Bleach Ficlet: Dare To Live | By : greywitch Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12766 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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49 Answers Begging Questions
I was on my way to the kitchen for a glass of juice when Ichigo almost ran me down. His hand shot out, grabbing me before I could hit the floor and steadying me. His skin was flushed and he was scowling more than normal, which was saying a lot. He was supposed to be staying at his friend Ishida’s house tonight so I had no idea what he was doing home. He looked distracted, too.
“Yuzu! Sorry. I didn’t see you. What’re you doing up so late?”
“I woke up when I heard the front door slam shut. Once I was awake, I couldn’t fall back asleep and realized I was thirsty and wanted some mango juice. What are you doing here? I thought you were staying over at Ishida’s house tonight. Some big study session or something. Is everything okay, Ichi-nii?”
“I’m fine, Yuzu. We... uhhh... we finished studying and... uhhh... Ishida remembered he had to do something early tomorrow morning so I came home when he kicked me out. You should get your drink and go back to bed, Yuzu. It’s pretty late.”
I pursed my lips. Ichigo was lying. His eyes darted all over the place and he wouldn’t look at me. He was also running his hand through his hair and shifting from foot to foot. I didn’t know why he was lying or about what, but I needed to let Karin know about this right away. I was willing to bet that whatever Ichigo was lying about, he thought he was doing that to protect me and Karin and it had something to do with the weird way him and out dad were behaving.
“I will. Just don’t slam the door like that again when you come home late, okay? That’s what woke me up. You’re lucky that didn’t wake up dad. He’d chew you out but good for doing something inconsiderate like that.”
Ichigo frowned. “I didn’t slam the door. I came in through the back and was trying to be quiet because it was so late.”
I started to say something, but Ichigo’s eyes lost focus for a moment before he paled. He mumbled something about me getting back to bed soon, said good night and hurried to his room. I headed into the kitchen, got my juice and went back to my room. I paused outside of Ichigo’s door and heard the low sound of people talking, which was dumb because there couldn’t be anybody in Ichigo’s room but Ichigo. I frowned, entered my room, flicked on the desk light, put down my juice and shook Karin awake.
“Karin,” I whispered. “Karin, wake up. Ichi-nii just came home and he’s being all weird.”
“He’s a teenager. He’s supposed to be weird,” Karin mumbled into her pillow as she dragged the blankets over her head.
“No. He’s being weird like dad is being weird. He lied to me about why he’s back home and not still at Ishida’s house. He’s in his room right now and I heard him talking to somebody and somebody answering him back.”
That got Karin’s attention. She sat up in bed, turned her head to one side and looked like she was concentrating really hard. She narrowed her eyes and made a shhhing motion at me before tossing the covers back and sliding out of bed. She opened the door and tip-toed out into the hall. I followed just as quietly. Karin pressed her ear to Ichigo’s door. The look of battle lit her eyes and a fierce grin stretched across her lips at whatever she heard. I touched her arm when she put her hand on the door knob and slowly turned it. I shook my head at Karin’s questioning look. I didn’t think we should burst into Ichigo’s room like we were about to. That was really rude and neither one of us would like it if Ichigo did that kind of thing to us.
Karin’s mouth firmed and she motioned for me to go back to our room. I sighed softly. As rude as it was to barge in on Ichigo, I wanted to know what was going on with him. I was worried about him and I’m sure Karin was, too. I suppose we really had no choice if we wanted to find out just what was going on with Ichigo. It wasn’t like he was going to tell us anything unless we cornered him. Karin pushed the door open slowly and stepped lightly into Ichigo’s room. I followed close behind her. We could hear Ichigo speaking in a low voice and somebody answering him. We both peeked around the corner, curious to see who he could possibly be talking to.
Ichigo was standing in front of his mirror, his back to us. Reflected in the mirror was Ichigo, but not Ichigo and some old guy. I clapped my hand over my mouth to stop the surprised squeak from slipping past my lips. Who were those people and why did one of them look like Ichigo? This was very weird, even for Ichigo.
“Ishida won’t say shit about anything to anyone. He’s good like that. He’s not the one we need to worry about. Hisagi weaseled out of me who you guys were. He wouldn’t let the topic drop. He threatened to tell the Captains and I don’t trust him to keep his mouth shut like I do Ishida,” Ichigo said, frustration in his voice.
“So? Who cares if he blabs? It’s not like anyone could stop us. ‘Sides, it’s none of Hisagi’s business who you screw. Unless you wanna invite him to join us. That’d be pretty hot. Hey, if he wants to join, maybe he could drag Ishida into it, too, since you said he wants in the Quincy’s pants. It’s an orgy if you have more than three people, right? That’d be so freaking kinky!” said the not-Ichigo in the mirror with a leer. His voice was a little creepy and sounded not right.
The old man sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “No, Shirosaki, we will not be having an orgy with Hisagi and Ishida. Ichigo wants us to be discrete. I know that’s a foreign concept to you, but please try anyway. If certain people in Soul Society knew of the relationship we share, things might not go well for Ichigo and, by extension, us.”
“If somebody’s giving grief to Ichigo because he’s gay, they’re gonna have to go through me. We’re family and family sticks together,” Karin said as she moved away from the shelter of the wall we were hiding behind, hands on hips, ready to do battle right there. I thought the fiercely protective look she was trying for was ruined just a tiny bit by the dancing panda bear pj’s she was wearing.
Ichigo whirled around, panic on his face. I stepped away from the corner as well and stood next to Karin. The old man in the mirror sighed again. The not-Ichigo, Shirosaki, grinned hugely and started to laugh like crazy. He ended up leaning against the old man, laughing and gasping for breath. Ichigo looked like he was about to burst a blood vessel or have a heart attack or something. He was making shooing motions with his hands at the people in the mirror, but they weren’t moving.
“Hello, I’m Yuzu and this is Karin. We’re Ichigo’s sisters. It’s nice to finally meet you,” I said with a short bow, deciding to at least get the introductions over with. “We’re sorry for just intruding on you like this, but we’ve been worried about Ichigo lately.”
“It’s very nice to meet you, Yuzu, Karin. I’m Zangetsu and this is Shirosaki.”
“They don’t need to know who you guys are,” Ichigo hissed. “Go away. We’ll talk later. I can’t believe you didn’t warn me about my sisters sneaking into my room, Zangetsu.”
Zangetsu shrugged his shoulders and Shirosaki snorted with laughter. Ichigo scowled and crossed his arms.
“So you guys are Ichigo’s boyfriends? Are you Shinigami, too? Is that why you’re in the mirror? That’s kinda cool. Dunno why you thought you couldn’t tell us that, Ichigo,” Karin said.
“Boyfriends? Shinigami?” Shirosaki laughed. “Nah. I’m emo boy’s inner Hollow and Zangetsu here is his zanpakutou. We’re not boyfriends.”
“No, we’re much more than that to each other,” Zangetsu said with a pleased smile before his expression turned serious. “Ichigo, your father is approaching the house and will be here in a few minutes. I’d suggest everybody go back to bed and pretend to be asleep. Yuzu, Karin, it was a pleasure to meet you. Ichigo, we’ll speak shortly.”
Ichigo muttered under his breath and ushered Karin and I out the door of his room. Karin grabbed onto the door frame just before Ichigo shoved us out and craned her head around to look at him.
“We’re going to talk about this, Ichigo. Don’t even think that we won’t. Me and Yuzu knew something was going on with you. Now, we want the whole story. We’re gonna get it, too, whether you like it or not.”
Ichigo started to say something, scowled and mumbled under his breath. He gave us a tight nod and shoved us the rest of the way out of his room just as we heard the front door open. Karin and I hurried back to our room and dove under the covers. I tried to breathe calmly like I was asleep when dad poked his head into our room and heaved a silent sigh of relief when he didn’t check any closer. I wasn’t sure how I’d fall asleep when I had so many questions whirling around my brain from what I’d just discovered about my brother, but morning wouldn’t come any faster if I didn’t get some sleep. I closed my eyes, willed my mind to empty and after several minutes, drifted off to sleep.
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