Never Fade Away

And the final results are…Shirosaki just flirting with Ichigo! But due to the overwhelming votes for a threesome I will consider writing a three-shot with a threesome between Kenpachi, Ichigo and Shirosaki. There is a vote at the end of the chapter for it.

Chapter 9

Ichigo was very comfortable in his bed. He was warm and curled deep underneath the covers with a soft pressure on top of him. He didn’t want to wake up, but the soft pressure wiggled and he opened his eyes in confusion. He wiggled a little and pushed the covers back to discover what it was to see Yachiru laying on top of him with a huge smile.

“Happy birthday, Ichi-berry!” She said gleefully.

Ichigo blinked at her and promptly pulled the covers back over his head.

“Oh, no you don’t, Ichi-berry!” She said and tugged them back. The result was a tug of war that Yachiru ended up winning by letting go, causing Ichigo to fly back a little and hit his head on the headboard. He groaned as Yachiru promptly stole the covers and raced downstairs with them half flying, half dragging after her.

He reluctantly got up and saw that it was 9 in the morning. Ugh, his friends would be coming over soon to drag him off for a party and presents. He loved his friends, but they were too much, sometimes. He took a shower and looked at himself blearily in the mirror. He turned 18 today. He was officially an adult. Somebody knocked on the door and he opened it without thinking, with only a towel wrapped around his waist and dripping wet.

There stood Kenpachi who was now staring at him for some reason. Ichigo yawned and rested an arm on the door frame. “Can I help you with something, Kenpachi?”

“Uh…” Kenpachi stared at that body. He wanted to do…something. Why was looking at Ichigo half-naked making him so…antsy? He couldn’t quite put a word to how he was feeling. “Happy birthday.” Kenpachi mumbled out and Ichigo smiled in his ignorance.

“Thanks.”

“How long are you going to be hanging with your friends?” Kenpachi said, still mumbling so that Ichigo could barely hear him.

“Eh, I don’t know. Why?”

“Oh, um, I was thinking I could take you out for birthday dinner?” Kenpachi said as he looked anywhere except at Ichigo and scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. He had taken Ichigo out before, why was he acting like this?

“Yeah, that sounds great!” Ichigo said with a large smile, he cocked his hip slightly to the side and propped his hands behind his head, unknowingly presenting a very seductive picture to Kenpachi who was starting to drool. “It’s a date.” Ichigo said and closed the door so he could finish getting ready for the day.

Kenpachi stared at the door. Did he just say…?

“I thought we weren’t dating, Strawberry!” Kenpachi shouted through the door, trying to gain some face after all that sheepish mumbling he did. It was well worth it to hear the muffled cursing through the door from said adorable strawberry.

Ichigo and his friends met at Rukia’s house for the party. It wasn’t anything real special, just them hanging out with cake. Ichigo was secretly a big fan of sweets so he was very much into that. He got teased by Ishida a lot for his obsession, but it was worth it when he took a bite of that sugary morsel.

Chad also had an obsession, but instead of sweet things it was with cute things. Chad thought Ichigo was really cute when he ate sweet things. Right now he was moaning as he took a bite of cake and his eyes were fluttering shut in an adorable picture of bliss. It was awkwardly similar to a look of orgasm, but Chad still thought it looked cute. Inoue was blushing at the picture Ichigo made and Rukia was silently laughing at Ichigo’s unawareness towards what he was doing.

When his friends had suggested plans for that night, Ichigo had blushed and stammered that he already had plans. They were curious at first and wouldn’t stop teasing him about his date until he told them it was with a guy. His friends were silent for a moment before Ishida burst out laughing.

“I never took you for swinging that way!” Ishida said. Ichigo stared for a few moments as his other friends started giggling as well before he turned bright red.

“Not like that!” Ichigo said as he turned bright red. “He’s just a friend!”

Rukia snorted. “Who is it…Shirosaki or Kenpachi?” Ichigo, if possible turned even redder.

“Who are they?” Inoue asked curiously.

“Just some friends of ours you guys don’t know…” Ichigo muttered out.

“Friends we don’t know!” Keigo shouted irritably. Ichigo and Rukia smirked at him; they always loved teasing Keigo with not being in the loop.

When Ichigo finally got back home he was glad to be away from everybody. He was a bit of an introvert, but for some occasions he suffered through the company of others. Yet he was rather happy to be going out with Kenpachi. They had a very strange relationship… Kenpachi would invite him out to places and pay for it, which made Ichigo feel like a girl, but he liked the feeling of being taken care of.

The took off his shoes and walked in the living room only to be stopped by Shirosaki who braced his hands on the door frame and leaned over him with a leer. “Hello, Ichigo…” Shirosaki purred with a smirk. “Shall I give you your birthday spankings?”

Ichigo stepped back immediately from Shirosaki’s looming form just as Kenpachi grabbed Shirosaki by the shoulder and yanked him away from Ichigo with enough force to send him sprawling on the floor.

“Hey Kenpachi!” Ichigo said with a smile that Kenpachi wished was reserved for only him. “I was wondering when you wanted to leave.”

“How about an hour…” Kenpachi said with a grin as the grumbling Shirosaki picked himself off the floor.

“Hey! Where are you taking Ichi-Chan?” Shirosaki demanded hotly.

“None of your business.” Kenpachi said and proceeded to ignore Shirosaki in exchange for watching Ichigo go up the stairs to his room. What a cute kid.

“Leave him alone.” Kenpachi said quietly with a dark thunder in his voice that Shirosaki had never heard before. Even when Kenpachi fought, he wasn’t angry, he was happy. It made him apprehensive of the large man.

But being the person he was, he just had to push it. “Or what?”

Kenpachi’s eyes darkened and he moved faster than Shirosaki could keep up with, “Or I end you right here, right now. Leave him alone.” He dropped Shirosaki and went up the stairs. Leaving Shirosaki alone to think about Kenpachi’s threat.

He went to his own room which was next to Ichigo’s and grabbed the bag that had Ichigo’s present in it. He put it beside Ichigo’s door so he wouldn’t see it and then rapped on the door with his knuckles. “Oi! Strawberry!”

Ichigo opened the door and cocked his head slightly at Kenpachi. “What’s up?” He said and stepped back a little to let Kenpachi into the room.

“Happy birthday!” Kenpachi said with a grin and thrust the bag at Ichigo. Ichigo blinked and opened it, his curious expression quickly changed into a beaming smile as he pulled out the jacket.

“Thank you!” Ichigo shouted uncharacteristically and threw his arms around Kenpachi. Kenpachi chuckled and actually lifted Ichigo up so he rested on Kenpachi’s hips and wrapped his arms around Ichigo’s waist to secure him there comfortably. Neither of them realized the position they were in until Ichigo lifted his head off of Kenpachi’s chest and their faces were inches away from each other. They had been close before in sparring, but never was Ichigo anywhere near eye level with Kenpachi as he was now.

Ichigo blushed and started stuttering but Kenpachi acted like nothing was wrong even though on the inside he was simultaneously gleeful and anxious. He slowly let Ichigo back down to his feet and mentally shuttered at the feeling of that body pressed against his. If he wasn’t careful the friction alone would give him an erection.

“I’m glad you like it.” Kenpachi said in a low voice.

“I’m just going to…get ready.” Ichigo said with the blush still gracing his cheeks.

“We’re going to that Italian restaurant on fifth, so dress nice.” Ichigo nodded and then looked hesitatingly at Kenpachi.

“Isn’t that a little expensive?” Ichigo said.

“Nothing is too expensive for my little Strawberry.” Kenpachi said, well aware of the innuendo but pretending not to notice.

“When am I going to get you to call me Ichigo?” Ichigo asked exasperatedly. Kenpachi noticed that he didn’t say anything about Kenpachi calling him his little Strawberry. “And I’m not little.”

Kenpachi grinned with his teeth flashing sharply and stepped closer to Ichigo, towering over his 5 foot 9 inch frame with his own 6 foot 7 inch one. “Oh really?” Kenpachi said. He was nearly a foot taller than Ichigo.

“Well you can’t really compare my height to yours!” Ichigo exclaimed, propping his fists on his hips while narrowing his eyes.

“Eh, but you are also a lot daintier than me.” Kenpachi said smugly. Ichigo stared for a few seconds at him before glaring heatedly.

“I am not dainty!” Ichigo responded.

“Of course not, little Strawberry.” Ichigo grumbled, but decided not to press the issue. “I’ll let you get ready.” He walked out and then poked his head back in, “Oh and Ichigo? Wear the jacket.” He shut the door behind him as they both tried not to think about how much like a date their dinner was starting to sound like.

Should I write a threesome, NOT RELATED TO THIS STORY, with Kenpachi, Ichigo and Shirosaki? Kenpachi and Shirosaki wouldn’t be doing anything to each other unless it is through Ichigo.

1. Yes!

2. No. Idiot.

3. Um, well, if you wanted to, it would be nice…But you don’t have to or anything!