Renji exhaled the breath he did not know he was holding and stepped down from the air and into the middle of the coils where his Taicho's frail body lay.
"Who are you?" Renji looked up to see a person donned in black robes that touched the ground, a mask on her face as though she were one of the robbers he had seen on human television last night but in her both hands were silver kunai.
"I wanna know that myself and what you gotta do with my Taicho." Renji smirked at her.
"The business of the Royal Assassins is none of a lowly commoner's business." She answered grandly and with vehemence.
"I must be dumb but it's kinda obvious what you wanna do with him now." Renji chuckled; he could feel Zabimaru begging to attack.
"Will you let me take him?" She asked softly, almost as though she were a friend asking for a favor rather than a man's life.
"As a fukutaicho and a fellow Shinigami, it is my duty to protect the innocent." Renji answered, shifting his position so that the unconscious form was now behind his feet. "The only way to him is over my dead body." Her lips curled.
"It can be arranged," She hissed, "feed my silver demons!" The kunai beneath her fingers shifted themselves into silver versions of the winged creatures of the night, bats and with a sharp shriek, they rushed at Renji.
"Shaikai," He whispered and his blade reverted to metallic form, lengths of barbed detachable blades, held tighter by tendons of metal. Wielding the zanpactu, he twisted the metal around him, the rushing silver struck and there was the teeth gritting sound of silver on metal. The sound stopped and Renji drew Zabimaru to his side, the sword falling back into its solid place.
"I'm surprised you could deflect that," she remarked, "now see if you can stop this, tear through the heavens fallen star!" The silver creatures glowed a pale blue and were gone, white light trailing behind their almost invisible pursuit. Renji pulled Zabimaru around him but the silver creatures cut right through the moving metal and shot though his body and he flash stepped getting caught on both arm tendons, his zanpactu fell uselessly from his hand.
"Well then what was it you said, over your dead body?" She asked, stepping out of the darkness and into the light that spilled from the overhead road lamp and saw the eyes gleaming with blood lust, "it cam be arranged." The blades shot though his leg tendons, upper and lower were destroyed before he could even fall. She was now standing over him; her eyes had the glint of her blades. She raised her hand and one of her 'demons' flew to it, becoming a kunai again. "Now then," the silver descended.
"Let's not get dirty tonight." The woman jumped back into the shadows and glared at her new opponent, but Renji saw none of this as he only saw black.
"Hey Kurosaki," Renji growled.
"What Renji? I came to save your life, gotta problem with it?" Came the responding anger and sure enough, with a painful shift of his head, he could see a spike of orange peeping over.
"No, it's just that your ass is in my face." Ichigo looked down at him with angry browns.
"Well there wasn't much space for me to get between the two of you ya know!" Ichigo snapped, moving to a standing position.
"Why the hell you just didn't blast her or something!" Renji snapped and in response, Ichigo moved him with his sandal. "and then you kick me, damn it Ichigo why treat me like a dog you bitch, I'd rather be dead!"
"You're on top of your Taicho you jackass!" Ichigo snapped, pushing Renji for good measure.
"Aren't you supposed to be challenging me?" Came an angry snap from the darkness. Ichigo looked up at the faint outline of three persons in the shadows.
"Sorry, just had to make sure my friend was not killing his superior." Ichigo answered, brandishing his weapon that sang in response.
"This is not your battle." She answered.
"They are both my friends," There was a response of snickers from the threesome.
"Aren't you the joker?" She chuckled.
"Did I say something funny?" Ichigo demanded cautiously.
"A noble with friends," Came a man's voice.
"Enough to split my sides open!" Answered the third and there was more laughter.
"Byakuya is my friend," Ichigo answered with such determination in his voice, the pair stopped laughing and looked at him, "and I protect my friends." Ichigo growled, brining the black blade up to his face.
"Very well then, on your flesh my children will feed tonight!" The blades glowed again and rushed at Ichigo, it was like looking at fish in taffy to him. His zanpactu cut through the silver pair, in a twitch he was gone and the blade was at her throat.
"Leave here and never come back," Ichigo whispered to the black clad figure, he could sense the other pair had their hands on their blades, but she had stayed them.
"Tell me; are you Kuchiki-sama's royal guard?" She asked.
"Do servants call their masters by their first name?"Ichigo answered, moving his position so that he stood before her, his blade trained to her throat, "now leave." She nodded her head and stepped backwards, Ichigo stared hard into the dark, half expecting them to end up in the far-off lamp light, but they never showed.
"Are they gone?" Ichigo asked Renji.
"I don't sense their reiatsu." Said red head answered at which Ichigo slipped out of his Bankai and put his zanpactu on his back and walked over to the crumpled pair then past them and into the darkness. Renji remained as he was, on top of the fragile body that felt as though it was bending under his weight. He could smell roses and milk on the skin and caught in the hair, something sweet that burned at his stomach and made his back prickle. Renji took deep breaths and close d his eyes and then was disgusted with himself- damn it to hell he wasn't gay! Biting against the pain, Renji forced his head away from the white neck within his lip's reach and breathed in the cool night's air.
"I dunno how to get your body back but Kon will carry Byakuya back and I'll carry your soul back to my house or do you wanna be with Kiskue?"
"Your house." Renji answered almost immediately.
"I won't be able to get Inoue till tomorrow you know." Ichigo sighed, picking up the red head, letting Kon to the small body beneath.
"But aren't you supposed to screw the busty chick some time soon?" Wondered the body inhabiting mod-soul.
"Shut up you perve!" Ichigo snapped.
"He's kinda right." Renji offered weakly.
"What the hell does that have to do with anything?"
"Well the whole thing about boys not visiting girls at night applies firstly to humans and secondly to people wishing to keep their virtue." Kon reasoned, jostling the limp white body.
"Support his head." Renji said, eyeing the exposed white neck touched with strands of black hair and then the slightly opened red lips.
"What am I supposed to say?" Kon panicked, adjusting his grip.
"He fainted." Ichigo answered and gripping Renji tightly, flash stepped into the night.
"Where are we going?" Renji asked as they ran through the air of Karakura.
"Inoue's house."
AN- chronic depression… don't really have anything to say 'cept this is gonna get really complicated.. stay tuned!!! Uhh… one thing, does anyone have great idea for weapon spirits? I need some help with that.