Ichigo was stuck at home with his sisters for the next couple of days while their father was out of town. The elementary school had been shutdown due to the water main just like the high school. When the maintenance crews had tried to fix it initially, there was an accident that broke open a gas line as well. That part of town was now a complete mess and it left students throughout the area with several free days to themselves. Ichigo didn't mind staying with Karin and Yuzu. He loved his sisters dearly and it gave him an excuse to stay home and think.
The morning he spent with Shirosaki had been amazing, but he was left feeling a little apprehensive now that he had time to mull it over. He still wasn't sure why the albino was so obsessed with him and from the sound of things, this was only the beginning. Not that he minded really. Not as much as before anyway. He tried to focus on something else as he shuffled thorough the homework he'd been ignoring for days. The arousing tingle that thoughts of Shiro created was not helping his concentration. He jumped when Yuzu knocked on the door and stuck her head in the room.
"Onii-chan, dinner is ready. And dad just called. He'll be home in a little bit."
Ichigo looked over his shoulder at her to keep his lap hidden under his desk. "Okay, I'll be down in a minute." He sighed when the door closed. Control was apparently something he was going to have to work on.
The next day, school was finally in session. Keigo came strutting in with his jacket wide open to display the limited edition concert t-shirt he wore beneath it. Everyone rolled their eyes as he proceeded to give a minute by minute retelling of the event and how exclusive it was. Ichigo only listened with half and ear as he finished the reading assignment he hadn't gotten to the night before. He was interrupted as Keigo flattened himself across his desk to look him in the eye.
"So. How was it?"
Ichigo blinked. "How was what?"
Keigo grinned. "You know. Apparently you stayed all night after we left the party." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Ichigo sighed and prayed for the patience not to knock him across the room. Peeling him off his book, he intended to ignore him. Ichigo looked back up when he heard his friend let out a small squeak. Arms wrapped around his shoulders from behind as a hot tongue licked up the side of his neck. A familiar voice purred in his ear.
"We could always reenact some of it for you."
Ichigo tried to shrug Shirosaki off. "I thought we agreed that you wouldn't molest me in public places."
The albino brought the desk behind him forward and sat on it, pulling Ichigo back so he was caught between his knees. Tangling his fingers in the riot of orange hair, he laughed. "I remember you saying something like that, but I don't recall making any agreements." He leaned down and craned his neck a little so Ichigo could see him smile. "But then it's a little fuzzy. I wasn't exactly thinking with my brain at the time."
All the girls within hearing distance giggled and Ichigo could feel himself getting red. Keigo just continued to stare wide-eyed.
"Knock it off. It's almost time for class, and some of us actually care about our grades."
Shirosaki pouted but scooted back on the desk so he could lower himself into the chair. Ichigo turned so he could look at him. When the albino made no move to leave the room, Ichigo pointed to the door. Shirosaki leaned back and put his arms behind his head, an innocent expression on his face.
"What, did you transfer to this class or something?" Even as he said it, Ichigo already knew the answer. He just shook his head and turned back around as the teacher came in. Maybe that comment he made about Shirosaki stalking him a few days ago wasn't too far off. The entire day, he could feel him watching. At lunch, he wasn't more than a foot away. Ichigo turned to look at him.
