Title: Hunt
Series: Sequel to Void
Author: Spirixx
Genre: Drama/Romance/Action
Rating: M for men, madness and mind blowing massacre. Oh and mmmhmm good ;)
Pairing: Ichigo/Renji
Spoilers: Well it takes place after the war, after Void.
Summary: Renji is assigned a new mission that threatens his new relationship with Ichigo.
Word Count: Too lazy… about 1000 to 2000 chapter
Warnings: Lots of violence, some graphic sex, but more violence... I think there might be swearing somewhere but my idea of swearing is twisted.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish, I do not own Bleach.
Distribution: Too lazy to post this anywhere else.
Dedication: To everyone who reviewed. Your feedback gave me the ideas I have for this sequel and possibly another after this.
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CHAPTER I
Warning
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Isshin was stressed beyond all reason. He needed to restock his tissue boxes in his clinic but the store clerk was not being very helpful. He didn't want the dry half sized mini-crap tissues they kept offering. He wanted real manly tissues that could hold a full sneeze worth of snot and he told them so. They appalled girl left in a huff to get her manager, Isshin could tell she dreaded his business but he didn't care. His son usually dealt with finances nowadays but he was gone for the next three days with his boyfriend.
Isshin smirked at this. His son had finally found someone worth his time. As a father he was worried Ichigo would end up alone, he wasn't the most social man, but it seems his worries were unjust. A scruffy old man came out from the back of the store.
"Well hello Kurosaki-kun. I hear your harassing my workers again, something about snot-worthy tissues?"
"Hey old man! What's with the formalities, you're practically family."
Isshin attempted to hug him but was held off by a cane to the throat. That man was quick.
"I would rather wallow in my own mucus than be a part of your family. I feel sorry for your kids."
"Hey that hurts."
There was a long silence but then they both laughed. Isshin loved this store. I was fun to get supplies here. He followed the old store keeper to the storage in the back and couldn't help but wonder what his son was doing.
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"Your assignment is to hunt down the vizard clan?"
Ichigo tried to mask the alarm in his voice. He knew no one really knew about him but it was stuff like this that shook him down to his very soul. He didn't want anyone to know what he was. He would be segregated like a quincy if they knew. In his mind flashed the betrayed face of everyone he knew in the Soul Society, last of all Renji. He couldn't bear the thought of that becoming a reality.
"Yep, well not hunt. I have to find and track them. After that I've been order to keep an eye on them while I deal with other matters in my division. Number one priority now though is to find them. Any clues where to start."
Masaru surged with warning in his mind. As much as the hollow liked Renji, he didn't want anything to happen to his kinsmen. Ichigo didn't either.
"I haven't the foggiest idea."
"I didn't think so, just thought I'd ask anyway. What about that Shinji Hirako guy? You two seemed close enough friend-wise. Do you still keep in touch?"
Ichigo felt his temper rising. Renji didn't seem to realize what he had just said. What kind of person sells out a friend? Renji was washing dishes so he didn't see the fingernails grinding into the table. What kind of person did Renji think he was?
"Well no matter. I have a vague lead… somewhere in western North America. I think Captain Ukitake said in was in a place called… Edmonton… Isn't that a weird name for a place? Anyways I have a couple of people getting ready to scope the place out, nothing major just a general surveillance of the area. They'll leave in a week and stay for two before returning with maps and all-purpose knowledge about the area. Apparently it's a big city."
Ichigo's stomach dropped the multiple stories to the ground, Renji lived on the fourth floor of the building. For some one who didn't really know where someone was Renji had a lot of information. It was only Ichigo's second day of his three day vacation but it seemed he would have to cut it short. He would have to find some way to warn them, but how?
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"Hey Ichi, ever been to Canada? I'm going to have to go eventually to peek around for myself. If you want to come I can do the paperwork now that way there's less friction when it's actually time to go."
Renji turned to looked at him when he didn't answer. Ichigo was looking out the window with a pained expression on his face. What was going on? Maybe Ichigo just didn't like to travel. Pushing the matter aside, Renji thought it would be best to ask later, maybe when they had actually been a couple for a significant amount of time.
They had only been official for about twelve hours but it still tickled him on the inside. He felt like skipping around but he didn't want to get his ass kicked so he kept it to himself. Skipping wasn't becoming of a captain… what a shame, it really is a crime against nature.
He couldn't take it anymore; a half hour was too long. Renji put away the last of the dishes and glomped Ichigo. In the other's surprise they toppled over into a heap on the floor. Whatever Ichigo had been frowning about disappeared as he began laughing like a fool on the floor.
"What the hell was that for?"
"It's been half an hour. The half hour mark is official glomping time. You're such a rookie for not knowing that Ichigo, geeze."
Ichigo tackled Renji pinning him to the floor. The wrestled and fought for top position, squeezing in comments the whole way.
"Who are you calling a rookie? And half an hour since what?"
"You, spiky head, and that's how long its been since I came home . I've had decades of experience in the matter of official welcome home greetings. You failed to meet the standards therefore you get glomped."
"What the hell is a glomp?"
"A tackle hug! Isn't it fun?"
Ichigo finally lost. Renji was bigger than him muscle-wise, which sometimes was a bad thing. Renji lay on top of him and messed up his hair before springing up and ducking behind the couch. A soaring pillow barely missed his tuck and roll. It was just like old times, well with some significant differences.
"Renji come out you bastard! What if I don't want to abide by your silly rules? What are you going to do about that?"
Renji combat crawled across the living space to hide behind the kitchen island while Ichigo had his back turned. He hid there for a moment before diving out and sweeping Ichigo's legs out from under him. Ichigo hit the floor and bounced into a crouching position, but only momentarily for Renji had tackled him again, this time hard into the back of the couch.
"Make you!"
"Well aren't you two cute, frolicking like a couple of pups in spring. Now that I'm officially overloaded with public displays of affection, we need to go to the training yard."
Ikkaku was leaning against the doorframe looking all too smug. His zanpakutou hung loosely at his side. There was a throat clearing noise behind him. Ikkaku moved into the living space as Ichigo and Renji righted themselves, to reveal a bubbling Yachiru.
"Ichi-chan! Are you ready to play? Ken-chan has everything all set up. He is super excited to play with you."
Renji couldn't help but laugh as the colour drained from Ichigo's face. The poor guy looked down right stunned. Renji punched him in the shoulder and grabbed Zabimaru from his wall mount. He hadn't sparred with Ikkaku in over a month and was looking forward to refreshing his skills. Looking at Ichigo he noticed something he felt stupid for not noticing earlier. It was so obvious.
"Ichigo, where is Zangetsu?"
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Eight Years Ago
Ichigo: 17
"Masaru, you in there?"
"I am always in here. Where else would I go?"
"You can't leave?"
"Can you?"
"Good point. I was wondering, what happened to the old man in here? Where is Zangetsu?"
"He's here too. He can't leave just like you and I."
"Why doesn't he talk to me then? It's always you I talk to."
"That's a silly question. One you already know the answer to too. I'll answer you anyway, though, in the spirit of partnership. You have nothing to say to him, so he doesn't have anything to say to you. How many conversations are you going to have with yourself before you realize we are all one?"
"But I always talk to you now. I don't get it."
"When you understand the meaning of unity, you will. I don't even completely understand, but I will and so will you. You should get some sleep, you have a final tomorrow."
"What did I ever do before you? We really are a team."
"Nothing, there was never a before me, idiot."
"Goodnight partner…"
"Night… Ichi… Goodnight partner."
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END I
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Hey everyone. I am suffering from insomnia so you all benefit. Two updates in one day. I need something to do. The funny part is I have too much to do. I work and school and sleep. I guess writing these is my break from reality I guess.
Well I split the story into chunks. I found that a lot of people are intimidated by massively huge stories. It's easier this way too. I didn't want the whole thing to be called Void too because it stops being Void when they are together. I like the new title too. I've been reading a great deal of the other fan fics here and I have a mountain of inspiration to run with. This story may even branch into another sequel, who knows. Hope you like it.