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[fanfiction] Basketball

Title: Basketball
Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki / Kaien Shiba
Rating: Red
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Oneshot, AU
Word Count: 2339
Author's Note: guess who are guilty of this? Raxi * is being polluted at his feet as a writer, inspirational and diabolical promptatrice * and p0rnfest (Bleach Kaien / Ichigo, shower after the game of basketball), of course!
This story could be placed chronologically after his two [ a , 2] but I am afraid that my Kaien will never annoyingly adorable like his, and my Ichi never as stupid. Oh, well, I'll have to live with it.
Ah, Ichigo Yachiru is the former indicates raxi XDDD * * is always his fault. Yes, I actually wrote a fanfiction on a fanfiction.

Talent teaches, they say. But Ukitake Jushiro of talent he had for sale. He had a leg up on the national team and only the serious health problems, who would rather keep for themselves, but which we all now know, had prevented a steep rise in the world of basketball. This, however, had not removed from what it was and would always be his greatest passion. He continued to spend his life in the gym, not as a player but as a coach. Beloved by her children
, as he liked to call them, but harsh with them as it had been in his time with himself, just finished the school began to slaughter them more than ever.

Playing basketball had never been so exhausting as at that time. It was not just the training itself to leave Ichigo lacking any power: Kaien was near. He'd play, to concentrate on the ball, the patterns of play, the muscles beginning to ache from the effort, but just looking to escape the blue-eyed boy was enough to make him lose your bearings. We must say that Ichigo was improving its self in a frighteningly quick to endure all without a murmur, never be caught in a lie. His performance was a little 'let down, but had not had that embarrassing tumble seemed an accomplishment.
But apparently it was not of that opinion Ukitake.
"Kurosaki!", Stopped him as he followed the other guys who swarmed in the locker room.
Kaien gave him a puzzled look and shrugged and said, "I'll wait, so we go home together."
Ichigo nodded and retraced part of the gym that separated him by the coach, his shoes crunching on the polished wood.
Ukitake shook his head, "I do not want you to preach-
" But that is exactly what is going to do, "he could not keep from muttering the orange-haired boy.
The man smiled indulgently. "But no. Assumes a long sermon, by kind, the smile became a little 'less reassuring, "but I have only two words to say to you: you must commit. Now you can go, "ended with an elegant wave of his hand, which seemed more suitable for a noble of the Edo period that a former basketball player.
Ichigo's shoulders sag shooting. was easy! , he thought, but this time refrained from replying to non- run into a real sermon.
"Ah, Kurosaki," he called again and this time his voice had become more warm, almost paternal, "For any problem you know you can talk to me."

"So? What should he say Ukitake? "Kaien said as he saw his friend get in the dressing room.
Ichigo looked at him accusingly, as if it had been withheld because of her, what, after all, not too far from the truth, given that his distraction was actually caused by the boy-haired blacks.
"Nothing ...", muttered Ichigo evasive, rummaging in the bag in search of clean clothes. He flung himself in the showers not respond to further questions, even though most of the guys were still there. Since
had happened ... what happened with Kaien, Ichigo had become a sort of demure girl, and we lacked that little blushed even to see his teammates, shirtless, let alone naked. So he got to tinker as much as possible in order to wash when there was no one. Of course, this increased the possibility of being alone with Kaien, but now it was no longer a serious problem.
Well, Ichigo is not that we had completely made peace with the idea of doing certain things with what he could not stop looking at their best friend, but at least he did not invade the feeling of being "dirty", as if the mere fact of being near the other boys, the boys , who did not know the truth about him made him guilty in some way, as if he was somehow taking advantage of their presence.
is stuck under the water spray as far away from the door, and stayed there much longer than usual, expecting that the rest would go and getting lost in their thoughts. Perhaps
Kaien was right not think it was good. If reminded himself just a month before there was an eighteen year old and living with a stubborn hair and absurd different from the normal which was very proud nerd and casinos, an avid basketball player and hunter fights in his spare time. And now? It was turning into a pathetic whining and whining and pathetic teenager with adolescent crises at a time when his peers were passing instead. Yachiru had chosen the option to subscribe and was looking for companions to share the costs of an apartment, Renji had finally decided to confess to Rukia and now the two went out together; Hime had stopped attending Ulquiorra-that-bad element and was abandoning most of his childhood fixations. And Ichigo? It was stuck in an absurd story with your best friend!
Best friend who had the bad taste to come at that very moment in showers now deserted, completely naked to help both the ability to Ichigo's intentions and desires.
"I explain that there is today?" Kaien said that to perfection as always sensed his moods, and which was almost impossible to lie.
"No," Ichigo sighed closing the tap and getting ready to leave, but the blacks haired boy grabbed his arm.
What is this mania to touch? , he wanted to blurt out the youngest, but for the second time in the day decided that silence would have been a wiser choice. There would really wonder what was left of the old Ichigo.
"It 's the second time I answer' no 'in less than an hour. What's happening? I have done something wrong? "
clear gaze of Kaien, Ichigo could not avoid, made him feel a worm. Kaien, always so gentle, so caring, so damn perfect ... how could worry about having done something wrong?! It was simply that his life was in pieces Ichigo's self-esteem.
"Excuse me," sighed the orange-haired boy, "Do not think you're avoiding me ... it's just that ... you see, is everything to me ... more ... "
" Difficult? "came to his aid his friend.
"Exactly," sighed the younger, "I know it's stupid, but ... thou devolved. "
Kaien took a moment to put two and two, then opened his bright eyes and covered his mouth with one hand to keep from laughing. "You mean I fixed your ass instead of concentrating on the ball and that's why if Ukitake is taken with you?"
"Hey," yelled Ichigo shocked, pushing away his friend, "Do you think the way express yourself?! And then I'm not so ... so ... pig! "
" Ah, no? ", a mischievous smile appeared on his lips thin Kaien.
"No," replied Ichigo sullen and embarrassed, while the first chills shook her body.
"Mh" muttered the dark without conviction, putting under one of the showers. The jet of water burst on his body, washing away the sweat of training and flattening the hair of the young rebel to make it look like a wet chick.
A chick but did not have that physical breath, he told Ichigo trying to look away.
"What, you do not like what you see?" Kaien laughed, beginning to soaping. He was not putting particular malice in their actions, but the show was still good enough to arouse some interest the younger boy, who swore softly as had nothing with which to cover.
And then they were in a locker room, damn you! If, for whatever stupid reason one of their friends had gone back ... the young man would not even think about it.
"You seem agitated, Ichigo, Kaien ascertained. Took a step towards each other, which did not have the strength or the will to move.
Ichigo's skin thank you very much contact with the hot and wet Kaien, and the cold was gone instantly. Indeed, actually the temperature seemed to suddenly spurt up.
"K-Kaien ... if someone comes ...", Ichigo tried to protest, as he felt painfully conquered self-control slipping away in recent weeks.
of his muscular arms wrapped around him with an unexpected gentleness, and his breath touched his ear with an absurdly erotic effect. From that position could be heard in front of him with incredible precision Kaien's body pressed against his. There were no sheets to hide behind, or dark rooms, pillows and mattresses in which the sinking feeling confused. There were two of them. Standing. Embraced.
Suddenly something snapped in the minds of Ichigo. He liked that feeling. Despite the risk, however remote-to-hour of being discovered, despite the fact that Kaien was his best friend and a male, despite the continuing distraction that have that guy as teammate involved, he liked. What could be wrong with something so beautiful ?
slowly assimilated the concept, teaching us not to knit his brows instinctively to every caress of Kaien which led him step by step under the hot water, a hand on her hip and another who wandered aimlessly through his body.
It was not just that. It was not just the physical part, which also was upset that he had more to like. It was Kaien. Spending time with Kaien. It was as if their friendship had not been discontinued, but reinforced. This awareness had the power to calm him suddenly.
had to slam his head violently against the truth to understand, but once you were too smart to let themselves be sucked back into their own mental masturbations. Both would soon find something else to get hung up problems.
A couple of snaps fingers in front of the nose, making him wince. "Yo, Ichi, you still there? I mean, I might offend me! I am here at your disposal and you ... Astral you? "
anything but innocent A smile is painted on the face of Ichigo. "Now there. There has never been so before. "
Without giving another time to react to these strange words, and kissed him. He was almost the same fast burning the first time he had tasted those lips, but this time it was not the desire to understand What he tried to push it so thoroughly, until you feel on the tongue the taste of blood iron. This time it was the desire to demonstrate . For once he wanted to live up to Kaien and at the same time make them understand that belief in all that down, he remained his only constant.
cheeks probably now turns to a new shade of red yet unexplored by human skin, Ichigo tilted his head, bringing her lips on his neck and started kissing him Kaien. He believed that the kind of kiss it was nice just to those who received it, and instead found himself sucking the skin soft and smooth taste in the mouth the taste of chlorine in the water. It took courage and began to fall sampling amazement every inch of the other broad chest and muscular, the ever clinging to his hips.
"I-Ichigo?" Exhaled surprised Kaien.
The orange-haired boy looked up and met the blue eyes of his for a moment before dropping to his knees.
Kaien surprised inhaled, swallowed a lot of water when she heard Ichigo's mouth on your sex. This compensates for their inexperience a bit 'instinct and a bit' with the imitation of what he had received more than in other weeks. The blacks
haired boy leaned back to the tiles behind him, feeling the ground beneath the feet missing. He tried not to push forward the basin to avoid stifling Ichigo, but those lips were really lose control. When
felt really at the limit grabbed the other by the hair and forced him to stand up to not come to his mouth, not knowing if he would be well, but certainly the fact that his foolish pride would prevent him from choking at the cost of deviating or worse than being disgusted by what he had just done.
He ignored his attempt at protest and regained his mouth, letting him slide his tongue over his lips and then brushing his teeth and palate as to mark their territory. After a wonderfully long time grabbed him by the hips, making it turn.
Ichigo leaned against the wall and spread his hands legs as possible, realizing the intentions of others and for once without making a fuss.
Kaien's face was painted a smile softened as well as satisfied in the absence of something more suitable, you sprinkle your hands with soap and sex. Introduced first a finger, whispering to relax the neck, but Ichigo instinctively squeezed the muscles.
Kaien tried to add another finger, this time pushing it further. He knew he had touched the right spot when he heard the whine of Ichigo. Then he positioned his entrance, his hands on his hips as hold it, and entered in a single push, not too fast nor violent.
Feeling buried in that tight body and hot sighs always stronger than Ichigo and the water still flowed over them like a caress was an incredible experience.
He moved his hand towards the erection of Ichigo and began to massage it, do not plan to come too soon, but at the same time trying to return the pleasure I was giving him.
But the best was yet to come. While the first pearly drops dripped water on hand for mixing Kaien, Ichigo groaned: "Kaien ... K-Kaien ...!"
invoke the feel that way, the blacks-haired boy believed to have reached heaven and in the meantime reached the best orgasm of her young life.
collapsed exhausted, leaning back to Ichigo.
"Thanks."
"And for what?" Muttered the younger trying to give a tone. They finished in silence
wash, but it was a comfortable silence and without embarrassment.