Otaku: Here's a fanfic for no name.

Ogichi: Why me? Is it because of my attitude?

Otaku: Yep. Your attitude is like a mischevious child in my ears. God I feel old. 3

Ogichi: I thought only Kubo can call me tha.

Otaku: I'm practically a demigod in this case. Since you're one of Kubo's children so I being a demigod while he is god of his work, I can do at most, fanart and fanfiction.

Ogichi: Makes sense.

Otaku: Also, I'm trying to grasp your character as well as the others. Sorry if I caused OOCness.

I sit down on a skyscraper, watching the beam of light hit my lavendar eyes and reflecting the water Zangetsu and I live under. I was tired from my daily training, which I don't know why I still train. What benefit do I get? Oh yeah, nothing. I'm this strong but I never once had the opportunity to fight without boundaries. Sure I took control when fighting that emospada. But, that's because King was close to death and I prefer living thank you very much. Out of those opportunities I had, why didn't I stay in control? It's official. I'm a dumbass! Now I have to suffer having my lust for blood and killing decay each day, each hour, each minute, each second. I put my right hand over my forehead, my left on my chest. What's happening to me? Why am I concerned like school kid wondering if the exam score is good or bad? Also, why is my chest hurting so badly? I feel like I'm getting stung by needles like those acupu-whatver it's called. "You okay, hollow?"

Yep. Hollow's my "name". Ah who am I kidding. Like I was given one anyway. I turned to the brown-haired man, wearing all black with a hood attatched to it. "Eh? I'm fine. Just taking a small break before going back to train."

"You're overdoing yourself, hollow. Why don't you power down and take a nap or something."

"I got nothin' better ta do, Tensa," I grunted.

"Hollo-"

"Don' 'Hollow' me! What else can I do in this underwater hell hole? I've got nothin' but training, training, shower, sleep, repeat!"

"Calm do-"

"Calm down my ass, Tensa!"

"You're overe-"

"Can it! What would a sword like yo-"

Next thing you know I was pinned to a wall, a hand placed around my mouth as I heard Zangetsu shout, "Will you shut up for a moment, hollow? Why do you always bitch about why things don't go your way? 'Why is baka king despite being weaker than me?' 'It's boring here!' 'Why is the innerworld bloody underwater, baka?' Here's your answer! There's more to being in charge than just being a fighting machine! Also, what would you do if you took over anyway? You'd get bored the moment you take over because you'll bitch about homework, teachers, shinigamis, EVERYTHING! Do you know what Ichigo goes through everyday? Tell me, hollow. Do YOU want to live like that? Even if you refuse and cause havoc, the shinigami will come and destroy all three because of what you tend to do. Did you even consider these when you thought about wanting to fight and take over? Oh wait, you're too busy bitching like a whiny brat who didn't get what he wanted!"

My eyes opened as wide as possible. I was so childish, I didn't even consider what he mentioned until now. I always saw what Ichigo did in the real world through his eyes. How did this get into my mind now? I'm such a dumbass! I saw Tensa calm down as he saw my expression and took his hand off my face. "You know it's true, hollow. I can see it in your face."

With that, I took leave and sonidoed away. I went to my room in my skyscraper and went to take a good wash. I set the tub ready with three-fourths of it being water. I powered down,took off my clothes and entered inside the warm water, my body completely submerged as I thought about what Zangetsu said. Maybe he's right. I shouldn't try taking control. I would hate to deal with all that when Tensa put it that way. Then, why should I train? If I'm going to be stuck in this underwater hell hole for my life, why train? Ngh. To top it all off, why is my chest aching? What's happening to me?

After thinking about it, I dried myself up and put on my polkadotted pajamas. I put my hat on and jumped on my bed, placing my left hand on my chest as I was forming myself into a ball. I felt something wet on my face. I placed my other hand over my eyes. Tears? What the hell am I crying for? Tears are for the weak. I really hate myself now. From a cold blooded beast, I became an emotional …I don't even…gah!

Days passed by. I even stopped training due to this pain. I only get up to take a shower or take a leak, then I plop back to bed, letting the day pass by while I suffer in hell. Started coughing my lungs out after a couple of days. After about a week or two, I started vomiting couple of times a day, explaining why I go to the restroom twice as much. Yeah, I know. What hollow pukes? I even cry myself to sleep every night cause I have no idea what's wrong with me. When will this pain of hell end?

Suddenly, I heard a door knock. "Yo hollow. You feeling okay? You've been quiet for a month now. Anyways, I'm coming inside. Zangetsu's here to apologize for something. "

Baka…This is just great. He's here and I'm not even at the condition to fight. I covered myself completely, leaving no trace of my albino skin to pop out from my navy blue blanket. I heard the door creak and felt some presence around the right side of my bed, turning the opposite way, still inside my blanket. "I apologize for my outburst, hollow," I heard Tensa say.

"I forgive you. But, that's not why I'm like this," I choked out, my throat being sore and all.

"Why are you hiding under the blanket, hollow?" I heard baka say, with a tone of curiosity. "You're going to make your breathing worse."

I hate it when he's right. "Isn't it obvious, baka? Why would I want you guys to see a cold bastard like me, feel pa-" I coughed uncontrollably for five times until I settled down. "Nevermind. Just leave me alone, baka. I'm already suffering as it is," I said, placing a hand over my chest.

"At least get some air, hollow," He said, yanking the top half of my blanket as I tried to keep the blanket on me. Eventually I gave in, letting the king see his enfeebled horse with his own eyes. Top top it off, he saw my pjs and the matching hat. I'm surprised he didn't laugh the moment he saw me. The two lifted my upper torso up from the bed, Zangetsu shocked when he felt my arm. "Ichigo! His arm! It's so…bony!"

Whatever that meant. "Tell me about it, Zangetsu. How did this happen, hollow?" Baka said, a serious tone in his voice.

I coughed a few times. " I don't know. I wish I did but I don't," I choked out. "I really want to die. I hate suffering like this," I said, hands on chest. "Specially in front of you, baka." I grabbed his kurosode, pulling him towards me eye-to-eye. "Kill me," I said, seeing his shocked face as I continued. "I can't take this anymore! I've had enough! I want the pain to be over! I can't hold it anymore, dammit!" I shouted, letting go of him, placing my right hand over my eyes and my left hand on the bed, keeping me up as water forms heavily in my eyes. The teardrops drip to the bed. I couldn't stop no matter how much I tried.

Then, I felt an warm embrace, my head over baka's shoulders. "I can't, hollow. You're a part of me and Zangetsu. No matter how much you want it, I can't do it and neither would Zangetsu. You saved me from death before and I can't kill someone who saved my life like that. That's just cruel."

"I feel so weak, I feel disgusted. I really hate what's happening to me."

"Don't. It's okay," he said, letting go, wiping the tears off my face. "Try to rest peacefully now. I'll try to get Urahara to help you out tomorrow afterschool, ok?"

"Why are you doin' tha?" I asked, eyes widened.

"Because you deserve help and I owe you one, hollow."

King and Zangetsu place me back down on the bed, putting the blanket over me. "Baka?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks. Sorry we couldn't battle like usual."

"Don't apologize, there's always next time, hollow."

"Yeah…" I coughed again.

"Get some rest now. See you tomorrow."

"Night…Ichigo."

"Night, hollow."

King left from my sight. "Zangetsu?"

"Hmm?"

"Can ya sleep here in this room?"

"Sure. No problem," he said, poofing up a sleeping bag next to my bed, going inside it. Didn't see that coming. No fangirls. I wasn't thinking about him sleeping next to my bed. "Night, hollow."

"Night, Zangetsu."

My chest stopped hurting a bit as I placed a smile on my face. It wasn't an evil smile like I always have done before this mess started. But it was still a smile. Couldn't wait to feel better tomorrow. I hope.

Otaku: Hopefully it wasn't too bad.

Ogichi: You trying to make this fic IchiHichi 'ere? _

Otaku: I don't know. I don't want Zangetsu to be alone.

Ochigi: Good point.

Otaku: It can be...funny how liking Yuri made my mind open to Yaoi! XD

Ichigo: Aren't they kind of the same thing? O_o

Otaku: Yeah. I guess. Both involve two people of the same gender being in a relationship in the fictional world.