SHIT! ((EDIT)): I accidentally put up the wrong document before. SORRY! This is the corrected one!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'd like to thank the wonderful Oneiric Desideria for becoming my beta!
WARNING: Yaoi (BoyxBoy, gay sex), Incest in future chapters (there won't be quite as much as there is in that Doujinshi I mentioned, but still expect a little bit of it), gore, and so on and so forth.
CAUTION: This story contains information about a few chemical reactions—nothing you can't just look up on Youtube, honestly—But I still want to remind you that this is a Fanfiction and I caution you not to try anything you read on here. Okeedokee, thanks~
BETA'D by Oneiric Desideria
Star Brothers
Chapter15: This Isn't a Movie!
Mugetsu – 21 years old
Shirosaki – 18 years old
Getsuga – 18 years old
Kon – 15 years old
Ichigo – 15 years old
Ryuken hummed in amusement with a single elegant brow raised.
"Ah… I see. Well then, you better hurry up. Yoruichi is already running around the building looking for them." He said in his chilling voice. He was both calm and composed as he watched the guards shift the teens around in their arms.
'W-what…?' Getsuga thought to himself.
He knew that he always had a knack for disappointing his father, but he never would've guessed that Ryuken would just let him get taken away. The man who'd cared for him (despite the explosions and chaos), and fed him, and tucked him in when he was younger…
That same man was just standing there, watching as they were carried away!
Getsuga carefully lifted his gaze until his hot, rage-filled eyes locked with cool grey ones, a blazing intensity glowing within. It simmered down to a soft boil, however, when he saw Ryuken raise a fist and lightly tap his thumb against his bottom lip.
Since Getsuga didn't like speaking, Ryuken had gone out and learned some sign language so he could teach it to his silent ward.
The sign he just used meant 'secret'.
Getsuga felt his brows scrunch in confusion, but he didn't say a word as he watched Ryuken actually smile towards him before disappearing.
'What the fuck is going on…?'
Getsuga carefully lifted his head and peered passed bright orange bangs until he could see the other guard to his right. In his arms was Ichigo, who was beginning to squirm relentlessly. It seemed the drugs were already beginning to wear off for him.
Mayuri noticed this and quickly stuck another needle into the poor teen's neck, making him succumb to unconsciousness once more.
The same thing happened at least three more times on the way to the lab, each dose wearing off faster than the last, even if Mayuri stuck him with two at a time.
"Isn't that dangerous? What if he ODs?" Guenael finally spoke up when Mayuri seemed to be getting frustrated.
"He can't OD if the drug doesn't even stay in his fucking system." Mayuri hissed, keeping a close eye on Ichigo.
"How's that possible? I thought you told me your tranquilizers could knock out elephants for a whole day."
"It's probably one of his abilities. Each of the brats should have one." Getsuga's mind whirled at that revelation. It would explain his and Shiro's strange gifts… But the others had one as well? "You know… This kid might actually be the one that has the power that they need." It was silent as Mayuri observed the orangette carefully. "Of course, I won't know for sure until I've finished my experiments."
"We still have to find the eldest… I believe his name was Mugetsu."
Mayuri waved him off as he paused at one of the large double doors and opened them. "We won't even need him if my theory is correct. Bring that one over to the table and then lock the rest in one of the cages over there."
Getsuga tried not to make a sound as he, Shiro, and Kon were unceremoniously thrown into a cage.
A literal cage, with thick, metal bars trapping them within.
He could tell it was usually used for large animals because of the smell and the fact that some of the smaller cages to his right held live creatures within them. Most of them were small chimps or monkeys, while the rest were unidentifiable.
They looked like fusions of different animals meshed together in grotesque new forms.
None of the creatures made a peep at the commotion going on around them. They just looked defeated and tired—as if they'd lost hope a long time ago.
It was horrible.
Getsuga quickly closed his eyes and feigned sleep when he heard footsteps coming towards them.
"I guess I'll step out for a bit while you do this… How long will it take?" Came Guenael's gritty baritone.
"A few days, maybe a week—give or take."
"A WEEK!?" The short man spun on his heel so he could scowl at his comrade.
"Is that a problem?" Mayuri glanced up with a deadpan expression before returning to his subject of interest; Ichigo lay quietly on the long metal table, his body limp, his breathing calm and even.
"I guess not… Just make it fast and call me as soon as you're finished. I'll make sure Yoruichi doesn't come by." With that said, Guenael quickly made his exit, gesturing for the guards to follow him on his way out.
Once the doors were closed and locked, Mayuri sniffed and huffed under his breath, "You do that, you moronic little twit."
His attention reeled back to Ichigo when the teen started shifting and groaning. Mayuri made quick work of the straps at each corner of the table, wrapping them around Ichigo's wrists and ankles.
It took a minute for Ichigo to finally regain full consciousness, and once he did, he started to panic. His wide brown eyes frantically took in the unfamiliar surroundings and he tugged at the restraints around his wrists. His breathing came out in quick, little bursts as he thrashed against the table violently.
"Now, now… Hold still~ Or I'll have to give you more drugs…" Mayuri's sadistic grin nearly split his face in two.
After a second of panicking, Ichigo suddenly shut down—as if he grabbed all of his emotions and packed them away into a small box, never to be seen again.
"That's better…" Mayuri hummed as he started gathering a pile of strange tools. "Well then. Where to begin~?"
Just then, loud chirping engulfed the large room, making the animals jump and squeak in surprise. Getsuga recognized the sound as Ichigo's cell phone.
While Mayuri was distracted, yelling at the animals, Getsuga shifted until he was lying beside the door to the cage. He dug out another bobby-pin from the depths of his hair and began picking at the lock, making sure to be especially quiet since the animals were starting to calm down.
He retreated to his previous position when he saw Mayuri swing around to check on the three supposedly unconscious teens. Getsuga opened his eyes just enough to watch Mayuri as he stared at them for a few more seconds before returning his gaze to the table.
Getsuga tensed when he saw Mayuri reach for Ichigo's pants, but he relaxed a little when he realized the creepy scientist was just digging out the cell phone, which was still ringing. Once he had the phone, he ripped out the battery and then threw the device across the room, completely indifferent to whatever happened to it.
Ichigo's face remained passive through the whole scene and he didn't move an inch when Mayuri pulled out a rather large looking syringe.
Getsuga quickly returned to his own task of picking the lock, but he was once again forced to return to his unconscious act when the door swung open.
Peeking through his lashes, he could see his father as he strode into the room, an air of royalty about him as he made his way to the surprised scientist.
"Oh! It's just you… I thought you were heading back to the hospital."
Ryuken closed and locked the door behind himself before making his way towards the table.
Ichigo narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the man he'd thought he could trust, but he didn't say a thing about it—to Getsuga's relief.
He wanted to know what his father was planning.
Ryuken hummed as he switched his gaze from Ichigo's narrowed orbs to Mayuri's beady ones which sparked with excitement.
"I heard you were starting an experiment, so I decided to come and observe."
Mayuri eyed him quietly with a raised brow but then eventually shrugged. "Suit yourself. Just don't get in the way."
Ichigo closed his eyes and braced himself when he saw the empty needle coming closer and closer to his arm, but his eyes snapped open when he heard a strange noise come from the far side of the room. He strained his neck to look back and he nearly cried in relief when he saw his brothers. Although they were locked away, he was just glad to see them and know they were still okay.
Getsuga gritted his teeth and forced down the irritated sigh when he heard Kon gasp and snap up into a sitting position.
'Please don't say anything, please don't say anything, please—' Getsuga chanted inside his head, but it was useless.
As soon as Kon got a good look around and realized what was going on, he jumped towards the bars and pressed his face against them.
"Hey! What the hell! Get away from Ichigo! Dr. Ishida, what are you doing?! I thought you were family!"
Mayuri blinked a few times before everything the enraged teen shouted sunk in. He instantly snarled and jumped back while grabbing one of his sharp, surgical knives. He pointed it towards Ryuken as his eyes narrowed accusingly.
"'Family'!? I always knew there was something fishy about you! You adopted one of these brats, didn't you!?" He demanded and when Ryuken remained silent, the answer became obvious. "Ha! Traitor! Just wait until I tell—" Before he could let a name spill from his lips, Ryuken lunged forward.
Mayuri swiped with the knife, just barely grazing it against the man's once perfect cheekbone. A few drops of blood splattered and caught in Ryuken's eye, but that didn't stop him. He kept moving forward until he could tackle Mayuri to the ground.
The knife went flying out of Mayuri's grasp, and the needle in his other hand was also knocked away.
Ryuken struggled to hold the growling scientist down against the tiled floor.
Getsuga, no longer feeling he had to 'play dead' anymore, quickly pushed Kon out of the way so he could reach the lock. He frantically twisted the pin around inside the mechanism, fumbling a few times at the odd angle. After a minute or two he finally got the lock picked and swung the cage door open.
He jumped to help his father while Kon ran to untie Ichigo.
Before Getsuga could get close enough to help, Mayuri was finally able to throw Ryuken off of himself. It wasn't very far, but it was enough for the scientist to scramble to one of the desks and reach behind it.
Ryuken cursed under his breath when a loud hisssss came from the exit. It wasn't visible, but he knew that sound could only mean the backup locks had been triggered: multiple bars sliding between the cracks, merging the large double doors together.
Ryuken snarled in annoyance and went to attack the man, but as soon as he moved to stand up, his legs buckled beneath him. They suddenly felt numb and lifeless. He grabbed at his knees as they hit the floor, but he never felt the impact.
"You fucker!" Ryuken spat, making Getsuga jump and stare at him with wide eyes. He'd never heard the man curse.
Ever.
Not even when he'd gotten the news about Getsuga throwing acid all over his bully from middle school—the one that picked on him because of his eyes.
Mayuri cackled like the crazed scientist he resembled as he slowly dragged himself to his feet. He gestured towards the surgical knife while letting out another laugh at Ryuken's expense.
"What do you think of my new paralysis toxin? I coated the blade with it~" Mayuri explained as he brushed the dirt from his coat. "It only targets the limbs. First your legs—then your arms. It makes my specimen more… willing." He let a sly smirk slip across his face before it dropped to a frown at the scoff he received.
"You're a psychopath." Kon accused as he helped Ichigo from the table, making sure the teen could support himself before taking a step back.
Mayuri hummed as he tapped his chin and the smirk returned after a while. "Where's the fun in being a genius if you're not a little crazy, eh?"
"Fuck you!" Ichigo spat, rage spilling from his lips and burning in his eyes.
That alone made the scientist finally shut up, although he narrowed his eyes in distaste when the teen practically growled at him. Ichigo glared for a moment longer before quickly turning so he could make his way towards the cage where Shirosaki still lay motionless. There was a slight limp to his movements, making Getsuga wonder if he was really alright, but Ichigo ignored it as he settled down beside his white-haired brother.
He gently grasped the male's pale face between his warm fingers and leaned over to whisper his name urgently, but nothing happened. He pressed his thumbs to high cheekbones and said his name once more but louder this time.
Nothing.
Ichigo panicked and found himself shaking limp shoulders but Shiro still wouldn't budge.
"Well at least my tranquilizers worked on one of you…" Mayuri grumbled, earning him multiple glares.
He didn't even have time to blink before he found a powerful leg buried deep into his gut. The kick sent him flying back into the wall, head colliding with the hard concrete. He wasn't even conscious by the time he crumbled to the floor.
Kon huffed out a breath before calming down and turning to see the surprised stares directed at him.
"What…? No one messes with my brothers!" He scratched the back of his head as an embarrassed flush spread across his cheeks. "Even if it is—ya know… Shiro."
Ichigo shook his head with an amused smirk before turning his attention towards Ryuken.
"You okay, Dr. Ishida?"
The light-haired man grunted as he pushed himself to a sitting position. He narrowed his eyes at his feet, which were lain out before him, and it looked like he was concentrating hard for a moment before gasping in pain. "It's no good… I can't feel my legs. And my arms are starting to tingle. Soon I won't be able to move around…" Getsuga quickly knelt at his side, ready to support him if he needed it, but Ryuken just shook his head and pushed the teen away. "Don't worry about me. Get your brothers as far away from here as you can. Take them to Aizen's—You all will be safe there."
Getsuga looked like he was about to obey, but he hesitated. He hovered by his father figure for an agonizingly long minute, conflicting emotions splaying across his face. He leaned forward as if he wanted to hug the man but then he backed away at the last second.
Ryuken sighed before reaching out with a shaky hand to pull his ward the rest of the way forward. He hugged the boy with what little strength he had left.
"I'm sorry for everything Getsuga… When I get out of here, I promise I'll explain everything to you. Man to man."
Said teen felt so many emotions well up all at once, but he pushed them aside so he could nod in understanding and set to work on getting his brothers out of here.
As long as Ryuken intended to make it out, then he could trust the man to keep his word. Getsuga didn't have to worry about never seeing his foster father again.
Ichigo shuffled over a bit as Kon plopped down beside him. His twin seemed to revert to his old self when he realized their situation and he leaned against Ichigo for comfort.
The younger twin smiled a little and wrapped an arm around Kon while reaching out to hold Shiro's limp hand. He knew his brother wasn't aware of anything right now and wouldn't be able to hold his hand back, but it was reassuring nonetheless.
"How do we get out of here?" he asked, making Getsuga jump to his feet and walk around the room. His gold on black eyes carefully scanned each item that was strewn around the room; random bottles filled with questionable liquid lined the shelves and cabinets, and suspicious metal tools lay across the desks, displaying pointed edges and sharp blades.
The brothers watched silently as Getsuga snatched up a few of the bottles before making his way towards the door.
All the occupants flinched and Getsuga nearly dropped the glass bottles in surprise when the doorknobs started rattling and shaking. They all remained silent and Kon clung to Ichigo in fear when a loud bang echoed through the thick metal.
"Shit!" A feminine voice cursed, making Kon blink and jump to his feet, practically dragging Ichigo with him.
They heard whoever it was shuffle around a bit before it sounded like they were walking away.
Kon quickly threw himself at the door and shouted in a choked sob, "MA!?"
The footsteps paused and then came running back to the door. "KON!? My baby! Is that you!?"
"Yeah, ma! Thank God!" Kon gasped, practically hugging the door in relief. "Get me outta hereee!" he whined.
"Don't worry, sweetie! Momma's here!" Yoruichi shouted through the door; she tried to sound soothing but there wasn't much else she could do besides ram against the door and rattle the locked handles.
Getsuga rolled his eyes and set the bottles down beside the door before digging through the cabinets.
It took him a minute, but he eventually found what he was looking for, and his brothers gave him a curious look when he pulled out some goggles and surgical masks. He threw two of each to Ichigo, who caught them and looked up quizzically.
Getsuga sighed in exasperation before gesturing for him to put it on while also pointing towards Shirosaki. He knew the chances of Shirosaki waking up were slim, but it was better safe than sorry. The chemicals he was about to use were known to create a gas that was considered lethal if you breathed in too much.
Of course it wouldn't affect him, but he wouldn't take any chances with his family. As an afterthought, Getsuga looked towards the animals that were locked away in their cages. He felt bad for them and he was tempted to set them free, but he already knew that there was no place for them to run to… They would just be captured again and taken who knows where.
There weren't enough masks for all of them and he tried looking for a blanket or anything to cover the cages, but there was nothing…
Hopefully this would take them out of their misery.
Getsuga passed a goggle and mask to Kon, who placed them on his face without question, before he finally turned to Ryuken.
The man was lying flat on his back now, no longer able to support himself with his numb arms, so Getsuga knelt down and placed the items on his face for him, being careful not to get his silky white locks tangled with the goggles' straps.
Ryuken just gazed up at his foster son before closing his eyes and accepting his fate.
Getsuga tapped Kon's shoulder to get his attention and gestured towards the door towards the woman hiding behind it and then made a 'shoo'ing motion.
Kon didn't seem to understand what he was trying to say until Getsuga repeated the gestures.
"Ma! Step away from the door!"
"Uhmmm… Okay." She replied.
"And cover your face with something!" he added as an afterthought—not quite sure what his brother was up to.
Getsuga nodded in appreciation before returning to the bottles. One was labeled Nitric Acid (Concentrate) and the other was Hydrochloric Acid (Concentrate). He checked to make sure everyone had the masks and goggles on before tipping one of the bottles over, pouring its contents into the other bottle slowly, almost lovingly.
Ichigo could've sworn he heard him snickering under his breath before swirling the mixture together. It didn't take long for a reaction to occur. Toxic fumes hissed from the bottle and a light layer of bubbles began to form atop the liquid.
Getsuga quickly reached up and poured the concoction over the metal hinges of the door.
It didn't even take a minute for the acid to eat away at the metal. It was both amazing and slightly terrifying to watch.
Once the liquid had melted all the way through each hinge, Getsuga stepped away and waved his hand at Kon. Once he had the teen's attention, he bowed and motioned towards the door with a smirk.
Kon blinked and then grinned behind his mask.
"Don't mind if I do~!"
The smaller orangette lifted one powerful leg and connected his foot against the metal door with a solid BANG!
The whole thing teetered and then went crashing to the floor, revealing Yoruichi, who had her face buried in her shirt. She flinched at the loud noise but then you could see her whole body sag in relief when Kon hugged her. She popped her head out of the shirt and nuzzled the teen's bright hair.
"I was so worried about you!" Yoruichi practically sniffled as tears welled in her eyes.
Ichigo felt a pang of envy twist his gut, thinking back to when Jackie had held him like that and when Ginjou used to talk in that voice… but he shook his head and brushed it away. Now wasn't the time to reminisce.
He carefully wrapped one of Shiro's arms over his shoulder and tried to stand up with the teen, but he was struggling. His brother was taller than him and packed full of muscle, so he had expected the older teen to be heavy.
On normal conditions, he would have been able to handle it—but he still felt a little woozy from all the drugs that had been pumped through his system.
Thankfully, Getsuga noticed and quickly jumped to Ichigo's aide, taking over Shiro's other side and removing some of the weight from the orangette.
"Thanks…" Ichigo said and they started making their way towards the exit.
"Ryuken. What happened?" Yoruichi said as she moved to the man's side.
Ryuken peeked an eye open before sighing and closing it once more. It looked like he didn't even have the energy to talk anymore, so Kon answered for him.
"That creepy scientist over there—" He gestured towards Mayuri's unconscious body. "Cut him with a poisoned knife and now he's paralyzed. He told us to get out and run to Shirosaki's dad's place. I believe his name was Aizen."
Yoruichi nodded before sitting down beside the fallen man.
"He's right. That'll be the safest place for you boys. I'll stay here and watch over him until he's able to move again." She explained, making Kon blanch.
"But Ma—"
"No buts…." Yoruichi interrupted with a crooked smile. "Here. Take this and remember what I taught you, Kon. Don't let anybody stop you." She reached for her hip and pulled out the semi-automatic pistol from its holster.
Kon huffed and hesitated before steeling himself and grabbing the gun.
"You sure you'll be okay?" He asked, sounding more mature than he had all day. When she nodded her affirmative, he gave her a small salute and handed her his goggles and mask before turning on his heel to lead the way outside.
Once they were at a safe distance, Ichigo pulled his own mask and goggles away before doing the same for Shiro. He threw the equipment to the ground before concentrating on dragging his brother's limp body forward with Getsuga's help.
Kon held the weapon in both hands but kept it pointed down towards the ground and off to the side as he jogged forward. He paused at each doorway and hall so he could peer around and make sure the coast was clear before waiting for his brothers to catch up and then running forward once more.
"It's like he's a different person now…" Ichigo whispered to Getsuga, who raised a brow but then smirked and nodded in agreement.
Kon definitely seemed to have grown, even if it wasn't clearly noticeable at first. He was still himself, of course, but if only Shirosaki could see how brave he was being now…
All three of them paused when they heard loud, clomping footsteps coming towards them.
Kon quickly ushered them into a closet he found and shut the door silently behind him. They huddled in the darkness, barely daring to breath—each brother having their own little flashbacks to that time eleven years ago when they hid in their parent's closet… But it was short lived and they snapped out of it when the footsteps drew closer.
"You don't think she came all the way here already, do you?" an unidentified voice said, followed by an annoyed grunt.
"I wouldn't be surprised… This is Yoruichi we're talking about. C'mon, let's get back to the lab." That was Guenael's voice.
The footsteps faded away and they waited a good minute before finally opening the door.
"Let's get outta here…" Kon whispered urgently.
Mugetsu pushed away the long strands of black hair that hung in his face before glancing up at his silent guardian.
Zangetsu hadn't said a word since Ryuken and Yoruichi left. He almost seemed lost in thought, and Mugetsu didn't have the heart to break him out of it, but it was getting late, and he needed to know if his brothers were alright.
"Pop…" He said softly, but it wasn't enough to get his attention, so Mugetsu cleared his throat before saying in a firm voice, "Zangetsu."
That snapped him out of it and he nearly jumped in surprise.
"Yes, boy? What is it?" He almost sounded peeved, but Mugetsu was used to his gruff speech by now.
"I think we should start heading out. I feel better now, so there's no need to stay."
Zangetsu raised a brow and appraised his ward for a while before eventually nodding his head.
"Right… Let's get you checked out then."
Mugetsu beamed at the man and immediately turned and hopped off the bed. He still had his clothes on, the only thing missing were his shoes, which had been placed by the door. It only took him a minute or two to get ready and check his pockets to make sure he had his phone, his wallet, and his keys to his…
Ah, shit.
"My car's still at the school," he grumbled with a small pout, making Zangetsu smirk.
"We'll go pick it up first before heading to Aizen's then."
Mugetsu perked up at that. "Aizen… He's Shiro's dad, right?"
Zangetsu nodded.
"Okay… We're gonna go check on my brothers before we leave though… Right?" He prodded as they walked down the empty halls.
Zangetsu merely shrugged.
Once they made it to the main waiting room, Mugetsu quickly shuffled his way to the receptionist. She was young with thick waves of long black hair. Her feet were propped up on her desk and she fiddling with her cell phone in her lap. Judging by the annoyed grunts, she was playing some silly mobile game.
"Excuse me, miss… uhm… Bambietta." Mugetsu read her nametag and smiled politely, trying to get her attention.
"Sorry, one sec," she grumbled as she swiped her thumbs across her screen quickly.
Three seconds later and she let out an annoyed huff before tossing her phone on the table.
She must've lost.
Mugetsu raised a brow and frowned until she finally looked up at him and the deep blush that spread across her face made him smile.
He always seemed to have this sort of effect on women.
Too bad he didn't swing that way though.
"I'm so sorry about that! What can I do for you, handsome?" Bambietta said flirtatiously, leaning over the counter to smile and bat her long lashes at him.
"I'm here to check out." Mugetsu said, getting straight to the point and, hopefully, letting her know that he wasn't interested.
She seemed to take the hint and sighed before collapsing back into her chair.
"Yeahhh, okay. What's your name?" She got her fingers ready to start typing while waiting for his reply, manicured nails scratching at the keyboard impatiently.
"Mugetsu Kurosaki."
She smirked before setting to work on entering his name. "Ahhh~ So you're Mugetsu. Your brothers are pretty cute."
Mugetsu couldn't help the huge smile that spread across his face and the woman made the mistake of looking up to see it. Her face nearly exploded as the blush took over completely.
"They sure are. So you saw them leave?"
"Uhm… Y-yeah. They went towards the parking lot, but I thought I saw them go to Building C… Not that they could get in—you need a pass. But yeah. Whatever. Here's a copy of your paperwork, and I—well we—I mean the hospital—hopes you get better, Mr. Kurosaki." She waited until the papers finished printing before handing them over and returning to her phone—practically hiding behind it as she waited for him to leave.
Mugetsu hummed in amusement before leaving the poor blushing woman alone.
He met Zangetsu at the entrance and then gestured towards the building the woman had mentioned.
"Apparently they went in there. Yoruichi was sent to that same building, so I'm not surprised. Let's see if we can get in," Mugetsu explained as he led the way.
Zangetsu remained silent as he followed.
When they got to the door, Mugetsu immediately reached out and tried to tug it open, but it wouldn't budge. He pushed on it, but it still wouldn't move.
"Huh… Well she did say you needed a pass…" He looked to his right and saw the box where one would have to swipe said pass. "How the hell did they—"
Mugetsu's little rant got cut off when the door suddenly opened and four familiar bodies barreled into him.
He tripped back and they all went toppling to the ground. This would be the second dogpile he'd been caught up in just that day.
He looked up and smiled when he saw all four of his younger brothers, but it faded when he saw the panicked look on their faces.
"What's going on?" he demanded when they all scrambled to their feet. That's when he noticed Shirosaki's eyes weren't open and he didn't seem to be conscious. Next he saw the glint of metal and he turned to see Kon holding a gun, making his eyes nearly bug out of his head.
"No time to explain." Ichigo gasped, looking out of breath as he and Getsuga pulled Shirosaki up into their arms. "We have to get to Aizen' ."
Mugetsu turned to Zangetsu, who didn't seem all that surprised by what was going on. He just turned and led the way to his car, but as they got closer, they realized a little itsy bitsy problem...
The car was a 1993 Nissan Sentra…
Meaning, it only had two doors and very limited space in the back.
There was no way six people would fit.
Unless…
Kon seemed to have the same idea, because a huge smirk spread across his lips and he turned a playful gaze to Shirosaki.
"Think he'll be mad if we put 'im in the trunk?"
Ichigo bristled at the idea and glared daggers at his twin.
"No way! We're not putting him in the trunk! What if he wakes up on the way! He'll get scared and think he's getting kidnapped or something!"
Zangetsu tapped his chin in thought before finally turning to Mugetsu. He held out his keys and waited for his charge to grab them before speaking. "You can take the car. I'll stay here and have Tensa take me to the school so I can get your car… Give me your keys and your phone—I'll put Aizen's address in your GPS."
Mugetsu obeyed immediately, quickly fishing out his own keys as well as his phone.
"Thanks Pop." Mugetsu said with a grin once Zangetsu finished typing into his phone.
He unlocked the car and was just about to open the door but he froze when he looked up and saw a group of people dressed in dark clothes running towards them. They were coming from all angles and it made him nervous.
"Shit." Zangetsu cursed as he and the others noticed as well.
Kon instantly threw his arms up, holding the gun firmly between his fingers. He swung in place, showing off the weapon and making the mysterious people slow to a cautious stop.
Zangetsu took this as his chance to quickly push Mugetsu into the car before turning to help Ichigo and Getsuga settle Shirosaki in the backseat. Ichigo took the middle seat, pressing up against his unconscious brother and Getsuga slunk in next. Zangetsu pushed the passenger's seat back into place before ushering Kon inside as well, making him tuck the gun to his chest.
As soon as the threat of the weapon had gone, the people in black started forward once more, determination set on their faces as they tried to stop the brothers from leaving.
Mugetsu quickly rolled his window down so he could scream to Zangetsu.
"Come with us!"
Zangetsu shook his head before reaching into his cloak. His back was towards the car, but Mugetsu could tell by his stance, that he was just as determined to make sure they escaped.
"Get going!" the man snapped, leaving no room for argument.
Mugetsu cursed under his breath and jammed the key into the ignition. He turned it and the car immediately roared to life. He didn't spare his foster father another glance as he stepped on the gas, knowing Zangetsu could take care of himself… even if he was outnumbered.
Ichigo turned and watched as some of the black-clad men jumped out of the way of the car so they wouldn't get run over. Then they all turned to Zangetsu, looking rather pissed off.
Zangetsu didn't seem bothered as he pulled out a gun of his own.
Ichigo's eyes widened as he saw the weapon point towards one of the closest men and a loud bang echoed across the property as the bullet went flying.
The few bystanders who had collected in the parking lot immediately scattered at the sound of a gunshot, screaming and hiding behind their cars.
The man Zangetsu had been aiming for collapsed to the ground, grabbing his shoulder as he screeched in pain.
That was the last thing Ichigo saw before Mugetsu skidded onto the main road.
"Wasn't that… a bit extreme?" Ichigo sounded unsure. He didn't know what was going on.
Everything was so confusing and none of it seemed to make sense.
How could so much happen in a single day?
Mugetsu let out a long breath before passing his phone to Kon, who was still grasping his mother's gun as if his life depended on it.
"If Zangetsu thought it was necessary, then it had to be done…"
And that's all he said.
Silence consumed them, hovering over each brother and sinking them further and further into their own minds. Each of them thinking about what exactly happened back there.
The only sound was Mugetsu's phone as it directed them to Aizen's… None of them bothered to turn on the radio—it just didn't even occur to them.
"What did you guys do…?" Mugetsu finally had to ask. Curiosity was eating away at them, and he wanted to know what happened to Shirosaki—since the teen was still out cold.
Ichigo fiddled with Shiro's black hoodie as he leaned back, his eyes closed, but he kept quiet. He wasn't quite sure how to put what happened into words, honestly.
Getsuga folded his arms and huffed out a breath, remaining silent as well—not that that was really a surprise.
In the end, Kon was the one that spoke up for them.
"We—"
Shirosaki chose that time to finally snap back to reality.
Like a small child waking from a nightmare, Shiro jolted forward with a choked gasp, making each brother jump in surprise. Mugetsu swerved a little on the road before regaining his bearings.
"Woah…" Shirosaki mumbled. He blinked repeatedly as he gazed around the car, but it didn't seem like he was really seeing anything.
Ichigo leaned forward until he could look his brother in the eyes. Shiro seemed to be unaware of his surroundings as he fought off the drugs still in his system.
"How are you feeling, Shiro?"
Said teen groaned as he held his head and then he rolled in the direction of his little brother's sweet voice. He clung to the teen and pressed his face against the other's blushing one.
"I feel fucked up… Like I ate too many brownies the night b'fore… N' maybe s'm a' those Opiates…"
Ichigo rolled his eyes while Kon burst into laughter. Getsuga and Mugetsu merely shook their heads and chuckled.
"Kinda felt like that too." Kon agreed as he looked back, but he quickly snapped his gaze forward once more when he saw how Shirosaki was pushing Ichigo back until he had him pinned between himself and Getsuga's lap.
"You smell good, Ichi…" Shirosaki murmured, his voice barely audible as he burrowed into the teen's chest.
"Get off me, you big oaf." Ichigo hissed desperately, his face resembling a bright red tomato as he tried to get out from between his two older brothers.
Getsuga didn't seem to mind too much—in fact, he decided to aid in his twin's efforts in making Ichigo as uncomfortable as possible by letting his long, pale fingers dig gently into Ichigo's bright hair.
Mugetsu looked back and snorted when he saw what was happening, but then his eyes widened when he caught sight of a car driving much too close for comfort.
The windows were tinted, so he couldn't see inside, but he suspected it was one of those mysterious guys.
Just to make sure, Mugetsu sped up and switched to the middle lane. He didn't signal as he weaved between a few cars, trying to be as random as possible.
The car did exactly as he expected—it swerved and sped up to keep up with him.
"Shit." He cursed under his breath, catching his brother's attention.
Shirosaki immediately sat up and Ichigo jumped forward so he was closer to the front.
"What's wrong?"
Mugetsu didn't answer as he turned to Kon.
"How good are you with that?" He quickly gestured towards the gun before returning his attention to the road.
Kon gulped before answering, "Ma trained me… So I'm pretty good—why?"
Mugetsu spun the steering wheel, swerving the car into the nearest exit just as they were about to pass it. Ichigo got tossed back into Getsuga's lap while Shirosaki kept himself in place by grabbing the driver's seat.
Mugetsu looked into his rearview mirror and growled in frustration when the other car was also able to make the exit. "Do you think you could shoot out one of their tires?" He asked without looking away from the road.
Kon's eyes widened and he immediately shouted, "Are you nuts!? This isn't a movie! There's no fuckin' way I can do that!"
Ichigo and Shirosaki scoffed at the same time while giving him this bored look.
"That's funny coming from you…" Ichigo said and he smirked when Kon sent a tiny glare in his direction.
"Kon… I'm about to turn into a dead-end. As soon as I turn the car around, I need you to shoot. I won't be able to shake them on my own." Kon was still hesitating so Mugetsu raised his voice. "Kon! Will you be able to do it or not!?"
Kon clenched his fists but finally succumbed to the pressure. "Fine! Make the turn!"
Mugetsu stepped on the brake and spun the wheel, swerving right into the small neighborhood. There was a roundabout at the end and that's where Mugetsu planned to do it. He pressed the button to roll Kon's window down before taking the turn. Tires squealed across the black pavement as the car spun sideways.
The person following was about to make the turn to follow them, but Kon stuck his head out and brought up his arms.
The first three shots missed, two going off into the distance and one hitting the metal bumper. The fourth, however, hit its mark. It burst the front left tire with an explosive POP, and sent the black Chevy swerving towards the curb. When it hit, the car tipped and went rolling into a ditch not far from the first house.
Shirosaki hooted in victory and Ichigo smiled as he ruffled his twin's hair affectionately. Getsuga clapped his hands together while Mugetsu laughed and sped away, back onto the highway.
Kon on the other hand, remained silent as he stared down at the gun with wide eyes.
He couldn't believe he'd been able to pull that off.
"I actually did it…" Kon whispered, making the others laugh. "G-guys… I… I…"
"Yeah, Kon?" Mugetsu pressed curiously.
"I… can't…" Kon paused as he pressed the side of the gun to his chest. The others looked to him in worry, afraid that he might actually be upset.
"What's wrong? You can't what?" Ichigo asked, but he immediately regretted ever worrying about his dumbass twin when he heard what Kon said next.
"I can't think of any cool catch phrases! Guys—ow! Fuck, Shiro! What was that for?!"
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TBC
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PFFFFF~
Kon wanted to end his epic scene with a smart catch phrase, but failed completely
BTW
As you noticed-
I'm no good at action scenes
HAHAH
Especially car chases
But I hope you enjoyed the chapter anyway!
And, as promised, next chapter will be full of Yaoi-goodness.
And Grimmjow will be returning.
YAYYY~~~
Sorry about the drama-fest you guys had to go through, but this IS a story-based fic
This wasn't meant to be just for Lemons
There will be some, but that's not the point
Oh well
I tried to keep it exciting
Love you guys!
'Till next time~