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"Amrita" A Yaoi Love Story

Chapter 1; A slight turn of events

"Hey, Byakuya... is it stupid that I want to protect you?"

Pain is an ever-reaching emotion. It cuts into us deeper than the sharpest fangs, bows our bodies, and puts a wedge between us and those destined to observe our hurt. But, as a vampire you learn to welcome it. Because, that little momentary amount of suffering reminds you of the times when everything felt human.

The evening before a full moon carries with it a significant meaning to Byakuya Kuchiki, tonight, he must abstain from drinking blood, and Ichigo Kurosaki will inevitably sleep on the sofa in his office. Neither of those are welcome to the four hundred year old vampire prince, and neither can be avoided. "You will stay no matter how I proclaim I do not need you." he thinks to himself, darting through the crumbling remains of an old high rise.

Pursuing the target to the roof Byakuya's hand reaches into his black coat to grab his handgun from its holster, when an orange streak flickers out of the corner of his eye. "He is fast tonight. Then again he was always fast... even before... Ichigo was a unique human." Forcing his thoughts aside, the rain begins to fall in thick torrents cold and harsh on Byakuya's head and cheeks. Despite the brisk wind and the darkness he clearly see the target dodge to avoid a swipe of Ichigo's right leg.

"Kariya Jin, you are charged with drinking from humans and ordered to surrender to the council. Return with me peacefully." Byakuya exclaims in a strong voice and firing one shot from his gun which is easily evaded."It is pointless to run."

"The humans are our food! Why shouldn't we eat them!?" The man screams in desperation trying to find a clear path to escape to the next building. However, with Byakuya Kuchiki behind him and that delinquent he always has following him around, in front of him there isn't much choice. The vampire allows the next kick to connect with his side, and he clamps a hand around Ichigo's ankle, his other quickly grabs his neck lifting him off the ground. "Make one move against me and I will kill him!"

"B-Bya...kuya." Ichigo sputters with his feet dangling high above the ground."K-Kick his ass." he manages to start chuckling before the squeezing fingernails on his neck cut into his skin.

A few feet away Byakuya stares unmoving at the scene as Ichigo begins to convulse then he hears a horrifying snap.

"Oh, did I squeeze too hard?" The vampire snickers, Ichigo's body becoming limp and lifeless. "You know, these humans..." Tossing Ichigo's body aside he is the one laughing now. "They are so fragile. No wonder they are an endangered species."

"You.." Byakuya's teeth bite at his lower lip drawing a drop of blood. "should not have done that. Execution mode." he whispers calmly, darting to catch Ichigo before he falls to the rooftop. Soon as Ichigo's body is safely in his arms he flicks the gun up and points it at Kariya Jin. The black handgun suddenly glows to life, a pink sakura blossom appearing on the grip just under Byakuya's strong fingers.

"What can you do about it?" Kariya laughs uncontrollably, lifting his arms wide in the sir. "You are just a dog of the Vampire Council. You can't kill me-" The gun discharge startles him, he takes a step back in disbelief. "You... were ordered..." Reaching an arm up his fingers touch the pain burning through his chest. The cold wetness of the blood shocking him into dropping to his knees. "But you are a Kuchiki... Your clan lives to uphold the law!"

Byakuya stares down at the dying vampire uncaring, it's simple really. The man in his arms is more valuable than the entire council. But no one knows... they can never know the length he has gone to, to shelter Ichigo Kurosaki from harm.

With a sudden gasp of air Ichigo struggles to open his eyes.

"Sleep..." The noble whispers placing a gentle hand on his cheek. "Sleep peacefully."

"Hahaha! To think you achieved the impossible!" Jin screams as his body growing cold and heavy. "T-Th-he Am... rit-a."

"You may take that knowledge to your grave." Byakuya says, his gun firing the fatal blow into the vampire's heart. Turning on his heel he darts away from the roof with Ichigo tucked into his arms. "It wasn't my intent... It just... happened."

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Standing outside his study, the raven-haired noble considers turning around and going upstairs to bed. "You are too at ease, Ichigo." he thinks as the soft sounds of sleep reach his ears. However, Byakuya is a proud type of vampire and cowardice leaves him too annoyed for his own good.

Silently stepping inside the dimly lit study his dark blue eyes flick to the black leather sofa and the tuft of spiky orange hair sticking out from under a thin blue sheet. "You are far too trusting." It would be effortless to take him, to sink his fangs into that golden neck and taste his delicious blood. "Someone like you would be exquisite." And in the aftermath Byakuya would be consumed with self-loathing. Forcing his eyes away, he chastises himself again for looking at Ichigo. That shouldn't happen, you don't touch a remnant. They are to be revered at all times.

Unable to tear himself away his large shadow falls over Ichigo's oblivious shape. There just under a thin sheet is the one he values over his own clansmen. Being there for every major moment of Ichigo's life is a sacred honor. "I witnessed his first steps, measured his growth into manhood, marveled as he fell in love, and mourned with him over her death."

Ichigo stirs in his sleep and turns on his side on the soft leather sofa, his head resting comfortably on a white pillow. Still, Byakuya can't move, it feels good just looking down and admiring him. "Never know... Ichigo. Never know how I watch you, how I long for your embrace." A shaking hand moves toward the sleeping male, the fingers just about to touch a lock of messy orange hair. He can not bring himself to defile the thing he adores. "To embrace him, to drink the blood of the person I love... That is what sin truly is." Byakuya drops to his knees, his hand lightly touching the arm of the sofa near Ichigo's pillow. "I can't do it." If he had him... oh if Ichigo was only a vampire, he could take him and feel his skin, taste those soft looking lips. But vampires aren't allowed to make wishes, his kind isn't permitted the luxury of dreams. His left hand hovers over Ichigo's body gliding up, refusing to touch, but lingering so close, so very close until pausing near his chin. Fighting the trembling of his fingers, within the spiral of temptation Byakuya's fingertips reach Ichigo's mouth.

A shiver flickers up his spine, teasing the hair on the back of his neck to rise as a faint heated breath floats past his fingertips. The simple touch makes his entire body tighten. Through heavy lids he stays still, his fingers relishing in the moist heated breaths enticing him. It's deadly... the power of wanting.

Ichigo exhales a slight moan, shaking Byakuya. His hand jerks away and lifting up quickly to his feet he turns away, his fangs biting down on his lower lip to draw a drop of blood. But until this life is no longer within reach, Byakuya will protect it, safe guard it, treasure it. Slipping his tongue over his lips he takes in the drop of blood, shutting his need off and closing his body to desire. It's getting late, and tomorrow he must travel to the city. But the poisonous taste on his tongue reminds him to be careful.

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You hurt, or others hurt you. It's a never ending cycle of existence. However, there is a wretched responsibility that comes from witnessing the people you care about in pain. Don't avert your eyes... stare down the pain until you are consumed with bitterness. With the setting of the sun comes a dread in Ichigo Kurosaki's chest. Grabbing his coat from a closet he walks out his room and lightly pads down the carpeted staircase to the grand foyer. "Is everything prepared for Byakuya's return?" he asks giving the only maid of the house, Juushiro Ukitake, a worried glance.

"Yes, Kurosaki-san." She bows her snowy covered head, feeling her long braid slip from her shoulder to dangle. "The moment the master returns we will see to his every need."

"Thanks, Ukitake-san." Ichigo waves opening to front door to leave, her words slightly stinging his chest. The maid has been here ever since he can remember, her duties always to care for Byakuya after... He knows. He knows. He knows his place isn't to be that for Byakuya, but sometimes... it would be nice to be there for him a little more. No it's not about nice at all. It's actually selfish. Selfish and ugly. Slipping on his thick winter coat he takes a deep breath before walking to the waiting car. The cold air fills his lungs with a strange emptiness that's impossible to shake. "The moon is out already?" he says, with a sideways glance before ducking inside the black sedan. That full silver moon will never be beautiful again, it'll always be stained with blood. Leaning back in the leather seat he shuts his eyes and exhales a long breath. His thoughts are too loud to sleep. Too bad, really. It might be good to take a break from the crawling sensation under his skin. The fingers of his right hand clench. He hates being stuck in this car while-

Ichigo's eyes pop open when the car stops. "Byakuya!" Instantly, he yanks the silver handle on the door letting the suppressed sense of calm finally surface. "Unlock the door! Driver unlock the god-"

"Byakuya-sama has ordered the doors to remain locked until he is outside the vehicle." Comes a calm voice from behind the partition separating the driver from the passengers cab of the car. "If you have a complaint. Please wait for Bya-"

"Shit." Ichigo groans slamming his forehead against the window hard enough to make the shatter-proof glass creak out a strong vibration. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" he yells, his hands smacking loudly, pounding, for everything he has trying to break through. "I'm being protected!" That is the worst thing to do to Ichigo. Sliding his hands down the glass it burns, deeper than anything he could possibly imagine. Just once... if he could protect the people he cares about...

Placing a hand on his chest, he keeps seeing the image of Byakuya going through those large doors and never returning. He would vanish from his sight, just like his wife did. Just like Rukia... Lost in the blackness of death. There isn't anything worse than surviving when everyone else dies. He must protect Byakuya, he is the only constant thing left in his life. The calming expression, the tall sturdy frame, even the way his hands are so relaxed at his sides. Yeah everything about Byakuya is good for him. "I need Byakuya. I'll die without him. Wait a second..." Then a feathery curiosity grazes his mind causing his eyes to widen in shock and the hand on his chest clutch at his tie. "Do I like him? But he is a guy!"

The sudden clicking of the door unlocking sends a flurry of emotion over Ichigo. His hand darts to the handle and he falls out of the car to escape his own thoughts. "I fucking hate this car!"

"Tch, just tell Kuchiki-sama. I bet he will run right out and buy you a new one. You are his precious Pet after all."

"Fuck you, Renji." Ichigo snaps back smacking away the extended hand to help him off the sidewalk. Quickly gathering himself to his feet Ichigo turns away from Renji to stare at the entrance of the building. It's taking longer than normal. Byakuya should be finished by now. It pisses him off... the council just does whatever the hell it wants. "Assholes.." he whispers kicking a foot out to hit the car tire. "I wish they'd just leave Byakuya alone."

"Assholes?" Renji growls reaching out and grabbing Ichigo by the throat. "You are the asshole! You are the one who should-" Pain screeches through his veins forcing Renji to release Ichigo and drop to the ground. He doesn't have to look, he knows who is punishing him. Clamping his hands over his ears the agony intensifies. "P-Please forgive me Kuchiki-sama! I didn't mean Ichigo any harm!" Renji screams as the pain turns to fire, blood drips from his nose and ears. "I'm sorry!"

"Ichigo Kurosaki-san." The noble corrects extending a gentle hand to the shocked man plastered against the vehicle. "Are you hurt?" he asks Ichigo is a soft voice looking him over for wounds. Using his power so soon after The Crucible isn't wise, but he can not allow anyone in the council to entertain thoughts of hurting Ichigo.

"I'm fine, Byakuya." Ichigo says looking to the ground at the crimson pool of blood. Nothing stains like blood. The blood he has caused to be shed could make a river turn tepid. It never washes clean, and the red water just keeps flowing and flowing. "I can't resent this. I know... I know Byakuya. I'm human."

The two slip inside the limo preparing to return home. The silence like an unbreakable wall between human and vampire fills the air with a strange quiet. Ichigo sitting next to Byakuya in a soft leather seat stews over his predicament lacing one long leg over his knee and lets his foot twitch. "Byakuya... is it stupid that I want to protect you?" But those words are forever stuck in a tight knot near the back of his throat. He isn't vampire. He is just a weak human. And that fact is overwhelmingly painful. The worst part is, the only person close enough to touch is forbidden. It's taboo for a human to be involved with a vampire."Is there nothing I can do to help him?"

Ichigo's thoughts are abruptly ended by Byakuya leaning against him. This feeling coming over him, it's almost as if... Instantly, his face blossoms crimson. "B-Byakuya?" he says catching the taller man by the shoulders just as he drops into his lap. It's almost as if... Nervously he tugs aside the dark thick locks blocking Byakuya's face. Pale... his face is pale and his breaths seem raspy. "We will be home in a few minutes. Can you make it?"

"I'll be fine if," Byakuya whispers, his voice creaking with pain. "I lay here, for a moment." The calming scent of Ichigo's skin, the comforting warmth of his body heat, long fingers slipping softly through his hair. So many things to like... and still there isn't a thing he doesn't like about Ichigo. "Is that acceptable?" No, he shouldn't be doing this. But the hunger in his blood is raging for release and Ichigo makes the pain bearable.

"A-Alright." Ichigo responds as the thorn in his side edges deeper into him. As the one who benefits from Byakuya's protection, the least he can do is not turn away. The truth of the matter is, keeping a vigil as this person suffers is part of his responsibility. So he forces his eyes wide welcoming the dread creeping up his spine. "How much..." his voice crackles out thinking about what they do to him. No, he can't sound upset. Don't let on that it's painful to see Byakuya hurting. "How much did they take this time?" Those fucking council vampires. Ichigo can't stand the thought of them, touching Byakuya, using Byakuya's blood. "They don't let you feed off humans, but they take your blood. It's barbaric!" he says with a tightness in his chest at finally saying the precious secret in his chest. "I hate them!"

"Don't be upset." Byakuya softly replies, no longer capable of restraining the affection in his voice. "It is a great honor to serve the council."

"They are killing you!"

"Shhh." Lifting a hand up to touch the tears streaming down Ichigo's face it occurs to Byakuya that Ichigo is special. The perfect human, so brimming with feelings he can't possibly contain them. How incredibly fortunate he considers himself to witness it. "Could that be why...?"

"Byakuya..." Ichigo breathes in a deep sigh lifting his palm to touch Byakuya's hand on his cheek. "Why do they need your blood? What do they do with-" A hand quickly covers his mouth, in less than a heartbeat, Ichigo finds himself flat on his back with a very grave expression peering down on him.

"You must never ask these questions!" he whispers flicking his eyes to the bullet-proof glass separating the driver from the passengers cab. "There are some things, even I can not protect you from!"

Stunned into silence, Ichigo manages to nod his head. Whatever the secrets may be it is something truly loathsome, if it makes this proud man tremble in fear for his safety. Byakuya's body thuds against his the weight surprising but not unwelcome. It's pleasant actually, he can bear this weight with ease. "Alright, Byakuya. No more questions." he says curling his arms around the larger man, his finger tips instantly grazing the thick softness of the long braid of Byakuya's hair.

The braid is a status symbol of power among the vampires. Byakuya's reaches just below his waist and is longer than the rest. Meaning he is the one with the most power. Only those in his clan may wear their hair the same length as an eternal reminder of their loyalty. For some reason Byakuya always tucks his braid inside his coat. Just who is Byakuya to the council? Ichigo never questioned it until now. "I'm thinking now, Byakuya. I'm thinking of you and how to ease your pain." Flicking his eyes to the roof he starts to squirm under Byakuya. "I-I'm letting him s-s-snuggle me. It's guy snuggles... that's weird, right? Well... it is kinda nice. But with a guy."

"Ichigo, your heart is beating very irregularly. Is something wrong?"

"I'mfineit'snothingarewethereyetgod!" he blurts out in one long sentence without breathing.

"Yes, we are close... very close, Ichigo."

hihi all ok I havent' uploaded yaoi in quite awhile. I hope this is well reviewed and liked by everybunni^^. I had a lot of fun with this and can't wait to offer up another chapter. So please review! and see you soon! Fuzzi