Bleach: Under New Management Ch. 02

Chapter 02 – The First Day

Under New Management

Now—

"Ah, this is just perfect!" Rangiku stretched her arms out to the clear skies. "We get to do whatever we want for a good week on the beach!" She looked around, seeing all the hot males roaming around. "Oh, there's a lot of cuties here. Is everyone here is participating in the weird sporting event that Yamamoto-Soutaichou was talking about? That's amazing!" She looked at everyone walking around or playing some sort of activity. There lost of crowds, and plenty of fun things that they all could find themselves doing.

"Rangiku-san," the Strawberry called softly as he made his way off the bus that Urahara Kisuke provided. "Please take your belongings and head to the hotel before you start fooling around." He walked to the side of the bus and collected his belongs respectfully. "Everyone goes to the front desk to figure out what room you'll have. No one is getting their own room, so don't complain, either." With that, he left.

"I find it annoying that we were put under his command." Kurotsuchi Mayuri hissed unhappily before looking to his created daughter. "Nemu, grab my belongings and follow me." He left to follow Ichigo.
"My, my, that's a scary sight." Kyouraku Shunsui tipped his hat over his eyes. "To see Kurotsuchi-Taichou go and follow Ichigo-kun so obediently…" He chuckled. "Nanao-chan, be a sweetie and grab all my—"
His sweet Ise Nanao kindly threw a suitcase at his face, scoffing at his laidback attitude. "Carry them yourself!" She grabbed her bags and snorted in victory before following the two. "Lazy old man…"
"Oh… are you alright, Kyouraku?" Ukitake Juushirou chuckled at the fiery event. "Looks like you can't always have it your way, huh?" His attention went to his third seats. "Can you please take my luggage—"

"Yes sir!" Kotetsu Kiyone and Kotsubaki Sentarou called out in unison before glaring at one another.

Juushirou and Shunsui laughed nervously at this until Kuchiki Byakuya grabbed his own belongings with his own two noble hands before following the three obediently. Unohana Retsu, Soi Fon, Hirako Shinji, Outoribashi Rose, and Muguruma Kensei did the same thing by taking their own belongings to carry toward the large hotel that was the beach, half a kilometer away from where the sporting tournaments would be taking place. The two captains stopped goofing around and gathered what they could in order to join the large group of followers, which became even bigger when all of the lieutenants began to do the same thing. Toushirou sighed at the ridiculous Shinigami that were obeying Ichigo's words; maybe he should have stayed behind in Soul Society in order to have a real vacation away from Rangiku…

"This is my first time going on vacation with Kurosaki-kun!" Momo cheered as she leaped proudly out of the bus. Then pointed at the busty lieutenant as if she were now her enemy. "And I'm going to get him to kiss me before he kisses you, Rangiku-san!" Hearing this suddenly made Toushirou glad he was here.
"Hah! You? You have nothing appealing toward Ichigo! You have no boobs!" Rangiku scoffed as she gave her large breast a good caressing. "Observe the amount of flesh I'm showing, it's enough to let Ichigo know that I want him." She wore a bikini top that was almost nothing but strings. "Besides I have a—"
"I have a plan to make sure that Kurosaki-kun will pay more attention to me than you, and I have a better advantage over you because of it!" The fruit huffed in her little tank top and short shorts. "I swear that I'll have Kurosaki-kun fall in love with me!" Tears erupted, and she ran away. "Wah! Kurosaki-kun!"

"A-Ah! That's cheating!" Rangiku screeched at the foul play as she grabbed her things and chased her.

The Captain of the Tenth Squad watched in horror as the two females ran all the way to the front of the large group, both clinging to the Strawberry that neared the hotel. He watched as they took his things for him as a nice gesture; Toushirou mentally commented that they looked like escort that wanted to get into a man's pants. Hoping that his comment would not become a reality, he gathered all what luggage was his before following the large amount of Shinigami that were on this week-long vacation. Already, though, the hot summer rays were starting to beat down on his small form in order to irritate him more than what was necessary to rile him up and place him in a bad mood.

"What the Hell have I got myself into?"

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"Hisagi-san!" Ichigo called, bouncing the volleyball up in the air for the respectful lieutenant.
"Ah!" Hisagi Shuuhei came running over and spiking it hard over the net, making a point. "Yes!"
Rangiku pouted at the score against the female Shinigami. "That was cruel of you, Shuuhei."
"Yeah! I almost got hit!" Kiyone whined as she placed her fingers through the net. "It's just practice!"
"S-Sorry…" He swallowed nervously; never did he want to get on a woman's bad side. "I-I'll be—"
"Aw… it's so hot out here." Rangiku whined to distract him as she slowly placed her hair up in a ponytail.

It was a technique that worked instantly, "Hisagi!" Ichigo snapped at him, breaking him out of his trance.

"There's no use in manipulating the boys with Kurosaki here." Soi Fon warned her team as she tossed the ball back to the boys. "Just don't let… Kuro…sa…" She stared as the Strawberry pulled of his tank top.

"It's getting hot out here," Ichigo stated as he revealed the glistening sweat on his well-muscled body that had a few hints of battle scars on his body. It was enough to get all the girls to stop and stare. "Hey Renji, it's your turn to serve." Truth be told, Ichigo knew that talking his shirt off would be a distraction.

"Yosh!" Abarai Renji jumped up and fired the ball, breaking the girls from their thoughts.
"I got it!" Kuchiki Rukia hurried over and bounced the ball  up for a jump set. "Kurotsuchi-Fukutaichou!"
"Roger." Kurotsuchi Nemu ran over, jumped up in the air, and spiked the ball hard into the center.
Ichigo immediately coordinated the boys to deflect. "Iba-san, rebound! Kensei, set high! Ikkaku, lift!" "Yosh!" The three called out as they all went into action as Ichigo skid into the sand to bop the ball up.

Iba Tetsuzaemon saw the poor save from the rocket spike and bounced it backwards with his forearms in Kensei's direction gracefully to make it easier for him to set up a perfect strike. Kensei decided to use his forearms to set it up high enough in the air to give everyone else on the team enough time to react to the high shoot. Madarame Ikkaku came running over to Ichigo whom was up kneeling in the sand with his hands prepared for his foot to jump up, and was catapulted into the air to smack the ball. It came spiraling down into the women's side of the court where Soi Fon blocked the hit, passed it to Rukia to bounce in the air. Shuuhei and Renji were prepared for the shy hit from Kotetsu Isane, but they were both distracted from Nanao screaming as Rangiku began groping her padded breasts. Both blushed as Isane struck the ball and smacked Shuuhei in the face, knocking him unconscious with a bloody nose.

Ichigo glared at the perverted lieutenant on the sand before having to run over and chase the volleyball that bumped into a teenage girl. "Sorry! Can you pass the ball!" He flagged the girl with the luggage, only to watch the girl kick the ball towards his face, but he shifted his head to the side before looking to see that it impaled Renji in the face. His brown hues turned to the girl with her medium brown-colored hair and her unwavering matching eyes, "nice shot…" She glared at him; as if it was a sin that he was complementing her. This time, he flashed her a big grin. "I'm Kurosaki Ichigo, I bet you're in the events."

"I'm not interested." The girl quickly turned hot on her heels to the hotel to hide a blush from his gaze.

He scratched his head curiously at the rude girl, but shrugged carelessly before returning to the game, only to see two players on his team out cold. Oh well, he was ready for a break anyway; Ichigo called it quits for the day before heading over to the shack to see Toushirou next to the air conditioner while eating some watermelon to keep himself cool and out of the sun. Ichigo walked to the counter and asked for a chocolate-dipped ice cream cone before coming over and joining the captain.

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"Kay Hinamori, you're turn." Rangiku smiled in delight wither her hands pressed up against her bosoms.

Momo smiled with the same amount of excitement as she spun the empty beer bottle around with high hopes that it would land on the man sitting almost directly across from her. It was a menacing game of truth or dare—the version where adults would play; giving everyone three passes… but you have to sleep with the person that you use your last pass on. Already, Ayasegawa Yumichika was naked, Ikkaku was wearing makeup, Rangiku was in bondage suit that could not contain her breasts size, and Shuuhei was out cold from blood loss. The ones that were not suffering severe scarring was Momo sitting in her garments, Ichigo without shoes due to a tickle-fest with feathers, a drunk Kira Izuru wearing a cat outfit, and Renji sporting on a very sexy school-girl's uniform with a short skirt. Anyone who passed in this round, would lose and end up sleeping with the person that was in charge of the victim's fate.

No one really knew, though, that Toushirou had been watching the game for past couple of minutes

The bottle landed on its candidate; Kurosaki Ichigo.

"Yay!" Momo shot her arms in the air, causing her nearly non-existent breasts to jiggle. "Kurosaki-kun, truth or dare!" She had been waiting for this moment. Rangiku and her had this planned from the start.
It took a moment for the Strawberry to think about his answer. He did not want to do something stupid, but he did not want to answer any questions that could lead him into trouble. Ichigo sighed, "Dare."
"I dare you to go in that closet for ten minutes, and make-out with whoever the bottle spins on next!" She pointed to the nearest closet to their circle of players, waving her hand with much enthusiasm.
Well, with the group that was playing, there were no real worries, "fine." His callused hand grabbed the bottle, spinning it within their circle to find out who his lucky partner was going to be for some loving.

The bottle landed between Ikkaku and Yumichika.

"Threesome!" Yumichika squealed happily in a drunken tone. "I call the bottom half—"
Ikkaku smacked him. "It's not on you, it's not on me." He pointed behind them. "He has to spin again!"
Renji coincidentally looked to where the shaved-headed man pointed, and saw . "H-Hitsugaya-Taichou?"
Everyone turned to see the little man crossing his arms, glaring at them. Rangiku laughed. "Taichou!"
"Aw… I wanted to make-out with Kurosaki-kun!" Momo pretended to cry. "Shirou-chan gets him first!"
Toushirou did not like where their minds were going. "I'm not going anywhere with Kurosaki, Idiots."

"Pass," the Strawberry stood up and began walking away.

"If ya's pass—hic… ya go sleep wit—hic, Hinamori—hic-kun." Izuru fell flat on his face. Ichigo froze.
"That's right! It's your last pass!" Rangiku grinned. "Make-out with Taichou or sleep with Hinamori!"
Momo clasped her hands together happily. "I'll be a good girl in bed, I promise, Kurosaki-kun!"

This forced the man to think about things carefully before turning around and going to Toushirou. "You heard the task, right?" The captain glared viscously. "If I don't make-out out with you, which means to kiss passionately, I have to sleep with Hinamori." Ichigo dreaded the answer. "The option is yours."
Toushirou glanced at the others that were staring at them, and took note in Ichigo's quiet voice. He answered just as quietly. "I don't want to even touch you. If you have to sleep in the same bed as her, fine. However, be sure to keep your hands to yourself, Kurosaki, or there will be dire consequences."
It surprised the carrot top that the captain did not understand the slang term, but whispered quietly to explain. "To 'sleep with,' means to have sex." Turquoise hues widened for a split second before forcing his usual scowl to return. "In other words, I kiss you for the ten minutes in the closet, or I have sex w—"
"Get in the damn closet." He grumbled lowly as he shoved past him to enter the closet. Ichigo followed him inside obediently, and cringed as Toushirou slammed the door. This accidentally jammed the door; locking them in without them knowing it, yet. "We'll wait it out the ten minutes, stay away from me."
"I can't do that, Toushirou. It's against the rules of the game, and I vowed to never break rules unless it was absolutely necessary." Hearing the captain growl meant that there was a blind glare in his direction through the darkness of the closet. "If you would like to back out, I can understand. I asked for your—"

"I know you asked Kurosaki, but that's not the point! Why me! And if not me, why Hinamori!"
"It's… just the way it happened." Ichigo frowned, remaining calm. "There's nothing I can do about it."
"We can stand here on opposite sides of this already crowded storage room, and I lie for you, done."
"If I don't obey the rules, who will?" He whispered sorely before trying to open the door. "What the…"
"What now?" The captain could hear him jiggling the door, but it was not opening. "You're joking…"
"Hey, one of you open this door!" His temper started to rise, but he simmered down… keeping in check.
"Eh?" Ikkaku came over and checked the door. "Hitsugaya-Taichou must've jammed it… I'll break it d—"
"You're not breaking anything, go get the hotel manager." Ichigo heard the entire group get up to obey.

"This is your fault, Kurosaki." Toushirou seethed. "If you weren't playing this stupid game—"

"At least I'm playing and having a good time as opposed to what you're doing." He was tired of being blamed for an accident. Ichigo may have chosen the dare, but did not say what the dare was or have the power over whom the bottle chose. It was his choice to accept or pass, but he was at a loss regardless. "I see you just sitting around acting like your better than the world. You hate the heat, I get that. You hate me, I understand that too. But constantly lashing out and accusing me for everything that doesn't go your way, isn't fair." There was always a limit for trying to be nice; Ichigo's limit was running thin. "If the bottle landed on Ikkaku or Yumichika, I wouldn't have thought twice. However, the bottle landed on you because you just happened to be there, watching us play. You heard me reject, but you heard the what the cost of passing was. That's why I came up to you and asked you what you were okay with."

"T-That makes no difference." The captain tried not to falter at Ichigo's lecture, but he was too stunned.
Inhaling through his nose, he exhaled to vent as he said the worst possible thing. "Grow up already."
"What did you say?" His reiatsu began to flow around him, making the room cold. "Say it again."

"Grow… up." Ichigo blindly walked forth and pinned the captain against the hanging coats, shifting them against the wall. Sensing a punch, he caught Toushirou's wrist and placed it in the air. Another came flying through the dark, and he caught it to place in the air too. This caused the captain to thrash and demand to be released. "All you had to do, was act like an adult and say 'no' to me. I could've found a way out, but no, you agreed and thought you could be a child by lying about it—lying to Hinamori!" It was all it took to stop the kicking little man; he finally would hear him out. "Even if I slept with her, I would've been respectful, and gentle. I am not Aizen." Ichigo sighed and whispered. "I am not Kusaka."

"You bastard…" It was obvious that the carrot top learned something. "What do you know!"

"I know that you're worried about me betraying you, which is why you want to give me a hard time. But by doing so, though, you hurt those around you," he felt the little man stop fighting completely, so he released him to feel the pair of arms fall to Toushirou's sides like dead weight. "The more you push, the more I'll pull." Ichigo leaned forward slowly, grinding himself up against you. "I'm not asking for sex, just a few kisses." His words hit the captain dead on. "Regardless of your faults, I want to be your friend."

"You son of a bitch—how do you—nh!" Ichigo pressed up against his sensitive male organ. "S-Stop…"

"Look up and close your eyes." He whispered softly, earning two slender hands to grasp his shirt to fight back. His face turned, and softly kissed the captain's cheek. Lips met a closed eyelid before trailing down to a pair of twitching lips. "Relax," Ichigo cooed before kissing his lips lightly in teasing manner. "I'm not going to tell anyone about your secrets." Just as Toushirou was about to fight him, Ichigo's leg pressed in a little more. Arousal struck hard against his will as he let out a sharp gasp, followed by a moan until his mouth was sealed in a more passionate kiss. Ichigo pulled away entirely. "Was that so bad? The kiss."

Toushirou panted raggedly, "I—"

The door opened to reveal bright lights and many concerned people. In a blink of an eye, Toushirou punched Ichigo in the face, wiped his mouth clean from the saliva, and stormed away. Ichigo hissed and cursed under his breath for not seeing that coming, but he deserved it for riling up the little captain. All the Shinigami looked at him with a grin, asking him if the door was jammed on purpose, but Ichigo gave the group a good scowl before he followed the angered captain. After all… they were sharing the room.