Author's note: tell me if you find the lyrics annoying! I am thinking about possibly deleting them, to, as one of the other AO3 members suggested, in order to make things flow better. Odds have lyrics, evens do not.
I do not own bleach, any of the songs, or the characters and lyrics herein.
"Your cruel device
your blood, like ice
one look could kill
my pain, your thrill!"
He was a fool. An utter, complete, horrendous moron. What on earth could have possessed him to fall for Aizen. Aizen of all people! His captor, creator, and darkest rival. The other had beaten him in the fight after Aizen had revealed what Ichigo truly was. The bastard hadn't been lying, as he had watched in horror as his father, Yoruichi and Hat-and-Clogs had all been cut down ruthlessly by the brown haired man. The shock of seeing his father in the uniform of the shinigami, in addition, he had a captain's haori (though it was folded in such a manner so he couldn't see which division he'd once commanded) had slowed the orangette's reactions down enough to find himself suddenly hoisted in the air over the brunette's shoulder. Five shinigami Ichigo had never met before appeared and bowed to him asking "Have you chosen your bride, Soul King-sama?" that was the last shock Ichigo could handle. A quiet sob of utter incomprehension mixed with the utter desperation and desolation of someone who's world had been utterly shattered before his eyes. Aizen responded with an affirmation, and lightly squeezed the substitute's rump. That caused the teen to faint in utter terror. As he fell into unconsciousness, Aizen ordered the "Zero Squad" to heal all damaged shinigami, bring them to Soul Society and reveal his true Identity, as well as why he had done this to them.
"I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
you're poison running through my veins
you're poison, I don't wanna break these chains"
That had happened months ago. The royal dimension had people, but none of them would talk to them, as he was the Queen of Soul Society. When he timidly asked if he could see his family, or friends, his husband had told him only when they were truly husband and wife (he so graciously explained, whispering sinful promises as well as when Ichigo fell irrevocably in love with him) would the both of them visit Soul Society, as well as the world of the living once more. The only thing that kept Ichigo from trying to violently resist Aizen's (slowly) successful attempt at seducing him was the fact that Aizen could literally do anything to any or all of his loved ones and get away with it, solely on the fact that he was the Soul King. Which led him to this… was he slowly descending into madness? No… No he wasn't as his inner hollow would have taken over…
"Your mouth, so hot
your web, I'm caught
your skin, so wet
black lace on sweat"
Kami help him, Ichigo had had vivid dreams about what the other would do to him when he did finally surrender himself to the other. Insinuations, as well as "informational books" left by the zero squad on various… Positions, as well as how certain types of encounters should be handled (and he'd been forced to read it, or Aizen would "teach" him what the other had said. When the berry had resisted once, the older male had tucked the other into his lap, pulled the book and read the erotic content in that dark chocolate voice that rubbed along his nerves as if it were velvet. The way he spoke, reading what it said, it had caused weeks wet dreams and soiled sheets that he hurriedly cleaned by himself so that no one would notice. He hoped that was the case at least). One particular dream involved a pair of black lace panties that he'd been wearing (and nothing else) as his captor, his king touched and kissed each part of him.
"I hear you calling and it's needles and pins
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you but your under my skin
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
Running deep inside my veins,
Poison burning deep inside my veins
one look, could kill
my pain, your thrill"
At times Ichigo wanted to use Zangetsu (he'd been allowed to keep the old man, in addition to all of his powers. That had been an unexpected, but welcome surprise) to stab the brown haired man in as many places as he could reach, despite what the other's voice could do to Ichigo if the teen wasn't expecting the other to speak. How did the other manage to capture his attention so?
But the bastard was somehow worming his way deep inside Ichigo's heart. It's not as if he'd suddenly changed into a mushy, kind, good hearted romantic. No, he was still the cold, calculating, arrogant, gorgeousasshole that the berry had always encountered. The man never seemed to get angry either (not that Ichigo had tried to push him that far… He wanted to keep his family and friends whole… But more and more, the berry desired for the other to genuinely like or care for him. Something other than a successful experiment of some kind). Ichigo had seen brief flashes in the older male's eyes when he interacted with someone more than once, or for more than about ten minutes. It was one full of sinister intent, and… Jealousy? but Ichigo spoke to Aizen the most, of everyone in that damn place. That look, stopped his heart for a moment. And the other's lips looked so tempting to taste at times…
"I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
you're poison running through my veins
you're poison, I don't wanna break these chains"
There were other looks from his-the king of Soul Society that he saw out of the corner of his eyes, that Ichigo was unsure that he was meant to see. When the teen moved in a certain way, the other's much darker brown eyes would deepen further in color. If the teen dropped something on the floor and bent down to pick it up, he might get a slight inhale of air from the other. Why, the teen had no idea. Increasingly he found it harder and harder to be even passive aggressive towards the asshole who had been no less than gentlemanly… Most of the time. And Ichigo never was one to abuse others (such as the timid servants that were employed to clean, and cook and to various other tasks for the Soul- Aizen) so he could not "rebel" by harming the other occupants of the royal dimension.
"You're poison!
I don't wanna break these chains,
Poison!
I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
you're poison running through my veins
you're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison!"
Ichigo curled into a defensive ball of misery after he'd finished the song. Something had struck a chord in the teen, causing him to break out into song. Now all he felt was a terrible sense of vulnerability and utter loneliness… The realized that he was starting to fall for the other, and tears started to stream down his face. He couldn't let anyone know this, especially Aizen, or he'd be torn apart. Made into whatever kind of puppet that the brown haired man was looking for, to flaunt and further break Soul Society under his control. The teen fell asleep in that position, a maid finding her queen in an odd place, tears glistening on his cheeks.