.

“Kisuke, fuck me.” Ichigo whined and rocked his groin against Urahara’s leg.

“Not when you’re like this.” Urahara said regretfully and inhaled sharply as Ichigo grabbed his erect dick still wet from his mouth and began to pump him.

“Like what? Horny? I know you want to fuck me. You and the other men are all the same.” Ichigo grumbled the last bit and Urahara’s heart sank. He was just seen as another one of the men that chased after Ichigo.

He pushed Ichigo away firmly.

“Enough. Get into the shower and wash that potion off.” He turned away and didn’t see the slightly hurt look go through Ichigo’s eyes. With a stiff body, Ichigo left to do as Urahara said.

Urahara threw himself into one of the chairs at the kitchen table. He eyed the bottle of sake and the cup next to it for a moment before opening the sake and drinking straight out of it.

Ichigo stepped out of the shower with a much clearer head then before. He dried off a bit shakily and cringed at the memory of what he did. He tried to get Urahara to sleep with him… and was rejected. Ichigo should have known that the only man he had ever lo-liked wouldn’t like him back.

He stepped out of the bathroom and almost stumbled when Urahara Kisuke came out of nowhere and latched onto him.

“Captain Urahara!?” Ichigo asked incredulously, earning himself a giggle in return. “Are you drunk?”

“Mmm, Ichigo.” Urahara said with a slur and hugged Ichigo tightly, making Ichigo gasp.

“Can’t…breathe…”

Urahara released him but instead grabbed his ass with both hands. Ichigo let out a yelp and tried to pry the offending hands off of him, but they wouldn’t budge.

“Ichigo, I wanna fuck you so bad.” Urahara said with a sigh and buried his head into Ichigo’s shoulder, making Ichigo’s chest clench.

That’s all he was. A good fuck. Over the years of his life and death, he had been lusted over many times by males and females. It was only after his death that he began a tentative relationship with a man in the 79th district who had been a mentor of sorts. Everything had gone well until it turned from romantic to sexual. He tired of Ichigo ‘being a prude’ and had taken Ichigo’s virginity in a very painful and memorable night.

It hadn’t started off too bad, and Ichigo was willing at first, but as the man grew more violent Ichigo tried to back out. His lover wouldn’t let him and it turned into rape. In the morning he pleaded for Ichigo to stay, but the damage was done and Ichigo left for the shinigami academy.

He’d had a few flings here and there, but it all came down to just sex. He used his partners just as much as they used him, and that worked for him. Until Urahara came, and he fell in love.

“Ichigoooo…” Urahara drew out his name and giggled. “So beautiful, my Ichigoooo.”

Ichigo sighed. “You’re drunk.”

“On love!” He gave Ichigo a wet kiss. “With my Ichigoooo.”

Ichigo felt his heart beat quicken despite himself, but then remembered that Urahara was just drunk.

“You’ll regret saying that in the morning.”

“I would never regret doing anything with you.”

Ichigo blinked. That last line sounded almost sober. He glanced at Urahara who was still leaning on him, but his eyes were sharp and alert.

“Captain Urahara…”

“Captains like me can’t stay drunk long because of our high spirit pressure.” Urahara complained, still not detaching himself from Ichigo. They stared into each others’ eyes, and the very air seemed to crackle with tension.

Then ever-so slowly, Urahara leaned down and kissed Ichigo. Ichigo could taste the power on Urahara’s lips, and it sent electric shocks through his body and straight to his groin.

“Ichigo.” Urahara murmured and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek before moving down.

“Ichigo.” Another quick kiss to his neck and now Urahara was parting his shirt and Ichigo’s breath was hitching.

“Ichigo.” Urahara’s mouth moved over his stomach and his tongue circled around Ichigo’s belly button before darting inward.

Ichigo’s breath hitched.

“Ichigo.”

His hakama was down by his knees now and Urahara was nuzzling his erection.

“Stop saying my name and use your mouth for something else!” Ichigo snapped, making Urahara chuckle before licking him almost delicately.

“Urahara!”

“Ich-i-go.” Urahara said in a sing song tone and Ichigo growled.

“If you’re just playing with me, I’m going to leave.” Ichigo began to move away but Urahara stopped him with a serious look in his eyes.

“I’m not just playing with you.” He murmured. “But I need you to relax and let me take care of you.”

Ichigo swallowed and then nodded.

“Please call me by my first name. We are going to be lovers after all.”

Ichigo nodded again and Kisuke smiled at him before engulfing his cock. Ichigo let out an embarrassing whimpering noise at the sudden action and covered his mouth with his hands. Kisuke looked rather smug with a cock in his mouth and Ichigo shuddered when he began to suck.

The next few minutes moved both slowly and far too quickly for Ichigo’s tastes. Kisuke managed to maneuver both of them into the bedroom where Ichigo was eased onto the bed while Kisuke resumed the blow job.

Their clothes were shed off and spread throughout the room randomly, but neither of them cared about that when Kisuke was trying to find the lube and Ichigo was trying not to be nervous.

Kisuke knelt in between his spread legs and rubbed his hands together to warm the slick substance. He stroked Ichigo’s thighs almost reverently before slide his fingers behind Ichigo’s balls to stroke the puckered hole. Ichigo gasped as his nerve endings were stimulated and then trailed off to a groan as two fingers wiggled their way inside of him.

“Fuck!” Ichigo dug his fingers into the bedding and lifted his hips into the sensation that was familiar in routine, but so new when it came to technique.

Kisuke took his time preparing Ichigo despite his own raging desire, and it proved to be fruitful as Ichigo was almost reduced to begging the captain to take him. Kisuke slid his fingers out slowly and grinned at the shiver it produced.

“Which position do you prefer?” Kisuke asked and pressed a kiss to Ichigo’s shoulders.

“I want to see you.” Ichigo answered and stared up at Kisuke who gave a goody grin.

“Of course! Who wouldn’t? Ow!” He rubbed his head where Ichigo had hit him. “That hurt.”

“I’ll hurt you a lot more than that if you don’t get on with it.”

Kisuke wasn’t scared of Ichigo’s threats, but he was eager to continue nonetheless. He poured some lube onto his hand and stroked himself a few times before wiping the excess fluid onto the bed. Ichigo moaned as Kisuke stroked him a few times before spreading his legs even further apart so he could fit between them.

He pressed Ichigo’s legs up so they rest comfortably in the crook of his elbow before he guided himself to Ichigo’s entrance. He teased the head of his cock against the tight hole and smirked at the way it winked at him as Ichigo shivered before glaring.

“I want you, Kisuke.” Ichigo purred seductively and Kisuke swallowed. What a lucky man he was.

So Kisuke finally pressed inside. It was so much better than he could have imagined. He had to steady himself against the bed as pleasure threatened to overwhelm and chanced a glance up into Ichigo’s face as he made a noise of discomfort.

Ichigo was stifling the noises he was making by biting down into the knuckle of his hand. Kisuke made a ‘tsk’ing sound and shook his head at his precious love before pulling the hand away.

“I want to hear you.” He told Ichigo who was looking very flushed and panting. “Has it been that long since you’ve had sex?”

Ichigo turned redder and glared daggers at him.

“Since…penetration, yes.” He gasped as Kisuke slid in the rest of the way and trembled.

“But it doesn’t help that you’re big.”

“My, you are flattering.” Kisuke murmured and nuzzled Ichigo’s hair while Ichigo shuddered.

Ichigo gripped his blond hair and tugged his head to bring their mouths together. Kisuke grinned into the kiss, making Ichigo growl and nip at his lips. Kisuke nipped back and then tangled his tongue with Ichigo’s as he began to move.

Their bodies came together smoothly and effortlessly as though they had been lovers for years. Kisuke didn’t need to agonize over finding the right angle because he brushed against his prostate in the first try. Likewise, Ichigo knew just when to rock back against him and pull him closer. He wrapped his legs around Urahara’s waist and arched his back.

Gasps, whispers and moans filled the room as they made love. As completion neared for the both of them, Kisuke leaned down to speak into Ichigo’s ear clearly.

“I love you.”

Ichigo jerked in surprise at the proclamation, but before he had time to question it, Kisuke place a well aimed thrust and stroked him. Ichigo spasmed around Kisuke who groaned and gave a few more shaky thrusts before he too came. Ichigo milked him of all of his release with his convulsing body and Kisuke stroked his hair softly as though he thought he needed to be soothed.

“Kisuke, I-”

“Don’t say it if you don’t mean it.” Kisuke said before Ichigo could finish, earning him a slap upside the head.

“You’re so mean!” He whined and slipped out of Ichigo who groaned in discomfort and hit him again.

“Shut up already! I’ve felt strongly for you for a long time now Kisuke.”

“Oh?” Kisuke looked surprised for a moment and then grinned. “Heh, as expected of my manly charms and- ow!”

“Way to ruin the mood.” Ichigo said sourly and turned over in bed with his back facing Kisuke.

“Don’t be like that darling.” Kisuke said and place an open-mouthed kiss on Ichigo’s shoulder.

“I love you.”

With a sigh, Ichigo pressed back against Kisuke’s spooning body and entwined their fingers together.

“I love you too.”

The pendulum swings.

LINE

*sigh* I love this couple. I say that about a lot of couples though… Kisuke is such a good ball XD

Here are the choices for stories you want to see sooner rather than later (they’re the in progress ones dangling in my file folder):

GrimmjowxIchigo- Sequel to Equivalent Exchange
Byakuya/RenjixIchigo- in the closet
Aizen/GinxIchigo
Jin KiriyaxIchigo
ZangetsuxIchigo
RenjixIchigo- Renji makes Ichigo wear a butt plug


Before anyone leaps to protest, here are the pairings I already have planned for the next couple of updates (in order): MuramasaxIchigo, StarrkxIchigo, AizenxIchigo, and KiraxIchigo.