Technicality

Shinji leaned casually against the back of the sink, watching Ichigo hurriedly wash the dishes upside down. His grey eyes raked along Ichigo's well built but completely hidden figure. It was times like this that he wished the berry was more of a slut.

He rolled over and rested his chin on his elbows. Ichigo glanced at him, silently asking 'what's with you?' after taking a deep breath, Shinji smiled. That seemed to put Ichigo on edge, because whenever Shinji (or any of the other vaizards for that matter) smiled at him, it meant there'd be more work for him to do.

"Wh-what?" Ichigo asked cautiously, tensing his legs incase he'd suddenly have to run to decide who'd take out the trash.

"You know you're my first love, right?" Shinji asked, and though he was smiling, he looked pretty serious. But then again, he always sounded serious whenever he said stupid things like that.

Ichigo scowled, going back to scrubbing the rice cooker. "What about Inoue?" he asked half sarcastically. The red head wondered why he wasn't appalled that Shinji would even make such a joke, but that was probably it. He knew it was a joke.

Shinji smirked. "Who?"

Ichigo scoffed at the elder vaizard. Really, Shinji was so whimsical sometimes. It wasn't until a few moments later that Ichigo noticed Shinji's face just Inches from his. He would have jumped back and screamed something about personal space if Shinji wasn't holding tightly to his arms.

"Technically, you are my first love." Shinji whispered. "Want me to prove it?" the blonde smiled at Ichigo's blush. "I've never been in love with a guy before."

Ichigo finally found his voice and pulled out of Shinji's grasp. "St-stop joking around, asshole." Ichigo tried not to feel self conscious. Shinji had taken that joke too far. And he was still standing there, staring at him. He felt his face grow hot. He tried to scrub the rice cooker harder, as though he didn't care.

"I wasn't joking." Shinji let his eyes wander Ichigo's body imagining that slightly tanned skin for the umpteenth time that day. Beautiful.

"But you say that about everyone."

"Not guys." he felt Shinji hug him from behind. "You're a guy, so technically, you're my first love." Ichigo squirmed. He didn't exactly know how to deal with what Shinji was doing or saying. No one had ever strait out said they liked him, even as a joke. And Shinji seemed scarily serious.

"What does technicality have to do with anything?" Shinji gave a firm squeeze, making Ichigo squeak.

"Absolutely nothing." Shinji let go of him suddenly, turning away and pulling his hand through his hair. Ichigo didn't see Shinji's smile, But Shinji knew Ichigo was staring at him, shocked and sputtering. Maybe later, soon, he would get Ichigo. Then he would get to see the red head in that pair of jean shorts he had tucked under his bed specifically for that reason. "You believed me didn't you?"

Ichigo gave him a weird look, his face tomato red. "Uh, I –.."

Shinji only grinned, tapping the berry on the nose and imagining him in a pair of ass revealing shorts. "Good."

OWARI

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