Yo! I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. I hope it answers some questions. Real quick. How do you feel about Mpreg? I'm thinking about it but i'm not too sure yet, ya know? But it feels right to do it with this story? I dunno. Let me know what you think. I need opinions.

Naeme: I'm glad you have so many questions. Means I'm doing my job in keeping you interested! I just hope I am able to answer them all, aaaaaahhhhh

Kaimee83: You were with me since my first fic, and I appreciate you so much. Just thank you.

Averlen: Girl thank you! I'm trying to keep Ichigo the way he acts in the Manga most of the time but still wanting him to have SOME emotions. So thank you for that!

Warnings: Honestly nothing to crazy yet, but for future purposes, Cursing, MPreg?, boyxboy lovin' so if you don't like you best get! uh...violence fo sho

Disclaimer: I don't own bleach but the story all mine.

Seriously, though. Taking a shit in public is so degrading, A cackly voice grunted as he squatted down near a tree and did his business. "How the hell do you think I feel? Having to pick up your shit in front of all these people? Especially when they don't know what I know?!" a redhead internally yelled.

Ichigo was currently at the park with his friends, the group seated under a tree away from him. He looked down at his Albino Siberian Husky, for whom was named Shiro, his eyes scrunched closed as he was finishing up his business. The redhead couldn't help but chuckle to himself at his dogs weird expression, his thoughts wondering to if he could call his Dog a dog.

Yo king! I'm done!, Ichigo was brought back from his thoughts when he heard Shiro yell. He looked down and scrunched his eyes in disgust as he bent over to pick up Shiros mess in a plastic bag, quickly scurrying over to a trashcan to throw it away. Kekeke! You look so dumb!, Shiro cackled. "You shut up!" Ichigo yelled at his dog, making some heads turn to look at him in question. He tsked to himself, not caring about the looks he was getting. "Ichigo! Why you yellin' at your dog man?" One of Ichigo's friends, Keigo, tapped him from behind. "His smug face made me angry," Ichigo decided to tell the truth, hearing Shiro continue to cackle.

"That's no reason to be mean to such a beautiful thing!" Keigo leaned down and started petting Shiro, holding his face in his hands, Shiro's golden orbs on black sclera staring at Keigo in pleasure from getting all the attention, but he suddenly felt disgusted when Keigo suddenly started making kissy faces at him and talking to him like he was a child. "Who's a cute puppy? Who's the little cutie? It's you! Yes you are! Yes you are!"

Can I maul his face off? It'd be quick and no one would care, Shiro growled, Keigo stopping his actions when he heard the strange gurgle from Shiro. "No you can't bite his face off," Ichigo chuckled out loud making Keigo instantly move back and hide behind Ichigo's leg. "I should warn you that Shiro doesn't like it when people coo at him like that," Ichigo said as he walked back to his group of friends, Shiro following right behind him. "Noted," was all Keigo said before he got up and followed after Ichigo.

Ichigo sat down beside one of his close friends in the group Tatsuki, another one of his close friends to the other side of him being Chad. Shiro walked up to Ichigo and laid his head on his lap. "Shiro really loves you," a busty hypergenic girl giggled. "Well how can he not? If it wasn't for Ichigo he'd be dead right now," a small petite girl spoke up from beside her. Ichigo chuckled at what Orihime and Rukia both said as he laid one of his hands at the base of Shiro's neck, his other hand petting his head softly knowing that's what Shiro liked. "But it's still so weird! How did you know he was underneath the bridge? Especially since back then Shiro couldn't even make a sound with all the busy cars coming through," a man with rambunctious tattoos questioned confusedly.

Ichigo chuckled nervously to his friend Renjis question, as he continued to pet Shiro, the dog falling asleep to his touches. "I just got this weird feeling,"

"Well those weird feelings happen a lot," he retorted. "Like that time you said you heard someone calling for help and then we came across a hurt bear when we went camping," Tatsuki thought from beside him. "Still didn't find the person yelling out for help but we were at least able to help the Bear after calling the rangers," she reminded everyone.

"Or that time, you figured out there was a cat in the sewers," Rukia jumped in.

"Or that time we went to the circus for the school trip and you knew what was wrong with one of the lions when it was roaring in pain," Keigo chimed in.

Ichigo continued to chuckle nervously, Shiro hearing all of this and chuckling silently to himself, a small huff in amusement leaving his nose. "I just…have a sixth sense when it comes to animals?" Ichigo spoke up nervously with a lie. The honest to god truth was that he could talk to animals. But not just any type of animal. Were-animals. Animals that can turn into humans and vise versa. That's why he was questioning on whether he could call Shiro his dog. Because technically he is a dog, but behind closed doors he is most definitely human, and one that looks like him no less. Ichigo couldn't understand why exactly he was able to do this, talk to were-animals, but what he did know is that he was able to save a lot of lives because of it, theirs and regular humans.

Ichigo has had Shiro for 5 years now, the man teaching him things about his species. One thing that stuck out is that the rules are different for different species of animals. In this case he's only had Shiro, so he only learned about weredogs. He probably doesn't know everything he needs to but the one thing that he does know, being one of the most important information he's learned, is that Were-animals can't show their true selves to just anyone. Because if that were to happen then some people dressed in black will come and take them away. Shiro explained this thoroughly when he remembered one of his friends changing in front of someone he trusted. They both thought everything would be fine but then a few weeks after, Shiro explained that when they were asleep in their room, he watched as two men in black came into their room and took his friend.

He tried to help him but he yelled at Shiro to run, and the boy, regrettably, did as he was told. He hasn't seen his friend or his owner since. Another thing Ichigo learned is that they can switch between human and animal form anytime they want, some are just more comfortable in one of their skins so they stay that way until they have a reason to change.

When Ichigo learned all this, he had two questions for him. The first one being how exactly did were-animals originate, and the second being, has he ever come across a white Panther with blue eyes, withholding his name until he got an answer.

Shiro answered the first one by saying he heard from his used to be pack that it originated as a curse. He couldn't explain how the cursed worked or why it happened since there were so many different stories on that information but what he did know is that it started in the feline group and made its way towards the other animals. There only being maybe twenty to thirty of the were-animals in all of the actual species. More in the bunnies for one particular reason. And how he answered the second question made Ichigo worry for many different reasons.

Shiro had explained that Werepanthers were very rare due to the fact that their colony was basically wiped out when one of their own betrayed them when he was promised a better life. So since then, the only Werepanther alive is probably the one who betrayed them all, all the other panthers being normal ones unless they have decided to breed with another. One of the reasons Ichigo was so distraught with that information is because if all of that was true then does that mean that Grimmjow was the one who betrayed his colony? His family?

Ichigo was brought back to the world of the living when he heard Orihime, the hypergenic girl talk again. "Regardless though, many animal lives were saved because of you and I think you deserve a trophy!"

Everyone laughed along with her as they agreed on that. Shiro opened his eyes and stared into caring caramel ones. "That's okay, I got a good trophy right here," Ichigo chuckled to himself. With no warning Shiro got up and attacked Ichigo, making the fire boy fall back as he licked at his face in affection.

Damn, King! You gonna make me cry if you say some shit like that!, Shiro yelled but it came out as a whine to everyone else. Ichigo just laughed and everyone joined in, saying little remarks on how that was corny, or how Shiro totally understood what he said and all Ichigo could think was "Man, if they only knew,"

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Time passed, the time about to hit six in the evening, and Ichigo deemed it was time for him to get home since he had school in the morning. All of them being in college, and in different ones to boot. The only ones who went to school with Ichigo was Chad and another one of his friends named Shinji. So, he told Chad he'd see him tomorrow and told the others he'll catch up with them later and headed home with Shiro.

Once Ichigo unlocked the door to his house, Shiro ran in and Ichigo watched as the fur on his body slowly started to disappear as the man grew taller when his stood up on his two back feet. His albino arms lifting so that he can stretch, cracks resonating in the small doorway. Ichigo closed the door before Shiro started transforming, not wanting any unwanted eyes peeking into his home. "Fuck! It feels so good to be me again!" Shiro hummed as he continued to stretch. "Technically you were you," Ichigo laughed as he walked towards the Kitchen. Shiro grabbed a shirt that was placed on a pile of clothes for him for whenever he came back home as a dog and put it on. "Ya know what I meant!" Shiro grabbed the set of boxers and slipped it on, a pair of shorts going on after.

"As much as I love the attention, there is only so much I can take as a dog," Shiro walked over to the couch and fell back into it, grabbing the remote and turning on the tv. "Must be hard being a dog," Ichigo yelled from the kitchen with sarcasm. "You don't even know!" He stopped flipping through the channels when he saw there was a dog show on. "People treating us like we're idiots. If only they knew," Shiro growled. Ichigo tapped his head, showing him the cup of water he had in his hand. "I'm sure if you really wanted to you could kill anyone you wanted. But you won't, because you made me a promise that you wouldn't," Shiro huffed and grabbed the cup of water after listening to Ichigo. "With the exception of the kid who threw me over that goddam bridge," Shiro growled angrily as he drank the water, not realizing how thirsty he was.

Ichigo sighed and petted Shiro's head, the man leaning into his loving touches. "As much as I hate it, he is the only exception. How can someone just do that…to a puppy no less. You were only about 6 months old…I can't forgive them for doing that to you," Ichigo wrapped his arms around Shiros neck. "You really saved me King. I don't say this enough but I'm really lucky to have you. After all the shit I've went through, you're the safest I've ever been," Shiro spoke quietly. "I understand. I was at a place of loss for a really long time, too…" Ichigo sighed as he hid his face in the crook of Shiro's neck, the albinos hand coming up to slide his fingers through Ichigo's hair. "Yea?"

"Yea…but that's a story for a later date…I'm still not ready to talk about it," He said as he removed himself from Shiro. "That's fine," Shiro smiled. "When you're not being a total mess, you're actually kind of cute," Ichigo grunted. "The fuck does that mean?! Way to ruin the moment!" Shiro huffed as Ichigo went back to the kitchen, thinking that he should make them something to eat now.

"Yea yea! Now go take a shower! You stink! And don't give me that "Dogs only have to be bathed twice or three times a year" bullshit. You're a human too so you have no excuse!" Ichigo yelled from inside the fridge as he pulled out some ribs. "Fuck! Fine! But I'm using your Shampoo!" Ichigo heard him stomp upstairs. "Shiro Kurosaki! If you so much as touch my shampoo I will castrate you! You're the reason I had to buy a new bottle! And they don't make that brand just anywhere!" Ichigo ran towards the archway and looked up towards the stairs as he watched Shiro leave his room with a towel in hand.

"Yea right! You ain't gonna do shit!" was the last thing Shiro said with a smirk before walking into the bathroom. Ichigo sighed to himself and wondered where exactly did he go wrong in raising Shiro. Did he pamper him too much? Did he half assed threatened him too much? Where?

The red head turned back towards the kitchen and thought of ways to make Shiro suffer for being such a little shit.

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Shiro was grudgingly biting on his now boneless ribs because Ichigo removed the bones from the pieces of meat, Ichigo being reminded that Shiro was still a dog and there were easy ways to get back at him without trying so hard, one of those ways being not to give him his bones. Shiro accepted his fate, angrily of course.

"Orihime?" Ichigo bit into his ribs, looking up at Shiro questioningly. "What about her?"

"She likes you. I can smell it on her," Shiro said as a matter of factly. "You can smell it on her," Ichigo repeated a bit skeptically. "Yea. Remember that Alpha, Beta, Omega thing I explained to you before?"

"That terrible mess," Ichigo grunted in annoyance. "Yea, well, if she were an animal in the feline or canine world she would definitely be considered an Omega. And that means I can smell her emotions because I'm an omega too," Shiro explained. "And the girl likes ya," Shiro ended.

"I see…Well I don't know what to feel for her. She's a good friend. Honestly, now that I think about it I've never really felt anything for anyone," Ichigo pondered on his realization.

"Hm, it's probs cause a that mark ya have," Shiro answered like it was nothing, continuing to eat his ribs slowly so that it will last. "Mark? What mark?" Ichigo asked confusedly. Shiro looked up at him and squinted at him in disbelief. "The one in the junction between your neck and shoulder? There might not be a physical bite mark, but that scar let's everyone like me know that you belong to your fated," Shiro sighed his answer at the red head in front of him, wondering if he ever really talked about this.

"Fated?"

"Yea. Fated. It's like…uh…the red string of fate. Everyone's connected to someone. With the felines and canines, when we have a fated, we bite them on a certain part of their body to show that we made a connection. And once that connection is made, the one who was bitten only reacts to said fated vise versa. So that's probs why you don't react to anyone," He finished his explanation with a shrug like it was normal.

Ichigo continued to look at him, the information running around in his head then after a few more seconds it finally set in.

"WHAT?!" Shiro jumped at the sudden outburst. "I was a fucking kid!"

"Doesn't matter how old you are. A fated is a fated. And since we grow pretty fast it's likely our fated hasn't even been born yet half of the time. So whoever you got that bite mark from knew what they were doing. I would probably be able to find them for you if the scent was a bit stronger but since they haven't made contact with you since you got it, the scent is slowly becoming weaker." Shiro frowned when he noticed he was done eating. "But don't worry, it never really goes away, it just means that your Alpha has to renew it. In all honesty I was kind of upset that you were already taken. If they didn't mark you I totally would have made you mine. But I guess that just means we aren't fated in that way," Shiro looked up at the blushing mess in front of him with a small chuckle.

"But! But I'm human! And a Guy! Does that mean I'll turn into one of you?! He told me I wouldn't!" Ichigo screeched as he grabbed at his scar where he was bit, standing up in the process. "Calm down, King. You're not going to turn into us. One thing about fated in Ware-animal terms is that it can be with one of three," Shiro started explaining as he held up three fingers, Ichigo plopping back down on his seat, waiting for the rest of Shiro's explanation. "One, it can either be another ware-animal. Two, it can be said animal. Or three…It can be a regular human being. There's only one fated for our life time. Nothing really bad happens if they don't get with their fated, but I've heard that a fate's love is better than regular love," Shiro shrugged the last part. "Plus, in non fated relationships you don't have to really claim them since it was a choice for them to get together. But they could if they wanted to," the albino added the last part as an afterthought.

"And whether you're a guy or a girl doesn't matter to us. Love is love," Shiro shrugged. I think I'll hold some information back for now…, the albino thought to himself.

Ichigo stayed silent once again, closing his eyes as he tried to retain the information given to him. "So then… How do you know when they're your fated?" Ichigo asked as he rubbed at his scar when it started to tingle. "Like I said before, the one who bit you must have known what they were doing. He was a Were-animal so it was probably easier for him to tell these things. You being a human, you can't really pick up on the whole "They are the one for me" mind set. When they saw you they probably already knew who you were, hence leaving the bite mark. He wanted to make sure no one else had you," Shiro explained, making Ichigo remember the time when he was hiding near the hay stacks, everything Shiro said making things clear now.

He looked in my direction because he knew I was there. He felt me being there…, Ichigo thought to himself.

"I guess…That explains things…" Ichigo sighed as he pushed his plate towards Shiro who perked up when he saw that Ichigo was giving him the rest of his food. "But it must have been quite an experience for you to be bit when you were a kid," Ichigo chuckled at that. "He was in a circus. I wanted to set him free, but he said he'd kill everyone if I did. So, we compromised," Ichigo explained. "He wanted to keep up his street cred, so he told me he'd bite. And I let him do it because I wanted him to promise me he wouldn't kill anyone," Ichigo hummed.

"But thinking now, I guess that was just an excuse huh?"

"A huge one," Shiro finished eating his food and took the plates, putting them in the sink. He sniffed the air and quickly turned to Ichigo. "You're sad. What's wrong?"

"Don't smell my emotions. God, that means all those times you were so attentive to me was because you already knew how I was feeling. Why didn't you tell me before?" Ichigo grunted. "I thought it'd freak you out," Shiro sat back in his chair as he stared at Ichigo. "Plus, it's hard not to be attentive to you, I feel like if I wasn't here you would kill yourself half the times. And I know your family wouldn't like that….I wouldn't like that," Shiro said the last part silently, but Ichigo heard.

Said man let out a sigh, "Don't worry, I won't," Ichigo reassured with a smile. "But what's bothering you?"

"Just thinking of my so called fated and where he is right now. It's been 15 years since then. Just wondering if he forgot about me, or maybe died or something. He looked like the type who would get himself into danger on purpose," Ichigo chuckled. "He's still alive. If he died, you'd be hurting bad. Like excruciating pain bad. It will physically feel like your heart is being ripped to shreds. The curse sadly also affects their fated," Shiro began. "So…," Ichigo began slowly. "What you're saying is when he dies…I die," Ichigo squinted at Shiro. "Yea. If he didn't put that mark on you, you would have been fine, but since it's there…." Shiro assumed Ichigo figured out the rest.

"So I guess the bastard's still alive,"

"But I'm curious. What animal was it? You said circus so Lion? Tiger? A Seal?" Shiro asked the last one skeptically with a small chuckle, Ichigo joining in at how ridiculous that sounds. Ichigo pondered for a second if he should tell Shiro. He could lie, but he knew the dog would just sniff him out. He sighed and looked up and stared in Shiro's golden orbs.

"It was a Panther…A white one," Ichigo finalized. He watched as Shiro stayed indifferent for a minute, his eyes suddenly squinting in suspicion and confusion then widening in shock and fear. The albino quickly got up from his seat and yelled,

"WHAT?!"

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Ya'll like my cliffhanger? I don't think I've ever done a cliff hanger but I felt like torturing you guys, tee hee.

Anyway what did you think? Please tell me I need to know. I hope you liked it though c':

Until next time!

Ciaosu~~