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Story Concept from Deviant Hollow
Ichigo retreats to the recesses of his own mind and Rukia has to get him out. But how will Hichigo take to the third wheel.
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Chapter 2 Welcome guest
Ururu had everything prepared. Kisuke, the smiling blond genius he was, was ready to try a new experiment, using Rukia as a guinea pig. However, Rukia didn't care she wanted Ichigo back.
Ichigo was laid out on a futon. The bandages that had covered him the first two nights were gone. Now just his bare chest visible, blankets covered him from the waist down.
Rukia walked in the dimly lit room, wearing a short clingy gown. She felt the need to cover herself. Her skin chilled, goose pimpled, her nipples hard.
Renji was still avoiding her since the awkward exchange in the woods, seeing her dressed so seductively didn't help and he went outside.
Kisuke drooled a bit, looking at her pert breasts from the corner of his eyes.
"Do I really have to wear this Urahara-san?" She stroked her arm nervously averting his leering gaze.
Yoruichi, in her feline form, shook her head sitting between the two futons.
"Yes, Kuchiki-san it is necessary." Kisuke stood straight, his head up proudly though is mouth was still covered by his fan. "Ichigo will see you in what you are currently wearing."
Yoruichi rolled her eyes trying not to laugh.
"We want it to be as provocative as possible, to pull him from whatever may be keeping him locked away. No one would be able to resist such a beautiful woman as you."
He turned bending down, almost nose to nose with her.
"He does like you in things like this, doesn't he? Hmmm…. Or does he prefer you ...nude?"
Behind his fan, Kisuke licked his lips.
Rukia blushed turning her head.
"AAAGGGHH!" Kisuke screamed grabbing his ankle. "Oh, Yoruichi... I forgot you were there." He looked sheepishly down at the black cat, as she sheathed her claws, blood rising on his ankle.
"I'll forget about you tonight..." she said, her heavy voice full of malice, her head held high as she turned her back to him.
"Ahh, Yoruichi-san that's no way to be... its all for science!" he said, squatting down besides her, sweating a little. He reached to rub her behind her ear, but got such a deadly glare, he pulled his hand back for fear of being scratched again. Or worse.
Rukia, still blushing, lay down, covering herself in the futon next to Ichigo. She looked over at him; his jaw set his face scowling even now.
Oh, Ichigo. Finally, it's my turn to save you.
"Now, you'll have to be on guard for Ichigo's inner hollow." Kisuke continued seeing he'd get no where with Yoruichi. "We don't know how the poison may be affecting him and from what Ichigo has told me, even on a good day, he's not too cooperative."
Rukia nodded. Ichigo had avoided the questions whenever she had asked about his inner hollow. She had tried to help him understand she loved him regardless. Still, he remained silent and she didn't push the subject.
Kisuke had a small orange device that looked like an oozing suction cup made out of jelly; it glistened in the light. It almost looked as if it were moving, alive, breathing. He placed it in the middle of Ichigo's head, then one at bit larger on his chest.
He reached for Rukia, with another set. A sly grin on his face.
"I'll do it." Rukia said plainly, seeing the not so hidden gleam in his eye.
Kisuke could hear Yoruichi giggling behind him. Scowling, he continued with his set up.
Rukia took the device, inspecting it. It rolled in her hand. It was cold, slick, yet sticky though it left no residue.
They rolled on their side of their own accord. Rukia held them close to her face, studying them.
They each turned over revealing what looked like a small eyeball, which stared up in wonder at her.
"What?" Rukia was about to the throw them, but Urahara had her hand before she could.
"Do you need help?" he smiled warmly.
"But they looked at me?"
"I imagine they did." He said matter of factly. He held her shoulder softly as she placed the two devices in the corresponding places on her body, as Ichigo's.
Kisuke helped her lay back.
"Alright, Rukia, it's going to seem like you're like falling and in a sense you will be. Just bear with it. It shouldn't last too long. This should take you into Ichigo inner world."
"SHOULD!"
"Will, will." He said assuredly, waving his hands. "I'm fairly sure." He continued under his breath. "Once in, you have to find him and free him from whatever is keeping him there and not letting him come back."
Rukia tilted her head at Kisuke's choice of words. Letting him come back.
"The type poison that hollow used could have done many things. You have to find out what it is."
Rukia nodded confidently, ready to go.
"Now, the bad news."
"What?" She sat up on her elbows, eyes wide.
"You can't stay in there forever. You have to stay about your business. You only have three hours or so."
"Or so?" Rukia was tiring of Kisuke not so sound calculations. He handed her a watched or at least it looked like a watch but it was made out of the same material the suction cups were made of.
"Yes. I've never actually tried this before, but it should work." He tapped his folded fan to his chin looking over the control box that the monitors each of them were connected too.
"Urahara?"
"What? What other choice do we have?" He shrugged apologetically.
He was right. Rukia sighed in agreement, laying back down.
"What if I can't find him by then?"
"You have to." He looked at her, his eyes somber; his voice was serious, stern.
Kisuke's eyes cut to the foot of Ichigo's futon. It just wasn't to keep his body warm that he was under the blankets. The poison had begun rotting way at his spiritual body. Kisuke and Yoruichi had seen it as it erupted on the sole of Ichigo's foot just hours before. It was hard to keep monitoring it, since Rukia wouldn't leave Ichigo's side but at the speed it was spreading, it was likely halfway up his calf by now.
"Alright… ready?" Kisuke asked, a confident smile in his voice again, looking at the two young lovers.
Rukia nodded.
Yoruichi's deep feline voice was suddenly in Rukia's ear, counting backwards.
"100... 99... 98... 97..."
Rukia turned away from Ichigo staring at the ceiling, breathing deep.
This had to work. It had to. She felt nothing though.
"75... 74... 73... 72..."
She looked around the room, Yoruichi's golden eyes on her still counting Kisuke at the controls watching a small monitor.
She couldn't feel anything. Was it working? She wanted to ask Kisuke but her mouth, her lips felt heavy.
Her eyelids closed like blinds being slowly pulled down over a window. Her limbs felt like they were full of warm wet sand that was slowly falling down a long drain.
"18 …..." Yoruichi's voice began to drag. Each word elongated into a mile of syllables.
"Fiiiiiivvvvvvvvvvvveee..." Deeper and longer, the words came almost like there was no end in sight.
The sensation of being dragged into the depths of the earth, started at the pit of Rukia's stomach. Then the feeling something was pulling on her spine, down the drain with the rest of the sand that was her body.
Then like the recoil of a rubber band, an abrupt snap, she was yanked violently down, down, down, and down, faster and faster.
Everything was dark, still static. However, she was still moving. Or was she? It was hard to tell.
Rukia squinted in the darkness trying to turn; there was a light in the distance, rushing up to her like a freight train. She tried to move, stop herself, get some bearing but her body was still heavy. She tried to scream but her lungs felt thick, full they were full of water.
She rushed faster and faster to the light.
Suddenly she broke through, blinded. She felt her body slow almost instantly to a halt. She gasped for air.
x
Hichigo sat on a roof in the sea of buildings. His yellow eyes narrowed, brow furrowed, watching the storm in the distance that had be building over the last few hours. He hadn't visited the site, yet. At the rate the tempest was growing, he wouldn't have to go anywhere.
"I'll give him a bit longer to…" Hichigo stopped sniffing the air, his face softened. "Mmm..Rukia." His voice was low husky as he said her name. His eyes closed imaging her. "Now who let her in?"
His eyes searched the skies of his inner kingdom.
"Hmmm…" He rolled his tongue around in his mouth smiling, as he stood. "She smells delicious."
He looked back at the storm. "He wouldn't mind if I had a little taste…After all, she did take the time to visit."
x
Rukia slowly opened her eyes, trying to adjust to the light.
She felt sick for a moment, disorientated. However, she didn't have time for that. She held her stomach taking several breaths and standing up tall. She surveyed her surroundings.
Blue. Blue…The sky? She opened her eyes wide, and then rubbed them looking again.
It was the sky... and clouds, but they were traveling... sideways?
Rukia turned; her feet were cold on something slick. She looked down able to see right up her own dress.
Mirrored floors? No, the mirrored window of a building. She looked around trying to get her bearings, her eyes focusing, trying to take everything in.
She was standing on the side of a building in the middle of several other hundred, maybe thousands of buildings.
Is this Ichigo's inner world? The buildings on their sides….. She smiled to herself. Actually, this explains a lot.
"Well, Well what do we have here?" The squealing metallic growl of "the horse" came from above Rukia.
She looked up the building she was on seeing Hichigo. She froze, transfixed a moment.
She had never been this close to him. He looked exactly like Ichigo, only cruel, devious. His skin and hair as stark white as his shinigami kimono. His yellow eyes shown out of the blackness around them like flames. He was staring down at her, his hands casually in the pockets of his white hakama. A cold arrogant smirk painted on his face.
"Welcome to my humble abode..."he smiled malicious and lewd, never letting his eyes leave her.
"You? Where -..." Before she could finish he was gone.
"Now is that any tone to have when you visiting someone's home?" he said low and snarling, his lips brushing her ear, right behind her. His voice sent a charge up her spine.
She turned backing away quickly, her skin prickling.
"Where is he?" she demanded, her fists clinched ready for a fight.
Hichigo looked up as if contemplating. "Around."
He tried to block her view of the storm in the distance.
"Take me to-"
"I'd rather talk about us." He said behind her again, his hands on the flare of her hips.
"There is no us!" She turned angrily pulling away again.
"There could be." Once again, he was behind her, his voice hungry, lusty. "Im exactly like him, but so much more.. so much better. At everything."
Her stomach fluttered as she hesitated a moment.
He was so fast, she barely noticed him moving.
She reached for her zanpakutou, only then remembering how poorly dressed for battle she was.
"Hmph. This is my house. I don't allow any weapons except this one.." He pulled out Zangetsu. "Or this one." He grabbed his crotch sticking out his tongue wriggling it obscenely at her.
Rukia grimaced turning away in disgust.
"Oh, don't play shy now." He cut off her retreat appearing in front of her this time, looming over her. "I've seen you in the middle of the night, shameless, sweaty, moaning, doing things you wouldn't want your friends to know about. "
She froze, her face red.
"I've seem your head bobbing between his legs swallowing him like you hadn't eaten in days; or on all fours, wiggling that cute little ass, begging for him." He watched her squirm in her skin at his words. "And spread eagle under him, writhing and crying softly for more."
He smirked, stroking her shoulder, his smile widened feeling her skin was hot.
She jerked away, but still unable to move out of that spot.
"Don't act like you don't see me… in the middle of the night when he's fucking you."
Rukia shivered visibly at the words, his voice, his presence always right on her no matter where she turned. Heat rose throughout her body. Her mound flooded, realizing that he had been watching them.
"You see me…" He continued.
She looked up at him unable to turn away. Hichigo's stare burned into her as he continued.
"You see me ... recognize me. Right behind his eyes ….You want me…"
"Shut up!" She turned to run, confused a moment. She shook her head to clear her thoughts.
"Denial's so unattractive... you're too good for that Rukia." He was behind her again; his hand gripped the curve of her waist. "I know how you really like it." He pulled her roughly against his body, grinding his erect member into her.
"Stop it!" She shouted turning to face him. "Rikujoukourou!"
Six shafts of light appeared around Hichigo's midsection. Rukia didn't wait for banter or a counter attack as she shunpoed away shouting for Ichigo.
She could hear Hichigo laughing behind her.
"That bitch." Hichigo said smiling, easily breaking the kido spell that had virtually no power in this realm. "That's why I like her."
He looked over his shoulder; the storm surged then died back to its previous rate. Could Ichigo feel Rukia?
"I do so hate to rush my meals, but I'll have to make this fast..." Hichigo said taking off in pursuit of Rukia.
x
Ichigo had lost sight of Rukia and Renji, as he ran frantically through the trees. The night sky only illuminated when the lightning flashed.
He could hear her over the rain, over the booming thunder. Rukia, crying moaning.
His foot hurt, the rain wouldn't let up. He had to get to her. Had he been here before. He kept running.
He ran through the trees to the clearing.
Shock jolted him to his core.
"Rukia!"
"Now you'll see how a real man pleases a woman." Ra'Boem shouted, lightening flashing behind him.
"Rukia…"
Tentacles sprung up from the ground like mutant roots, engulfing Ichigo, covering his mouth as he tried to cry out.
Rukia hung suspended before him. Her arms over her head, rain poured on her naked body. Her face was red; Ichigo could see it even though the dark covered everything.
Tentacles slithered up her body wrapping around her ankles gradually pulling her legs open.
Ichigo's eyes widened in panic, as the rain pounded his face, rage building in him. His mouth opened shouting curses that went unheard over the tentacles that covered his face, holding his head steady to watch the violation.
Rukia moaned helplessly. Ra'Boem's maniacal laugh mingled with the thunder as the foreign appendages began to slowly enter her.
"RUKIIIIIIAAAAAAA!"
X
Rukia stopped dead.
Ichigo.
She could feel him. But, it was faint, frantic. She smiled turning, but she was lost in a maze of buildings and halls.
Hichigo had to be watching her, waiting.
She didn't have time for this. She had to get to higher ground. But still stay out of sight. She checked her time, already an hour lost.
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to be continued...