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Chapter 8
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Kurotsuchi made his way through Seireitei, with Nemu following behind him. Ichigo still hung, unconscious, on his shoulder. After five minutes of walking at a rather quick pace, Kurotsuchi felt a familiar reiatsu behind him.
"What the hell do you want, Zaraki?" asked Kurotsuchi, disrespectfully.
"What do you have there, Kurotsuchi?" responded Kenpachi, indicating Ichigo.
"Why would you-"
"Ken-chan, it's Ichi!" Yachiru chirped from Kurotsuchi's hat.
"Ichigo? What are you doing with him?" questioned Kenpachi, to Kurotsuchi.
"I'm in the process of studying vaizards. And I don't want you interfering with your idiotic fighting nature. Now leave."
"Since when could you tell me what to do?" retorted Kenpachi.
"I don't have time to deal with you," said Kurotsuchi. "I need to get this bastard to my lab before he wakes up. Let's go Nemu. And be quick about it, or I'll take you apart, again!"
"Hai, Mayuri-sama."
Kurotsuchi walked away from Kenpachi, and Nemu as well. The 11th squad captain followed, with Yachiru on his back.
"Why the hell are you following me, Zaraki?" asked Kurotsuchi, angrily.
"If he wakes up on the way there, I'd like to be entertained."
"If you get in the way of my studies, I won't hesitate to kill you."
"Like you could."
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Ichigo sat near Kuroji, watching the rise and fall of his chest. He seemed to be in a trance. After his hollow counter-part fell back into his world and his injuries cleaned up, did the orange haired shinigami sit down and wait for Kuroji to wake up.
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Matsumoto arrived at the 4th division's office, and was greeted by Hanatarou.
"Matsumoto fukutaicho! What happened to Hitsugaya taicho!"
"I don't know myself, entirely at least. Get a room ready for him."
"Hai." Hanatarou answered, and ran off into the office. Unohana came out in a few minutes with him.
"Please, come with me, Hitsugaya taicho." whispered Unohana.
Both of the present members of the 10th division followed the quiet captain, with Hanatarou bringing up the rear of the group.
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Twenty minutes of walking had passed by the time Kurotsuchi and Kenpachi arrived at the 12th division lab. They entered the building, with Kenpachi getting confused looks.
"Hey, Tobiuo! Get a room ready for the specimen. Now!"
A young looking 6th seated shinigami jumped up when he heard his name. "Hai, Kurotsuchi taicho!" He ran off down one of the halls, opened a solid iron door, and made sure there wasn't anything rotting inside. When it was cleared, he returned to Kurotsuchi, and led the way there.
Kurotsuchi threw the bleeding vaizard into the room, and the body collided with the far wall, making a loud cracking sound. Ichigo's body slid down the wall to the floor, leaving a large and dark blood trail to his body.
"Tobiuo, get one of those 4th squad healers. I can't study this until it's in decent health conditions!"
"Ha- hai!"
Tobiuo ran down the hall and out of the lab. Using shunpo, or at least a poor attempt at it, he made his way to the hospital as fast as he could.
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Kuroji stirred from his sleep, and sat up rubbing his side. He tried to remember how he ended up in such a bad state, while looking around. Realizing he was back in Ichigo's world, he looked around for Ichigo. Ichigo was sitting a few meters away, in a sitting position, asleep.
"Heh, figures he's asleep. Never awake when I want him to be."
He slowly made his way over to Ichigo, and leaned on his shoulder. The young shinigami shifted a little, but remained asleep. Kuroji smirked at Ichigo's unawareness, and lied his head on his shoulder, the top of his head just missing the orange-haired boy's neck. He closed his eyes, relaxed his muscles, and dropped most of his gaurd.
A few minutes passed, and Ichigo woke up. He immediately realized that there was an unusual amount of weight on his right shoulder, and glanced in that direction. Kuroji had dozed off on his shoulder. Ichigo smiled, knowing that his hollow was okay. Leaning his head against Kuroji's, he sighed, happily.
"It's not like ya to be this emotional...Ichi-kun." mumbled Kuroji, half asleep.
"So, you're awake." said Ichigo, lifting his head from Kuroji's.
"Tch. You're too self-conscience."
"So what if I am?"
"Heh."
Kuroji climbed into Ichigo's lap, and moved around to get comfortable.
"What are you doing?" Ichigo asked as he tried to get up.
Leaning more of his weight into Ichigo's chest, Kuroji replied. "What ya talkin' about? You owe me, 'member?"
Ichigo blushed at the memory of having to coax Kuroji to come back 'inside'.
"See? Ya 'member."
Kuroji started kissing an area of Ichigo's neck, just below the jaw-line, the occasional nip made the shinigami moan every time. While he was tasting Ichigo, his hands snaked their way into Ichigo's shirt. One hand moving down, for his ass; and the other running up and down his spine, at a slow and gradual pace.
"Kur...o...ji." Ichigo gasped, as the hollow's hand began to move from his butt to the front.
Kuroji stopped his enjoyment for a second before continuing. "What is it, Ichi-kun?"
Before Ichigo could answer, a chilled hand brushed against his crotch. A short, surprised yelp escaped Ichigo.
"Heheheh, you must be really sensitive there..." said Kuroji, more to himself than his partner.
Ichigo blushed, started to pull back a little.
"You aren't gettin' away tha' easily, Ichi-kun."
Kuroji's moved most of his weight into Ichigo's chest, and the sudden addition of weight caused the shinigami to fall on his back, with Kuroji on top of him. With Ichigo on his back, the hollow sat in the straddling position, just infront of the hips.
"Kuroji..."
"Ne?"
"You're a little heavy..."
Kuroji looked a bit shocked at that statement, and went from a sitting position, to a lying position. Stomach touching stomach, Kuroji played with the orange hair in his left hand, moving his right hand across Ichigo's side.
Ichigo groaned a little when Kuroji pulled his hair a bit too hard, which gave the him an opertunity he was waiting for. Kuroji kissed Ichigo's open mouth, letting his tongue wander inside the shinigami's mouth. Surprisingly, Ichigo's tongue found its way into Kuroji's mouth, causing the hollow to smirk inside.
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Tobiuo returned to the 12th division lab, with Hanatarou just behind him.
"Kurotsuchi taicho, I have the healer."
"Take him to the cell. You should know what to do by now, you idiot."
"Hai. This way, Yamada."
Hanatarou followed Tobiuo down a hallway with about a dozen doors on each side. Every door was thick, and made of iron, with a small barred 'window' near the center. Tobiuo let Hanatarou in, and quickly closed the door.
The first thing the young healer saw, was a large amount of fresh blood on the wall infront of him. Following its trail, his eyes landed on Ichigo, and his jaw almost dropped.
"Ichi...Ichigo-san?"
Ichigo was still unconscious, and his wounds still open. Hanatarou inched his way over to the powerful form he knew fairly well, and opened his bag. He started preparing for the treatment of his orange-haired friend.
"What happened to you, Ichigo-san?" he whispered to no one in peticular.
"Hurry up kid! We want to get to work on him soon."
"Hai..."
Hanatarou worked hard, doing the best job he could. Seeing Ichigo in this condition made him wonder for the first time how Hitsugaya taicho had been wounded. However, he pushed those unnecessary thoughts out of his head, and focused on his job.
"Hey, how long will this take?" asked Tobiuo from the hole in the door.
"I'm not sure; please, tell Kurotsuchi taicho to be patient."
"He won't like that answer..." Tobiuo said as he started walking back down the hall, to tell his captain.
Hanatarou got to work immediately, gently removing Ichigo's upper garments. What caught his attention was the large gash in his side. He had a few other wounds, but this one was different, bigger. Taking out his bandages, he got to work on healing the large cut. There was one thing that surprised him though, most of his reiatsu wasn't making it to Ichigo.
"What's going on?"
He made a few more attempts at sealing the wound with reiatsu, but gave up, and took out the antibiotics. The medicine seemed to be working better than his reiatsu, so he stuck with that method.
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"Now, Hitsugaya taicho. Please tell me what happened, now that I've patched you up." said Unohana to the younger captain.
"Kurosaki went crazy. Fucked up guy attacked me, apparently because I didn't have any skill and I was in his way."
"But Ichigo would never attack someone for that reason, taicho!" Matsumoto cut in.
"Yeah, Ichigo wouldn't. His hollow is another story though."
"Hollow?" asked Unohana.
"It got out!" screamed Matsumoto.
"Yes it got out. And Unohana, Kurosaki is a vaizard. A shinigami with the powers of a hollow. Apparently his hollow is like another personality."
"Hm... And it was him who attacked you, right, Hitsugaya taicho?"
"Yeah. Now he's in Kurotsuchi's hands, so I can't do much."
"Maybe if we let him be, this wouldn't have happened, taicho." suggested Matsumoto.
"No. If it can get out, there's no telling what it could do."
"But-"
"Matsumoto, drop it."
"Taicho..."
"Please."
"Hai."
"Thank you for the treatment Unohana, we must go now."
"Of course."
The young captain and his assisstant left the hospital, and started walking toward the 12th division lab.
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Kuroji and Ichigo broke apart from their kiss, both breathing heavily. Ichigo had to take more time to catch his breath, so Kuroji went back to kissing his jaw-line. While Kuroji was indulging himself, a sudden thought entered Ichigo's head. 'What if Kurotsuchi got rid of Kuroji during his studying?'
"Kuroji..."
"What is it, Ichi-kun?"
"Don't leave."
"What ya talkin' about? I ain't goin' anywhere."
"..."
Kuroji leaned forward, and held his head near Ichigo's ear.
"Ichigo, I promise. I won't go anywhere."
Noticing how his hollow dropped the accent, he felt a bit relived.
"Thank you."
Ichigo leaned into Kuroji's hair, and wrapped his arms around his waist. The hollow, however, felt a bit uneasy. Something was bothering his Ichigo, and he wanted to know what caused his uncertainty.
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Alright! Chapter 8 is up, and in less than a week. Everyone, bow to the merciful teachers that I have. I might be able to put up chapter 9 this weekend if I have enough safe time, for my homework load is really light.
Hope the (partially mild) lemon made up for lack of it in past chapters. I'm not sure how many of you read it for that though... Oh well.
Reviews for Hyou make her go faster, remember that!
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