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Chapter List
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Title: He’s an Idiot
Arc: 2
Part: 1
Pairing: Jyuushiro/Urahara/Ichigo
Word count: 1,744
Beta’d by: cutsycat
AN: And here we are with a brand new story in the same line with a brand new pairing. I hope you guys enjoy! *loves*
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Nearly eight months had passed since Yumichika had jumped Hanatoru in his room at the Urahara shoten, followed soon by Ikkaku jumping him and screwing him in the study room attached to the shoten’s library.
Eight wonderful, sex and date filled months where Hanatoru had blossomed into who he was truly meant to be, making his lovers prouder with every accomplishment that he landed. Making them beam with every obstacle that he surpassed before coming back to it and kicking it until it was nothing more than a smear on the ground. It still amazed them how much having lover’s who cared for him and believed in him helped the younger man grow and become more confident.
But there was only one problem that was starting to grate on Ikkaku’s and Yumichika’s nerves.
“I’m gonna rip him into tiny chunks,” Ikkaku growled lowly as he stalked back and forth across the living room floor, Yumichika and Hanatoru watching him from where they were seated.
One Ganju Shiba and his insistent need to try and butt into their relationship, hoping to break the threesome apart, and in the end, become Hanatoru's knight in shining armor was the reason for the rant.
The beauty obsessed man was lounging in the arm chair, looking bored as he rested his chin on one hand, but his violet eyes were promising death. Their small lover was laid out on the living room couch, lying under the blanket that usually sat over the back of it.
His clothes on the other hand were on the floor and he was feeling decidedly content if not sticky. “What did Ganju do this time?” he asked as he shifted under the blanket, watching Ikkaku stalk back and forth, wearing a hole into the floor.
“The fucking idiot tried to get the jump on me during training. I had to show him just why you don’t fuck with me. Or taicho,” Ikkaku stated, stopping to appreciate the smooth skin that was exposed when Hanatoru sat up and the blanket fell off of his shoulder.
He had to admit that the sight always made him feel better, especially when Hanatoru had just been fucked by Yumichika. Sighing, he sat down next to the naked Hana, feeling the small body curl up against his side, a small hand finding its way into his top and smooth over his skin in a soothing touch.
“So you tossed him around with a snarl on your face?” Hanatoru asked lowly, feeling Ikkaku slid his hand down his back and over his naked hip, displacing the blanket. The bald man chuckled and pulled Yumichika into his lap when the beautiful man stood up and came near them with a smirk on his lips.
“Yeah, pretty much. It was a lot of fun and I would do it again if I had half the chance really. He’s starting to test my patience though especially since most of his abilities come from tricks instead of real face to face shit,” Ikkaku grunted, basking in the softness of his lovers. He was hardly surprised at feeling two hands dip below his belt to tease him into hardness, to pump and stroke him into a relaxing climax that left him with sticky pants. “Both of you are way too good to me,” he chuckled breathlessly.
Hanatoru smiled as he idly cleaned his hand with his tongue before he stood and shoved a bit of hair out of his face. Holding the blanket around him, he smiled at the two men and said “You should know that he’s been trying to get a hold of me, even though I’ve told him that he’s had his chance but isn’t ever going to get another.”
“He is going to die a very slow and pain filled death,” Yumichika muttered, getting a soft look from his smallest lover before he padded into the bathroom to clean up. The violet eyed man stood, wiping his hand free of Ikkaku's cum, his eyes flashing as he thought of what he would do to the stupid fool that had dared talk to their healer.
They had been keeping a very close eye on the Shiba, wanting to see just how he would react to the fact that his ex had moved on so fast and so well.
Apparently the man hadn’t taken it very well and it was starting to piss off the two men knowing that Ganju was harassing Hanatoru and trying to use underhanded, dirty tricks against them during training. It just wasn’t the way the Eleventh division was run and even Kenpachi was starting to get pissed off about it. And when Kenpachi got pissed off about something, everyone suffered outside of Yachiru.
“We lucked out finding him when we did,” Yumichika mused as he wrapped his arms around the bald male’s neck, nuzzling against his cheek with a soft smile on his lips.
“That we did,” Ikkaku chuckled with a smirk on his lips, running a calloused hand over one lean hip, squeezing it as he shrugged and his smirk turned into a smile that screamed contentment. “I'm actually glad that you decidedly took an interest in Hanatoru when you did otherwise we might be missing such a compliment to our lives.”
“I was just curious about why he was being sent to us so suddenly but to hear that the idiot had decided to just out and out dump him, leaving him in so much pain. We know just how strong he can be, and we enjoy the fact that he can kick our ass if he really puts his mind to it,” Yumichika mused as he took the time to stretch very slowly with a growl before coming to relax again against Ikkaku. “I don't know why Shiba decided to fall under such peer pressure and from such idiots as the ones that he's been dealing with since they graduated the academy. You would think his elder sister would have kicked his ass and made him see some sense.”
Ikkaku snorted as Hanatoru walked from the bathroom, clean of the remnants of his afternoon romp with Yumichika, and walked into their bedroom. They could hear the soft, sweet sound of the healer humming a song that he had enjoyed in the living world. “You would think but I don’t think the lessons were able to take as well as she had hoped. Perhaps… Nah, I don’t think he would be so dumb as to do anything like that.”
Yumichika raised an eyebrow. “Like what?” he asked, tearing his eyes from where he could see their healers soft skinned body move around the bedroom, looking for some clean clothes.
“Drugs. Or possibly hiding past head injuries. I’ve been wanting to get him tested for a variety of shit but I have not been able to get taicho to sign off on the forms to force the bastard to the fourth division for a full work up for every little thing,” Ikkaku admitted, shrugging as Yumichika frowned heavily at that bit of news.
He sighed and ran a delicate hand through his hair, shaking his head with a light frown. “We might have to go to Kukaku-san for his full medical records, that is if she knows it all. The little bastard is good at hiding things, even from his dear, sweet sister,” Yumichika purred.
“So fucking true,” Ikkaku grunted, smiling as Hanatoru finally emerged from the bedroom. He was dressed in a large under top that they all knew was Yumichika’s, and holding a basket filled with laundry.
“Going to do some laundry, Hana-chan?” Yumichika asked with some curiosity, knowing that if Hanatoru did the laundry, either he or Ikkaku were asked to make dinner. It was done that way just because it usually took the small healer a few hours to really get everything done and put away, especially with laundry from the three of them.
Things tended to get very dirty in a very short time with their jobs.
“Yes, I am. There’s no real need to cook tonight, Yumichika-kun” Hanatoru stated, smiling sweetly at the man as he hitched the basket up a bit in his arms. “We do have quite a bit of leftovers in the refrigerator. Ikkaku-kun, you should get back to work soon. Same with you, Yumichika-san. I have the rest of the day off since all I had to do was the supply count,” he chuckled, getting an adorable pout from Yumichika and a disgruntle look from Ikkaku.
“You’re right. And I’ll do dinner tonight, even if it is a mix of leftovers,” Ikkaku sighed, Yumichika pouting as he stood up and smoothed out his uniform that he had put on after a quick shower earlier. The bald man snorted and looked at his hakama with a sigh before heading for the bedroom. “I need to change first. Yumi-kun, head on ahead of me and start kicking some ass. I’ll meet you there and join in.”
“Oh, so much fun,” Yumichika chuckled with a smile before kissing him and Hanatoru before leaving with one last wink at them. Hanatoru chuckled and kissed Ikkaku before heading into the laundry room to start cleaning things.
As Ikkaku started to redress in a fresh uniform, he had an idea that he had to talk about with Hanatoru, moving to the laundry as he pulled on his top. “Hey, Hana, what do you think about me going to talk with Ichigo-san about what to do with Ganju?” he asked.
Hanatoru looked up from the sorting of the clothing that was in piles before him and raised an eyebrow. “I think he would be of great help in the long run,” he mused, shrugging with a small smile. “He’s very good at coming up with new ideas to take care of things,” he continued, tossing a top that was in his hand onto a pile. “Talk with Yumichika-san.”
“Yeah, alright,” Ikkaku hummed, finishing with getting dressed and heading out, leaving Hanatoru to his business. Once he arrived at the eleventh division, he found Yumichika and ran the idea across him, getting a smile and the go ahead for doing that. He settled in behind his desk for a few minutes to fill out a form to head to the Living World for a few days.
Once that was done, he stood up and headed out to torture… that is, train the new people.
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