Some adult implied stuff, but nothing serious, so it's like Older Teen.
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It was another one of those times, when his King came to bruise his skin, make him bleed, and make him cry.
There he was again, laying on the ground, yet he grabbed onto his King's shoulders, looking at him with saddened golden orbs, and that always made his King look away stubbornly. Tearing him up inside at a rapid pace, pulling on the loose shihakusho angrily. Wanting to be looked at, not just a simple toy, object of pleasure. Anything but that. Anything...that's what echoed through his mind a million times over.
He'd be more to his King than anything, if he ever gave him the chance.
Placing his forehead against the pale form's shoulder, he gnawed on his lower lip a bit, gasping and digging his nails into the orange haired form's arms. "K...King..." he breathed out, looking up at the frowning teenager. Almost wincing once pain coursed throughout his entire entity. "Listen to me...for a minute,"
The pale form stopped, staring at the white form with wide brown eyes. Regaining his composer, he sighed. "What is it?"
Hichigo leaned up, licking the King's neck, his blue tongue making the form shudder from the new sensation. "I hate you...so much it makes my heart ache, just because..." He let his eyes slowly shut, removing his right hand from his King's shoulder, wiping away an accidental tear that fell down. "...I just...I just love you."
Sighing, the orange haired teenager placed his free left hand atop the snow white hair, stroking the strands while looking down on him with his dominant gaze slowly weakening. Breathing heavily as he planted a kiss on Hichigo's forehead. Gentle intent echoing through every motion he made.
"I was..." his King whispered softly. "Hoping you would tell me that. I didn't mean to hurt you, Hichigo."
The Hollow looked down on their bodies, sighing and shutting his eyes as little crimson tinted his cheeks, tears falling freely from his eyes, reopening them and leaning up, kissing his King, a soft smile on his face.
"Thank you..." the dominant form breathed, shutting his brown eyes slowly. "For everything." Wrapping his arms around the pale form's neck, the submissive form buried his face into the crook of the teenager's neck. "Hichigo."
"I hate that I love you, you know that?" he chuckled, saying it playfully as he felt those shoulders jerk up and down, knowing he made his King chuckle in a low tone. "But...I'm actually happy that I do."
"Me too," the pale form replied, breathing out a steady breath. "Me too."
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I know Hichigo's OOC and Ichigo is as well, and as I explained in the prequel, 'King' appears a lot because it's in Hichigo's POV. There you go people, no sequel to this one, please tell me what you think. And please don't ask for a sequel, because I won't be able to think of one. Happy ending, and pretty sappy (goes somewhere to wash away the sweet taste) I hate it when I type sappy endings.