I DON'T OWN BLEACH

The invariable mark of a dream is to see it come true. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Burn

"Oh don't talk of love" the shadows purr
Murmuring me away from you
"Don't talk of worlds that never were
The end is all that's ever true
There's nothing you can ever say
Nothing you can ever do... "

Chapter 13; The Manji Sharingan

The brown walls of stone fade to black as the darkness bleeds down from the top of the cave enveloping her in black. Ichigo instinctively lifts her hands up searching for something to cling too. "What's your name?" she asks sensing a faint twinge of power coming up behind her. But she is blinded by the black dripping down to stain everything. When it's dark, you search for light, your eyes want to see anything. This unnatural night is drowning her eyes in fear, a frightening nothing. Is there anything more terrifying than seeing absolute nothing but knowing something or someone is there watching you?

"He never even told you my name. That is so typical of Itachi." He says coming around to look at her face in the reddish toned blackness. "Uchiha Sasuke is my name. Whatever affection, you might think Itachi had for you was just a lie."

"Sasuke, " Two crimson eyes open within inches of her face making her suck in a breath. "I will never doubt his sincerity for me." she replies staring at the black swirls of Sasuke's eyes. "Itachi is..." Her words stop as images of pain and blood flash in front of her. Ichigo's eyes widen as the shape in the bitter young man's eyes change. "I don't feel so good..." her mind is suddenly bombarded with too many images at once. "It hurts... What are you doing to me?"

"Discarding an albatross, for my Nii-san." Reaching behind him, he pulls out his long silver blade. "Itachi's memory has been tainted enough. No Akatsuki whore will speak his name from traitorous lips."

"Tch..."

Sasuke's eyes slant to the right barely in time to see a long white leg crack against his face. He manages to lift a hand to block it but the force it much too great, and he ends up on his back a few feet away, the sword cutting into the ground. "How?" Rising to his feet he looks at the woman with his head limp as she hangs from a withered tree. "She couldn't have-"

"Ichigo didn't hit you." A smirk stretches on his pale lips as he reaches down and grabs the dark haired man's shirt. "It was me!"

"Who... what... you are inside her?" Sasuke stutters as a white and red skull cracks against his forehead. "It's like Naruto when I was inside Naruto's soul... but this thing isn't caged and it feels totally different. It's like death..." He lifts a hand to his mouth and taking a deep breath. "Something else is here too."

"You don't belong in here. This is MY place." Instantly he leans forward dipping his head toward the blast of fire responding with a glowing ball of cero. "Tch..."

Sasuke eyes widen as the tall white masked figure suddenly appears in front of him. His hands move together forming a seal, but his face is gripped in the white man's palm. Soon as the strings wrap around the man Sasuke launches them both into the air and sends his chidori through the cords. "You are nothing more than a beast." he says landing on the hilt of his sword.

"Ha!" Sucking in a deep breath he flares his reiatsu snapping the strings around him. "Monster... Yes! HAHAHA! I'm Ichigo's monster. She saved me after the war so I owe her." Holding up his clawed hand he summons the white blade of Zangetsu. "And I protect what belongs to her."

"Monster's like you only need a cage." Sasuke retorts biting at his thumb and writing a seal in the air. "I can not see why Itachi was interested in this woman."

"You ain't looking hard enough Ninja-shit."

Sasuke quickly dodges the wild arc of white coming toward him. The monster implied something else is here, and he knows he felt something else when he first entered her soul. Glancing over to Ichigo he notices for the first time a white bird perched on her shoulder. "A white crow?" The bird seems to take note of him and tilts it's head to look at Sasuke. He freezes in shock at the blood red eyes glaring back at him. But it's what inside the deep bed of crimson that makes his blood run cold. "It's a sharingan... Itachi?" He takes a step toward Ichigo and the bird when the beast's blade slashes at his chest. Stupid... that was stupid. He drops to his knees as the blood begins to flow to the floor. "I-Itachi?"

"He protects her... I protect her..." Lifting the white blade up he flings the blood from it. Holding the blade to Sasuke's neck he leans down and looks into the boy's red eyes. "What do you protect?"

"I-I..." Suddenly the white bird leaves it's perch on the woman's shoulder gliding over to land on the edge of the strange white blade. It's eyes shift from the normal sharingan to something Sasuke has never seen before. Four deep angles of black appear and the images of the young woman's life flash through his mind.

"Big brothers... you know why they're born first? To protect the little ones that come after them! What kind of brother says that he'll KILL his own sister? Even a MONSTER shouldn't say that!"

"You are trying to tell me I'M the monster?" he growls at the bold manji shaped sharingan eyes piercing into his.

"You and I are flesh and blood. I'm always going to be there for you, even if it's only as an obstacle for you to overcome. Even if you do hate me. That's what big brothers are for."

"Impossible... that is not Itachi's Sharingan!" Sasuke cries as his Tsukuyomi is taken over and the colors around him turns to a modern city skyline. "Only a Uchiha can break this tech-" his voice stops as the situation begins to make sense. A new image appears... one of this orange headed women sitting next to to a younger girl.

"Ichigo-chan." Orihime opens the door to Ichigo's room and shivers. "Oh, it's so cold in here!" She moves to the window. "Why don't you shut the window? You'll get sick!"

"Leave it open," she says, tugging the coat closer around her waist.

"But why?"

"So Itachi can come back,"

"Oh... these memories are... from both Itachi and her." Sasuke understands it now. But the place... where Itachi was... is strange. "I won't hurt your..." he swallows at the bird trying to smile. "your mother."

The Tsukuyomi vanishes and before Sasuke can focus his eyes on the orange headed woman a white blur flashes in front of him.

"I really thought my summoning failed... again." Kabuto smiles picking Ichigo's sleeping body up. "Imagine my surprise when something orange with Itachi's chakra all over her popped out and ran off! I wanted your brothers corpse, but... I found a new Uchiha to play with! Even better!" Kabuto grabs Ichigo and vanishes with her.

"Damn... damn it!"

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Somewhere near a large charred forest two feet touch down and step past fallen trees. The smell of fire and the ruins of the Uchiha hideout draws his eyes to look up at the clear blue sky. Itachi is surprised he managed to enter so near where he died. Lifting a hand up to tuck some strands of hair behind his ear he tries to sense Ichigo's reiatsu. It is how Urahara thought. In this world and in her human body it's going to be difficult to locate her. Ichigo could be anywhere, but only a few ninja's are capable or using the Impure World Resurrection Summoning technique. Heading north west toward the Hidden Grass Village, he wastes no time making his way toward Orochimaru's infamous underground lair. He begins to run, his thoughts heavy with the conversation he had with Urahara Kisuke this morning.

"How can she show pregnancy so quickly? Doesn't it normally take a few weeks for the body to show signs of conception?"

"Kurosaki-san is half shinigami. Her soul knows what the body does not."

He never considered for a single moment having a child. The life he had in Konoha was violent and filled with chaos. Itachi is certain he couldn't bring a baby into the Uchiha clan to be used and subjected to the life they would expect. But Ichigo's world... a world where children are only expected to attend school... A place where most children never hold a weapon in their hands their whole life seems idealistic and plausible.

Quickening his pace he takes to the trees in the hopes of sensing Ichigo. Onward he travels, his eyes sharp to any disturbance that might lead him to the woman who showed him a glimpse of a life he always wanted. Just as night begins to fall Itachi decides to take a break at a nearby river. Dropping down to the field of yellow wild flowers he rests on a large boulder. "I'm coming... I will not lose you, Ichigo." The snapping of a twig makes his eyes shift into red.

"Is someone here?" Sasuke appears from the canopy of the forest in time to see a flock of black birds darting up into the darkening sky. "Im...possible." he gasps feeling the familiar sensation of his brother's chakra creeping up his spine. "It can't be..." He stumbles across the river after the crows, his eyes shifting into the Sharingan tomoe. "I-Itachi?" Lifting a hand up he tries to throw a shuriken to hit one of the birds but they all vanish. "Itachi don't run away! Itachi!" No... He didn't see it. It can't be. He didn't just see what he thought he did! Dropping to his knees Sasuke curls his body toward the ground. This can't be happening. The dead don't come back. They go to the Pure spirit world... "Would Itachi have went there?" No he might not have. Sasuke starts thinking about the images he saw in the Tsukuyomi. "He went to another world and met Ichigo there. Nii-san, loves her... Nii-san doesn't know Kabuto has joined up with Madara..."

"What do you protect?"

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Setting down at the small fire he built, Itachi ponders returning to Sasuke. But being dead has it's rewards in this life. He doesn't have to face his little brother's malice anymore. It's almost a relief now, in their final moments as brothers Sasuke never faltered in his hatred for him. "It's fine to be hated by him. It's a comfort to know I won't be missed now that I'm gone."

However, as he flew away a problem with Sasuke could be sensed. "Foolish brother! Why did you take my eyes! Now matters are worse..." Closing his eyes he struggles with what to do. Should he leave Sasuke's choices for him to work through on his own? "I have to help Ichigo first. She is-"

"I-Itachi?"

He quickly rises to his feet and turns around in time to see Ichigo's body tumbling into his arms. "Ichigo? Are you hurt?" Picking her up, he returns to the fireside laying her on a small pallet serving as his bed for the evening. "Did someone take you?"

"I'm alright." she smiles lifting a hand up to touch his warm face. "I sensed you, and ran and ran until I could feel your arms around me again."

"I won't let you go again. I swear." he whispers before claiming her lips in a deep kiss. The soft plump lips he has longed to touch are finally his. Her mouth is hungry on his, the pleasure she is expressing soon stirring his lust so he lays on his back to let her have her way.

Hands, soft and warm tug at his clothes, she is more eager than ever before. It's so exciting, so hot, to feel her desire for him growing. "Ichigo..." he gasps as her lips travel down his chest. Those teeth nip a path of hunger down his chest, his fingers curling into her vibrant hair. The thin wet trail of moisture left in her wake makes his skin sizzle.

Ichigo's torturous mouth travels lower, her fingers pull at his pants exposing his hard member to the warm of her breath. "Ah!" his eyes widen in shock as she takes the tip of his cock sliding in past her lips and against her tongue. The rush of heat and the pleasure of her mouth intensifies. Her head begins to move over him, taking his cock deep inside with each movement. Itachi's fingertips curl into her thick locks, "Ohhh." The tingle in his thighs tickles a delicious path up to his cock. Ichigo then starts to suck on the very tip of head, her tongue nudging at the small leaking slit. "I-Ichigo, let me..."

Her only response is a low throaty moan, the vibrations pushing him over the edge toward his release. "I have to touch you!" Unable to stop himself he turns her over on the pallet listening to her wonderful giggle as he starts pulling at her t-shirt. "You are having my child." he sighs holding a hand on her belly. "I want to build a life with you away from this place." Pressing his lips to her stomach, he lavishes her skin with wide needy kisses. "Marry me, and love me... my Ichigo."

"You are just smitten with her."

"W-What?" Itachi's eyes open blurry from his dream to a pair of gray ones. Blinking in shock he focuses on a familiar face of a man he has never met, but has seen pictures of. "You... are... Ichigo's father..." he says looking around and realizing he was only dreaming of Ichigo being with him. "Was I talking in my sleep?"

"Yo!" Isshin grins, curling a hand over his chin. "And you are... Ichigo's... something very interesting."

"I-I.."

"Did I hear you correctly?" Isshin grabs Itachi by the collar jerking him off the ground. "You got my Ichigo pregnant?"

Hey all! Here is the update! I hope you like it^^ Please take a moment to review! It means a lot to me and I want to say thanks to everyone who has embraced this fic =D HUGGLES to all my MUGGLES! So this is my big surprise! hehe staged just far enough from the beginning that you all forgot about poor Isshin getting lost in the Dangai Precipse world. hehehe Please look forward to the next update where things will be explained in more detail =D Love You all! Fuzzi

Special edit. Ok I am so sorry about the confusion. I wrote this early in the morning and very tired ; ; I will try and make it clearer with this edit.

Yes, the little bird was the baby Uchiha soul^^

Itachi was only dreaming pervy things about Ichi^^ She hasn't been saved yet =D

How Isshin got there will be explained in the next chapter =D HUGS!

I'm very sorry again o/o please forgive! Fuzzi