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Tales of a Broken Society	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 41133 -:- 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: The Perfect Way
Fandom: Bleach
Part: 1/2
Characters: Ishida, Ichigo
Commissioned by: Cutsycat
Word count: 1,647
AN: This is a commission for cutsycat. She wanted cross dressing Ichigo with him coming out. :D

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Standing before Ishida’s door, Ichigo twitched and looked around in his nervousness, holding his backpack close to his chest. He had already talked to Sado about his secret, along with Mizuiro and Keigo, knowing that all three of them would keep his secret for him, which helped him.
He hadn’t spoken to Orihime since his birthday when he had come out as gay and dating Byakuya nearly 2 months before, and in connection to that, Tatsuki. But that didn’t really worry him since he had talked to Uryuu he was going to tell his lover in the most pleasurable way possible.
Taking a deep breath, Ichigo knocked on the door and bounced on the balls of his feet. He could hear Uryuu move around in his apartment before the door was opened and the man stood before him, blinking in surprise. “Kurosaki-san?” he asked; his surprise was evident in his voice. Ichigo looked around the apartments before biting his bottom lip.
“Can I come in? I need to talk with you about something,” he said finally. Uryuu stepped back and allowed his friend to walk in before closing and locking the doorway. “I need you to promise me you won’t tease me about what I’m going to tell you. I’m only here because Sado thinks you’d help me with this. Anyways, you owe me for the Clone – A – Willy of Sados dick. Do you know how much begging I had to do? Not to mention the sake I had to buy.”
“You didn’t tell him who it was for right?’ Uryuu asked, eyes going wide as Ichigo gave him a dark look.
“Thus the sake. It was the only way to get him to not ask why I wanted to clone his dick if it wasn’t for me. You’re lucky,” Ichigo sighed, flopping down onto one of the recliners. “So?”
“Fine. I promise you that I will not tease you, discuss anything that we speak of here or spread it around,” Ishida finally stated. Ichigo gave him a grateful smile as he squeezed his bag.
“Thanks,” he said, blowing out a breath as he played with the bag. “Well… um… I know that you occasionally cross dress for fashion conventions and for the times you go to the clubs without us…” he started, trailing off as Ishida gaped at him.
“Are you trying to tell me that you cross dress?” Ishida squeaked. Ichigo blushed and nodded, reaching into the bag for pictures that Yuzu had taken.
“Yuzu does great work for some of the simpler items, but…I still need to tell Bykauya,” Ichigo explained as he handed over the pictures. Uryuu looked over the pictures, admitting that the outfits looked good on Ichigo. The dresses all went down to his knees and went well with the simple slip ons’ and stockings while the jeans were book cut and added curves where needed. The shirts were cut for those that had small chest and all looked good, all of them well sewed.
“She is good. I take it it’s because she had to take over for you when you started high school?”” he asked, taking a close look at the styles, colors and cuts of the clothing.
“More like she took over after I tried to sew her favorite dress back together and nearly tossed the damn sewing machine out of the window,” Ichigo snorted, brushing a piece of his hair back, bringing Ishidas eyes up to it.
“How do you get your hair flat?” he asked, holding up one of the pictures that had Ichigo in a dress and with his hair flat, curling around his face.
“Getting it while it was wet with a brush or a flat iron and some hair spray,” Ichigo admitted. “Karin was playing and figured that out for me.”
“Looks good on you,” Ishida mused, gazing at the pictures once more. “How much money do you have and what are you looking for?”
“I haven’t even told you what I’m doing here,” Ichigo sputtered, his brown eyes widening. Ishida just cocked and eyebrow and scoffed.
“I can just figure out why. You came to me on Sado-sans suggestion, with pictures of you cross dressing,” he stated, giving the pictures back to Ichigo. His expression softened and he smiled lightly. “I take it you want to tell Byakuya in a special way right?”
“Yeah. We’ve been dating for nearly a year, so I want to do this on our anniversary,” Ichigo admitted. “We’ve only been…”
“Making love?” Ishida asked, getting a nod from Ichigo as he blushed.
“Yeah, making love since my 18^th birthday, but he had admitted that he rather likes men in dresses,” Ichigo hummed. “I’ve been doing this since before I became a shinigami but now…I’m tired of hiding who I am.”
“I would be to after so long,” Ishida soothed, patting Ichigos back. “Now, how much money?”
“Uh, a lot,” Ichigo replied sheepishly as he pulled out a card that he had gotten from Soul Society. “Between the hollows, the Arrancars and fighting in the war?”
“Wow,” Ishida said, his eyes wide. He had received a few checks, all taxes paid, from them, and was using the money to pay for college, but apparently Ichigo was still being paid to be the only active shinigami of Karakura tow. “Okay, I can work with that. Do we need toys to?” he asked.
“We can go look,” Ichigo finally said, blushing as Ishida stood up, grabbing a note pad, keys and wallet as he muttered. “Come on, we need to make a trip to the city. There’s a store I go to fore my accessories that I can’t make myself,” he stated, smiling at Ichigo. He smiled sweetly and followed after his friend, heading for the others rarely used car.
Two hours and a stop at a gas station later, they were pulling up to the store, finding a parking spot behind the store. Once they had entered, Ishida brushed off the clerk as he led Ichigo towards the clothing section. The shinigami noticed that while there wasn’t much room compared to larger chains, there was enough to allow the store too clearly have sections for the make up, jewelry and accessories, and the clothes.
Fingering a braided belt with obvious delight, he smiled at Ishida as he walked back to him. Chuckling, the Quincy pulled it off the rack, eying the soft blue color with silver strands interwoven into the braided ropes.
“It would look good over a long sweater, cream colored or a darker shade of blue. Or even with a long skirt,” Ishida told him, Ichigo smiling and placing the belt into a hand basket along with a simple, thin leather, everyday belt and one that was connected metal circles that would go well with some of his clubbing outfits. The two continued to the clothes and started to slowly work through the various offerings.
Ichigo found several shirts and sweaters that looked good on him, along with jeans and skirts. He was starting to worry that he wouldn’t be able to find something to surprise his lover with before he stopped before a manikin and stared at the outfit.
It almost reminded him of a woman’s formal kimono with the long sleeves and the two layers, but the bottom half slip up the front to what would be his mid-thigh. Licking his lips, he looked for Ishida and pulled the other male to stand before the manikin, pointing.
“That, that right there is perfect,” he stated. Ishida walked up to it and started to walk around the manikin, scrutinizing the outfit with a fashion designers eyes.
“It is,” he finally said, coming around to the front. Waving a sales associate over, he pointed to it and said “We need to see what you have in stock.”
“I’m not sure that you would be able to afford the price tag, sir,” she said, running her eyes over them. The two were wearing jeans and t-shirts, looking like everyone else.
“I can, no worries,” Ichigo snorted as Ishida glared at her, his glasses flashing.
“If you won’t help us, I demand to see your manager. Now,” Ishida drawled. The woman huffed off, nearly bouncing out of her top. Going back to looking the stylized kimono over, the Quincy started to plan just what to pair with it. He decided on a pair of simple heeled sandals with rope around the bottom and the rest of it a matching color, pale pink lip gloss, flavored and possibly a simple head band.
“Ishida-san, a pleasure to meet see you again,” the manager greeted as he walked up, bowing to the two males. “Forgive the new girl. She’s been warned. Now, what did you need?”
“She needs to be spanked,” Ishida sniffed before pointing to the outfit. “We need to see the various styles of this outfit if at all possible.”
“Of course,” the manager hummed, eyeing Ichigo, who was staring at the outfit with barely concealed excitement. “Be right back,” he promised. Leaving, he was soon back with several boxes, allowing Ichigo to try on the various styles and showing them off. He finally decided to go with the black kimono. Pink Sakura blossoms flowed upwards from the hem, which was a dark pink and went all the way up and over, and along the sleeve hems. The obi and bow was a wave of black and pink, contrasting every so slightly to Ichigos coloring.
Once they had picked up the wedges and lip gloss, paying for everything, Ishida drove Ichigo home so he could pack to head to Soul Society to spend the week, and his anniversary, with his lover.
On the night of their anniversary, he had a servant go gather Byakuya so he could tell him that he was dating a cross dresser, wearing his chosen outfit.
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