Title: Blow Out Loud

Author: BN998

Beta Reader: Animefreak646 (I copy and pasted this; it's all BN998's story! I take NO credit, besides grammar and some spelling)

Fandom: Bleach

Pairing:IchixHichi

Rating: M

Summary:Ichigo's hollow has been acting weird lately and he is worried about it. When something unexpected (or was it expected?) takes place in his 'happily ever after' life; his relationship with the hollow changes drastically. (Animefreak646: I don't know if i supposed to edit that...but i did)

Warnings:OOC'S (this is a FanFic; even if I try there WILL be OOC's), BL. Shonen-Ai, Yaoi (Don't Like: Don't Read.)

Disclaimer:Don't own Bleach neither its characters. It belongs to Tite Kubo and I just do this for entertainment. (Animefreak646: I don't own this story; I'm just the Beta...)

A/N:This story was inspired by a song called Faint by Linkin Park. Ya can say it's the theme o' this story. Though, don' need ta listen to it if don't want.


- Chapter 01 -

Ichigo walked into his room, and closed the door, soon he followed by flopping down on his bed, and drying his hair off with the white towel in his hands. As always he had his 'trademark' scowl on his face and it deepened when he heard footsteps coming close to his room. He let out a sigh when the door burst open. He looked up and glared at the man standing on his door, who was looking like a complete maniac, ready to attack- and he was. Ichigo slowly stood up, his eyes locked on the man. His eye twitched when the man stepped forward. He glared more in warning, but it didn't affect the man at all; and that- as always -pissed him off.

Before Ichigo could say something the man jumped on him in one of his 'outrages', but it failed miserably when his son raised his foot and kicked him right in the face, making him fall to the ground. The red-head scoffed and ignored the whining coming from the man. Without hesitation Ichigo walked to the door, stepping on his father on the way out. He opened the door completely and glared at the man.

"Out." He commanded.

The black haired man stood up and walked to his son, practically screaming on the way. "DON'T BE SO COLD! ISN'T MY SON GOING TO GIVE HIS FATHER A GOODNIGHT KI-" He was cut off by the kick Ichigo gave to his butt, forcing him out the room and into the hall, making him, once again, fall down.

Isshin stood up again, but this time with his hand on his nose, stopping the bleeding caused by the last impact to his face. "ICHIGO! MY SON-"

"Shut up!" Ichigo yelled before slamming the door in his father's nose/face. Isshin stumbled backwards and and then Karin appeared out of nowhere with her indifferent attitude.

She sighed. "You never learn." She soon gave him a disgusted look at his crying face.

"Ka~~rin~~" He reached to her but was restrained from touching her by the another foot on his face.

"Don't touch me!" She shouted.


Ichigo could hear the whining from his dad through the door, but decided to ignore it and just go to bed and get some much needed rest.

He lazily walked to his bed, turning off the lights in the process. He flopped down on his bed and without wasting a second he closed his eyes, only to snap them open again when he heard his voice calling him.

"Boooring~~ King! Come entertain me!"Was the demand/whining from his duplicate echoing voice. Ichigo groaned. Why now? He wanted to sleep, dammit! But then again: if he doesn't go 'entertain' his hollow, he would have serious problems. And with that though in mind Ichigo sighed and closed his eyes, reopening them in his sideways inner world. The hollow was standing ten steps away from where Ichigo was and from there he cockily smirked at Ichigo like always. Ichigo's eye twitched, barely containing himself from ripping that annoying smirk from the hollow's face.

"Hey King! I missed ya, yano!" Ichigo ignored him and reached for Zangetsu on his back, making it unsheathe from the white cloth strips and held it to his side.

"Buuh~~" The hollow pouted. "Soo cooold~~" And mimicked Ichigo's movements.

"Oh well...at least ya give me some fun!" Ichigo shunpoed forward and the hollow did the same, clashing the swords together with a loud 'clang'.


Ichigo was panting when stood up and winced at the pain coming from his body. He had many cuts, though it wasn't life threatening, and was covered with blood. He looked over to the also panting hollow sprawled on the ground. He was in the same shape as Ichigo, but didn't seem to care.

After the war with Aizen had ended- Soul Society victorious -Ichigo made an agreement with his hollow, consisting on Ichigo coming to entertain him when he wanted, and in return the hollow would stop trying to gain control over him. Until now it was working and Ichigo was grateful for that. Though...there was something off with his hollow these past few days...he still was an asshole and a teasing bastard, but...not like before. He wasn't trying to piss off Ichigo anymore, contrary to before. And in Ichigo's point of view that was odd, but he wasn't going to question it. Don't take it wrong; he DID care, but he didn't feel like tha he should interrogate his hollow-even though the bastard did it all the time. He didn't feel like he had the right, so he just shrugged it off and straightened himself up, wrapping Zangetsu in the cloth and placing it on his back again. Turning around, with his back to the hollow, Ichigo walked away.

Sensing this, the hollow sat up and looked at Ichigo's retreating back, making a face that could be only be defined as loneliness. Ichigo didn't notice this though, and closed his eyes, disappearing from his sideways inner world and returning to his bed to sleep.

From where he was, the hollow made a noise on the back of his throat and gazed at where Ichigo had been standing a while ago. After a while he closed his golden in black eyes, only to reopen them again and gaze up at the sideways blue sky, giving it a weak smile, and whispering:

"Really...yer so cold with me..."


Ichigo groaned and glared at his noisy alarm.

Still glaring at it, he reached his arm out, turning it off. Ichigo sat up and slid his legs off of the bed. Dodging one of his dad's random attacks, he stood up and walked out of the room.

After brushing his teeth, Ichigo walked in his room again to put on his school uniform and grab his school handbag. Once that was done, he blocked another attack from his maniac father, walked down the stairs, and walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning Ichi-nii! Breakfast is almost ready!" Yuzu beamed cheerfully at Ichigo.

"Morning Yuzu." Ichigo replied with a smile and sat down in a chair.

Karin walked in and sat down on another chair across Ichigo. "'morning." She mumbled.

"Good morning Karin-chan!" Yuzu replied while setting the plates and serving the juice.

Isshin burst in and well...another dodged attack. Ichigo got pissed at his dad's persistence and started kicking him. Karin joined in just for fun and Yuzu tried to stop them.

After finishing breakfast Ichigo grabbed his bag and headed to school, meeting with his friends on the way. They didn't talk about anything in particular. Rukia and Inoue talked about girls stuff, Ishida was reading, Chad was being...Chad, Keigo talking about random things to nobody in particular, Mizuiro on his cell phone, and Renji only walked in silence beside Ichigo.

After entering the class room, all of them walked to their respective seats. Ichigo flopped down on his and just gazed out the window until the teacher appeared and the class started. Ichigo looked like he was paying attention to the class but his mind was blank, and he was bored. Eventually lunch period came, the group rose on from their seats, and went to the rooftop to eat. Ichigo sat leaning against the rail and the others sat on a half-circle around him.

The day was passing too slowly for Ichigo's taste and he was completely bored. He didn't have any topic to talk about with his friends and they were too engaged with the things they were doing. After finishing his lunch Ichigo stood up, leaned against the railing and stared at the people wandering in the schoolyard. There were some groups of guys playing around, some couples and some lonely nerds.

Boredom got the better of Ichigo and he decided on going to his inner world. He closed his eyes and reopened them once he knew he was there. He looked around and spotted the pole Zangetsu loved to climb on, but didn't find his white duplicate. He didn't search though and just sat leaning against a wall, deciding to take a nap until it was time for the next class. Letting out a deep sigh he closed his eyes and almost instantly fell asleep.

The white hollow was wandering around the messed up world, doing nothing in particular when he sensed his King's presence. He immediately shunpoed to the place, smiling from ear to ear like a child, happy that his King came without him having to call. The hollow came to a halt near the pole and frantically looked around, searching for his King. His smile became bigger when he saw Ichigo leaning against the wall sleeping. The hollow slowly came near, with caution to not wake him up. He crouched down and slowly crawled in between Ichigo's open legs. The hollow still had the smile in his face while he inspected Ichigo's own face. Bringing up his hand, he lightly touched Ichigo's eye lids, carefully so as not wake him. He then slid his hand down to Ichigo's cheeks and finally to his lips. Completely delighted that Ichigo didn't wake, he brought his face near and risked something more bold; a kiss.

He slowly moved his lips against Ichigo's and to his surprise, he answered to it. Completely terrified, he stopped and looked at his King's face, making sure he was still asleep. Ichigo's scowl had deepened but otherwise his breathing was even and his eyes were closed. When he let out a relieved sigh he noticed a tingling feeling on his lips and he found himself wanting more of it. Leaning forward again, he locked his lips on Ichigo's and slowly moved, taking in the feeling of his King's lips.

And again, to his delight, Ichigo returned it.

However, his eyes widened in shock when he felt his King's fingers tangle on his white locks and pull him to deepen the kiss. He panicked not sure anymore if his King was asleep or not. Or maybe this was what you call unconscious bodily reactions? The hollow panic instantly started to fade when a tongue invaded his mouth and tangled with his own. He couldn't help but moan and pull his body closer to Ichigo's.

Eventually they parted with a gasp for air. As soon as the hollow got enough, he looked at his King's state; with his lips slightly parted, breath coming in short little pants and scowl still in place. The hollow wasn't any different; only that he had a blush on his pale cheeks.

After gazing for a while at his handsome King, he decided that taking a nap wouldn't harm anyone and so, he sat down in between his Kings legs, snuggling on the crook of his neck with Ichigo's hand resting on his thigh.


Outside Ichigo's world, his friends talked like they were five minutes ago. However, the conversation catching our attention right now is of the girls; Rukia and Inoue.

"...-And that's why...I like him..."

"Are you going to confess?" Rukia asked a bit too excited.

Inoue blushed. "I don't think he-"

"Oh come on! He even had gone to save you! Of course he likes you back!" Rukia scoffed.

"But he had done that for you too..." She answered a bit cowardly.

"Yeah, but in my case it's different. I'm like a big sister to him." Rukia said with her arms folded.

Inoue started fidgeting and was about to answer back when the bell rang, signaling the start of the next class. Everybody groaned and stood up, walking towards the stairs to get off of the roof, except for Ichigo, who was still sleeping.

Renji noticed that Ichigo didn't move from his spot on the railing. "Hey Ichigo, next class is gonna start." He said while patting him on the shoulder. He became a little worried when there was no response.

"Ichi-...Ichigo!" Renji panicked and looked back and called the first one he spotted, "Oi Rukia! Ichigo isn't answering!" Rukia scowled and instantly was on his side, calling for Ichigo.

"Ichigo? Ichigo!" She shook his shoulder frantically, in hope that he would answer. But when she saw that Renji was holding him up or else he would have fallen to the ground after slipping from the railing, she became even more worried.


Inside the sideways inner world, Ichigo blinked a couple times, waking up. He brought his hand up and brushed his bangs off his eyes. With this movement, Ichigo froze.

He felt more cold and heavier than normal. Looking down, Ichigo could only see a ball of white curled up on him. White...

Ichigo deadpanned.

What…

The...

Hell...?


Ichigo: Damn.

BN998: What?

Ichigo: I'm hot.

BN998: *blink* ohhhhhh~~ *grab Shiro*

Shiro: *look up* What...are ya doin'?

BN998: *evil grin* Ichi, here, *throw Shiro at Ichi* he'll help ya with yer problem.

Ichigo: *looks at Shiro*

Shiro: ...eh?

Ichigo: *evil grin* Thanks L. *drag Shiro by the collar to some unknown place*

BN998: No problem. Now, YOU! *Point finger* REVIEW!

(Animefreak646: *sob* I feel left out...) (tell me if you want me to continue editing or if i should leave the story alone...) (p.s. if the comment is about the story itself i can relay the message and send it to BN998 or you can go to the original story and post it...)