Postscript of a Kiss | By : vbruce Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Ichigo/Ishida Views: 1600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ichigo leaned in the doorway of the Shouten and watched Uryuu walk away. He sure as hell didn’t want to just let him walk away but at this point he was pretty sure if he followed him that Uryuu would never speak to him again. He sensed more than heard Kisuke come to stand next to him.
“Damn it, Kisuke, why?” Ichigo growled at him. He had finally, FINALLY managed to get his hands and lips on Uryuu the way he’d always wanted when they’d been rudely interrupted. By Kisuke, standing over them and grinning like a fool then asking if they were having fun.
“You know why,” Kisuke said. “All things considered, it could have gotten out of hand very quickly.”
Ichigo rounded on the other man. “Are you trying to say I would have hurt him?”
Kisuke sighed and shook his head. Ichigo’s temper was usually something he enjoyed poking but not today. Not when the young man was already wound up and no doubt hurting more than just a little at the fact Uryuu had bolted out of the place like hell hounds were chasing him.
“Ichigo, think!” Kisuke said, whapping him on the head with his fan. “It’s Uryuu. What happens when someone pushes him even slightly too far?”
“They usually get arrows in painful places,” Ichigo said with a sigh. Kisuke was right, he knew he was right. Damn it, why did he have to be right?
“You see my point then. Ichigo, listen to me, Uryuu’s had you firmly in the friend box for ages now. But what happened today changes the dynamics of that relationship. Whether he admits it or not, Uryuu trusts you. I’m not sure if that’s partially due to the way you two fight together or because you understand him in ways few others can.”
Ichigo blinked and looked at him oddly. “What do you mean I understand him?”
“Who but you, Sado and Orihime in his circle of friends and classmates can understand him being a Quincy? And in understanding that you get who he is at the very core of him. Which I’m sure that Uryuu understands and values better than most would.”
“Just tell me what you’re getting at, Kisuke,” Ichigo said with a sigh. “Why do you have to make everything so complicated?”
“Because Uryuu is complicated. You can’t just charge into this like you do everything else, Ichigo. Because if you do, you might as well write off ever having him speak to you again much less get to kiss him again. If I hadn’t interrupted you two, you’d have likely ended up thrown about fifty feet and been full of arrows. Uryuu’s temper would have gnawed through the shock in short order and you know it.”
“Yeah, I guess,” Ichigo said, running his hands through his hair. “You think it was a mistake, don’t you.”
“Not a mistake exactly,” Kisuke said thoughtfully. “Maybe a push too soon in a direction that was seriously unexpected.”
“I can’t just turn off what I feel, Kisuke.”
“Very few others can either. Uryuu doesn’t quite understand your intensity and passion for things because it’s the total opposite of what he’s been told he has to be. He yells and argues with you all the time because you do things that scare him and he doesn’t know how to deal with that emotion in himself.”
Ichigo shot Kisuke a shrewd look. “If I scare him, that means he cares about me, right?”
“Yes. But knowing Uryuu, it also means his busy brain is probably trying to figure out all of the whys and what nows. You confused him today. Something that doesn’t happen often with him, I can guarantee. Likely he isn’t too happy with that because I’m pretty sure he doesn’t deal with being confused well. So, one of two things is likely to happen. He’ll either explode about it or ignore the fact it ever happened.”
Sighing, Ichigo slumped a little more against the doorframe. “So, what am I supposed to do now?”
“Some things you probably won’t want to do. First, accept the fact the next move is Uryuu’s. Second, figure out if you want a relationship with him or if you just want sex . . .”
“Kisuke! What the hell kind of thing is that to say?!”
“It’s a valid point and something Uryuu is likely thinking about and he’ll definitely ask you.”
“Yeah, I can see that. Anything else oh great and wise elder?” Ichigo asked.
Kisuke shot him a dirty look over his fan. “I’ll ignore the dig at me being old. The last thing may kill you.”
“What’s that?” Ichigo said with a frown.
“You have to be patient.”
Ichigo let his head thump back against the door frame. “Ah, gods, just shoot me!”
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