okay so as an apology i worked fast, and decided to give you all another update... so there is no confusion this chapter happens before and during the last one, so its kinda like what was happening on the other half of the world...yea

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WARNING: THIS IS A YAOI! THERE IS YAOINESS IN THIS CHAPTER I REPEAT THERE IS A LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER MEANING MAN ON MAN ACTION. if you are squeeminsh why the hell are you still reading this story?

there... warning done... yup... done... sooooo i really hope you like this chapter... if there is anything wrong i apologise... i just felt so bad about the horrible updating (as in none) that i have done that i wanted to make it up to you guys... lurv n hugs!


Ichigo was laying in bed at Urahara's shop, staring at the ceiling and thinking about Rikiya. Since he had gone missing they had tried everything to get into Hueco Mundo, but no matter what they tried any gargantua Kisuke opened spat him right back out to where he started at. It was getting frustrating and his worry was mounting, slowly building up and he knew that soon he would start panicking. Fueled by the worry he could feel coming from his hollow half.

Hichigo and himself had reached an agreement of sorts, and in doing so they had managed to create an evolution of themselves. Ichigo now sported white streaks in his hair and some characteristics of his hollow. Enhanced speed, and reflexes in his human body among them, and he no longer needed to exit his body to use any of his powers. He could call Zangetsu to him at any time and his zampaktou would appear, he also had no need of his mask anymore. The other visoreds had tried to duplicate his transformation but came to the conclusion that only Ichigo could complete it because he was the only one of them that was of all three worlds.

He had been worried by the pull he felt on his power shortly after Rikiya had been taken by the hollow and Gin, but found out by conversing with his hollow just before their evolution that they had 'marked' the little one with their reiatsu before they had passed out.

Flashback

"Hichigo!" Ichigo screamed as he appeared in the sideways world that was his sanctuary.

" ma ma King." He heard coming from behind him. Ichigo whipped around to see his hollow appear, separate from Zangetsu as he was prone to do now.

"Did you feel the pull on our reiatsu?" Ichigo demanded, not in the mood to deal with the infuriating hollow that shared his head.

"Sure did King, bu' I woudn't worry 'bout tha'" came the reply, Ichigo raised his eyebrow, scowling. Hichigo sighed and continued, "we marked 'im King. Afore 'e left, somehow we managed ta sen' our reiatsu ta 'im 'n surround 'im like a cloak."

Ichigo was confused. "Well assuming it is possible to do that, why are we only feeling the affects of a pull in random spurts? Wouldn't we feel it all the time?"

"nah, jus' when he is aroun' strong reiatsu, 'cause ours would protect 'im from it. 'm guessin' tha' 'e was near som'one strong 'n' dey were directin' their own reiatsu toward's im. Seems like it's dormant, like 'd is wearin' clothes until somethin' strong is close to 'im. I can sometimes feel 'im an' 'e is neva hurt, jus' scared 'n' sometimes 'e is feelin' safe."

"So all you get are feelings then?" Ichigo questioned.

"yup, 'n' it seems like 'e found 'imself a protetor of sorts ova in Hueco Mundo. But ya, I can feel 'em." Hichigo shrugged.

They fell into silence for a minute then, "so whatever and however we did it, our reiatsu is protecting him?" Ichigo questioned, feeling a little bit lighter.

"seems so." Replied his hollow. Another pensive silence then. "King, I pro'ose a truce, seems like da only way we gonna get this done is toge'er 'n' I want the brat safe." The hollow held out his hand.

Ichigo was floored…. But then thought about what his hollow was saying, he supposed that there was merit in creating a truce, he slowly nodded and held out his hand to his other, hollow, half. The minute their palms touched, there was a searing pain like fire, but in an instant it was gone. Ichigo blinked and looked around but could see his hollow nowhere.

"Hichigo?" he questioned, looking around.

"I'm still 'ere King. Look in da window."

Ichigo looked and started jumping back quickly before leaning forward and looking down again. His hair had white streaks, and he noticed his eyes were inverted. As he watched they faded back to normal.

"looks like we evolved King." Came the hollow voice, but it was no longer coming from the hollow himself, it was echoing around him. "we 'ave a common goal now. Looks like we're sutck wit' each other."

Over the course of a few hours Ichigo and his hollow experimented with their new found oneness. They found that Ichigo no longer needed to mask to call on his powers, and when he used them his eyes changed, became inverted gold on black, and Hichigo could use his shinigami powers to an extent. He could now sonido and shunpo and his powers were combined with his hollows. Basically their strengths combined together and were now completely one entity, instead of two. Though he could still speak to his hollow, they found that they actually had a lot in common once they got over the whole 'want to kill something every time Hichigo used to come out. All in all it was a good change.

END FLASHBACK

When Ichigo had come back to himself, it was to find a frantic Kisuke, trying to wake him up and practically crying. He had pulled Ichigo onto his lap when he sat up and refused to let him go for a good half hour. After which Ichigo had convinced him he was fine with a good round of sex… or two rounds.

They had researched, and Urahara had found a kind of kido that had been used centuries ago that allowed a strong shinigami to, in effect, track a member of their household and protect them by throwing a part of their reiatsu over top of the other party. They concluded that since Ichigo was so strong and his reiatsu so unpredictable that it had reacted to his need to protect Rikiya and had done the ancient kido to somewhat satisfy his need. Though Ichigo would feel better if he had Rikiya with him, he felt a little better that there was at least a part of him protecting the young boy.

Ichigo came out of his thoughts and staring at the ceiling when the door slid open to reveal Kisuke and Yourichi, who had come to the rescue as the battle ended, using shunpo to get Ichigo to the shouten in time to get started on kido healing.

Ichigo sat up on the bed and looked at the two of them as they entered the room and sank down to the floor. He turned so he was facing them and waited, knowing that they had something important to say to him.

"Ichigo," Kisuke started, " Aizen had been quiet for some time now, the sou-taicho and the 13 squads have found out that he wants to make what is known as a King's key. They think that he wants to take over the entirety of the three worlds. To do that he needs an area that is dense and saturated in spiritual energy, the only place in all three worlds that fits the requirements needed to make one is… well Karakura town. And the only way that he will succeed is to destroy this town."

Ichigo stared in shock. "So what does this mean?" he questioned, a little bit nervous at the answer, not wanting his thoughts to be confirmed.

"he is coming here, to Karakura, to destroy it." Came the reply from Yourichi. "we don't know when but we know that he is coming, and it will be soon."

Ichigo could feel the dread begin to fill him up inside, knowing that should Aizen succeed his father, sisters, friends, and anyone else unfortunate enough to live in Karakura would be wiped out for a mad mans insanity.

Kisuke rose to his knees and scooted forward, seeing the pain and dread flitting across his young lovers face and took him into his arms. Yourichi seeing that then needed time to themselves, stood and walked from the room sliding the door closed behind her and hurrying away, needing to talk to the sou-taicho.

Ichigo sat shock still in his lovers arms. Taking the comfort offered, thinking about the impending battle. And there would be a battle make no mistake about that. He wouldn't allow his family, his town, his happiness to be taken by that bastard Aizen. Oh, he knew that the stupid man would somehow find a way to use Rikiya's power to his benefit, but he would make himself into a near-impossible obstacle for the man.

Kisuke, seeing the dark thoughts flitting across his lovers face knew he had to distract him, though he felt bad for needing Ichigo this way at a time like this, though perhaps it was just what they needed. He placed his palm on Ichigo's cheek turning his heat towards him, and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. He was shocked when Ichigo returned his kiss ferociously, demanding more than he was giving and Kisuke relished in answering his need.

Their kiss turned almost feral, tongues dueling, teeth nipping, hands wandering. Clothing was ripped off of bodies, skin on skin contact suddenly more important than air. When they pulled back from the kiss they looked into each others eyes. Pausing for a moment before attacking each others mouths again.

Kisuke broke the kiss nipping down Ichigo's throat. Ichigo groaned at the loving nips, arching into the hands that were fondling his nipples, tweaking them even as that talented mouth and tongue moved lower, latching on to first one nipple, nipping and licking it to a hard nub, while a hand played with the other. Kisuke's hand left ichigo's nipple and moved downward, as his mouth left the other nipple and latched on, his opposite hand coming up to play with the other.

His hand moved downward palming the ever growing erection his young lover now sported. Kisuke's own manhood was hard and jumped in interest as Ichigo arched into the touch, mewling and moaning in need. Ever since the evolution with his hollow his love was more sensitive and wild in bed, the more animalistic qualities he had taken on only served to turn the shopkeeper on more.

He palmed the impressive length as his mouth moved lower, dipping into the depression at his uke's navel before nuzzling the hollow where his thigh met his groin. Ichigo gripped blond locks, straining to get that mouth towards where he wanted it most, a gasping moan left his throat as a sudden wetness and heat surrounded his aching arousal. He never noticed the finger that entered him at the same time. Kisuke gave the length his mouth was wrapped around a hard suck. Even as he pumped the finger he had slid into the tight ring of muscle. He added a second finger as he brought his free hand down to pump the length his mouth couldn't reach.

Long tanned fingers tightened in his hair as his berry half-wailed and shifted his hips, obviously feeling the stretch of the now scissoring fingers. Urahara didn't let up, he relentlessly kept his pace, tonguing the now weeping head of his lover's cock, and digging his tongue into the slit, all the while stretching his lover and adding another finger. He curled his fingers upwards as he took his lover into his mouth as deep as he could and humming. Ichigo arched off the bed and came with a hoarse shout as the vibration and stimulation to the found pleasure button pushed him over the edge. Kisuke spit into his hand and covered his length with his lovers seed.

He grasped still shaking legs and pushed them up, almost bending the orangette in half, and sheathed himself in one solid stroke hitting the berry's prostate dead on. Ichigo cried out as his already sensitive nerves sent a jolt of extreme pleasure through his body. His spent member once again awakening in interest.

Kisuke paused a moment to give him a chance to get used to the intrusion but was unable to keep still for long as the muscles around his cock flexed and squeezed him. He groaned and gave in to the all consuming need to move. He pulled back almost all the way, and plunged forward again, drawing a cry from both of them. He began thrusting into the tight heat slowly, building his speed and force quickly. He watched as Ichigo threw one hand above his head, the other fisting in the fabric beneath his back. Arching into, and meeting every thrust of his lover Ichigo tossed his head back and forth, he could feel his orgasm coming on fast, and just as he was about to reach nirvana Kisuke pulled out of him. Ichigo cried out in protest as his legs were lowered, his cry was cut off as Kisuke grabbed his hips and flipped him over to his hands and knees. His legs almost gave out when the blond once again filled him in one stroke.

Both men cried out as the change in position rubbed in different ways. Kisuke began thrusting again, this time harder and faster as he could feel their release coming quickly. He reached a hand around and grabbed hold of his berry's cock, pumping it in time with this thrusts. Ichigo arched, his body couldn't decide whether to thrust back onto the hard fullness or forward to the hand working his cock. So he just went with it, went with whatever his older lover was doing to him. Kisuke changed his angle slightly and was rewarded with a loud cry as he nailed his lover's prostate, the thrust once, twice, and once more before the exploded into his young love. Ichigo followed seconds after, thick streams of his esscence covering the bed and collapsing with the comforting weight that was his lover pressing in on his back.

Kisuke pulled out of his lover with a groan, rolling over and pulling Ichigo into an embrace. He kissed the orange hair that was plastered to his lovers head. Running a hand through the thick, silky spikes, he nuzzled his lover.

Ichigo sighed, "We will get him back right Kisuke?" was his question.

In a firm, but kind voice came the reply. "Yes, Ichi. Yes we will."

The next two months seemed to fly by. Every waking minute was spent training. They honed their skills to the best of their abilities, sparing with each other, and working out the limits on Ichigo's powers. When the captains and vice-captains of the 13 squads came to the town in preparation for the final battle, they spared with them too. Ichigo was driven in a way that none had seen before, they had shown surprise and wariness at his newfound power and evolution but grew to accept it. They didn't know, however, what was driving the young man, and it was confusing them. Kisuke knew… Rikiya had touched something in Ichigo that none other had touched; he had been the catalyst for the new found peace that existed within his berry. He knew Ichigo would stop at nothing to get the young boy back, and protect him.

Ichigo was preparing for war.