[fic] Unique Snowflake
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shannys_cornerTitle: Unique Snowflake
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kiyala
Word Count: 2113
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Kurosaki Ichigo / Ishida Uryuu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boylove, boysex, boys kissing
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: Christmas/New Years present forparvati4th ♥
It was so late that he found himself wondering why he was still up. He was fine with admitting to himself that he was troubled, but he hadn’t been aware that he had let it get to him this much… Balling his hands into fists, he looked ahead into the darkness that surrounded the building in the Tenth Division where they were staying until they could return home. Nothing could ever make him doubt his faith in his friends, but… his faith in himself? He frowned hard and shook his head, jumping in shock when he felt something—
He sighed in relief when he looked into a familiar pair of blue eyes, but it was short lived when he saw the questioning look in them. He looked away, but a hand quickly went to the side of his face, holding him still. After looking down for a long moment, he finally looked up, anticipating the question before he heard it.
“What’s wrong, Ichigo?”
He shut his eyes and sighed. Another hand came up to hold the other side of his face and he was kissed slowly. Returning the kiss gratefully, he kept his eyes closed as the other moved forward to rest their foreheads against each other.
“We shouldn’t do this here, we could get caught.”
“We won’t. It’s too late for anyone else to be up,” came the response and he was given another short kiss. “So stop changing the subject.”
“Why aren’t you asleep?” he murmured, moving his head back so he could look into the blue eyes again, “You must be tired.”
“Ichigo…” the tone was a lot less gentle this time and it made the Shinigami frown a little. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
There was a long silence before he sighed and looked away, “Something stupid. Something Kariya said to me.”
“Kariya?” there was a flash of hatred in the eyes watching him, “What did he say?”
He considered saying that it was nothing important, but he knew that the current situation would make it impossible to believe. He was pulled into the other’s arms and knew that he couldn’t bring himself to lie anyway. He sighed, leaning against the slender body. The warmth that surrounded him made him feel more secure and he took a hand into his own, squeezing it gently.
“He said that the same thing that happened to him… is going to happen to me. Everyone’s going to leave me because I’m different. Rukia, Chad, Inoue…” he paused and bit his lip before continuing, “…and you. Everyone.”
The arms surrounding him squeezed gently in an odd kind of hug, but after a moment of silence, the only words were, “…Idiot.”
He was pulled up into a fierce kiss and the other panted against his mouth for a moment before continuing to speak, “…You really think that we’d leave you like that? We can’t even take our eyes off you for a moment without worrying about what stupid things you’ll do on your own.”
Smirking in response, he stole a short kiss before replying, “That’s just you, you obsessive freak. You’d have nothing to do if you weren’t worrying about me. No one else worries except for you.”
“Maybe that’s because I know you best. So I know how stupid you’re capable of being.”
“Yeah?” he asked with a small grin, glad to have moved the topic of conversation away from what had been troubling him, “You’re the one who thought we could beat a Menos by strapping my sword to your head—”
“And you’re the one who thought you could beat a Menos by chopping it down to size—”
“You’re the one who thought you could beat a captain of the Gotei 13 and lost your Quincy powers,” he pointed out, having extracted the real reason the other had lost his powers not long after he had found out that they had disappeared.
There was a short silence before the reply, “You’re the one who thought you could beat a captain of the Gotei 13 and was almost consumed by your inner Hollow.”
He scowled, folding his arms across his chest, “…You’re the one who didn’t even tell me you didn’t have your Quincy powers any more, even when you knew how much I sucked at feeling reiatsu.”
He was pushed to the floor and the other stood over him on all fours, looking into his eyes as he whispered, “…And you’re the one stupid enough to think that I’m going to leave you just because you’re different, idiot.”
Clenching his teeth in frustration as he realised the topic had been brought right back to what he had been trying to avoid, he looked away.
“I’m not worried about you leaving, idiot. I… I’m worried about what’s going to make me so different… I don’t know—”
“You’re afraid of your Hollow.”
“…Yeah. He… he helped me today when I was fighting Kariya. He didn’t come out, but he gave me some of his power. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me… what I am… I don’t know how to control him, and it scares the shit out of me, Uryuu.”
They kissed again, and the Quincy didn’t pull away until he was sure that the redhead had calmed down a little.
“Well, whatever it is. You know I’ll be right here. I won’t leave, because I…” there was a hesitation as Uryuu tried to find the right words to put his feelings into. After a moment’s silence, he smirked, “…because I’m not that easy to get rid of.”
“I’ll say,” Ichigo replied, returning the smirk and pulling the dark-haired boy down for a rough kiss, sucking on the other’s collar bone as he arched. Nudging Uryuu’s knee with his own to make the Quincy collapse on top of him, he licked the pink lips, “Not that I’m complaining, of course.”
Shifting a little, Uryuu kissed Ichigo’s neck before giving it a gentle bite, “Ichigo…”
Propping himself up on an elbow, the Shinigami looked around as he wrapped an arm around Uryuu’s shoulders, “Find somewhere a bit more private?”
The next moment, they were in the middle of a small gathering of trees not too far from where the others were staying. The Quincy looked around, humming in approval as he saw that the place was a lot less open than before. He turned to Ichigo, only to be pulled forward into a kiss that made his knees feel weak.
Sliding a hand between their bodies, Uryuu made a sound of amusement, “You’re too easy to excite.”
“You only noticed now?” the redhead smirked, pulling the other boy closer to him, “You’ve had me like this since we started kissing.”
“Ichigo…” his voice sounded unsure and the Shinigami frowned a little.
“You said it yourself, we won’t get caught because everyone else is asleep… we’ll be fine, Uryuu…” he tried not to sound like he was pleading, but he was sure that his desperation was showing through. He took a breath and loosened his grip on the other boy, forcing himself to calm down.
Something was thrown at him and it took him a while to notice it was a bottle of lube. His eyes widened as he was kissed by the Quincy, “…I never said no, idiot.”
He grinned and pulled Uryuu close, pulling the fasteners of his shirt apart so he could run his hands down the other boy’s chest. The low groan made Ichigo’s cock twitch and he held the side of Uryuu’s face, kissing him hard before pushing him down to lie on the ground, undoing his own clothes before pulling Uryuu’s pants down.
“You’re not going to be very gentle with me, are you?” Uryuu asked quietly and Ichigo had to do a double take to see that the other boy was actually smiling.
Grinning himself, he rubbed some lube onto his hands and began preparing him, “I’ll do whatever you want, you know that.”
Clenching his teeth as he told himself to relax, Uryuu looked into the brown eyes, “…Call me Ishida? Just… tonight. You haven’t called me anything but Uryuu when we’re alone for a long time. I like the way my name sounds when you say it.”
“Ishida…” Ichigo whispered, adding another finger as he felt the other boy relax, trying to hold back his moan as the Quincy made small noises that told him that he was enjoying himself. He let out a small laugh and ran his other hand through the dark hair, “…maybe you should call me Kurosaki then.”
Uryuu whimpered quietly as Ichigo withdrew his fingers and shut his eyes tightly as he waited for the redhead to enter him. It was just as rough as he had expected – as rough as it always was. Ichigo was gripping tightly onto his hips, thrusting into him and panting loudly as his raw desire and his need to ensure Uryuu was alright battled for control over his body.
“Kurosaki…” he gasped, arching against the other boy’s body, managing to get out the word he knew would destroy any semblance of self control the redhead could muster, “…Harder. Please.”
“Fuck yes,” Ichigo groaned, moving faster and thrusting deeper, “Shit… Ishida, you feel so good…”
It had been a good idea to move away from everyone else. Ichigo had once told Uryuu that he was loud during sex to make up for all the other times when he was quiet. He honestly didn’t know why, but if no one but Ichigo could hear him scream, he didn’t really care. Wrapping his legs around Ichigo’s waist, he bucked against the other boy, crying out as he felt Ichigo take hold of his cock and pump in time with his movements. Sweaty bodies rubbed against each other and he could feel Ichigo swell inside of him, telling him that he was going to release soon.
“Ishida!” Ichigo moaned loudly, going stiff before coming and the Quincy groaned in response.
“Kuu-ro-saaaaaa-kii…” he released not long after, collapsing on the cool earth beneath him.
“Heh,” Ichigo sat up and wiped the sweat off his brow, “Sounds really hot when you yell my name like that.”
Giving the redhead a tired smile, Uryuu rested his head and stared up into the sky, “…We should return before the others wake up. Can you wipe us off and get me dressed? …I hope they don’t suspect anything.”
“Don’t worry about it, okay? I’ll get us back fine.”
“Liar. You’re never concerned about cleaning up after sex. If I left it to you, we’d lie here until we were found…”
Ichigo didn’t respond, already holding a piece of material that Uryuu had in his clothes and moving closer to the Quincy with a small grin. The dark-haired boy closed his eyes as he felt the familiar hands around him, wiping, lifting, dressing. . .
“Ishida-kun! Wake up!”
He opened his eyes quickly to find himself in the Tenth Division quarters with the others. Sado, Orihime and Ichigo were already sitting up and watching him and he blinked for a moment, wondering if he’d dreamed the entire thing. He looked at Ichigo, but found nothing to convince him either way.
“It’s not common for you to sleep in like that! We’re going to wait for you outside, alright?”
“Ah… sorry,” he replied, rubbing his head. He’d had dreams like this before, but they usually meant… He checked the covers, relieved to find them dry and sat up, shaking his head a little.
“Was it a dream?” he murmured to himself, frowning a little.
Ichigo was at the door, being the last to leave, and turned around with a smirk, “Must’ve been a really hot dream, Ishida, ‘cos I had it too.”
His eyes widened and he stared at the other boy in disbelief. Ichigo gave him a mock-insulted look.
“What? Is it really that hard to believe I got us back here without looking suspicious? I can be responsible when I want to, you know…”
With a faint scowl, Uryuu looked away, “How did you manage to wake up with everyone else? I’m tired…”
“Come on,” Ichigo made a face at him, “You can catch up on that sleep later. Everyone’s waiting for you.”
“Yeah, well,” the Quincy got up and folded his arm as he walked outside past the Shinigami, “…I’ll sleep properly tonight then. Which means there’ll be no sex.”
Ichigo stared dumbstruck after the boy as he walked away to join the others. Scowling and blushing at the same time, he glared at the ground, considering to just leave Uryuu outside next time.
That’d teach him a lesson.
Author:
kiyalaWord Count: 2113
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Kurosaki Ichigo / Ishida Uryuu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boylove, boysex, boys kissing
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: Christmas/New Years present for
parvati4th ♥It was so late that he found himself wondering why he was still up. He was fine with admitting to himself that he was troubled, but he hadn’t been aware that he had let it get to him this much… Balling his hands into fists, he looked ahead into the darkness that surrounded the building in the Tenth Division where they were staying until they could return home. Nothing could ever make him doubt his faith in his friends, but… his faith in himself? He frowned hard and shook his head, jumping in shock when he felt something—
He sighed in relief when he looked into a familiar pair of blue eyes, but it was short lived when he saw the questioning look in them. He looked away, but a hand quickly went to the side of his face, holding him still. After looking down for a long moment, he finally looked up, anticipating the question before he heard it.
“What’s wrong, Ichigo?”
He shut his eyes and sighed. Another hand came up to hold the other side of his face and he was kissed slowly. Returning the kiss gratefully, he kept his eyes closed as the other moved forward to rest their foreheads against each other.
“We shouldn’t do this here, we could get caught.”
“We won’t. It’s too late for anyone else to be up,” came the response and he was given another short kiss. “So stop changing the subject.”
“Why aren’t you asleep?” he murmured, moving his head back so he could look into the blue eyes again, “You must be tired.”
“Ichigo…” the tone was a lot less gentle this time and it made the Shinigami frown a little. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
There was a long silence before he sighed and looked away, “Something stupid. Something Kariya said to me.”
“Kariya?” there was a flash of hatred in the eyes watching him, “What did he say?”
He considered saying that it was nothing important, but he knew that the current situation would make it impossible to believe. He was pulled into the other’s arms and knew that he couldn’t bring himself to lie anyway. He sighed, leaning against the slender body. The warmth that surrounded him made him feel more secure and he took a hand into his own, squeezing it gently.
“He said that the same thing that happened to him… is going to happen to me. Everyone’s going to leave me because I’m different. Rukia, Chad, Inoue…” he paused and bit his lip before continuing, “…and you. Everyone.”
The arms surrounding him squeezed gently in an odd kind of hug, but after a moment of silence, the only words were, “…Idiot.”
He was pulled up into a fierce kiss and the other panted against his mouth for a moment before continuing to speak, “…You really think that we’d leave you like that? We can’t even take our eyes off you for a moment without worrying about what stupid things you’ll do on your own.”
Smirking in response, he stole a short kiss before replying, “That’s just you, you obsessive freak. You’d have nothing to do if you weren’t worrying about me. No one else worries except for you.”
“Maybe that’s because I know you best. So I know how stupid you’re capable of being.”
“Yeah?” he asked with a small grin, glad to have moved the topic of conversation away from what had been troubling him, “You’re the one who thought we could beat a Menos by strapping my sword to your head—”
“And you’re the one who thought you could beat a Menos by chopping it down to size—”
“You’re the one who thought you could beat a captain of the Gotei 13 and lost your Quincy powers,” he pointed out, having extracted the real reason the other had lost his powers not long after he had found out that they had disappeared.
There was a short silence before the reply, “You’re the one who thought you could beat a captain of the Gotei 13 and was almost consumed by your inner Hollow.”
He scowled, folding his arms across his chest, “…You’re the one who didn’t even tell me you didn’t have your Quincy powers any more, even when you knew how much I sucked at feeling reiatsu.”
He was pushed to the floor and the other stood over him on all fours, looking into his eyes as he whispered, “…And you’re the one stupid enough to think that I’m going to leave you just because you’re different, idiot.”
Clenching his teeth in frustration as he realised the topic had been brought right back to what he had been trying to avoid, he looked away.
“I’m not worried about you leaving, idiot. I… I’m worried about what’s going to make me so different… I don’t know—”
“You’re afraid of your Hollow.”
“…Yeah. He… he helped me today when I was fighting Kariya. He didn’t come out, but he gave me some of his power. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me… what I am… I don’t know how to control him, and it scares the shit out of me, Uryuu.”
They kissed again, and the Quincy didn’t pull away until he was sure that the redhead had calmed down a little.
“Well, whatever it is. You know I’ll be right here. I won’t leave, because I…” there was a hesitation as Uryuu tried to find the right words to put his feelings into. After a moment’s silence, he smirked, “…because I’m not that easy to get rid of.”
“I’ll say,” Ichigo replied, returning the smirk and pulling the dark-haired boy down for a rough kiss, sucking on the other’s collar bone as he arched. Nudging Uryuu’s knee with his own to make the Quincy collapse on top of him, he licked the pink lips, “Not that I’m complaining, of course.”
Shifting a little, Uryuu kissed Ichigo’s neck before giving it a gentle bite, “Ichigo…”
Propping himself up on an elbow, the Shinigami looked around as he wrapped an arm around Uryuu’s shoulders, “Find somewhere a bit more private?”
The next moment, they were in the middle of a small gathering of trees not too far from where the others were staying. The Quincy looked around, humming in approval as he saw that the place was a lot less open than before. He turned to Ichigo, only to be pulled forward into a kiss that made his knees feel weak.
Sliding a hand between their bodies, Uryuu made a sound of amusement, “You’re too easy to excite.”
“You only noticed now?” the redhead smirked, pulling the other boy closer to him, “You’ve had me like this since we started kissing.”
“Ichigo…” his voice sounded unsure and the Shinigami frowned a little.
“You said it yourself, we won’t get caught because everyone else is asleep… we’ll be fine, Uryuu…” he tried not to sound like he was pleading, but he was sure that his desperation was showing through. He took a breath and loosened his grip on the other boy, forcing himself to calm down.
Something was thrown at him and it took him a while to notice it was a bottle of lube. His eyes widened as he was kissed by the Quincy, “…I never said no, idiot.”
He grinned and pulled Uryuu close, pulling the fasteners of his shirt apart so he could run his hands down the other boy’s chest. The low groan made Ichigo’s cock twitch and he held the side of Uryuu’s face, kissing him hard before pushing him down to lie on the ground, undoing his own clothes before pulling Uryuu’s pants down.
“You’re not going to be very gentle with me, are you?” Uryuu asked quietly and Ichigo had to do a double take to see that the other boy was actually smiling.
Grinning himself, he rubbed some lube onto his hands and began preparing him, “I’ll do whatever you want, you know that.”
Clenching his teeth as he told himself to relax, Uryuu looked into the brown eyes, “…Call me Ishida? Just… tonight. You haven’t called me anything but Uryuu when we’re alone for a long time. I like the way my name sounds when you say it.”
“Ishida…” Ichigo whispered, adding another finger as he felt the other boy relax, trying to hold back his moan as the Quincy made small noises that told him that he was enjoying himself. He let out a small laugh and ran his other hand through the dark hair, “…maybe you should call me Kurosaki then.”
Uryuu whimpered quietly as Ichigo withdrew his fingers and shut his eyes tightly as he waited for the redhead to enter him. It was just as rough as he had expected – as rough as it always was. Ichigo was gripping tightly onto his hips, thrusting into him and panting loudly as his raw desire and his need to ensure Uryuu was alright battled for control over his body.
“Kurosaki…” he gasped, arching against the other boy’s body, managing to get out the word he knew would destroy any semblance of self control the redhead could muster, “…Harder. Please.”
“Fuck yes,” Ichigo groaned, moving faster and thrusting deeper, “Shit… Ishida, you feel so good…”
It had been a good idea to move away from everyone else. Ichigo had once told Uryuu that he was loud during sex to make up for all the other times when he was quiet. He honestly didn’t know why, but if no one but Ichigo could hear him scream, he didn’t really care. Wrapping his legs around Ichigo’s waist, he bucked against the other boy, crying out as he felt Ichigo take hold of his cock and pump in time with his movements. Sweaty bodies rubbed against each other and he could feel Ichigo swell inside of him, telling him that he was going to release soon.
“Ishida!” Ichigo moaned loudly, going stiff before coming and the Quincy groaned in response.
“Kuu-ro-saaaaaa-kii…” he released not long after, collapsing on the cool earth beneath him.
“Heh,” Ichigo sat up and wiped the sweat off his brow, “Sounds really hot when you yell my name like that.”
Giving the redhead a tired smile, Uryuu rested his head and stared up into the sky, “…We should return before the others wake up. Can you wipe us off and get me dressed? …I hope they don’t suspect anything.”
“Don’t worry about it, okay? I’ll get us back fine.”
“Liar. You’re never concerned about cleaning up after sex. If I left it to you, we’d lie here until we were found…”
Ichigo didn’t respond, already holding a piece of material that Uryuu had in his clothes and moving closer to the Quincy with a small grin. The dark-haired boy closed his eyes as he felt the familiar hands around him, wiping, lifting, dressing. . .
“Ishida-kun! Wake up!”
He opened his eyes quickly to find himself in the Tenth Division quarters with the others. Sado, Orihime and Ichigo were already sitting up and watching him and he blinked for a moment, wondering if he’d dreamed the entire thing. He looked at Ichigo, but found nothing to convince him either way.
“It’s not common for you to sleep in like that! We’re going to wait for you outside, alright?”
“Ah… sorry,” he replied, rubbing his head. He’d had dreams like this before, but they usually meant… He checked the covers, relieved to find them dry and sat up, shaking his head a little.
“Was it a dream?” he murmured to himself, frowning a little.
Ichigo was at the door, being the last to leave, and turned around with a smirk, “Must’ve been a really hot dream, Ishida, ‘cos I had it too.”
His eyes widened and he stared at the other boy in disbelief. Ichigo gave him a mock-insulted look.
“What? Is it really that hard to believe I got us back here without looking suspicious? I can be responsible when I want to, you know…”
With a faint scowl, Uryuu looked away, “How did you manage to wake up with everyone else? I’m tired…”
“Come on,” Ichigo made a face at him, “You can catch up on that sleep later. Everyone’s waiting for you.”
“Yeah, well,” the Quincy got up and folded his arm as he walked outside past the Shinigami, “…I’ll sleep properly tonight then. Which means there’ll be no sex.”
Ichigo stared dumbstruck after the boy as he walked away to join the others. Scowling and blushing at the same time, he glared at the ground, considering to just leave Uryuu outside next time.
That’d teach him a lesson.
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