Who are you chapter 7 Finale.

A/N: Okay…As I said in my other updated fic. I have been gone for a while. But, I am going to try and update more now. I won't leave any story unfinished (hopefully not) and will try to complete them all. This is, I repeat, the LAST CHAPTER. Yes. It is. I've decided there is NO MORE CHAPTERS AFTER THIS. This will be the last, because I like how it ended.

Also, I have a sequel in mind for this. Yup. If you guys like it, I will do a sequel. You have to tell me though. If not..I will continue my other stories, and if you eventually want a sequel, you can message me.

-X-

Ichigo groaned as he woke, his eyes fluttering open. It wasn't as dark in this room, as it was the last time and he assumed he had been moved. His back ached for some reason and the pounding in his head was getting worse. His legs shook when he realized he was standing, and he went to fall. He let out a sharp cry of pain as his arms stretched and his knees dangled inches from the floor. Gritting his teeth, through teary eyes he looked up and noticed he was in chains. His arms were cuffed separately and he was hanging from the wall, so that his feet barely touched the ground.

He struggled and yanked down on them, and cursed when they wouldn't budge. Letting out a breath he was about to try again when the door opened and he was met with a wide smile and closed eyes. His teeth clenched and he pulled on the chains anyways. "Ichimaru-sensei…" He glared.

"Maaa~ what's with that face?" He smiled and tilted his head to the side as he stepped more into the room followed by a few others.

Ichigo's body tensed and he backed up as much as he could until his back touched the wall and he flinched.

"I told ya you'd owe me one. Don't ya remember?"

Ichigo bared his teeth and growled deep in his throat. "I meant something else you weirdo! What the hell are you doing?" His eyes widened as a large metal object was handed to the fox faced man and he stilled as icy blue irises opened and locked onto Ichigo's own brown ones.

"Wha' does it look like, Ichi? I'm here ta teach ya a lesson."

-X-

"Fuccccckkk!"

"Don't start that again!" Szayel hissed as he slapped the red head on the side of the head.

Ishida rolled his eyes as the two continued to fight and stepped slowly down the stairs. He remembered their being secret passageways down here and for some reason, he didn't think when they found Aizen, that they would be having just some pleasant chat. Looking to his left he watched as the two behind him stumbled to catch up and he slowed a bit for them.

"It's…Kind of creepy down here."

Both the brunette and pink haired teens' looked over to the red head who pursed his lips.

"Well it is!"

"Shhhh!"

Ishida rolled his eyes yet again as they walked further down the one corridor. Turning a corner he sighed as he flicked the lights on, illuminating the hallway enough for them to see. He felt an odd churning in the pit of his stomach and wondered if it was the fact that he had not eaten that day, or because something bad was going to happen. Probably the later, but he hoped that wasn't the case. He also wondered what happened to Ichigo. It wasn't that he would just go with someone without a fight. He knew that Ichigo was strong, even if they hadn't been friends let alone seen each other over the last few years, but he had a sense, and his sense never failed him.

"Do you even think Aizen will know what's going on? I mean, so whoever it was used the club paper, it doesn't mean like, ya know…never mind, I don't know what I'm saying anymore."

"Well, I understand. But whoever used it had to have gotten it from here, and there are camera's placed everywhere. So I'm saying, Aizen could see who snuck some out if anyone did."

"Oh…"

Ishida nodded as they turned a corner, he turned around to talk to the others when all of a sudden the lights turned off. "RENJI! SZAYEL!" He shouted as he heard screams and grunts. He ran back to where he came, feeling the wall with his hands as he stumbled to walk in the dark. Something was on the ground in front of him and he tripped. Feeling the ground he cursed as his glasses fell off his nose and got on all fours to look for them. "Shit, what the hell?" He grasped them in his hand and placed them on, although they didn't do him any good in the dark. He blinked to try to see anything, a shadow, any sign of movement but found none. The space he was in when extra quiet and he swallowed as he sat on the floor.

"Ishida…."

Ishida's eyes widened and he looked over his shoulder quickly as a flash light was faced on him, to see a tall figure standing behind him. His mouth went dry as he stuttered to talk and his heart picked up the pace. "What's going on…Aizen?"

-X-

"Ahh!" Renji yelled as he was pushed into a dimly lit room and fell to the floor. He watched in horror as the door shut and locked in front of him and he got up immediately. "HEY! YOU BASTARDS! LET ME OUT!" He banged on the door with his fists as he tried to pull on the handle. The door wouldn't budge and his eyes widened when he heard something be moved on the other side of it and placed against the door. He stood there for a few minutes blinking as he stared at the door. "Ok, now I'm starting to think, maybe Aizen isn't on our side." He huffed and turned around, leaning back against the door.

He grunted as he tightened his pony tail and looked around the spacious room. "Hey, I've been in here before." His eyes squinted as he remembered. 'This is where Ishida brought me…' He took a small step forward and looked around slightly. Walking behind the desk that sat in the back of the room he opened the drawer where Ishida had gotten the folder from. He sighed in irritation, his tattooed brows furrowing as he glared. "What the hell is going on around here?"

He was about to give up and try to force the door open when he heard a bit of movement coming from another room. Looking to both his right and left, he noticed two other doors were there, leading into two separate areas. Walking towards the one on his right, he rolled his eyes when it opened up to be a bathroom and huffed as he shut the door. His eyes shifted to the other door and he wondered slightly if he should try and see what was behind it. After all, he had heard some rumours about Aizen in the past, and with what was going on, he thought maybe some of them might be true. So if that door led to a closet full of dead bodies, he would just have to run out of there as soon as possible.

Swallowing at the thought, he dragged himself over to it and took in a deep breath as he opened it slowly. He let out a relieved breath when he noticed it lead to a hallway and smiled. "Well, no dead bodies at least." Looking back into the room, he let his eyes roam over the empty space before walking into the hallway.

He looked around the blank walls and sighed as he looked to the door straight ahead of him. He actually had to wonder who it was who pushed him into this room in the first place. Thinking back all he could hear was Ishida's voice scream his name, and the loud grunts of Szayel as he was dragged off somewhere.

"What the hell is going on around here…" He shook his head as he continued to walk. Never had he ever been dragged into something like this before and he was starting to wish he never dreamt that he had excitement in his life. He would never want to do anything like this again. But he was pretty sure after this he could probably sit through a horror film without screaming.

Reaching the door he felt the handle and turned it slowly. It wiggled, unlocked and creaked under the pressure. Renji let out a sigh as he let his other hand tug through his hair, wondering if he should just go back to the room or take another chance.

Although, Ichigo was on the line here. How so much drama and action could come out of being in a strip club, Renji couldn't muster though. He thought the worse things that could happen were bar fights, but no. Kidnaps apparently happened to. Yes, he wouldn't admit Ichigo was dead. That was just stupid! Whoever wrote the note, this…'RI' fellow, was going to get his head beat in. By who, he didn't know though. Knowing Ichigo the teen probably already met whoever it was face to face and gave him a few good punches here and there.

Renji chuckled at the image and turned the knob quietly. Walking in, he looked around a dark, dimly lit room. "Hello…?" His eyes squinted as he stepped further in and walked around. He heard the light coughing sounds come from the other end of the room and stopped in his tracks.

He could hear the faint sound of footsteps from in the room but found it hard to see. Cursing under his breath, he went to take a step as the lights turned on. He was blinded for only a second and he looked around to get a hold on his surroundings. Renji's eyes widened as he looked to see Ichigo kneeling on the other side of the room. "Ichigo!" Renji clenched his jaw as he moved to run forward, only to be stopped as someone walked into the room. He stared, confused as he looked at the other and barely registered the orange haired teen as he spoke.

"R-Renji…"

"Ichigo! What happened?" He looked back to the other as he moved to go to his friends sighed. He cursed silently at the wounds across his friends shoulders and chest, and looked up as he saw a white haired man stare down at them. "And who the hell is he! Did he do this to you?" Renji yelled as he glared at the other. It earned him a white brow to raise as the other regarded him and he scowled. Although, a small smirk twitched his lips at the slightly broken nose. 'I knew Ichi would hit him. This must be the bastard that caused all this…'

"R-Ryuuken…"

"Huh?" Renji blinked and looked down at the other as he spoke.

"I-Ishida…Ryuuken…"

Tattooed brows furrowed as he listened to the other. 'Who the hell is—' His eyes widened as he got it. "No way! No fucking way that's—Why on earth would he do that to his own son? Ich, I know your smart and all but—"

"It's because he's gay..." Ichigo spoke. His voice was hoarse as he coughed and looked up at his friend through a squinted eye, his other remained close. "This bastard sold Ishida to Aizen..Just because..He was gay.." Ichigo managed to rasp out in between pants. He watched as Renji looked over his face, realizing that he wasn't lying and they both looked up as the white haired man let out a small laugh.

"What's so…Funny…"

Renji watched as his friends jaw clenched in what he could only guess was anger, and let his hands hold onto the teen lightly.

"Nothing. I simply think it is rather amusing that you would tell your friend such a thing when it too, could cost him his life."

"Woa—Woa!" Renji held up a hand in disbelief. "You're not going to kill us just because we found out you sold your son, are you?" When he didn't get an answer and the other just stared at him, he looked to Ichigo for an answer. His friend too, just kneeled there, holding his stomach and nodded slowly at the red head. Swallowing, Renji felt a drop of sweat roll down the back of his neck and shook his head. "You—You can't do this! Besides, there's two of us against one of you!" He glared , throwing a fist in the air. He watched as the other stared at him, a dumbfound look on his face and he watched as Ryuuken looked the other way. Both he and Ichigo followed the mans' gaze and watched in slow motion as another walked in, weapon in hand.

Renji groaned. "Ichimaru-Sensei too!"

-X-

Ishida panted as he looked up at the other. He stood on shaky legs as he watched a small smirk form on the others' lips. His hands clenched and unclenched wishing he had something to take hold of, to stop himself from doing anything stupid or irrational.

"Come now, Uryu. What's with that look?"

He listened to the rumble of the deep voice and his eyes narrowed. Something was off, way off. If it weren't for the fact he was alone right now, he would be cursing the other out, demanding answers. But no…he didn't want to admit it, but Aizen might be the actual reason that the others disappeared all-so-suddenly. And if that were true, he best not do anything stupid that could cause harm to himself.

"I'll ask again then…What is going on, Aizen?" He stood up straighter, as best as he could. He watched as the other placed his hands in his pockets and looked him over, thinking of something. Ishida's eyes continued to stay narrowed as he waited for the other to speak.

"I assume you've heard already, have you not?"

Ishida blinked, confusion laced his features. "Heard about what?"

"Hmm…So you haven't." Aizen shook his head softly and let out a small sigh. "I suppose it is best if I were to tell you in person, be it I am here anyways. Would you like to know what I am talking about?"

Ishida gave the other a questioning look and nodded slowly. He couldn't tell just by looking at the man whether it was good or bad and it worried him. Usually the other only talked to him regarding good news; now however..he didn't quite believe that. Something was wrong and the nagging sensation at the back of his throat told him this man was the cause. That whatever it was, it wouldn't be good and that he should get away quickly. But he couldn't. No—His feet remained planted firmly on the ground where he stood as he watched the other and waited.

"You see, a long time ago, I was approached by none other than a man you know very well. He goes by the name of Ryuuken, Ishida."

Ishida's eyes widened. 'What?'

"It was, I believe when you were in high school still, yes?" When he got no answer the man chuckled lightly and shook his head. "Oh that's right, you don't know. How foolish of me, that is why I am explaining it now." Smiling slightly, his own, chocolate irises narrowed as he spoke. "He explained to me your situation..How you have grown astray from the path he wished you would consume. It was a rather odd request he asked of me, but I simply couldn't turn down the offer."

"What was…The request?"

Aizen slowly looked up at the teen and it caused Ishida to pale and shiver.

"That I buy you from him."

"W—What?"

"He offered me a large sum of money in order to allow you to work at my residence. After that, he started to pay me more, for reasons I didn't quite understand. And, when the time came to it, he said he was 'selling' you. Like you were a piece of equipment he no longer had a use for. With that, he told me I could use you as I pleased, and we even signed contracts."

Ishida stood silently for a moment. He could barely register what was going on. The sound of his heart beat. "You..You can't do that!"

"But Uryuu-Chan…I already have."

Ishida backed up slowly against the wall. He watched as Aizen took a step forward with each he took backwards and swallowed. His eyes darted around the hallway, looking for something or someway to escape but he found none. Turning quickly he ran, as fast as his feet could carry him, but it was too late.

"AHH!"

-X-

"Alaaa…" Huffing, the pink haired teen sighed as he stomped his foot. "Where did everyone go!" His brow twitched in irritation as he looked around the hallways he was swept off to. "Whoever did that, you could at least have gave me a map of this huge place! I swear, it's like a big maze in here…"

Sighing irritably, he ran a hand through his hair as he walked. He blinked and jumped slightly as he felt a vibrating motion in his pants and nearly choked on air. "Be calm Szayel…That is probably not what it feels like coming from your pant pocket…" Laughing softly to himself he reached in and picked out, what ended up being his cell phone and frowned.

"Why am I disappointed you aren't a—Oh never mind." Shaking his head, he looked to the caller ID and blinked. "Wait a minute…If I have a phone—" Rolling his eyes he shook his head. "Well, if things are all creepy here, and Ichigo was technically threatened..Well, if we find him…But still." Opening his phone, he cancelled the call and dialled a new number.

He absentmindedly opened a door and walked in as he spoke on the phone.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"Oh hello, police? Yes, my friends and I are in a bit of a…Pickle. We got a note saying our friend was dead and went to check it out, and now we are suddenly split up…No, this is not a prank call…Yes…Yes…"

Szayel blinked as his phone was suddenly snatched from him.

"SZAYEL!"

His eyes widened behind white frames as he was pulled into a head lock by an equally white haired man. "I-Ichigo?" Looking around he spotted his friends both kneeling on the ground and closed one eye as he was held tighter. "What the—What's going on!"

"Shut up, fool."

Szayel looked up as the white haired man talked and glared. "I am not a fool! Besides, I have better taste in clothing than you…Tsk, shame, you have such a nice body…."

"SZAYEL SHUT UP!" Ichigo and Renji both shouted this time.

Rolling his eyes, the white haired man pushed up his glasses and looked to the other in the room. "Gin, tie them up, they are being a nuisance."

"Whatever ya say Ryu-Chan~" Slowly, the man walked past the two and stood in front of the other two teens kneeling on the floor. They stared up at him with wide eyes and he opened his own squinted eyes and winked.

"Wha—" Ichigo quickly shut Renji's mouth by placing his hand over it and watched as Gin held up a finger to his mouth. Ichigo nodded once and threw him and Renji back quickly as Gin swung his weapon, smashing Ryuuken over the head.

"ARRHH!"

Szayel squeaked and watched as the white haired man fell to the ground in one fluid motion. "Couldn't you have been a little more careful, Ichimaru-Sensei?" He pouted, holding his arms to his chest.

"Maa~ I could've. But then if I did tha' he could ave harmed ya~ Woul you have wanted tha'?" A grin stretched across the mans lips.

"Eh….No." Shuddering, Szayel walked away from the body as Gin walked over and tied the man up. He moved to the opposite side of Ichigo that wasn't occupied by Renji and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You alright?"

"Y-Yeah…We should go find Ishida.."

"Alright…"

Everyone looked up as the door suddenly opened. There were quiet footsteps approaching and Gin steeped back, near the other teenagers.

Ichigo, Renji and Szayel all ducked around the man as to see who entered, blinking as the lights flickered on and off.

"This is like some weird horror flick isn't it? You know where the—"

"Not now Renji." Ichigo rolled his eyes as he spoke. He watched as the teen slowly closed his mouth and ducked down again to look in between the older mans' legs. He could see another pair of shoes, these ones expensive as the man stepped up slowly. Growling at not being able to see he ducked down further more and looked up. His eyes widened as he saw the brunette with a passed out Ishida in his arms. "Aizen…" His mouth whispered and his two friends looked over at him, giving him confused looks. Watching as they realized they blinked and looked back up at the other man.

"What are you doing, Gin?"

They watched as the man in question didn't answer. Instead, he lifted the weapon in his hand and ran at the other, swinging his arm back.

Ichigo's eyes widened, and even in his hurt state he skidded forward. Barely catching the unconscious Ishida, he grunted as he held the boy to his chest. Renji and Szayel were at his side in a second and both touched the teen in Ichigo's arms gently, trying to wake him.

"I-Ichi..go..?"

"Ryuu?" Ichigo let out a relieved sigh as confused blue irises gazed back at him in a haze. Shaking his head he looked to the others and squinted. "Come on, now's our chance."

Nodding, Renji looked to the pink haired teen as they lifted the other. Renji slowly took Ishida into his arms from Ichigo and hoisted him near his shoulder as the other helped the teen to stand. They turned as there was a loud groan and grunt from the other side of the room and watched as the two men fighting, tackled each other to the ground.

Ichigo hopped on one foot as the four of them made it to the door only to hear the sirens of a police car. Everyone in the room stilled and looked at each other.

"Oh…" Szayel blinked and rested Ichigo against Renji. The red head grunted in protest and he rolled his eyes as he walked over to the two men. Bending down, he picked up his phone and placed it to his ear. "Yes? Oh, sorry about that. You tracked the phone, ne? Good, good. Yes, we still need you in here. Uh..Whereabouts?" He looked down at the two men who blinked up at him.

"Tha' third basement…"

"Thank you." Szayel nodded as Gin spoke. "Yup, the third basement. Yeah, you might want to come quickly. We have some injured people here…Thank you. Yes, I will stay on the line."

Ichigo blinked and looked at Renji. The red head shrugged and looked to Ishida in his arms who also gave a confused shake of the head. Then, all of them looked to the pink haired teen who just smiled and waved.

"Haa!"

Eyes widening all of them looked over to see their teacher clutch his chest in pain. The door was suddenly thrown open and they watched as Aizen ran out, just as the police entered.

"Which way did he go!"

"That way!" Szayel pointed quickly and watched as most of the men left in the direction he pointed them in.

Ichigo sucked in a breath as hands moved to help him and clenched his jaw once more. He sat there, being helped as paramedics came in and took Ishida who lost cautiousness once more out on a stretched, and watched the police as they took Ryuuken into custody. He let out a relieved sigh as he watched Renji defend and explain Gin's situation instead of keeping silent and looked back as Ishida's eyes fluttered open and looked at him.

"Ichi..Go..?"

"Shh…We'll talk later, okay?" He waited as the teen nodded and stretched out an arm. Allowing his hand to gently stroke through the others' raven strands he smiled. "Get some rest alright…I'll explain everything tomorrow…"

"Promise…?"

"Yeah.." Ichigo looked as the teen nodded and closed his eyes once more. Sighing softly and closing his own brown irises he let his head rest back against a wall. 'It could have been worse…It could have been…worse…' Slowly his mind faded as he passed out into a deep sleep, to awaken later.

-X-

"ICHIGO! We're going to be late!"

"SHUT UP! I know!"

"Shh! There's no yelling in this hospital!"

"Oops, sorry."

Ichigo rolled his eyes and watched as the red head was escorted from the room. Chuckling to himself he sat back down beside the bed where the other teen lay and smiled. "So...You awake yet?"

"Yes, Kurosaki…I am awake."

Ichigo flushed slightly as he looked down at the boy, but he didn't quite know why. It hadn't even been a full day yet, and already he was acting like this was some tragic event to be talked about for years to come. Clearing his throat, he shifted on the chair he sat upon and turned to face the teen, looking down at Ishida as he sat up.

"Was there something you wished to talk about…Ichigo?" Reaching for the dresser Ishida grasped his glasses. Slowly, he set the frames back on his face and slid them up his nose.

"Y-Yeah.." Sighing, Ichigo rested his elbows on the hospital bed as he looked at the other. Now that this was all done, he really should explain. After all, he stayed up all night talking with the school—Renji and Szayel helped. And got Ishida re-enlisted. They even got him a part time job at Ichigo's dads' home clinic. So really...They basically got the boys life back.

But, there was still the bit where he had to tell the other what happened. What really happened that day…"Listen Ishida…You uh..Know when you..Confessed your love for me?"

Ishida blinked. "Yes…But Ichigo, why on earth are you—"

"Y-You don't know the whole story." Ichigo interrupted the teen slightly. He watched as Ishida blinked again and sat back against the bed.

"I'm listening.."

"W-When…I said those things…And ran away…I was stupid. I didn't know what I was doing then. I was just shocked, you know?" He watched as the raven haired boy nodded; a sign for him to continue. "When I did…Run away…I didn't go far…I stopped to catch my breath and realized how stupid, irrational, and insensitive my comments were.."

"Yes, they were, weren't they?" At the look he got Ishida cleared his throat and sat back even further in the bed. "S-Sorry, continue."

"It's alright.." Ichigo smiled slightly at the boy. "Well, when I stopped…I did think about it.." Looking away he sat back against the chair and let a hand run through his orange spikes. "I…I was going to go back…And apologize. I didn't want it to end like that but…" Ichigo trailed off and looked down. He felt bad for not listening to his instincts. His father, and mother would have rather he protect his friendship, not blow it off because of them. But he couldn't help it. He felt the need to protect his family, and he felt stupid though, for not finding away to keep them both…

"But.."

"H-Huh?"

"Are you going to continue, Ichigo? Or are you going to leave me with a cliff-hanger?" Ishida chuckled and shook his head.

"S-Sorry, trailed off for a second." Ichigo chuckled and smiled. "I was going to turn back and..Uh, apologize and all, but..Your dad stopped me." At the look on the teens face he nodded slowly and watched as the boys' eyes narrowed. "He..Threatened to…Sue my dad's clinic or something..Make it go ot of business…"

"What?"

"Y-Yeah..So I…Instead of doing what I should have..I was selfish and did the opposite instead…"

Ishida looked at the other for a while. He could see that Ichigo felt bad and sighed. "Idiot." He watched as the other blinked and scowled in confusion as he looked up at Ishida, and the boy laughed. Pushing up his glasses he shifted to face the other as he lay down on the bed, feeling a bit tired. "Ichigo, you did the right thing…Even if it hurt me, it was your family. Hell, if I actually loved my father, and had siblings, I probably would have done the same."

"Y-Yeah?"

"Yes." Ishida nodded and watched as Ichigo's cheeks got a light pink hue to them. Sighing once more, for the hundredth time he closed his eyes and let his head fall back on the pillow. They both sat in silence for a moment as Ishida rested and he opened an eye as he heard Ichigo speak.

"S-So…You…Forgive me then?"

Looking up at the other, he opened his other eye slowly. His blue irises looked into chocolate brown ones and he smiled softly. "Ichigo, I could never stay mad at you. I actually forgave you long ago…I just—When I saw you again..And we slept together, I couldn't control my emotions…You understand?"

"Yeah…" Ichigo waited, smiling as he watched the boy slowly fall asleep. He was about to leave when a hand slowly grasped his on the bed and held it softly. "U-Uryuu…?"

"Thank you, Ichigo…"

"H-Huh?"

"Thank you…Ichigo…" Ishida looked at the other and slowly leaned forward. "Thank you for..Telling me…And helping me…Thank you…"

Leaning down, Ichigo slowly pressed his lips to the others. He brushed them gently against soft, pale lips as he kissed the other. No tongue, only the simple brushing of the lips and he leaned back. He watched the rise and fall of Ishida's chest as he fell asleep and leaned back. Standing, Ichigo kissed the teens forehead as he bent over to turn off the light.

"Good night Ishida, and no…Thank you…Thank you…For understanding. Thank you..For everything.."

THE END