Beautiful Death, Chapter two: Memories

A/N: Here's chapter two! it tells what happened in between the time ichigo was looking for her. Now, on with the story!

"No please, stop! Don't!"

Her captor just smiled down at her, enjoying the pain she was suffering. He took the knife and cut a line across the base of her neck, loving the way the deep red contrasted her pale skin. She took in a sharp gasp of pain, and tried to move.

"Ah ah ah, you know what resisting will get you." Said the sickening sweet voice of captor.

He took her arm and twisted it so sharply, it swiftly broke. The sound of the breaking bone filled the darkness. She tried to scream, but he put a large, calloused hand over her mouth.

"Even though I love the sound of you screaming, we can't have anybody come and see what the ruckus is all about, hm?"

Tears streamed down from her grey eyes, and without a second thought, she bit down on the captor's hand.

He hissed out in pain as he jerked his hand away from the assaulting girl's mouth.

"You little bitch," he sneered, fire burning from behind his eyes, "You'll pay for that. And here I was, trying to be gentle and nice."

Her eyes widened in fear as her blindfolded and gagged her. Her legs were already roped together, and both her arms were already broken. There was no escape.

The sound of humming was heard from the captor as he looked down and the girl. He smirked and said,

"Get ready darlin', the real fun is about to begin now!"

Thirty minutes later, he was gone. The ropes, blindfold and the gag were removed. The girl was the only one still there, clinging to life. She silently wept as her tears mixed in with the rain. She wanted to die, and be out of her misery. Yes, beautiful death. She closed her eyes.

He mindlessly walked the streets, the scream long forgotten. He had been searching for at least thirty minutes, but there seemed to be no disturbances. He turned on corner, and started walking down an alley. He felt something nagging in his conscience, like there was something down the end of the alley. Deciding to follow his conscience, he picked up his pace a little faster. Something was in the air. It was very faint, due to the rain, but he knew exactly what it was. Blood. Then he saw her, mangled and bloodied, he froze. She was so still. The worst case scenario played through his mind as he cautiously walked over to her. There was a pool of her blood enclosing her, but he didn't care. He knelt down next to her, and looked at her strained face. She didn't have any cuts or scratches on her face, but the rest of her body lay out in unnatural positions. Suddenly, her eyes fluttered open. He was momentarily started by those eyes, those grey stormy eyes. He knew he would be haunted by those eyes forever. He gingerly moved a stand of deep, auburn hair away from her face. He didn't know the girl, didn't even know her name, and yet he was captivated by her. He would save her, even if that was the last thing he did.

"Hold on, please hold on. I'll take care of you. You're safe now, so please hold on."

Her eyes looked hazy, and they closed again. Without wasting anytime, he carefully picked her up in his arms. Blood was staining his clothes, but he didn't notice. He started to run to his apartment with the broken girl. The blood that stained the concrete was being washed away from the rain, removing the pain, creating something new.

A/N: So, there's chapter 2. Chapter 3 will be up soon! Review please! :)