Treason

Yes, I know; I'm bad! Really late update, bad me, bad me! I was at lost for inspiration, but your reviews kept my spirit up and tadaa! a new chapter for you guys.

Chapter ten's vote:

Woot! Kariya is dead! Go Ichigo! -Uhum... pardon me.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach.

Warning: Character-death and Renji/Ichigo

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Ichigo had woken up early the next morning. He sighed in annoyance; he didn't know Renji was one of those guys that snored after sex. God, he was loud.

He glanced at his clock, a quarter past five am. He sighed, typical; he didn't have school today and now he was wide-awake way too early and when he did have school, he would wake up too late.

He glanced up at Renji's face, soft breathing swaying his hair as he did that. A small smile crept on his face as he watched the calm features on the other's relaxed face. Last night had been special; it had been his first time and god; how Renji had looked at him; he felt so special right now, like there was nothing in the world for Renji, except for Ichigo.

'You're mine…'

Ichigo's heart skipped a beat as he thought back to when Renji had said that. The want, the possessiveness and the need that shone in Renji's eyes when he said that made his skin crawl.

He snuggled closer in Renji's neck, feeling the soft vibrations of Renji's snoring on his cheek. The other subconsciously pulled Ichigo deeper into their warm embrace, their naked bodies, firmly pressed against each other.

"Ichigo…" Renji softly mumbled suddenly. "-Are ya awake?"

"Hmmm… yeah, how could I possibly sleep with your snoring?" Ichigo dryly said.

Renji chuckled; Ichigo could feel the vibrations on his cheek again when he did that.

"Well sorry, it's just that I'm a deep sleeper after great sex." Renji gave a smug smile, leaning down to steal a short kiss on those soft lips.

"Hmmf… then I guess we won't be having sex again if I don't want to suffer a serious case of insomnia." Ichigo slyly grinned.

"Aww, but ya looked so ravishing, I wanna see you like that again. And I'm sure with the eager virgin that you are-" Renji was being interrupted by Ichigo. "-Were…" Ichigo corrected him with a grin. "-Were, I'm sure ya can't resist the oh-so-sexy me after a while and end up pouncin' me like a lovesick puppy."

"Oh? Wanna bet that I do can resist the oh-so-sexy you?" Ichigo lifted himself up with his elbows, breaking their embrace to glance down at Renji with a defiant look.

Renji thought for a while. "I don't think I really want to bet you on that, what if you hold on and we don't have sex for over a month!" A look of horror spread over Renji's face.

"Why do you even think we're gonna have more sex? It was just –uhhh… a spur of the moment-thing."

Renji grabbed Ichigo's elbows, pulling them from under Ichigo's body-weight so that Ichigo dropped back in the pillows. Renji quickly moved on top of the other, his face only inches away from Ichigo's.

"Cause I feel there's something more goin' on between the two of us, this relationship really could work out well, Ichi-chan." Renji purred, his lips brushing over Ichigo's.

Ichigo raised one eyebrow. "Relationship…? You're really thinking too much about this."

"Maybe I do, but who cares." Renji closed the space between their lips to steal a short sweet kiss.

Ichigo broke the kiss. "Whatever, I'm gonna take a shower, I'm all sticky from last night."

"Mind if I join you?" An eager glint began to form in Renji's eyes.

"Actually I do, don't wanna end up all horny again." Ichigo shoved Renji off of him. "I'll leave some hot water for you."

The glint immediately disappeared and was replaced with disappointment. "Che, fine."

Ichigo lifted himself up, dangling his legs at the side of his bed. He winced when he felt the sore spot between his legs. "Damn…" He grumbled. He shot his face back to Renji when he heard snickering from that direction, sending a fierce glare to shut him up.

He stood up and slightly limped to the bathroom, cursing under his breath when he winced again. Renji really could be a pain in the ass, both literally and figuratively.

He slammed the bathroom's door shut when he heard the restrained laughter from Renji, locking it; you never know.

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They sat together at the kitchen table, silently eating their breakfast, enjoying each other's company. Ichigo had made some scrambled eggs with toast.

Renji looked around the room, noticing the scratches on the wooden kitchen-floor, they looked like their were done with nails. His mood darkened, was it from one of Ichigo's sisters? He hadn't dared to ask Ichigo about the murders, afraid Ichigo might get too emotional, but if he wanted to help Ichigo to find who the killer is, then Ichigo had to tell him a bit more. He looked around a bit more; actually, the whole house was full of awful memories for Ichigo, the bleak blood-spatters on the walls, destroyed furniture. The problem was; Ichigo just didn't seem like he wanted to depart from them.

"Ichigo…" Renji broke the silence, his fork playing with the food on his plate.

Ichigo glanced from over his breakfast at Renji to give him a questioning gaze. "Nnnh…?"

Better not start with the question how his family got killed. Renji thought. "You don't really believe the shinigami did it, right…?"

Ichigo stopped chewing on his food and swallowed it in one go, avoiding eye contact with Renji. He calmly placed his fork and knife next to his plate and stood up, ready to leave.

Renji stood up too and grabbed Ichigo's arm in a tight grip. "Ichigo, you can't stop avoiding this question. Do you, or do you not?" He growled, his impatience getting the better of him.

"Let go of me, Renji."

"I will, if you answer this simple question. Do you or do you not?" Renji's grip on Ichigo's arm tightened.

"I don't know, okay. A part of me does believe they did it and the other part doesn't believe it, or just doesn't want to believe it." Ichigo paused, his fingers clenching the soft material of his pants. "But why would Karin tell me their names anyway if they weren't the killers…?" Ichigo questioned more to himself than to Renji.

"Did you ever thought about that maybe Karin wanted to say more than just 'shinigami' before she took her last breath. Or maybe she thought the killers were shinigami, it could have been the arrancar… you know that arrancar have a lot of similarities with the shinigami…"

Ichigo was silent for a while, thinking over what Renji had said.

"You… might be right… But still, I can't just ignore what my sister had said, Renji. What if it really were the shinigami?" Ichigo's voice sounded desperate.

Renji was surprised by Ichigo's calm reaction; he had expected Ichigo to go in a rampage again. He loosened his grip on Ichigo's arm; a look of sympathy crossed his face. "We just have to look over the evidence, Ichigo. Maybe you could tell me a bit more about how you… found your family…?" Renji carefully asked. To his surprise; Ichigo slowly nodded. Ichigo really seemed to trust him.

Ichigo told Renji precisely how he had found his family, every detail he could remember. All the while calmly talking, his emotions not getting the better of him.

Renji nodded when Ichigo stopped talking, thinking about possibilities. "So you didn't see their souls?"

Ichigo nodded. "Not even when Karin died, it looked like her soul had vanished."

Renji nodded in thought. "Just as I thought, this ain't even possible for a shinigami, a shinigami can't kill a human unnoticed by Soul Society."

"Huh…?" Ichigo gave Renji a questioning gaze.

"When a shinigami performs a soul-burial, the information about that soul will immediately go to Soul Society's database, together with who did the soul-burial; that would probably be a shinigami." Renji paused, looking at Ichigo if he understood. Ichigo nodded, asking Renji to continue. "It's very rare for a shinigami to kill humans, we are not even allowed to injure or even have contact with the living, but it's also rare to have contact with the living, since most of them can't see us; you're a special case." Ichigo grinned at that. "But here it comes; IF a shinigami would kill a human-soul; the human would immediately die or become a shinigami himself, that's what happened to you when Rukia pierced you with her zanpaktou, both didn't happen to your family and Karin was still alive when you found her. AND I can search in Soul Society's database with my cell phone, so I can look up all the information about your family. How they died, who did the soul-burial; everything." Renji explained.

"You can do that with your cell phone!?" Ichigo asked amazed. "That's pretty neat."

Renji smirked. "I'll try if I can look up your family's data." He grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket, dialled some numbers and looked at the screen of his cell phone. This could be it.

Renji paused, reading it over and sighed. "Sorry Ichigo, I haven't found your killer… There's no data about your sisters and father, they haven't gotten a soul-burial."

"There isn't…? Does that mean the shinigami didn't do it? Ichigo asked, relief and disappointment shone in his eyes. Relief; cause the shinigami didn't do it, disappointment; cause he hadn't found the killer of his family and still didn't know what had happened with his family. "But who…"

"Sorry Ichigo, the only thing I can come up with are the arrancar… Why would they send that arrancar, Ulquoirra anyway? I don't trust it. Aizen would never send one of his subordinates, just to remind you who the killer is of your family. He probably wanted you to hate the shinigami, so you would join his side."

There seemed to be some logic in what Renji was telling him and the arrancar did look like shinigami in a strange way.

"But why would he make such an effort, just so I will join his side, it doesn't make any sense…"

"There's some sense in it. You have amazing powers, Ichigo. He probably feels you're gonna be a threat to him if you stay on Soul Society's side. Hell! You might be the only one who could beat the bastard!"

"Ugh… this is all so confusing." Ichigo grunted, massaging his temples with his fingers as he felt a headache coming up. "So many possibilities, and still not certain who did it…"

"Ya know, Ichigo. Maybe Urahara can help you, he knows quite a bit." Renji suggested, looking Ichigo at Ichigo.

Ichigo snorted. "Che… the last time he didn't come up with anythin' useful."

"Maybe he wanted to talk more in private, since this is kinda a personal subject, right?"

"You're right, there's no harm dropping by the bastard." Ichigo's face brightened.

Ichigo walked away to get his shoes but changed his mind, turning around to give Renji a quick peck on the lips. "Thanks Renji, I owe you."

"I know." Renji smirked. "You can make it even tonight."

Ichigo scowled. "Pervert."

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Renji and Ichigo stood in front of the Urahara-shouten; it looked deserted, as always.

They opened the door of the shop, searching for any sines of life. They weren't even welcomed by Tessai; strange. They walked further again.

They could hear some people talking in the room next to the shop; one of them sounded like Urahara and could that be Hitsugaya Taichou's voice?

"What's goin' on in there?" Renji questioned the thought they both were thinking.

"I don't know, but let's check it out!"

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Crappy ending, but who cares! I FINALLY updated! Yay!

But I wanna ask you guys something; which (Soul Society) Bleach-character do you really want in the Hitsugaya-team. Of course you can't choose Hitsugaya anymore and Rukia will be in the team too. So have fun choosing one and I'll see if I like that person and put him/her in the team, okay? Okay!

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