2. Chapter

(Btw, I forgot to tell you guys that this story was written with MidnightEden234, so give her a pat on the head, she is a really nice person and got amazing writing skills, so if you should notice a writing style difference, that's the cause of it^^)

The white demon was faced with a difficult choice: Did he watch the little one squirm; or did he set him free?

Of course, the demon wanted the little angel for himself - selfish creatures demons - but right now he was far too young and fragile. Should he keep him locked away and wait for the angel to grow older, he was sure to fit the demon's needs. On the other hand, letting him go would mean the pale demon might not see this angel again. Though it would keep other demons from touching his valuable prize.

While his brain couldn´t decide what to do, the little orange-head had to fear for his dear life. Only some minutes after he started crying, it appeared. A really big human like demon was standing right before the crying child. He was gigantic and had very taned skin. He also had little hair, with only a pony-tail hanging from the far back of his head. The hair was black as the night and looked very rough and not very well cared for. It probably had never seen a hair brush in its life. Two little eyes - compared to the rest of the body - were staring the little angel dead in the eyes. Very angry orange eyebrows, looking all wild and untamed, made his face even scarier to the little creature; a part of a mask was hanging around his chin.

Every muscle moved as he spoke with a very deep voice: "Look what I get, free food~ HA! Angels are such a fine meat, rare 'n' tasty, and something so cute and little... will be like a very delicious candy. I can´t wait!" After saying this he laughed very loudly.

Still not able to flee, Ichigo just rolled to a ball form and whimpered like a mantra: "Mommy help me, please... I don´t wanna die, I am afraid, help... Mommy..."
After laughing even more at the child's pleadings, the gigant said, "Sure cry some more you little fly, I love meat with salt!"

He just made his big mouth ready to dig his sharp teeth inside the poor angel, when he suddenly got a very strong kick in his stomach. With a loud "ompf!" he landed on his butt.
Angry looking eyes looked up to his attacker. "What the fuck!?" Just as he realised who it was, he yelled even louder, "What the fucking hell Shirosaki?! Who do ya think you are, bastard, stealing MY food?!"

But the white one just giggled like the mad man he was. "My, my... always eating, you are going ta get fat if you continue like this Yammi~ Then I can roll ya around the world... eheheh...~"
"This is my food, fuck off! I found it first!"
But Shirosaki just laughed and answered as the smartass he was: "My, my, then I really wonder who caught the angel with this? God? I don´t think so Yam-yam~ So I suggest YOU fuck off..." Grinning his most evil grin, Shirosaki looked ready to murder... not that he didn´t do this every day but still... it was enough for Yammi to gasp and run for his dear life.

Ichigo was so happy the guy wouldn´t eat him, the white guy saved him! Very embarrassed and with a shy blush he murmured, "Uhm... thank you for saving me, mister..."
But then Shirosaki turned around and with an evil glint in his eyes he stared down at his young and pure prey. "My name's Shirosaki, as ya might've heard. N' who are you?"
The little angel gulped, and all attempts at remembering his manners failed. He thought for a minute about what his mother had taught him to do, and then he replied, "M-My name's Ichigo Kurosaki... It's nice to meet you, sir- Uh! I mean, Shirosaki!"

The demon glanced at Ichigo's caught foot. "It seems yer a little stuck, ne? How'd that happen?" He teased with a wicked grin.
Ichigo shrugged his tiny shoulders, and his eyes lit up with both curiosity and fascination. "I dunno. Could you... Could you help me get free?"
"I've already saved yer life once t'day..." Shirosaki cocked his head to side, far enough to hear a disturbing little 'pop'. "What're ya gonna give t'me if I help ya again?"

"What... a-am I gonna give to y-you...?" The little guy asked very confused. Shirosaki just grinned and said with a bitter sweet voice: "Of course, n'thing is free in this world, yanno little Ichi~? So, I am helpin' ya, so I wanna have something in return, seems fair right? So... I already saved yer sorry, cute 'n' little ass from being eaten alive, and got n'thing so far, maybe ... only maybe... I will just eat you, cause ya look like a nice treat~"

While saying so, the demon had to hold his hand infront of his mouth, too funny, it was just too wonderful to see the big honey-brown eye go wide from fear. The eyes were watering once again and he started wimmering again. "No.. p-please, no! What.. what do you want, p-please... I will give you everything... just d-don´t eat me... please! I... I have nothing to really offer.. but.. but... uhmmm..." Then he became quiet like he lost his voice. He really didn´t have anything; What was he gonna give the big and evil looking guy? While his little brain was thinging as hard as it could to find something for the white man, everything came to a halt as he shilvered suddently. A cobalt-blue tongue was running along his blushing, little cheek. It was cold and wet, and Ichigo stopped breathing...