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Ok now I'm moving back here. Before I start, I wanna say that some stories are going bye-bye. I will list them and if u wanna take them and make 'em yer own, lemme know via pm ok? I hate the adoption idea in reality...but i know many people were fond of the ideas, so I'm giving them away. This will be the ONLY time this ever happens. Anything else gets deleted ok? List will be at the end of the chapter. So...shall we begin~?

Chapter 4

No...this isn't even remotley possible... Ichigo was staring at the front of his class, golden eyes locking with his shocked brown ones. He didn't...

"Heya, name's Shirosaki Ogichi...call me Shiro." He waved at the class before sitting next to Ichigo. "Heya Kurosaki." He whispered.

"What the fuck are you doing? !" Ichigo hissed under his breath.

"Mmm...keeping a close eye on ya. Besides, we never know when a Demon may strike, and I could use yer help." He explained, pulling out Macbeth as the teacher told them it was a silent reading class today. He smirked when Ichigo pulled out Romeo and Juliet. "Like Shakespear too? Got ta see one of his plays at the Globe...way back when he first wrote Romeo and Juliet."

"Really?"

"Yah, it was-"

"Ahem, I don't care if you two talk, so long as it's in detention and not my class." The teacher called calmly, silencing both boys. They read in silence for a long time, Ichigo taking glances at the albino Angel of Death. His hair was a bit longer, held back by a small black ribbon, his bangs hanging in his face just right to where they touched the tips of his eyelids. He wore a necklace around his neck, an onyx dragon with feathered wings clutching a ruby in the shape of a heart in its teeth, red painted to make it look like it was dripping blood.

Wow...it actually looks good on him... Ichigo thought, then blinked and looked away when Shiro suddenly grinned. Wait...did he see me? ! Ahh shit...

To say Shiro was surprised was an understatement. "Wanna run this by me again?"

"I'm just asking if you wanna sit next to me and my friends for lunch...ya know, to explain everything?" Ichigo asked. Shiro blinked and shook his head. "Why not?"

"They won't believe ya Kurosaki. they'll think yer a basket case that has a large hole in the side."

"My friends also know that I'm no liar and that I'm not insane." Ichigo countered, a smile on his face that had Shiro staring a bit. "So deal. Grab your sack lunch and follow m-"

"I don't have a lunch." Ichigo rolled his eyes and handed him a bag. "what-"

"Consider it thanks for helping me get my sword. And saving me from getting flattened ok Shiro?" He said and grabbed his own lunch and headed to the roof. When they got there, Shiro took in a breath of the fresh air and smiled. The wind was light, blowing his ponytail around softly. He felt eyes on him and he looked to see Ichigo waving him over to a bunch of teenagers sitting around. He sat next to Ichigo and pulled out the small bento and began to eat.

Mmm...this tastes...real nice. He thought.

"Well these are my friends, Tatsuki, Orihime, Renji, Rukia, Keigo and Uryu." Ichigo pointed them all off and then gestrued to Shiro. "This is Shirosaki Ogichi...the Angel of Death." He watched as Ichigo went into a rundwn of recent events as he continued to eat, now enjoying a Coca Cola. When Ichigo finished, the others looked at him.

"20,000 years? That's such a long time..." Rukia ished. "Sorry man...must suck."

"Erm..."

"Told you they'd believe me." Ichigo grinned. "But yeah guys...if I have to skip school for whatever reason-"

"We gotcha covered Ichi, don't worry." Renji nodded. He held out a hand and Shiro shook it. "I work at the dojo with Tatsuki..the one downtown. Come by sometime for a spar?"

"I would splatter your remains on the sidewalk." Shiro said bluntly. Ichigo laughed nervously as Shiro grinned. "People would think I threw tomatoes." Now everyone laughed at this pun as Renji's face grew a bit red.

"Oi, no puns on the first meeting capiche?" Renji huffed. The pale Angel just shrugged and continued to eat, now on strawberry applesauce. "So...what's yer real name again?"

"Renji, I just said-"

"None of yer concern." Shiro said simply. Renji shrugged and decided to ask another question.

"So why did you Fall?" Shiro gripped the spoon he was holding, making it bend under his inhuman strength.

"That is also none of your concern, Mortal." He said darkly, eyes glowing behind bangs.

"Shiro-" The bell rang and Ichigo had never seen him walk away faster. "Good going dumbass. I told you he doesn't like being asked shit like that!" Ichigo rushed after him and grabbed his arm. Shiro whirled around, pinning Ichigo to the wall with one hand on his throat, sharp fangs bared as his eyes glowed dangerously. Ichigo tried to stay calm, placing his hands on the hand that was close to his throat and stared defiantly into Shiro's eyes. "Relax...it's just me ok?" Shiro blinked before releasing Ichigfo shaking his head.

"I apologize Kurosaki. I... must leave."

"School's almost out, why not wait a bit longer...we can go get a bite after school?" Shiro looked at him and nodded. "Alright...after school, meet me by the gate ok?"

"You are an odd Mortal, Kurosaki Ichigo."

"Please...just Ichigo ok?" Ichigo patted his shoulder and walked away. Shir touched his shoulder, where it was still slightly warm from Ichigo's touch and he smiled softly.

Perhaps I should...get ta know 'im better... He thought and walked back to class.

When class ended, Ichigo was happy to see Shiro walking towards him. "Where are we headed?" He asked.

"A small soda shop that's still open." He said. As they walked in silence, Ichigo could tell something was nagging at his pale friend's mind. "What's up?"

"I...I deeply apologize for what I did earlier. Part of my powers...is hard to control when I'm angry." He explained. "I'm part Demon for all account purposes."

"Really?"

"Yeah...sucks."

"I'll bet. Also, Renji's a moron, so don't let it get to you. He's stupid, but ok to hang around. Just don't let it rub off on you."

"Duly noted." Shiro grinned.

"So...you have any friends?"

"I have a contact...known him for about 3,000 years or so. Name's Grimmjow Jeagerjaques."

"He an Angel too?"

"Nope, Demon to the core, but a higher level than the ones we fight. The ones with human intelligence and apperence are dangerous, but they know not ta fuck with me." Shiro smirked. "He tells me of people infected by Demons."

"So...more of an ally?"

"Close enough."

"Then what am I to you?" Shiro hesiteted, stopping in his tracks. Ichigo noticecd and turned around. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No...I just...don't really know the answer ta that..." He admitted. "I usually don't get ta know the recent Reaper...attachtment and all. But you...I want ta get ta know ya...perhaps it's because..." Ichigo watched as Shiro's face seemed to crease with pain.

"Because?"

"No...never mind. It's all past now." He shook his head, eveading Ichigo's curiocity. Ichigo huffed and slid into a booth, Shiro sitting ascross from him. They sat and chatted quietly for hours before finally parting ways around six. "Well, I'll see ya tomorrow ok Kurosaki?"

"I told you, call me Ichigo you dummy." Ichigo said, but the smile on his face told him that he didn't mind anymore. "Yeah...or tonight if you bug me." Shiro watched him go, a smile on his face.

"He's so nice Helel...kinda like ya. Only more...assertive, strong." He felt his face warm up slightly and he shook his head. "What's up with me...ugh." He shoved his hands into his pockets and watched Ichigo meet up with Rukia and walk into a house. Are they...dating? He wondered and couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. No Samael...there's no reason ta be jealous...He's a grown man. He can be with who he wants... But no matter how much he tried to cnvince himself, the tight feeling wouldn't dissapear.

Shiro finished his small game of Solitaire when he felt the air around him go cold. "What? such a strong Demon...and here? !" He rushed outside and headed straight for Ichigo's room. He leapt to the window, only to see the room was empty, save for a shirt on the floor, shoes and socks and rumpled sheets, Where is he? ! He paused and closed his eyes, managing to focus on the teen...and the Demon close to him. He felt a tick form in his head and growled. I can't believe it...that dick! He rushed off further down the road, making it to an alley just as Ichigo fell limp into a muscular man's arms, long teal hair tied behind his head in a braid.

"There ya are, precious one...such a hottie..."

"Let the boy go." The Demon looked up and sighefd in frustration.

"Lucifer ya prick, quit butting in on all my meals will ya?" The Demon groaned as Ichigo moaned and stirred. He was wearing only sweatpants, and was obviously hard. "Yer killin' me man."

"Unhand him. He is the Reaper of this century." He growled out, fangs sharp and sword ready for a fight. But the Demon sighed and shoved Ichigo towards the Falle, making him drop his sword to catch the woozy human. "You alright Ichigo?"

"Mgh...so hot...dizzy..." Ichigo mumbled in a trance like voice. His eyes floated to Shiro lazily, a goofy, sleepy smile on his lips. "You're so hot Shiro..."

"Damnit. Ya did a number on 'im Grimmjow..." He rolled his eyes as teal, cat like eyes glinted in mischief.

"Meh, ya need laid. so ya should be thanking me."

"Mmmm..." Ichigo curled close to his chest and wrapped his arms around, standing straighter and whispering in Shiro's ear. "Fuck me...fuck me good and hard..."

"No...fuck me..." Shiro grumbled. "I hate ya Jeagerjaques...so damned much. Why ya 'ere? Demon?"

"Yeah. but he's laying low right now, so I'd thought I'd catch a snack. He's such a cutie...and a virgin. He's gay...and did I mention virgin?"

"Twice out loud, probably on repeat in yer fucked up head." Shiro sighed as Ichigo nipped his ear. He was trying hard to ignore the kid. He couldn't help but feel a bit happy, knowing he wasn't into women though. "Shit Grimmjow...ya know I hate cleaning up yer mess."

"Deal. Anyways, I'm gonna find something else. Go help yer Reaper with his...problem." Shiro watched Grimmjow vanish into the shadows, cackling.

"Yeah...please help me Shiro...it hurts..." Shiro could actually hear genuine desperation in Ichigo's tone and sighed.

"Alright...but yer gonna hate me in the morning..."

Chapter 4 end

Annnnd issue the cock block! :D Sorry couldn't resist. so...here are the fics going for adoption!

Princes of Heaven and Hell

The One With No Name

Across The Line

The Prophecy of the Angels

Broken and Bleeding Heart

Fallen and Forgotten

White Darkness

Princes of the Forbbiden

Poetry of the Poisoned

Love, Blood and Roses

I know, it's a lot to go...but I don't wanna just delete them, so here's what's happening. Two people may adopt the same fic. Once each one has either one or two, I will let everyone know and they will go down ok? I just did them so long ago, I can't remember what I was doing with them...so they're free game. All I ask is that yu take care of them and let me know when ya post! You don't have to keep the chapters or anything, just lemme know ok? And PM if yer interested!

Well, reviewers get animal crackers...with frosting and sprinkles! :D