Hiya! I'm back with a second chapter by request. It seems some of you weren't happy at the fact that Renji and Rukia got off Scott free. Well, while I was watching Teen Titans last night, an entirely new idea spawned itself out of my mind and I'm very enthusiastic about it! Please show your support and I hope you enjoy the story! :D

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Renji looked on in horror at the sight he was witnessing. The redhead could see Ichigo's legs wrapped around that scum. What was his berry thinking? Why was he letting that filthy Espada, that excuse for a being thrust into him like that? Why was he moaning? Ichigo never moaned like that for him, hell he hated being bottom and here he was downright begging for it. All these questions raced through Renji's mind as he tried to process the act of witnessing his former lover fucking the enemy. Zabimaru's wielder tried to mask his reiatsu but was almost certain that neither man would notice him as they seemed far too preoccupied with each other. Biting his tongue to the point of tasting blood, Renji hastily left the scene, he had to find Rukia and tell her what he just witnessed.

He found the raven haired girl by the lake on the outskirts of Karakura town kicking rocks into the shallow waters. He approached her sullenly, he still couldn't believe what he had seen but Rukia would know what to do, she always knew what to do and right now, all he wanted to do was to erase that horrendous imagery from out of his mind. Sitting down, he told her everything he'd witnessed.

A long moment seemed to have passed before Rukia spoke.

"Renji, are you sure that's what you saw?" Her black locks obscured her eyes but behind them shone betrayal and something else. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. There was frankly no possible way Ichigo would betray Soul Society, not after everything they've done for him, all the power they gave him to protect those closest to him. She failed to acknowledge the fact that Ichigo got to the level he was at with sheer guts and determination on his part and perhaps a little help he'd received from Kisuke, they had been a constant burden to him but because of his caring nature, he had never disappointed them. Rukia did not remember any of that. Kurosaki Ichigo had turned her life upside down and she would make sure he paid one way or another and here was Renji, handing her his ex-lover's doom on a silver platter. The Vice-Captain thought Rukia was conflicted for the same reasons as himself but he would never have guessed that the raven-haired girl was smiling with glee on the inside. She wanted to get rid of Ichigo once and for all. He was affecting everyone around her and she didn't like it. Sure he had saved her life but her brother now regarded him in higher honours than he did her. Everywhere she went all she would hear was how much of a hero Ichigo was and it was driving her insane. Rukia was trying so hard not to smile but she did do anyway. She realised that she didn't care about her child-hood friend at all, only using him to hurt Ichigo.

Renji could see the conflict and doubts in her eyes and he drew her body closer to his in an attempt to soothe him until he heard the cackle that escaped her. Throaty and small but it sounded evil and the man wondered instantly if he should have told her what he'd seen. He shook the thought away getting angry at himself for doubting his new lover.

"Renji don't be stupid, I'm sure you were just confused." She had to be certain that all of this was true. Oh Kurosaki, you'll meet your end soon. I'll see to it. Renji frustrated and angry with himself, snapped at Rukia, tired of her always questioning him.

"Rukia, shut up." He spat out. "It's hard to mistake seeing your ex-lover fucking another guy. A filthy Espada no less! How dare he?" Anger shone brightly in his eyes, illuminating his chocolate brown orbs.

He sighed seeing her wide-eyed expression. He felt like such a jerk, he didn't mean to hurt Rukia. "I'm just confused; I don't know what to do with any of this." He looked tired and hurt but none of the pain and sorrow he was sure was reflected in his demeanour seemed to phase Rukia. In her deep violet pools glimmered an adulterated hatred for their once best-friend and lover.

"It's pretty obvious to me what we have to do Renji. We have to let the captains know that Kurosaki Ichigo is now an enemy of Soul Society. Th-" Renji cut her off.

"But Rukia, they'll take away his powers. They might even execute him. After everything I've put him through recently, I simply can't allow that! Besides, he might be sorry and continue to fight for us." The young Kuchiki shook her head. "It's better to deal with him now before he becomes a serious threat. You also know what the higher-ups will do to us if they find out we withheld information from them." Renji was so foolish, he always fell for the same tricks. She didn't give a damn about his safety, she just wanted Kurosaki out of the picture and if she could get rid of Renji too, well that would just be her Christmas and Birthday presents rolled into one.

The vice-captain sighed, he knew she was right. Sending a silent prayer to the Gods, they disappeared into the night. Abarai Renji couldn't shake the sense of foreboding he felt brewing on the horizon.

A few days had passed since Ichigo had his heart torn to shreds by the people he held dearest to him, however, the pain wasn't throbbing as much as it should've been. In fact, it had dulled into a barely noticeable ache and there was only one man to thank for that. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. He hadn't heard from said Espada since that night either and the carrot-head had to admit that he was craving the contact of the blue-haired menace. He couldn't have planned it better because seconds later he felt a sudden spike in reiatsu in the air and seconds more, none other than the man occupying his thoughts appeared outside his window, knocking slightly, asking for entrance. Grimmjow let a menacing grin grace his features; he knew exactly what entrance he was really asking to assault. Without missing a beat, Ichigo opened the door and the blue-haired Espada jumped in, landing graciously on the Shinigami's bed.

"Oi, get your filthy feet of my bed. Yuzu changed the sheets this morning." Grimmjow smirked, watching Ichigo's eyes darken with mischief and a promise of death as he dug his heel deeper into the green sheets.

"Bastard. Get the fuck off or you can return back to the hell hole you came from." Grimmjow halted in his actions. No way in hell would he go back to Hueco Mundo without getting some ass after the risk he took just getting here without Aizen's consent.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. See, I'll make it clean. Please. Just don't deny me the pleasure of ravaging that sweet and tight ass." He inched closer to Ichigo, crashing his lips onto unprepared ones and snaking his fingers underneath a grey shirt to find dusky nipples. The carrot-haired teen moaned into the kiss. Grimmjow's lips were always so warm. Despite the silent agreement that Ichigo would bottom, they still fought for dominance, tongue clashing within the confines of hot caverns. They fell on the floor causing a huge thud which resounded within the entire house. Fighting off a demurring Espada, Ichigo quickly broke their kiss and shoved his lover into his connected bathroom. Seconds later, none other than Isshin slammed into his room, flower pot in hand.

"What are you doing with a flower pot idiot?" Ichigo scowled at his father.

"I thought you might've have been fighting with someone. I came to protect you my lovely son." Ichigo tsked at his father stupidity. Really? A flower pot? The teen quirked an eyebrow.

"As you can see, there's no one in here so get the fuck out old man." Isshin was persistent but Ichigo wasn't having any of this today.

"Dad, I said get out. I think I hear Karin calling you."

"Karin my baby, daddy's coming!" The man left as noisily as he had come. Ichigo shook his head, he needed to move out already but it would make his sisters sad. Ichigo would wait for them to grow up a little bit more. He needed some space from that man.

"You can come out now Grimmjow." Ichigo stretched on his bed, scratching his stomach as a yawn escaped his lips.

"You don't look up for much Berry-chan, should I go?" Grimmjow would never admit to caring for anyone but he was sure he felt a soft spot for the special strawberry laying sprawled out on his tiny bed.
"No, you don't have to go. We could just stay here for a while if you want." He shifted a little on the bed; creating a small space to accommodate the larger man. Grimmjow scoffed outwardly, as if he was going to be cramped up in such a small space. He quickly jumped on the bed, straddling the young boy's hips, his infamous feral grin matching the sardonic glint in his eyes. Ichigo gasped getting ready to scold the man when the Espada spoke.

"Don't worry about it berry-chan, I'll do the work today." He winked and swiftly got to work. Eyeing the small bulge, the sixth best Espada pulled down Ichigo's trousers and boxers finding his grand prize. He gently grabbed hold of the teen's member stroking it to life. Ichigo moaned low in his throat. He had to admit, Grimmow was good with his hands. Not one for patience or any of that crap, Grimmjow put his mouth over Ichgio's member, licking the tip and lowering his head further down and humming around the base, sending lightning bolts through his "berry-chan." He moved like a professional porn star, deep-throating the tan phallus and licking the top to draw delectable moans from the teen trashing under him. He mused in his head how hot the strawberry looked when he was so vulnerable like this. Distracted, he nearly choked when Ichigo bucked his hips, craving, wanting, and needing more of that warmth around him.

"My god!" He practically gasped as the Espada swallowed him once more, using his powerful tongue to push against the pulsating vain on his dick. His vision got cloudy, keeping his eyes open was becoming a ridiculously hard task but he couldn't tear his eyes away from his manhood disappearing and reappearing out of that devious mouth.

"G-Grimmjow aah. I can't k-keep it in…" Ichigo tangled his hands into soft blue strands, pulling on them enough to make it hurt but that was how deep the sensation he was feeling right now. He was moaning and panting uncontrollably; feeling like he could explode. Grimmjow never one to give in to pain continued to suck the enemy – no that word was wrong. He'd never seen the berry as an enemy, just an interesting Shinigami who surprisingly knew how to put up a fight.

Grimmjow mumbled something incoherent; it was hard to speak with a mouth full of hardened penis so he gave one final suck, cupping Ichigo's testicles in his right hand while the other found a perky nipple. He didn't even have time to withdraw his mouth as Ichigo unloaded his seeds into him, hot, thick and heavy. Grimmjow swallowed every drop like he'd been starved for weeks. The teen sweat-dropped, this man was going to be the death of him. Upon noticing Ichigo's flustered appearance, The Espada grinned, seductively licking his lips. The blush dusking Ichigo's cheeks was too much to handle and the Espada considered taking him then and there.

"Aw berry-chan when you blush all cute like that, it makes me want to fuck you. Hard." He smirked at the desired reaction. The teen's blush deepened but he wasn't about to give up.
"Shut up you foul-mouthed dick'ead. It's just hot in here." To the strawberry credit, it really was hot in the room but that fact couldn't wipe away the stupid and accomplished grin Grimmjow was the sporting. The Shinigami scowled but his expression softened as his lover laid down beside him tucking his face into the crook of Ichigo's neck.

"You're welcome berry."

They lay comfortably in each other's embrace. That was the position they were discovered in when none other than Byakuya, Renji and Rukia burst into his room causing the Shinigami Substitute to stare wide eyed at his intruders.

The ensuing moments where utter chaos. Ichigo tried to comprehend the situation while at the same time trying to get Grimmjow out of his bedroom. How did they find out about their relationship anyway? He bore holes into his intruder's eyes wanting an explanation. Renji looked away under the scrutiny of his lover's stare. His guilt was becoming overwhelming. How was Rukia coping with this? He looked towards his lover who met Ichigo's gaze with a flat stare. There was no remorse in her eyes, just a devilish smirk adorning her features. Renji choked on air. God, what had he done?

Ichigo held Grimmjow's hand, a wordless connection letting the Espada know that he had a plan. Kurosaki Ichigo was no traitor, he had helped Soul Society countless of times so he was not afraid to face them but his lover on the other hand was a very frightful enemy, one they would kill without a second thought. Ichigo had to get him out of here. Without chance for any of the room's other occupants to react, the teen hurriedly grabbed the Substitute Shinigami badge on his bedside table. He lunged for Renji, full force with the intent to maim or seriously injure. Temporarily distracted by the unforeseen move, Grimmjow took his chance to escape not before promising to come back for the carrot-head. Isshin kicked Ichigo's door expecting it to be locked. He was sure he heard a loud noise coming from his room so Isshin concluded that his son was hiding something but the carrot-top was nowhere to be seen; the only indication to his absence being the open windows and fluttering green curtains. Isshin sighed; he didn't know where he had gone wrong with Ichigo.

Ichigo sat patiently in the cell he was provided with waiting for someone to come and explain themselves to him. He had been locked in the small space for over eight days now and no one had even batted an eyelash at him. After pacing back and forth the first few days and demanding answers, he had given up, deciding to just wait and see what those bastards had planned for him. His appearance looked calm and betrayed nothing of the turmoil he was facing inside; he was confused, hurt but above all, the Shinigami substitute was livid. He realised he'd been intimate with the supposed enemy but he'd never once thought that they would take it so seriously? These senile old bastards were so prejudiced. The teen's musings stopped when he heard footsteps outside the Iron Gate he was barricaded behind. He was sure that the entire cell was protected with multiple kido spells because they would've taken into account that if he'd wanted to leave he could just kick the doors down. Renji's awkward cough brought him back to reality once more.

"What do you want Abarai?" Renji flinched at Ichigo's harsh tone which left him feeling like he'd been stabbed my icicles.

"Uhm, I just, Uh, I didn't m-mean" Why was he stuttering? Why couldn't he get his words out? Renji couldn't stop averting his gaze from Ichigo's honey coloured orbs threatening to drown him in a bittersweet pool of his own blood.

"If all you came here to do was stutter, I'd very much like for you to fuck off." Ichigo was smiling but it was an empty smile, the scariest thing the redhead had seen in a while.

"Ichigo, I came to apologise, please hear me out." The prisoner scoffed, this was going to be hilarious.

"For what Abarai-kun?" Ichigo couldn't disguise all the venom that was seeping out of him. Was Renji really going to apologise at a time like this for cheating on him? The least he could do was man the fuck up and stick to his decision for leaving him. Renji's next word cut through his sense of arrogance and the Shinigami substitute literally saw red.

"What did you just say?" Ichigo had to be certain he had heart that right.

"I'm sorry for bringing your new found relationship to the attention of the captains." Renji quickly continued before Ichigo had another chance to interrupt. "Ichigo, I'm so sorry. I didn't think they would take it this far. Byakuya told me that the elders aren't even going to give you a fair trial. They find you guilty of the highest level of treason and they plan to execute you. I'm here to help you break out. Ichigo please trust me." Renji's eyes shone with unshed tears. He was the scum of the earth, he had betrayed his lover and let his jealousy get the best of him and now the life of the man he loved was endangered.

Ichigo couldn't believe what he was hearing. Surely Renji was just playing a stupid prank on him. There's no way they would execute him without even letting him explain himself not like he felt like he needed to offer these ungrateful bastard an explanation. His words were like venom.

"I hate you Abarai. I won't forgive you." Renji paled considerably. He had truly never meant to hurt his lover. He had wanted to break up with him on good terms and tell him why they had been having troubles lately before he confessed his love to Rukia but the day Ichigo caught them red-handed, the young Kuchiki had forced herself on him and he had succumbed to temptation. Looking at the man standing in front of him right now, Renji realised what a huge mistake he had made.

"I know and I don't expect you to." Renji looked apologetic and repentant but his main objective now was Ichigo's safety. Pushing his own emotions of regret to the side, he finally gathered up the courage to look into honey-brown pools.

"Ichigo, I'm begging you to please trust me right now. I made a huge mistake but I still care about you and I don't want you to die." Ichigo made a nonsensical sound looking as bored as ever.

"How do you suggest saving me my knight in shining armour?" His tone was still harsh and taunting but Renji knew he deserved it.

"I've been secretly contacting Urahara-san and Yoruichi-sama and they'll be able to put you in hiding for a few days while we make preparations to create a new identity for you somewhere far, far away from Karakura Town. The plan is –" He was cut off.

"No."

"What do you mean no? I'm trying to save your li-"

"No." Ichigo stared at Renji his brow quirked. He had done nothing wrong and he was going to suffer by running and hiding, leaving his family and everyone he loved unprotected and without a reason as to his disappearance.

"Ichigo, I'm begging you. Please just think about the people who'll get hurt if you were to die. There's no one that'll come and save you like you saved Rukia. No one has a heart as pure as you Ichigo."

"It still wasn't enough for you though, was it Renji?" Ichigo spat out accusingly and the red-head had no retort for that. Ichigo was right about everything before he had a chance to argue his point, the prisoner continued. "Besides, what's the difference between being dead and constantly running and hiding? It's the same to me if I can't be with the people I truly love." He made sure Renji knew that he was no longer a part of those few but sacred people. Renji wouldn't let those words deter him.

"Just listen. Your trial is tomorrow and you will be sentenced to death. I'll be one of the guards escorting you back to your cell as you await your fate. During this time, I'll loosen the bonds restraining your reiatsu. I'll create a diversion somehow me and hopefully this will give you enough time to use Shunpo to get to Yoruichi-sama in Rukongai. I guarantee you won't miss her."

Ichigo snorted.

"Your plan sounds shit Renji, a lot of hopefully thinking and uncertainty."

"It's the only chance you have!"

"I suppose so." The prisoner turned his back on Renji deciding that this was as good a time as any to end the conversation and Zabimaru's wielder took the hint and left his lover to be not without muttering one final "sorry."

Ichigo was greeted the following morning with hostility just like Renji had said. More reiatsu-suppressing chains were placed around his wrists, ankles and there was one even placed around his neck so he could be led like a dog. Ichigo was dumbstruck that they would treat him like this, despite everything he's done for them. The short walk to the hall was silent and uneventful, lower ranking members averted his gaze like the plague. Ichigo had to hide a laugh; it's good that they felt guilty. This was preposterous.

Ichigo entered the darkly lit room trying to identify the eyes staring down at him but to no avail. Everything was silent until someone cleared his throat and suddenly the room came alight with bright spotlights on Ichigo's figure. He recognised most of the Captains surrounding him but the elderly men sitting in from of him he'd never laid eyes on. The carrot-head figured that they were the new members of the Elder's council as Aizen so kindly took care of them. He was starting to understand the villain's deep hatred for this corrupt society riding high on their false sense of righteousness.

"Kurosaki Ichigo" a voice that commanded his attention spoke up. It was one of the elders whose name he didn't know. Ichigo did not dignify the man with a verbal response but just stared in his direction.

"That is not how you acknowledge your elder boy." Ichigo had to grit his teeth. The man's voice was to patronising. Ichigo didn't see anyone demanding acknowledgement while he was saving their sorry asses.

"Yes?" He finally said.

"It has come to the attention of the council that you have been in contact with an enemy, true or false?"

"True"

"So you're not going to deny it?"

"Would there be any point seeing how you've already branded me a traitor?" Ichigo couldn't hide the smirk at the man's facial expression. It was obvious that no one had ever spoken to him in such a manner. The nameless man cleared his throat once more.

"That makes my job easier. How many of our secrets have you told the enemy? We need t measure the extent of the damage you've done." An orange eyebrow was quirked.

"What secrets?"

"Don't play dumb with me boy? Have you told the enemy all the special techniques of the captains?"

"That's a stupid question" Was Ichigo's smart-ass retort.

"You disrespectful ingrate!" The man's voice boomed throughout the room, he wasn't trying to be nice anymore, if you could all his earlier behaviour nice. Someone else spoke up now. Hitsugaya Toshiro.

"Kinua-sama, I think what Kurosaki Ichigo means is that seeing how the enemy was a former captain; he surely already knows our techniques and weaknesses." Some of the other captains nodded their heads in agreement, some even voicing their opinion that this was ludicrous, Ichigo had a right to explain his behaviour. It seemed that he at least had some allies left but he no longer trusted them.

"I've had enough of this you worthless brat. You have been found guilty of the crime treason which is punishable by death." The room fell silent once more. "Guards take him away; he will be executed by sun-down tomorrow." Ichigo smirked, he would not show these bastards the betrayal he felt inside.

As Renji pushed him forward attempting to release some of the bonds, a loud crash was heard outside and before anyone had the time to react, the entire building came crashing down. Outside the confines of the falling pillars and crashing lights, blood was shed and screams of terror were heard.

Seireitei was under attack.

Firstly, I have to apologise to any Rukia fans out there. I don't hate the girl, I genuinely actually like her but I have plans for Renji and she just isn't going to work out. This chapter might've seen a little rushed like a lot was happening at some points while not enough was happening at others but I promise it'll get better as I continue to refine my plans! :D

Who do you guys think is attacking Seireitei? Does it have anything to do with Ichigo or is a convenient random attack? R&R and let me know. Thanks for reading! 3

Ninja~Pirate!