Taste of Life
Viva la Viveca
Disclaimer: I can't remember the name of the guy who owns Bleach. I just remember the name of the guy who owns Ichigo. His name is Kenpachi Zaraki. The other guy... well, he should find solace that I don't profit from things like this.
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Chapter 2 :: Stolen
Ichigo hadn't kept his breakfast down very well, but after his stomach was devoid of everything he, Yumichika and Yachiru headed outside to try and track the two missing men down. If only to ease his and Yumichika's mind. Of course, the black haired demon was a bit more paranoid, but that was just his pregnant hormones talking to him. Ichigo thought it was sort of funny that hormones could affect people like that, but he had honestly seen worse.
They searched in the back, staying close to the manor just in case, before wandering out into the field a bit. Yachiru ran about, chasing butterflies and picking flowers. "For my Ichi-mommy!" she giggled, handling him a big bouquet of mismatched wild flowers. Ichigo smiled and bent down to kiss her forehead, taking the flowers from her.
"Why don't you go pick Yumi some flowers too? I'm sure it'll make him feel better," he whispered into her ear and sent her off to go find the more flowers. He watched her closely, thinking it adorable that she was so happy. They searched up until the outskirts of the field before sitting a bit to let Yumi catch his breath. He was carrying extra weight, even if he wasn't showing much, it was still a bit tiring for him to be walking so much.
"Where the hell did they get off too?" Ichigo grumbled, a bit irritated at not being able to find them. Neither were strong enough or motivated enough to go searching in the forest, and Kenpachi had blatantly banned him from going in there without him there to protect him. Ichigo could take care of himself yes, but he didn't feel safe otherwise.
"I have no idea, but I'm tired and I'm getting hungry. I'll kick Ikkaku's ass when he comes back..." Yumichika declared with a nod. He looked around, alarm on his face. "Ichigo? Where did Yachiru go?!"
Ichigo looked about. "She was right there just a minute ago..." he stood. "Yachiru?! Yachiru, come back here!"
The air was still, almost suffocating with how dead it felt as he stood there, looking for the pink haired girl. Suddenly a high pitched scream cut through the air, sending the two men running toward the source. "YACHIRU!!!" Ichigo yelled, running over to her body. She lay on the ground, a pool of blood forming underneath her broken body from three large gashes on her little chest. Ichigo kissed her face and checked her pulse. "Yachiru, please wake up, say something anything!"
"Ichigo! Watch out!" Yumichika called out, pointing up in the sky. Ichigo barely made it out of the way while holding Yachiru as a griffin came down from the sky and attacked him.
"Yumi, take her back to the manor and stay there!"
"And get my ass chewed when Kenpachi-sama comes back and finds you dead and Yachiru half way there?! I think not, I'm staying. I have my magic!" Yumichika snapped at him, setting Yachiru out of the way and starting to work out a spell. Ichigo groaned. He wasn't the best at magic, he preferred a sword or hand-to-hand where possible. He merely dodged, trying to act as a distraction for Yumichika while he finished casting. That was the difficulty for halfbreeds; it took longer to use the magic they had stored in them. All their magic was good for was healing quickly in a battle. That's why they were stronger physically, to balance out. They were at a disadvantage here though. No weapons, and hand to hand combat was stupid with any creature, especially big ones that flew.
Yumichika was fairly quick at doing spells. It was what he was meant to do really, he was faster than most full-blooded demons, though for the longest time he had hidden it from everyone, even his closest friend and lover, Ikkaku. He thought it was a weakness among a demon territory full of physical strength. Now though, he saw it as a strength of his own, and knew it was the best bet at beating this enemy.
The griffin made a call out and suddenly Yumichika's spell stopped. "What the FUCK?!" Yumichika cursed, something he rarely did. Ichigo ran back over to him. "We need to run for it, we don't stand a chan-"
He screamed as suddenly his shoulders were grabbed and he was in the air. "FUCK!!!" he screamed, trying to get out of the griffin's grip, only getting claws digging more into his shoulders. He felt himself slowly getting heavier, more tired, though he didn't know why. He heard Yumichika scream his name and then the world went dark.
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It was dark in the room. A small beam of light shimmered through a crack near the floor, from what Ichigo assumed to be a door, but it wasn't enough to illuminate Ichigo's situation. All he knew was that his shoulders were bandaged and sore and that the room was sort of cold. And he was shirt-less. He attributed that to the need for bandages.
He knew he wasn't in his own bed. This bed was much softer and narrower than the one he and Kenpachi shared. Hell, this bed wasn't even big enough for Kenpachi, much less the both of them. He was a bit nervous, but he sat up, cringing when a twinge of pain told him to stop pressuring his arms and shoulders. "Dammit," he whispered.
"Ichigo?" a softer, worried voice whispered across the room. Ichigo looked toward the source of the voice in the darkness.
"Yumi?! You're here too? Are you okay? You're not hurt are you?" Ichigo sat at the edge of the bed, trying to get his bearings enough to move over toward the other man. He was particularly worried about Yumichika's baby.
"I'm fine, we're both fine," Yumichika's voice seemed meant to sooth that very worry. "I don't know where we are though... those claws were laced with a bit of sleeping potion... But... they left Yachiru."
Ichigo finally got the courage to get up and stumble, almost falling in Yumichika's lap when he hit the bed. "Shit! Sorry..." He sat down, feeling his friend move and sit next to him, abnormally close. Ichigo normally would have shied away from the close proximity, but right now he knew they both needed it. They had no idea where they were. "How long have you been up?"
"Hard to tell without a clock or watch, but about thirty minutes, give or take a few... Sleeping potions wear off pretty quickly depending on the potency, normally forty-five minutes is the maximum time," Yumichika's voice was quiet, thoughtful. "I don't know what would be that close, unless the griffins were faster that I originally thought..."
"There were more?"
"Two, one hiding in the trees waiting till it's mate got you. I wasn't paying attention and I got caught... dammit I hope they found Yachiru," his voice broke a little, and he gave a sniffle. Ichigo reached out a bit and patted his arm. "I hope so too..."
They both looked up when they heard voices outside their doors, both on guard despite Ichigo still being a bit drowsy. Suddenly they were shielding their eyes, blocking the light that flooded in from the doorway. A drool, monotone voice was the first thing they heard: "The king requests both of your presences in his throne room."
Ichigo and Yumichika stood up, looking at the pale demon in front of him. He stared back at them with disinterest. "Why the hell should we go to someone who attacked a child and then kidnapped us?!" Ichigo said loudly, sounding rebellious.
"Because, your lives and the lives of your unborn children are in his hands, Ichigo Kurosaki. Aizen-sama does not appreciate tardyness, so if your question is answered, please follow," Ulquiorra said, turning and exiting the room. Yumichika looked at Ichigo and then down at his stomach, then at his own.
Ichigo blinked, the pale man's words still sinking in, but he followed, decided to find out what this was really about. Yumichika only followed out of duty to the mate of his king, more tempted to stay there and wait for rescue, but knowing Ichigo would never go with that plan, especially if the orange haired man was pregnant. Instinct would drive them both to escape and find their mates soon enough.
Ulquiorra said not another word as he lead them through the white marble halls, toward a large door at the end of the hall, and pushed it open, letting the two demons walk through before shutting it.
"Welcome to my castle, Hueco Mundo, Ichigo Kurosaki. Yumichika Ayasegawa. I am King Sousuke Aizen. Please come forward. I would very much like to discuss something with you."
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AN: Hate the cliffhanger? Want more? Well too bad, you have to wait till tomorrow when it's no longer on the verge of midnight!! XDDDDD Yes, yes... Aizen... I hate the bastard, swore I'd never write him in a story. But Noitra creeps the fuck outta me, Grimmjow's a friend... and I couldn't think of anyone more perfect. Don't worry. Kenpachi will find him and beat the shit outta Aizen. And yes, as Ulquiorra hinted, our little Ichi is having a KenIchi baby (or babies?) Oops? Did I spoil too much? Too bad I have a PLOT TWIST here DDDDDDD Sorry, like I said, verge of midnight and I'm living off of pure sugar right now. I'm a maniac.