Disclaimer: Bleach is Tite Kubo's work, not mine.

Chapter 9: Bravery is to Fear

I woke up and my body twitched with several spasms that made it hard for me to move. Even a small twitch of a finger would make me feel like I went through years of endless hard workout.

But what hurt the most was my hip area and I didn't know why. Another weird thing was that I wasn't wearing anything and the only thing that kept me from being exposed was the thin blanket that felt too cold but it served as my only protection from the even worse chill of the room.

Byakuro wasn't anywhere in any place that I could see, and I wondered where he went off to.

Now that the jet black sun was up high again which I could see from the window I must have slept the whole time. "Ugh... what is this..." Something sticky dripped down my inner thighs.

Though it would hurt I moved my hand down to between my thighs and scooped out a fair amount. It felt like slime, and it was cream white. My whole insides felt weird as well, as well my private part aching.

Oh no... it couldn't be...

The pain got ten times more agonizing when I sat up but seeing my discarded and torn clothes on the floor confirmed my suspicions. I got raped, and I don't even remember but the fact that this weird thing on my thighs and my clothes are enough proof.

Now I remember, when I was in the hotel and taking a few drinks, I suddenly felt dizzy in a while and fainted. My head hurt a lot at that time, and it still does now.

Damn him... but why would he do such a thing? What did I do to make him want to do that? But then, when I remembered him kissing me to 'teach' me how it feels, I guess he lusted for me. And that meant he has more bad intentions than this.

Why the hell did I have to be so naive? It's obvious that he was just playing nice to get close enough to me and then do this to me. I'm not sure if he just did it once or many times, but I was so deep asleep in my head that I lost track of time and the date.

I was worried now that the people in my world are wondering where I am, but now there's something more important to do.

I had to get back. I had to go back to my world. Since this is merely the counterpart of my world, there should be the same store which had the mirror that absorbed me. So I ran out the hotel but remained inconspicuous to the others. I'm obviously not in the mood for trouble.

All what I want is just to return and forget this ever happened, though it sounded ridiculous that I would be able to expel the thought of being raped by a man who I thought I could trust in this godforsaken place. Just fuck it all! I don't want to spend another second here.

Oh, Ichigo. I knew how exactly he would react once he would wake up. The man's like an open book that it made things easier for me. Fucking him every day, and everytime I had the chance was great.

But it would be much better if I did it to him while he's conscious. And I was glad that in his sex-crazed high, he mumbled about coming to the reverse through a mirror in some shop.

Naciente Mystil.

Weird name, but I never heard of it so I had to repeat my path a few times until I finally saw the shop. It tired my legs and my head but it was worth it. I picked a rusty hammer that was lying beside a trash bin.

It lost its luster, but at least it was tough enough to break a few things. Everything was covered in dust and webs but I have been in worse places.

Nothing seemed to be like a mirror and all what I saw and touched so far were nothing but dusty junk that broke just by one tap of my finger.

Maybe the place was at its prime in Ichigo's world, but it wasn't what mattered. I had to finish one task that I just thought of. I almost missed the door, but the brass knob wasn't at least smothered in grey shit.

I entered the room that looked just as run-down and shabby as the main room. Something shone and it hurt my eyes, but when I touched it it almost sucked me in.

So this was the portal.

It would be interesting to go in there and see what it's like in his world, but now... I just smashed the mirror and the light was gone. A large cracked appeared on the silver screen, making a messed up reflection of me.

He wouldn't get back anymore, he would never be able to run away from me. My face, though distorted, I knew I was chuckling. Of course I would.

= To be continued =

A/N: And soon things will go twisted. Thanks once again for reviewing and liking the story. And to Hollow-Ichigo-Ichigo and DivineImmortality, thanks for the motivating reviews of the last chapter.