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Come back to me	By : Silvers Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1129 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of the characters. I do not make any money from this.

Chapter List
- 1-Alive?
- 2-Unwanted Guest
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Chapter 2
Ichigo’s eyes twitched a couple times as his mind returned to consciousness. He could feel the cool breeze of a fan blowing over her body and a refreshing damp towel was placed over his forehead. “Hey I think he is waking up!” Lilinettes voice shouted loudly, causing a slight pain in Ichigo’s head. A groan escapes his lips as he sits up. “What happened?” He lets the towel slip down his face to rest on his lap he knows he is in Urahara’s shop but why had he passed out.
“Sorry Ichigo, this was my fault.” Kisuke looked at Ichigo from across the room. “I had miscalculated.”
Ichigo stared at Mr. Urahara confusion splayed across his face. Kisuke sighed and spoke again pointing at a ring on Ichigo’s index finger of his right hand. “I forgot that you had lost most of your powers. These guys are way too strong for you. Think about your friends when they were faced with Aizen’s power and they all collapsed… yah well you did the same thing when Ulquiorra touched you. I should have accounted for that before letting them see you. I was careless. I created that ring there so that you could be near each other. If you take that off you will be likely to pass out again if they get too close to you.”
Ichigo played with the ring on his finger, twirling it around and around. He was weak. Sure he had gained some of his powers back when he was fighting with Ginjo but he doubted he would ever get his full potential back. ‘I wanted them back so bad that I forgot I would never be as strong as them again. But at least they are back… back… oh no!’ his mind shouts at him as he remembers his sisters. “What time is it, I need to get back!?”
The three Espada look at him skeptically and Kisuke just laughs. “Don’t worry. I called your sisters for you. They know you are safe.” “What? Why are you laughing?” Ichigo looks around in a panic. Coyote leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed snickers and says. “You have been out for about a day now already.” Ichigo pales. “Nonono! I promised them I would be back I need to go back right now.” Ichigo goes to stand up but is more than a little roughly shoved back by the chalk white hand of Ulquiorra. “It isn’t logical for you to move yet. “ His voice was monotone as it ever is.
Ichigo grunts as he hits the pillow. “Mr. Urahara, do you think I can speak with Ichigo for a moment alone?” Ulquiorra’s green eyes were piercing even though his expression hadn’t changed at all. “I don’t wanna be here anyway! Stark, let’s go to a park I want to play at a park!!!!” Lilinette’s voice was shrill and whinny and Coyote could do nothing more than sigh as he allows himself to be pulled from the room. “Take your time boys. I will be sure to let no one disturb you.” Kisuke walks out of the room and slides the door closed behind him. His sandals making their distinct clicking noise down the hall.
“Ichigo…” Ulquiorra’s voice was a mere whisper. Ichigo had barely heard his name.
“How, Why are you here?” He breathed out looking at his onetime enemy.
“The how isn’t important Urahara explained most of it to you. The why, is important because I now understand. I understand what the heart is. What feelings are.” Ulquiorra’s never changing voice was collected and showed little of the emotions he claimed he understood, but his eyes continued to shine. His facial expressions never changed but the intensity of his eyes were breathtaking.
“What do you mean?” Ichigo whispered, afraid that any loud noise would wake him from the words being shared between them.
“When we were on top of Las Noches. Orihimi showed me what emotions were. I could see it, and feel it emanating off of both of you as… as…. as I …” It is the first time that Ulquiorra ever hesitated on words. “You don’t have to say it.” Ichigo said soothingly, knowing full well the event that was being brought up.
Ulquiorra clears his throat and continues to talk, his eyes carefully studying Ichigo’s face. “Well you see, I realised that I am not different than her. I fought you not because I wanted you to die.”
Ichigo didn’t know what to say and so he simply stared at the black haired Espada. Even in the human world he was nothing but contrast. His white mask, mostly broken, was only covering the left portion of his head. A small horn angled back off of it. It wasn’t unattractive but it didn’t fit in with the human world. He wondered what people would say if they saw him.
Ulquiorra’s eyes moved back and forth as they watched Ichigo’s examination, he could tell by the angle of the red haired boys face that it was his mask that was being surveyed. “Don’t worry. No one can see them. More of Urahara’s handy work. We can take them off whenever we want. I simply choose not to take it off unless I have to. I feel somewhat exposed without it.” His hand went up to the edge of his mask and lightly rubbed it. His black fingernails stood out against it. “Ichigo. Do you understand why we came back? Why I came back?”
Ichigo looked at Ulquiorra squarely. “Not really no. You said you understand feelings but why did you come back because of that?”
Ulquiorra leaned forward until his nose was only a few centimetres in front of Ichigo’s. “Because.” He whispered. “I can now do this.” He closes the distance between them pressing his lips softly against Ichigo’s his stunning green eyes remain open as he watches for a reaction. What he saw was more than he expected. A wave of emotions rolled off of Ichigo. His dark brown eyes first opened wide in shock, they then trembled in confusion and gradually they closed in tentative acceptance. Ulquiorra wondered if his eyes mirrored Ichigo’s when he felt the lips respond to his after a brief pause. Ichigo pushed his head forward, pressing his lips more firmly against the warm, soft black ones.
A moan escaped both their lips at the same time, creating a small part that a shy tongue could dash across. Ulquiorra was certain that his eyes grew in size as they snapped open at the feel of the hot wet tongue dashing across his lips. He hadn’t expected Ichigo to be so forward. He hadn’t expected the red haired substitute shinigami to accept his feelings, let alone reciprocate them. His right hand flew up and curled into Ichigo’s bright red hair. His fingers wound themselves into the soft strands locking Ichigo in a hold that he could not escape. Ulquiorra pulled softly but insistently on Ichigo’s hair; forcing them ever closer together. Despite pulling Ichigo towards him Ulquiorra was pushing himself downwards too, and the downward push proved the stronger as Ichigo tumbled backwards onto the bed fully on his back. Ulquiorra right hand still in Ichigo’s hair, his left forearm planted on the soft floor matrass next to Ichigo’s chest. Ichigo snaked his hands up around Ulquiorra his fingers grasping onto the back of the crisp white fabric of his shirt.
Ichigo’s heart was pounding; his breath was coming in short gasps in between the passionate kiss. He couldn’t believe his body was reacting so strongly to an Espada; not only an Espada but a male Espada. His cheese flushed a darker shade of red as a moan escaped his lips. Ulquiorra was becoming bolder. His right hand had left his hair and had started to caress a path down his cheek and jaw line. As soon as the fingers had passed a spot Ulquiorra’s lips soon followed, leaving a cool, damp trail. It caused Ichigo to shiver as the trail went further and further away from his mouth. When his neck and ear was nibbled on he couldn’t help but buck his hips.’ How had Ulquiorra known that would feel nice and work?’ Ichigo couldn’t think too much about it as those teasing lips were at the edge of his collar. He could feel as the buttons to his shirt were undone. After each button the tongue explored further.
He could barely supress the moan that broke from his lips as his small pink nub was flicked with a taunting tongue. It was impossible to stop the gasp as it was bitten. Ichigo’s hands were now in Ulquiorra’s hair, his left hand woven into the long dark strands his right hand caressing the hard white mask. His hips buck involuntarily again as his nub is nipped again. He can both feel and hear the chuckle leave Ulquiorra. Apparently he was enjoying his exploration and examination.
A whimper of protest leaves Ichigo’s mouth as Ulquiorra sits up and dislodges the fingers from his hair. “I think we should talk about this again another day.” Ulquiorra’s voice was as cool as ever except for the slight unevenness of his breathing. His eyes however were completely transparent; a look of pure lust laced them as he licked his lips looking down at the flushed skin of the man bellow him.
Ichigo slowly opens his eyes, lust also lacing them, but now confusion is there too. “Why… why did you stop?” His voice was shallow and cracked slightly.
“You need to get to your family, and… you need to get to your family.”
Ichigo knew that when Ulquiorra repeated that sentence that he would never get the sentence that was originally intended to follow the and. He sighed and buttoned up his shirt. His pants were uncomfortably tight. He never thought he would feel that way towards another man. ‘Damn the Espada. Damn them all.’ Ichigo looked at the hollow sitting cross-legged on the edge of the floor matrass. There was a look of sadness lining his eyes and despite how he tried to appear cool and collected there was an evident unevenness in his breathing that caused his shoulders and chest to rise and fall awkwardly.
“You will be here tomorrow?” Ichigo asked once he was fully done up and standing in the doorway about to head out. Ulquiorra nodded his head without saying a word. His eyes had closed and he was now focusing all his energy in regaining his breath. Something didn’t seem right to Ichigo as he walked out into the hall and out of the small candy shop. He will have to ask tomorrow but for now he needed to make it up to his sisters. He decided he would bring them something back from a shop, what was an extra hour before getting home if he had presents for them.
Meanwhile as Ichigo shopped, back at Urahara’s shop green eyes snap open and glare towards one of the walls. “I’m gonna kill you Grimmjow. “ His voice was even and smooth, his breathing returned to normal. “unnn now come on Ulquiorra, don’t be so pissed, you didn’t even know I was here at first!” The blue hair man appeared from behind a false wall which he had used to conceal himself. The only piece of his mask left being a small section of the jaw on his right side. “Look man I wasn’t going to get involved. What’s the big deal!” He laughed dismissively and looked at the clearly pissed smaller man.
“You know what is wrong Grimmjow, and I will kill you for it, if you ever come near Ichigo when I am around I will destroy you to the point that even Mr. Urahara won’t be able to bring you back. His green eyes narrow in hatred as the blue eyed man just laughed and walked off. Ulquiorra hated him. He learned that day that the heart had many more emotions than he had anticipated.
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AN: So next chapter I predict will be up shortly. There will be a full blown lemon in the next chapter when I get around to writing it. It should also be the last. :) (As you can tell I have an idea of what I want to have happen) So hope you enjoyed this chapter too!
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