Here it is! I'm going to alternate between updating this and Lord and Leper each week so next week I won't update this story, gives me more time and whatnot. As always, reviews and welcome, I wanna hear what you think!
White lights slowly grew in the distance. The bitter taste of release swirled around in his mouth. The white lights were getting closer. He tried to move only for pain to lace it's way through his body. Carefully, he got on his hands and knees, disregarding the fact that his bare legs quivered at the movement. 'I have to get away.' He forced his body to move, away, closer to the lights, away from his troubles. 'I can do this. I'm almost there!' In the heat of the moment, he pulled himself up, ignoring the pain coursing through his body. When his feet hit the hard pavement, he smiled with relief, he was safe! A screech of tires brought him from his thoughts as the lights were so close, too close.
Then the pain hit.
Lights passed over his head, little flashes of brightness in the darkness that he hovered in. The quiet squeak of wheels turning and running over tiles was barely recognized within him. 'Where am I?' he thought absently, he was so heavy with fatigue he just wanted to let go. 'Why can't I?'
"King!" a familiar voice shouted through his thoughts, black and gold took over his vision. 'Who's there?' again the voice called out to him, it sounded so sad, so lost. 'Why can't you hear me?' the haze over his vision slowly cleared and before him was a pale man with gold irises against black. The eyes relaxed a little and a sloppy, psychotic grin spread across the man's face.
"Oh thank god! I thought I'd lost ya there King!" the man moved so only the pale skin of his neck could been seen and he felt soft lips touch his forehead. "Don't cha worry King, the doctors' will help ya. Yer gonna be all fixed up in no time!" the pale man said as he rubbed his hand. The last thing he saw was an unknown man with slicked back, brown hair walk in, then the darkness took over.
He awoke in his home and glanced around, all was well again. The he met Rukia and became a substitute shinigami. He saved Rukia with his friends. Aizen left with Gin and Kaname, they created the arrancars. He met Ulquiorra and Yammy. He met Grimmjow and his fraccion next. Orihime was taken. He sought out the Visoreds and learned to control his inner hollow. He left with Rukia, Renji, Chad, and Uyru to take her back. He met Nel and her friends. They won back Orihime. The Winter War started, the shinigami fought long and hard along side him. Aizen went to the fake Karakura Town. He fought valiantly against the illusionist, but not hard enough. He was knocked out mid-fight when Aizen slammed his sword hilt against his head.
Bleary cocoa eyes slowly opened and were met with stark white. Ichigo sat up and took in his surroundings. 'How did I get here? Last I remember was fighting Aizen." The click of a door opening snapped him from his thoughts. Ulquiorra walked through the door and dropped his clip board at the sight of an awake Ichigo.
"Szayel! Call Shiro! He's awake!" the raven haired man shouted and walked toward Ichigo. "Hey, do you know your name? I'm Ulquiorra, your nurse." Ichigo backed away from the small man until his back met the padded wall.
"I'm Ichigo, now tell me why the hell you aren't dead?" Ulquiorra looked honestly shocked and stepped closer to the orangette.
"Why would I be dead?" Ichigo pulled himself to his feet and stared at the wide, poison green eyes.
"Because I killed you."
"But-" Ulquiorra was cut off with the sound of yelling and carts turning over. Ichigo's gaze moved to the door, which was thrown open by a very emotional Shiro.
"King! Yer awake!" Ichigo instinctively put the bed between them.
"What the fuck do you want?" Ichigo growled. Shiro took a step back.
"King I know you've been out the past six years, but don't ya know who I am?" Ichigo's pale copy tried to get around the bed, only to have Ichigo growl at him.
"What do you mean 'out'? And of course I know who you are! You're my hollow! Why are you outside my body?" Ichigo barked, his patience running thin. Shiro stopped moving toward him.
"King, you've been in a coma for the past six years. I'm yer twin brother."
"W-what? I long as I can remember I have never had a twin brother. I have two little sisters that are twins." Ichigo's face twisted in confusion. Ulquiorra hesitantly tapped the conflicted ginger's shoulder. Said man turned and bared his teeth at the smaller raven.
"S-sir could you l-lay down? W-we need to m-make sure you're okay to leave, we also n-need to check for memory loss." Ulquiorra was hiding behind his clipboard, it bothered Ichigo seeing the Espada acting so weak and emotional. Huffing, Ichigo sat down on his bed and glared at the albino beside him.
"Yer so different now." Ichigo glanced at his supposed twin, he looked so crestfallen and broken. Feeling awkward, he glanced away and rubbed the pale man's shoulder. It felt so weird to be nice to the creature that had put him through hell. Ulquiorra came back through the door with a tall man in tow. One glance had Ichigo distancing himself and searching for a weapon. Ulquiorra turned to the gentle brunette.
"He's been this way since he woke up, it's like he sees everyone here as an enemy." the raven murmured, moving behind the doctor so the orangette's wrath wasn't taken out on him.
"Good after noon Mr. Kurosaki, I'm SÅsuke Aizen. I've been your doctor for the past six years."
Dun dun dun! I honestly have no idea what I want to do with the story right now. I'm going to list it as Romance for right now, now I need my readers to tell me, who do you want Ichi to end up with? Shiro, Grimmjow or Aizen. Until next time!