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A Bleach Melody	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 22802 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Drabbles
From: April 27 to May 3
Fandoms: Bleach
Warnings: nothing really
AN: Why did I not post this last week? I ended up having issues and being sick so...things didn't get done before I had to post it. So sorry about that.

I'm doing better and I'm writing a lot. Between doctor appointments, cleaning things and all sorts of other things. *nods*

But I am working on stories.

For now, enjoy and see you next week in the NCIS Mini stories!

And me not posting yesterday was totally my fault. I was out of it and I'm still getting used to the schedule. So I have alarms set outside of my pain killers to remind me of this shit.

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April 27, 2017
Pairing: Yumichika/Ikkaku

“Ikkaku,” Yumichika cooed, pressing against his friend’s side and getting a glare from the bald male. “Aw, don’t be like that. I just need a tiny favor.”

“Tiny favor...right,” Ikkaku snorted. “Last time you wanted a tiny favor, you ended up sleeping with Shuuhei and dating the man. What is it that you want this time?”

“Tell me about the pretty ryoka that you fought?” he cooed, batting his eyes. Ikkaku groaned and let his head drop forward, shaking his head.

“Why?” Ikkaku asked, continuing his limping trek to the Eleventh Division, Yumichika still attached to him.

“Because I’m curious about him. He seems...familiar. In like the way I’ve seen the guy around before,” Yumichika said, smiling brightly up at his friend.

Ikkaku snorted. “He comes from Karakura Town don’t he? You’ve been there on patrols before, so you probably saw him at least once or twice,” he drawled, Yumichika’s eyes narrowing in thought.

“You know...I have seen him before. But his hair was about three inches shorter and he was in a girls school uniform,” he mused. “And his hair wasn’t such a bright color. More brown than fiery orange.”

Ikkaku tilted his head and made a considering sound. “I heard him talking with someone on his phone. Guy said he didn’t want ta talk to some asshole. Not after he freaked about his life’s choices,” he said, shrugging.

Yumichika hummed. “Do you think that...he was hiding from someone? Someone that he had been close to and had come out to?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

Ikkaku grunted. “Probably. Ya know the livin’. They freak out at the smallest shit and some guy bonin’ another guy is enough to freak them out,” he snorted. “Or maybe it could be the way he dressed.”

“That’s why I want to know what the two of you talked about and his style of fighting,” Yumichika cooed, getting a groan from his friend, the other man shaking his head and knowing that he would lose the fight. So he opened his mouth and started to detail the fight, answering questions as needed.

April 28, 2017
Pairing: Yumichika/Shuuhei

Staring at Yumichika from where he was sitting on his bed, Shuuhei sighed softly. He had gotten his ass handed to him by the ryoka, and now he was dealing with a pissed off sometimes lover. “Damn it, Yumi. What do you need?” he asked, already knowing that Yumichika wouldn’t have come to him unless it was needed.

Not while he was pissed off.

“I want to know what your thoughts are about the one with fire hair,” Yumichika said, tilting his head to the side with a smirk. Shuuhei sighed and rubbed at his head with a bandaged hand.

“I don’t know much.” He shifted and leant against the wall behind him with a frown. “I really don’t know. He’s good. Fast. Wary though and slippery enough to say all sorts of things without saying a damn thing.” Shuuhei frowned and drew up one leg, wincing when the wound on it tugged with the move. “He seemed like he was hiding. Not from us outside of just the basic shit, but just hiding.”

“Hiding,” Yumichika mused, frowning slightly to himself, Shuuhei nodding his head. “Did he seem to want to fight?” he asked.

Shuuhei shook his head. “Nah. Tried to get us to walk away with that Quincy friend of his. Said that we didn’t know what was going on and that we shouldn’t get in the middle of it,” he said, moving to lay back on the bed instead of sitting. He was feeling why the ryoka hadn’t wanted to fight against him: for such a pretty boy, he had a rather nasty right hook that could crack or break ribs. “I think that something is going on that we don’t know,” he said.

Yumichika nodded and stood. “There is something going on and it’s up to you to decide who you are going to follow or what you’re going to do,” he said, smoothing his hakama down with a frown. “I have a feeling that things will be changing and for the best. The Seireitei has been stagnant for much too long. Even Ikkaku has felt the Kind shift and start to wake.”

Shuuhei gasped and his eyes widened as he stared at the other man, getting a nod from him. Rubbing at his face, he softly cursed, Yumichika snorting and patting his shoulder. “Yeah, I’ll do that.”

“Good. While you do that, I’m going to go clean out your place. I keep finding devices that I don’t want in my home, so I can only imagine what it’s like at your place,” he drawled. Shuuhei groaned, blushing when he thought of what whoever was watching or listening had caught. Especially since just last night Yumichika and he had slept together and the other man was unapologetically loud.

“Well if there’s anything, they got an earful last night,” Shuuhei snorted, listening to Yumichika snicker as he left.

Yumichika was right though. He had a lot to think about and not a lot of time to think about it. Something big was happening and he had jumped feet first into it without knowing a damn thing.

April 29, 2017
Pairing: Ikkaku/Kira

“I think something is wrong with my taicho.” Ikkaku grunted and looked up from where he was sprawled out on the floor, his little blond lover standing up and padding to the bathroom. He leered at the cum that slid down one thigh, humming in pleasure at the sight, Kira rolling his eyes as he opened the bathroom door, stepping into it. “Did you hear me?”

“What do ya think is wrong with Gin-taicho?” Ikkaku asked, watching as Kira wet down a washcloth and started to clean himself off with a thoughtful look on his face.

“I...really don’t know actually. It’s kind of odd but he’s been pulling away from his friends and from me,” Kira said, rinsing out the cloth and walking over to Ikkaku. Ikkaku took the cloth and wiped down his chest and cock with a grunt.

“You’re sleepin’ with him sometimes right?” he asked, Kira nodding before hesitating and shaking his head. “Yes? Or no?”

Kira sighed. “Not in the last two months. At least not as often as usual. We’ve had several calls out to clear out nests, and usually if we don’t have someone else lined up, we’d get together to work out our issues,” he said, sitting down on the floor, uncaring about his nudity. Ikkaku raised an eyebrow, tossing the washcloth towards the small hamper. “We’ve gotten together. Once. In a month.”

“When you two usually fuck at least once a day,” Ikkaku said, Kira humming. “And not just fuck right? You’re one of his trusted.”

“Exactly. But I’ve been shut out,” Kira sighed, resting back on his hands and pouting slightly. “And it’s like he knows something about what is going on with these ryoka and why no one can find them. And why Aizen-taicho has been squirrely.”

“That guy is always squirrely,” Ikkaku snorted, getting a dry look from his lover. “So, what do ya want from me?” he asked. Kira huffed.

“Talk with Yumichika? He seems to know more about everything that is going on than anyone else and is willing to talk if asked,” Kira said, Ikkaku grunting.

“Yeah, I can do that,” he promised, getting a beaming smile from the blong. “Until I can talk ta him though, keep actin’ normal and watch. Keep a record, yeah?”

“Already doing that. For now, I have a lot of excessive...stress to work out. Do you want to help me with that?” Kira asked, purring, fingers trailing down Ikkaku’s stomach muscles.

Ikkaku smirked and yanked Kira down, rolling him under him and shoving thoughts out of his head. He’d figure out what was going on. Later.

April 30, 2017
Pairing: Kira/Shuuhei

Staring at his friend as they sat on a cliff face, Kira huffed and let his head drop forward with a groan. “Why? How did we get here?” he asked as his eyes turned to the figure that was fighting against his own zanpakuto in an attempt in figuring out his bankai. “How did we turn ‘traitor’ to our own people?” he asked.

“It happened because we sleep with Ikkaku and Yumichika?” Shuuhei asked, Kira groaning and flopping back. He was bruised and in pain but he was okay still. They had been training like never before, so they were quite sore at the moment. They knew that they would end up in trouble but they had believed that their lovers and friends knew more than what they knew.

And that belief had proven true when they had met the ryoka and his friends.

Ichigo was strong and training to get stronger, but he had his secrets, including a connection to the Seireitei and the Spirit King.

“Yeah.” Kira sighed and turned his head enough to watch as Ichigo and Zangetsu sat down to discuss something and meditate. “Do you think that things will be fixed as easily as Yoruichi-san says it will be?” he asked.

Shuuhei snorted and shook his head. “Nah, more like what Ichigo said it would end up being. Hard and long, fucking us all over and not in a fun way,” he drawled. He huffed. “And he wasn’t looking to happy at the fact that he might have to talk to his father. Something about how Yumi said he was hiding I think.”

Kira grunted and sat up, settling his elbows onto his knees, frowning slightly down at the young man. “I don’t think his father liked that he took after his mother. At least what Yumichika told me.”

Shuuhei hummed. “Kid is young, strong, protective of his friends and those he claim as his own, but still not willing to fight if he can help it.” He shook his head. “This is going to go sideways, I just know it,” he grunted, standing up and brushing off his hakama. “Come on. Back to the grind.” Kira groaned but pushed himself up and off of the ground.

April 31, 2017
Pairing: Yumi/Ichigo

Stepping into the hospital room, Yumichika stared at the young man who was reading a textbook while taking notes, a pair of purple glasses sliding down his pert nose. Smiling slightly, he slid the door closed behind him, Ichigo looking up and blinking at him.

“Yumichika, correct?” Ichigo asked, Yumichika nodding. “What brings you to visit me while I’m healing?” he asked, bookmarking his place and putting the textbook to the side along with his notebook and pen.

“I was hoping to get a few questions answered if you don’t mind,” Yumichika said, taking a seat down next to Ichigo’s bed. “How...did you know that things would end up getting bad?” he asked.

Ichigo snorted. “When it comes to egotistical assholes with a God complex, it always gets worse. There is unfortunately a good amount of history that has shown that fact. Rome as a whole had a God complex which destroyed countless civilizations, including the Egyptian empire. Hitler was a dictator who brought the Allied countries down on German’s and their allies heads. I could go on and on, but I’m sure you get the point,” Ichigo told him. “It’s just a Shinigami in the place of a living person,” he said. Looking up at Yumichika, he raised an eyebrow. “It’s just a matter of gathering allies and training to defeat him.”

“You dealt a hard blow to him by knocking out Tosen and keeping Gin from joining him,” Yumichika said, Ichigo shaking his head.

“Not really. The man, despite how he has acted, doesn’t care about his tools being taken away outside of the fact that they were taken away before he could throw them away himself.” Ichigo sighed and slumped. “He doesn’t give a shit and it’s going to break Tosen’s mind. Gin has been working to get out from under Aizen’s control, as far as he’s told me.”

Yumichika raised an eyebrow. “They let you talk to him?” Yumichika asked, Ichigo nodding. “Why?” he asked.

Ichigo shifted. “He’s an ancestor on my mother’s side as we discovered. He lost his name when he died as a young teen, and some years, but he’s family. So they let me talk with him. It kind of helps that we’re both hurt quite a bit and can’t do a whole lot,” he admitted.

Yumichika huffed and sat back. “Well, damn,” he drawled, Ichigo smiling slightly at him. “So you have family here.”

“I have a lot of family.”

“Family you don’t want to do anything with.”

Ichigo smiled again. “Because I’m not happy with how they have reacted to a few things and the way they will want to use me,” he said. “I’m not one to be used and I will introduce them to my favorite pair of platform heels.”

Yumichika snorted and shook his head at that. “I’ll buy tickets to that ass kicking if you do that.” Ichigo shrugged.

May 1, 2017
Pairing: Ikkaku/Ichigo

“Are ya supposed ta be walking around?” Ikkaku greeted as Ichigo walked up to him. The young male was wearing a simple yukata and a pair of geta, more than comfortable in the outfit. His hair was held back by a simple black headband, the rest of his hair falling down to just under his shoulderblades.

“Unohana-san did state that I am free to walk around as I wish as long as I do not engage in any spars for another four days,” Ichigo said, shrugging. “It works well for me,” he huffed, watching a person go flying through the air. “Kira-san is quite strong.”

Ikkaku snickered and nodded. “He’s takin’ some aggression out on the idiots who have tried to down talk him. Especially after that bullshit with Gin and all that,” he said, shrugging. “How are ya doin’?” he asked, looking at Ichigo. “Really.”

“I’m fine. Tired. Annoyed at some things. But fine,” Ichigo hummed, lips twitching with his amusement. “My family learned just why I left my father’s home and he doesn’t bother me.” He crossed his arms. “At least not now.”

Ikkaku snorted and watching another division member go flying and land in a heap. “Yeah. You’ll have ta show the idiots that I’m dealin’ with now how they have ta be able to work with others,” he said, shaking his head. “We’re gonna call back some old allies that got fucked over by the Central 46,” he said, rolling his shoulders.

Ichigo hummed and nodding his head. “It will be hard, but I have a feeling that we are going to need quite a bit of firepower against Aizen,” he said, tucking his arms up the sleeves of his yukata, smirking at him. “It shall be interesting to say the least,” he continued, turning around and starting to leave. “I have a few things to do today, so I hope you don’t mind if I leave you to watching Kira toss idiots around.”

Ikkaku snorted and waved him off with a smirk, turning to watch his lover kick ass.

May 2, 2017
Pairing: Kira/Ichigo

“Ichigo-san. Are you alright?” Kira asked, Ichigo jerking and looking up with wide eyes. He wiped his eyes and sighed, nodding his head.

“Yes, forgive me, Kira-san. I did not know that you would be awake so late,” he said, smiling softly up at the other man, tucking away a letter back into the envelope.

“Is that the letter that you got from your...father?” he asked. Ichigo sighed and slumped, hands rubbing over his tabi covered feet.

“Yeah.” Kira sat down next to him, waiting for him to tell him what was on his mind. “It’s pretty much the same thing that he told me before.” Kira hummed and pressed his shoulder against the other in comfort. “He is going to help with Aizen but he has no urge to see me. I’m still a bastard in his eyes and not his.” He sighed.

Kira made a soft sound and wrapped one arm around a lean waist, drawing Ichigo into his side and stroking up and down over his hip. “If you want, we can keep the two of you apart unless absolutely needed,” he offered. Ichigo sighed and seemed to melt into his side but nodded his head. “Alright. I’ll talk with Shuuhei-san, Yumichika-san, and Ikkaku then.”

Ichigo smiled and nodded, laying his head on the other man’s shoulder. “Thank you for everything that you guys have done to help me,” he said, Kira huffing softly. “It’s not a problem, little one,” he drawled, brushing his fingers through soft hair. When Ichigo fell asleep against him, he simply picked the other man up and took him home with him, putting him in the guest bed before going to find his own bed and finding an amused Ikkaku.

Ikkaku agreed with him on the plans.

May 3, 2017
Pairing: Shuuhei/Ichigo

Staring at Isshin with a blank look, Shuuhei wrapped an arm around Ichigo’s waist and lead him off, heading for a small cafe that did wonderful business in the first division, having four different locations to choose from. Ichigo gave him a strained smile at that, and was easily coaxed into ordering some comfort food, the young man going for dango and a pot of green tea. Ordering his own pot of white tea and some dango to, he lead him to a small, private booth, tucking Ichigo into the corner, almost protecting him from the rest of the world.

“Yeah, your father is a bitch,” Shuuhei said once the waitress had brought them their food and tea, placing it down next to them with a bow before leaving. Ichigo snorted and poured their tea before drawing his cup close, wrapping his hands around the cup.

“Yeah. Karin is about ready to live with me. So is Yuzu. As it is they tend to stay with me during the weekends. They come over on Friday after school and head back home Monday after school. He can’t stop them either,” Ichigo said.

Shuuhei raised an eyebrow, taking his tea cup with a nod. “Did he try?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

Ichigo snorted. “Yeah, he tried so hard. They spent a month with me, and the police didn’t come after them after they told them exactly what was happening. I told the police that it was better if they stayed with me instead of bouncing around their friend’s couches while they were pissed off at our father,” he drawled. “He agreed that they were allowed to come over as they wanted as long as they kept up their grades. Considering they get A’s and B’s? Not an issue.”

“Who takes them shopping and the such?” Shuuhei asked. “Rukia said that someone picked you and your blond sister, Yuzu, up for food shopping once a week,” he explained at the curious look.

“Ah, yes. Our cousin. Ryuken, Ishida’s father. He helps us get food and the such for our households, which helps Yuzu since she’s the one who does all of the food shopping for that household. And I don’t live with anyone but me,” he said, sipping his tea with a small smile.

“How do you live alone?” Shuuhei asked, eyebrows pulling down. Ichigo huffed.

“My godfather that my mother chose gives me an allowance from my trust fund that was left from my grandparents. It was originally left to my mom but she put it into a trust fund to collect money. When I was born, it was put in my name and watched by my godfather and mother. When my sisters were born, it was split into three, again watched by them,” he said, shrugging with a look. “I get enough to pay bills, buy food, and other supplies. But sometimes he buys me things or gives me extra money just randomly to buy other things. I also save up every dime that I can.”

Shuuhei grunted and pulled out his phone, digging around and pulling up the files on the Karakura town accounts. Frowning, he found one that had been started the moment that Ichigo’s signature had been registered and what hollows had been removed. “You have an account with us,” he said, Ichigo blinking several times. “It’s part of the Nineth Division’s job to watch the accounts. Each hollow that has been cleared is paid for.”

“So I have money? Can it be turned into money for the living world?” he asked, tilting his head. “Maybe I can finally replace some of my pants.”

Shuuhei chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, we can connect it to an account and filter money through accordingly. Have it set up as an independent worker and pay it out at a proper amount of money, pay the taxes as needed,” he offered, Ichigo nodding. He smiled and started to set that up from his phone, glad that Mayuri had gotten bit by a need to create better communications devices and computers. “Looks like Rukia tried to get in and pull money from the account.”

Ichigo snorted. “Yeah, she kept trying to take what money I had. She said it was for good reasons. Luckily I had my accounts locked down and she couldn’t drag the change container out of my house at all,” he said, shaking his head. Shuuhei just hummed and made a note about that, before continuing to do what he needed to do.

Ichigo just sighed and happily ate his dango, making the man next to him smile at being able to make him feel better. It was always nice and he was glad that Kira and Yumichika had become such mother hens over the young man next to him.
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