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Strawberry and Hollow	By : Demonized Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1665 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It's like the final pieces of a puzzle slotting into place, Ichigo realizes as he traces his fingers along the horn—his horn—and he marvels at how right it feels. It's part of what he truly is, part of what's been suppressed and hidden from him—just like White Zangetsu had been—and he feels like he understands some of his Zanpakutō spirit's frustrations with how things had been a little better now. Well, he's not going to let anyone suppress him or White Zangetsu just because of what they are ever again, of that much he is certain, and anyone who can't accept that can eff off.
Speaking of White Zangetsu, he seems to be unable to look away from Ichigo. He can feel the hollowfied Zanpakutō spirit's stare, the weight of it having never left him since he had uttered his true name, and Ichigo is sure that it has everything to do with the change in his appearance. His new look, as White Zangetsu had put it. The new look that he is admiring. Hopefully, this means he'll be more inclined to talk to Ichigo now.
"So, White-," Ichigo starts as he returns his attention to his Zanpakutō spirit, only for the rest of the words to catch in his throat at the expression on White Zangetsu's face. He looks like he wants to devour Ichigo whole, and not in the usual sense of how a hollow wants to devour someone. He's oblivious, not stupid, and just never really thought about that before—never really had the time to think about it with how turbulent his life had become since Rukia had entered it—and certainly not with his Zanpakutō spirit given how things were between them up until this point. He's not averse to it, though—if he's even reading White Zangetsu's expression correctly—but just the thought of being intimate with anyone, let alone him, has Ichigo's face warming with a blush.
White Zangetsu's eyes widen almost imperceptibly, surprise flashing through them, before he sits up, his expression twisting into something more serious. "King?" It comes out gently, which is surprising enough on its own, and there's so much contained in this one-worded question that Ichigo doesn't even know how to begin to respond to it. At least not verbally.
Ichigo drops his gaze to the khyber charay in his grasp, the hollowed-out blade still a gleaming white, as he considers what to do. There's no need for the sword if they're not going to fight, and Ichigo is almost sure that they won't be fighting, so he lets go of it. The resulting clatter as it hits the ground is just on the side of too loud, making him wince a little out of reflex, but he's made his decision. He inhales softly and holds his breath for a few seconds as he steels his nerves, then exhales and returns his gaze to White Zangetsu.
He finds traces of confusion on his Zanpakutō spirit's face as he looks from Ichigo to the discarded blade, his brows knitting together. "King?" The tone is drastically different this time, as well as what is packed into that one word, and this time Ichigo is prepared with an answer as White Zangetsu looks at him once more, his expression carefully neutral.
Ichigo offers his hand to White Zangetsu, the very same one that usually wields his sword form, as his response. For a few breathless seconds, White Zangetsu just stares at him, like he's scrutinizing Ichigo for any hint of deceit before he finally reaches up and clasps his hand around Ichigo's and something electric passes through him in that instant. He doesn't get a chance to figure out what it is because he's suddenly pulled off balance towards White Zangetsu. Thankfully, he manages to land on the hollowfied Zanpakutō spirit's lap without skewering him with the horn, though given that the right side of his face ends up smushed against White Zangetsu's chest as a result, he isn't so sure of how thankful he actually is.
"Looks like ya really do have me at a disadvantage now," White Zangetsu practically croons to him, and he wraps his free arm around Ichigo, effectively trapping the teen in place. "But I don't mind it 'cause yer my king, Ichigo."
Just like that, all of the air gets punched out of Ichigo's lungs just from his name leaving White Zangetsu's mouth, and he lifts his head to look up at his Zanpakutō spirit, his eyes wide with surprise. He finds White Zangetsu giving him that same hungry expression from earlier, his silver irises almost glowing, and Ichigo feels his face heat up with another blush. Yeah, there's no mistaking that look, especially not from this close.
"There ya go again," White Zangetsu murmurs, and he lets go of Ichigo's hand so he can bring his own up to let his fingers hover near Ichigo's left cheek like he wants to touch it but he's not allowed to.
Without even waiting to see if White Zangetsu will even ask to touch his cheek—he gets the feeling that his Zanpakutō spirit might not even do that—Ichigo quickly brings his recently freed hand up and pushes White Zangetsu's hand onto his cheek. His face heats up even more, and some of that heat crawls down his neck, but the shock that appears on White Zangetsu's face makes it worth the embarrassment he feels.
"Ki-"
"Ichigo," he corrects before White Zangetsu can finish speaking his preferred moniker for him, much to his own astonishment. "C-call me Ichigo, like you did just then," he adds for clarification, stammering a little, and he's pretty sure his face is on fire with how hot it's getting.
White Zangetsu stares at him for a moment, seemingly stunned, and then he gently slides his palm down along Ichigo's jaw to cradle it, his touch almost featherlight. "Ichigo," he whispers, reverence in his voice, and Ichigo smiles.
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