Author's note: Here is yet another IchiHitsu yaoi fanfiction!!! Yay!!!

“Aaaahhhhhh!!”

Ichigo yelled at the top of his lungs. The whole of Seireitei shook like an earthquake. Even Zaraki Kenpachi was shaken up and Kuchiki Byakuya stood wide eyed at the anger in the strawberry’s voice. Oh damn. Ichigo is pissed.

“DAMN HIM!!”

“..calm down Ichi….please..?”

Ichigo’s voice was so loud and...loud that it was able to surprise, and maybe even scare, Hitsugaya Toushirou himself. He stood next to the flaming carrot-top who looked ready to explode.

“OKAY! I’LL CALM DOWN!...But first you have to tell me...WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!?”

FLASH

“Toushirou!” Ichigo walked into tenth division office

“Hey Ichi-hic-Ichi-hic- hi you!” A drunk Matsumoto greeted the now confused strawberry.

“What is going on in there?” He walked further inside the room looking for his little Toushi and he found him, only doing the one thing he had hoped never to see.

“What the-Renji!?”

The room was filled with drunk idiots but the biggest idiot in question was laying on top of Toushirou, trying to kiss him. That was enough to piss Ichigo off, but when he succeeded all hell broke loose.

“Renji! Get the hell off of him!” Renji looked up just in time to catch the sight of Ichigo’s punching him in the face and knocking him off the boy.

“…I-Ichigo?” He did not hear his name being called. He was too busy kicking Renji’s ass, literally. He kicked Renji in his back side, sending him flying out the door.

“…uh…Ichi..?”

“Toushirou...WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!?”

FLASH

“..well?” Ichigo’s yell cleared the room quick as hell. Not even Matsumoto, in all her drunken glory, stayed behind.

“...we were...uh..we..." Toushirou struggled to remember. Ichigo watched him with one eyebrow raised. It was not like Toushirou to not have an answer to a simple question. And you would have thought he would have complained about Ichigo calling him ‘Toushirou’ by now. Ichigo thought about this and came to a shocking revelation.

“Toushirou…did you drink?”

“N-no! Matsu-hic-Matsu-hic-Matsu-hic...big boobs gave me some tea. But it tasted really funny...”

Ichigo took a minute and checked his little Toushi out for the first time since he got there. He had his arms crossed with and a pout was apparent on his face, along with the kind of pink blush you only get from drinking a lot of sake. When Ichigo zoomed in and looked him in the eyes, he burst out in laughter. What a big give away.

“Toushirou, you’re drunk.”

“Heheheheh...I'm..hehe..not!...heh” Ichigo rolled his eyes.

“Can you tell me what happened you drunkard?”

“..um…there was spin the bottle? And I was stuck kissing the dude with Choppy stick eyebrows.”

Well at least he got an answer..I think. He put his hands on his hips and stared at Toushirou, who proceeded to do the same, only with one eye closed and a childish pout on his face.

“Toushirou..” He sighed and gave up.

“Yay! I win!” Toushirou jumped in the air only to trip when he got back down and fall on his ass.

“Ow..”

“Spin the bottle huh?”

For some reason, Ichigo did not feel anger towards Toushioru anymore. He remembered the last time that crazy blonde forced him to play that game. He and the young taichou were already together and Matsumoto somehow got him to kiss Rukia in front of Toushirou. Ichigo did not feel anything and Toushirou saw that and didn’t get pissed...except at first. But he was understanding, right? So Ichigo's gotta be the same, right?

“Okay Toushirou. I’ll go get ya some coffee or something. But first..” Ichigo shunpo-ed away and left a drunk Toushirou alone in Tenth Division.

Some where else...

“Aah! Ichigo ya bastard!” Renji hung upside down from the roof of the six division building wearing only his undergarments, seeing as his other clothes were being used to keep him tied up in a very uncomfortable position.

“It’s what you get! Ha!” Ichigo laughed and shunpo-ed away.

“..ugh..” Renji struggled to get free “How did he do that?!”

Back at Tenth Division...

“…hehehehehe….” Toushirou giggled in his sleep. Ichigo walked up to the boy, that was napping on the floor, and nudged him with his foot. He rolled over but didn’t wake up.

“Oh damn.” He put the cup of coffee he had in his hand down on Hitsugaya’s desk and picked the boy up. He shook him a little in his arms but he still wouldn’t open his eyes. He laid the boy down on the couch and proceeded to think.

“Hm..heh, I know.” Ichigo walked out and returned a minute later with a bucket of water. He threw on Toushirou and watched the boy squirm and jump off the couch, totally soaked.

“Ah!...who..wha..how?” He looked down at his wet shihakusho and frowned.

“Whatcha do that for?” He frowned some more and stared at Ichigo, who was laughing his ass off.

“I got ya some coffee.”

“So?” He took off his wet shirt and dropped it on the floor. His pants were not hit bad, but his hair was soaking wet and hanging off his head.

“..water cold..” He walked over to his desk and sat down. Ichigo had left to Toushirou a towel to dry off with but came back and was shocked to see Toushirou drinking a bottle of sake.

“Hey-hic-Ichigo! Sake is goooooooooddddddddddd.” Ichigo quickly scanned the room. There was no one there or no one hiding in there at least. He was only gone for about a minute.

“..sa-ke..”

“..h-how..?”