Hey there! Here I am with the next chapter.
Another quick note:
~Any italisized text within quotation marks is a different language
~Any italisized and underlinedtext is telepathic messages (which are usually in the other language)
Disclaimer:
Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo-sensei, and I am in no way making profit from this story!
Ichigo stared at the figure his lantern illuminated. Taking in the inhuman aura and appearance with horror and awe.
The being before him stood seven feet high, with a muscular build; obvious under the second-skin suit he wore. Long flaming red locks framed a pale orange tinted face with black angular markings etched into his forehead and neck. Two flexible antennae hung from his temples, their length long enough to brush his jaw. His nose appeared slightly flattened, but not unattractively so, and he stared back at Ichigo with glowing brown eyes before a second set of yellow ones opened where his eyebrows should've been, which also fixed onto Ichigo.
Komamura growled menacingly and leaped forward at the being- the alien- as it stepped forward. Koma latched onto the being's arm and was easily batted away. The husky landed as the alien leaned down and grabbed the oranget's wounded wrist and lifted him from the ground. Ichigo screamed in pain and Koma pounced again, latching onto the alien's arm once again and digging his fangs deep into alien flesh.
The alien seemed to be unaffected by the attack. He merely grunted and threw the dog away once more. Koma yelped upon hitting a tree.
"Koma!"
Ichigo swung his legs and hit the alien directly in his chest.
The red alien grunted in pain and dropped Ichigo.
Ichigo dropped to the ground and quickly snagged the lantern before running to his husky. He shook the large dog, and urged him to his feet.
"C'mon boy! C'mon, c'mon!"
After a quick shake, Koma got to his feet and they both bounded off into the forest, headed for the house full tilt.
Going so fast in a darkened forest isn't very smart however.
A raised root caught Ichigo's foot and he fell, landing on his wounded wrist once again.
Ichigo screamed and writhed on the ground trying to calm himself but the pain as too great. He held his hand to his chest and curled protectively around it. "Fuck, fuck, ow," he groaned as he waited for the pain to fade. Koma barked and pawed at the teen urging him to go just as Ichigo had done him.
The thundering sound of boots grew closer and Ichigo struggled to his feet.
"Sentient being."
Ichigo gasped and turned to the alien. A small orb of light hovered around him illuminating a small futuristic gun in his hand.
At the sight of the gun, Koma's hackles rose and he stood between Ichigo and the being. He leaped at the alien and he was once again batted away.
The alien pointed his gun at the fallen dog.
"No!"
Koma yelped as a small laser shot into him and he laid still.
Time seemed to stop as Ichigo gasped and tears streamed from his eyes. "Koma!" He took a few steps forward.
The alien turned the gun back to Ichigo and the teen stumbled backwards. "No..." He darted around a tree and headed for the house once more, leaving Koma and his lantern behind.
He ran through the forest once more, this time with no light to aid him. Soon Ichigo was struggling for breath and his lungs burned with the overexertion. Why wasn't he out of the forest yet? Had he really gone so deep into the woods? Was he going the wrong way?
"Ah!"
"Oof!"
Ichigo slammed into a warm body and tumbled to the ground. Now that he was no longer running he noticed that he couldn't breath. He clawed at his throat gasping for oxygen. For cool night air to cool his burning lungs.
"Agh. Shit, Ichigo! Where'd you come from?!"
"Shi...ro..."
The older brother grabbed the oranget and elevated his head. "Are you having another attack!? Where's your inhaler?"
"Ghk...h...home..."
"Idiot!" Shiro slung Ichigo's limp gasping form and stood. "Why're you running around the woods without your rescue inhaler!" He took off through the trees.
Time blurred as Shiro raced towards the trees, and things were becoming hazey for Ichigo as the entered their home, and Shiro layed him on the floor of the front room and stood to shut the door.
"I'll run up and get your inhaler," Shiro told him as he stepped over Ichigo. "It's on the nightstand right?"
"No...!" Ichigo grabbed his brother's pants leg. "Don't... don't leave! I..." A wheeze cut him off.
"Let go, Ichi! I have to get your inhaler."
"T-Take me... please!"
Shiro scoffed and picked Ichigo up once more. "What's gotten into you?"
Shiro carried his brother up to their room and dumped him on the floor next to the nightstand. He snatched the little red inhaler off of the table and shoved the mouth piece into Ichigo's mouth.
Ichigo exhale and quickly sucked in the aerosolized medicine, and repeated once more before pulling the inhaler away. "Shiro! This thing- it.. Koma-!"
Shiro covered his mouth. "Shut up and breathe deeply for 10 seconds, you know how to take your medicine! And speaking of Koma, where is that mutt?"
Ichigo pushed the pale hand away. "There's-!"
BAM!
"What the Hell?" Shiro stood.
"No! Shiro don't go!" Ichigo's breath caught in his throat and he began coughing harshly.
Shiro shoved the inhaler back into Ichigo's mouth and sprayed a dose of medicine for him. "Stop trying to speak! You're not letting the medicine take full effect! Now I'll be right back." He left and shut the door before Ichigo could object.
Ichigo yelled for Shiro to come back, but a terrible chest pain stopped him. He took another puff, and counted this time.
10
9
8
He heard footsteps ascending the stairs.
7
6
What did that noise come from?
5
4
3
It couldn't have been that thing... that alien... could it have?
2
1
0
The pain subsided and Ichigo could breathe easier now. He opened his eyes as he heard the door open. He let out a shout and scrambled away from the door.
The red alien from the woods now stood before him pointing his strange gun at him once more. It stepped into the bedroom and loomed over Ichigo.
Ichigo pressed his back into the frame of the bed and clutched his chest as he began hyperventilating in fear. Everything seemed to blur... and then go dark.
Renji lowered his gun as the being passed out on the floor in front of him. He kneeled next to it and hovered his hand over its mouth to check for respiration. He found it; the being had not died from fright.
Though the sentient being's distress had disturbed him, he was still glad he hadn't had to shoot it.
"Renji, report."
Renji stood and picked up the telepathic wave. "Your Highness. I believe I have a discovered a suitable place to set up base."
"Hmph. I expected no less from you, Renji."
"Thank you, sir."
The wave faded and Renji was once again left with his own thoughts. He looked once more to the sentient being- the human- collapsed on the floor. He once again kneeled beside it.
Upon "closer" inspection he found that it was male. The one downstairs was probably the same, especially since they appeared to have the same face. He noticed swelling of the human's wrist and gently picked it up.
"Broken," he murmured and set it gently back on the floor. He'd ask that the doctor to look at that. Though, perhaps the captain would be a better choice, since he had more experience with humans, albeit young ones.
He fingered an antenna thoughtfully as he mulled over what to do. He grunted and stood to leave. He should assist in the transfer.
Ichigo moaned softly and stretched. Time to milk the cows and get breakfast going. Ugh, not before he dragged Shiro out of the bed.
Ichigo sat up with a start. "Shiro?"
He quickly looked around the room, leaped from the bed, and ran to the door.
The door swung open before Ichigo reached it, revealing another alien. Different from the one last night.
His hair was short and blue, along with his eyes which had teal markings in the corners. He was the same height as the red one, but he appeared to be more muscular, and his skin tone was a human tan color. While all of these features were striking in their own right, they weren't the most noticeable when compared to his alien features: a second set of arms place right under the first and a long arrow-tipped tail.
"Where do you think yer going, human!" The blue alien grabbed Ichigo around the neck and lifted him from the floor.
Ichigo tried to scream, but the alien cut him off with a rough squeeze.
"Don't scream, you'll hurt my ears." He brought him closer and inspected the teenager. "Hey, you're kinda cute. You don't see too many pretty humans out in the wild."
"Grimmjow, release him. He can't breathe."
Ichigo hit the floor with a gasp after the blue alien dropped him. He coughed and hacked as he squirmed away from them both.
"Ugh, is he sick?" Grimmjow uttered in disqust.
The red alien stepped around the other and kneeled in front of Ichigo. He held out his hand.
Ichigo flinched at the sudden movement before peering into the larger hand and spotting his inhaler. He snatched it away and took a couple puffs. At this rate he'll need a refill soon.
"What's that?"
The red alien moved away from Ichigo and turned back to the blue one. "I had the Scientist analyze it. Apparently, it's medicine for humans who have respiratory problems."
"Really?"
He shrugged. "In laymen's terms anyway. I never quite understand what that man is saying."
Ichigo eyed both aliens for a moment as they slowly seemed to forget him and immerse themselves into their conversation. As much as Ichigo wanted to question them, find out what they were, and why they were there, he wanted to get away from there and find his brother much more.
He peered at the door, but with the hulking alien masses in his way there was no way he'd make it out that way. He looked to the window behind him. He hadn't locked that one right?
He slowly moved onto the bed and used his good hand to wiggle the window loose before lifting. Good the screen was still missing, he wouldn't have to worry about that. He waited for the right moment before throwing the window open, and making a leap for it.
"Oh no you don't!"
Ichigo's jump for freedom was cut short when he felt a hand grab his ankle and yank him back into the room. He hit his head upon reentry, and the blue alien pinned him to the mattress while the red one slammed the window shut.
"You think you're clever, huh human? Well, you're not, we were watchin you the whole time! We were even discussing when we should try to stop yah!"
"Let go of me!" Ichigo swung but it was easily caught and pinned by one of blue's four hands. "Let go!"
Blue cackled and flashed his shark-like teeth. "You think yer tough, huh? Think you can take me? I'm a Queso de Credo! On my planet we eat weaklings like you, bones and all! And guess what?" He grabbed Ichigo's wounded wrist, "I know your wrist is broken."
Ichigo howled in pain as blue applied bone crushing pressure to his wrist.
"Grimmjow, that's enough."
"Nope, I'm gonna make sure this puny human knows who he's dealing with!"
"Release the human, Heathen."
Red turned to the door and instantly bowed at the waist. "You're Highness."
Blue- Grimmjow- turned as well. "Who're you calling a heathen, Cerebro Prince?"
Ichigo's struggles to pry Grimmjow's hand grew weaker as his arm went numb. Red snatched him away from the four-armed alien and gently held his wrist straight. Grimmjow grunted in displeasure and left.
Another alien stepped into the room and approached red. Ichigo wiped his eyes and looked at him.
Ichigo could tell that he was the same speicies as red, for he had four eyes; the lower ones amber and the upper ones a pale green. He was tall and lean, and his pink hair reached his shoulders, framing his pale pink face. His antennae were shorter than red's, reaching only just past his flattened nose.
Pink handed red something. "Here, it's for the human's wrist." Red took it and pink straightened and crossed his arms. "It should keep the bones straight so that they heal correctly, and supply a cold sensation for the swelling."
"This is experimental, isn't it?"
Pink cracked an evil grin. "Of course."
Red sighed and gently slipped the high-tech brace onto Ichigo's wrist, and tightened the straps. Ichigo flinched when the brace beeped quietly and it suddenly grew colder. He brought it close and looked it over before he merely held his wrist to his chest and looked at the aliens warily.
The other alien that arrived was another one of red's species, but he had a more regal air about him. His skin was very pale with swirling powder blue markings on his jaw and around his lower eyes. He was lean but broad shouldered and wore robes instead of a skin tight suit, a white scarf, and a thin silvery ringlet wrapping around his head at the forehead. His black tresses reached his waist along with his antennae which were slicked back over his hair. His eyes were closed as if listening carefully to a sound far away.
How many of them are there? Ichigo wondered in despair. What do they want? Do they want to invade? Another thought entered his head and he gasped. He looked to red. "Where's Shiro?!"
Red gave him a quizzical look. "Shiro?"
"My brother! What did you do to him, why isn't he here?"
"The white human is on the ship, and as for what's being done to him you'll have to ask him," he told Ichigo, gesturing to the pink alien.
Pink grinned. "The albino human is currently on my work table in my lab. Albinos are a rare commodity and I could never get permission to study one closely... until now. Don't worry, I don't plan on doing anything particularly odd to him. After I'm done with him we'll probably harvest him. You'll be first though."
Ichigo blanched and his mouth went dry. Grimmjow's previous words conjured up gruesome, gory images in his head. "H-Harvest?"
Pink looked to the regal alien behind him. "Don't you think he'd be delicious, your Highness?"
The regal alien opened his slate gray eyes slightly sending a chill up Ichigo's spine. He murmured a mental, "Perhaps," and closed them once more.
"Doctor, you should be careful with how you word things."
"Whatever do you mean? Why should I?"
"Grimmjow just told him that his people eat humans. Saying that we'd "harvest" him has got him shaking with fear."
"Oh, that heathen would say something like that!"
Red looked to Ichigo and pet his head in a controlled manner. "Human, don't listen to Grimmjow's lies; we do not eat your kind."
"Then what do you want?" Ichigo snapped. "Why are you invading? If you need space than we've discovered planets about the same as this one."
Pink grinned before letting out a haughty laugh. "Bargaining for your planet? What a brave human; too bad space isn't what we want. We want the natural resources and humans in general."
"Why? S-Slave labor?"
Pink crossed his arms. "Hardly. We milk you."
Ichigo raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "I... I think you have the wrong species." He pointed in the direction of the barn. "I could show you how to milk our cows, Susie and Kelly, if you want."
Red cracked a smile, and Pink laughed again. "We have a speices similar to your cows; we have no need for more. And before you suggest it, we do not harvest the secretions of lactating female humans." He smiled at the confused look Ichigo gave him, and pointed in the direction of the teenager's genitals. "We have a particular taste for human semen."
"You-?" Ichigo made a horrified face. "You drink... ugh! That's disgu-!"
*"You drink milk and eat the eggs of other creatures, so don't lecture us."*
Ichigo wanted to argue but saw their point and bit his lip.
"Szayel, accompany me to the ship. Renji remain here and watch this human,"the noble alien said though Ichigo could not hear him. He turned and exited the room with pink right behind him. Renji followed but closed the door and stood in front of it.
"What's going on?"
"They went back to the ship; there's still a lot of work to be done."
"Work?"
Red crossed his arms and closed his eyes as if deeply considering something. "There's no reason to hide it from you so I'll just tell you. We're converting you home into our main base of operations. Though the prince on the other hand is probably going to make a report for his father."
"Prince? Was that quiet guy the prince?"
"Yes. First Prince Byakuya Kuchiki. Do well to mind your actions when around him."
"What about that pink creep?"
Red smirked. "Our researcher Dr. Szayelapporo Granz. To be honest, he 'creeps' me out as well."
"You?"
Red looked around the room for a moment before strolling to the desk and grabbing the chair. He dragged it next to the door and sat with a satisfied sigh. "I am the Prince's advisor and guard, Renji Abarai."
Ichigo smirked. "If you're his guard then shouldn't you have followed him?"
Renji laughed outright at that, catching Ichigo off guard. "I like you, human. Keep that up and I may consider making you my pet if the Prince does not claim you.
"P-Pet?"
"What is your name now?"
The teen stored the "pet" thing in his mind for later. "I-Ichigo Kurosaki. My brother is Shiro Kurosaki."
"Ichigo..." Renji grinned. "Well, be a good boy for me Ichigo. I don't want to have to restrain you."
Sup ya'll
About the milking thing: The sentence with the * is a quote from humon's Mars needs Men drawing on Deviantart (It's hilarious go look at it). Now don't go thinking that I took this story's plot from that comic. I'd always had a slight picture of aliens harvesting milk from females and semen from males as a delicacy (like caviar for us), and the comic just solidified it for me.
Also: I'm sorry. I used Google translate for words and that engine isn't always reliable when it comes to translations, so yeah, there's that
*~Dictionary~*
Queso de Credo- (Spanish) Brawn
Cerebro- (Spanish) Brain
(Yes, I'm so unimaginative that I made the telepathic aliens Brains and the four-armed aliens Brawn. I'm sorry...)
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