A/N: Umm... hi? I guess you could say I'm playing catch up cuz I didn't post anything for like... a really long time. First it was because of a crappy internet connection, then birthdays, and then the rest of life. Well, my muses finally caught up with me and I found my balance again. Anyway, here's some warnings, a disclaimer, and the first chapter of a new story I've started for The weasel is MINE XP...
Warnings: Yaoi, deception, blood, OOC, language, Szayel (he gives some people the creeps so he gets his own warning...), Ichi gets turned into a vampire, and uhh... does biting count?
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach and credit for the story idea goes to The weasel is MINE XP (hope it turned/turns out okay)
Sweet Danger
Late one night Ichigo was passing an alley on his way home when he heard someone crying, he went into the alley to if he could help whoever it was; he came across a little girl. When she heard him approaching she brushed shoulder length pink hair out of her face and looked up at him with damp amber eyes. Ichigo crouched down so they were almost the same height, "What's wrong? Are you lost?" The girl sniffed and nodded, wiping at tear stained cheeks. "Why don't you tell me where you live and I'll walk you home." He offered her a smile he hoped was reassuring and held out his hand.
"O... okay..." She reached out and took his hand, which was when it happened. One moment he was holding the hand of a lost little girl and the next, after things around the girl got a little hazy, he was being hauled up by a man. The man gave him a creepy grin, allowing him to see sharp fangs gleaming in the moonlight. What the fuck...?
"Can't believe he fell for that..." A voice came from the darkness, three more men stepped from the shadows; Ichigo managed to tug himself free. Usually he wouldn't worry about taking on four guys at once but there was something about these guys, something that was telling him to run rather than fight. He pushed past two of the men and made a run for it, hoping to reach the well lit street. Ichigo was almost there when he saw a silver blur from the corner of his eye, felt air rush past him. The next thing he knew one of the guys was in front of him wearing a fox's grin as he spoke, "Don't leave yet, kid. The fun's jus startin'."
The next part happened in a pink and silver blur, literally. Before he could even think the silver and pink haired men were on either side of him, holding his arms in strong hands. He was lifted off his feet and turned to face the other two men. They both had dark brown hair but where one had brown eyes the other had turquoise circled by what Ichigo assumed was purple eyeliner. The former gave him a kind, somewhat fatherly smile while the latter studied him with an impassive expression. He struggled to get free from the iron grips on his arms to no avail. "No need to struggle, Kurosaki Ichigo. It won't hurt too much." Ichigo froze when the stranger said his name. "Hmm? Oh, you must be wondering how I know your name. It's quite simple actually, I've been watching you since you were born." The brown eyed male smiled.
"Watching me? Why?" Ichigo managed to find his voice.
"How else would I be able to observe your development?" The man answered with his head tilted to one side slightly.
"What does that mean?"
"I'll explain that later but right now... I suppose I should introduce my... companions, since you'll be becoming part of the group soon."
"I'm not becoming part of anything with you! And I don't need to know who your friends are!"
The brunette ignored him, gesturing first to the silver haired man, "Ichimaru Gin," then the one with amber eyes who had somehow tricked him earlier, "Szayel Apporo Granz," and lastly he motioned to the other brunette, "This is Muramasa, he's visiting from a nearby town. And I, am Sosuke Aizen; soon to be your master."
"My what? Listen, I have no idea what the hell you're talking about but..." The words remained unsaid as Ichigo froze again, this time it was because the man in charge, Aizen, suddenly gave him a full view of his own fangs and advanced on him looking disappointed.
"I see your father did a poorer job preparing you than I thought... Oh well, it doesn't matter now. Because soon, you'll be mine." Then, suddenly, Aizen was almost pressed against his back, a delicate hand forcing his head to one side and exposing his neck. Next thing Ichigo knew he had fangs in his neck, at some sign from Aizen the other three bit into his shoulder and wrists. 'Fuck... gotta... gotta get away...'
Feeling his life draining away Ichigo opened his mouth; thinking one word over and over, trying to get it out, 'Help... help... help...' until finally he manage in a weak, shaky voice. "Help..."
Urahara Kisuke had stayed late at the college to grade papers and was on his way to his candy shop which doubled as his home when he caught Sosuke Aizen's scent, the smell of blood and fear also hung thickly in the air. He told himself that it was none of his business but then he caught the faint yet familiar scent of one of his students. An image of a cocky orange haired first year came to mind, his name was Kurosaki Ichigo. The kid was strong willed and stubborn and very protective of his friends. Urahara had found himself staring into deep brown eyes more than once while in the middle of teaching; fortunately, or unfortunately, the teen never seemed to notice. Suddenly it was his problem.
He reached the source of the smells in a matter of seconds, eyes gleaming red, fangs extended, and barely holding back the urge to leap at the other four vampires, two of them were holding the limp teen up, Aizen was poised to turn him, and the fourth was standing back watching and still had some blood at the corner of his mouth. All four turned to face Kisuke who hid behind a smile that was mostly fang, he could almost see them weighing their options. He knew he could take Gin and maybe Aizen but the other two were strangers to him; the thought flashed through his mind, but before he could contemplate it for very long Aizen smirked and disappeared into the night with all three of his followers close behind. Kisuke strained his senses, wondering if he would be attacked from the shadows but they were gone; he hurried to the teen now lying on the ground unconscious.
Pressing his fingers to the uninjured side of Ichigo's neck, he felt a very week pulse. "Too much..." He muttered to himself, he had stopped Aizen from turning the teen but now he had to decide whether to let the kid die or turn him himself. It wasn't much of a choice, how could he watch one of his students die? Because of the fact that he had started to fall for this particular student made the choice that much harder. With that thought in mind, Kisuke did one of the most selfish things he'd ever done in his long life and, at the moment, he didn't care.
"I'm sorry, Ichigo, so sorry…" Cradling the teen in one arm, he used his fangs to open the wrist of the other; his blood flowed freely from the wound, over Ichigo's lips, and into his mouth. After a few moments the teen latched onto Kisuke's arm, his eyes opening to shine red in the darkness. Almost two minutes later the teen was once again unconscious, Urahara scooped Ichigo up and started for the teen's house.
"What have you done?" It wasn't the question the blonde had expected when Isshin Kurosaki had answered the door.
"I..." The words stuck in his throat, he swallowed and tried again; "I couldn't watch him die..." The other man all but snatched Ichigo from Kisuke's arms.
"You have no idea what you've done... no idea at all." The black haired man moved to close the door.
"Then tell me Isshin. Our friendship may be strained but it has to count for something, doesn't it?" Isshin remained quiet, "I guess that's my answer?" The other kept his eyes on his son. Kisuke turned and left, "I'm sorry, Isshin." Isshin closed the door and leaned against it for a moment.
"No, I'm the one that's sorry..."
Chapter 1 end.
A/N: I'll be posting chapter two in a week or two. Just so you know, I'm not counting Thanksgiving because I have a family thing all day. As long as you're here why don't you leave a review? Please? I'd really appreciate it.