Hi I'm apologizing in advance beause this is short. I got lazy and lounged for an entire week and relized it was Monday. So I rushed and typed this up.

I wanna thank all of you who are sticking with me and motivating me all the way!

ENJOY PLEASE!


Ichigo was trembling with his hands bunched up in fists as he bit his lip to the point where blood could be tasted faintly. He was so terrified. Raphel was furious with him for showing up late, along with the fact he was below the requested amount he would make in cash. The guys who attacked him took everything he had as long as it was green.

Then, with his recent attack, he was pretty banged up and his appearance wasn't the best. This pissed him off more.

"Who the hell did this?!"

Raphel bellowed, the pitch so loud it made the scared teen jump. Ichigo looked at the floor when the man made eye contact with him.

"I don't know..."

"Then what did they look like?!"

The male asked as soon as Ichigo responded. The teen shrugged and looked off to the side he was growing anxious at what would happen to him if the male with the new fancy white jacket wasn't pleased with his answers.

"Look at me when I'm talkin' to ya."

Raphel growled taking hold of the teen's chin and tilting his head up, gaining the eye contact he desired.

"What did they look like?"

He asked again, his voice a low sneer dipped in poison. Ichigo in fact seen some things on his attackers and he still lied to the detectives about it, but with Raphel he couldn't even think about it.

"They...had tattoo's on their arms..."

Ichigo forced out softly now getting nervous.

"What of?"

"Gothic "A's"..."

Raphel let go of the teen's chin, practically throwing him off to the side as he started to pace. He stopped and walked back over to the teen.

"Why'd they beat tha fuck outta ya?"

Ichigo froze, he hadn't totally told Raphel that he'd been raped the other day he just mentioned the part about them beating him up.

"I...I don't know..."

The male stroked his goatee then his moustache and walked closer to the teen, to the point where their noses were almost touching.

"Cupcake, I swear to fuckin' god, if you're lying to me I will make sure you revisit your first days here only 10x worse."

Ichigo went from terrified to petrified and started to tremble all over again. He did not want to revisit his first days here, it was hell and to have that intensified would be pure torture.

"I'm not-"

He was cut off when Raphel backhanded him with extreme force, sending him to the ground holding his throbbing cheek/eye. He was about to cry.

"Don't even cry."

Ichigo held back the tears as Raphel inched closer and Ichigo started to falter.

"Answer the question."

Ichigo swallowed still holding his cheek and looked to the side.

"They raped me..."

The teen forced out. The words were shaky just like his breaths. he could hear his heart beating like thunder. He was just waiting for the reaction and was bubbling with anxiety.

"Raped you," Raphel asked crouching down to the teen " I'll show you rape."

The built male took a handful of Ichigo's vibrant hair, the teen putting his hands where his scalp was being pulled mainly on Raphel's fists. Raphel dragged the teen into a room with a bed only and through the teen onto it.

The bed creaked as Ichigo practically bounced across the king sized bed, making height. He sat up rubbing the sore spot on the top of his head as the burning singe surged to the rest of his scalp. He moved to the farthest end of the bed which was connected to the corner.

Raphel yanked off his jacket and his clothing but keeping on his boxers. He walked over to Ichigo and grabbed the teen by his shirt bringing him to the end of the bed raising him up to his eye level before tossing him down again.

Ichigo felt a surge of a slight burning and prickly sensation coarse his body starting from his chest down to his stomach. His brain was steaming and all that fear was bringing tears to his eyes.

There was a sound of ripping fabric that Ichigo knew too well. He felt the tight pants he was wearing get looser and looser until it was no longer there. The same thing occurred with his underwear he went through the liberty of buying.

Raphel pulled the errection he had in his underwear out and opened Ichigo's legs even though the teen resisted the force. As Raphel pushed the head of his cock to the teens entrance Ichigo tensed up.

"S-stop Raphel, I'm sorry...just-"

The teen let out a grunt reacting to the male who gripped his hips and shoved his dick into him, roughly. Raphel started to thrust his hips like a maniac.

"Are ya sure it was rape, huh? Ya sure ya weren't just spreadin' you're legs like a fuckin' whore for other men?"

Ichigo started to cry as the thrusts became too painful. Raphel pulled out and flipped the teen onto his stomach and went back to bucking his hips as strongly, forcibly, and roughly as possible. He pushed the teen's face into the mattress to ensure he would struggle with his breathing.

The teen was throwing a useless tantrum into the fabric of the bed and his pleading with Raphel received a response in abuse to his ass. He was really wishing he'd turn the male in while he had the chance, it would've been better than this hell he was going through.


Grimmjow was in the forensic lab with Ulquiorra who had called him down for whatever reason. He was really annoyed mainly because none of his fucking victims would say anything when they knew they knew more than what they were telling.

But he blamed it on his approach along with their trauma from the event.

"What do you want?"

Grimmjow grumbled making his way over to the table Ulquiorra was sitting at with a hoard of photos.

"You were letting all this evidence pile up, you never looked at the evidence for your case."

Ulquiorra handed him a photo of Ichigo's injuries and Jermey's as well. He pointed out the fact that there were strangle marks on both and actually all three victims.

" Ichigo and Jeremy both had anal fissures, rape kit showed they were penetrated by blunt objects which were also used to beat them. More than likely a pipe. The female had the same thing except in the vaginal area and a different object."

Grimmjow stood there for a while digesting the information then nodded and listened to the next set of information.

"Ichigo has a history of sodomy that may be something to ask him about.."

Ulquiorra handed Grimmjow a folder that looked like a dictionary in size and shape. The bluenette frowned and took the large folder.

"You can read the rest of the evidence analysis

"I am at a dead end."

The emraled eye male just stared at the other blankly before he made his way over to his microscope and began looking through it.

"Why?"

He finally asked not stopping his task he'd taken interest in. Grimmjow dropped the file on a desk nearby making a loud thud eco through the lab.

"The two victims won't say anything useful and continue to lie, there's no fucking DNA, and oh no suspects."

Grimmjow grumbled flailing his arms about while Ulquiorra listened. The raven haired male looked up and made eye contact with the male who looked grumpy as hell.

"And now, you're telling me he was raped before. "

"See if he has a girlfriend someone who'd know his social life, people would probably envy and ridicule someone with his abnormal hair color that could be a motive."

"How would you know?"

Grimmjow scoffed crossing his arms.

" I've hung with out with you."


Ichigo was in tremendous pain it was piercing through his back and traveling to every inch of his body. His recent attack left his body weak and fragile and Raphel fucking him out of rage and pure anger made the teen feel as his body was being ripped to shreds. He was shaken and scared he didn't think of ever being deceitful to Raphel again or bringing up anything about another person forcing themselves upon him only to have it taken as a promiscuous deed.

The teen was tired and sore, crying his eyes out as Raphel put his pants back on still glistening in sweat. Ichigo was clenching his shirt as he tried to breathe normally and stop hyperventilating.

"Don't ever keep shit from me again or lie."

Raphel said putting on his shirt. Ichigo nodded still crying profusely, for some reason he wasn't liking the feeling of the other male not looking at him as the star and being furious with him. He didn't know why he would think such a thing but he did. Maybe corruption; the whole year he'd been there he was trained like a dog he was brainwashed by the sick actions forced upon him.

"Clean your-self up and go back to where ever ya came from. Get back to work when ya healed up."

The male grumbled as he put on his white jacket and went to leave. Ichigo picked up his ripped pants sniffling and seen they were beyond repair. The teen found a pair in the closet that was in the room and slid them on. He didn't give a damn whose they were.

Once the year had passed along with one month Raphel gave him the privilege to go out without being monitored. He was made very clear he was let go being free to do whatever he wanted, but simple allowed a portion of free time, a small and frail social life.


"Fuck you."

Grimmjow shot back at the other uncrossing his arms, moving to lean on a wall behind him. Ulquiorra rolled his eyes and went back to looking through his microscope. Renji came in with a bag in his hand handing it to Ulquiorra.

"This is?"

Ulquiorra asked holding it up in Renji's face.

"Ichigo's cell."

The raven haired male nodded and took it out of the plastic protector. Renji looked towards Grimmjow and handed him some photos.

"Here's the photo of the 2grand, cloths, and the pages in the book we found."

Ulquiorra had disimbled the phone to where their was the phone itself, the battery, and mermory card.

"What was he doing with 2grand?"

The pale male inquired still working.

"We don't know yet. and take a look at his cloths."

Grimmjow said laughing towards the end as he thought about all the ridiculous clothing they found in the teens closet. Ulquiorra studied the picture and then gave them back.

"He has a unique taste...I suppose."

Grimmjow and Renji burst into laughter, being more obnoxious than anything.

"Yeah you think things loaded with glitter and some of the most sluttiest things owned by a boy, is "unique taste"."

Grimmjow scoffed looking at the photos himself one last time before stuffing them in the big ass folder that was now his.

"He may have psychological issue or some mental disease."

Ulquiorra muttered.

With that the two set off to ask which for Grimmjow's case would be more like hound their victim about the things they found in his room. Yes maybe it could be unique, but no one was really gonna take that as an answer. For all the Grimmjow knew the kid was a faggot.


I know its not much to review on but please do they motivate me and make me bubbly inside a good bubbly.

Next Monday w