I'm BACK! Hahah. Well here is my 4th story. The paring is HicXIch. It will contain yaoi in later chapters so be warned. ^-^.Happy reading..
Disclaimer:I do not own bleach and or its characters.
Chapter 1: Oh hello there.
Night was near and the air was warm and humid from a late afternoon shower. The sidewalks were empty, except for one lone man. He had been walking for somewhat two hours now, cooling down and getting away from all the bullshit. His name was Hichigo. Hichigo Shirosake, the son of a rich aristocrat. You would think with all the money, with all the material things, with all the power he would be happy, content. But no. All it did was piss him off. He hated it. His father, all those people who pretended to be friends to each other. The fake smiles they would give, when really all they wanted was to see the other crash and burn. His father was sorely disappointed in him. In the way he looked, the way he was in general.
He expected his son to be just like him, "normal" one who would laugh at others expenses, who would be joyous of al the money around him. Who could look and act proper. The man curse under his breath, not noticing that he was walking into the bad part of town for his head was bowed. The road was horrorably damaged, there were run down houses and buildings. He hadn't looked up once; jus fisted his hands in his coat pockets. Danger was lurking around the corner. It had begun to rain again and it pelted his skin. He stopped at a street corner and finally looked up. He was a little surprised at where he was, but not scared. Suddenly something was jabbed into his back.
"Turn around slowly and put you hands on your head" A voice sneered
Hichigo did so and saw two men. One had blue spiky hair and crystal blue eyes; he was the one pointing the gun. The other, who looked very uninterested, he had raven black hair, and tear tattoos trailed down his face from emerald eyes.
"Looks like someone's a little lost" the blue haired man spoke
Hichigo just stared blankly back.
"Heh, well you got ten seconds to give me all the money you got" he smirked "and don't lie to me I know who you are.
Hichigo stood his ground unaffected by the mans threats. When he mad no motion to do anything the man grabbed him by the hair and shoved him violently to the ground placing the gun into Hichigo's forehead. And Hichigo let him.
"I'm not fucking joking"
Still nothing.
"Fine by me, just one less asshole in the world"
He placed his finger on the trigger. Hichigo closed his eyes and awaited the bullet. Just when he pulled the trigger a flash appeared between the gun and the victim, and the blue haired man flew into a near-by brick wall, his gun clattered to the concrete. Hichigo was knocked to the ground; he could hear some punches, kicks and then a gunshot. Hand suddenly pulled him up and the next thing he knew, he was being pulled by an orange haired person. They ran ten blocks before he was pulled into an alley. They both sat, exhausted
"Are you ok!" he spoke.
Hichigo looked into brown coffee orbs. The man was slender, tall and a scowl was plastered on his face. His hair was flame orange that ended in soft spikes; needless to say he was speechless.
"Hello" the man waved a hand in front of Hichigo's face.
"Oh...Um sorry" Hichigo apologized.
"Are you alright"
"Yeah"
"Good, now what the hell are you doing in this part of town" he asked.
"Well I was w…." Hichigo's voice trailed off when he spotted a growing stain on the mans shirt. "Hey! Hey your shot"
The orangett looked down and sure enough he had been shot, right in the stomach.
"Oh... what do know I di…."coffee orbs closed and he fell forward into Hichigo's open arms"
Yes it was a short chapter, I'm sorry but next chapter will be longer don't worry. ^-^
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