The two angels had been sitting in the garden for a little while, about a half hour or so. Shiro had been around most of the garden by now and still hadn't found them. Well until now, he came bursting through the foliage, furious. His 'wife' had been missing for a while and he was ready to kill now. Demons were very possessive.
Shiro glared furiously at the fallen angel holding his wife. Ichigo seemed completely oblivious to the whole thing as he cuddled with his older brother.
"Release my wife or I will kill you!" Shiro snarled as he stepped towards the angel.
"No." Mugetsu growled.
Ichigo's eyes slowly blinked open, though he kept his face buried in the other's chest. "Mugetsu-oniisan..." He mumbled.
Hearing Ichigo speak only made Shiro more furious. "Hand. Him. Over." Shiro snarled as he stepped towards the angels again. "Or I will tear you shreds and toss your body into the top layer" the albino added.
Ichigo's bleary eyes turned to the albino. "Go away," he huffed, "My Oniisan is gonna take me back home anyways."
Shiro's eyes flashed. "No." was the only word he spoke. Neither of the angels had time to react before Mugetsu was pinned to a tree by his neck with a large, sharp clawed hand digging into the soft flesh of the throat. Ichigo had been dropped to the ground when Mugetsu was grabbed. Shiro's eyes glowed brightly as he pressed the fallen angel harder against the tree and dug his now sharp claws into the poor angel's neck.
"Mugetsu-onnisan!" Ichigo gasped, scrambling to his feet before he ran over. "Shiro, stop! Your going to hurt him!"
"You aren't leaving. This is your fucking home now." Shiro snapped as he dropped the panting angel. His eyes were filled with pain. He liked Ichigo, why did the oranget want to leave so badly?
"I don't want this to be home! I want to go back to heaven, my REAL home!" Ichigo snapped, glaring at him as he kneeled down next to his older brother.
The albino clenched his fists. "Fine. Good luck with going home." he snarled before he whipped and started away with a heavy heart.
Ichigo hugged Mugetsu, glaring after Shiro before he looked to his big brother. "Mugetsu-oniisan, are you okay?" He asked.
Mugetsu coughed slightly, a bit of blood splattering the grass. "I think." he stated, a bit dizzy from the lack of air and the cuts in his neck.
Ichigo looked like he was starting to panic. Mugetsu quickly noticed this, even in his state. "Really Ichi," he stated as steady as he could. "I'm fine."
"No, your not." Ichigo sniffed, leaning back and gripping the material of his shirt in his lap tightly.
"Those wounds will heal." Mugetsu stated.
Ichigo sniffed again. "Oniisan..." He mumbled.
"No crying, I will be fine." the fallen angel sighed before coughing slightly.
"But, Mugetsu-oniisan!" Ichigo said, "Your hurt..."
"I will be fine." Mugetsu sighed. Ichigo sniffed again and mumbled something under his breath before leaning down and hugging the other tightly again. The black haired angel carefully lifted his arms and hugged back.
"Oniisan." Ichigo murmured. "You promise your gonna be okay?" he asked.
The other angel hesitated. "I will try to be okay again." he replied. "You better..." Ichigo mumbled. The fallen nodded.
The two angels had been sitting in the garden for a while now. They were both surprised when Shiro walked back in, arms crossed. Ichigo scowled at him, only half of his face visible from Mugetsu's shirt.
"I have a proposal for you two." Shiro stated.
"About?" Mugetsu asked.
"It would benefit you greatly and for very little 'price'." Shiro stated.
Ichigo scowled. "No. Go away."
Shiro frowned. "We should at least hear him out." Mugetsu sighed, not really wanting to but it could benefit them.
"Mugetsu-oniisan..." Ichigo grumbled before nodding slightly and hiding his face with his wings.
"You guys have been out here for most of the day without food, and blacky will bleed to death if the neck wounds aren't treated. I will give you food and medicine, for a small price." Shiro stated.
Ichigo stilled, but he didn't look out at him. "What kind of price?" Mugetsu asked. Shiro grinned.
Ichigo hugged the dark-haired angel a little tighter. "It's a relatively cheap, small price." Shiro stated, staring at Ichigo.
"...What do you want?" Ichigo grumbled.
Shiro grinned at Ichigo. "Guess. You should be able to figure it out pretty easily." he purred.
Ichigo glared at him, a blush falling over his cheeks. "No!" He snapped.
"Not as innocent as I thought I guess if that is your first thought." Shiro stated.
That only made Ichigo blush even harder. "Here's a hint, you refused to do it earlier today." Shiro tried.
"... That is the exact same thing." Ichigo growled, looking away.
"Are you thinking about early this morning or later morning?" Shiro asked.
"... Both." Ichigo huffed.
"Middle morning?" Shiro tried.
"Same thing." Ichigo sighed.
"Not it's not!" Shiro whined, stomping his foot. He thought this game would be easy.
"What ELSE is there?" Ichigo nearly whined right back at him.
"At breakfast." Shiro stated.
Ichigo scowled. "You threatened it then, too."
The albino sighed. "Playing this game with my father is much easier." he muttered. "Before that, I'm not as simple-minded as you think." Shiro hissed.
"Oh?" Ichigo huffed. "Seems like it to me..." He muttered.
"... Just figure it out, this game is boring me now." Shiro huffed.
"Just tell me." Ichigo growled.
"Ask me nicely." Shiro stated as he crossed his arms.
"I don't owe you that." Ichigo stated.
"Fine. Let blacky bleed to death. It would be easier on me anyway" Shiro snapped.
Ichigo froze, glancing at his older brother. "Just... just tell me." He muttered.
Shiro heard the pain in Ichigo's voice. He made a huffing noise, turning his head to the side and muttering something quietly. "... What?" Ichigo asked.
"You have to sit on my lap at dinner, is that so hard?" Shiro huffed, not looking at Ichigo.
Ichigo blushed, scowling at him. "Yes, it is!" He snapped, before adding, "... But... Fine... As long as you get Mugetsu-oniisan treated." He looked away, still blushing heavily.
"I will." Shiro stated. "Now come on, we have to drop him off at the medical care and go to dinner. He can join us after he is treated." the albino explained as he walked over to carry the fallen angel and walk with the other angel.
Ichigo scowled, hugging Mugetsu tightly. "I don't wanna leave him." He protested.
"He will be fine." Shiro stated as he easily picked up the black haired angel. Ichigo continued glared at him. "I'm going to stay with Mugetsu-oniisan."
"…I'm the prince of Hell. As long as you are here, you will be required to listen to me, there are guards and servants that will make sure of that…if not them, I will." Shiro growled coldly.
Ichigo's eyes widened a little and he stilled, not saying another word. Shiro huffed and started to walk out of the garden, glancing behind him to make sure that Ichigo was following. The oranget was following him, but he was staring at the ground, oddly quiet.
Drama
Ichigo, Shiro isn't that simple-minded...right?
And be nice to Shiro...he's feeling really hurt right now because it seems like Ichigo choosing Mugetsu over him
I want to remind all of you this entire story has already been written so requesting things or characters isn't going to make it happen...seriously
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