Pure White

- Ichigo had been imprisoned by the evil Queen for almost a decade. His father's kingdom lay in ruins and the people believed him dead. His only hope lies with a bounty hunter who accidently rescues him. Will Ichigo be able to persuade the man to take him to the resistance, or will he be sold back to the Queen?

Disclaimer: I do not own any right to Bleach or any of the characters in the story.

Warnings: Yaoi (boy x boy), swearing, OOCness

Prologue:

Ichigo Kurosaki was a very important eight year old boy, he was the prince of the Zangetsu Kingdom, one of largest and most powerful Kingdom's in the realm. With this title, the eight year old boy had grown up quickly, having no time to run around and play. Instead he was taught the art of swordsmanship, of battle plans, leadership skills he would one day need and rely on to rule the Kingdom.

One day, Ichigo had been awaiting his father's return from a hunting trip, he was still too young by a few years to accompany him. When the King did return however, he wasn't alone. Riding on his horse with him, was a beautiful young maiden. When Ichigo ran out to greet his father and saw her, he knew immediately there was something about her he didn't like.

Trying to voice these concerns to his father, they were brushed aside, the King was infatuated. The news of their engagement came shortly later, much to the Kingdom's, and Ichigo's surprise. He knew it wasn't love, Ichigo couldn't remember his mother, she had died shortly after his birth. But when his father spoke of her, it was with a soft voice and bright eyes which Ichigo learned was love. None of that occurred with this maiden, in fact, Ichigo rarely saw his father with her.

When the eve before the wedding arrived, Ichigo tried once again to persuade his father not to go through with the wedding. His father took no heed, telling Ichigo he was jealous that he no longer held his full attention, that there was someone else now. For the young boy it hurt to hear such words, it brought tears to his eyes because although he was still young in age, he was by no means a little child.

Ichigo took it upon himself to uncover the maidens true purpose in their kingdom, she didn't love his father, he was sure of it. The following morning whilst the castle bustled with preparations for the wedding in a short few hours, Ichigo slipping though the castle unnoticed to the maiden's room. He peered through to door, eyes widened at what he saw.

She was a witch.

Surrounding the maiden was a fine mist and she was chanting something too low for Ichigo to catch. An emerald pendent glowed between her hand, immobilised in mid-air and Ichigo could feel it, whatever it was, it wasn't good.

She was evil.

He stepped away, turning to find someone, anyone, but the hall was deserted and before he could take a step, the door was open and he was pulled inside. He struggled with all his might, but his small body was no match for the witch's magic and he found himself bound to the bed post, heart beating wildly as she approached him with a sickening smile, all dressed in white.

She touched his chest, above his heart. "Not yet…" She whispered and Ichigo's eyes fluttered as they became heavy and within seconds, he was unconscious.

…

Ichigo woke up to find himself in an unfamiliar room, it was dark now and there was no telling how long he'd been asleep. Standing on the bed, he managed to look out his window, framed with heavy iron bars so he couldn't escape. Seeing the cliff edge and dizzying drop to the see below, Ichigo closed his eyes and shivered.

He wasn't at home anymore, this wasn't the castle, it was the prison.

There was a steep, narrow path leading from the tower towards a small village he could just see in the distance by the tiny, flickering lights. He was trapped. Running to the door, Ichigo banged on it, screaming loud to be let out.

"This is a mistake, I shouldn't be here!" He sobbed, but no-one responded, no-one released him. "I'm the Prince! Let me go!" The door swung open suddenly and Ichigo stumbled backwards, eyes widening when he saw the witch enter. Except now she wore a crown on her head, his mother's. Ichigo stood slowly, clenching his shaking hands and glared at her fiercely. "You won't get away with this."

She smiled, walking towards the young boy and knelt down, patting his cheek. "Dear Ichigo… I already have." Standing up again, she walked around him, surveying the room. "The King is dead, I rule now."

Ichigo's eyes widened, tears falling down his face as she chuckled and left the room, locking the door behind herself. "What are you going to do to me?" He asked quietly and she turned to look at him through the barred window looking into his cell.

"You will remain here until you're of age."

"What for?" Ichigo frowned, but got no further indication as to what was to come as the new Queen smiled at him, causing him to shiver. She turned and left without another word. He ran to the door and watched her disappear down the steps.

"What for?!"