I DON'T OWN BLEACH
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Burn
Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. ~Pythagoras
Chapter 10; "...a thread so thin, but brilliant crimson..."
Bloodlines... they are everything in Itachi's world. Clans, copy wheels and the sacrifices that are made to gain power. It feels like a foreign world to him now. Opening his eyes in the shower he stares at Ichigo washing in front of him. The thin trail of blood down her leg a thread so thin, but brilliant crimson is a tangible reminder of what they shared. "You are still bleeding. Does it hurt? "
"Not at all." Ichigo says rather quickly, her hands pausing as she rinses her hair of conditioner. "I enjoyed being with you." she adds unsure if her voice is loud enough for him to hear. "I... love you, Itachi."
Reaching out, his hand wraps around her right shoulder gently tugging her backwards against his chest. "Thank you, Ichigo." he says, softly sliding his hands up into her long wet hair. Bending down his head lowers through the stream of water before his lips touch her ear. "You are my proof."
She understands what he is telling her and she won't disappoint him. That would be a betrayal of the trust he is placing in her. "I 'm the only one to love him."
Itachi slips his eyes closed, pressing his lips to her ear. "Humanity is beautiful wrapped in her shape."
"I need to tell you something." Ichigo bites at her lower lip as he begins to nibble a slow path down to her shoulder.
"Yes, you do." he replies sipping at water draining down her peach colored skin.
"The shinigami know about you, and they are ordering me to konso you at dawn. And then they are coming to seal my powers permanently. I don't want to do it!" Whirling around she sets her head on his chest. "I don't care about me, but I'm really scared. I didn't want to seem weak!"
"No, you are strong." Moving his palms back to her cheeks he angles her head up to see her large amber eyes.
"I don't know how to fix this." she says watching his eyes suddenly shift into crimson. "I... don't want to fight them, and running isn't a practical option. They would find us quic-"
"We will not run."
"I don't want you to fight!" she gasps grabbing at his shoulders. "But... I can't send you to Soul Society... you would forget me. I don't want to be forgotten by Itachi! I can't lose you. It's impossible to me now!"
Itachi leans down kissing her moist lips. Ichigo is so warm in his arms and those words she just spoke could be his own. He can't afford to lose her either. Pressing his lip harder against her soft mouth, his tongue slides between them.
Their tongues meet and she shivers at the shockingly smooth contact and caress. The water sweetens the kiss and her cinnamon vanilla scent stirs his need in leaps and bounds. His fingers stroke gently down Ichigo's wet cheek and over her jaw down the side of her neck.
A strong warm hand makes its way down Ichigo's lean back, lovingly stroking her soft tan skin over her curved hips and coming to rest on her bottom. Responding to him her lips move against his, her right leg curling around his waist. Ichigo's fingers tighten at his shoulders, his embrace calming the fears she finally shared. "Oh!" she gasps being lifted up and pressed to the shower wall. In an instant he has turned her fears into pleasure. With a moan she arches her back and wraps her other leg around his waist. "Itachi..."
"Let me protect what we have found here." he whispers, sliding his mouth between her breasts to drink the water from her drenched skin.
She arches into his hard body as hot lips blaze over the tanned globes, leaving no doubts as to their goal. Small goosebumps litter her skin despite the warm water and her nipples start hardening in expectation.
Itachi licks at the curve of her right breast, pausing long enough to admire their beauty, softly nipping here and there, while his hips softly rock against her core.
Ichigo threads one hand into long wet raven hair. She tries to tug his head in the direction of one perked pink nipple but Itachi won't budge. His smooth lips continue moving down her chest, sucking and slurping the water from her body.
Smiling against her right breast he slides into her body. In one smooth thrust he is there, taking her again. His hips rock up into her filling her completely. Only then does he claim her nipple in his mouth, nibbling at her breast as he moves into her.
"Ah!" She gasps loud, her voice echoing in the small shower, her head lifting up as his weight presses her back to the pale pink tile.
Once again he kisses her hard and with everything he has, stealing her breath along with her words. His cock moves with purpose inside her wet passage, fully intending to wash all the worry from her mind and force her thoughts on this moment. Their lips bump roughly, Itachi's thrusts lifting her body in a steady pace. The water spraying wildly and long since running cold does nothing to deter his desire. He feels it then, her reiatsu fighting against him. Satisfied he holds her thighs tighter, she will understand... Itachi is not a weak man.
Wild and untamed her voice lilts high, the pressure inside her body responding to the force of his cock by curling tighter and tighter around him. Mumbling for more she starts to come.
Itachi feels her inner walls grip at his cock and his teeth clamp in determination as he tilts his hips a bit more yet, so he brushes against her sweet spot with every single thrust. The head of his cock is reaching so deep inside Ichigo's body, he knows her next climax is rising inside her like a tidal wave. Once more he bends to take her dark pink hard nipple into his mouth, sucking hard on it and biting softly. Itachi snaps hips against her, grinding into her slippery heat. He is almost there.
"Aaahh!" Ichigo trembles uncontrollably now as the pleasure assaulting her body threatens to overwhelm her. "Itachi, please!" Totally at his mercy she shutters in a lasting climax. With only his strength keeping her in place, her eyes pop open, her lips about to say something when she sees nothing but crimson. These eyes are different this time darker, primal. Opening her mouth to speak she is silenced with a firm grip on her chin.
"From now, always look to me." He tells her and when she dosen't dare look away he swells releasing deep inside her. "I will protect you." Ichigo's head leans on his shoulder and she goes limp in his arms. "That's right... you don't need to worry." Itachi lifts her from the bathroom wall and takes her arcoss the hall into her bedroom. The shower washing away a tiny thread of blood down the drain.
Laying her on the bed he covers her quickly, his hand lingering for a moment on her shoulder on the mark he shaped in the image of his own Sharingan. "I told you... I'm territorial, Ichigo." Rubbing the spot with the back of his hand his eyes lift up to peer through the small part in the curtains. The sun is peaking through casting a thin golden line down his face.
Turning around he dresses fast and soon as he slips out the front door Urahara appears with a long blade in his hand.
"Kurosaki-san?" Kisuke tosses Itachi the long black black enclosed in a dark blue sheathe.
"It is done, but in my own way. She will sleep for quite awhile." he tells the blonde shop owner sliding the blade behind his back and through the small loop near his belt.
"How much reiatsu did she lose? It is important that her physical body-" Kisuke's flips his fan in front of his face. "What do you mean in your own way?" he asks as Itachi's lips curl up into a smile. "I-Itachi-san?"
"You said make her tired enough to burn reiatsu through her human body. I did that."
"You..." Urahara's fan falls to the ground. "I should go check-" A hand grabs his wrist and red eyes come into view.
"Do not. She is fine." Lifting his head toward the sky his dark hair floats up in a breeze. "The chakra under the town... it's at rest, because she is."
"Right." Kisuke lifts up his cane and points it at Itachi. "Are you sure about this?"
"It is no different than placing a jutsu into someones eye."
"Let's begin." Urahara awakens Benihime and places the blade deep into the ground. "Like this?" He holds his fingers together copying the jutsu Itachi is showing him.
"Correct."
Hey all. Ok, here is the next chapter of Burn. I do hope you take a moment to review. I want to thank all the new interest in the story, but please take just a moment to drop me a review. It really encourages me. I love you all Fuzzi