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A/N: Just so you know… I think I made it so that Ichigo's hollow is outside of his inner world and in his living room. Again, I am a total Bleach newb and I don't know if that's even possible. I'm so sorry to you hardcore fans and I hope you'll forgive me.
Warnings: okay for real… DarkIchigoxIchigo smut/noncon… Ichigo real uke... sorry guys.
Disclaimer: Bleach is the property of Tite Kubo and ShonenJump. Things like this would happen to Ichigo if I owned him.
Chapter Five
"My Plague"
Brown eyes were screwed shut as clothes were carelessly and eagerly torn off, revealing bare, bruised, and cut skin. Ichigo's still healing body trembled slightly when it met with the chilly air of his dark living room. His breathing hitched as his wrists were pinned above his bright orange hair. His reluctant whimpers sounded as his hollows teeth grazed against fresh wounds and marks.
The hollow let out a low hum as white lips brushed against the slowly healing bruise on his King's shoulder. "The last guy left his mark on you…" he said idly before licking that spot, making Ichigo's face scrunch in discomfort. "I should leave one on you too. Maybe a whole bunch of 'em."
"Like hell you will," Ichigo spat venomously as his eyes snapped open to glare at his hollow. Hichigo, so the king dubbed, looked up at him with yellow irises brimming with amusement and desire.
"Aw, come on, partner…" he pouted playfully as he sat up and straddled the boy's legs, "you're being very mean," he said, his face feigning a hurt expression.
Ichigo hissed as a thumb pressed into his broken hand, something Hichigo "accidentally" fractured when the shinigami tried to escape.
After Ichigo declared he wasn't a whore to the hollow, he fought out of the others grip, pushed him back and tried to run away. That was the first thing that came to mind was just to run. He thought he could get away. He thought maybe, just maybe, he could've gotten away. But what the hell was he thinking? Escape was impossible, despite the hope he had, and this was Ichigo's hollow… he always got what he wanted.
He didn't want Ichigo to run off. Oh no, running wasn't what the hollow had in mind. That's when Ichigo was tackled to the ground from behind. The hollow had Ichigo pinned to the floor even as the substitute shinigami tried to wriggle away. Hichigo had grabbed hold one of Ichigo's wrist and twisted it a bit too far. The hollow had cackled as he enjoyed the sound of Ichigo crying out in pain. He had leaned close to the teen and said, "Keep still and I promise I won't break anything else you might need."
Ichigo was in his hollow's grasp again and he knew there was no way out of the terrifying misfortune he had, but he continued fight back. Hichigo proved to be the more powerful one and kept his promise, hurting and forcing the teen into submission.
His body ached from the pain inflicted by his inversed form but he refused to give the hollow the satisfaction of seeing and hearing his pain. Where there were broken bones, nasty bruises formed, and where he had been struck were bleeding cuts that opened from amount of force put behind each blow.
But Ichigo had enough. He refused to let himself surrender again. He wasn't going to let it happen again.
"Get off of me you sick bastard!" he roared as he struggled to free himself again. His body was screaming from the pain his hectic movements caused but he ignored it as best he could as he fought against the hollows grip. Despite all the stinging and aching his body felt, he used all his force to push the hollow off him completely. Forcing his body to cooperate, Ichigo began to crawl away, unable to stand up.
"I see you still have some fight in you," Hichigo said almost gleefully as he stood up. "We'll just have to break you some more."
Ichigo let out a yelp as the hollow grabbed his ankle and pulled him back, throwing off the boys balance and causing him to fall. He yanked the boy back and flipped him over before straddling Ichigo again and smacking a white hand across a tanned cheek. Ichigo cried out in agony as the hollow's other hand grabbed Ichigo's broken wrist and squeezed the swollen limb hard. His white nails dug into the flesh, causing hot blood to ooze out.
"Keep trying to run. I promise the next thing I'll break is your legs."
Hichigo released the nasty grip on Ichigo's arm before moving his stark white hand to grip his jaw so that they made eye contact. Ichigo cringed as his hollow's sadistic smile grew while towering over his King.
"Now then…" He said as his free hand and eyes trailed down Ichigo's chest. He let the sentence unfinished sentence sink into Ichigo's substandard as he idly licked his lips and thought of the ways he could start his torment.
Ichigo couldn't help but panic, the prolonged horror finally transpiring. Ichigo didn't want this to happen to him again. He wouldn't let it. He began cursing, and hollering as he, again, tried to free himself, desperately wanting this torture to end, nearly resorting to pleas.
The pale hand tightened its grip on his face and shook him, silencing the teen. "Wouldn't it be way smart, and much easier if I might add, if you just let me have my way," the hollow suggested, smirking only afterwards.
"No! Get off of me!" he protested as his only good hand grabbed Hichigo's arm and tried to pull it off his face.
The hollows smirk dropped to a deep frown of displeasure and annoyance. "You're really starting to annoy me, partner."
With that said, he moved his hand to grip Ichigo's throat tightly. "I hate having to hurt you…" he lied, the sadistic smile returning to his features when Ichigo made soft choking noises and clawed at the arm that continued to tighten its grip steadily on Ichigo's throat.
"Too bad I can't kill you… I bet you would want that." Hichigo let go of his King's throat, leaving him gasping for air.
"Be good. I promise I won't hurt you too much."
"No! Stop it!" Ichigo cried as he attempted weakly to free himself.
"Stop fighting it partner! You're only gonna make it worse!" Hichigo sang teasingly.
"Stop!" he tried again, his voice almost horse from all the shouting.
"I promise I'll stop if you just keep still…" the hollow said as he dragged his fingers across Ichigo's stomach, his sharp fingernails cutting into Ichigo's skin and creating five long and jagged lines of crimson. Ichigo groaned in pain as his hollow dug his nails the fresh cuts and digging into flesh as blood seeped out.
"Oops!" Hichigo chirped after swiping his nails across Ichigo's chest, blood instantly welling up and seeping out of the new gashes, and making Ichigo hiss in pain.
"I'm sorry! I meant to slit your throat!" he laughed.
Hichigo's sadistic grin grew as he concentrated on bringing his master further pain by taking his other hand and carving into Ichigo chest, ripping skin and flesh with his sharp nails.
Both his hands were coated in blood by the time he was done inflicting pain so that Ichigo was unable to run. For each move the substitute shinigami made, even the slightest twitch, the sadistic hollow would brutally harm Ichigo by either scraping his nails on the boys naked body, beating him, or even break a few bones.
Ichigo would occasionally let out cries of agony when the pain became to unbearable but he would force himself not to let his hollow have the satisfaction of hearing him cry out. It was already hard enough to let himself give up so easily. Hearing his own cries of pain was crushing his remaining dignity.
"Time to get on your knees!" Hichigo sang as he turned his other over to lie on his stomach.
With a grunt Ichigo was forced on all fours, breathing heavily from the pain and slightly wobbly from his broken arms. He cursed through gritted teeth and screwed his eyes shut when he felt his hollows weight on his tortured body. Ichigo's mind screamed to fight back, the little voice in his head that gradually grew louder and continued to scold him. Ichigo let out a whimper when the hollow licked his ear and wrapped an arm around Ichigo's waist and pressed himself against Ichigo.
It took all of Ichigo's willpower to simply stand there and let himself be taken by his hollow. He wanted to cry and beg the hollow to stop. He felt the tears stinging his eyes as he continued to keep them tightly closed. He remained on his hands and knees, waiting for the insufferable pain to come
"I could stop this…" he told himself. "I could keep fighting back… I could try and run away."
"You gotta be plain stupid to try any of that now." Hichigo suddenly said, actually replying to Ichigo's thoughts.
His hollow had read his mind…. His hollow was apart of him… his hollow was the other Ichigo.
He knew what Ichigo wanted. He simply wasn't it letting him have it.
"You want me to let you go," Ichigo's inversed half began, whispering huskily in his ear. "I want you to beg, I want to break you, and I want you to suffer."
And with that said, Hichigo had his way with the boy, without warning, without preparation, just raw. His body shook violently as the mind numbing pain surged up his spine.
He heard his other half moaned something incoherent as he proceeded with the the dirty deed.
The tears Ichigo tried so hard to restrain finally spilled when the overwhelming pain became too much to handle and his pained cries became whimpers as he now resorted to begging.
"Please! Stop!" Ichigo cried.
Then his hollow whispered gruffly in his ear, "I bet you wish this was Renji screwing you into the floor."
Ichigo let out a gasp and his eyes went wide for a second. The hollow laughed.
"You wish it were Abarai fucking you hard and making you feel good, don't you?"
The shinigami's let out a pained sob and he shook his head hard, and repeating "No! I don't!"
"Yes you do!" He laughed.
"You want Renji to make you feel good. You want him to bang you so fucking hard," Hichigo's harsh words made Ichigo feel sick to his stomach and forced more tears out his eyes.
"No! Stop! Please!" Ichigo sobbed as he tried to wriggle out of his hollows grasp.
"Quiet, you want this," Hichigo chuckled as he shifted and moved Ichigo to hands and knees again and regained his position on the top.
"You want Renji so badly to fuck you right now," the hollow started again with the biggest sadistic face-splitting grin.
Ichigo started shaking his head again as he sobbed uncontrollably this time. "No! no! Shut up!"
Once he came down from his high, Hichigo pulled himself out of the teen and pushed him over so that he was now lying on his back. The hollow smiled wickedly before climbing on top of Ichigo who continued to sob hysterically.
"What's the matter partner? Did the truth hurt? Or was I playing to rough?"
With his injured hands, Ichigo desperately and pathetically tried to push his hollow off of him but failed. He was too weak to do anything and with his hollow hovering above him triumphantly only proved how weak he really was.
Hichigo leaned close until their noses where touching and said, "Ready for round two?"
Rukia stood beside Renji as they sat on the veranda. There was nothing but silence between them, not the awkward kind but the kind that left them feeling easy and relaxed. She sipped on a cup of sake that Renji had brought along when she wanted to talk. Not one word has been said, though Renji wouldn't want to force whatever it was out of her. He knew that if it were something very important she'd have said it by now. Though looking at the thoughtful expression on her face Renji believed she was trying to figure out exactly what she wanted to say.
Renji finished his cup before grabbing the bottle and pouring himself another serving of sake. Rukia sighed deeply after taking a sip again and resting her hands on her lap with the empty cup in her hands.
"You okay?" Renji asked with a raise of his tattooed brow.
"Renji," she started. Her tone sounded serious, and it worried Renji slightly. "Do you know what happened to Ichigo?"
Renji looked at Rukia curiously and shook his head, "No, why?"
She sighed again as she stared out, almost distantly. "He had been acting a bit strange when I went to visit a few days ago and you were with him afterwards. I was just thinking that while you were with him that maybe he said something."
"No, he was just fine," he lied.
Rukia let out a small sigh of relief and looked at Renji with a soft smile. "Then I must've been over reacting then. I thought something extremely bad must've happened to him or something, but knowing teenagers it must've been something silly, right?"
Renji took another sip of his sake and swallowed hard before nodding. "Yeah… he's alright though. Nothing wrong with him."
"That's good though. He had me a bit worried," she chuckled.
They were blanketed in silence again as Renji finished up his last cup of the wine. Rukia was still looking out distantly in deep thought, probably still thinking about Ichigo, while Renji, lost in his own thoughts, was suddenly feeling anxious.
"You would take care of Ichigo if anything happened to him, right Renji?"
"Wha-what?" The question caught the shinigami of guard as he looked at Rukia with confused eyes.
"If something ever happened to Ichigo, something he couldn't handle on his own, would you be there for him and help him out?" Rukia was staring at her empty cup as she spoke.
Renji felt his heart sink at the meaning of the girl's question. He felt such guilt suddenly build up in his stomach that he almost felt sick. Ichigo had been affected to bad that even Rukia had been forced to worry. Ichigo was falling apart and he needed someone there.
Could he be there for Ichigo if there was ever a point he needed someone most? Of course. Renji was there. There was a point when the teen needed someone. But Renji was apart of the reason Ichigo's breaking down.
The question was simple but difficult to answer. Renji didn't know if he could always be there for the younger shinigami. Well, he had already been lying up to this point. More false hope wouldn't hurt…
"Yeah. I'd always be there."
End notes: Ugh…. I REALLY am displeased with this chapter… I don't think I gave enough. I wish I could've put more into it. I'm sorry if you guys are disappointed. And Im not sure if any of you noticed the title of each chapter comes from songs I listen to. I'd give you a special prize if you figure out each song. x3