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Title: Surprising Friendships and Love
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 6
Characters: Shuuhei, Ichigo, Nnoitra, Grimmjow, others
Word Count: 1,596
Warnings: nothing yet but sooooooonnnnnnn
AN: Soooo late tonight. Mostly because I was out all day and came home late.
I ate a salad and had to run out again to get a newspaper. Ugh. So much of the ugh!
But I’m here and I have a chapter!
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They had finished high school. It was over and done with finally.
Nearly nine months after the day that he had found Rangiku with someone between her legs, fucking away during a school festival, they had graduated. Ichigo, unsurprisingly, had landed in the top ten, while Shuuhei had been in the top fifteen, which was good for them. They were three days out and about to head out to celebrate Shuuhei getting into Tokyo University.
The letter hadn’t come in until the day of graduation which meant that he only had a couple of months to figure out where he wanted to live. He had a job already set up with a branch of his father’s book store franchise so that would cover what little his college fund from his family didn’t. He still wanted to find a roommate and was about ready to ask if Ichigo wanted to move in together since his roommate fell through.
Ichigo had gotten his own letter earlier that morning but hadn’t said anything about it, wanting to allow Shuuhei have his own night of celebration before he told them the next day.
He had gotten dressed in a soft sweater that teased at what was under it along with a pair of tights and a skirt that was more two panels that were held on his body by a band of stretchy fabric. He had let his hair fall from a ponytail. He was planning on going with Shuuhei, Grimmjow, Nnoitra, Sado and Orihime to a movie after breakfast with their father and his sisters.
Sado and Orihime had plans on going out on a date after the movie and a light lunch with them. Ichigo was going to head home with the other three men to the house. They were going to have the house to themselves since Yuzu and Karin were going to spend the night with their mother, and Aizen and Isshin had gotten a hotel room to have loud sex in.
They would all get back together the next afternoon for lunch and Ichigo planned to announce his own news.
Adding a bit of lip gloss to his lips, making them shiny and placing his brace into his bag along with his wallet and phone, Ichigo headed down the stairs and smirked at Shuuhei. The other male had decided to wear a pair of pressed slacks and a white shirt, sleeves rolled up. His hair was mussed, as if he had been running his hands through it, and his nice shoes were sitting near him, ready to be slipped on.
“You look thoughtful,” Ichigo drawled. Shuuhei groaned but looked over, running his eyes over his friend, getting a low chuckle from him. He had caught the man doing that often enough and found it flattering.
“Just thinkin’ of what to do tonight,” Shuuhei drawled, getting a raised eyebrow. “If I provide the money, would ya cook tonight?” he asked.
“What? Like dinner and shit?” Ichigo asked, sitting down to cross his legs, putting his own shoes down on the floor with his miniature bag.
“Yeah. Since it’s just gonna be us…” Shuuhei shrugged.
“I don’t trust Grimmjow in my kitchen. Not after he burnt water in a kettle with an automatic shut off,” Ichigo snorted. “And Nnoitra only knows how to make pre-made food. So…I guess, yeah. You guys pay for it, I’ll make it.”
“Great.” Shuuhei smiled at the twins who ran in with happy yells, both dressed in rather nice dresses for breakfast, shoes in hand. Aizen and Isshin came in behind them and all of them pulled on their shoes, the four youngers taking Shuuhei’s car while their parents took their own car.
Meeting the rest of the group, breakfast went over well, Aizen covering the bill, leaving with his lover and the twins. The friends climbed into either Shuuhei’s car or Grimmjow’s car to head for their movie. After the movie and a light lunch, Ichigo went with the other three men to shop for the house and for their night.
Grimmjow and Nnoitra leered at Shuuhei each time they caught him watching the way that Ichigo moved and selected the things that he needed to pick up. Shuuhei just rolled his eyes and slugged them in the arms before helping Ichigo by grabbing a box of cereal.
With the shopping done and groceries piled into the back, the group headed back to the house, Grimmjow taking Shuuhei’s keys and a couple of the bags to open it up, Ichigo sighed. “My feet hate my shoes apparently,” he groaned once they had carried the bags into the front hall.
Reaching down, he yanked his shoes off and set them to the side, promising to carry them upstairs later. Grimmjow chuckled and grabbed some more of the bags, Nnoitra and Shuuhei grabbing the rest after they had removed their own shoes, carrying things into the kitchen and laying them on the table.
Walking into the kitchen, he started to put things away, Shuuhei doing the same while the two other males found the drinks and put them aside along with the snacks that they had grabbed. They had decided on hanging out in Shuuhei’s and Ichigo’s room, seeing as they had the biggest TV’s and they didn’t really want to hang out in the living room. There was always the chance that the girls would leave their mother’s home.
Tossing his ponytail back, Ichigo nibbled at his bottom lip as he found the makings for sandwich pockets. “Okay, I’ll make these and then bring them up once their done if you guys want to head on up,” he offered.
Shuuhei looked over at his friend and tilted his head, the two grabbing the sodas and bag of snacks. “I’ll stay and help. You showed me how to do these before and I’m good at rolling out the biscuits,” he said. Ichigo snickered softly but handed over the biscuit dough that they had bought as Shuuhei dug out the rolling pin and parchment paper.
With both in hand, they set about making dinner, Shuuhei rolling out the dough flat in a rectangle, letting Ichigo taking the first half. Marking off sections, he filled each section with a mix of cheese and meat, alternating between provolone, cheddar, and swiss with pepperoni, and ham. He left a couple just as mix of the cheese and laid the other half of the dough over them. He soon had them sealed and cut, laying on a tray that Shuuhei slid into the oven.
While that cooked, Ichigo did the rest of their snack, slicing up some of the fruit and opening the containers of sweet dips that they had. He found the chip dips to and put them into the refrigerator for later.
Shuuhei then pushed him into a chair and started to put away the rest of the food, Ichigo groaning when his knee popped. “Damn it. Looks like it’s all about the knee brace for me tonight,” he sighed, shaking his head. Shuuhei huffed and found his bag, handing it over so Ichigo could pull it on.
“Are they planning on doing anything else with your knee?” Shuuhei asked.
“Before my first year of college they want to go in and replace part of the knee,” Ichigo admitted. “I’m going to be mostly stuck in a wheelchair for the rest of the year, so I’ll be taking classes online mostly,” he continued.
“I see.” Shuuhei checked on the sandwiches and let them be, taking his own seat next to Ichigo after grabbing some of the iced tea. “How are ya going to deal with that?” he asked.
“I’m going to need someone willing to stay with me,” Ichigo admitted. “Friends, roommate. Whatever,” he continued. Shaking the bottle, he crossed his legs with frown as he rubbed at his knee. “I doubt that I’ll be dating someone. And really, I just need them there to get me things if I’m in bed or in a recliner and not in my wheelchair. And to drive me to appointments after. After the first three months I should be good to get around as much as I can on my own. I won’t need them to be attached to my hip all the time.”
Shuuhei shifted. “You have a place chosen right? Just need to sign the contract and shit,” he said, Ichigo nodding. “Find a roommate since Uryu fucked off on you?” he asked.
“Nope,” Ichigo said, sighing. “At the rate I’m going I’m going to have to just get a studio instead of the two bedroom that I wanted.”
Shuuhei shifted. “How about we do it? I can’t stay with Grimm and Nnoi, since Nnoi has this OCD thing about his own home and Grimm likes to tease him by leaving out laundry,” he drawled.
Ichigo wiggled and rolled his eyes. “Who would have thought that those two would fuck as often as they do,” he drawled. Shuuhei snorted at that. “But…yeah. You know where I’m living and the building. Just cover half the bills, including the food, and we’re good.”
“I can do that,” Shuuhei drawled, smirking as he sat back. After the food was ready, they took the elevator up and found Grimmjow in the bathroom, brushing his teeth and Nnoitra looking smug. “Son of a bitch! You better not have gotten blown on any of my furniture!”
Ichigo snorted and shook his head as Shuuhei and Nnoitra got into a wrestling match, sitting on Shuuhei’s favorite recliner and laying back.
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