bring the third part. I was already on ff.net but made time to post it. Anyway, I hope that meets the expectations, thanks for reading this far.
Couple: Ryuuken / Ichigo (and a secondary, but much later)
Genre: Romance with a dose of sarcasm
Warnings: Lemon (or attempted). Strong language. Can be accused of OoC.
Summary: Ryuuken teacher had no vocation. Ichigo had no vocation for students. But between discussions, sarcasm and anatomy, none of them put a alt; To clearly see the cross embroidered Quincy. Come to think, several pieces of Kurosaki had the same embroidery.
- It's a favor you do sometimes. I change the subject. Kurosaki What was here?
- Why should I answer you? - Recognized in the face of his son would not stop until we have a convincing answer. Would have to tell the truth, or something - came to me for help in the studies. Uryuu
not seem entirely convinced, but said no too. Ryuuken no surprisesNDIO when the next day received a call from Ichigo, asking why her son had shit jumped to such a question.
- Did you go to the house my father? head right off the question as completely and was so he could not dodge the ball threw Tatsuki role. In the midst of a war envolvíaa paper balls around the course was not the best time for that question. Or maybe because no one would listen.
For a moment he was about to refuse. Then he thought that if it asked Ishida, somenational security should have. - Yes
Ishida's face barely flinch. Anyway, Ichigo knew he was angry, for that small gesture to accommodate the glasses. - Why did you go?
difficult question. I had to lie, it was a matter of personal safety. But it was not easy to fool Ishida. Who knows why roasting of fate, his answer seemed plausible.
had to think about it, until he remembered his lost jacket and found a possible explanationtion.
- So you went to visit your father?
changed Interrogation Uryuu Address and which was now hesitant to answer.
- Yes
- And how are things between you?
- Same as always - the tone became colder than usual, an announcement that was on the verge of a serious anger - you do me the favor of not getting into the issues other relatives? Great
be bothered to worry a little and so he returned. Partly it was his fault, he knew thatUryuu would react well. The slight tension in the air, fortunately, was cut by Orihime, inviting them to lunch. When she came forward with her group of friends, Ichigo saw his chance for revenge. Pretty soon, they'd been noticing it and it was time to react to Uryuu.
- What you would do me the favor to hide a bit more when you look at the breasts Inoue?
accepted No sooner had learned in college, he called his father. But he said it was the first to know, would not inflate more than it already was. However, it was comforting tone iSSH full of pridein.
- I know! How about if we go out tonight with the whole family to celebrate?
- sounds great, Dad, but what if we leave it for another night. I'm just a little tired ... And ... I have plans.
was forced to say, because no sooner began to speak, his father began to drop a rebuke after another. That last sentence was able to shut him up. For two seconds.
- Oh, of course. Any plans to "big boy" eh?
If your father knew who he was talking about does not really sound like
XC - A week and a half. But it is a close friend for a couple of years
- why do not you tell me? - There was a pause
- I figured you refuse
He was caught in an ambush. Worse, he felt insulted by the idea that he had his child. But he accepted that Uryuu was justified. Could not even complain, because the guest of honor arrived quickly.
- Nice. I'm Inoue Orihime, Uryuu girlfriend
recognized her as one of those involved in the war. Throughout the night, he thought it was a nice girl,somewhat naive but very warm. It was the only one that was really comfortable at the dinner from start to finish. Father and son, at times, and in turn, wanted the earth to swallow them. But she somehow managed to defuse the atmosphere and relax a little. Finally, after he left, when he consulted Uryuu no hesitation in answering.
- reminds me of a friend of youth.
As icing on the cake of this unthinkable dinner, her son was subjected to a careful examination.
felt as her lover (still sounded bizarre to call her lover) was removed to in bed. Son the color of the walls. Rose, forming small deformed spirals, moving in diagonals imperfect, always up. There was no breeze in the room to divert its path, except for the occasional breath of someone who smoked. Then they all dispersed, the scrolls before calm, wandering in his walk, stretched and finally dissolved. Those that remained were far enough with his natural movement, as if that was the path he's always been intended for them. No, I was delirious. The threads of smoke did not move voluntarily, or as a matter of fate, it was just his nature. Simple instinct, not even, Was rather a physical reaction.
Some seemed so distant, that made him wonder if they should touch the ceiling. Avoid touching contact, the clouds have no power to meddle with things. Curious
feel this was hypnotized comúny by something as ephemeral as smoke from a cigarette. Because, I had noticed, no matter how firm and concrete, when palpable, seem at first, or at any point, the wisps of smoke. In fact, they were fragile and elusive, if dissolved, even the light breeze the distorted and always, always, the attempt to grasp m & aac
The astonishment of Ichigo would have counted as a point in his favor if he had made the comment with that intention.
- Conocíaa my mother?
- We were friends of youth. We started to treat us so after his marriage
- Why I never knew?
A small shrug, Ichigo told him the other or did not know the answer, or would not decírsela. The questions were burning at the tip of the tongue but felt he did not answer them. Decided to keep for Isshin.
& MDAsp, desktop search, useful for winning. It was stupid to think that he ataríaa, a forty stuck in his own bitterness with a shit character. But it was even more stupid to feel bad about it.
was going to break up and all this in a good time, but something stopped him. The boy's hand pressed to his warmth and his eyes were fixed on him. As so often, he could read the determination in them.
- Do not be stupid
- If I can find the time for my family and my friends, I can find it for ... we
For you? Why sex? "To my lovers? No, ningit was their genuine desire that had led up to that point. Not a fad, not just a space heater, but a real and strong will from the very inner world.
What if I was naive? Yes, undoubtedly.
The decision was made. What happened thereafter was dependent on the other hand.
- Enough is enough. No more - the coldness of the voice made a chill through the body. But somehow, Ichigo had already learned to see beyond the masks. I could feel the frustration; Nbsp;
could understand that, however, Ichigo was aware of the situation. No matter if you came of age, the difference would still be a lot. Even if they exceeded the reactions of those closest (almost real envisioned Isshin Fist) would never be safe from the poison of others.
Still, he was squeezing his hand sonreíay. Slowly, a gradual movement, was returning Ryuuken grip. I felt like every little movement of the muscles of your hand, something was breaking, something began to flow,
