Author's Note: I'm making this chapter extra Hichi filled because I just saw the completed version of what Ru got me for my birthday and I love it! It's a beautiful drawing of Gin… with me! Muwhahahaha! Fox-man is mine, bitches! XD. See you at the end of the chapter! Oh, and I apologize to the reviewers that were assaulted by Ru. You know what I'm talking about and if you don't remember, look at your last review.
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Bleach'
Gotta see mo' blood. Gotta corrupt innocence. Gotta get outta here. Gotta-
"Will you shut up? I'm trying to do my job."
Ichigo glared at the nearby mirror, as if trying to send a message to it. He looked back down at the stacks of paper, enjoying the silence and hoping it would last. The silence was broken when it began to laugh while putting dangerous images into Ichigo's mind. Images of Rukia, laying on a bed with only a white blanket covering her nude and curvy body. Her face was flushed, her hand moving rapidly under the sheets as she moaned and withered. Ichigo felt himself harden and growled as it began to cackle loudly at Ichigo's misfortunate.
"Don't make me get the pills." Ichigo growled.
Try it. I dare ya. I know ya'll be crawlin' back ta meh in no time. Beggin' fer my help. So, make ya choice, King.
Ichigo sighed in defeat. He did owe a lot of his achievement so far on it, but he was just too proud to admit it to the ghastly voice. Instead, Ichigo only blocked out the voice as it continued to snicker in victory. Ichigo began to get lost in his work, boring it and making it look through the memories.
King, ya such a pansy. I should be the one in control. Ya too weak.
Ichigo was about to respond to its taunts, but stopped when the door was opened. Szayel walked in, wearing his lab coat and removing the face mask to reveal his mischievous smile. Ichigo saw the blood on his coat, smiling back at the memory of Miyu's death. Ichigo looked back to the man and leaned back in his chair.
"Did you finish, Szayel?" Ichigo asked.
"Yes, the body is well preserved and ready for your use. Why are you saving her body? I say we dump her in a lake." Szayel hummed.
King, ya thinkin' what I'm thinkin', right? I've been tryin' ta figure out why ya wanted ta keep Miyu's body 'nd I just got an idea. Ya plannin' on plantin' it on someone.
Ichigo only smiled to its reasoning before chuckling. Szayel had a confused look on his face, but remained quiet as Ichigo stood up and walked to the nearby window. His eyes scanned the three house around him, watching as Renji stepped out of his car and walked toward the main house of the Kuchiki estate.
"I can't tell you my reasons yet. Just know that you will find out soon enough." With that said, Ichigo waved off the pink-haired man. Once the door was closed, Ichigo heard it snicker in excitement.
Who ya gonna do it ta? Is it Bya-Bya? That ass wouldn' last one day in jail! He'd become someone's bitch the minute he shows up!
"I'm not telling you, but I should reward you for getting me this far."
Ichigo smirked when he felt it become completely serious. He could see its staring back at him in the reflection in the mirror, they seemed to be glowing in excitement. The reflection seemingly smiled widely at him, the grin traitorous and sadistic.
Now ya talkin'. Wha'cha got planned? I'm all ears.
"Grimmjow has the week off and I need someone to pay Ishida… a little visit. I don't want him dead, but do enjoy yourself." Ichigo said.
… Ya want meh ta go over there 'nd beat the shit outta the nerd. Why?
"Szayel has been feeding them false hope of having a child. Yesterday, I told them to tell the couple that Inoue-san was pregnant. Imagine how much she will break when her husband and father-in-law disappear? Grimmjow already has the old man. I just need you to get Ishida. Can you do it, or not?"
Che, ya askin' as if I neva' killed 'fore. Of course I can do it, but I won't promise Ishida will be in one piece.
"That doesn't matter. As long as he is alive. Bring him to the basement when you take him and have your fun there. I've ordered Gin to keep an eye on you. I will be taking control again the moment the sun rises again. Do we have a deal?"
Fine. Hehehe, can't wait ta feel some blood! Gimme it, King. Give me ya body!
The once hazel eyes turned a bright golden. The scowl on his face now a twisted grin. It looked up and down the body he shared with Ichigo. Snickering before turning around to the door. It walked down the stairs, a skip in his walk from his excitement. Its smile may have belonged to something vile, but it could also fit on a young child on Christmas Day. The maids and butlers all moved away from it as it stepped out of the house and walked down toward the Ishida home.
"Yo!"
It turned when it heard the familiar voice of Grimmjow. The green-haired man stomped toward him, holding a black bag. Grimmjow stopped a few feet away, his eyes narrowing at the golden ones staring back at him.
"You ain't Ichigo. You're the fucked up thing inside of him." Grimmjow said, recognizing the strange eye color and odd facial expression.
"'Nd? Ya gotta a problem wit' that, Grimmy?" It said, snickering when Grimmjow glared heatedly at him. With a quick jerk, Grimmjow tossed the black bag to its direction. It caught it with no trouble, his eyebrow quirked as he opened up the bag.
"It's a mask, dipshit. Ichigo told me he'd have you do something and told me to wait here for you. Go, my boys are keepin' an eye out. Make it quick." Grimmjow said, turning to walk away. He twisted to face it when he felt something hitting his head, the black bag on the floor.
"I ain't gonna need it. My fun begins in the basement. Just make sure Inoue stays outta my way." It said, walking away while Grimmjow cursed it under his breath.
It stepped onto the front porch of the Ishida home. The smallest compared to all the others. While placing the most natural face Ichigo made, which is usually just a scowl or smile, it chuckled when he heard shouting coming from the home.
"I said I have it!"
The door swung open, revealing a tired and irritated Ishida. There were bags under his eyes, making him appear older than he truly was. His dark blue eyes narrowed at it before he stood up straight and crossed his arms.
"Kurosaki, what brings you here?" Ishida asked, lifting up his slipping glasses.
"I just came by ta visit you. Thought I'd just see how ya were." It said, trying to mask its natural accent. Ishida quirked an eyebrow before stepping out of the home and leaning against the door.
"The moment I heard that my wife was pregnant, I discover that my Otosan has been missing for three days. How do you think I feel, Kurosaki." Uryuu said, crossing his arms. It placed look of false sympathy before patting the shorter man on the back.
"Ya know, it looks like you nee some time ta talk it out. Come by my home. I promise ta let ya do all the talking. I want ta help you in ya time of need." It said, smirking when Uryuu sighed and nodded his head.
"My wife is at Hitsugaya-san's home speaking to Rangiku-san. I have some time to spare." Uryuu said, following it as they walked toward the home.
Grimmjow watched in disbelief as it walked calmly back into the home with Uryuu following after him. He grinned, smoke spilling from his lips and nose as he watched it open the door for the skinny man and stepped inside.
"Grim, can we steal some stuff from the skinny bastard's home? He's gonna die anyway." Nnoitra, a tall and lanky man with a toothy smile, asked.
"No. Can't make it look suspicious. Tell everyone to go back home. Tell Ulquiorra that I'm gonna need him to call me later. I need him to do something for me.." Grimmjow said, his tone and face completely serious as he stared at the large home.
Uryuu sat down at the large dinner table, a cup of coffee warming his unusual cold hands. It watched on, completely bored as Uryuu spoke of his uncertainties. Finally, deciding that he had waited long enough, it stood up and placed a hand on Uryuu's shoulder.
"Ya miss your father, don't you?" It whispered, grinning when he saw Uryuu nod once.
The hand on Uryuu's shoulder tightened, signaling for him to stand to his feet. The dark-haired man watched as it walked toward the basement door, narrowing his gaze when the door was opened. It turned back to face him, grinning and leaning against the door frame. Uryuu's eyes widened when he heard a faint cry for help coming from the dark basement. He rushed down, pushing it aside and running down the stairs. It only cackled before slamming the door shut behind him and locking it.
"Otosan!"
"Uryuu?"
Uryuu's eyes were filled with a combination of fear and rage. His father sat, bound to a chair, and covered in injuries. Ryuken was able to only open one eye, smiling weakly at his son. Uryuu ran toward him, trying to remove the bounds of his body quickly.
"You came to save me." Ryuken spoke weakly.
"Naw, he's here ta stay fer a bit."
Both men stared at the 'man' standing at the foot of the stairs. A wicked grin was on his face, his tongue slowly slipping from his lips and licking his bottom lip in excitement. He stepped forward, forgetting to act as the man they all knew him as. Ichimaru Gin stepped out of the shadows of the basement, humming as he licked away some blood from his dagger.
"Why are you doing this?" Uryuu shouted, standing so he blocked its view. It only laughed, its chilling and crazed laugh echoing off the walls.
"Why? Well, ya know damn well why. King's daddy died 'cause of ya family's mistakes. Now King wants meh ta play a li'l game wit' ya!"
Listen to me; I want you to have fun, but I want you to end one of their lives. Kill only one of them.
It tapped his chin when he heard King's voice echo in his head. It smirked, knowing that King still had some power, but not enough to control him. His golden colored eyes looked at the father and son, grinning at both of them before stepping forward.
"Uryuu, wanna play a game? I like playin' games!" It laughed, grabbing Uryuu by his collar and pulling him closer to his body. It quickly tossed the skinner man to the side before stepping down on Uryuu's back, trying to crush the smaller man beneath his feet.
"Ay, fox-face, ya got anotha one of those blades on ya?" It asked, looking over his shoulder. Gin hummed before nodding and disappearing once again into the shadows.
"Boss man wanted meh ta give you this one if ya asked fer a blade. Says you'll like this one a lot."
It easily caught the blade once Gin appeared from the shadows. With its free hand, it unsheathed the blade and cackled at the blade. It was all black, the hilt a mixture of red and a swastika-like hilt. It could see its golden eyes staring back at him before looking down at the struggling man. Grabbing a fist-full of black hair, it shoved the blade deep into Uryuu's shoulder. A scream mixed with a cackle before another cut was delivered beneath the ribs of the younger man.
It swung his head back in pure joy and satisfaction after delivering a shallow cut onto Uryuu's body. Blood dripped down its face, drenching and tainting the white suit Ichigo had been wearing when he allowed it to take full control. Ryuken was forced to watch one, a blade to his neck by Gin while Uryuu was laying on the floor.
The black blade dripped blood slowly onto its hand. Raising it to its mouth, he took his time slowly licking away the metallic tasting liquid. It licked its bottom lip, inching his face closer to the bloody face of Uryuu.
"Ya gonna pay fer the sins ya father made. But don't think he's gonna get off so lucky. He's gonna pay wit' a bigger price." It cooed, laughing when Uryuu moaned from the blade digging into his palm.
It took a few feet away from the father and son, examining both before placing the black blade against the wall. It looked over at Gin, extending his hand after pointing to the gun on Gin's hips. Obediently, Gin gave it the gun before standing back-to-back with it. It looked at the black gun, his finger curling around the trigger before pointing it toward their direction.
"Only one of ya can live. Who wants ya die?" It said, his free hand running through his orange hair. Father and son stared at each other before Ryuken looked back at it.
"Those are my sins. I should pay for them with my life." Ryuken said, making Uryuu struggle weakly against his restraints.
"Fine wit' meh."
"No!"
BANG!
Ryuken's eyes rolled behind his head. Blood slowly began to slip from the wound in-between his eyes. His body went limp, his head falling back and causing the chair to crash to the ground. Uryuu tried to hold back the tears brimming in his eyes and turned away from his father's now lifeless body. It only smirked before giving the gun back to Gin and staring at the sobbing man.
"He was going to be a grandfather." Uryuu sobbed.
It scoffed loudly before making his way back to the sobbing man. It grabbed Uryuu's hair and pulled his head back. Inching its face closer until it could whisper into Uryuu's ear, it grinned before saying;
"No he wasn't. Ya wifey ain't pregnant. The bitch is sterile."
It watched with satisfaction as Uryuu looked up at him in shock. It only pushed the chair back until it fell to the ground, landing in a pool of Ryuken's blood. Stepping until it loomed over the bloody man, it cracked its knuckles before kneeling down.
"We got 'til sunup ta keep playin'. That's a good five hours. Ya ready ta play some mo'?"
It stared at the body of Ryuken, smoking a ciagreet with Gin and taking a break from torturing the young Ishida. Uryuu laid passed out in a mixture of his blood and the blood of his father. Gin looked down at his watch, looking over at it before getting to his feet.
"Boss man is gonna be takin' control soon." Gin said.
It only remained silent, picking at the dry blood on his arm. Golden eyes stared at Gin, making him chuckle at the agitated look on its face. It got to its feet, pulling out his cellphone and walking up the stairs.
"Hello?"
"Rukia-chan, we need to have a word."
What are you doing? Hang up now.
It only smirked as he copied Ichigo's voice and convinced the young Abarai to come and visit him. Once it hung up, it could hear and feel Ichigo rage as he began to rant at him.
Stop this now! Don't ruin this for me!
"I'm doin' ya a favor, King. Ya've been achin' ta get inside Queen. I'm just gonna speed up the processes."
It bathed quickly, feeling a bit of lose as the blood was washed away from its body. It then began to dress in an all black suit, looking out toward the door when it heard the doorbell ring.
"King, ya ready ta play anotha' game?"
You think I'm going to allow this. Don't let your lust get in the way. We will get Rukia-chan, you have to be patient.
"I've been patient enough. I wanna corrupt our Queen."
It walked down the stairs, cussing when he felt the body become heavy and harder to control. A hand covered its left eye and it looked at the reflection in a portrait to see one hazel eye.
"Don't ruin this fer meh! I gotta do this! I gotta-"
You're done having your fun. It's time I take back my body.
Rukia stood outside the door, yawning as the sun began to rise over the cal-de-sac. She was tired, but never one to stand up one of the main men in her life. She jumped slightly when she heard a bang coming from the door before it was practically ripped opened. Her midnight-blue eyes stared up at the hazel eyes of Ichigo. He smiled down at her before rubbing his arm and making way for her to step inside.
"Tripped and hit the door. I'm sorry for calling you in this late. I just need you to-"
I'll get even wit' ya, King! This ain't over! I'll be there when ya make Queen ours! Her blood is mine! Ya hear meh? Mine! HAHAHAHAHA!
Ichigo could only try to muffle its protest as he continued speaking to the slightly confused yet happy Rukia.
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
What creates my own madness
And I'm addicted to your punishment
And you're the master
And I am waiting for disaster
I'm feeling irrational, so confrontational
To tell the truth again
I'm getting away with murder
And is it impossible to never tell the truth?
But reality is I'm getting away with murder.
~Getting Away With Murder by Papa Roach~
Hoped you all enjoyed this Hichi filled chapter! More insanity will come next week. Until then, review or just enjoy the madness I create.
Oh, and here you go, Ru! *pulls out a naked Hichigo wrapped in a red bow*
Hichi: Wha'cha doin'? Lemme out so I can kill ya!
DLB: No, I'd rather live my life. So, here's a little present from me to you. Enjoy your naked Hichi, Ru!
