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Wow, I'm glad that there are already a few people who decided that this was a wise idea! XD I'm so glad! *caramell dansen* Well, sorry bout the little cliffie, but it was the 1st Chapter. I'm glad that y'all like it already. I also vow to make the chapters as long as I can! ^_^ Well, here's Chapter 2!
Chapter 2: Vampire's Prey
After the boy had left the bar, Shiro had decided to follow him home. There is where I shall take him...he thought. He could feel his canines grow at the growl in his chest. For some odd reason, the human's blood had even smelled tantalizing, like it was teasing him, inviting him to bite. But he had abided by Renji's wish and hadn't taken him back at the bar, as much as his instincts had wanted him to. Never in his entire life had he wanted a human so badly, and it was killing him to just stick to the shadows and follow him. Once the human was inside, he decided to wait a few minutes before sneaking in. Best not startle him too much...besides, they're easier to...persuade when asleep...he thought with a toothy grin. There was a sudden crash from the house. He looked up to see the window had been smashed in and the scent of Demon was in the wind. Aww shit...He climbed into the window and stared at what he saw. His prey was pinned to a wall by a Demon with multiple arms and one big toothy mouth. "Let my prey go." he snarled and ran his hand through the creatures chest. He watched as the human fell unconsious onto the floor. Good, he didn't see anything...like that matters...
"Gyah! F-fucking Hunter!" the Demon snapped as Shiro removed his arm from its chest. He grinned as it turned around, showing its face.
"You've got some nerve, stalking my prey like this." he said and was a little stunned when the Demon laughed.
"You're prey? You're blind, Hunter. You obviously do not see what this boy truly is." It laughed, its voice dripping with venom. Shiro cokced his head to one side.
"What do you mean by that, Demon?" he asked. The Demon's grin widened, showing off all its yellowing teeth.
"This boy's mine!" it snarled and leaped out at him. Shiro was blasted backwrads and out the window. He landed harshly on the street, shards of glass stuck in his arm.
D-damnit...he cursed as he pulled one out of his arm. The Demon flew down after him, jaws outstretched. "Man, that's just wrong." he murmered. He took the shard and shoved it up the Demon's mouth. It cried out and he rolled over to stand up. "Now...how to kill you..." He watched as it tore the shard out and flung it at him. He easily caught it and shattered it in his grip. "Not gonna be that easy, Demon." he snarled.
"Neither am I!" Shiro's golden eyes widened as three of its arms were flung his way. He dodged the first two with ease and managed to grab the third one, snapping it in two and tearing off the top part. "Grahhh!"
"Well, sadly, your arms are easy to dismeber." he teased, his teeth growing and flashing dangerously in the night. "So...you were saying? The Demon laughed.
"You are lucky Hunter. I'm not at full strength because of this disguise. However, my job is complete for now. Until next we meet, farewell." Shiro lunged at the Demon, but it dissapered into the shadows and back to its realm.
"Damn...got away..." He sighed. He starightned himself out and brushed off his jacket. As he heads back into the house, he sniffs the air. The faint scent of blood flows past and rushes up the stairs. When he gets thre, he sighs. The human isn't hurt...well, not badly...he thought. As he leaned closer, he could see blood dripping slightly from his arm where another glass shard was embebbed, Shit... Before he could pull it out, the human's ees opened slowly.
Ichigo slowly opened his eyes to see the same plae man from before. For some reason, an overwhelming fear filled him and he tried to back away. "G-get back!" he stammered, flinching at the pain in his arm and in his palm as he landed on more broken glass.
"If you don't stay still, I can't exactly get the shards out." The calming voice of the man before him caused him to freeze, but only for a second. He backed away further, his mind telling him to stay away from this man.
He isn't what he seems...it kept screaming to him. He flinched as the shards dug deeper into his hand. Suddenly, his back was against the bathtub as the pale man seemed to crawl towards him slowly, almost as if he was hunting him down.
"Stay still boy...it'll be fine..." He whispered in a calming, almost seductive tone. Ichigo looked up to lock eyes with the man's swirling golden ones. He froze, unable to look away as he felt drawn to them. "Come a little closer..." the man whispered. Ichigo was stunned tp find his body react automatically.
No...what am I doing...? his mind felt foggy and far away as he drew closer to the man. The man held his hand out and Ichigo held out his own. Slowly, the man picked the glass out of it, but Ichigo couldn't feel the pain. He pulled one out of his arm and froze at the hungry look in the man's shining golden eyes. Wh...what is he...
"Relax..." The moment he said the word, Ichigo felt calm. He watched behind heavy eyes as the ma leaned forward and began to lick the blood trailing down his arm. The fog in his mind suddenly deepend when the man slowly crawled up and placed his lips against his neck. "Do not move an inch..." He couldn't think through the deep fog in his mind, only react. He flinched slightly when teeth sank deep into his neck. He wasn't sure what was going on, but his mind no longer seemed to register this man as a threat. In fact, he liked what was going on. He moaned as the man sunk his teeth even deeper into his neck. But just as soon as it had happened, the man drew away, a crimson liquid on his lips.
Blood...his mind barely registered it. The man licked his lips and covered his eyes with his hand.
"Sleep...sleep and forget..." Before Ichigo could even register what had actually happened, he felt his eyes close and the world fade away.
Shiro watched as the human fell asleep and caught him as he slumped forward. He had told himself that he wasn't going to drink from the human because he was already traumatized enough, but the smell of his blood drove him over the edge and he couldn't help himself. Luckily, he won't remember this in the morning...he thought. He'll sleep till the sun comes up... He slowly lifted the human in his arms and placed him on his bed. After bandaging thew humans arm, he worked quickly to close the window and sweep up the broken glass.
The human's blood hummed in his body like a soft melody. As he finished up, he walked back into the humans bedroom and sighed. The human was sleeping peacefully, his face relaxed. Shiro walked up and ran a hand thorugh his bright orange hair, surprised at how soft it was. Who is this boy? He turned to see a small picture sitting on a nightstand next to his bed. He picked it up and smiled. The scene showed the human, much younger, with two little girls and to other people, most likely his parents. They looked rather happy, playing on the beach that was on the outskirts of town. He flipped the picture over to see something scrawled on the back.
'In...l...me...o...K...'
Can't read it...he thought. It had been all but erased from the back of the picture. He sighed and placed it back down in the exact spot he found it. He spared the human one more look before walking downstairs and out the door.
When he made it back to the apartment, he could hear Grimmjow snoring on his couch. God, I have to get myself my own place...he thought and sighed. He just rolled his eyes and grabbed Grimmjow's leg and yanked him off the couch. This time, Grimmjow lunged at him, sharp teeth just a few inches from his throat. "Hey, Grimm! Wake the fuck up!" he snapped, smacking his face. Grimmjow shook his head and looked down as his teeth shrank back to normal.
"God, did you have ta do that Shi?" he asked just as Shiro picked him up and tossed him onto the couch.
"I told you not to call me that!" he snapped. Grimmjow just laughed, confusing the vampire. "What's so funny?"
"Your toss had no bite to it." he teased. Shiro pinned him to the couch, flashing his teeth.
"Do you really want there to be?" he asked quietly. Grimmjow just grinned and shoved him off.
"Not this time. Emergency only, and by the feel of it, ya don't need it." he said. Shiro just clicked his tongue and got back up to go to bed.
"Go back to your apartment." he called and slammed his bedroom door shut. Grimmjow just grinned, fell back inot the couch, and fell back asleep.
When Ichigo woke upthe next morning, he felt exhausted for some reason. Ugh...my head hurts like shit...he thought as he rubbed his forhead. He crawled out of bed and headed towards the shower. As he got up, he turned to see that his window was broken. "Wait...when did that happen?" He began to look around his room for something that might've broken it, but he couldn't find a thing. He looked back at the window and looked at the shattered glass. Was it...broken from the inside? he wondered. He closed his eyes and tried to think. Ac hilling revelation crawled through him when he realized that he couldn't remember what had happened after he had gotten home. Shower...he thought. Maybe that'll help. I'm still too tired, that's all. He quickly removed his clothes and before he stepped in, he noticed the bandages on his upper arm and the palm of his left hand. Was I...hurt? He slowly removed the bandages, wincing at the pain that shot through his entire arm. The wounds had penetrated rather deep, but they were clean. Was it caused by the glass? He just shook his head. What the fuck happened? He sighed when nothing came to mind and climbed into the warm shower.
As he let the warm water wash over his stiff body, he closed his eyes to try and collect his thoughts. Let's see...I ws walking home from school when...when...somebody was after me...He started. I ran to a bar...but then...then...This is where his mind began to fuzz up. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog away. There was a...a man there...pale as winter snow...As he tried to remember past that, he couldn't help that his mind coudn't get off the pale man he had met. He could feel something in his chest as he remembered the man; pale skin, silver hair, and those eyes...
Suddenly, something clicked in his mind. Those eyes...I saw them again...It was then that everything came crashing back painfully. He cried out and held his head as he got down on his knees, the water splashing his back. The attack, the monster in his room, and the bite on his neck. He slowly lifted his fingers to his neck. There wasn't a single sign of him being bitten, but he knew it happened. What...what's going on? He decided to back to the bar and get answers. Who knows, right?
When Shiro got up and out of the shower, he wasn't at all surprised to see Grimmjow walk in...again. "Seriously, my room is not a meeting place!" he snapped as he ran a towel through his wet hair, another towel wrapped around his waist. Grimmjow sighed and stared at him.
"I'm just excited here! I finally get to go out again. I hate full moons..." he grumbled. Shiro just rolled his eyes and fixed a small bowel of cereal.
"Yeah yeah, I pity your soul, blah blah blah." He said as he poured the milk into the bowel. Grimmjow scowled at him.
"Tsk, whatever, mister no-soul." he teased. Shiro froze and he instantly felt bad. "H-hey, sorry bout that. I keep forgetting that you do have-"
"Just drop it. It's fine." Shiro sighed. As he sat at the small table, Grimmjow grabbed another empty chair, spun it around and rested his head on the back. "I know you didn't mean it." After a few minutes of silence, Grimmjow grinned.
"So...how was the meal last night?" Shiro rolled his golden eyes.
"Interrupted by a sudden attack. The ugly bastartd got away." He grumbled. Grimmjow grinned.
"So your meal was ugly?" he teased.
"No, he was rather good lookign actual-" He cut himself off and threw the napkin holder at Grimmjow. "You fucking asshole!" he snapped angrily. Grimmjow smiled.
"How hot was he?" Shiro sighed, knowing that no matter how hard he could try and avoid the question, Grimmjow would work right back to his question.
"Actually..." He pondered on what to say and then smiled. "You could say he was rather vibrant." Grimmjow just gave him a confused stare.
"How does that have anything to do with being hot?" he asked and Shiro shrugged.
"Not my fault you don't get it." He replied as Ulquiorra walked in, holding a piece of paper in his pale hand. "New orders?" he asked.
"Yup. Apparantly, the Demons in this area truly are searxhing for something. We're to find out what it is." Ulquiorra said."This mission is coming from the top guys. So basically..."
"There's no puttin this shit off till later." Grimmjow grumbled. "Man, I really just wanted to tear my claws into some Demon flesh."
"If you don't mind, i'm trying to eat here." Shiro complained. Grimmjow just rolled his eyes.
"C'mon, blood is what truly sustains you here. You don't think I may find that nasty?" he asked. Shiro jut ignored him. After finishing up, he placed the bowel into the sink and headed back to his room to pick out what he wanted for the day.
"So, looks like you and I are the only ones on the Hunt tonight." Ulquiorra said. Grimmjow turned to him and sighed.
"What for? I haven't seen him in action in over a week!" he complained.
"He's going to get some information. What better place then the Rukon Bar?"
"The Rukon Bar? Doesn't Renji work there?" Grimmjow asked. Ulquiorra nodded and he sighed. "I thought he quit the Hunters."
"He did, but he still makes it his duty to pass info around. So he works at a place that's neutral. We don't attack Demons, they don't attack Hunters or humans." Ulquiorra explained.
"Pft, yeah, like that'll work." Grimmjow mumbled.
"It has for the past 170 years since he started it." Shiro said as he stepped out. He was wearing a Disturbed t-shirt with dark black jeans, a chain neckalce around his neck holding his faveorite dragon pendant. "So I'm going back. Who knows? Maybe something good will reach my ear." he smiled as he walked out of the apartment.
As he walked towards the bar, his gaze fell suddenly on a figure he didn't think he'd see again; the same human from before. What's he doing here? he wondered. I thought he said he didn't drink often... He watched as the young man walked into the bar. After a few seconds, he walked in after him. As he walked in, he was surprised at how empty it was. Guess i'm early... He sat down next to the orange head and hoped he didn't look his way. I erased his memory...so why am I worrying? Suddnely, the human turned to him and grabbed his shoulder.
"Hey, haven't I seen you before?" He asked slowly. Shiro shook his head.
"Nope, first time." He said, trying to keep his voice level. The human shook his head.
"No, you're lying...I saw you last night." he said. Shiro just laughed.
"Have you had too much to drink? I've never seen you before." he repeated, but he knew it was a lie just by looking into the human's chocolate eyes. They were completly clear of alchohol. The human stood up, glaring at him and rolling up his sleeve, the scars from the previous night showing.
"How can I forget what caused this? What you did to my neck?" He snapped. Shiro froze.
This kid...does he really remember?
Chapter 2 end.
Yup, another cliffy. Once this gets running, i'll finish Protect, ok? Promise~! Well, tell me what ya think~!
