Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of a Broken Society ❯ My Ichigo ( Chapter 5 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Strailo 
Pairing: Ukitake/Ichigo
Summary: Another thought session. Ukitake thinks on his lover and his former fukutaicho and how his life has changed since Ichigo came into his life.
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.07.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 852 | Visits: 241 | Status: Completed
Pairing: Ukitake/Ichigo
Summary: Another thought session. Ukitake thinks on his lover and his former fukutaicho and how his life has changed since Ichigo came into his life.
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.07.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 852 | Visits: 241 | Status: Completed
He looks so much like my former fukutaicho, but he’s not him. I know this because he scowls most often then not unless it’s just us in our room. Then he smiles softly, shyly, making me want him, which I usually just give into. He never complains. He just smiles up at me, murmurs my name and spreads his legs wide for my body.
My Ichigo, my strawberry. So simple, so sweet, so gentle and the reason why my sickness in non existent now. His father, who I found out was the one taicho who had left for love, had given the medication to him to give to Unohana-taicho to give to me and to experiment on how to make it here. I am now healthier then I had been in many centuries.
He’s so sweetly considerate of me, always there when I call for him, even if it means leaving behind his paper work to Kira. I’ve talked to Kira about that fact and have been told that to see his taicho happy and not scowling as much, he doesn’t mind a bit of paper work. I smiled softly at that and promised not to call him so often during working hours. Kira told me not to bother and call when I want him. So I do.
I know others say that Ichigo looks like Kaien and that he acts like him often, but I always smile and shake my head. I always tell them that Ichigo is so different from Kaien. My former fufutaicho had a cruel streak that no one knew about. That’s why the hollow found it so easy to take over him. I don’t think that my third seat even remembers what he used to do and say in private with the division workers.
But my strawberry isn’t like that. Yes, he can be loud and what others call mean, but he’s driving his division to be one of the best. He’s also driving the other captains to shape up their divisions, including the fourth division. They still don’t fight, but they do know how to take care of them selves and now, a fourth division always goes with a shinigami if the hollow found is a strong one.
He’s helped Seireitei become better and stronger in its power even if we are still fighting Aizen. I think we surprised him, accepting Ichigo the way we did, instead of shunning him and planning on destroying him. It’s come out that anytime some one was killed, it didn’t come from Yamamoto or the council, but rather from the 12th division captain when he needed research subjects. He’s currently up for trial while Nemu is studying for her taichos test.
Ichigo also brought back Urahara and Yoruichi, which shocked us all that they willingly came back. Issin will come back as soon as his daughters are able to live on their own, which should be in about four years or so. Until then, I have my Ichigo to myself. I’m just waiting for him right now.
He’s also taken to wearing the kimonos I buy him. He says they make him think of me when he wears them. I rather like having my clan’s colors decorate his body. The greens, blacks and blues look good with his skin color and his slightly longer hair. He told me that he had gotten tired of being compared to Kaien due to his hair and his looks, so he grew it out so that it brushed his shoulders. The first time I saw him with the long hair was the first time I pounced him.
Looking up as the door to my office slid open, I smile as he enters, this time wearing a dark blue kimono with silver swirls on the bottom of it. I shiver as he smiles at me as he closes the door behind him. I love watching him walk, a gentle sway to his body and steps. I almost swallow my tongue as I watch him remove the kimono, the various pieces pooling around his feet. My eyes widen as I look over his body, taking in the intricate designs that decorated his body in black.
“I decided to show you what my mother taught me when I was old enough to understand,” he murmurs softly, smiling at me shyly. “I decided to go with the forever markings. This time, when you take me, it’s a promise of forever.” I nod and look him straight in the eye, getting the go ahead.
I made him scream so loud we had every taicho and fukutaicho come running to ‘save’ him. They ended up with an eyeful of him on his back with his legs wrapped tightly around my waist as I took him. They won’t ever come when he screams like that again.
My Ichigo, my strawberry. So simple, so sweet, so gentle and the reason why my sickness in non existent now. His father, who I found out was the one taicho who had left for love, had given the medication to him to give to Unohana-taicho to give to me and to experiment on how to make it here. I am now healthier then I had been in many centuries.
He’s so sweetly considerate of me, always there when I call for him, even if it means leaving behind his paper work to Kira. I’ve talked to Kira about that fact and have been told that to see his taicho happy and not scowling as much, he doesn’t mind a bit of paper work. I smiled softly at that and promised not to call him so often during working hours. Kira told me not to bother and call when I want him. So I do.
I know others say that Ichigo looks like Kaien and that he acts like him often, but I always smile and shake my head. I always tell them that Ichigo is so different from Kaien. My former fufutaicho had a cruel streak that no one knew about. That’s why the hollow found it so easy to take over him. I don’t think that my third seat even remembers what he used to do and say in private with the division workers.
But my strawberry isn’t like that. Yes, he can be loud and what others call mean, but he’s driving his division to be one of the best. He’s also driving the other captains to shape up their divisions, including the fourth division. They still don’t fight, but they do know how to take care of them selves and now, a fourth division always goes with a shinigami if the hollow found is a strong one.
He’s helped Seireitei become better and stronger in its power even if we are still fighting Aizen. I think we surprised him, accepting Ichigo the way we did, instead of shunning him and planning on destroying him. It’s come out that anytime some one was killed, it didn’t come from Yamamoto or the council, but rather from the 12th division captain when he needed research subjects. He’s currently up for trial while Nemu is studying for her taichos test.
Ichigo also brought back Urahara and Yoruichi, which shocked us all that they willingly came back. Issin will come back as soon as his daughters are able to live on their own, which should be in about four years or so. Until then, I have my Ichigo to myself. I’m just waiting for him right now.
He’s also taken to wearing the kimonos I buy him. He says they make him think of me when he wears them. I rather like having my clan’s colors decorate his body. The greens, blacks and blues look good with his skin color and his slightly longer hair. He told me that he had gotten tired of being compared to Kaien due to his hair and his looks, so he grew it out so that it brushed his shoulders. The first time I saw him with the long hair was the first time I pounced him.
Looking up as the door to my office slid open, I smile as he enters, this time wearing a dark blue kimono with silver swirls on the bottom of it. I shiver as he smiles at me as he closes the door behind him. I love watching him walk, a gentle sway to his body and steps. I almost swallow my tongue as I watch him remove the kimono, the various pieces pooling around his feet. My eyes widen as I look over his body, taking in the intricate designs that decorated his body in black.
“I decided to show you what my mother taught me when I was old enough to understand,” he murmurs softly, smiling at me shyly. “I decided to go with the forever markings. This time, when you take me, it’s a promise of forever.” I nod and look him straight in the eye, getting the go ahead.
I made him scream so loud we had every taicho and fukutaicho come running to ‘save’ him. They ended up with an eyeful of him on his back with his legs wrapped tightly around my waist as I took him. They won’t ever come when he screams like that again.