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Chapter 14: Kidnapped

Ichigo stared at them for a few seconds. "Wait...what do you mean?"

"Oh, c'mon Chi! Are ya that dense?" Grimmjow asked, patting his back roughly. "We're family now!"

"Wait...I don't get it. I've only known you for a few days!" And they were all long days too...he added to himself.

"Doesn't matter to us. You have become a part of our lives, as cheap as that sounds. And we have no doubt become a part of yours, yes?" Ulquiorra asked. Ichigo couldn;t help but think of all the small, jokes and rather interesting moments that the four of them have had. They had been small, but it felt good all the same.

"Guys...I don't...Thank you..." he whispered.

"Aww, no need for that!" Grimmjow laughed, smacking his back again. Grunting, Ichigo turned around and slugged Gtimmjow in the face, sending the teal haired werewolf sprawling onto the floor. "Ow! You little fucker! What was that for?"

"That's what it feels like when you pat my back." Ichigo stated. Grimmjow wanted to argue, but when he saw the smirk on Ichigo's face, he only started laughing.

"Ok, fine then, be that way. I will get you back for it though!" he laughed.

"Just don't do anything lame, like shed on the carpet." All three of them were laughing now. They stopped when the door slammed shut. They all turned to see Shiro walking in, glancing around.

"What, nothing left for me?" he asked, a smirk on his face, showing his canines.

"Sorry, but Ichigo's a fucking hog." Grimmjow grumbled. Ichigo elbowed him and sighed.

"No, it was Grimmjow's vicious appetite. I think there's something in the fridge." He said, standing up and walking towards him. When he walked next to him, he noticed how tense Shiro seemed. "Are you ok?"

"Can we...talk outside Ichigo?" He asked. Ichigo nodded and watched as Shiro walked into the living room. "We're gonna get some take out. You guys get some sleep, since ya haven't had much of it." He could tell they weren't about to argue. As he heard them head upstairs, Shiro walked towards the door, beckoning for Ichigo to follow. When they made it a good distance down the driveway, Shiro stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ichigo asked.

"Ichigo...how do you feel about me?" He asked.

Ichigo felt thrown off by the question. "Ex-excuse me?" he asked, not sure if he got the question right.

"Lemme put it this way; do you trust me?" Ichigo wasn't exactly sure how to respond. "After everything you've been told...do you still trust me?"

"I haven't been given a reason not to trust you." He replied. Shiro shook his head, but didn't comment on his answer. "They never said anything negative about you or any-" Before he could blink, Shiro had him pinned against a tree, his breath on his neck, causing him to groan slightly.

"Right now, at this second, I could take you...I could drink you dry and you'd never struggle." He whispered into Ichigo's ear. Ichigo's eyelids fluttered as he continued to stand there, Shiro's breath tickling the back of his neck. He shivered as Shiro licked the spot where he had bitten him just a day before.

"Sh...Shiro..." He whispered, his breath light. He felt floaty, like he was in the air. He watched as Shiro slowly raised his hands up his shirt, trailing his black nails up his torso. Yes...yes, please! His mind was screaming, as was his heart.

"You would be so easily taken...you'd never suspect that it was me until you were on your last breath..." He moaned as Shiro licked his ear seductivly, and that was the last straw. Before he knew what he was doing, he pulled Shiro's face up and kissed him, demanding that he respond. He was surprised when he did respond, dipping his tongue into the Mortal's eager mouth. He mapped the entire area as Ichigo's tongue played with his, trying to coax the vampire's into a dance. As they continued their sinful kiss, Ichigo's heart suddenly fluttered.

Yes...it said. This is the Shiro you...you... He what? When that thought came into his mind, he hesitated slightly. When he hesitated, the spell they both seemed to be under broke and Shiro backed away from Ichigo suddenly, looking as if he'd been burned.

"No...no, I swore to myself..."

"Shiro? Shiro, what's wrong?" He asked, walking towards him. He backed up as Ichigo attempted to get closer. "Are you ok?"

"Just...just stay there..." he said, sounding nervous. Ichigo could feel himself getting slightly pissed.

"Oh, ok. So that's it. I'm just something for you to posses, right?" Shiro stared at him wide eyed, shaking his head.

"N-no! That's not what I'm-"

"Fuck off. For once, in my life, I feel like I've done a few things right. I've already admitted to myself that I..." That I...I what? His mind couldn't seem to decide what it wanted to say, but his heart felt differently, and it wasn't giving up what it truly knew. "But...from what I can see, I'm just something to feed off of for you!"

"Now you fucking listen to me! You offer yourself, ok? I've told you countless times that I don't like it! So why you do it, I'll never fucking know!" He snapped.

"You know what? You had all those times to deny me as well, yet you never did!" He snapped back. He knew it was true, and he knew that Shiro knew, but for some reason, it felt mean to say it, and he had no clue as to why. Shiro's eyes widened a fraction at the words.

"Yes...but I only take when it is necessary. You...there's something about your blood, Ichigo. Something I can't name, or even attempt to guess at. It feels wrong...but at the same time, it feels..." His sentence seemed to drift off, but Ichigo could guess what he was about to say.

"It feels right..." he murmered. Shiro looked at the ground. Ichigo didn't know what to think; if Shiro was acting pathetic, or if there was more to this story...more than Shiro wanted to say.

"Shiro..." He shook is head; to hell with pity. "Look, I'm not going to be used by you for any fucking reason. The fact I offer myself up willingly is proof, isn't it?"

"It's worse than that! You have no idea what could happen if we...we continue this blood exchange." Shiro snapped, although not as strongly. Before Ichigo could ask what he meant by 'blood exchange', a pale hand covered his mouth, a blade at his neck. His eyes widened to the size of plates, as did the vampire's.

"Y-you?" Shiro gasped, then knelt into a fighting stance, his fangs already growing in size. Ichigo felt a nasty chuckle come from his sudden captor's chest and the blade leaned closer to his neck, causing him to gag slightly.

"If you want him back, Shirosaki, go to the park in the middle of town, and you might as well come alone; since your other friends are...out of commision." Ichigo reconized that voice...and he couldn't help but shiver slightly.

Aragan...he thought.

"What...did you do something to Grimmjow and Ulquiorra?" He could hear the hiss and venom in Shiro's voice, and he couldn't help but feel angry himself.

"Not I, Pure One...but my new...employer, as it were. So...see you soon." Before Ichigo could even attempt a struggle, Shiro dissapered in front of him, then his entire world went black.

Shiro watched as Aragan seemed to dissapere into thin air. He must've gained that power after he...he drank my blood...he thought. The old mark on his neck seemed to sting slightly and he itched it, feeling nervous. He bolted to the mansion, praying that Grimmjow and Ulquiorra were there. He slammed the door open, leaving dents in the wall from the huge door knobs. "Grimmjow! Ulquiorra!" He called, but no answer. Feling his nerousness rise even higher, he ran upstairs, hoping to find them there. He searched all the rooms, but no sign of either of the Immortals. "Shit!" he snapped, kicking a table and sending it flying into a wall. He sat down on the couch, his fists clutching his silver hair violently.

"If you want him back, Shirosaki, go to the park in the middle of town..." Aragan had told him where he needed to go...but that was for Ichigo. He knew that the vampire wouldn't do serious damage to him, but that thought was riding on such a fine, thin line, he wasn't sure if he should listen and get Ichigo, or try to find Grimmjow and Ulquiorra first.

What...what am I to do? he thought, willing away the pure fury bubbling in his chest. He tried to think of what his friends would want. The answer was so obvious, but he still struggled with the plan. I have...I have to go after Ichigo...he decided. They'll be ok...but if not...He shivered at the thought of losing his 'brothers'. But losing Ichigo...for some reason, that very thought of losing the Mortal made his blood freeze and his heart stop, a fatal thing for any vampire. But why, he couldn't guess...unless...

"Bad answer. The answer is you know exactly what to do. You'll fight tooth and nail to protect him."

"And why do you say that?"

"Because you love him." Renji's conversation echoed in his head. He shook his head, trying to get the words to stop echoing in the cave of his memories.

No...I don't love him... He told himself as he raced out the door. I'm just doing what's right...

When Ichigo came too, he felt the cold, wet ground underneath his cheek. "Ugh..." He rubbed his eyes, trying to wipe some dirt that had goten on his cheeks.

"Awake, I see." He turned around to see Aragan sitting on top of a dumpster behind him. He instantly shot to his feet, hands forming fists. Aragan laughed at him and shook his head. "Nice tough guy stance, but it won't do ya much good..." Before Ichigo could react, Aragan had his arms pinned behind im, hot breath at his ear. "...against a vampire." He was then released and Aragan resumed sitting on the dumpster. He wanted to fight, but he knew it wouldn't do him any justice...at least, not yet. He lloked around im and noticed something off.

"Wait, this isn't the park." He commented. In fact, this wasn't too far from his house. Why were they out here?

"Of course it isn't. The trap wouldn't work if you were there, as well as myself." Aragan stated simply, as if adressing the weather. Ichigo felt his chest clench in fear.

"Tr...trap?" he asked quietly.

"But of course. What did you expect Mortal? That I'd let him live after I took what I needed? Oh no...instead, I picked the perfect spot for you to be..." His smile widened, his eyes shining wickedly in the pale, half moonlight.

"Wh...why is it perfect?"

"Because it's the best spot for you to hear his screams...as he dies at the hands of my 'employer'."

When Shiro reached the park, he felt something ominous and powerful nearby. What...what is this? he thought. It felt like the very air around him suddenly plummeted in temperature, causing him to shiver slightly.

"Ah, I see that you can feel my presence...very impressive, Pure Vampire..." He turned aound only to be struck and sent flying into a tree. As he stood up, he could only stare at what suddenly appered in his blurry vision. The Demon was huge; bigger than most he had seen. It had two horns sprouting and curling out from behind it's ugly head, it's dark red eyes seemed to be made of blood in the moonlight. Its body was strongly structured, three long, whip like tails moving from behind it. It had huge spines trailing down its back, some seemed to be covered in blood. Its front legs, or more like arms, had huge, sword long claws extending from them, and Shiro knew precisely what they could do.

This thing...it can't be...he stared at it, his eyes wide. "Nefket...Greater Demon of Shadows..." he whispered. The Demon laughed, an empty, hollow sound.

"I'm surprised that I am known now as an actual threat. Back in my heyday, even then, no one feared me like they should have." He said. "It seems I've grown infamous."

"Wh...what are you doing here?" He asked, shaking the initial shock away, only to be replaced with the feeling of being in the presence of a threat. He didn't like the feeling at all.

"The powers are stirring, Pure Vampire. I will get my revenge..starting with this town..." Shiro just barely dodged a tail swinging his direction to strike his chest."...with you as the first victim."

Ichigo was in a bind. He had nowhere to run, and he could hear the fighting down the street. The park is within running distance...he thought. If I could only get out of this alley, then...Then what? He couldn't fight a Demon! Result from last time; he was knocked into the air, Shiro almost burned to death. This is a shitty spot I'm in...

"I've wasted enough time here." He gasped as a hand flew around his neck, pinning him against the brick wall of a building. He clawed at the hand, but was surprised when it slid down slightly, but its force was still enough to keep him pinned.

"Wh-what the fuck are you doing?" Ichigo asked, already fearing the answer.

"What I intended to do a few nights ago." Ichigo's eyes widened and he began to struggle wildly, reaching his hands into his pockets. Suddenly, he felt a pinch at his neck as Aragan sank his fangs in. What happened next was slightly unexpected; there was a sharp, burning sensation spreading through Ichigo, one that caused him to cry out in pain.

What...what the fuck? He clawed even harder at the hand that was pinning him back, his hand still fishing around in his pocket. Gotta...gotta find it...For some reason, he could feel himself growin weaker the longer Aragan continued to drink from him. Is...is he...taking all of m...my blood? He thought. Finally, his fingers touched something and he grinned. He pulled out a pocket knife he had kept with him, just in case of an emergency. He quickly undid the blade and dug it into the vampire's unsuspecting back. Aragan instantly yelped in pain, tearing himself away from Ichigo's neck.

"You little prick! You'll fucking pay for that!" he snarled, his eyes glowing dangerously. He lunged at Ichigo, but it was obvious that his knife jutting out of the vampire's back made things painful. He dodged it, trying to find a way to escape. "Heh, wanna know a little vampire fact?"

"What?"

"The only sure way of killing a vampire is by piercing the heart. What happens is, from what I hear, painful. Vampire blood is like venom, the very venom that turned them. If the heart stops beating, the blood/venom stops flowing...and slowly burns their bodies from the inside out. Quite painful. Their screams are so much fun to hear." He teased, his grin widening, teeth flashing. Ichigo felt fury flow through his body, wanting him to jump into action.

This bastard...he thought, fists clenching tighter. "Shall I test that theory for you?" He asked. He watched as Aragan ran towards him, his nails extended, teeth growing. But the kinfe was holding him back. Ichigo reached for the vampire's pocket, pulling out the dagger he had used earlier. But the vampire swung around, stricking Ichigo and sending him flying into the dumpster. He slowly lifted his head, his vision swimming and his cheek bleeding from the scratching the vampire caused.

"You still have...some fight in ya." Aragan breathed, exhaustion setting in. "But this is it for you. But don't worry; you can say hi to your vampire lover...in Hell." Ichigo felt his mind lock for a brief second.

Lover...? he thought. Shiro isn't my...He wasn't his lover, yet...he felt funny when Aragan had said it. But he shook his head, looking up, only to lock eyes with the vampir'es as he leapt at him. Unable to do anything else, he held the dagger out, closing his eyes. He heard a yowl of pain and something slam far away from him. He looked up to see Aragan on the ground, scorch marks on his chest where the dagger stuck out, piercing the vampire's heart. He walked over, standing numbly over the vampire. What...what just happened? He looked at the marks. These marks...lightning burns?

"Ngh...Gah!" Ichigo flinched as Aragan coughed up blood and it spattered onto his face. "S-so...you've k-killed me...but that doesn't change a thing..." Aragan hissed, spitting up more blood. "He will die...and it will be all your fault..." Ichigo felt pure rage rising inside him.

"What do you mean by that?" he snapped. Aragan laughed, although he almost chocked on some more of his blood.

"It's you he wants to defend...you who gives him reason to live..." He coughed. "But...he probably thinks your dead...so what is there for him now? Ha! To think that the one thing he wishes to protect is going to be the thing that kills him!" He laughed and Ichigo lost it completly. He grabbed the knife, yanked it out of Aragan's chest, and dug it in deeper, screaming the entire time.

"No! No no no no no!" He continued repeating the process long after the wicked light in Aragan's eyes had extinguished. He kept doing it until Arag's chest was nothing but a bloody mess. After a few minuets of sitting there, staring at the mess, he got up and began running towards the park. Please...please say I'm not too late!

Chapter 14 end

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