No matter how bad things get, our two hearts that are connected will never change.

The love you and I have for each other will continue. Whether it's suffering or happiness, I want you to know.

Dearest, I love you the most.

Ichigo:

I love you no matter what. Our love will not change.

Urahara:

Me too No matter the suffering or happiness, as long as I am still breathing, I will love you forever.

Ichigo//Urahara:

My dearest/I

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 Chimpanzé

Thump! Push!!

The body of the huge monster fell to the ground and its remains disappeared bit by bit. The large spirit slashing sword fell from his hand and his unbalanced body slowly fell. The exhaustion and severe injuries from the wounds from the collision between him and the monster were more serious than expected. The orange-haired figure thought that he would not survive. He slowly closed his eyes and waited for his fate.

"You really are, Mr. Kurosaki...Come on, I can't leave you like this." The tall, golden-haired figure stared at the sleeping figure with exhaustion. Warm eyes He let out a sigh and shoved his arm into the crook of the figure's leg and lifted him up before using his blink-stepping technique to disappear from the place where the Hollow had appeared.

Grocery store

"Kisuke-sama...is something wrong with Kurosaki-sama? I'm afraid I'm dying and I need first aid." Tensai, a mercenary with supernatural powers, rushed because the body of the person his master had brought seemed to be quite serious. Urahara Kisuke laid the body down. Down on the soft mattress while using a hand to gently stroke the other person's face, whose eyebrows were tightly pressed together into a knot.

"Hurry up, Mr. Tensai. Mr. Kurosaki probably can't take it anymore." Urahara urged Tensai to get first aid equipment for him quickly. As for the person who was being rushed, he didn't hesitate. He hurried and hid his head in pain and carefully picked up a box of medicine and bandages along with a basin of clean water for his boss to clean up the unconscious person.

"Here it is." Tensai handed the first aid kit to Urahara who was waiting. The young man received the box and began to work on the wounds on her body, step by step, without even asking to lend his hand to help with the wounds this time. His slender eyes stared at the sweet-faced angel of death's face with curiosity. Possessive and worried

These images were almost completely stored in his brain, but Tenzai had to go to work because there were customers coming in to pick out products and preparing to pay. Even though most of them are not ordinary humans.

Urahara dressing Kurosaki's wound Until Ichigo finished, he took everything and put it back in the same place. Then the young man would periodically come and check on his condition. Ichigo woke up again, his bark colored eyes stealing glances around the familiar room. He slowly stood up and looked around for the owner of the room who had sheltered his injuries.

Phlaeng!

“Dammit!” Someone cried out as they looked at their finger that had been cut by a shard of broken glass. It seemed like the sound could be heard outside, causing Urahara, who was sleeping and gasping for air, to rush in to see, wondering what was going on. As he entered, he saw Ichigo's body holding his finger with red blood flowing from his finger.

“Don't just give me trouble to solve, Mr. Kurosaki. I just finished dressing your wounds, and you're really diligent in hurting yourself." He sat down and took Ichigo's finger to look at it. The hem of his shirt was then torn open, and a piece of torn cloth was wrapped around his finger to stop the bleeding.

Some people don't argue back, which is very unusual for the other party... What's wrong with him?

“I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I really don't want it to happen." A clear voice said with a sad expression and a sad face as well. Urahara smiled a little at the apathetic cat, his large hand reaching up to caress Ichigo's head and he smiled a little. "Not at all.

Don't speak in a tone like that, it makes me feel bad too, you know?" Thump said with a gentle smile on his face.

"Um, I know..." Ichigo responded with a red face from embarrassment at his tall figure. Urahara laughed slightly, his fingers lightly brushing against the slim figure's smooth cheeks before kissing her cheeks eagerly. This caused the person whose cheek the kiss had been stolen to turn around and look at him with slightly displeased eyes. But the person being watched didn't feel the slightest bit of remorse, and he was about to attack again.

“Take a break. I'm going to continue working." Urahara said before walking out of the bedroom. Ichigo looked up at the tall figure before lying down. His face was still red and didn't seem to be fading in the slightest. "Then why do we have to be so embarrassed by that guy? He's teasing us. Kurosaki, what's wrong with you?!" he muttered to himself. Ichigo reached up and covered his face to hide his embarrassment.

"Because of you, Urahara Kisuke, you idiot!" Ichigo scolded the person who made him feel embarrassed for fun and left with a smile and a gentle tone. Ichigo decided to close his eyes and forget about what happened just now, but he couldn't do it at all, so he sighed and stared at the beautiful blue perfume next to him. A long arm reached out to pick it up and hugged it. He inhaled the sweet scent and fell asleep in the eyes of someone who was always watching him without leaving his side.

"What have I done to irritate you~ Hahaha!" The store owner laughed a little with amusement after Ichigo fell asleep again. He acted innocently before walking outside his shop. His handsome face looked up and his eyes met the bright blue sky. Then in his head, the figure of an orange-haired god of death appeared in his mind.

If the sun had set, Ichigo's body would probably look no less like a goddess. Because the beauty inherited from mother is more evident than anything. Therefore, it is not surprising that both skin color and hair color look good together and look beautiful when exposed to the sunlight.

"What are you doing Kisuke?" Yoruichi said as she appeared in the form of a black cat. This caused Urahara to snap out of his thoughts and turn his attention to the girl in the cat's form. The young man picked up the cat and sat him on his lap and gently stroked the cat's head before Yoruichi fell asleep and couldn't do anything.

“A little flashback. By the way, do you have anything?” the handsome owner asked as he placed Yoruichi in the cat's body next to him. She shook her head because she was just coming to greet another male friend. “And what about your beloved Ichigo? I heard that you were hit hard by a Hollow. How are you feeling?" And then the cat girl asked about the beautiful figure of the orange-haired person.

“It's nothing major, just a little bit of blood. Thank you for caring about him." Urahara said with a smile. Yoruichi nodded in response. The two talked for a while, and the cat-girl withdrew herself and asked to go off to do her own work, leaving only the store owner sitting and looking around.

At that moment, he felt something touch his shoulder. When he turned to look, he had to smile....

“If I don't sleep with you then I won't be able to sleep. Please lend me your shoulder, Kisuke." Ichigo's head rested softly on Urahara's shoulder as his slender arms gripped the hem of the young man's shirt tightly and he slowly fell asleep. The blonde boy couldn't move for fear that the person who had just fallen asleep just now would wake up. He stroked Ichigo's bright orange hair so many times he couldn't count.

"You're no different from a little kid who doesn't have a body pillow...but even so, you're cute." He complimented the thin body and leaned forward to press a kiss to the thin body's pretty pink lips. "You're someone who likes to take advantage, Kisuke," someone said softly, one bark-colored eye opening. The body that was covered in bandages stood up and straddled the other. Ichigo grabbed Urahara's face and pulled the young man's face closer to him.

"Both like to take chances Cunning, scheming, arrogant, and also lustful. But why....why am I able to love someone like you? That's a question that has no answer. Kisuke, can you tell me why I love you?" Ichigo's words made Urahara almost unable to follow through and ended with a question that he still didn't know the answer to. Just like people think...

That's why he fell in love with this rambunctious, whiny person. For what reason.....or because?

"My heart is demanding it. I'm not sure, but I'm sure that no matter now or ever, I'll still love you just the same, Mr. Kurosaki-Oops!" Urahara answered at that moment, his voice fading away. along with the words that are about to be spoken Ichigo's slender fingers stopped Urahara's words and he lowered his head to whisper softly into the young man's ear.

“Ichigo...isn't Mr. Kurosaki. Learn to say the name of the person you love correctly, Kisuke, you idiot." A clear voice snorted slightly, feeling annoyed. He pulled away and turned away instead. Urahara grabbed the figure's chin so that it was facing him. He moved his own face closer to Ichigo's. It was as if the two of them collided before Urahara was the one to gently and slowly crush his lips in order to absorb the sweet, soft, and gentle taste of the figure in front of him.

"Mmm...." A sweet, clear moan escaped the ears as their tongues intertwined until they couldn't tell which one belonged to whom. The kiss was gentle and passionate for a long time. When he felt that he was starting to have no air to breathe, his small hand pounded his strong chest as a signal to let him go, but this tall figure refused to let go. Urahara repeatedly kissed the full mouth several times until it was swollen and slowly separated, with a look of regret on his face.

"Haha! Haha! Ha... I can barely breathe. What the hell are you doing here, Kisuke, you perverted old boss?!" Ichigo gasped heavily as he ran out of air and raised his foot to kick the other's chest until his body rolled down. Go lie on the ground Her pretty face had a slight hint of irritation and dissatisfaction, and in her hand was a large ghost sword, ready to cut the throat of this idiot who was destroying his atmosphere and was about to completely ruin the romance.

"W-Wait a minute, Mr. Kurosaki. Ahh!!!" Before Urahara could finish speaking, someone was already chasing him around the grocery store. Tenzai and two other children in the shop looked at the couple with fed up expressions on their faces.

Unbeknownst to him, beneath that annoyed face, Ichigo was hiding a smile....it was a very happy smile.

date

x/xx/xxxx

"Mr. Tenzaikisuke, is that guy still sleeping?" Ichigo asked the employee at Urahara's shop who was watering the plants with a steady expression on his face. Tensai turned to look at the questioner with a smile and nodded as he pointed his finger towards the inside of the store. "The boss is right there. Oh, I see you are complaining a lot about Lord Kurosaki. Please help get him to stop complaining."

Tensai's words caused some of his face to turn red. Ichigo nodded and walked towards the inside of the shop where a tall, slender figure was lying comfortably, showing off his broad chest.

"Hey! I came to see you. Is this how you greet me, you idiot?" Ichigo really felt like he wanted to kick this reckless person who spent all day lying around like a dried fish. Urahara glanced at the thin body and yawned. He reached out and pulled the thin waist down to lie against the tree in front of the store without even thinking of listening to Ichigo's complaints.

"So? Next time, I'll welcome you very well....but right now I'm very sleepy, so I'd like to get some sleep." A tired voice came out as the young man's embrace tightened on his thin body. The heavy eyelids slowly closed and the tall figure's steady breathing indicated that he had fallen asleep.

But the person in his arms right now doesn't even have the slightest desire to sleep. He's uncomfortable and embarrassed as hell. Why does he have to sleep as a pillow for this guy to hug? Thinking about it makes me want to bang my head on the pillar in front of the shop. I really shouldn't have thought of it and came looking for it. Damn it!

Ichigo stared at his beloved's sleeping face and sighed. He must have looked as tired as he said. Having to go and handle reports on various matters in Karakura City with the head of one of the units, going back and forth to Society, he must not have the energy to stay awake if he plays like this.

But because this thing had done this to him, how could he not know everything that had happened, including the unexpected help of Rukia and Renji that appeared? Coming out when he was in danger was all Urahara's. This guy always secretly followed him, whether he was studying or not studying or when he was home and working. Everywhere there must be this one watching over him for safety.

“You really are Kisuke….telling other people not to make trouble to worry about you when you are doing the same. You're so obsessive that I can't help but worry, you know that, you idiot?" Ichigo muttered as he gently pulled the man's nose in annoyance. Even though I actually told him myself, I came back and did it myself, is that worth it?

But even then, Urahara would never make him worry too much because the other person would know how much he cared about him. Therefore, when doing risky work, the young man would often come back without any wounds, unlike him who only had wounds all over his body and was drenched in red blood all over his black hagame.

"However, I still love you," Ichigo continued, his face coloring slightly. The figure buried his head in his broad chest and slowly closed his eyes, finally falling asleep. "Me too....I love you too, Mr. Kurosaki," Urahara said as the body fell asleep. He hugged the little person as if he was afraid that when he woke up, the body of the person he was hugging would disappear. leave him like that

The young man gently kissed the small man's forehead and continued to sleep tiredly, with one large hand gently stroking the thin body's orange hair and the remaining strong arm holding the thin waist. Let's talk together. Even though they were both tired and exhausted when they returned from work, there was always someone there who smiled when they welcomed them or who scolded them.

It's still better than coming back and no one is interested or caring, right?.....Hmm?

END.

The ending was confusing haha. Wright himself doesn't know how to continue. Don't scold him, he's afraid.>

O<

Hehe, this couple also has a sweet and innocent love. Sigh. Who can compare to Ichi? I'm really impressed. Does everyone think like Wright? Well, let's take a look at one more picture before we say goodbye. ^_^

This picture really matches the ending scene. Oh, it adds even more fun!>

W<

Goodbye and see you in the next fic. Sayonara^_^

 Chimpanzé