When They Come For Me
Chapter 4! Enjoy please!
Shiro was glad when he got back from the hospital with Ichigo, house arrest was something he liked hearing when it concerned the tiger hybrid. He'd gone out and gotten a bunch of food and medical supplies, making sure that Ichigo had everything he needed and wanted.
"Shiro… can I please get off the couch now? It was my shoulder, and the bullet just scraped me. I want to-"
"Nope! I'm having fun playing nurse." Shiro gave a smirk as he walked back into the living room with another cup of apple juice and sprite, learning that it was still Ichigo's favorite drink.
"Shiro, you coddling me like a child. Why bother when I'm-" Ichigo was cut off as Shiro sat down beside the orangettes hip and sealed his lips over the brown eyed hybrids lips. Ichigo let out a bit of a whine as Shiro moved away to hand him his drink. "…older, then you." Shiro just gave him a smirk as he ran his pale fingers through the vibrant locks, stroking the two tiger ears gently.
"Mmm, I'm probably going to keep coddling you like a child. At least until you tell me who did this to you. I went to your safe box like you asked and grabbed your gun, I got my permit, I've done everything you've asked of me. And I want you to tell me every bit of information." Ichigo shook his head as he turned his head away from the albino, not wanting Shiro to see the blush on his face.
"I don't wanna talk about it Shiro. Now I've been stuck here on this couch for almost four weeks and your tour is starting tomorrow, let me off this couch so I can move."
"How about you at least tell me why the hell when your freaked out, me kissing the breath outta you makes you all calm again? I've never heard of a hybrid who can half shift being so submissive, so tell me why you are." Shiro leaned over so he was pushing his side against Ichigo's hips.
"I've had to be a dominant for the last year and a half, I learned how to half shift in that amount of time. You have no idea how many fucking assholes there are out there. Total jackasses who just jump you and assume they can get whatever they want- fucking perverted pushy fucks. To be completely honest, I can change fully if I want, it take a bit more concentration and is easier when I'm not pressured and hurried, but it can just slip out. But I uh… need to be dominated to be really calm and at peace." Ichigo's face was bright red, his blush spread to his ears as he spoke quietly, knowing Shiro could hear it.
"Mm, I like the sound of that, so don't worry about it. I can change too… I'm surprised its such a rare thing to be able to do. And that rule about only dominants can change is stupid as is." Shiro leaned over Ichigo and pressed a light kiss to his neck, letting a throaty chuckle pass his lips as Ichigo shivered and tried to push him away, not really trying but going through the motions.
"Shiro, you weren't there. Why not?"
"I'm sorry. I had to take Karin to the airport. I should have just dropped her off I know, but I just couldn't leave her standing there." Shiro nudged Ichigo's body and slid onto the couch beside him, their chests so close that when they both breathed in Shiro had to use his tail for balance so he didn't fall off. "Will I ever be forgiven?"
"I cant stay mad at you Shiro. If I was going to stay mad at you about something it would have been moving without giving me so much as a letter- though I know, its your fathers fault that didn't happen. I know I'll always be safe with this fling, no matter how short term."
Shiro went ridged as he looked at Ichigo, his sunglasses still being on from when he took the garbage out minutes before. "Ichigo… I don't know about you, but I'm going to make this very clear right now. I do not, in any way want a fling. I want a mate." Shiro tightened his arms around Ichigo's waist slightly and he blinked a few times as Ichigo took his glasses off, looking into the swirling pools of gold on onyx.
"I want a mate too Shiro… but don't we have to go to the last rehersal? And aren't you going to have to choose the band over me? What if something happened during a concert and you couldn't come."
Shiro shook his head wanting to make sure Ichigo understood the next thing he was going to say. "Ichigo, I will dissapoint the whole fucking world, if it'd make you happy. You have no idea how scared I am thinking that I'm going to go out onto that stage and when I take my sunglasses off… I don't know what's going to happen. The TV interview is going on right after the concert and… I just don't know." Ichigo wrapped his arms around Shiro and buried his face in the albino's shoulders, sucking and licking at the spot to make a bit of a mark before the concert.
"He's just so fucking uke-like. You think he's gonna curl up backstage at the concert tomorrow night?" Grimmjow couldn't help but look down at Ichigo as the teen curled up in the corner of the stage as the band finished off their primary sound check for the next night.
"Fuck no. He's surfing the crowd or right up front." Renji gave a smirk as they all looked down at Ichigo, his legs curled up to his chest, his tail curled around him and his ears flat as he slept in the small ball shape.
"Will ya both shut up. He's fucking sleeping, god, like he hasn't been sleeping during out rehearsals for the last week, right?" Shiro wanted to kick all their asses out for seeing Ichigo sleeping like there was no care in the world, though Shiro did noticed that every time he moved further away from the teen a worried expression would come over his face.
As soon as they were finally done with cleaning up Shiro walked over to Ichigo and gently coaxed him into wrapping his arms around his neck and picking him up, taking care to support his shoulders and knees, moving his arm so the orange head lolled onto his shoulder.
"Shiro! You and Ichigo look so cute, but you better not go public with this… little relationship. I don't want your face all over the-"
"Shut the hell up before I kick your ass so hard you wont be awake until Christmas. I'll do with my life what I want, and if you get me pissed off I'll do everything you hate just to get on your bad fucking side."
Shiro glared at Shinji, forcing himself to relax as Ichigo whimpered and shifted slightly so he was more curled into Shiro's chest. The albino let a sigh slip as he turned on his heel and stalked towards the door, keeping Ichigo up with his knee and draping his jacket over Ichigo before continuing his walk out of the building and to his shiny black convertible that'd finally arrived a week before on a boat with his silver mustang he'd let Karin drive back in New York.
Shiro sat down on his bed once they were back, he'd carried Ichigo up to the apartment and set him down in his bed, pulling his shoes, socks and shirt off before he'd managed to slip into his room to sleep.
Shiro pulled his clothes off, just leaving his boxers on as he crawled into bed and curled up, ready to sleep the night away. His bedroom door was opened and Shiro peeked an eye open, surprised when his blankets were raised and Ichigo slid under the covers with him, his toes frozen.
"Don't wanna sleep in your bed?" Ichigo shook his head and nuzzled his nose into Shiro's shoulder as he pressed his body closer to the albino's.
"I want my mate… to uh, be my mate." Ichigo's face was flushed red as he kept his head turned so Shiro couldn't see his face. Shiro pressed a smoldering kiss to Ichigo's lips, allowing so much passion to well inside the kiss.
Darkness filled the arena, thousands of screaming fans all bumping one another and trying to get closer to the stage if they didn't have a seat. Ichigo stood between the gate and bouncers and the stage with a select hundred who had back stage passes. Everyone was waiting for 'The King Kill' to start, an opening routine that the band preformed every concert to get the crowd roaring and pumped.
Ichigo's nerves were shot, he wanted so desperately to be with Shiro at the moment when he took his glasses off, having decided in private with Ichigo that he'd do it just before his first solo in the first song. To be completely honest Ichigo was mostly nervous that Shiro would cave and not do it, hoping that seeing him beside his most trusted bouncer: Byakuya Kuchiki, would be enough for Shiro not to cave. Byakuya was the bouncer Shiro seemed to trust most with Ichigo, ordering the man not to let Ichigo out of his sight or out of the small section for back stage pass holders, also charging the man with keeping Ichigo off the stage.
A soft Violin melody started to gently play and the crowd hushed, wanting to hear ever small sound made by the singular instrument that came over the speakers. It sounded so majestic and powerful that it gave Ichigo chills, taking a step towards the stage before Byakuya caught his shoulder and help him in place.
Ichigo's left ear flicked in Byakuya's direction, allowing the man to notice there was a small piece missing, something that wouldn't have been noticed if he were farther away. He let out a sigh, realizing that Ichigo had gotten that at the shopping center. The steel grey eyes traveled down Ichigo's head and form, looking for any other imperfections Shiro might make him answer for when his eyes caught a bright red mark hidden just under the strap on his black tank top, the mark being more on his left shoulder blade then anything else. He stared at it for a moment before noticing the two fang like impressions in the skin, his face turning red when he noticed it was a mated mark.
Byakuya stood up straight his small Pincher ears erect, no longer looking at the mark as his eyes raked over Ichigo, a thick leather collar around his neck with a Eternal Soul Eaters pendant hanging from the front, both his ears sporting small skull shaped studded earrings, his wrists were covered in bands, one for each member in white for Shiro, Blue for Grimmjow, red for Renji and black for Karin. Ichigo's pants were hung low on his hips, a black studded belt holding them up and another red and black belt hanging from a single loop to dip around his waist. A few rips and tears made the pants look aged and worn and a pair of heavy black leather boots pulled the look together into one of the best punk/rock combinations the noble had ever seen.
His attention was snapped back to the stage as screams rung out around him, the harsh violin sound turning into a guttural cello rhythm as the band members rose on a platform onto the stage. Grimmjow and Shiro smirking like the crazed lunatics the world thought they were, Renji having a slight scowl on his face and Karin just looking bored as she stood in the center of the group, bringing more attention to the fact that she looked way younger and was much shorter then the men.
The song stopped with a harsh crescendo and the crowd started screaming even louder, Ichigo being no exception having never been to a concert before and not actually caring if he acted like any old fan. The orange haired teen turned to Byakuya and grabbed his shoulder, pulling the black haired man down slightly and yelling over the fans into the mans ear. "I'm going to get closer to the stage! Bye!"
There was a second line of bouncers directly in front of the stage, keeping the back stage pass holders at bay from hopping up onto the stage to attack the band. Every muscle in Ichigo's body was shivering as the band all walked to their respective instruments as the lights went back to normal, no longer having the singular spotlight from under them lighting their faces in a very sinister way.
Renji walked up to the microphone and pulled it off the stand, pushing his long fingers through his messy red hair and smirking as some girls whistled and others whooped. "How's everybody doing tonight?" the entire arena burst into shouts of joy and even Ichigo was hopping up and down with the people beside him, loving the energy the concert seemed to have. "Well, that's fucking good. Hate at have yall spend so much fucking money and be disappointed!" another burst of sound and Renji set the microphone back into the stand, allowing his hand to fall somewhat into his face as a wry smirk covered his face.
"Good… so who's ready to have their ears blown out with sound?" another huge eruption of sound as Ichigo's eyes locked with Shiro's sunglasses, hearing the girl beside him yelling at the top of her lungs for the albino to marry her.
Renji backed away from the microphone again and Ichigo shivered as a quick base rift took over the arena, Grimmjow's fingers moving as quick as Ichigo had seen them moving all week, only slightly upset that he couldn't see them as closely as in rehearsals. The drums kicked in and Ichigo turned his eyes to Karin for a moment before knowing that Shiro was going to come in, knowing it wasn't his solo, but that his fingers would move as quickly as sin over the neck of his guitar.
The sound hit the arena like a tidal wave of energy, the entire crowd screamed louder and flung their hands around, some people pumping their fists in time like Ichigo and others just jumping up and down like they were having seizures as the lights began to fly around the crowd.
The orange haired tiger hybrid waited on baited breath as Shiro's first solo approached, wondering just how the albino was going to do it. He could tell from his body language that Shiro was scared, knew if because the entire day he'd been pressing light kisses to Ichigo's lips every time he asked or tried to calm him down. It was a big deal for Shiro to go against his fathers strict orders, but Ichigo knew he just had to if he ever wanted to actually be his own person.
His lips slipped between his teeth as Shiro reached up with a quick flick, his head in Ichigo's direction before he pulled his glasses off and flung them into the crowd, his eyes shut as he tore into his solo, knowing it off the top of his head and his fingers having memorized the patters and timing as the rest of the band died out and the crowd erupt anew, all screaming Shiro's name like it was a prayer.
Ichigo couldn't help but clasp his hands together in front of him and close his eyes as the solo he knew so well started to come to an end, his eyes opening to make contact with Shiro since the guitarist had known he was there.
His nerves were shot, the only thing saving him without his sunglasses was the fact that his fingers had a mind of their own with a guitar there. He stopped playing his solo and thrust his eyes open, hating the fact that the stage lights were all immensely brighter then they'd been a moment before. The entire arena paused for a moment and Shiro heard the slight studder in Renji's voice, and the missed note Grimmjow played, and the slightly muffed beat Karin let loose on the drums.
A single second felt like a year to Shiro as he looked down into the small group right in front of the stage and saw Ichigo, standing there looking into his eyes as honestly as he could, mouthing an 'I'm proud' before the rest of the concert hall all screamed his name as people tried even harder to get onto the stage.
Ichigo tried to get onto the stage to give Shiro a hug, not being able to wait to tell the albino how proud he was of him before he felt a large hand grasp his tail and pull him back from the stage. He turned around and saw Byakuya with his tail in hand, a slight glare on his face as he looked down.
"Byakuya… let me go, I have to see Shiro!" Byakuya just shook his head, not allowing the smooth fur of Ichigo's tail to slip through his hand. "Your hurting me Byakuya, let me go." Byakuya shook his head and changed so he was holding Ichigo's shoulder instead of tail, knowing that if the orange haired teen told Shiro he'd been rough he'd be dead.
Song after song people kept screaming Shiro's name, all wanting to get onto the stage with the albino. Ichigo hadn't even been picked by Renji to come up and dance on stage with them when that song came on. Shiro had just given him a shrug before paying more attention to his guitar and ignoring the dancer trying to wrap her arms around his neck.
The final song of the night was playing though, and Ichigo was ecstatic that he'd be able to sit down with Shiro in the limo on their way to the TV broadcast. He'd managed to work his way up to the front of the stage again without Byakuya trying to rip his tail off again and he was thankful for that.
His fist was pumping up in the air to the beat, he was do out of it that he didn't even notice as Renji grabbed his hand while the finale of the song came around, everyone but him playing their arms and fingers off. "Ah! Renji what-" Renji shoved Ichigo in Shiro's direction as the band came to its stop for the last time that night.
Ichigo wasn't even aware that he was kissing Shiro unti a black nailed hand dug into the hair at the back of his head and crushed his mouth closer to the albino's making him open his eyes to catch a glimpse of gold and onyx eyes. Ichigo returned the favor by gripping the front of Shiro's vest, wondering why he was wearing so many clothes on stage before the albino's blue tongue ran the seam of his lips and he forgot all questions.
The two broke apart, the homosexual supporting fans all screaming their joy as a few choice heavily religious nuts cursed it. "I love you Ichi." Shiro gave him a wink before waving to the crowd with Ichigo's hand still in his and following the rest of the band off stage, one thing he liked about Eternal Soul Eaters was they never played any sort of encore.
Still in shock Ichigo could only return the kisses Shiro pressed to his lips as he was pushed against a wall once backstage, some bouncers and even Grimmjow trying to keep the band moving towards the party room where they'd sign autographs for two hours and 'mingle' with their fans. "Common, keep moving. We need a word with you Shiro." Grimmjow's voice gruff as he pushed the two along, wondering just how the hell Shiro had fucking scary as shit eyes like that.
Grimmjow pushed Ichigo and Shiro into the room, knowing that the party thing wouldn't start for at least an hour, giving the albino plenty of time to explain why the fuck he'd gotten a creepy eye surgery.
"Alright Shiro, start fucking explaining yourself! What kind of crack-pot asshole gets their eyeballs fucking dyed?" Shiro walked over to one of the many couches in the room and sat down before pulling Ichigo into his lap and playing with the pendent around his neck.
"First off Grimm, we might as well just wait for Shinji because he'll want to yell at me too. I'll explain everything after that's done with." Ichigo curled his legs up and rested his head beside Shiro's smirking when he saw the edges of the mark he'd left the night before hidden under the back collar of Shiro's shirt.
The doors burst open and Ichigo flinched as the malevolent wave that came into the room was making him shiver as Shiro wrapped his arms around Ichigo protectively. "Hichigo Shirosaki! What the hell? You have not been hiding those things under those glasses the entire time! How the hell could you pull this shit the first night of a tour? Do you have any idea how many calls I've been getting? Get those stupid contacts out and put your sunglasses back on if you still don't want people to know what your eye's look like, and how many times have I told you not to get caught in public with another guy? The last thing we need is for people to stop buying records because they don't like gays. Do you have any idea what this is going to do? What if the tour gets fucking cancelled? I said get those things out of your-"
"Shut up will you?" Ichigo stood up from Shiro's lap with a growl as he clenched his hands at his sides, his longer sharper nails making his palms bleed as his teeth elongated. "How dare you assume this is all some sick publicity shit! Do you have any idea how scared Shiro had been for his entire life, scared that if he ever showed his eyes again he'd be ridiculed, beaten, even tortured? He's been torturing himself for years because his father told him to hide his eyes! What the hell is wrong with you? Cant any of you look past the fucking eyes and the sunglasses, even his stupid fake attitude towards the world to see the real Hichigo Shirosaki, and not just Shiro?
"I've tormented him enough myself because I allowed him to hide his eyes when we were kids. So-"
"Ichigo… thanks for trying, but this is something I've got coming. I never expected anyone to notice really. I've already emailed you an attachment to a guys website, I'm sure with a bit of tweaking he can play as well as me. I'll hand in my resignation to the head of the board committee and buy out my contract in the morning." Shiro got up with a sigh and looped his arm around Ichigo's waist, knowing that the teen was probably ready to start kicking and screaming at the group Shiro had trusted most.
"Hey! You let everyone else get their two cents in. What about me Shiro?" everyone turned their eyes to Karin, standing off to the corner of the room, her head hung low.
"Listen Karin, I really don't have the energy to hear you yell at me too. So-"
"I'm not going to yell at you. I'm going to yell at everyone else. Honestly, can we hear him out before jumping down his throat?" Karin walked over to them with a glare and stood between Shiro and the door, a harsh scowl on her face as she reached for the knob and opened the door a little, having the entire room filled with screaming fans.
"Its not like it's made us any less popular. And as for all the stupid heavy religious people, its not like they didn't already know Grimmjow's gay. Now personally, I want to know how this happened scientifically, if you can of course. So I'm listening." Karin slammed the door shut again and walked back over to the couch and plopping herself down with that finality that no one dared try and go against if they wanted their male parts to stay intact.
"So Shiro, how long have all these secrets been piling up? Your eyes, the boyfriend, we all want to know so dish." Shiro just scoffed as he kept his arm around Ichigo's waist on the couch Eternal Soul Eaters were all sitting on.
"Their not really secrets, I just didn't go out of my way to let people know. Ichigo and I have been going out for just over a month now, and my eyes have been like this since I was born- literally its on my birth certificate." the woman nod her head, as if she was waiting for him to say something else, frowning when Shiro remained silent, toying with his fingers as he tried not to think of what Ichigo was doing at that moment.
"Alright… is there any other dirty little secrets that we need to know?" Shiro looked as if he was thinking before looking back at the woman with a smirk, his eyes making her shudder at the raw power that was behind them.
"Nope. Nothing." Shiro folded one of his legs over his other before turning his head away from her and looking around the studio.
"Alright… Renji, when did you and the rest of the band know what his eyes looked like?"
"When the rest of the world figured it out. Any other questions?"
"Yes, what are the four of you going to do after the Japanese tour? Got any huge plans for anything?"
"Yeah, a world tour. We figure even if we're playing in a school field somewhere it'll be great fun." Grimmjow answering for the band that time, his shit eating grin in place as he looked at the interviewer.
"Alright… what about your families? I want to know how each of your families is and how proud they are of your accomplishments at such an early age." the woman's English wasn't perfect, but luckily for Shiro it was good enough that he didn't have to translate to the band.
"Well, my mom and dad are still running their candy Shop in Germany, my sister is married to a professor at Cambridge and is expecting her first child… and the rest of my family is sitting here with me." Grimmjow gave the interviewer a smile as he folded his arms over his chest, hoping his parents were watching in a way.
"My families fine. Mom and dad are good, nothing else to really say, the guys are a large part of my family, older brothers I never wanted. That kinda thing." Karin just shrugged her shoulders, knowing that her parents knew she was nonchalant about everything.
"My mom's good, liking her apartment in New York, she's still a photographer, she likes that, and like everyone else is saying our little family here is great." Renji gave a smile as he crossed his legs, allowing his body to relax into his chair more.
Shiro remained silent just looking at the interviewer, his face basically blank as he started looking around again. "Shiro? Is there anything you want to say about your family?"
"Not really, I everyone's already said we're all good. And I've mentioned that my boyfriend is good, so there is nothing else to say."
"Nothing about your parents? Usually in interviews you say something."
Shiro shrugged his shoulders, wanting to leave the interview to spend more time with Ichigo. "Not really. There's nothing to say." Shiro set his arms behind his head.
"Now, are the rumours true that this mysterious orange haired teen seen with the four of you in the Canadian airport and onstage kissing Shiro tonight… is he going to be a new member to the band?"
"No. Eternal Soul Eaters is not recruiting anymore members." Shinji walked onto the stage from the waiting room behind the stage. Shinji gave a wide grin as he sat down, pushing Shiro over so he was basically off the couch.
"Well, now that you're here I'm going to leave Shinji, you seem to have everything under control as it is… and I'd hate to throw off your groove." Shiro got up with a sigh and head off the stage, bypassing all the cameramen and the executives of the show who were trying to get him back out onto the stage.
Shiro got into the viewing room and walked over to Ichigo, giving the orange haired teen a kiss as he sat down. "Your such an asshole! Get out there Shiro! You agreed to do this interview just as much as everyone else!"
"But Ichigo… I wanna go home. I'm tired, and there's another concert tomorrow night!" Ichigo stood up with a glare and grabbed Shiro's ear, pulling him to his feet and kicking his ass so he went towards the door.
"Get your ass back on that stage! Get going!" Ichigo continued kicking Shiro in the ass until he stumbled onto the stage, correcting his footing so he looked like he'd just stopped running.
Shiro sat himself back down with a slight scowl, hating the fact he couldn't just go home and sleep. "So Shiro… yer back I see… wha, your boyfriend not wanna screw you now?" Shiro turned his eyes to Grimmjow and gave the glare he always gave, noticing as Grimmjow visibly shivered.
"I don't know Grimm…who're you going home with? Oh that's right… no one. Stop talking big ya blueberry."
"Oi! Shuddap! don't you dare start with that again! I'll kick yer ass faster then you can see Shiro!"
"Sure Grimm… how about we get back to the interview though?" Grimm just rolled his eyes and turned his head back to the interviewer as she spoke with Shinji about possible future exibitions.
"Well, I know for sure that after the Japanese tour we're going to work on a few new songs, then head out for a world tour." Shiro just kept quiet as he wait for the interview to be over so he could go home and sleep.
"Hey hun, what's up? You look kinda tense." Harribel walked into the living room with her cup of coffee, knowing that her husband was dealing with a lot with their son and the company.
"You should watch this." Aizen raised the remote to the TV and turned it on, allowing the feed from his laptop to appear on the TV, the interview Eternal Soul Eaters was doing on air.
"Oh my… his glasses are off, Aizen what does this-"
"Shut up, I'm thinking." Harribel sat down beside him and looked at the TV, her white half jacket coming up around the bottom of her face. Her eyes wide as Shiro looked into the camera for a moment, his black and gold eyes showing more emotion then she thought her son was capable of.
"What the fuck are Starrk and Barrangan doing? Where's my phone." Harribel's eyes went wide as Aizen looked shocked and angered as he got up and started searching for his phone on the couch and around the room, never seeing him so frantic before.
"Aizen, are you-"
"Shut up Harribel." Aizen grabbed his phone up and quickly dialed Ulquiorra's number, having seen Yammy dead on the news a few weeks before and knowing that the pale man would still be in Japan.
"Hello? This is Ulquiorra Sci-"
"Shut up and tell me what the fuck is going on there." Aizen's deep brown eyes were almost flaming with anger.
"Uh… I don't really know, after Yammy's fuck up I've had to lie low. All I'm seeing is what's on TV. Starrk is supposed to be working on an inside job, but Shiro's been off the grid for a month, I don't get this really sir but I have a message from when I ran into Shiro one night. No matter how much I don't want to repeat this to you sir, he said: next time you don't want a kid… screw his mother with a better quality condom. I apologies sir, I should have silenced him for you but-"
"I don't want excuses. Find Shiro, kill Ichigo, and get the fuck out of Japan. Kill Shiro if you have to I don't care anymore! Do you fucking hear me?" there was a confirming sound from the other end of the line and Aizen cut the call and tossed his phone onto the couch, walking back and forth as he clenched his jaw.
"Aizen- don't shush me - first off, you need to relax a bit, and secondly, our dinner reservations are for two hours and their in Abbotsford, and thirdly I don't think Shiro is going to be much of a quiet person anymore." Harribel raised her cup of coffee to her lips and let out a sigh as Aizen just looked up at her, his expression blank and back to that horrid pokerfaced Harribel had known for so long.
"He's getting stupid Harribel… he's talking back to Ulquiorra."
"What else is new?"
"The escalation of what he's retorting with is getting worse. I'm starting to think that I'll have to do this on my own." Aizen reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose, as he sat back down, flipping through his phone for the assassins number and hitting talk.
"Talk."
"Starrk. Where are you, where is Ichigo, and where is Shiro?" Aizen glared up at the white ceiling of the living room, wanting deeply for the taxing problem for killing his son's boyfriend and finishing the company's merger.
"I am standing in a hallway of a TV studio, Shiro is on stage glaring at anything he can without his glasses and Ichigo is in the viewing room with close to twenty other people. My source tells me that there is a ventilation duct, but its too small for me."
"And Lillinette?"
"We both know she's too loud to not yell something before pulling the trigger. My best bet is to get a sniper-like shot from the roof as their heading out to the limo, I just need to find the roof entrance."
"Fine, I just told Ulquiorra the same thing: get it done. I no longer care of Shiro goes down too. I just want them gone, wiped off the map if you can."
"Alright Aizen. I'll get it done ASAP." the line cut again and Aizen let out a sigh, setting his phone down and sighing as he closed his eyes, trying to think of how to everything he wanted done, done.
"Shiro… we haven't have actually cooked food in two weeks. Can I please make some homemade burgers at least. Pleeeeeeeeease?" Ichigo stretched out across Shiro's lap with a smile up at the albino, giving him his biggest set of kitten eyes he could.
"Ichigo, to be honest I'm too tired to have more then the protein shakes I get. I probably don't even have the energy to chew right now." Shiro looked down at the orange haired hybrid. "Oh common, don't give me those eyes. Ichigo, I'm tired."
"But you've been neglecting me Shiro. I feel so unloved… it feels like it's been forever since we just made out even!" Ichigo knew bugging his mate just after a concert wasn't the best choice, only half an hour away from the back stage pass holders bursting into the 'mingle room' as he called them, but he really was feeling neglected.
"Alright, I'm sorry Ichigo, how about we stop off at a grocery store and I pick up some instant ramen, would that work?" Ichigo let out a sigh as he rolled onto his back so he was looking straight up into Shiro's face.
"Give me a kiss before I have to leave and we'll call it even." with a smile he hooked his hand around Shiro's neck and pulled him down for a kiss, knowing that the albino never said no to kisses, even if they were just stolen moments where it was just them.
Lips brushed and electricity jolted through Ichigo and Shiro, making both want the quiet silence of their bedroom back in their apartment. "Oi… stop sucking face will you? Ichi's gotta get going." the two shared a mutual irritated feeling as Grimmjow hollered at them from across the room, they didn't even have any tongue in the kiss. Shiro broke the kiss and gently traced his lips down Ichigo's neck to the mark he'd made before, the S shaped white scar being there. His tongue tracing the mark and he smirked when Ichigo shivered.
"My love." Shiro's voice soft as he kissed the mark and moved back so he could see Ichigo's eyes.
"My mate." Ichigo's voice so soft no one else heard as he raised himself up and pressed another passionate kiss to Shiro's lips before standing up and leaving the room, looking back every few steps before waving to everyone and heading for the back room where Shinji was leading him to.
"Ichigo, I know this sounds odd, but I don't want you seen in the tabloids with Shiro anymore. It's singling him out and I don't want it happening, got it? We've got enough with just his eyes now."
"You're the one who wanted to see his eyes. And Shiro can be seen wherever the fuck he wants with me. If he tells me to stay out of the tabloids I'll do it. I have great respect for his wishes."
"But until you came along he was fine with his glasses on. He had the perfect image!"
"Yes, and I helped show the world the true Shiro, so sue me." Ichigo shrugged his shoulders and stopped in front of the door that Shinji had stopped in front of.
"Byakuya is in there waiting. I'll get Shiro to come and get you when their down with their signings." Ichigo nod his head and walked into the room, smelling the tobacco and noticing that it was Byakuya having a cigarette in the corner of the room.
"Dammit… please tell me those aren't a constant occurrence." Byakuya raised an eyebrow before putting the cigarette out and letting the smoke out of his lungs.
"Sorry, no, their not, just something to pass the time really. I hope you don't mind, but my little sister is going to be joining us tonight with a few of her friends. Apparently you know them." Ichigo shrugged his shoulders as he plopped down on his ass kicking his feet up onto the coffee table as Byakuya changed the channel.
"I don't really care, I'm good with pretty much anything right about now. I kinda want to sleep though." Byakuya motioned at the couch Ichigo was laying on and the orange haired teen nodded his head and lay down with his arm under his head like a pillow.
There were three knocks on the door and it opened to reveal a very tall man with a dull expression as if he was tired, his long brown hair wavy and his light grey eyes bored as he looked from Ichigo to Byakuya. "Hey, Shinji just sent me to take your sift. He doesn't want you having to hang out here with your sister."
"Nah, its alright, I'm fine with it, Ichigo and I get along just fine." Byakuya closed his eyes for a moment before looking back down at his book.
"Really Kuchiki-san. It's fine, nothing ever happens anyhow. I doubt some screaming fan-girl is going to break in trying to get the kid because of Shiro." the man looked over with a slight smile towards Ichigo, making him sit up uncomfortably, sizing the man up as Byakuya began to crack, being too tired and knowing sleep would bea good idea for the next night.
"Fine, but one scratch on him and you're the one answering to Shiro, not me." Byakuya stood up and passed the man with a nod of his head, his black suit contrasting perfectly with the steel grey almost white one the new man was wearing.
"Hey, my name is Coyote Starrk. But you can just call me Starrk." Ichigo nod his head and stood up, timidly raising a hand with as kind a smile as he could muster.
"Kurosaki Ichigo. Please to meet you Starrk." his nerves were running wild as the man grasped his hand in a strong grip and they shook like business men. Once Starrk was sitting down again Ichigo sat down and put his attention back to the TV, not trusting the new man as far as he could throw the tall lanky man.
Shiro was getting nervous, he could feel Ichigo's emotions suddenly spike and he didn't like it, but he couldn't just run out, Shinji was guarding the door. Despite that Shiro started to make his way towards the door, stopping and signing autographs when he was stopped, and taking scowling pictures for fans.
"Hey Shinji, thanks for sending the replacement. I'm off for the night." Shiro jerked his head up hearing the familiar sound of Byakuya's voice. He was supposed to be with Ichigo, until Shiro said otherwise.
"Uh, what? I didn't-"
"Ichigo!" Shiro pushed passed the fans and vaulted over both Byakuya and Shinji in the doorway when the feelings he was getting from Ichigo escalated even further. He could feel the 'I' shape on the back of his left shoulder pulsate and he kicked up his speed, shifting into a tiger mid-run because of the rampant emotions rushing through his body.
Shiro growled as a shot was heard and he re-doubled his legs as he got to the door, shoulder it off the hinges and hissing when he noticed the man standing there with a gun raised.
Starrk froze when black and gold eyes looked at him, shock rushing through his body for a moment before he turned his gun on the white tiger, his hand shaking slightly as Shiro lunged for him with a growl that made the entire building rushing towards the door.
Starrk's teeth lengthened right away and he started biting as he started to fight Shiro off. He dared to shoot with his gun hearing howls of pain, before he jabbed the back of Shiro's head with the hilt of the gun and smirked as he fell, still a large tiger.
Starrk was about to turn back to Ichigo to finish the job- even if he had to shoot the whole fucking couch apart to hit the carrot top. "Fuck!" Starrk was pushed back as Ichigo lunged at him, pushing the gun into the ground above his head so he couldn't aim it at either of them.
"My mate!" Ichigo's eyes were burning with anger and hatred as he shoved his knee into Starrk's ribs, hearing a crack before the man swore again and pushed Ichigo off. The sound of more running feet were getting too close for comfort and Stark let out another string of curses as he got off the ground and started rushing to the nightstand so he could get into the air ducts, letting out a sigh once he was finally there.
Ichigo let out a bunch of curses and a hiss and he started following Starrk, getting the upper part of his body into the air duct, his nails gripping into Starrk's pant leg before his legs were grabbed and he was pulled out.
"Ichigo! What are you-"
"No! let me go! He's up there!" Ichigo tried to worm out of Renji's grasp for a minute, his long nails scraping at the red heads arms as both Grimmjow and Byakuya came by to help restrain him. "Leave me alone and get Shiro to a hospital!"
"Ichigo stop it! Your not climbing through an air duct!" Grimmjow pulled Ichigo from the other two men's grasp and turn him so brown eyes met blue. "Listen Ichigo… go with Shinji, take Shiro to the hospital, and give the description to the police. Alright?"
Ichigo nod his head once before timidly looking over at Shiro, noticing right away that on his left shoulder the intricate looking 'I' was still there, standing out much more against the white and black fur.
"I never should have searched him out. God… I could have just got him killed." Ichigo flinched as a couple body guards lift Shiro up and started to walk him out thanks to all the halls being cleared. Ichigo's own side flaring with pain as he moved to limp after them before Byakuya walked over and picked him up, carrying the carrot top after Shiro.
"Aizen… this isn't going to happen. Ichigo is too quick and Shiro is too strong. I had them separated. There was half a fucking building between them and I was still ambushed."
"So… you failed, yet again, another of my top assassins fail. I'm starting to think you're all incompetent."
"There is another thing Aizen… their… mated. After I'd knocked Shiro out Ichigo lunged at me, he said 'my mate' so I'm guessing a lot more is going on that we don't know about. I doubt I'll be able to get in again, so it'll have to be a distance thing, but that might take a few days to figure out where they go every night. Every tail I've tried it doesn't work."
"Fine. You get one more shot Starrk, I want this done before the end of the Japanese tour."
"Yes Aizen-sama. I'll have it done." Starrk and Aizen both hung up their phones. Starrk hated his line of work, but the pay Aizen gave was something that no one could ever think of matching, and he was a gun-man. Lillinette handled all the technical aspects of it and Starrk himself did the dirty work. If he could he wouldn't do it, he'd get his small little Lillinette out of the horrid lifestyle.
Letting out yet another sigh Starrk pulled the collar of his coat up around his neck, hunching his shoulders as he walked across the street in front of the speeding ambulance, that was headed there for Ichigo and Shiro.
AN:
Me: wow… kinda harsh… I like Starrk too much! Why do I have to use him as a bad guy?
Starrk: I don't mind… so long as I get to sleep until you get writing the next chapter.
Shiro: wow… intense, but why am I knocked out? Do you really think his hit could have done that to the mighty and powerful Shirosaki?
Grimm: Hey look! His heads the size of a watermelon! Ichi, bring me a bat… we're about to have dessert!
*Ichigo walks over holding out a chopstick, an aluminum bat hidden behind his back and a bright smile on his face*
Ichigo: this is what you get.
Grimm: Fine! It'll work! *Grimmjow snatched he chopstick and starts poking Shiro's temple a few times before snapping the chopstick as he tries to hut Shiro with it.*
*Ichigo pulls out the bat and hits both over the head once, causing the aluminum to dent*
Ichigo: get out of the Authors notes and let her speak!
Me: wow… glad I don't have brains to clean… that'd get messy with my laptop. Anyhow, thank you all for reading!
Starrk: we don't really know what's going to happen with my character yet. So stay turned.
Me: Gaara! Take it away!
Gaara: review.
Me: wow Gaara… one word?
Gaara: review
Me: sorry I asked.
Gaara: Review.