Merrrrr! So i've been thinking of this for a loooong time. I wanted to put Gigi with ulqui-kun for, like, ever. So I did. And Gerard is full on dude in this, wanted to see how that'll go. I changed the description of his hair, it's the same color but I couldn't think of this word while writing real. It's seafoam, which is a mint-like green. And I hope I didn't switch which eyes are which. Also….it's supernatural! I love me some powers. Can't think of anything else other than….I'm gonna get fucked up tomorrow! It's my birthday! (At midnight) making 22. Well, love ya and hope you like it. *salutes*
Disclaimer: I don't own bleach. Wish I did cause it'd be all boy love and no orihime hanging all over ichigo. Don't sue me, i's broke son.
Ichigo kurosaki walked the halls of the children's wing in mercy hospital, since his dad was a doctor he had free reign somewhat. He passed several rooms until he saw a flash of baby blue. The little ginger poked his head in the room and saw a boy with blue hair that was at least twelve, his age. He walked in and called out softly. "Hey kid, you up?" No answer.
Was the kid sleeping? He decided to look at the bluenette's chart instead of shaking him, didn't want to possibly injure him more. Skimming the very complicated words he didn't really know, he saw one he did. Comatose. So the kid was in a coma, interesting. Ichigo could wonder for how long he was asleep and how long he would stay that way.
Sitting on the bed next to him, ichigo tentatively touched a strand of blue. It was silky soft. His own hair was soft but not so, though both of theirs were long, to their shoulders. Before he could do more a nurse came in. "What are you doing in here? No one's allowed to visit this patient."
Ichigo rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry, I like to visit everyone in the wing. But I've never saw him so I got curious."
The man sighed and smiled softly. "It's fine, I bet he'd like having a visitor. Just next time find an adult first, OK?"
The ginger smiled and nodded, the nurse left him to keep the other boy company. Truthfully the blue haired boy had no visitors, no family that the hospital knew of. It was sad really. When they were left alone ichigo couldn't help continuing to play with his new friends hair. He pulled out his comb and started to play in it. He had already decided that they were friends when he saw that head of blue hair. Next time he'd bring him something for sure.
In another state, sitting in a dank and dark room, a pale preteen looked solemnly at the wall. He was alone as usual, not bothered by the silence. He was just beginning to doze when his door was opened abruptly, emerald eyes took in the scene. A pink haired teenager in tattered clothes carried in a still form. The seafoam green hair catching his eye. The pinkette shuffled to the bed opposite of the raven haired boy and laid the newcomer down.
He was gone before the raven could even think of a question. Ulquiorra slowly got up and approached the, possibly, sleeping form. It was a boy. His shoulder length hair slightly wavy. Ulquiorra had just reached out to touch it when mismatched eyes opened. The right was blue while the left was brown with blue bleeding in from the left top corner. The boy backed away quickly, trying to fuse with the wall. Seeing the fear in his eyes the raven sat on the floor indian style and waited patiently.
Once his breathing calmed the newcomer raised his hands and shakily signed, "where am I and who are you?"
Ulquiorra tilted his head and signed back. "I am ulquiorra and I do not know where we are. But I do know we were taken."
The boy's eyes widened. "Taken?" At ulquiorra's nod he began to cry, only a sobbing sound coming from him. "But my brother, he was hurt. I...I need to get out of here and go to him!"
Ulquiorra actually frowned, never really showing emotions outwardly. "I'm sorry but there isn't a way to leave, a lot have tried. I know."
The boy shook his head vigorously, he wasn't going to accept it. "No, I'm gonna get out no matter what."
Ulquiorra tilted his head as he stared at the boy. "If you believe you are then you will. What is your name?"
The boy smiled at the encouragement. "My names Gerard, but you can call me Gigi!" Gerard bit his lip, a question on the tip of his tongue. "How do you know how to sign?"
"My friend taught me, I can't speak." He was mute? Wow. Though Gerard didn't think ulquiorra would speak much anyway. "You?"
"Oh, I'm deaf and mute. I usually have a hearing aid, but I lost 'em." Gerard said sadly. That's how he was captured, not being able to hear the people sneaking up on him. Gigi scolded himself and scooted away from the wall, ulquiorra didn't seem bad. Now that he actually looked at him, he was really cute. He blushed at his own thoughts. "Umm, how long have you been here?"
Ulquiorra thought for a minute before replying. "I've been here for two months. They took me from the park, I was playing with my friend." Gigi could feel the sadness in ulquiorra's words. Ulquiorra was taken out of his musings when he felt arms wrap around him. "What?" He signed confused.
Rolling his eyes as he let go of the pale boy, Gigi signed. "Hugging you, duh." At ulquiorra's cat like head tilt Gigi gaped. "Have you not been hugged before?"
Ulquiorra blushed. "I haven't, but i….like it." He smiled when Gigi hugged him again. He began to think, it was weird having a new friend. He tapped Gigi and the seafoam haired boy let go and looked at him expectantly. "Since you are determined, I will help you leave."
Gigi bounced where he sat. "You're gonna leave with me right?" At the hesitant nod he smiled brightly. "OK! And no matter how long it takes, we're getting out of here!"
Four years later…
The teens panted as they ran, their aching legs furthest from their mind. They only needed ten more minutes and they'd be home free. The drugs those people usually pumped into them slowly leaving their system. Trist, that's what they called it. It suppressed their natural abilities, the teens having found out when they first experienced the power surges. Now they knew why they were taken.
But they were free, less than a minute and the drug would be gone. As they felt the power, they began to fight back. The taller teen lifting a large rock with his mind, while the shorter one concealed them and made the guards turn on each other. The taller teen snorted and projected a thought into the shorter ones mind. "Show off." Once their pursuers were dealt with they fled the forest and came upon a small candy shop. Eyeing it cautiously, the taller teen broke in. They could handle anyone who lived here.
The shorter teen jerked when he heard the click of a gun. He turned slowly and his emerald eyes widened. "Who are you and why did you break in?" A blonde haired man asked slowly. His aim faltered when the taller teen turned around. "...Gerard?"
In a hospital room, an orange haired teen smiled down at his friend. He touched the blue hair and his eyes glowed faintly gold. The gaunt looking cheeks of the blue haired boy filled out and the ginger sent a pulse of power through him. He knew the boy slept more peacefully now, he made sure.
He was about to get up and find some food when a hand darted out to grab his wrist. Shaken, he looked at the hand, then the face of his comatose friend. "Gr-grimmjow?"
