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As Ichigo fell asleep, Aizen leaned up to remove Ichigo's bindings surrounding his wrist. He gently arouse off the bed to stretch and move across the room, feeling even more invincible and stronger now that Ichigo's blood was coursing through his veins.

"Mmmm.", Aizen heard Ichigo groan and turned to face him in time to see Ichigo shivering from the effects of the blood and the transfusion. He quickly went by his child's side and removed his clothing except his underwear. Aizen laid beside Ichigo and pulled him closer, sharing more of his life's essence with him.

'Cling to me, Ichigo', a warm voice filtered its way into a shivering Ichigo's thoughts. 'Share my warmth. I am a part of you now. Come to me, Ichigo'.

In response to Aizen's words, Ichigo subconsciously pushed himself closer to Aizen's warm chest, and in return, his shivers soon calmed.

'This will be a troublesome turning', Aizen thought 'And it will be even harder to keep him turned.'

Hmmm. I feel so warm. That must've all been a terrible dream. The job, the murders…Aizen," Ichigo thought while keeping his eyes closed. With a sense of security, he snuggled closer to the ball of warmth that he was currently wrapped around. He tried to go back to sleep, but something was poking him. It wasn't uncomfortable, just unfamiliar…odd. He reached down and grabbed whatever was stabbing him, but a groan interrupted him.

"Ichigo", Aizen groaned as Ichigo wrapped his hand around his clothed length.

Ichigo's eyes immediately popped open looked into the dark chocolate, lust-filled eyes of Aizen. He pushed himself away from Aizen a bit to far, because he wound up falling off the bed, and landing with a thump.

"Gahh!", Ichigo screamed. "What do you think your doing!". Ichigo fumbled with getting himself free from the covers that fell with him, and stood up. Aizen followed his movement and stood too.

"It seems, young Ichigo, that you were the one grabbing onto me.", Aizen smirked. His erection still standing proud.

"What did you do to me, you sick fuck!", Ichigo screamed.

Aizen's smirk slowly left and a small frown replaced it.

"Ichigo, you need to respect your Maker. Stop yelling and refrain from cursing if you wouldn't mind", Aizen ordered. Surprisingly, Ichigo did just that.

'What the hell. I want to yell and scream and call him every name in the book, but my body wont do what I say. Its like Aizen took away my will and replaced it with his.'

"I'm taking it you found out that you can not refuse an order from you Maker", Aizen smirked

"I hate you, Aizen. You've turned me into a monster.", Ichigo said with as much distaste his will could muster without going against Aizen's.

A look crossed Aizen's face and Ichigo could tell that he said the wrong thing.

"Take off your underwear, Ichigo, then lay on the bed.", Aizen ordered with hard eyes.

"No", Ichigo gasped as his body complied with Aizen's demands. He slowly pulled off his boxers, revealing to Aizen his prize lying in a pile of orange curls. After his only bit of coverage was lost, Ichigo made his way to the bed and slowly laid down.

Aizen did the same to his boxers, and found his place on top of the unwilling Ichigo who tried to push himself away from the person who recently bit him and made him drink blood, turned him to a monster, and stolen his will, but found his strength to be no match for Aizen's.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Ichigo. And now that I have you,", Aizen said as he gently palmed Ichigo, "I'm going to take you, hard….and I'm going to make you love it."

Ichigo gasped and fearfully looked up into Aizen's eyes and he could tell that Aizen was telling the truth.

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Lemon in the next chapter

I know it took me forever and a day to write this but I haven't forgotten.