Title: Already Over
Summary: What if the fight between Ichigo and Ulquiorra ended, or started different. One-Shot. SPOILERS.
Pairing: Ulquiorra/Ichigo
Rating: M
Warnings: Non-descriptive rape, Ulquiorra in 2nd release
Note: Sort of Ichigo's POV, Companion to Let Go


He could remember only bits that led up to this now.

Fighting Ulquiorra who showed his second resurrection form. He knew Ishida and Orihime appeared as he was held up by Ulquiorra's long deadly tail awaiting the next attack. Then came the shock and flare of pain as a whole was shot through his chest. He felt himself allowed to drop, then the screams and yells from Ishida and Orihime. He couldn't move, if he could move he'd help, he so wanted to help them but couldn't. The noise stopped.

Then the feeling of claws scrapping against his back was felt, the claws dragged down his back, hips, and legs. Shredding what was left of his hakama to shreds, and practically leaving him bare. Something soft ran over his back, around and in the hole, trailing his neck, then reaching his face. Catching site of the object, a shudder crawled down his spine as the tip of Ulquiorra's tail brushing against his lips and the body of the Espada cover his slightly.

His body trembled, feeling the clawed hands grip his waist and the fur decorating the man's lower half touch his. Minutes seemed to pass as the Espada got them in position. The only warning he had was the tighting of claws on his waist. A scream retched through his throat as pain ripped through him, leaving him only seconds to gasp for air before the hollow moved, causing pained noises to escape him.

Scrapping his nails across the ground hurt, but he was willing to do anything as long as this pain ended. He let out a whimper as the hollow got rougher, seeming to wish to end this as well. A quick and rough snap made his hips burn worse from the abuse, he was sure there were bruises around his waist. A chocked sob escaped as a stinging pain wormed it's way inside of him, indicating the hollow was finished.

Shock coursed through him again as hot breath blew on his ear before the words were whispered, "You never should have came here, Kurosaki Ichigo." And then sharp teeth ripped through his throat, marking him and letting fresh warm blood run into the mouth of his capture.


The End

First try at M rated stories. Please review, will accept flames.