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Title: Sense
Author: [livejournal.com profile] kiyala
Word Count: 2641
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Kurosaki Ichigo / Ishida Uryuu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boysex
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: Oh, took me long enough to write another one of these...

♥ Presentfic for [livejournal.com profile] 1st_eggokage

x-posted to [livejournal.com profile] ishi_ichi and [livejournal.com profile] bleach_yaoi





You know, they always call it a sixth sense, being able to see ghosts and shit. But when you think about it, it’s just a mix of all your normal five ones. I mean, you see the dead people, the Hollows, the Shinigami and whatever the hell else. You hear them, you can feel their presence. Well. Most people could feel their presence. I couldn’t. It made me wonder if I was disabled. I mean, you’d call someone disabled if they couldn’t see clearly. You’d call them disabled if they couldn’t hear properly. I couldn’t feel other people’s presence, no matter how hard I tried. Forget the Hollows and everything else.

The first person and for a long time, the only person I could sense was Chad. I think it had something to do with the fact that we were best friends. I could trust the guy with my life, and then some. That’s probably the reason why I could feel his reiatsu. It was like a quiet sound at the back of my head. Not the kind of sound you know you’re listening to when it’s there, but the kind you notice when it’s gone. That’s kind of what Chad was anyway. It made sense.

Inoue’s was second. It was a long time after we got back from Soul Society. After I’d trained with those Viazard freaks. It was the day she’d disappeared; I’d woken up and I could feel something. It was faint, kind of like the taste of food you’d eaten a while ago. I could tell she wasn’t there, but I could tell that she had been. And somehow, I could tell it was her.

I guess it made sense. It was a weird kind of combination, a kind of soothing sound mixed in with something really jittery. But that could’ve just been my nerves when I realised that she was gone.

I think maybe it had something to do with the training I’d done, but I could feel reiatsu when I tried, now. Urahara’s was all tingly and kind of scary when I focused on it too long. Ishida’s…

Shit.

Maybe it was because he was a Quincy and I was a Shinigami and it made us opposites? But I knew that was utter bullshit. There was just something about it. Something… no, fuck that, everything about it that just made me…

Fuck, it felt amazing. It wasn’t like the other people, who were just faint and easy to notice, but easy to ignore. It was like there was something reaching inside me, tugging at me, and demanding that I pay attention. And fuck, did I ever. It took a whole lot of mental screaming and reminding myself that Inoue was probably in mortal danger to fight that boner off. Especially when he looked at me, and I knew exactly how fucked up this all was, and I didn’t fucking care. Like I wanted to just throw him against a wall, and—No, no, no. Inoue’s in trouble. Gotta save Inoue. That was all I was allowed to think about.

His eyes narrowed when he looked at me, and it made me wonder how my thoughts were playing out on my face. I wondered what my I want to screw you, Ishida face looked like. Half of me hoped like hell he didn’t understand it. The other half really hoped he did.

Those blue eyes lingered a moment longer, and then he turned away and looked back at Urahara.

*


It’s over. They’re home. They’re safe. They’re alive. It’s over. It’s over. It’s over. Is it really over? It must be. That must be what the emptiness is. The absence of battle cries and pain. The silence of everything being over.

Ichigo stares at Zangetsu, unable to believe just how much the zanpakuto shakes in his hands. He’s holding it the same way he had when he fought. When he faced death time and time again. And only now, in the empty silence of an ended war, does he shake.

Zangetsu drops to the ground with a loud clatter as Ichigo lets go. His hands still shake, as he runs his hands through his hair with an agitated sigh, as he pulls his gi off his shoulders and removes the bandages that cover wounds that are already healed.

This is pathetic. This is him not knowing what to do when there are no more battles to fight. This is him needing something to keep him occupied. This is him, cracking under the pressure of having to resort to his Hollow form so many times.

Every second – no, every millisecond. Nanosecond – he spends as a Hollow, he can feel himself tearing into two. Like a seam that slowly gives way to a gaping hole. The kind that Ishida fixes without the blink of an eye.

Ichigo wonders how Ishida got into his thoughts. And then he realises that one, Ishida’s never actually gotten out of his thoughts. And two, Ishida’s standing behind him, watching him.

“What?” Ichigo doesn’t turn. “Your dad fixed up that stupid loophole in your agreement? You gonna fuck off forever now, or something?”

Ishida doesn’t reply. Ichigo lets out an agitated growl and turns.

Ishida stares at him with the same deadpan look he always has. Ichigo thinks that the only time he’s seen Ishida smile is when he’s fighting. His smiles are reserved for his victims. His prey.

Ichigo thinks that it’s pretty twisted.

Ishida smiles.

“What?” Ichigo asks again. His voice is rougher. With all the mess in his head, it’s easier to ignore the feeling of the Quincy’s reiatsu. But it’s impossible to block it out entirely, especially when they’re staring each other down.

Ishida speaks. “I know.”

“Know what?”

“About you. How it feels. How fucking crazy it is.”

“We all fought the fucking war. Of course you know how it feels. It’s not just me who did it.”

The dark-haired teen’s lip curls. “Not that. You idiot.”

“Then?”

“That feeling in your head. In your chest. In your gut. In your…” Ishida stops, but manages to hold onto the arrogant look. “The one you can’t ignore no matter how hard you try. It’s fucked up, isn’t it? I always wondered – why you? Why the fuck couldn’t it be someone better. Someone who wasn’t as stupid? Someone who could actually feel it too? But then before we left, I saw your face. And I knew you could feel it too. Finally.”

It finally clicks in Ichigo’s head. And then he snaps.

Ishida is pushed against the wall, hitting it with a thud, not caring about the pain in the back of his head when Ichigo kisses him. They hold each other in a death grip, biting and sucking at each other’s lips.

“What the fuck is it?” Ichigo demands after both their lips are swollen from kissing too hard. It takes a lot to concentrate. If Ishida’s reiatsu felt good before, it’s godly when they’re touching. “Some kind of spell?”

“Fuck if I know,” Ishida growls, lapping and biting Ichigo’s neck. “I didn’t ask anyone. I didn’t know how I would. Oh hey, Urahara-san, every time I feel Kurosaki’s reiatsu, I feel like jumping him. Do you know why? -- it’s not something I’d ask him. And definitely not Ryuuken.”

“Is it the Shinigami and Quincy thing?” the redhead guesses blindly.

“None of your friends make me want to fuck them into oblivion. My guess is no.”

Ichigo’s grip on Ishida tightens. The Quincy frowns at him before pulling his arms away.

“Honestly, I don’t give a shit as to why. I just want you with your clothes off, on the floor, where I can fuck you until this feeling goes away.”

“Here?” Ichigo blinks. “We’re in the middle of Sandal-Hat’s fucking guest room.”

“Yeah. And he’s not. I’m sure he’ll be smart enough to avoid us until we’re done.”

“Ishida—” Ichigo is pushed to the floor before he can say any more. Ishida is already pushing material out of his way, untying, tugging and undressing Ichigo until he lies there, naked and aroused.

“It isn’t always this bad,” Ishida promises, trailing kisses down Ichigo’s abdomen. The Shinigami groans in protest as the other boy ignores his erection, continung to kiss down the inside of Ichigo’s thigh. “I think it’s the fighting, actually. We’re all wound up. You can only pull an elastic band so far until it snaps.”

“We’re not elastic bands,” Ichigo mumbles, “Fuck, Ishida, quit the tease and just touch my dick.

“Don’t do that,” Ishida growls, his teeth pressing gently into Ichigo’s skin. “When you get pissed, your reiatsu goes up, and the feeling gets worse.”

“I wouldn’t be pissed if you didn’t tease… ahhh, mm… mmm,” Ichigo’s voice trails off into a whine when Ishida licks the entire length of his cock and gives it a couple of strokes.

“It’s worse when you’re in Shinigami form,” the Quincy murmurs between kissing up and down Ichigo’s erection. “Because at least when you’re in your body, you’ve subconsciously got the sense to keep your reiatsu down to a level your body can handle. That barrier’s gone when you’re not in your body.”

Ichigo tries to follow the other’s words, but he can focus on nothing but the feel of Ishida’s mouth. The Quincy licks his way to the head of the other boy’s cock, and then takes as much of it as possible into his mouth. Ichigo swears loudly, hips lifting off the floor, unconsciously forcing even more of himself into Ishida’s mouth.

“Ugh. You idiot. Take it slow,” Ishida says, coughing as he pulls away. “I don’t want to choke to death on your dick.”

The statement makes Ichigo laugh, even though he is being glared at. His grin slowly fades. “Fine. I’ll… stay still, or something.”

Ishida holds Ichigo’s hips down and sucks on the head of his cock again. Ichigo groans.

“If you don’t shut up, we’ll get caught.”

“Says the one who didn’t care that we’re in Urahara’s house.”

“Well, it’s either here or in the middle of the street, on the way to your place or mine. Take your pick.”

Ichigo sighs, his head falling back against the tatami mat. “Fine, I’ll shut up.”

Ishida lowers his head to Ichigo’s cock again, sliding his lips down the length. Ichigo’s breath hitches, and he exhales shakily through his nose. Ishida inwardly grins, his tongue running across the erection. Ichigo grunts, biting his lip in an effort to stay silent. Ishida lifts his head again, supporting himself on all fours above Ichigo.

“I really want to fuck you,” he purrs, kissing Ichigo’s lips and then his chin, neck and chest. His hand fondles Ichigo’s erection and the redhead gasps loudly. He doesn’t protest as his legs are spread, only looking up when he hears Ishida uncapping a plastic bottle.

“Where’d you get that?” he asks, looking unconcerned.

“I stole it,” Ishida replies simply. “I figured that Urahara-san owes us at least one bottle of lube for putting us through this insanity.”

Ichigo watches as Ishida spreads it onto his hands, rubbing them together. He then frowns. “Um… Ishida. Do you know… what you’re doing?”

The Quincy looks at him with expressionlessly, “No more than you do.”

Ichigo’s head falls back and for the first time since his lips met Ishida’s, he feels afraid of what’s happening. Ishida notices, and places a hand on Ichigo’s hip.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he whispers. Ichigo believes him, or at least knows that he will do his best not to. He nods in response, feeling foolish for tensing up the way he is.

He frowns at the intrusion of the other boy’s slender fingers. He feels the blue eyes on him and he does his best to hide the discomfort. He focuses on the fact that those fingers belong to Ishida, and of what is to come. The desperation grips him harder than ever before and he bucks against the fingers with a low growl.

“Hurry up, Ishida.”

“If you don’t calm down, you’ll end up in pain and it’ll be your fault,” Ishida replies, but withdraws his fingers anyway. He spreads some of the lube over his erection before positioning himself against Ichigo’s entrance and looking up. “Are you sure you’re ready?”

Yes,” Ichigo insists. He gasps louder than before when Ishida enters him. They pause for a moment, giving themselves and each other some time to adjust to this new, amazing feeling. Ichigo can feel his reiatsu melding with Ishida’s in a way he can’t explain. As if he had only just realised that he had a puzzle piece to which Ishida has the corresponding one. They match, they click, and Ichigo urges Ishida to move.

So Ishida does, hesitantly, awkwardly, and it hurts. Ichigo can’t stop the sharp intake of breath and Ishida swears, apologising, and tries again, only slower. It’s easier this time, when they’re both calmer instead of fired up. Ichigo’s eyes and tightly shut and he frowns a little as Ishida thrusts into him, but the appreciative moan tells Ishida that he’s doing something right. The Quincy strokes the other boy’s cock slowly, hoping it’ll distract him from the pain. If Ichigo’s new expression is anything to go by, it works. They continue at their slow pace, ignoring the insistent urges clawing at the back of their minds to forget the pain and just fuck each other as hard as they can.

As they continue, and become increasingly comfortable with what they’re doing, their pace increases without either of them noticing. Ishida’s thrusts become faster, as do Ichigo’s responding ones. The sound of their skin meeting with every thrust is louder than their panting, but then Ishida slips against Ichigo’s sweat-damp legs, and the change in angle makes the redhead throw his head back and moan louder than ever.

It takes Ishida a few panicked seconds to realise that the moan is that of pleasure, not pain, and he doesn’t readjust his position, continuing to thrust. Ichigo’s response is as hoped; he continues moaning, forgetting the fact that they’re in Urahara Shouten; forgetting the fact that they could very well be caught in the middle of everything. It takes Ishida only a few moments of looking at the other boy’s pleasured expression before he also forgets everything, and he begins moaning in response to Ichigo. They call each other’s name as they feel themselves creeping closer and closer to climax, and it takes one last thrust into Ichigo before the redhead releases with a wordless moan. Ishida grunts at the way Ichigo’s muscles constrict around his penis and before he can pull away, he is releasing inside the other boy, and the Shinigami releases a few more drops of semen at the feeling of it.

They finally pull apart, covered with sweat and semen. Ishida only then realises that he did not think this through properly; they have nothing to wipe themselves clean with before dressing. He sits up and Ichigo, still lying down, looks up at him questioningly.

“How do we clean up?” Ishida asks and Ichigo tenses a little at the irritated tone in his voice, even if it’s directed at himself. Ishida reaches across, trailing his fingers down Ichigo’s face by the way of an apology and Ichigo gladly accepts it, kissing the tips of the other boy’s fingers before they move away.

He slowly gets up, moving closer to where Ishida is sitting. Ichigo sees his release across Ishida’s chest, and hesitantly moves closer, pressing his lips to the Quincy’s nipple. His tongue darts out, lapping at the semen just near it. Ishida’s breath hitches, and Ichigo looks up at him with a small grin.

“Who says we need to stop now, anyway?”


x

Date: 2008-01-14 10:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hidden-gems.livejournal.com
Oh, that was yummilicious!! (But the fact that I can almost hear inner!Isshin say that is highly disturbing o___O) I really hope you don't stop writing about these boys any time soon, because then I'd probably go off the pairing. Writing about other stuff is fine, but always come back to these two, ne?

<3

Date: 2008-01-14 10:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hidden-gems.livejournal.com
And if it does, Daddy will chase it and bring it back!!

Date: 2008-01-14 02:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] akuni.livejournal.com
You know I have a serious reiatsu kick. YUM. :D And post-battle adrenaline sex, oh baby!

Right now that you've gone this far... chapter 2 - SWITCH!
*scampers off before Kii's head asplodes* XD

Date: 2008-01-15 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] akuni.livejournal.com
I was just yanking your chain. *grin*

Date: 2008-01-14 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madrona-8.livejournal.com
I seem to be having a problem putting my thoughts into words here...
Ichigo's ability to ignore Ishida while they were saving Inoue is kinda like ignoring a problem that only gets bigger while you are busy avoiding it. I suppose that's what makes it so explosive when they finally have the chance.
And my favorite part is:
Ishida stares at him with the same deadpan look he always has. Ichigo thinks that the only time he’s seen Ishida smile is when he’s fighting. His smiles are reserved for his victims. His prey.

Ichigo thinks that it’s pretty twisted.

Ishida smiles.


And far be it from me to disagree with [livejournal.com profile] akuni

Date: 2008-01-14 05:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lifeinahole27.livejournal.com
I just woke up from 16 hours of passed-the-fuck-out sleep, and the first thing I do is turn on my computer.

Holy hell am I glad I did. Mmmmm, these boys are hot. And I adore the way you write them. And after-battle sex... heee. The last line actually made me burst out laughing. Such an Ichi-thing to say. XD

<3<3<3

Date: 2008-01-14 07:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nehalenia.livejournal.com
Whew! Lovely. Great POVs. The line about Ishida only smiling at his prey, then smiling at Ichigo was excellent.

Date: 2008-01-14 09:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nnoi.livejournal.com
Yummmmmmm...I liked this but I like this pairing I think they are made for each other Thanks for sharing!

Date: 2008-01-15 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nightrobin11.livejournal.com
Haha, yay, moar Ishichi Pr0n. XD Ishi-seme still wins big time. I kept guessing the 'sense' was probably something to do with Urahara. I love how they did it in his house, it was prbly all part of the plan. XP Awesome work, gotta love em. ^^

Date: 2008-01-15 01:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangerine-haze.livejournal.com
OMG! That was sooo delicious! I like how you made both of them novices.

“None of your friends make me want to fuck them into oblivion. My guess is no.” LOL! There's just too much funniness in this! I love it!

Date: 2008-01-15 03:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neeree.livejournal.com
Cute and hot and....yummmy!

As far as going away from IshiIchi.I love you doing this pairing, but I think that as long as you still stay in the fandom (cause Bleach is my fav fandom right now :D) then I'm happy. This way you can experiment a bit :)

Either way, JUST KEEP WRITING :D

Date: 2008-01-15 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] linds-tastic.livejournal.com
"I wondered what my I want to screw you, Ishida face looked like."

ahahaha this line slays me. classic.
oh the hot smutiness, it kills me. in such a good way.

Date: 2008-01-15 04:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 1st-eggokage.livejournal.com
HOMYGOD KKKKKKIIIIIIIIIIIII

i seriously can't believe that this piece of sheer awesome was written for ME

it's FUNNY and SO DAMN HOT and REIATSU KINK omg

SEME-URYUU IS BEAUTIFUL AND ICHIGO IS A LITTLE SLUT which is just how I like him XD

have i told you lately that i love you?

'cause i do.

BEST PRESENT EVAR

</ psycho>

Date: 2008-01-15 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lpdrunknmunky.livejournal.com
Kiyala you are my goddess!!! My idol!!! I can't believe it, I'm f*ing floored! This is just genius... *tear*

Date: 2008-01-15 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ebonymystress.livejournal.com
Damn girl! I've never read your fics before but this was...wow...yeah incredible and so hot! Hmm...perhaps I may have to keep an eye out for stuff from you in the future (and maybe try to hunt down some older posts lol).

The start was making me giggle, the whole thing about Orihime's reiatsu being like a food aftertaste. lol
But then of course we get to the business end of things and damn damn damn was that hot! Gods I pray that your love for this paring doesn't die because you write them so well!

This is definitely my favorite Ishida x Ichigo fic ever!

Date: 2008-01-16 08:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] liberty-witch.livejournal.com
Very good story! I love Ishida here. This is the first I've read of this pairing actually. I clicked because Ishida's taking over my mind right now I've been curious about this pair for a bit. I wasn't disappointed. :) Thank you for writting this!

Date: 2008-01-16 10:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] liberty-witch.livejournal.com
Thanks for the rec! Rest assured I'll check her fics out.

Date: 2008-01-16 09:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shiawase-ai.livejournal.com
HOLY FUCK YES. I just love a seme Uryuu! Gaaaaad, sexy.

You know, I should have bought more tissue. And some super glue. My nose is bleeding like hell and I have no fucking idea where my eyes are. This is what I get for reading no porn in days.

Damn, this is the best I've seen so far of this pairing! THIS is IchixRyuu right there baby!!

Date: 2008-01-19 09:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jasmineramen.livejournal.com
OH FUCK! YESSSSH!! xDDD This is something that I really needed this morning(morning here, don't know about you)! xD

BTW, I saw a mistake. If you don't mind me telling you what it is then here:

"Ichigo’s eyes and tightly shut and he frowns a little as Ishida thrusts into him,..."

Shouldn't it be,"Ichigo’s eyes are tightly shut and he frowns a little as Ishida thrusts into him,..."?

-Eva

Date: 2008-01-19 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
No, thank you for writing this story! ^^

And also...WOW!I'm NOT that stupid after all!! xD

Date: 2008-01-25 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] naughty-gurrl.livejournal.com
Oh baby. That was great.

Date: 2008-02-03 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] realitywaiting.livejournal.com
Wow! i haven't been around in a really long while...i've been Pwned by dbsk >.<
i've missed your fics! this was particularly hot! I love the way you write their interaction!

Date: 2008-02-10 01:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nekobaba.livejournal.com
Ishida in control ... grrr... very nice!

Date: 2008-02-18 08:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quakey.livejournal.com
Ooooo, the reiatsu description is simply lovely and very interesting. And then you went and threw in Ishi/Ichi, an utter kink of mine. XD



(I'm catching up on some long-neglected reading, in case you couldn't tell. >_o)
Edited Date: 2008-02-18 08:58 am (UTC)

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