Cherry Lips
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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10
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Chapter 9
Review Replies- Golden Kitsune: Well, Renji IS mentioned, but it’s more about Ichigo and Sousuke. We hear more about Renji in the next chapter.
Meshala101: Yes, if you can’t feel sorry for Ichigo, feel sorry for his ass =D
CountryGirl10: HaHa! It’s funny that you say that… I drew a picture of my muse once, and I can honestly say that while I’m the more introverted type, he’s an extrovert that thinks these things up, not I.
Nusku: *revives with magic yaoi wand*
Lady_Pippy: Always be prepared! You never know when you might stumble upon a hot yaoi scene.
Kunitsu: I think Sousuke in general is just hot and kinky XD
Ajj7sunhawk: I will, I will join in the laugh.
Kera-Izaki: 12th time, eh? I’m glad you liked it =3
Kai: *sigh* I wish there was more DP out there…
MasterAkira: Evil laughter is below Sousuke. He leaves that for his minions while he maintains a calm expression and sips his tea.
Tiramisu: Cold showers *shivers* I would never put myself through that torture, but then again, I live in a very cold place.
AnimeAngelSisters: Aizen has now turned his hobby into sexually harassing Ichigo.
Lynzee: Sousuke is SO hot… I don’t even know how to finish that.
ChappytheRabbit: Thanks!
Mizubenten: I am WAY too fond of smut… but just because I admit that I have an addiction doesn’t mean I’m going to quit. >=3
Angeloffire015: Yeah, I haven’t gotten around to fixing that yet, but I will.
Yaoizzz: Unfortunately, I’ve already finished this story so I won’t be adding anything new, but it was a good suggestion!
Beta’d by WarriorNun, who as always, has my thanks.
Cherry Lips: Chapter 9
“Stop fussing, Ichigo.” Sousuke scolded and batted Ichigo’s hands away from where he was trying to smooth his kimono.
“I don’t want to go.” Ichigo grumbled and looked away when Sousuke laughed.
Sousuke grabbed his chin and turned his head to look Ichigo in the eyes. “They’ll love you.”
Ichigo tried to turn away again but Sousuke held him firmly. “Say it.”
“No.”
Sousuke tilted Ichigo’s head and nipped at his throat, drawing a gasp from Ichigo who tried to push him away.
“Say it.”
“They’ll love me.”
“Good. Now stop worrying, even if they didn’t, I would protect you.”
“That’s not what I’m worried about.” Ichigo said and pulled away from Sousuke to tug his kimono straight again.
“What are you worried about then?” Ichigo said nothing. “Do you think that if they don’t approve that I’ll break up with you?”
Ichigo still said nothing and Sousuke sighed.
“Death couldn’t make me part from you.” Sousuke pulled Ichigo into a hug and tucked Ichigo’s head under his chin.
Sousuke didn’t blame Ichigo for being worried. It wasn’t everyday that you meet the Yakuza boss. But Yamamoto wanted to meet Sousuke’s lover and companion and wouldn’t take no for an answer. So Sousuke forced Ichigo into his dark purple kimono (which took a while because Sousuke decided they needed to have a few rounds first) and was now trying to convince Ichigo that nothing bad was going to happen to either of them.
“Is Byakuya going to be there?”
“He might be…why don’t you ask him?”
“It’s been…weird to talk to him, since I found out. Renji still won’t even look me in the eye.”
“Hm…” Sousuke hadn’t said it out loud, but he was glad that Renji and Ichigo hadn’t completely mended their relationship. That meant that Renji would keep his grubby paws away from Ichigo.
“It’s not going to be a large gathering, just the advisors and headquarters chiefs.” Sousuke said in a way that was supposed to be soothing but it made Ichigo’s eye twitch.
“So I’ll stand out even more?” Ichigo snapped and tugged on his kimono yet again. Sousuke grabbed his hands and lifted one to his lips, gently brushing the back of his hand.
“If you keep fidgeting then you’ll mess the kimono up.”
“It looks like a girl’s kimono.”
Sousuke smiled. “It’s the same style as mine.”
“It’s purple.”
“It looks good with your hair.”
“Fuck you.”
Sousuke chuckled and then glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s time to go.”
Stark drove them to central Tokyo where they were going to be meeting at a traditional restaurant. Ichigo nearly punched Stark when he comment on how pretty he looked but Sousuke grabbed his arm and dragged him into the car where he sulked the entire way there.
“Calm down, Ichigo.” Sousuke smoothed his hand over Ichigo’s spiky hair and then took his elbow to escort him into the restaurant. “This means a lot to me.”
Ichigo deflated a little and nodded. “I know…that’s why I’m doing it.”
Sousuke gave a charming smile to the host and asked to be directed to the private room with Yamamoto. The host didn’t even bat an eye as he led them to the room, even though Ichigo knew Sousuke’s arm around him probably wasn’t normal.
Ichigo tried to calm his breathing as the host slid the door back to the private room. As they stepped into it, Ichigo was immediately relieved to see Byakuya. At the head of the table was an old man whose head was bald, but he had a very long beard. His eyes almost completely disappeared in wrinkled, but Ichigo could see they were calculating and wise.
Sousuke and Ichigo dropped to their knees and knelt in respect as they bowed their heads. “Ichigo Kurosaki.” The old man asked. “You look a lot like your father.”
Ichigo blinked and bit his tongue to keep from saying something. “He has helped the Yakuza many times with his medical expertise.”
Sousuke nudged him slightly and they sat back up. Out of the corner of his eye Ichigo could see the other Yakuza staring at him curiously but nobody said anything. Then Yamamoto smiled and everyone visibly relaxed.
“Welcome to the family.”
Dinner was a much more relaxed affair then Ichigo expected. The Yakuza members laughed loudly and drank heartedly as they joked with each other. Ichigo was seated in between Byakuya and Sousuke luckily, although a tall, strong man to the left of Byakuya freaked him out with how intensely he was staring at Ichigo.
“Are you a good fighter?” The man, Kenpachi, asked.
“Yes.” Ichigo said although a little warily and Byakuya sighed.
Ichigo wondered what he had done wrong with Kenpachi grinned broadly. “Good, after this we can fight and-”
“You will be doing no such thing.” Sousuke said warningly.
“Oh? I didn’t think you would be so protective, Aizen.” Kenpachi smirked and tilted his head to eye Ichigo up. “I guess that means he’s pretty good in bed-”
Byakuya jabbed Kenpachi’s hand with his chop sticks.
Ichigo glared at Kenpachi who smiled broadly and ignored his hand, which Byakuya has managed to make bleed. “Is that a yes?”
Ichigo stabbed Kenpachi in the arm with a knife.
Sousuke sighed and grabbed Ichigo’s wrist before he could do any further damage and pulled the struggling Ichigo against him.
“He’s very energetic.” Yamamoto said calmly as he too ignored Kenpachi’s bleeding wounds and dipped his sushi in wasabi. “It must have taken awhile to court him.”
“It did.” Sousuke grabbed the fork away from Ichigo who was now throwing utensils at Kenpachi. Byakuya had wisely moved to sit on the other side of Sousuke.
“How long have you two been dating?”
“Two months.”
Kenpachi lunged to grab Ichigo and Sousuke easily lifted him out of the way and moved him to the other side.
“His father raised him well.”
Ichigo scrambled across Sousuke’s lap to punch Kenpachi who grabbed his wrist and tried to throw him against the table. Ichigo braced his foot against the table before he could and shoved backwards so Kenpachi’s back hit the wall.
“I haven’t met his father yet.” Sousuke said and right the salt shaker that had been knocked over when the table had screeched along the floor a couple of inches.
“For good reason, that man would attack you on spot.”
Ichigo dodged as Kenpachi lunged at him again and used Kenpachi’s momentum to send him through the door.
Sousuke sipped his sake as Kenpachi staggered to hit feet and then tackled Ichigo, pinning him to the floor. Sousuke’s eye twitched and in a fluid movement he kicked Kenpachi off of Ichigo and dragged his disheveled lover onto his lap.
“Sake?” Yamamoto offered his cup to Ichigo in accordance to the sakazuki ritual where the boss shares sake from the same cup with another person, signifying a shared bond. Ichigo took the cup carefully and sipped from it.
“Thank you, Yamamoto-sama.”
Kenpachi took his seat back at the table and grinned at Ichigo through bloody teeth. Ichigo flipped him off, making Byakuya sigh heavily and try to right his place setting from where Kenpachi and Ichigo messed it up earlier. Sousuke was happy that Ichigo seemed to fit in, but he made a mental note to never leave Ichigo alone with Kenpachi again. Fighting was fine but he didn’t like the way Kenpachi eyed Ichigo.
Ichigo was much more relaxed on the drive home then he was before. Sousuke had grabbed some extra clothes for him and Ichigo changed in the back (Sousuke made sure Stark had his eyes on the road and nowhere else).
“Yamamoto-sama isn’t what I expected.” Ichigo said as he curled against Sousuke in the back seat.
“No, I expected he wouldn’t be.”
“I knew that dad had connections with the Yakuza, but I didn’t know that he knew the head boss.”
“Is your father the type?” Sousuke asked, but there was a certain tone in his voice that made Ichigo look up at him.
“Do you want to meet him?”
“Yes.” Sousuke felt a small amount of relief in knowing that Ichigo wasn’t ashamed of him, but he would never express that out loud.
“He’s crazy, I’m warning you now.”
“I’m sure he can’t be that bad.”
Ichigo snorted.
That night as they slept, Sousuke stared down at Ichigo and brushed his orange hair away from his face. A sleeping Ichigo looked much different then an awake Ichigo, but Sousuke couldn’t say which he preferred more. A sleeping Ichigo was soft and pliant, easily moved and cuddled. But an awoken Ichigo was feisty and sharp, eager to take whatever Sousuke threw at him.
Luckily Sousuke didn’t have to choose. He had Ichigo each and every day and night and nothing could take that away from him.
…
Ichigo shifted from foot to foot as he rang the doorbell and waited for his father or sisters to answer. He could hear the thumping of feet so he took a step back, motioning for Sousuke to do the same. Sousuke eyed him warily but did so just as Isshin came leaping through the door, sailing barely an inch away from them before skidding on the sidewalk.
Sousuke now knew why Ichigo seemed to get along with other members of the Yakuza so well.
“Ichigo, my son!!!” Isshin recovered quickly and launched himself at Ichigo. Ichigo tried to dodge it by he was tackled to the ground.
“Brother!” As Ichigo lay on the ground with his over grown cry baby of a father sobbing all over him, Yuzu ran to him and hugged his head- the only visible part of him at the moment.
“Get off of Ichigo, father.” Karin said from the door, crossing her arms and glaring at the man.
“Nooooo!” Isshin protested and hugged Ichigo tighter.
Ichigo gasped for breath and managed to free an arm, promptly punching Isshin in the face and sending him flying. Sousuke grabbed his arm and helped him to his feet while Ichigo glared at him for not helping.
“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” Karin asked.
“Right, Karin, Yuzu, this is my boyfriend Aizen Sousuke. Sousuke, this is Karin and Yuzu.”
Neither of the girls batted an eye at Sousuke’s name, but Karin raised an eyebrow at the ‘boyfriend’ part.
“I always knew you were a uke.”
“Shut up.” Ichigo grumbled. “I could be the seme!”
Even Yuzu laughed at that statement, making Ichigo turn red and glare.
“I believe you can be a seme, Ichigo!” Isshin screamed and latched onto Ichigo’s leg.
“Shut up, goat face!” Ichigo stomped on Isshin’s head until he finally let go.
“Maybe we should take this inside.” Karin suggested and Yuzu nodded in agreement.
“Dinner is almost ready!”
Sousuke smiled at the girl and allowed himself to be led inside. Ichigo shut the door and locked it, leaving Isshin outside. The rest of the evening was rather peaceful except for the banging on the windows and doors by Isshin begging to be let back it.
…
“So did you like them?”
Ichigo asked as they drove back home.
“I love them.” Sousuke assured Ichigo and kissed the top of his head. “Yuzu and Karin, at least.”
Ichigo snorted and leaned against Sousuke as he stared out the window.
“I love them too, but it makes me glad to be out of the house.”
“Hm.”
They fell into comfortable silence as the car’s humming soother both of their nerves.
“Do we have to invite your father to our wedding?”
Ichigo snorted. “What wedding would that be?”
Sousuke smirked. “Just thinking about the future.”
“Right…” Ichigo rolled his eyes. “We haven’t been dating nearly long enough for that.”
“Is there a time limit that I’m not aware of?”
Ichigo elbowed Sousuke in the side and he grunted slightly.
“You still haven’t answered my question.”
“If we get married, then yes he has to be there, but we can just tie him up and duct tape his mouth shut or something.”
“That sounds fine to me.” There was another slight silence.
“Yes, Renji has to be there too.”
“I don’t see why.”
“He has to be my best man.”
“I’m the only man you need. Use Rukia as your maid of honor.”
“Are you calling me a woman?”
“Well if the dress fits-”
Sousuke grunted a second time as Ichigo elbowed him again. “Shut it.”
“I’m just saying-”
Ichigo grabbed the back of Sousuke’s hair and pulled him down into a kiss. Ichigo smirked as they parted.
“It’s not like we’re getting married anyway.”
“But-”
“No.”
In the front seat Stark fought not to roll his eyes at his boss’ and Ichigo’s conversation. Those two were made for each other.
LINE
If I titled chapters in this story, I think this would be ‘meet the parents’. Or ‘meet the Yakuza and a crazy ass weirdo who masquerades as a responsible adult.’ But ‘chapter 9’ has a certain ring to it that I just couldn’t stay away from. X3 Please review!
Meshala101: Yes, if you can’t feel sorry for Ichigo, feel sorry for his ass =D
CountryGirl10: HaHa! It’s funny that you say that… I drew a picture of my muse once, and I can honestly say that while I’m the more introverted type, he’s an extrovert that thinks these things up, not I.
Nusku: *revives with magic yaoi wand*
Lady_Pippy: Always be prepared! You never know when you might stumble upon a hot yaoi scene.
Kunitsu: I think Sousuke in general is just hot and kinky XD
Ajj7sunhawk: I will, I will join in the laugh.
Kera-Izaki: 12th time, eh? I’m glad you liked it =3
Kai: *sigh* I wish there was more DP out there…
MasterAkira: Evil laughter is below Sousuke. He leaves that for his minions while he maintains a calm expression and sips his tea.
Tiramisu: Cold showers *shivers* I would never put myself through that torture, but then again, I live in a very cold place.
AnimeAngelSisters: Aizen has now turned his hobby into sexually harassing Ichigo.
Lynzee: Sousuke is SO hot… I don’t even know how to finish that.
ChappytheRabbit: Thanks!
Mizubenten: I am WAY too fond of smut… but just because I admit that I have an addiction doesn’t mean I’m going to quit. >=3
Angeloffire015: Yeah, I haven’t gotten around to fixing that yet, but I will.
Yaoizzz: Unfortunately, I’ve already finished this story so I won’t be adding anything new, but it was a good suggestion!
Beta’d by WarriorNun, who as always, has my thanks.
Cherry Lips: Chapter 9
“Stop fussing, Ichigo.” Sousuke scolded and batted Ichigo’s hands away from where he was trying to smooth his kimono.
“I don’t want to go.” Ichigo grumbled and looked away when Sousuke laughed.
Sousuke grabbed his chin and turned his head to look Ichigo in the eyes. “They’ll love you.”
Ichigo tried to turn away again but Sousuke held him firmly. “Say it.”
“No.”
Sousuke tilted Ichigo’s head and nipped at his throat, drawing a gasp from Ichigo who tried to push him away.
“Say it.”
“They’ll love me.”
“Good. Now stop worrying, even if they didn’t, I would protect you.”
“That’s not what I’m worried about.” Ichigo said and pulled away from Sousuke to tug his kimono straight again.
“What are you worried about then?” Ichigo said nothing. “Do you think that if they don’t approve that I’ll break up with you?”
Ichigo still said nothing and Sousuke sighed.
“Death couldn’t make me part from you.” Sousuke pulled Ichigo into a hug and tucked Ichigo’s head under his chin.
Sousuke didn’t blame Ichigo for being worried. It wasn’t everyday that you meet the Yakuza boss. But Yamamoto wanted to meet Sousuke’s lover and companion and wouldn’t take no for an answer. So Sousuke forced Ichigo into his dark purple kimono (which took a while because Sousuke decided they needed to have a few rounds first) and was now trying to convince Ichigo that nothing bad was going to happen to either of them.
“Is Byakuya going to be there?”
“He might be…why don’t you ask him?”
“It’s been…weird to talk to him, since I found out. Renji still won’t even look me in the eye.”
“Hm…” Sousuke hadn’t said it out loud, but he was glad that Renji and Ichigo hadn’t completely mended their relationship. That meant that Renji would keep his grubby paws away from Ichigo.
“It’s not going to be a large gathering, just the advisors and headquarters chiefs.” Sousuke said in a way that was supposed to be soothing but it made Ichigo’s eye twitch.
“So I’ll stand out even more?” Ichigo snapped and tugged on his kimono yet again. Sousuke grabbed his hands and lifted one to his lips, gently brushing the back of his hand.
“If you keep fidgeting then you’ll mess the kimono up.”
“It looks like a girl’s kimono.”
Sousuke smiled. “It’s the same style as mine.”
“It’s purple.”
“It looks good with your hair.”
“Fuck you.”
Sousuke chuckled and then glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s time to go.”
Stark drove them to central Tokyo where they were going to be meeting at a traditional restaurant. Ichigo nearly punched Stark when he comment on how pretty he looked but Sousuke grabbed his arm and dragged him into the car where he sulked the entire way there.
“Calm down, Ichigo.” Sousuke smoothed his hand over Ichigo’s spiky hair and then took his elbow to escort him into the restaurant. “This means a lot to me.”
Ichigo deflated a little and nodded. “I know…that’s why I’m doing it.”
Sousuke gave a charming smile to the host and asked to be directed to the private room with Yamamoto. The host didn’t even bat an eye as he led them to the room, even though Ichigo knew Sousuke’s arm around him probably wasn’t normal.
Ichigo tried to calm his breathing as the host slid the door back to the private room. As they stepped into it, Ichigo was immediately relieved to see Byakuya. At the head of the table was an old man whose head was bald, but he had a very long beard. His eyes almost completely disappeared in wrinkled, but Ichigo could see they were calculating and wise.
Sousuke and Ichigo dropped to their knees and knelt in respect as they bowed their heads. “Ichigo Kurosaki.” The old man asked. “You look a lot like your father.”
Ichigo blinked and bit his tongue to keep from saying something. “He has helped the Yakuza many times with his medical expertise.”
Sousuke nudged him slightly and they sat back up. Out of the corner of his eye Ichigo could see the other Yakuza staring at him curiously but nobody said anything. Then Yamamoto smiled and everyone visibly relaxed.
“Welcome to the family.”
Dinner was a much more relaxed affair then Ichigo expected. The Yakuza members laughed loudly and drank heartedly as they joked with each other. Ichigo was seated in between Byakuya and Sousuke luckily, although a tall, strong man to the left of Byakuya freaked him out with how intensely he was staring at Ichigo.
“Are you a good fighter?” The man, Kenpachi, asked.
“Yes.” Ichigo said although a little warily and Byakuya sighed.
Ichigo wondered what he had done wrong with Kenpachi grinned broadly. “Good, after this we can fight and-”
“You will be doing no such thing.” Sousuke said warningly.
“Oh? I didn’t think you would be so protective, Aizen.” Kenpachi smirked and tilted his head to eye Ichigo up. “I guess that means he’s pretty good in bed-”
Byakuya jabbed Kenpachi’s hand with his chop sticks.
Ichigo glared at Kenpachi who smiled broadly and ignored his hand, which Byakuya has managed to make bleed. “Is that a yes?”
Ichigo stabbed Kenpachi in the arm with a knife.
Sousuke sighed and grabbed Ichigo’s wrist before he could do any further damage and pulled the struggling Ichigo against him.
“He’s very energetic.” Yamamoto said calmly as he too ignored Kenpachi’s bleeding wounds and dipped his sushi in wasabi. “It must have taken awhile to court him.”
“It did.” Sousuke grabbed the fork away from Ichigo who was now throwing utensils at Kenpachi. Byakuya had wisely moved to sit on the other side of Sousuke.
“How long have you two been dating?”
“Two months.”
Kenpachi lunged to grab Ichigo and Sousuke easily lifted him out of the way and moved him to the other side.
“His father raised him well.”
Ichigo scrambled across Sousuke’s lap to punch Kenpachi who grabbed his wrist and tried to throw him against the table. Ichigo braced his foot against the table before he could and shoved backwards so Kenpachi’s back hit the wall.
“I haven’t met his father yet.” Sousuke said and right the salt shaker that had been knocked over when the table had screeched along the floor a couple of inches.
“For good reason, that man would attack you on spot.”
Ichigo dodged as Kenpachi lunged at him again and used Kenpachi’s momentum to send him through the door.
Sousuke sipped his sake as Kenpachi staggered to hit feet and then tackled Ichigo, pinning him to the floor. Sousuke’s eye twitched and in a fluid movement he kicked Kenpachi off of Ichigo and dragged his disheveled lover onto his lap.
“Sake?” Yamamoto offered his cup to Ichigo in accordance to the sakazuki ritual where the boss shares sake from the same cup with another person, signifying a shared bond. Ichigo took the cup carefully and sipped from it.
“Thank you, Yamamoto-sama.”
Kenpachi took his seat back at the table and grinned at Ichigo through bloody teeth. Ichigo flipped him off, making Byakuya sigh heavily and try to right his place setting from where Kenpachi and Ichigo messed it up earlier. Sousuke was happy that Ichigo seemed to fit in, but he made a mental note to never leave Ichigo alone with Kenpachi again. Fighting was fine but he didn’t like the way Kenpachi eyed Ichigo.
Ichigo was much more relaxed on the drive home then he was before. Sousuke had grabbed some extra clothes for him and Ichigo changed in the back (Sousuke made sure Stark had his eyes on the road and nowhere else).
“Yamamoto-sama isn’t what I expected.” Ichigo said as he curled against Sousuke in the back seat.
“No, I expected he wouldn’t be.”
“I knew that dad had connections with the Yakuza, but I didn’t know that he knew the head boss.”
“Is your father the type?” Sousuke asked, but there was a certain tone in his voice that made Ichigo look up at him.
“Do you want to meet him?”
“Yes.” Sousuke felt a small amount of relief in knowing that Ichigo wasn’t ashamed of him, but he would never express that out loud.
“He’s crazy, I’m warning you now.”
“I’m sure he can’t be that bad.”
Ichigo snorted.
That night as they slept, Sousuke stared down at Ichigo and brushed his orange hair away from his face. A sleeping Ichigo looked much different then an awake Ichigo, but Sousuke couldn’t say which he preferred more. A sleeping Ichigo was soft and pliant, easily moved and cuddled. But an awoken Ichigo was feisty and sharp, eager to take whatever Sousuke threw at him.
Luckily Sousuke didn’t have to choose. He had Ichigo each and every day and night and nothing could take that away from him.
…
Ichigo shifted from foot to foot as he rang the doorbell and waited for his father or sisters to answer. He could hear the thumping of feet so he took a step back, motioning for Sousuke to do the same. Sousuke eyed him warily but did so just as Isshin came leaping through the door, sailing barely an inch away from them before skidding on the sidewalk.
Sousuke now knew why Ichigo seemed to get along with other members of the Yakuza so well.
“Ichigo, my son!!!” Isshin recovered quickly and launched himself at Ichigo. Ichigo tried to dodge it by he was tackled to the ground.
“Brother!” As Ichigo lay on the ground with his over grown cry baby of a father sobbing all over him, Yuzu ran to him and hugged his head- the only visible part of him at the moment.
“Get off of Ichigo, father.” Karin said from the door, crossing her arms and glaring at the man.
“Nooooo!” Isshin protested and hugged Ichigo tighter.
Ichigo gasped for breath and managed to free an arm, promptly punching Isshin in the face and sending him flying. Sousuke grabbed his arm and helped him to his feet while Ichigo glared at him for not helping.
“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” Karin asked.
“Right, Karin, Yuzu, this is my boyfriend Aizen Sousuke. Sousuke, this is Karin and Yuzu.”
Neither of the girls batted an eye at Sousuke’s name, but Karin raised an eyebrow at the ‘boyfriend’ part.
“I always knew you were a uke.”
“Shut up.” Ichigo grumbled. “I could be the seme!”
Even Yuzu laughed at that statement, making Ichigo turn red and glare.
“I believe you can be a seme, Ichigo!” Isshin screamed and latched onto Ichigo’s leg.
“Shut up, goat face!” Ichigo stomped on Isshin’s head until he finally let go.
“Maybe we should take this inside.” Karin suggested and Yuzu nodded in agreement.
“Dinner is almost ready!”
Sousuke smiled at the girl and allowed himself to be led inside. Ichigo shut the door and locked it, leaving Isshin outside. The rest of the evening was rather peaceful except for the banging on the windows and doors by Isshin begging to be let back it.
…
“So did you like them?”
Ichigo asked as they drove back home.
“I love them.” Sousuke assured Ichigo and kissed the top of his head. “Yuzu and Karin, at least.”
Ichigo snorted and leaned against Sousuke as he stared out the window.
“I love them too, but it makes me glad to be out of the house.”
“Hm.”
They fell into comfortable silence as the car’s humming soother both of their nerves.
“Do we have to invite your father to our wedding?”
Ichigo snorted. “What wedding would that be?”
Sousuke smirked. “Just thinking about the future.”
“Right…” Ichigo rolled his eyes. “We haven’t been dating nearly long enough for that.”
“Is there a time limit that I’m not aware of?”
Ichigo elbowed Sousuke in the side and he grunted slightly.
“You still haven’t answered my question.”
“If we get married, then yes he has to be there, but we can just tie him up and duct tape his mouth shut or something.”
“That sounds fine to me.” There was another slight silence.
“Yes, Renji has to be there too.”
“I don’t see why.”
“He has to be my best man.”
“I’m the only man you need. Use Rukia as your maid of honor.”
“Are you calling me a woman?”
“Well if the dress fits-”
Sousuke grunted a second time as Ichigo elbowed him again. “Shut it.”
“I’m just saying-”
Ichigo grabbed the back of Sousuke’s hair and pulled him down into a kiss. Ichigo smirked as they parted.
“It’s not like we’re getting married anyway.”
“But-”
“No.”
In the front seat Stark fought not to roll his eyes at his boss’ and Ichigo’s conversation. Those two were made for each other.
LINE
If I titled chapters in this story, I think this would be ‘meet the parents’. Or ‘meet the Yakuza and a crazy ass weirdo who masquerades as a responsible adult.’ But ‘chapter 9’ has a certain ring to it that I just couldn’t stay away from. X3 Please review!