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Tales of a Broken Society	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 41135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: My Pretty Mate
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ruri’iro/Ichigo
Word count: 1,115
Requested by: Felnore
AN: So, the first story in a series of one shots that I have written and starting to post. Now, some notes on some things.
1) Posting for stories not Crimson Shadows is every Friday from now on. This can be either a single chapter for a single story or a single chapter for more then one story, or a single chapter for more then one story and a few one shots that are running around. It all depends on what I’m doing at the moment.
2) I’m taking requests but at the moment, my chapter stories are my first priority. I will be popping up with one shots every so often.
3) For Fanfiction.net, if you review, can you please make sure that your PM system is on so I can RESPOND to reviews seeing as the system is a little screwy at the moment. *pouts at it*
Reviews:
Shadowkittae: *giggles* I rather enjoyed writing it. It turned out supremely fluffly and cute. :3 It’s the next one that I will be typing up. :D
Joseeey: I have it on my list lovely one. *nods*
Eldar-Melda: Ooh, I love Aizen/Ichigo and have a story line with them as one of the pairings. :D *bounces* I’m glad you enjoyed the story and hope that you feel free to request sometime. And…I love your reviews. *coos happily and hugs*
Lamaglama: I has you! *nods and smiles*
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The first time he had gotten a proper look at the one called Ichigo had been in Yumichikas mindscape during the time that his wielder had been in the human world. The pretty Shinigami had show Ruri’iro some of his memories of Ichigo, a process that happened often with various people just in case they had to fight with or against them.
Ichigo was still a mystery to them both, even after so much time speaking with the substitute, watching him fight and live life even in the middle of a war. Ruri’iro had found everything about the red head fascinating, even when he scowled at something that was said. The peacock watched the memories of Ichigo again and again, trying to figure out just how the teenager was able to draw everyone, especially with just such an attitude that screamed “Don’t fuck with me”, which normally would put people off.
The first time Ruri’iro Kujaku got to meet Ichigo Kurosak up close and personal had been after Muramasa had shown them how to completely manifest in the world and had been defeated. They hadn’t been surprised that the substitute had defeated the mad zanpaktou, knowing that he and Zangstu were close and always would be.
Yumichika had gone to check on his own lover, Ikkaku and Ruri’iro had left them alone, not wanting to watch the two make out. Finding Ichigo had been rather easy to do so, only being a few rooms from Ikkakus room. Standing in the doorway, he smoothed the feathers that hung from his arm, wondering if the book that Ichigo was gazing at was very interesting. The young man slowly turned a page, a smile dancing on his lips, softening his usually scowling face.
The sun danced over red locks, showing the spirit just why his wielder often called Ichigos hair a tamed flame. He could also see the fold flecks that shined amongst liquid brown, making the color look more like toffee instead of chocolate. Now he could see the appeal of the young man before him, could see the sweetness that was just under the surface.
The peacock wanted to see it up close, wanted to be close enough to bask himself in it.
“So, you’re the rather famous Ichigo Kurosaki,” Ruri’iro purred, smiling slightly as curious toffee eyes turned to him before Ichigo blinked a few times.
“You must be Ruri’iro Kujaku, Yumichikas zanpaktou spirit,” the younger of the two said, putting his book aside. Looking the tall male over before him, from bandaged head, down to his delicate feet, Ruri’iros demeanor reminded the substitute of Yumichika. He said as such to the zanpaktou spirit, getting a low, husky laugh that did things to his libido.
“Of course I do, I’m a part of him, just as much as he’s a part of me,” Ruri’iro hummed, walking into the room and perching on the chair that sat next to the bed, crossing his legs and leaning his arms on his leg as he smiled. “How’s the wounds?” He asked, eyeing the bandages just barely peeking out from under the sleeping outfit Ichigo was wearing, getting a quirk of full lips as one hand rubbed at them.
“Better. Unohana is keeping a close eye on them, just in case I get worse and not better. She’s worried that all of the fighting that I’ve been doing will take a toll on me, so she’s also running a few teats and making plans for me to undergo nutritional therapy for a few days,” Ichigo said, leaning back against the head board.
“Nutritional therapy?” Ruri’iro asked, dark eyes curious as she shoved his braid over the back of his chair as he leant back himself, curious as to what he would learn.
“I take a few pills that help replace various vitamins and help my body balance out,” Ichigo said, looking out the window with a smile. “Even with the help of Orihime-chan, it takes a lot for me to heal, especially when I have to heal so much, so often. I’m almost like a cancer patient at the start of chemotherapy I suppose you could say. So, from now on, after a fight, I get to take vitamin pills and the such to keep me healthy as I heal.”
Ruri’iro thought about that information, remembering how Yumichika ate so very healthy, even during times of peace. But during times of war he would eat little meals through the day, keeping his energy up and his body working at full capacity. The spirit figured that Ichigo really couldn’t do that, what with going to school and trying to keep his family safe.
The rest of the day went by with the two talking, getting to know each other, until Ruri’iro had to leave. For the next three years, including after Ichigo had regained his abilities, the two often met whenever Ichigo was in Soul Society or Yumichika was in the human world. Everyone had been surprised by the accident that killed the once more substitute shinigami, Ichigo even more so when he had arrived in Soul Society with all of his memories.
That night, after sending a letter to his family with promises of visiting when he could and setting up house, Ichigo had been visited by Ruri’iro. He had also discovered that while he was still bound to Yumichika, Ruri’iro was connected by his heart to Ichigo.
And he proved that to the young man by making him beg and plead for more before sliding deep into his mate. That night, Ichigo also learned that the feathers were nothing more then arm covers and a pair of pants that were just for him to wear. From that night on, Yumi knew that while Ruri’iro would back him up, he was just barely number one on his list of those to protect. With that in mind, the two couples ended up with homes built next to each other.
As soon as Ichigo was settled and went through the training all fukutaichos went through, he was named the fukutaicho to Division 13 under Jyuushiro. And as the two lovers found out, not a moment to late.
It turned out that due to his unique nature and the way he came to be a shinigami, a Vizard, he was one of the few souls that only Kami-sama did for the most part.
He was able to create, nurture and give birth to a new soul What the child would be like with a father like Ruri’iro and a ‘mother’ like Ichigo, no one was quite sure.
Ruri’iro and Yumichika just said the child would be beautiful and left it at that.
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