Hi guys! The Dynamic Duo has decided to create a new story. One a bit different from Warrior Princess, and honestly Much darker. Yes, It's me roses and Magdelena88. She had the idea and I just took it and ran away. Let us know what you think, so please, read, review and enjoy!


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"Orihime!" Ichigo screams straining against his bonds. It is impossible. He's chained to the wall, and unless he has some superpowered strength, there's no chance of him getting free. "Orihime!" he screams, his lungs screaming with exertion. He's been screaming for the better part of five minutes since he saw them drag her into the room and chain her to the bed. "ORIHME!"

Drosily, she wakes, moving her arms. She notices that she's chained to the bed. She pulls on her restraints, moving her legs as she struggles. Panic fills her large grey eyes. She looks around the room and spots Ichigo.

"Ichigo!" she cries out desperately, pulling against her chains.

"Orihime!"

"Ichigo, what's happening? Why, why did they separate us?!" she asks frantically, pulling against the chains, not caring that they are slicing through her skin, causing her to bleed.

"I don't know, but I promise, I'm going to get you out of here. I swear." He promises her, his dark brown eyes burning. She nods, her heart calming. She believes him, she believes that he will get her out of here. She believes that he will save her. He's saved her once before.

The door booms open, and in comes three burly men, along with Ichigo's uncle, who he thought was a decent man.

"AIZEN! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU. I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!" he screams, rushing forward, not getting anywhere near him due to his restraints. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" He screams. Orihime, however, goes completely still. Pure, unadulterated terror fills her face, she tries to scramble away from him but she's unable to move due to the chains. They ignore Ichigo and they go straight for her. She screams loudly.

"NO! NONONONONONONO, PLEASE GOD NO!" she's able to see her future. She's knows what's about to happen, but Ichigo hasn't caught on yet. He pulls on his restraints, they refuse to yield. She's crying now, pleading them to leave her alone. It's heart breaking.

"Please, please, please, please, no. Please, no. don't please. Please," she cries.

"This one here is real pretty. You surely didn't lie to us."

"Only the best, for my best customers."

"What about the boy?" one of the men asks. Aizen look at Ichigo, realization beginning to dawn on his face.

"He'll be cheering you on, of course." They share laugh. One of the men takes his filthy hands and runs it down and up the length of her legs. Tears fall steadily down her face. She shakes her head no, pleading the man.

"No, no, no, please don't do this. Please don't do this to me. Please, don't, I'm begging you."

"Oh baby, you don't know what begging does to me," he crawls on top on of her, running his hands through her hair, nuzzling her neck. She pulls her face away from him, trying to put as much distance between them as possible.

"GET THE FUCK OFF HER, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE. GET AWAY FROM HER, GET AWAY FROM HER!" Ichigo pulls against his restraints, screaming. He pulls harder and harder against the reatraints. "GET AWAY FROM HER YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL ALL OF YOU!" He screams.

The man runs his hands down her body. This is happening. This is going to happen and there's nothing that can stop it. She's scared. She's completely frighten. This is her worst nightmare come to pass. She always knew that this would be in her future, but she met Ichigo and it seemed as though none of that was going to happen. But…things all went so horribly wrong.

They are going to rape her. She can't change that. She's going to be raped. They're going to molest her and steal her worth, steal her value. She can handle this. She can, she's been trained to. She wasn't always a normal girl. She was a slave before. She can bear this, she can.

She feels the man's sloppy wet kisses on her neck. She releases a cry, struggling to get away from him. He pins her down with heavy hands, grunting as he tries to free himself on top of her. It's over. There's really nothing more that she can do save for one thing.

"Ichigo," she cries out, unable to see him for the man was blocking her view. She didn't want to see him if she could anyway. She doesn't think that she could bear it. "Ichigo please, don't look. Please don't look. Please Ichigo, please don't, PLEASE!" She screams as the man rips her clothes from her body.

She tries to contain her cries, she tries to go to her happy place, thinking only of Ichigo and the inmeasurable amount of happiness that he's given her in the past year. How happy he's made her. She's able to live a thousand lifetimes in the one year that she was given to him.

She feels the man enters her. She jerks violently as he enters her unprepared core, moving roughly around inside of her, tearing apart her insides, grunting and groaning at her. He grips her shoulders tightly, ramming his manhood inside of her.

It isn't long before he comes inside her, moaning his satisfication, sweat running profusely down his face. In the background she can hear Ichigo's screams of despair, she can hear him fighting against the bonds.

She's so ashamed.

The man pulls out of her, wiping his face, a large smile showing. He looks at his buddies.

"Jesus fuck, that was good. She's so tight down there, are you sure she's not a virgin?"

"Look at that!" one of the men points at Orihime. "She's bleeding. Either she was a virgin, or your completely destroyed her." they laugh.

"I ain't even get my chance yet!"

"You can have a go at her now."

"Not after you. I'll wait 'til she's good and clean. I seen who you go home to." They all share another laugh.

"Don't worry gentlemen. I'll have her cleaned up and as good as new by tomorrow." Aizen smiles, leading them out of the room.

"Can you have her fixed by tonight? Literally, best sex of my life there."

"I'm sure she can't say the same!" they laugh, leaving the room, arguing over who's the best.

Ichigo stops restraining against the bonds. He just stares at the ground, defeated. He failed her. He failed her.

He was in the room with her. He was there.

And he couldn't stop it.

He was powerless to stop it.

He couldn't save her.

He couldn't save her.

The only thing he could do was look away.

He could only look away.


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