Title: You Are The One
Author: quietlykissingdeath
Pairing: Tensa/Ichigo
Rating: T
Summary: Tensa's annoyed that Ichigo doesn't use the power he has and has to come out to save him.
Warnings: Semi-attempt rape, Ichigo being dense, and Possessive!Tensa
Note: Not very good.
He was angry, angry at himself, angry at the hollow, even angry at his wielder. The boy kept getting himself hurt and he couldn't do anything to help. The hollow wasn't helpful either, they were supposed to help the wielder of their power.
Tensa paused in his pacing and glared at the hollow that was leaning against a part of the building - sleeping no doubt. His left eye flashed to the gold and black before returning to normal. Flashing next to the hollow, Tensa reached a hand out and gripped one of the horns, close to where it attached to the others head.
"King's gettin' 'im-self hurt again." Gold on black eyes glowed through the eye slits in the mask. A clawed hand wrapped around Tensa's wrist, gold glow still trained on him as Tensa's hand tightened on his horn before releasing it and moving away from the hollow.
"Has he not learned anything? He has become stronger and yet he is losing a battle?" Tensa turned on his heel and stormed over to look through a glass ledge.
"Whatcha goin' do Tensa? Teach King a lesson?" The zanpaktou ignored the water voice that echoed clear over to him and the maniacal laughter. Lifting his hand, blue eyes watched the glass ripple before showing him what was happening outside the inner world.
Ichigo hissed through his teeth as a hand gripped tightly to his hair. Digging his nails into the crazed mans wrist, Ichigo kicked out at him to no avail.
Koga grinned down at the orange haired male he had pinned to the ground. Somehow finding glee in how the boy struggled against him. Lightening up on his grip, Koga ripped his wrist free from the others grip.
Brown eyes glared at him, a fist aiming for him. Ichigo snarled at the other as he tried to yank his fist free. A twist to his arm and Ichigo was flipped onto his stomach with a grunt.
"Fucking bastard! Get off!" He struggled to get up but Koga was practically laying on top of him, holding him down, with a tight grip on the wrists.
"You must be pretty clueless to not know what I'm doing." Koga taunted smirking down at glaring brown eyes.
"Fuck you asshole!" Releasing one of the boys wrists he grabbed his hair and tugged.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Ichigo clenched his teeth, trying to ignore the pain at his scalp. He never even noticed when the shinigami tied his wrists above with his own sash until he felt his hakama pulled off his hips. Brown eyes snapped open.
"H-hey! What the hell are you doing!" The substitute started to struggle again, trying to get the Kuchiki to stop whatever he was doing, which only helped his hakama to almost slip past his knees.
Glancing at his bound wrists, he noticed that his sash had been torn. Wondering were the rest had gone, Ichigo opened his mouth to ask only to have a large knot - created from his sash - stuffed into his opened mouth and then tied tightly behind his head.
A muffled yelp left him as his hips were pulled up to set him on his knees, the others body laying across his back. Trying to undo the binding on his wrists, neither Ichigo nor Koga noticed Zangetsu's forgotten blade start to glow until a powerful kick throw the shinigami off.
Feeling that the other was gone and someone was pulling his hakama up, the vizard looked backwards to be meet with the blue eyes of Tensa. He stayed still as Tensa pushed his hips down and turned him onto his back, untying the sash from his mouth and wrists.
"Stay here as I take 'care' of the man." Opening his mouth to protest, Ichigo snapped it shut from the look he received. He watched as Tensa picked up the large sword that transformed to bankai form when the handle was gripped, before walking over to where Koga had brought out his own blade.
The pure fascination of a child shined in brown eyes as they watched Tensa engage into a fight with the once sealed shinigami. He may have fought Tensa before but never had he used such furocious attacks and the destruction of the power that could have been aimed at him not that long ago. Some time passed before Tensa came back into view, bleeding from different wounds.
Flashing over to Ichigo, the zanpakuto checked him over before asking,
"Are you alright?"
A nod was his answer along with a hug, causing blue eyes to widen in shock when the boy wrapped his arms around his neck.
"Ah...Ichigo...what are you doing?"
"What does it look like, I'm hugging you."
The words were slightly muffled from his wielder's face buried in his chest, but the words caused a small smile to twitch at his lips. Kissing the top of the orange mop of hair, Tensa hugged him back.
End