Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Bleach Ficlets: Dare To Live ❯ 40 A Lesson Learned ( Chapter 40 )

Authors Note: I don't own Bleach and make no claims on it. If I did, there'd be a whole hell of a lot of kinky shit going down.

 

40A Lesson Learned

 

I sighed softly, the hot water soothing the latest round of aches and pains from my most recent Hollow fight. I didn't have a single mark on my body but I sure as shit felt like I did. Getting smacked in the ribs and flying a couple of dozen feet backwards into a tree hurt like fuck whether I was in my body or not. Actually, I think my pride was wounded more than my body or spirit form when Ishida'd given me a verbal smack down for not watching my surroundings and trying to save his ass, which didn't need saving in the first place. As he kinda pointed out.

 

I tipped my head back and closed my eyes, a small smile on my face. We'd finally managed to hook up and talked about… stuff. Ishida said he was sorry for calling it off between us when he did and said that if he'd known what that day was, he'd have never done it then. I got the idea that he was kinda hurt that I never said dick about what day that was, but he didn't come right out and call me on it. He was good about stuff like that. I'd even got an awesome shirt out of the deal. With no Quincy crosses on it even. I'd apologized for not saying shit and he'd just waved it off. Things like that made me really glad we were still friends even if we weren't sleeping together anymore. I'd been a little worried that we mighta screwed up the friends thing between us.

 

I watched water trickle through my fingers for several minutes, thinking about how lucky I was to have good friends like Ishida and Chad and Orihime, before closing my eyes and letting myself mentally drift. The house was perfectly quiet. Dad was at the hospital on an emergency call and said he wouldn't be back for a few hours. Yuzu was at her dance class and Karin was out at soccer practice. God knows where Kon was, but he wasn't bugging the crap out of me so I couldn't care less. I slipped a little lower into the water and sighed softly in pleasure. Utter peace settled over me, the last of my aches seeming to melt away in the hot water of the bath.

 

“You're not trying to drown yourself because the Quincy had to save your sorry ass, are you? `Cuz, y'know, if you don't want that body, I sure as hell do.”

 

My eyes popped open and I jerked up in the tub. I knew that voice and I also knew when it was coming from inside my head and when it wasn't. This was one of those wasn't times. A heavy thump had me turning my head to stare at the slightly foggy mirror opposite the tub. Shirosaki stood there grinning like the idiot he was.

 

“Fuck off. I'm trying to relax and you're so not helping. What are you doing there anyway? I thought you could only show up in my bedroom mirror.”

 

“I was bored so I thought I'd check around. `S not like I get to do much here besides bug Zangetsu and jerk off,” Shirosaki said with something that almost sounded like a whine in his voice. “Took me a while, but it turns out there's lots mirrors I can see through. Not all of them are clear like that one in your room. Ya know, come to think of it, it kinda works better when it's a mirror you're around. Pretty cool, huh?”

 

“Yeah. Super fantastic. Now go bug Zangetsu or go jerk off and leave me alone.”

 

“Hey! Look asshole, I'm trying to be nice here like Zangetsu told me to. He said it was important for all of us. I'm trying to get along and you're the one being the dickhead.”

 

The tiniest bit of guilt nipped me at the slightly hurt tone in Shirosaki's voice. I still didn't trust the bastard but he had been trying to make nice lately and Zangetsu kept on insisting that if we could all get along, some really cool shit would happen. I trusted Zangetsu and he knew… stuff, but it was really hard to switch mental gears where Shirosaki was concerned. Even when I decided to be polite, something in me made me take one final poke at Shirosaki.

 

“You're only trying to be nice to get into my pants.”

 

“Well, yeah, that's part of it. Duh,” Shirosaki said as he rolled his eyes. “But, I figured if I wasn't a dick all the time, you'd let me out to play a little more. Yeah, yeah, I still wanna be the king someday, but until I get that shot, I'll take what I can get. I'm not stupid, y'know. I need to learn about shit in the real world now for when I do get to be the king later or I'm not gonna last long as the king and that would suck big time.”

 

I called him an idiot all the time but I knew he wasn't. It actually sounded like a good plan. I guess that kinda proved that he could think about more than one thing at a time even if coming up with ways to get into my bed seemed to be the first and last thing he had in his brain. It was sorta flattering really. As much as Shirosaki wanted to get into my pants, I wanted to get into his, too. The problem was that both of us wanted to fuck the other first to prove who was dominant.

 

I don't know what happened, but as I thought about that, a light went off in my brain and I suddenly realized that it didn't matter a whole lot who got to do who first. Zangetsu did me all the fucking time but that didn't mean he was the king because of it. That's not how it worked.

 

I was the king and Shirosaki was my horse. Even if I let him do me first, it didn't matter. I was still gonna be the top banana. I felt the warm, liquid heat of Zangetsu's reiatsu gently wash through me with approval and knew I'd finally gotten one of the things he'd been trying to drill into my head for months. Go me.

 

Shirosaki scowled at me and punched the mirror. “Hey, asshole, quit ignoring me.”

 

I gave Shirosaki a hard look, thinking about my new revelation, before I reached a decision. I stepped from the tub, approached the mirror and slapped my hand against the glass. I grinned madly when Shirosaki just stared at my hand for several long seconds in surprise before pressing his hand to mine and letting me pull him through.

 

“You look good naked and wet,” Shirosaki said with a leer.

 

I felt a blush heat my cheeks and let go of his hand. Doubt about what I was going to do started to slither into my brain until I felt that warm approval from Zangetsu again. I relaxed even as the blush burned a little hotter across my nose. If Zangetsu approved, then I was probably on the right track for whatever he was trying to teach me. And it was a pretty hot idea.

 

“Take your clothes off and go stand over there,” I said pointing to the tiled area off to the side of the tub.

 

“Sweet!” Shirosaki said with a huge grin and a quick ass grab.

 

His clothes were shucked in record time and he was standing where I'd told him to, shifting from foot to foot with excitement. He was damn near bouncing he was so excited. I couldn't help it, I snickered. He didn't even know what I was up to, yet he was acting like a kid on their first visit to the candy store with a fistful of cash.

 

“First things first. I'm not sharing my bath with you until you're clean. Sit on the stool and I'll help you wash up quick.”

 

Shirosaki's mouth dropped open and he stared at me. Going by the boner he was sporting, me telling him to wash was obviously the last thing he'd expected to hear. I knew he was gonna get into this. For somebody who was so into fighting and violence, he loved it when me or Zangetsu ran our fingers through his hair or our hands over his body. Zangetsu said because Shirosaki operated on instinct so much, it made him crave all kinds of sensation. I thought he was a touch junkie.

 

“Sit your ass down,” I demanded with a little push to his shoulders. “I swear, you'll like this. Trust me just a little.”

 

Shirosaki gave me a narrow-eyed look and grunted before sinking to the low stool. I turned on the water, adjusted the temperature and brought the wand to him. He tensed up and glared at the water like it was gonna bite him. I almost told him to stop being such a wuss over a little water when Zangetsu spoke softly in my head.

 

**Shirosaki only knows of the cold rain in the inner world.**

 

Well, damn. I hadn't thought of that. Zangetsu hadn't reacted like Shirosaki the first time we'd been in the bath together. Figuring the best way to show Shirosaki the water wasn't the same as the rain in the inner world, I sprayed him in the chest with the wand. The flinch was subtle and I'd have missed it if I hadn't been watching him so intently.

 

“Hey, this is warm,” Shirosaki said with a little caution and surprise in his voice.

 

“Yeah, it is. Now sit still so I can wash you.”

 

Shirosaki did exactly as I'd told him, which surprised the fuck out of me. I wondered if Zangetsu was talking to him in his head and telling him to stay seated on the stool. I guess it didn't matter in the long run. I smirked a little when he moaned softly as I ran my hands over his body, soaping him. When I moved the wand over him again to rinse the soap off, he made a noise like he enjoyed the feel of the water on his skin and didn't flinch. I shut off the water, pulled him from the stool and tugged him to the tub.

 

I stepped into the tub and settled into the hot water. The bathroom was one of the best places in the house in my opinion. The tub was big enough for several people at once and the water temperature always exactly how I liked it. Shirosaki eyed the tub for a minute before taking a deep breath and joining me.

 

“Holy fuck, this is hot,” Shirosaki hissed between his teeth. He sat across from me, his pale cheeks turning pink from the heat of the water.

 

I rolled my eyes. I gave him two minutes before he was sinking up to his chin and sighing in pleasure. I liked a nice hot bath and so did Zangetsu. It stood to reason that Shirosaki would, too. I smirked a little when almost exactly on the two minutes mark, he slid down until his chin touched the water and his eyes closed.

 

“Oh man, this feels great. You are so gonna have to let me out for this kinda thing again. How about putting one of these things in the inner world for me and Zangetsu? Bet we could make it worth your while,” Shirosaki said with a leer and an eyebrow wiggle.

 

I snorted softly and closed my eyes to slits without answering him. I watched Shirosaki for nearly ten minutes before I decided to make my move. I glided through the water and straddled Shirosaki's hips. His eyes popped open in surprise as I ground my half-hard cock against him.

 

“So, you like the bath, huh? Wanna see how much more fun it can be?”

 

I'd never seen Shirosaki grin that huge. Not even when he'd thought he'd beaten me for kingship. I snickered at the thought that he was gonna hurt his face if he kept grinning like that. His hands grabbed my ass and jerked me tight to him. His mouth crashed down on mine roughly and his tongue stabbed past my lips. I let myself get lost in the harsh kiss, liking the hint of violence. I grabbed fistfuls of his surprisingly soft hair and tugged none too gently. Shirosaki groaned at the move and pulled back against the tight hold I had on his head. He stared at me intently, his breath fast and choppy from excitement.

 

“You're not yanking my chain just to be an asshole, are you?” Shirosaki asked suspiciously.

 

“As fun as that would be…. Nope, I'm not jerking you around.”

 

“Hot damn! This is gonna be so awesome,” Shirosaki leered at me.

 

I didn't get the chance to answer him. I heard the front door slam shut at the same time that Zangetsu appeared beside the tub. Zangetsu leaned forward, wrapped his arm under Shirosaki's arms and pulled him from the tub. I fell back into the water with a squawk and Shirosaki twisted madly in Zangetsu's arms trying to get free and cursing a blue streak. Annoyance was plain in Zangetsu's face, but I'm sure it didn't compare to the pissed off expression that was on mine and Shirosaki's. His stream of threats was cut off with a grunt when Zangetsu squeezed him tightly.

 

“Karin has just walked into the house, Ichigo. She has been paying more attention than usual to the reiatsu of her family. The amount of reiatsu you and Shirosaki were letting run free couldn't possibly escape her attention and I didn't think you wanted her to find you here in a compromising position with Shirosaki.”

 

I swore under my breath and slapped my hand against the surface of the water in frustration. I'd finally realized something Zangetsu had been trying to get me to learn for months and when I went to act on it, I was unknowingly cock-blocked by my little sister. It would be funny if my dick wasn't so hard it damn near hurt. I stood up, got out of the tub and approached Zangetsu and Shirosaki. I was sure the rod I had didn't escape either of their notice.

 

“We're not done with this, but I don't want my nosey little sister catching me in the act either. Go with Zangetsu and I'll come to the inner world as soon as I can and we'll pick up where we left off,” I said in a low voice as I stroked Shirosaki's slowly softening cock.

 

“Promise?” Shirosaki asked as he pushed his hips against my hand, his cock firming again.

 

“Promise,” I said with a grin, giving him one last stroke.

 

Zangetsu smiled at me over Shirosaki's head and I felt the gentle swirl of his reiatsu wash over me. He approved of what I was doing. Or about to do. Whatever. I turned away from them, grabbed a towel and slung it around my hips while trying to will away the boner I still had. As soon as I found out what Karin was doing back early from practice, I was hitting my room and heading for my inner world.

 

I had some overdue sexing to get to.