Well… my friend got this shoved in my head and I couldn't get it out! . I have been OBSESSED with Toby Turners walkthrough for Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood. So my friend said I should make an Ichihime fan fic based on it. I couldn't help it! Hate me or not I don't care! I'm a girl but I love the assassins creed video game and I nerded all over the floor when I saw the Assassin's Creed Revelations trailer. Lol well I know most people don't know the game but... I will explain it later in the story. OK! I will shut up and start writing!

full summary: Ichigo Ezio Kurosaki Auditore is a high class Assassin who feels like he is not allowed to fall in love. Will a chance of fate bring him to protect someone else besides his love for his country and his duty to take back Roma from the hated Borgia that killed his mother? Ichigo "Ezio" is thrown into a battle for love and hate. Meeting new people and making new friends. will he soon reilize that all of his training from his grandfather Altair was supposed to be used to protect a girl or will he go crazy for power and kill everything in his path including the girl that loves him for him? -Based on the video game Assassin's Creed.-

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Disclaimers:

I do not own bleach! Tite kubo does!

I do not own Assassin's Creed! That belongs to is respected owners!

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An assassin's grip on his sword is tight, but his love for another human is tighter. –Hichigolvr TeeHee

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'Another fucking assignment?' I mentally cursed. Sometimes being an assassin sucked! Sure it was awesome to know that I was the most wanted male to be put in jail and to know that any woman would die to have me ask for their hand. But I had no time for love. Sometimes I wanted to sit back and relax. Maybe become a father. That would be nice… but no. I couldn't have the luxury to fall in love. I was Ichigo Ezio Kurosaki. Most people just call me Ezio. Sure I was Japanese but I was half Italian. That's where the assassin kicks in. my mother was Italian and my dad is Japanese. My job called upon me at quite a young age it all started on that one dreadful day.

"Mommy?" I shook her body repeatedly "Mommy wake up! We need to go home before the guards see us!" I tried pulling at her unresponsive body.

The Borgia took over my home land. It was supposed to me my land! Years of Auditore's lived and ruled this land and I was next in line. I didn't want the Kurosaki name. I wanted the Auditore name. The Auditore's are the highs of classes men but they risk their lives to become high killers. Assassins. My great grandfather Altair told me with a big smile that I would be able to protect the ones I loved. I was overjoyed, I could protect my mother. But when the day came that she needed to be protected… I didn't have the power that Altair promised me. I hated the Borgia they took everything away from me. My line to the Auditore throne, I would be a kind noble men.

"Mommy?" I asked only to receive a silent reply. Tears stung at the end of my eyes. I heard the clank of metal on metal. Amour hitting and gridding against each other. That sound meant death.

"Ichigo… stay quiet and hold on to my robes." I turned around to find Altair wearing the robes of the assassins. Plain assassins white. I could not see his eyes for they were covered by the hoods shadow that cast a heavy felling upon my heart. I saw wet streaks down his face. 'Mom… no… no this can't be right! She's not dead! No… no… no... NO!' I yelled in my small head. Altair grabbed my mother and picked her up. He grabbed me by the color of my shirt and pulled me up to the roof.

"Stay here and watch your mother's body. I will be right back." He said as his wrists pulled up and hidden blades slid out of his forearm guards. He looked down at one of the three Borgia soldiers inspecting the blood stain. Then… he jumped. I heard screams of the man as the blade slid down his throat , further, further, blood splat out of the man's mouth and he landed on the floor with a silent 'thud' the other men yelled an drew their blades. Altair pulled out his sword and the metal clanged together. But my grandpa was stronger than that, he twirled around on the man's back and stabbed another in the chest. Blood sprayed everywhere. My stomach turned at the scene that unraveled before me but I didn't dare look away. The first man yelled louder as his comrade fell into a puddle of his own blood. A single swing ended the whole fight. Altair swung and blood hit his pale face. Sure he was a grandfather but he was in no way was 'old'. He climbed back up to me and my mother picking her up once again. He picked me up on his shoulders and jumped from building to building.

'I'm sorry Ichigo.'

Yesh. I hated the training but the result of Altair's rough training was worth it. I could run at full sprint for three miles, my body could react to anything that was thrown at it. I was glad. I could protect my family. I ran a tired hand through my bright orange hair under my pitch black hood that covered my face. I walked out of the building to enjoy the last of this day. I walked down the streets of people. Some turning and bowing at me, others blushing and giggling to themselves. It was so peaceful. 'I want to go for a run on the roofs… should I?' I asked 'Altair will kill me… oh well.' I said with a smirk upon my face. It was always fun to free run. I ran and jumped upon a wall, grabbing a small league that hung out. With sure steady hands I grabbed the window above me and quickly climbed up. It was nice in the new palace area but I didn't like the feeling I was getting today. It didn't feel… right… Altair told me that assassins must always follow their feelings. For they would be the sharpest weapon that we can have. I jumped from roof to roof and then finally getting to the outer wall. I saw a latter there waiting for me. I jumped up and grabbed it with one hand.

"Ichigo Ezio Kurosaki Auditore! Get down here this instant!" I heard Altair's yells from down below.

"I'm checking up on the guards! Relax! When I'm down I'll go and see what the Borgia are doing over in the hills! I understand my mission and I won't fail!" I yelled as I climbed upwards towards the ledge.

"You better be in that haystack of the other side of this wall when you're done!"

"Awww! Why do I have to jump!" I asked angrily. I hated jumping off cliffs into haystacks sure I had to do it all the time but I couldn't just jump off.

"Because you're an Auditore! We jump! Not climb down like you lazy ass!" he yelled as he walked away. People bowed and he kissed ladies hands as they bowed, showing gratitude. I want to be a gentleman like him.

I finally got to the top of the wall and climbed over. All is good. Wait what's that? I jumped off the edge to land on the walkway.

"Um Fidelio?" I asked a guard that was one of my only friends.

"Oh hey Ezio. Nice to see you here, and yes?"

"What is that?" I asked pointing to a large wooden structure.

"Oh-no. This is not good. Ezio please go tell your grandfather to get ready for battle. This battle with go down in history for the battle of 1503!" he yelled as he ran to tell the other guards. Though I hated it I found the nearest ledge that was used by us assassins to train jumping. I climbed to the top with fast movements though they felt so slow. I crouched to the end of the ledge and prepared myself for a jump gathering all my strength and jumped. I landed in the haystack nicely but quickly jumped out and started running on the roofs.

'Please don't let me be too late!' I yelled inside my head. This is not going to end well.

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~Hichigolvr signing out!