Treason
There'll be lots of Ichigo-torture in this chapter and also lots of mental-Renji-torture, so be warned. Cause the fun is going to begin. Chehe.
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach
Warning: Character-death, Renji/Ichigo, rape, assault, swearing, violence
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Ichigo was being forced to follow his traitorous cousin. He tried to resist and struggle against it all, but the collar tightened intensely and sucked up his spiritpower when he made the smallest of wrong moves.
"Why the hell are you doing this Nobu!?" Ichigo growled as he clawed at the collar around his throat with his good hand.
"Stop askin' questions dear Ichigo… Soon everythin' will get clear." Was Nobu's simple reply as he continued dragging Ichigo and Renji along with him.
Ichigo looked down at Renji, who was being dragged over the cold floor like a rag doll, and cringed. Not only was Renji being treated like garbage, but there was seriously something wrong with Renji's left eye. The eyelid was badly swollen and the skin had turned in a dark purple, Ichigo even doubted if there still was an eye in that one.
Halting suddenly, Ichigo surprised Nobu. But it didn't turn out to the good, since the sudden halt had led to a harsh tug on the leash, leaving Ichigo completely out of breath.
"Please… stop!" Ichigo choked out, clenching his good hand at the tightening collar. "Just for a second…! I…I can't stand… seeing Renji like this any longer!"
Nobu turned around and watched the gasping boy with calm, slight sympathetic eyes.
"Che, do whatever you want…" He said, letting go of Renji's ankle.
Ichigo dropped to his knees, going to Renji's side. He didn't dare touching Renji's eye, afraid that he might hurt the other. He bit back a hard gasp and clenched his eyes shut in pain when he tried to swing Renji's unconscious form onto his back with both his hands, his injured hand protesting wildly.
He was able to get both Renji's arms around his neck, so he could drag the other with him without injuring him any further. He held Renji's arms in his good hand, so he could keep him in place for a bit and stood up, forced to follow Nobu as he walked away again.
"Exactly what did you do to Renji!?" Ichigo growled after a while, his body getting tired of dragging Renji with him.
Nobu fully ignored the question and halted in front of a large white door.
"We're here."
He mumbled something inaudible and the large white door creaked open, exposing a huge, white room. It had a large, white king-sized bed in the middle, with white furry carpets on the white polished floor at both sides. On the other end of the room were some old-fashioned white sofas with a table in the middle to drink tea or whatever you could think of. Five huge, but narrow windows that went from the floor till the ceiling were also in the middle of the room, showing the somewhat calm landscape of Hueco Monde. It was a very simple room, but that made it beautiful in some weird way.
Ichigo broke out of his trance of watching to room when Nobu tugged on the leash again, gesturing him to follow him in the room. Nobu walked to the bed's side and took the end of Ichigo's leash in both his hands against one of the bed's poles. Immediately the leash started to melt into the bed's black pole, leaving Ichigo stuck to it.
"You'll be staying here for a while Ichigo…" Nobu said seriously as he helped getting Renji off of Ichigo's shoulders and next to Ichigo onto the white, furry carpet.
"I'm sorry…" Nobu said before he quickly exited the room, leaving Ichigo alone with his lover.
Ichigo glanced around and eventually plopped down onto the white carpet, sitting down next to Renji. He tried a couple of times to get the black leash out of the black pole, but instead of getting loose, the collar around his throat tightened, making him gasp for air again.
"Damn…" Ichigo grunted as he leaned against the bed's side. He started watching Renji, enjoying to see the rising chest with every breath the man took, happy to know Renji was still all right in some sort of a way. It was the only thing to could take him off of his troubled thoughts right now. But he had to admit that he was quite happy to have the redhead with him right now, he didn't know what he would do if Renji wasn't here with him to support him.
His fingers subconsciously travelled to Renji's face, stroking the soft skin of Renji's cheeks, he even felt grateful of feeling Renji's skin under his fingertips, it was the best feeling in the world right now and it immensely calmed him down.
Suddenly two large hands enveloped his own hand, the large fingers entwining with his as his hand was leaded to Renji's lips. The soft lips kissed every fingertip while the eyes stayed close.
"Ichigo…" Renji grunted in a raspy, dry voice. Cracking his good, right eye open, intensely looking back into Ichigo's eyes. He searched for Ichigo's other hand so he could take it in his hold as well, but was halted in his actions when Ichigo gasped in pain when Renji's hand enveloped his injured hand.
Renji sat up, grunting when his vision shook for a short second, and stared down with one eye at Ichigo's deformed wrist.
"What the fuck happened to your wrist Ichigo?" Renji growled when he carefully grabbed the injured wrist in both his hands and brought it closer to his eyes to inspect the bone more closely that poked out of the skin.
"Hmm… Could ask the same thing with your eye Renji." Ichigo responded a tad bit cold. He didn't want to talk about how he was being treated by Aizen as nothing more than a pet, a toy. Just for the man's sick fun.
Renji didn't respond, but continued inspecting the bruised wrist with his one good eye.
"I guess we're in Aizen's palace…" Renji spoke up after a while, looking at Ichigo with the corner of his eye. When he noticed the black collar and leash, he looked up.
"What the hell are those?" Renji spoke up, gesturing to the bindings with a slight sneer.
"Nothing!" Ichigo responded quickly; he didn't want to talk about the embarrassing things that kept reminding him how vulnerable he now actually was.
Renji's brows furrowed, he didn't know what was wrong with Ichigo, he was being so distant while normally Ichigo was almost always being open with him. But he kept quiet, eventually Ichigo would tell or he would find out. He hoped…
Renji directed his eye back to Ichigo's fractured wrist. "We have ta get the bone back into the right place, ya could die of an infection or something like that if we don't do this… But it will hurt… a lot."
"Just do it Ren… it will hurt a lot more if it stays like this." Ichigo responded, cringing at the thought of the popping sound and the electrifying pain that would surely some.
"Okay… I'll do it fast." Renji said, searching for contact with Ichigo's eyes, but Ichigo continued to stare intently at a spot on the tiled floor, his body tense.
"Okay, ya ready?"
Ichigo nodded. "Just do it… fast."
Renji nodded, "Three," he said as he securely grabbed Ichigo's wrist, trying to keep his mind blank.
"Two," He felt Ichigo's body tensing under his hold, making him nervous as well.
"One!" Renji pulled on Ichigo's wrist and quickly bended it upward, the bone popping back into its rightful place with an awful, loud, popping 'crack' that echoed through every corner in the whole room.
Ichigo screamed it out, jolts of excruciating pain going through his whole body, paralysing him as his nails clawed into Renji's skin, leaving red angry marks.
"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Ichigo gasped out into Renji's chest as he had subconsciously grabbed hold onto Renji's black haori in his pain-dazed state.
"Chehe… you okay?" Renji grinned, but Ichigo could notice the hint of worry in the other's voice.
"…What do you think?" Ichigo grumbled in short gasps, his voice uneven as he was still clinging onto Renji, letting the waves of pain ride out of him.
Renji didn't respond and closed his eyes, pulling Ichigo's quivering form closer to him.
"We should wrap somethin' around that wrist of yours, somethin' to keep it a bit in place." He reopened his good eye and glanced around, but spotted nothing usable for Ichigo's wrist.
Ichigo noted Renji's look from the corner of his eye and turned around. "It's okay Renji, I've dealt with worse cases. This little fracture won't harm me!" Ichigo proudly tapped his chest with his injured hand and winced, the grin still on his face.
"Dumbass…" Renji said smiling slightly, the tone of his voice still holding some worry in it.
Ichigo leaned back into Renji's chest and allowed himself to relax while Renji softly stroked his hair. They kept silent for a while, sinking in each other's warmth.
"Ya know; I was really worried when I couldn't find ya anywhere, I'm even a bit happy that that bastard Nobu found me and took me here, as long as I'm here with ya I'm fine." Renji spoke up suddenly.
"That sounded way corny." Ichigo grinned tiredly. "But I'm glad you said it and I'm glad you're here with me…" Turning around, Ichigo softly brushed his lips against Renji's. Renji immediately responding to the small sign of affection.
"Are you two starting without me?" A voice spoke up, startling both of them in their actions. They quickly turned around and when they looked upward they found the smiling, calm face of Aizen staring down at them, Nobu standing nearby, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets while he kept his face hidden behind his dark bangs.
"Aizen!" Renji growled, standing up to face the other man. "What did you do to Ichigo you bastard? You almost fucking ripped of his hand."
"Tsk Abarai-kun, as overprotective as ever, you should respect your superior. But you shouldn't care anymore, it seems you've already treated his wrist." Aizen calmly raised his hand and flicked his wrist. "Tadashi." He spoke up with his usual voice.
In even less a second Nobu was behind Renji, grabbing both Renji's wrists in a tight hold as he placed his other hand around the back of Renji's neck, tightly squeezing in it so Renji wasn't able to move his head. Meanwhile, the leash around Ichigo's neck had shortened in it's own will, fusing further with the pole of the bed, leaving Ichigo no space to help Renji out.
While Ichigo struggled against his bindings and Renji against Nobu's hold, Aizen neared Renji, rummaging with his right hand through the large pocket in his white uniform. When his hand came out of the pocket, he revealed a syringe; its content's color existed of an ominous yellow.
"It's time to find out where your loyalty lies Tadashi-kun…" Aizen spoke up as his calm eyes made contact with Nobu. "The only thing you have to do is to keep Renji still, and that won't be that hard since I have a little something to help you out. But you have to make him watch my dear Ichigo and me. He isn't even allowed to close his eyes for one second. I'll notice it when he does."
"Yes Aizen-sama." Nobu nodded in response and tightened his hold on the shinigami in front of him. His eyes wandered to Ichigo who was still strapped to the bed's pole, their eyes met and he could see the confusion and betrayal in them.
"What the hell are you talking about!?" Renji yelled as he struggled. "What are you planning with Ichigo, Aizen you bastard!"
Aizen calmly neared Renji, the syringe firmly held in his hand. When he stood in front of the shinigami he looked past Renji's head into Nobu's eyes again and nodded. Nobu responded as he squeezed his fingers harder into Renji's neck and twisted it to the side, bearing Renji's neck to Aizen's calm, dark and observing eyes. Renji gritted his teeth and tried to move his neck, but when he tried, the two fingers in the back of his neck clenched harshly, sending electrifying shocks through his head and the rest of his body.
"What are you doing to him!?" Renji heard Ichigo yelling, ruffling of clothes indicating he was struggling against his bindings. But he didn't pay that much attention to it for now, cause the sharp and long needle of the syringe in Aizen's hand was nearing his neck.
The needle was only a few inches away from his skin and Aizen's eyes held some kind of sick joy in them while he looked into Renji's widened eyes that held some fright in it as well. Renji made another attempt to get away, but it already was too late when he felt the needle pierce through his skin into his aorta, the yellow substance streaming into the large vein while he heard Ichigo gasping out from behind Aizen.
Soon after that, he could feel a prickling sensation spreading through his whole body and when it finally subdued it left nothing but complete numbness. He tried to struggle again, but noticed he couldn't move a limb; no muscle in his body was willing to listen to him. But he couldn't help but notice that he was still able to stand on his own two legs.
"I'm quite fond of this yellow substance; it causes great paralysis over the whole body, but still allows you to feel pain, allows you to talk and everything, you're still even able to stand on your own two legs so that dear Tadashi-kun doesn't have to carry you around." Aizen spoke up when he saw the slight confusion in Renji's eyes.
"But don't worry Renji-kun, no harm will be done to you if Ichigo-kun follows my orders out correctly, I promise." Aizen turned around and looked with calm eyes into Ichigo's slightly panicked one's. He leaned down to the boy's eyelevel and gently grabbed Ichigo's chin in his hands while he kept his gaze on the boy. His other hand wandered lower to the collar around Ichigo's neck.
With a short 'snap' Aizen broke the leash off Ichigo's collar, his hand immediately grabbing the tough leader of the collar as he brought Ichigo up to his feet with him.
Ichigo noticed how much the collar had already drained his spiritpower as he felt his legs wobble under him, his body slightly seeking for support on the hand that held his neck. But he wouldn't and couldn't give the man that satisfaction of seeing him so weak already, so with a jerk he was able to get himself free, but Aizen didn't seem to mind when Ichigo looked up in the unfazed stare of the taller man.
"You can't escape… my pet." Aizen spoke up, his calm eyes staring deeply into Ichigo's as he cornered the boy against the bed.
"Don't you dare touch him!! You bastard!" Ichigo could hear Renji yell out as he felt the bed against the back of his knees. With a soft push of Aizen's hand against his chest, Ichigo felt himself losing his balance as he fell with his back onto the soft, plush bed. Realisation hit in when he looked up at the looming figure that was Aizen, the lust in the man's eyes was clearly visible and he could already imagine what the man had in thought.
His instincts kicked in and he swiftly pulled his leg up and made an attempt to kick the man in the groin, but it didn't work, he was too slow and his limbs were too weary and heavy of the lack of spiritpower. Aizen easily caught his leg in one hand while the other hand wandered lower to the boy's thighs. Keeping his hand around Ichigo's ankle, Aizen moved forward as he draped himself between Ichigo's legs over the boy's resisting body, keeping the shinigami's legs parted. His hand squeezed around Ichigo's ankle in a painful manner, pulling it up to drape it over his own broad shoulder, his other hand still holding Ichigo's other leg in it's place.
"Don't touch him!! Get off of him you fucking bastard!!!" Renji tried to move his limbs, trying to get to his lover, trying anything that might just help a bit. But nothing reacted, he only felt himself tremble while he feverishly kept attempting to move.
Aizen plainly ignored Renji's yells of protest. "You better do what I tell you and be a good boy, Ichigo… or Tadashi-san might just let his control slip and would injure your dear 'significant other', I don't think you would want that, now do you?" Aizen said in a soft and calm tone, his face leaning closer to that of Ichigo's.
"What!? Ichigo, don't listen to anything that he says! Let them hurt me!! Please don't sacrifice yourself for me!! Please!!" Renji yelled out, but Ichigo turned a deaf ear on him. If he could keep his lover safe, he would do anything he could.
Slowly Ichigo nodded as he stared with big eyes into Aizen's. "I'll do…as you tell me…But just please leave Renji out of this."
"NO!! Ichigo-"
A hand was wrapped around Renji's mouth, keeping the redhead's mouth close from any more protesting sounds.
Aizen gave a pleased smile as he kept his eyes on Ichigo's troubled face. "Excellent." He leaned closer to the boy's face, his hands wandering lower to undo the sash around Ichigo's slim hips. Ichigo wanted to protest, but when he saw the warning look in Aizen's eyes and the gasp that came from Renji when Nobu twitched one of his arms in a place it wasn't supposed to be, Ichigo immediately stopped and kept still.
Slipping his other hand into Ichigo's haori, Aizen allowed his fingers to roam over the soft skin, sending shivers in his way. He leaned his face even closer to Ichigo's, his lips not even an inch apart from Ichigo's.
"Moan for me…" Aizen whispered, his lips brushing over Ichigo's soft boyish lips before he closed the space between them, capturing the boy's unwilling lips in a short kiss while his hand kept teasing the sensitive skin around Ichigo's neck and collarbone.
Ichigo's breath hitched, his skin tickling under the man's gentle, but uncomfortable touches as he tried to ignore Aizen's request or rather demand. Keeping his lips firmly shut, Ichigo stubbornly turned his face away from Aizen's lips, but he soon regretted it when he heard a short hiss of pain coming from Renji's direction.
Aizen forcefully grabbed Ichigo's chin and turned his face into the direction of Renji so their eyes would meet. "You don't want us to hurt your lover, now do you?" He whispered close to Ichigo's ear, sending shivers over the boy's skin.
"Do you really want to defy your master, my dear pet?"
"No…" Ichigo weakly shook his head in response, his eyes staring deeply into Renji's crimson one as he blushed in deep embarrassment and humiliation.
"What did you say?" Aizen whispered as he turned Ichigo face back again to his own intense gaze.
"No… master…"
Aizen's smug smile slightly widened, his hands parting Ichigo's black haori. "Good boy." He said in a calm tone as he glanced back over his shoulder to watch the widened and hysterical eyes of the paralysed redhead.
"Make sure to keep his eyes open Tadashi-san…"
Turning his attention back to the trembling shinigami under him, Aizen removed the haori off of Ichigo's shoulders, his hands trailing down over the boy's abs as his fingertips teased the soft, boyish skin. His hands continued to wander lower, halting at the loosened sash, his dark eyes searching for Ichigo's troubled one's as he slowly slid the sash off the black hakama.
Grabbing hold of Ichigo's wrists, Aizen secured the white sash around the two wrists and strapped them around the headboard, Ichigo gasping in pain when he felt the friction of the fabric against his aching wrist.
Aizen moved up, Ichigo's leg slipping of his shoulder as he knelt on the bed between Ichigo's parted legs. Again he turned his attention back to Nobu and Renji, gesturing Nobu to come closer and to bring Renji along.
"I want him to see this as close as possible, I want to let him watch Ichigo's pained and agonised expression while I penetrate what's actually his, I want suffering on both sides." Aizen spoke up as he leaned down again to rip the hakama off Ichigo's slender legs, his eyes adding a dangerous glint when Ichigo's naked body was left revealed to Aizen's hungry eyes.
"So beautiful…" Aizen said as he let his fingertips wander over Ichigo's waist and hips.
"Stop this! Ichigo please!! I don't care if I get hurt, just don't go through with this, fight him!!" Renji yelled out in a pained voice when he got a chance to speak when the hand slipped off his mouth.
"…Keep him quiet." Came the calm order, Aizen's dark and hungry eyes keeping fixated on Ichigo's quivering, but unmoving and obedient body. He parted Ichigo's legs further and lifted them back up again to rest them on his shoulders. He was planning to make Ichigo scream, make him scream out in pain while he was being torn apart. There would be no preparation, he just couldn't wait any longer, his calm demeanour was finally crumbling away. He desperately needed the boy and he needed the boy now.
Fumbling with the black sash around his own hips, Aizen quickly pulled it off and shrugged the white hakama off his hips to let it pool around his knees, revealing his twitching and hard arousal he had kept hidden under the thin layers of fabric. He didn't bother to pull off the rest of his clothes, he just wanted the boy.
Grabbing Ichigo's butt-cheeks, Aizen positioned himself, his cock throbbing near the tight and sensitive hole. He lowered himself over the trembling and scared boy, his lustful eyes glowering into Ichigo's as he closed the distance between their lips, demanding a rough kiss from the younger one. When he parted he looked sideways back into Renji's eyes with a smug grin and plunged into Ichigo's tight cavern without mercy as he thrusted in all the way to the hilt.
Ichigo cried out in pain, his eyes brimming with tears as his eyes fully widened, staring up with big eyes, but not seeing the white ceiling above him as the tears streaked down his face. Renji had always been gentle with him, he had always prepped him properly and they had done it only for two times. He was way too inexperienced to be taken this harsh and he could feel his insides tearing as blood trickled from between his legs.
Renji choked on the breath he had been holding, he wanted so badly to pull the bastard off Ichigo and rip the guy apart with his own bear hands, but every limb protested and kept still when he tried to move in a desperate attempt to safe his lover.
Without giving Ichigo time to adjust, Aizen started thrusting in and out of the trembling boy, savouring in the tear streaked face and the pained hiccups that belonged to Ichigo. He just couldn't get enough, he felt addicted to the boy, already from the first time he saw him. The boy was like a drug to him.
Renji clenched his eyes shut, his whole body was trembling. He just wasn't able to continue watching the horrible display; he would even rather be in Ichigo's position, everything was better than watching his loved one getting raped right in front of his eyes and he couldn't do a thing about it. Before he knew it, two hands shot to his eyes, the fingers wrenching his eyelids open again, even when he was still unable to see with one of the two eyes. He was being forced to watch this. Even if Ichigo's pained and agonised cries were more than enough torture for him. It was a dreadful and agonising experience.
Spreading Ichigo's legs further apart, Aizen's thrusts went harsher and more animalistic, pumping into the slim, quivering form under him with no mercy. He leaned down to bury his nose into Ichigo's neck, enjoying the vibrations that emitted from it when Ichigo sobbed. Licking on the sensitive sweaty skin, Aizen bit down harshly, savouring the metallic taste when blood oozed out of the wound into his sucking mouth, marking the boy as his. The boy was his and his only.
Sobbing slightly, Ichigo turned his head to the side, staring with his tear streaked, pained eyes into Renji's one angry and hysterical eye, trying to imagine it was Renji plunging into him instead of the large man above him. Smiling slightly, he tried to assure the redhead he was okay.
But instead of calming Renji down, it only made him angrier. He just couldn't stand it anymore; his lover trying to be brave and let the barbaric man continue raping him while he just stood there watching the bastard doing that to his Ichigo.
Finding more than just his resolve, every muscle in Renji's body tensed as he tried with all his might to move. His spiritpower flared up and the stinging in his injured eye increased when he forced the eyelid open. He could feel power pumping through all his veins and eventually was able to clench his hands into tight fists as the once injured and dead eye began to glower into a deep silverfish light blue color.
Ichigo stared surprised at Renji of what he saw and felt. The silverfish, light blue spiritpower seemed to be calling him, forming a twinge of pain in his chest where his heart was.
Aizen slightly calmed his actions down when he felt the strange and strong spiritpower flare up, he didn't recognise it so when he saw the silverfish, reddish glow emitting from Renji's body he felt a hint of light surprise.
"Do whatever it takes to restrain him Tadashi-san… Do it fast." Aizen commanded as he completely halted his thrusting.
Nobu nodded and swiftly took a pill out of his pocket, standing behind the maddening redhead as his hand sneaked around the other's waist and eventually plunged into the man's stomach, skin tearing when his hand was enveloped into Renji's abdomen, leaving the small pill there. Slipping his bloodied hand back out of Renji again, he steadied his arm around the other's waist when he felt the man weaken and slumping forward almost immediately
"R-Renji!!" Ichigo yelled out in a weak voice as he tried to scramble up.
Aizen's eyes narrowed slightly, directing his attention back to the boy under him as he roughly punched the boy out cold. Slipping himself out of Ichigo, he pulled his hakama back up to hide his bloodied arousal from view.
"This went exactly as I thought it would…" Aizen spoke up as he slid off Ichigo off the bed and stood up. "But it's still a pity it went this way though, I would have rather finished this."
Directing his eyes at the surprised look Nobu was giving him, Aizen mumbled something inaudible as he raised his hand and directed his index finger to Nobu's chest.
"W-What are you doing!?" Nobu yelled and dropped Renji's body onto the floor when he saw a dense mass of spiritpower gathering around Aizen's digit.
Aizen finished his mumbling and smiled calmly. "I'm giving you your punishment for betraying me of course, dear Tadashi-san."
With that, Aizen fired the dense mass of spiritpower into Nobu's chest.
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Omg! I killed Nobu! Again! O.o And sorry for raping you Ichi-kun! And sorry for mentally torturing you Renji-kun!
Uhmm… Yeah, kill me if you want for torturing them and not even finishing the rape. It was my first rape though! So I would like your opinion on it! x3 And you might just not get it right now, but the story will all come clear eventually, I hope…
Please R&R!