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A Shifting of Life	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > General Views: 20784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: A Shifting of Life

Fandom: Bleach

Part: 18

Series: A Shifting World

Characters/Pairings: Ichigo, Byakuya, Renji, Shuhei, Kenpachi, some Yachiru, Ikkaku, Yumichika, Kira, Momo, Ulquiorra

Warnings: Cursing and massive Ikkaku-libido teasing

Word count: 1,806

AN: Why yes, life is kicking my ass, but I'm getting this shit done! It's just taking me forever and a day. *sighs* I still hope you guys enjoy this!

Hugs!

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Sitting at the table between Renji and Byakuya, Ichigo gazed over the menu before she frowned, flipping it open and looking at the prices that were presented to her. “You have got to be joking me,” she snorted, her eyes wide in surprise at just how much it was to eat there. “Over seven hundred yen for a single pot of tea?” he asked, looking to his date. “I don’t think that I’ve ever spent so much on tea in a single sitting.”

“Stop looking at the prices of things and calm down. I’m paying for your lunch so you don’t have to worry about that,” Byakuya stated, smiling softly at the shocked female next to him. “I am your date along with a noble and taicho. I have the money to spend on you,” he promised, getting a slight nod as she looked back to the menu, reading it over very carefully. She decided that the least she could do was not insult the man and buy for taste instead of price.

Sighing as she looked up to see the waitress walking up to them, smiling brightly at the group and her eyes trailing over the men at the table, Ichigo noticed that she eyed her and Momo, her smile tightening on her face. Ichigo just raised an eyebrow at her, turning to Byakuya to smile sweetly up at him, her hand coming to rest on his wrist.

“I think that I will go for the tea. Can you tell me what the best ones are here? I have a feeling that you and the others have been here before she said. Byakuya gave her a knowing look before sliding her hand into his own and kissed the back of it with a low laugh.

“I do know. We would like a medium pot of the Bu-Bu green tea for me and my date. The check will be separate for me, Renji, and Ichigo-chan,” he stated, turning to the waitress who nodded. She wrote down the order.

“Byakuya-san, I can cover my own check, no worries,” Renji protested lowly, leaning slightly over Ichigo who just huffed and elbowed him in the gut with a dry look.

“Don’t insult the one who is offering to pay for your food. If it makes you feel better, just pay for the next date,” Ichigo told him. Byakuya smiled and nodded in agreement. Renji huffed and nodded, sitting back as he let the others give her their orders.

“Me and Yumi here will have the same tea, medium pot,” Ikkaku stated, not looking up from his menu. “I’ll pay for our check this time. I think Kira and Momo are gonna share a check to.”

“We are actually. We’d also like some Bu-Bu white tea, medium, with honey on the side,” Kira stated after talking with Momo for a moment. The waitress once more smiled brightly.

“Sake, warm please,” Kenpachi told her before pointing at Yachiru. “And juice for her. Something citrus like. And I’m coverin’ Shuhei today since he helped Yachiru last month.”

“Bu-Bu white tea, small pot, and a small bottle of sake for after dinner,” Shuhei said, his smooth voice drawing Kenpachi’s eye, the large man leering. He was hoping to be able to get laid later that night and the young fukutaicho was looking to fulfill that particular need from what he could tell.

“Of course. I’ll be right back with your drinks,” the waitress said, leaving them with one last look, causing Momo and Ichigo to snort their laughter.

“She was totally eye fucking you guys. Wasn’t she, Ichigo-chan?” Momo asked, smoothing down her dark blue kimono sleeve, making sure that the embroidered koi fish wasn’t coming unfurled for any reason.

“Oh yeah, she was. I think that my hand would have been burnt by how hot her glare was when I dared to touch Byakuya,” Ichigo said, picking up her water glass and sipping at it. “And before you asked, even before I could tell when someone was eye fucking another person, I still can’t really tell if another person is doing that to me.” Ikkaku moaned under his breath and shifted, pouting as Yumichika patted his shoulder. “And what’s wrong with you this time?”

“I apparently like it when you say fucking,” Ikkaku complained as he glared down at his traitorous length that was twitching happily in his fundoshi.

“Ah. So you like it when I talk dirty, do you?” Ichigo asked as she smirked at him. A mischievous look entered her eyes, leaning on one elbow as the others watched the amusement. They all had to wonder what she was going to do now that she knew one of Ikkaku’s kinks, especially since they had discovered that she did flirt. You just had to know what to look for. “Well then. Fuck,” she said, drawing the word out, making it roll out of her mouth in a purr. Renji choked on his water at the sound of the normally spat word sounding like it was dripping in sex. Ikkaku just moaned and let his head thump onto the table.

“Ichigo-san, stop teasing the poor fool before he damages his brain,” Ulquiorra drawled as he walked up to the table and took the last seat next to Kira, who promptly blushed and played with his water glass. “I am sorry that I am late. I had to stop by Rangiku-san’s house,” he said, getting a nod. “I’ll have the same thing to drink as they will please,” he said, feeling the waitress walk up behind them at the sight of a new customer sitting down at her table.

To her, he was rather handsome, the oddly shaped piece of bone notwithstanding.

“Yes, sir,” she chirped, getting a blank look from Ulquiorra as she placed the various tea pots and bottle of sake down along with the cups before sweeping off to grab another pot of Bu-Bu green tea. Shaking his head, the Espada settled into his seat and smiled slightly as Ichigo served both Byakuya and Renji before serving herself. He knew that she would have done the same thing if she was her normal gender, but even then it would have looked sweet.

“I swear that our dear waitress gets in more eyefucking then she does perkiness into her voice,” Ichigo mused as she poured a bit of honey for the back of her warmed spoon, having dunked it into the tea. Stirring it, she smiled lightly to herself as Ikkaku once more shifted, cursing under his breath about hot redheads and their tendency to cuss.

“Can you please stop doing that to me?” the bald shinigami whined, getting an innocent look from Ichigo.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Stop doing what?” Ichigo asked sweetly. The group snickered into their tea cups, a smirk dancing on Ulquiorra’s lips as Ikkaku just looked at her long and hard.

“You can seriously pull off that innocent act a bit too well. Watch out there, Bya-kun, you have a wild one with the face of an angel on your hands there,” Kenpachi drawled, getting a small smirk from the man.

“I believe that Renji and I will be able to keep her well in hand. And I have no doubt at all that Ulquiorra-san will help us happily,” Byakuya replied, his eyes glinting in amusement as Ichigo laughed, smacking at his arm.

“Oh do behave,” she huffed, pouting teasingly before she shook her head. The waitress soon came back with Ulquiorra’s tea, placing it down before she took their meal orders, bouncing off after with a flirtatious wink to Ikkaku. The man rolled his eyes. “Do you think that she was relatively young when she came here?” Ichigo asked curiously. “She seems to be much more open to flirting and winking at men obviously on a date. Probably from the early to mid-nineties.”

“Most likely. As you said, no more than fifty years dead,” Yumichika drawled as she watched the waitress with a dark glare on his face. “If she keeps this up though, I say that we don’t tip her. I do know that she’s either really new to working here or she just doesn’t care if she loses her tip. I know that they tend to be paid well while working here.”

“Stop frownin’ there, Yumi. You’ll end up with wrinkles and I don’t want to have ta listen to ya to go on about them for the next three weeks,” Kenpachi grunted, watching as Yachiru happily colored on something or another. He was just glad that Renji had slipped it to her to keep her entertained and not try to commit homicide again. He really hated filling out paperwork.

“Wrinkles? No fucking way,” Yumichika squeaked, feeling his face for those wrinkles. Ikkaku glared at Kenpachi before he turned back to his lover to assure him that his face was perfect and gorgeous and nothing was wrong with it.

“Yumichika-san, you look beautiful. As you always do. So calm yourself down, our meal should be here soon,” Shuuhei said, smiling at the beautiful male, getting a blush from him.

Ichigo was blushing slightly as she realized just what having so many males that had voices made for sin was doing to her as she shifted in her seat, picking up her cup. Sipping at her tea, she worked to get her body back under control as Ulquiorra sent her a heated and knowing look out of the corner of his eye.

It was looking as if he was going to have a partner who could give him what he wanted for the night. Or maybe just until Ichigo either found her own male lover or decided to sleep with him. Whatever came first. By the looks of it, the young blond fukutaicho was looking for a partner, softly colored eyes sweeping to him often. He would have to see how things ended going in the long run.

The rest of the dinner after the food was delivered was spent talking about the various divisions and how things worked for them, the Shinigami instructing Ichigo and Ulquiorra on it. They kept the information about what happened amongst the various lovers and those who preferred to sleep around for another time. Any of the tension that had come up during their talk was easily washed away in a pleasant manner instead of making those who felt it deal with it on their own.

It wasn’t long after they had dessert that they had paid for the meals and headed to the carriages. Ichigo found herself comfortably squeezed between Renji and Byakuya with Ulquiorra sitting across from them.
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