It was already passed midnight in Karakura town. The full moon shone brightly in the night sky, while a young orange haired man was walking home. Only a short while ago had he graduated from Karakura high school and tonight had been a end of year party for everyone who had graduated. Ichigo Kurosaki might not have gotten to be top of his class or year, but he was still in the top fifty, along with three of his friends. It had been a good night and he had a lot of fun.
as he continued, he looked at the dead weight on his back with a frown, as well as a smile. Rukia Kuchiki, one of his best friends and the soul reaper who had shared her power with him so long ago, had come by to visit and celebrate Ichigo’s graduation with him. and as the party had ended, Ichigo had found her sleeping. As such, he was now piggybacking her. it reminded him of when he began his work as a substitute soul reaper. As Rukia had lost most of her power and had to go with him, this is how he used to transport her. and now he did so again, while she slept.
as he came home, he saw all the lights were out; as he expected. He walked to the door, took out his key, opened the door, walked in, closed and locked the door behind him before quietly walking to his own room upstairs. As he got to his room, Rukia started mumbling. He gave her a smile, before walking to his closet and opening it. as she used to sleep in his closet before, he put her in it gently on the spare futon that still lay there. He left his closet open, stepped back quietly and felt the fatigue of the night. He was really glad that no hollows had shown up tonight.
he undressed and went to the bathroom for a quick shower. As he closed the door behind him, Rukia opened her sleepy eyes. She realized where she was right away, as she had often woken up in Ichigo’s closet. She sleepily stepped out of the closet, noticed she was sweaty and remembered how fun the evening had been. Being with friends, teasing Ichigo and,… a blush came to her face; she had danced with Ichigo. It had not been what she had expected, but it had been fun. She smiled through her blush, felt warm in her dress and sweat; she could really use a shower.
she undressed, only keeping her bra and panties on and quietly walked to the bathroom. She had seen it was dark outside, so she assumed Ichigo and his family were already sleeping. She had not noticed Ichigo’s bed was empty.
she opened the changing room door to the bathroom quietly, closing it behind her and taking of her bra and panties. She than opened the bathroom door and stepped in, than noticing the sound of the shower. As she looked, she saw Ichigo standing there, completely naked. And Ichigo had heard her come in, stopped the shower and now he saw her standing there, completely naked. Both of them blushed at seeing the other, before realizing the other also so him/her.
Rukia gasped with a squeak and opened her mouth. Ichigo saw what was about to happen, quickly stepped forward and placed a hand over Rukia’s mouth, before she could scream. Her scream was muffled by his hand and she closed her eyes and covered herself with her arms. Ichigo quickly grabbed a towel to cover his crotch and whispered, ‘don’t scream Rukia. That could wake up my dad and my sisters. Do you really want them to see what that scream was about and find us like this?!’ Rukia opened her eyes in shock and her blush deepened. She shook her head, crossed her legs and pulled Ichigo’s hand of her mouth, ‘sorry, you startled me by standing there. I thought you had already gone to bed.’ She whispered back to him.
Ichigo shook his head, ‘I just put you in my closet and had just left to take a shower myself. And then you suddenly show up,… completely n.. nake,… nak…ed, naked.’ Rukia noticed Ichigo was blushing just as much as she was. she looked away and noticed he did the same. she tried to think of something to say, to solve this little problem of theirs. She than noticed she still held Ichigo’s hand and gave it a slight squeeze. Ichigo noticed and, after a few seconds, he took her hand into his own. he cleared his throat, drawing her attention away from their hands and up to his face. as he looked down to her face, he tried not to look at the cleave her arm was not covering, ‘Rukia,… how, how about you go back for a minute. I’ll finish showering, leave and then you can take a shower.’
Rukia thought about it, smiled and decided to tease Ichigo some more; liking the way he blushed, ‘or,… I could stay and have a shower with you.’ Ichigo’s blush spread to the rest of his face and he looked away. but, as he looked into the mirror, seeing the playful grin Rukia had on her face, he got a mischievous smile of his own. if Rukia wanted to play it that way, he would too. He sighed, looked back and replied, ‘well, seeing as you suggest it, I guess you have no problem with it. let’s do it.’ Rukia stood there dumbfounded. She almost dropped her arms, ‘huh? What,… what did you say Ichigo?’
Ichigo blushed, ‘well; you said you wanted to take a shower with me,… so I guess you don’t mind. so; I’ll let you.’ now Rukia’s blush spread all over her face, waving one hand in front of her, ‘no no no no no! I was just trying to mess with you,… I was no actually expecting you to,… what’s so funny?!’ she saw Ichigo chuckling through a grin, before he pointed at the mirror. She understood he had seen through her and played his own trick on her. she smiled and laughed as well. Ichigo sighed, ‘so, what will it be Rukia? Will you wait a moment for me to finish,…’ a blush returned to his face, ‘or will you stay here?’
Rukia was ready to answer, until her mind ran away with her. if she stayed and took a shower with Ichigo,… that would me she would see all of him exposed. And he would see her completely naked. And standing close together under the shower,… her blush deepened. She did like Ichigo, she really did. But going as far as to,… shower with him. she looked up at his face,… noticing that this time he wasn’t joking. She sighed, ‘okay,… let’s just make it,… a,… a quick shower, okay? And no staring!’ Ichigo was surprised by her answer, but stepped back to the shower and let the water run again as he put the towel away, not trying to look at Rukia.
Rukia also stepped under the wide shower, coming to stand before Ichigo, she he could only see her back. Although, as he was longer, he could look over her shower, if he wanted to. She would trust him not to do that. Ichigo became nervous, wondering why he had asked if Rukia would stay. At the same time he wondered why she said yes. Sure, he liked her, she was his closest friend. She was a rare beauty and any man would be lucky to have her as a girlfriend. But,… why did she choose to stay here and shower with him. the blush on his face was bright red.
Rukia was wondering the same thing; why did she say yes? And why had Ichigo asked that question? Ichigo was a good friend, was protective but not overly so. He had a strong and handsome face. Rukia remembered one of the girls had asked her a question when she had first came here; “do you have a crush on Ichigo?” she had been surprised by it and had answered that they had been just friends. But that was then,… if that question was asked of her again; would she give the same answer?
Ichigo tried not to look,… but he was a young man, he was somewhat curious. He was not as perverted as Kon,… but having a naked girl this close to him, it being Rukia,… he couldn’t help but peak now and then. And his imagination did the rest. As Rukia washed her hair, she felt something poking her hip. She looked, expecting one of Ichigo’s hands. Instead she saw his dick, completely erect. Her blush deepened and she wanted to look away. but she found herself unable to do that. and as Ichigo looked at Rukia, he noticed what she was looking at.
he had to keep from screaming his lungs out, cleared his throat and placed a hand over Rukia’s eyes, ‘weren’t you the one who said; “no staring.” Rukia?’ she nodded, ‘sorry,… it’s just,… I’ve never seen one before, outside biology class.’ Ichigo nodded, turned his back to her and pulled his hand of her eyes. Rukia kept staring at his back, before finishing washing her hair. As they both finished, Ichigo stopped the shower and handed it to Rukia. She looked at it, than back at Ichigo. She took it and wrapped it around her, before placing her head against Ichigo’s back.
Ichigo was completely surprised by Rukia’s actions, but her question surprised him even more, ‘Ichigo,… can I,… see it again?’ he was so surprised he turned half around, showing it to her. she started at it again and Ichigo replied, ‘if you’re going to stare at me,… don’t you think it would be fair to let me look also?’ both of them blushed and Rukia took hold of the edges, pulling them loose slowly, before she dropped the towel, showing her breasts and vagina.
as Rukia looked at Ichigo’s crotch, she also saw more of him; his muscles and his handsome face. and Ichigo in return looked at her entire body. Her fine, round and small breasts and her vagina. When Rukia couldn’t stand having his eyes on her anymore, she stepped up to Ichigo and wrapped her arms around him, feeling his dick on her hip. Ichigo, in return, wrapped his arms around her, feeling her breasts on his abdomen. Rukia looked up at him, her dark blue eyes shining, looking in his deep brown eyes. Ichigo got a feeling and brought a hand to her chin, bringing his own head down to hers.
Rukia realized what he wanted to do, what he was going to do. as he moved slowly, she had the chance to stop him. but she didn’t want to. After what had just happened; them seeing each other naked, showering together, what would come next would be a lot less intense. Ichigo placed his lips on hers, kissing her, closing her eyes as she did. She closed her eyes in return and wrapped one arm around his neck. As Ichigo stood up again, she hung onto him. but that didn’t slow him down, lifting her up easily. As she held onto him, she kissed him this time.
as Ichigo kissed her back, he grabbed a tower and wrapped it around her, keeping one arm around her, he quickly walked back to his room. as he walked, Rukia wrapped her legs around him and kissed his neck. Ichigo quickly arrived in his room, closed the door, turned to a wall, pinned Rukia against it and kissed her lips again. as Rukia felt the wall behind her and Ichigo in front of her, she moved her hands over his back as she kissed his back. She brought one hand to his head, moving it to his spiky orange hair.
Ichigo slowly lowered her down the wall and down his body, before she felt something rubbing under her vagina. She broke her kiss, looked down and saw Ichigo’s dick. It hadn’t entered her yet and as she looked in Ichigo’s eyes, she knew he wouldn’t do it without her allowing it. instead, he moved his hips forward and back and again and again. Rukia moaned at the rubbing sensation. And as she moaned, Ichigo kissed her again. this time, he moved his tongue into her mouth.
this new touch surprised her, but she liked it. she greeted his tongue with her own and started moving her own hips over Ichigo’s dick. Ichigo, who’s arms were still around her, hugged her closer to him and moved his hands around her, groping her breasts. Rukia moaned deeply, which was smothered by their kiss. She pushed off from the wall she was against with her legs, pushing Ichigo’s back against the other wall. He grunted from the impact, before sinking down to his knees, placing Rukia on the ground. She landed on the towel Ichigo had wrapped around her.
Ichigo continued to kiss her and one hand explored her breasts and nipples. As they weren’t dried, they became hard. His other hand slid down over her belly to her legs, reaching her vagina, rubbing over it, feeling how wet it was and not from the shower. Rukia moaned from the pleasure she felt and wrapped one arms tighter around Ichigo, wanting him closer, while her other hand trailed over his body, until she found his dick, taking it in hand before moving it. Ichigo moaned softly while he kissed her.
Rukia looked at his opened closet with her bed in it. she placed her free hand on his cheek, stopping his kiss. But his hand at her vagina moved two fingers inside. Rukia moaned loudly and Ichigo quickly covered her mouth with his own, before playfully pinching her nipple. Rukia couldn’t help but moan at the pleasure Ichigo brought to her. she grabbed his dick more firmly and slapped her hand against his cheek, stopping his kiss again and this time it kept his attention, ‘she motioned her head to the closet, ‘let’s do it Ichigo,… in there.’ Ichigo looked, smiled with lust in his eyes, the same he saw in her eyes. He pulled his hand out of her, stood up and helped her to her feet. She crawled into her closet and Ichigo followed her inside. Ichigo lay down atop her and, following her curves, he slowly moved his dick into her vagina.
Rukia screamed and moaned as he entered her. Ichigo kissed her and moved his tongue into her mouth, muffling the sound she made, as well as his own grunt. As her scream ended, he slowly started to move his hips back and forth into her. short soft squeaks and moans escaped Rukia’s lips and soft moans and groans came from Ichigo as he made love to her; the girl he cared for most, the girl he loved.
after a while, they changed position. Rukia placed Ichigo on his back and sat down on him, moving herself up and down. As she did this, Ichigo’s hands cupped around her breasts, fondling them. both had to keep from moaning to loudly. But sometimes they couldn’t help it, as the pleasure the other brought them felt too good.
Rukia was the first who came, filling her head with a white blissful feeling. Ichigo also felt his climax coming. At this time, he was taking Rukia doggy style. He held onto her tightly and started moving faster and faster. Rukia’s moans also sped up. And as Ichigo came, he pulled her up, kissing her lips and muffle his own moan, as well as hers. The both fell back on Rukia’s bed and both of them panted, exhausted from the love making.
it being late and with them having expended extra energy with this unexpected yet enjoyable activity, they both felt drained. Rukia reached for her blanket and pulled it over herself and Ichigo, while Ichigo closed the closet before wrapping one arm around her, to pull her and keep her close. As they wished the other good night, they kissed each other again.
on the other side of Ichigo’s door, Isshin sat with his ear to a glass which he held against Ichigo’s door. He smiled, cried and muttered, ‘oh my dear wife, not only has our body graduated. He’s also become a man!’