Three's a Crowd
Directed by R.S.W.D.W.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Manga/Aname Bleach in any way or form. Cuz I can
Guarantee all the fan-girls out there would hate me for all eternity.
SUMMERY: Hichigo succeeds in lulling Ichigo into a comatose state so he can take over
But Ichigos self conscience creates something new for him to contend with.
Hichigo: Do we need all da stuff ta start a freaking story?
R.S.W.D.W.: Yep.
Hichigo: wa'ever jus get ta da story already.
R.S.W.D.W.: Patience boy.
Hichigo: Screw that! Get on with it!
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Chapter 1
Three years after the war with Aizen, everyone had managed to fall into a normal routine, well as normal for them as possible anyway. Three years gave Hichigo all the time he needed, not that he had anyplace to be or anything to do, to bend and manipulate Ichigo.
At night when the 19 year old sleep he'd whisper to his king reminding his unconscious conscience of all the people he hurt, killed and disappointed.
After three years of constant unconscious reminder Ichigo had fallen into a deep hole of depression barley holding onto the ever crumbling edge.
Ichigo became detached from his friends and family, those he worked so hard to protect he now shoved away to protect them from him. His self conscience ached every fiber of his being screaming for attention, to inform the young man he was mistaken.
One night the edge of the hole gave way he could just faintly hear the hollow Hichigo cooing to him… "It'll be ok, King. Just sleep now, k." The farther into the dark abyss he fell the deeper asleep he could feel himself falling into.
Attempting to struggle yet surcoming to the pull of an eternal slumber. Deep inside his soul and hart a fiery flash tore throw the darkness and dissipated. Ichigo had now slept into a comatose state. "YES!" The hollow elated victoriously jumping and howling. "Hell ya! S'bought time! Now Kings body 'en power's all mine." 'Hummm I wouldn't say that per say.' Hichigo, arms in the air in triumph, froze in place.
'Besides Ichi-sama can wake up at anytime.' The voice echoed cooingly as Hichigo adapted a strait position with his arms to his side's choosing not to turn and face the…intruder? Cores is an intruder no one ells 'er 'sides me an da liven rock. He thinks to himself. "Really ya think so hu?"
He grins mischiefly "An' who 'er you 'sposed ta be an where d'ja come from?" He demanded, 'Humm, where did I come from and who am I. well that is an intriguing question isn't it. The voice behind him gleamed then continued. 'To answer the from I am from Ichi-sama's wanton desire to continue protecting his family and friends. His soul and hart birthed me to meet this need. Now to answer the who, I am his Hart, his Light, his Joy, his Happiness, his Compassion, his Admiration, his Intellect, his Love and his Lust.'
LUST! My god did it just say LUST!? Hichigo asks himself slouching over with an eyebrow twitching. 'Does that answer your questions for you Hichi-kun?' growling he responds with a mildly bored tone. "Gezz t'was an awful long winded answer." His trademark insane grin now plastered to his face, he turns to face off with the newest Ichigo look-a-like only to have his smile replaced with confusion.
Before him stood an entity with Kings orange-ish red hair and Kings face but it smiled glowed even, King never smiles. He looked closely at the creature only to be confused farther. "Y…you look like a g…girl! ARE THOSE BREAST!!"
He pointed like a child. 'Yep!' she chimed brightly removing her obi and opening her long haori reviling a completely nude female body. After 30 minutes of a shocked frozen stupor the hollow lashed out. "DON'T DO THAT!! PUT YER CLOSE ON DAM IT!" 'Where's the fun in that?'
She teases closing her haori, its as long as she is tall solid Wight with flames climbing up the sleeves and bottom with a red obi tying it closed the lower half raped round her like a skirt the upper v-ed from the waste to the shoulders. "So….how come yer a girl?" he asked tentively, berating himself mentally for asking. She plasters a glowing innocent-but-ya-right smile on her face and answers.
'My body is a representation of a body to which Ichi-sama lust after. 'sides if Ichi-sama were gay id appear mail.' She gleams happily with her answer. 'is someth'en the mater Hichi-kun? You keep twitching…' "Shut up you! An get lost, kings body s'not big nuff fer you too his power is mine!"
He draws his sword on her prepared to attack, she smiles sweetly at hem and he flash-steeps toward her. She sidesteps out of the way placing a hand on his chest. "ICHIGO!" Yuzu calls for her brother. "Ichigo, breakfast is ready. Are you up?" Isshin pushed past her and opened his sons bedroom door to be meat with an irate alarm clock that has not been silenced yet. Turning the contraption off he then turns and prods his son.
"Ichigo, boy its time to get up!" after no response he yells at the young man shaking him harshly. "Son! Wake up!"
"Dad what's wrong?" Yuzu ask concerned at the now panicking father. Isshin stops and terns to his daughter as the Doctor Isshin takes control. "Hell be fine dear go eat and make sure Karin remembers her school bag ok" He reassures her as he begins examining Ichigo. Humm he has a pulse, so he's not out or dead…he thinks to himself.
Hichigo lying on his back as it arches, his eyes rolled up and lids fluttering, his hands trembling as he scrapes the ground every inch of his body aching but oddly in a good way. His breathing is erratic as he whimpers and growls…or is he purring …with Hichigo its hard to tell.
A burning sensation pooling at his lower extremities as he is forced to endure a sexual sensation against his will, his body refusing to do as he demands all the wile she, the other entity, sits next to him gently rubbing a finger in a figure 8 pattern on his chest as she is lost in concentration to figure out, just how she is to wake her Ichi-sama.
To be brought back to Hichigo writhing under her touch as he moans. Reluctantly giving in to the need he bucks his hips into the air as he shoves his hand down his hakama thrusting up and down quickly on his throbbing erection.
His eyes watering now as he moans out. "I…I…" She leans closer to hear him. "Ichi…go?" A deep voice interrupts as she nearly jumps out of her skin she whorls round instantly on her feet and at Zangetsu's side clasping her hands together.
'Oooo! Zangetsu-kun! Its so nice to meat you up close and personal!' She gleams, Hichigo screaming behind her. "HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" Zangetsu quirks an eyebrow glancing back and forth between the two. "Ahem…I thought you were Ichigo." 'Well close enough really.'
She smiles extending her hand to hem in gesture to shake his. Hichigo dragging himself off the ground with a slight flush on his face, protest's. "Wouldn' do dat if I's you, 'sides I don' wan'sta have ta see the old man all ruptured in pleasure." Zangetsu pulls away before they touch and she terns to look at Hichigo.
'Awa now I wouldn't have done that to 'em.' "And you would be?" He asks her, it was a decent question to ask of course. Its only proper to ask since your name is already know and all. 'I am Ichi-sama's Hart, his Light, his Joy, his Happiness, his Compassion, his Admiration, his Intellect, his Love and his Lust.' Zangetsu quirks an eyebrow at the last one then draws a deep breath as he pinches the bridge of his nose, she's certainly a bright entity.
Then with clarity ask. "And your name is?" She looks at him dumbfounded. "Che' it probably aint got a name." 'Your right Hichi-kun I don't, Ichi-sama hasn't given me one like he has you.' she smiles. "So well jus call ya it tell…ow!" Zangetsu thwacks the hollow on the head. "You're a female representation of Ichigo, though I'm not adequate in naming thing, we'll call you Shichigo." Zangetsu stats solemnly glaring at Hichigo, she looks up with a finger pressed agents her lip then smile after contemplating the name. 'Yes I like it.' Hichigo scratched his head. "Gezz yer as original as king."
"So, he wont wake up?" Urahara asked looking over Ichigos ever slumbering body. "Yes, he had been getting depressed laity and more so these past few weeks. I should have intervened." Urahara pats Isshin's shoulder as the man continues. "I think he's in a coma he's got all the symptoms." Urahara examines him further. "Had any problems with his hollow?"
"No, not yet I had assumed maybe they were at it agene but neither one has surfaced all day." "Humm, well I think it beast to move him to my shoten, just in case his hollow dose come through he'll be safely tucked away from innocent bystanders." Isshin reluctantly agreed and the two moved Ichigos body to Urahara's Shoten and into a make-shift hospital tent. "Oi, was a mater with Ichigo, why's e sleep'en on the job?" Renji asks just coming through the door.
"Aaa, Freeloader! Good u can help look after Ichigo-kun while you're here." Renji Twitches and wines in protest. "WHAT!? Why the hell would I do that? And what's the mater with him anyway?" Urahara frowns "Ho hum. It seams our Ichi-kun has allowed himself to fall into a comma."
"WHAT!" The red-head screams then turns to look at the young soul reaper sleeping away oblivious to the outside world. "Yes that's right he's slipped into a comma and I want to keep a close eye on him. Just in case." "In case his hollow makes a move." Renji finishes for him looking at the teen with heavy eyes.
Urahara and Isshin leave to fetch the remainder of the medical equipment leaving the red-head to look after hem tell they return. Renji walks over to him and sits in a chair left there. "Some mess you've gotten yourself into."
R.S.W.D.W. "So what did u think?"
Hichi "So k i guss."
R.S.W.D.W. "Great then on with chapi 2!"
Hichi "..."
R.S.W.D.W. "What is my fly open?"