A/N: I'M BACK! Sorry this is late, but the past few weeks have been busy. And something's wrong with my docx upload thingy...so yeah (and the page break thingies aren't working either).

Anywho hope you like XD

Also, I'm working on a story that I'm going to post on FP, so updates might come only once or twice a week instead of the three I wanted T^T

He could hear them. Her muffled gasps, and moans. His grunts and growls, deep and low that made him shiver despite the tears he felt still wet on his cheeks.

Ichigo knew Grimmjow would never be his. That he would eventually choose a mate...someone that wasn't him. But it wasn't until the first night he heard them that the realization took it's toll. He cried the hardest that night. He felt as if something was crushing his ribcage and if only he ran far enough he could get away it.

So he ran, but it wasn't long before he falling, but he still didn't stop, instead he crawled. Begging, desperate pleas of 'please' falling from his lips, yet he didn't know what it was he was asking for.

When he had woken up the next morning he had no idea where he was. But it didn't take long for him to remember.

It didn't take long for him to find the rest of the group. When he arrived Shiro tackled him exclaiming how worried he was about his 'aibou'. They didn't notice his bloodshot eyes until later and when they asked he told them he had a nightmare. They left it alone after that only giving their nods of sympathy.

He hadn't been able to look at Grimmjow for the whole of that day.

-/-/-/-

Since then they had been in the forest for a week (two total) trying to figure out what they should do.

Sometime during the first week Grimmjow and Chad had gone back to scope out the area around the lab...or what used to be the lab. They found that there was forest completely surrounding it, it went deepest on the opposite side that they were on. They were in the shallowest part. Grimmjow guessed that other hybrids fled to the deeper parts of the forest.

A day after they came back Shiro and Ichigo went to see what was past their thin strip of woods. What they ran into was what Shiro thought was an electric fence. They weren't one hundred percent sure because they hadn't dared touch it, but it was more likely than not.

Past that, was an electricity plant. The buildings looked oddly similar to those of the lab. Ichigo told Shiro it was probably disguised to look like part of it—though he had no idea why that would be.

It had been a day after that he first heard Yoruichi and Grimmjow. He realized then that no one would ever want him. Why would they? He couldn't have cubs. He was useless. A male that needed to be dominated as a female would. And because he was still male he needed someone strong...like Grimmjow was.

Even though they were feline and felines normally lived solitary lives, they were also human, and humans were creatures that needed to be surrounded by each other constantly.

-/-/-/-

Ichigo was started out of his trance when the shy strawberry blond sat beside him. There were a few moments of awkward silence as she shot shy glances at him before he snapped.

"What?"

"Ichigo-kun isn't having nightmares."

Ichigo could only stare in shock, and slight fear.

"It worries us to hear Ichigo-kun at night."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ichigo snarled getting up to go climb a tree.

-/-/-/-

Ichigo was batting half heartedly a leaf as he lounged on a large branch. Trying not to think about what the shy feline said to him. Or who this so called 'us' was. He just knew it was Shiro, and the last thing he wanted was for him to start prying.

"Aibou!"

Ichigo started almost falling off of his branch. Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear, he fumed silently.

"Berryhead, I know what's wrong."

Of course, how could he not know. This is Shiro we're talking about: Knower of all, and handler of everyone's business. Ichigo seethed trying his damndest to ignore the pest. The branch shook a bit as Shiro dropped to sit next to him.

"They're not mated, y'know." He said in an unusually sober tone.

"What?" Ichigo hissed, whipping his head around to look at the snowy pale hybrid.

"He hasn't marked her yet, yer not mated until ya mark someone."

"Why hasn't he marked her yet?" He questioned with narrowed eyes.

"She's bi and in love with another hybrid—a girl, but she wants cubs."

The fiery haired feline tried to pretend his heart didn't soar with hope when he heard that. "I-I... don't see what all of this has to do with me."

"Say whatcha want. I know whatcha are, an' how ya feel."

Ichigo was frightened...and furious at that. He didn't need this. Shiro was the last person he wanted to know about him. He wondered briefly how long until the whole group knew.

This wasn't possible. He couldn't know. He didn't know.

His ear were lying flat on his head and his tail was twice it's size, his claws were slowly unsheathing. Though, he knew he wasn't going to use them. "Shut up!" He growled a growl deep in his chest. "You don't know anything! You don't know anything."

"Aibou..." Shiro said apologetically, cautiously reaching out to stroke his hair. He didn't know why his aibou was so mad. He wasn't trying to hurt him. He loved his aibou.

"Get away from me!"

"I c'n hel-"

"I don't care!"

"Aib-"

"GET AWAY!"

-/-/-/-

A/N: Oookay...berry's pissed XD In this story Ichi's more like a transvestite than he is gay.

Sorry about any mistakes

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