11 Stories of IchiIshi
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
11
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Origami
Title: Origami
Author: MusikVibe
Rating: R
Theme: 13) Origami
Summary: Why does Ichigo limp?
Warnings: Seme!Ishida, and mentions of sexual positions.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach.
Origami
Ichigo tries his best to look like he’s not in pain, but with each step, cringing isn’t helping him look otherwise. So when Rukia and Inoue come up to him in the hallway looking concerned, he tries to flee. But he only manages to fall on his rear, which in turn caused him to tear up with pain.
“Ow, my ass!” Ichigo howls rolling over onto his stomach to take pressure off his rear.
Inoue runs to Ichigo’s side, hands covering her mouth. “Awww, Kurosaki-kun! Are you all right?!”
“Do I look all right?! I’M WALLOWING ON THE FLOOR LIKE A BEACHED WHALE! If I were all right, would I be doing this?!”
“Well...um....” As Inoue thinks, Rukia gets fed up.
“Oh get up and quit your bitching and moaning! Would you like some cheese with that whine?” Rukia rolls her eyes as she waits for a response, whether it be Ichigo standing up or yelling or whatever. She is not in the mood for any of his immature bullshit; she became a girl today and the weather is so dry, her hair is frizzy. She doesn’t need his stupidity on top of that.
“Way to have sympathy, you idiot”, Ichigo mutters to himself.
“Did you say something?” Rukia glares down with a dangerous aura around her. He shakes his head quickly.
“What’s wrong with your ass, Kurosaki-kun?” Inoue says in a small voice.
Looking into her puppy dog eyes, Ichigo can’t bring himself to lie to her. She looks so...innocent. And to think he’s going to destroy that innocence with what he’s about to say.
“Let’s just say, Ishida taught me several shapes in origami.” He pushes himself up to his hands and knees, cringing in pain at the position change.
The poor innocent Inoue perks up. “Oh I love origami! Ishida-kun knows it too?! How like him to know such a graceful art. What shapes did he teach you?”
Blushing and widening his eyes in shock, Ichigo knows he must think quickly. “Um...like the crane...and the dog...and the...um....”
“Those are pretty difficult; I can’t even do those. Do you have any of them with you?”
It was at that moment that Ishida chose to walk out of the classroom, and upon finding his boyfriend on the floor in a rather appealing position, he smirks as he steps over him.
Turning around, he looks down at Ichigo and says, “That’s a good dog...” And then he starts to continue walking. Pausing for a moment, he looks over his shoulder with a look that says, ‘you are so fucked, and you just don’t know it yet’. Deepening his voice, he adds the last part, “...uke.” Walking down the hall, one could almost hear the deep laughter in Ishida’s chest.
Rukia can’t help herself. “Ichigo... (giggle)...you were... (chuckle)...uke... (out right laughing)....to Ishida?!” She falls to her knees as she tries to regain her breath but the laughter continues to flow freely.
Ichigo looks as if he’s about to bust a nut at her laughing as he stares incredulously after the Quincy archer.
Now, there is a reason why Ichigo and Ishida aren’t open in their relationship with each other at school. Due to the rather high number of yaoi fans, girls and boys alike, the idea of the two hottest men, even though one is on the rather nerdy side, would cause a massive wave of nose blood from the masses of them.
HENCE, why he looks at Inoue with a look one would usually reserve for, well...let’s say...for a chainsaw wielding serial killer. In his mind, there is a little tickertape for his mantra of ‘oh shit, oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck...’
It’s almost as if the scene takes place in slow motion: he holds his breath as he watches Inoue’s eyes glaze over and a small dribble of blood run out of her nose. He watches in horror as her face brightens, mouth opening in a large smile, taking a breath to say something.
“KUROSAKI-KUN IS UKE TO ISHIDA=KUN!” She squeals so high, Ichigo thinks maybe she’s capable of communicating with dolphins.
He also thinks that maybe a brick wall would feel nice against his brain. Unfortunately, he would have to get over the pain in his ass to find one.
Author’s note:
Some of the things in here are things I say in normal conversation such as ‘becoming a girl’ or ‘wallowing on the (insert surface) like a beached whale’. If you don’t understand the first one, let me explain: I have a friend who’s a lesbian (like most my friends are) and when she’s in that time of the month (you know what I mean girls!) she says, “Well, I became a girl today.”
Author: MusikVibe
Rating: R
Theme: 13) Origami
Summary: Why does Ichigo limp?
Warnings: Seme!Ishida, and mentions of sexual positions.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach.
Origami
Ichigo tries his best to look like he’s not in pain, but with each step, cringing isn’t helping him look otherwise. So when Rukia and Inoue come up to him in the hallway looking concerned, he tries to flee. But he only manages to fall on his rear, which in turn caused him to tear up with pain.
“Ow, my ass!” Ichigo howls rolling over onto his stomach to take pressure off his rear.
Inoue runs to Ichigo’s side, hands covering her mouth. “Awww, Kurosaki-kun! Are you all right?!”
“Do I look all right?! I’M WALLOWING ON THE FLOOR LIKE A BEACHED WHALE! If I were all right, would I be doing this?!”
“Well...um....” As Inoue thinks, Rukia gets fed up.
“Oh get up and quit your bitching and moaning! Would you like some cheese with that whine?” Rukia rolls her eyes as she waits for a response, whether it be Ichigo standing up or yelling or whatever. She is not in the mood for any of his immature bullshit; she became a girl today and the weather is so dry, her hair is frizzy. She doesn’t need his stupidity on top of that.
“Way to have sympathy, you idiot”, Ichigo mutters to himself.
“Did you say something?” Rukia glares down with a dangerous aura around her. He shakes his head quickly.
“What’s wrong with your ass, Kurosaki-kun?” Inoue says in a small voice.
Looking into her puppy dog eyes, Ichigo can’t bring himself to lie to her. She looks so...innocent. And to think he’s going to destroy that innocence with what he’s about to say.
“Let’s just say, Ishida taught me several shapes in origami.” He pushes himself up to his hands and knees, cringing in pain at the position change.
The poor innocent Inoue perks up. “Oh I love origami! Ishida-kun knows it too?! How like him to know such a graceful art. What shapes did he teach you?”
Blushing and widening his eyes in shock, Ichigo knows he must think quickly. “Um...like the crane...and the dog...and the...um....”
“Those are pretty difficult; I can’t even do those. Do you have any of them with you?”
It was at that moment that Ishida chose to walk out of the classroom, and upon finding his boyfriend on the floor in a rather appealing position, he smirks as he steps over him.
Turning around, he looks down at Ichigo and says, “That’s a good dog...” And then he starts to continue walking. Pausing for a moment, he looks over his shoulder with a look that says, ‘you are so fucked, and you just don’t know it yet’. Deepening his voice, he adds the last part, “...uke.” Walking down the hall, one could almost hear the deep laughter in Ishida’s chest.
Rukia can’t help herself. “Ichigo... (giggle)...you were... (chuckle)...uke... (out right laughing)....to Ishida?!” She falls to her knees as she tries to regain her breath but the laughter continues to flow freely.
Ichigo looks as if he’s about to bust a nut at her laughing as he stares incredulously after the Quincy archer.
Now, there is a reason why Ichigo and Ishida aren’t open in their relationship with each other at school. Due to the rather high number of yaoi fans, girls and boys alike, the idea of the two hottest men, even though one is on the rather nerdy side, would cause a massive wave of nose blood from the masses of them.
HENCE, why he looks at Inoue with a look one would usually reserve for, well...let’s say...for a chainsaw wielding serial killer. In his mind, there is a little tickertape for his mantra of ‘oh shit, oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck...’
It’s almost as if the scene takes place in slow motion: he holds his breath as he watches Inoue’s eyes glaze over and a small dribble of blood run out of her nose. He watches in horror as her face brightens, mouth opening in a large smile, taking a breath to say something.
“KUROSAKI-KUN IS UKE TO ISHIDA=KUN!” She squeals so high, Ichigo thinks maybe she’s capable of communicating with dolphins.
He also thinks that maybe a brick wall would feel nice against his brain. Unfortunately, he would have to get over the pain in his ass to find one.
Author’s note:
Some of the things in here are things I say in normal conversation such as ‘becoming a girl’ or ‘wallowing on the (insert surface) like a beached whale’. If you don’t understand the first one, let me explain: I have a friend who’s a lesbian (like most my friends are) and when she’s in that time of the month (you know what I mean girls!) she says, “Well, I became a girl today.”