MissFlesh: I totally agree with you. Watching Ichi getting beat up and then have Shiro take over kicks ass!

Hinata-no-Sabaku: Maybe I can fit both in ;)

Hollowheart3: Lol, I can imagine you sitting at your computer, totally worked up, gripping your desk, your friend going, "WTF?!"

Barranca: Oh yeah, its gonna be MUCH worse for Ichi : )

Shandul-Kun: I won't disappoint you!

Xx.Fma-Dnangel.xX: Good idea!

Seraph of Darkness: Yeah, I think I'm making it ShiroRuki. Gonna be hard, though.

Thanks to all you who wrote reviews, and to the people who added me and the story to the alert! You guys are awesome! I honestly never expected this many reviews!

"So," Shirosaki taunted, "Can I come out NOW?"

"Stop it!" Ichigo screamed to the mocking hollow as Renji punched him repeatedly, "Let me move, damn you!!!"

"Hm," The hollow said in fake contemplation, "no."

"You bastard!" Ichigo screamed for the umpteenth time, outraged, "Stop it! Leave me alone!"

Shirosaki only chuckled creepily. Ichigo could see him standing behind Renji between furious punches to the face, that sadistic grin on his face. "I don't want to." He said simply, still grinning, "I like the real world. And," He added, looking over at Rukia, who was standing off to the side, looking unsure of what to do, "I think that I might have something to… try, with her." Shirosaki waggled his eyebrows.

"Stay away from Rukia!" He yelled back, "I won't let you take control!"

"Oh, I'm afraid you don't have a choice," He grinned.

"What are you-" Ichigo began, before he noticed his vision was starting to narrow, like doors were closing on him. "NO!" He raged, "Stop it!"

"Too late." Shirosaki laughed maniacally. When the last scrap of light had faded, Ichigo felt himself pushed to the background. His vision returned, but it was blurred and faded.

Damnit! He thought bitterly, I can't do anything!

That's right, The hollow mocked, And I can still hear you when you try to think to yourself.

He didn't have any sort of control. That was obvious as Shirosaki grabbed Renji's wrist as he was swinging to punch again and twisted it cruelly. The redhead cried out in pain and dropped him. Landing perfectly, the hollow twisted Renji's arm behind his back. He pushed up abruptly and dislocated Renji's arm.

"Stop it!" Rukia ordered, her voice shaking.

That's enough! Ichigo hollered as the Shinigami dropped to his knees in pain.

No its not, Shirosaki mocked, that's not even close to enough!

Shirosaki raised his foot and planted it in Renji's back, driving him to the ground.

"Ichigo stop it!" Rukia yelled at him, trembling.

Shirosaki grinned, laughing insanely. "I'm not Ichigo." He said, looking her coldly in the eye. His were black and gold. He kicked Renji in the head. Ichigo couldn't stifle a gasp as Renji's head snapped to the side and he didn't move.

You killed him! Ichigo screamed, convinced that Renji's neck was broken. Shirosaki bent down and checked Renji for a pulse, just to get Ichigo to be quiet.

He's not dead, moron. He said like an adult who has lost their patience in a child.

Ichigo sighed with relief. Despite having a demonic maniac -who had just beat the crap out of someone who was equally matched with himself and probably wanted to "plow" Rukia- controlling his body and Rukia was probably thinking he'd gone off the deep end, he was relieved. The relief was only momentary, however, as Shirosaki had begun to approach Rukia.

Get away from her. He growled. Do- not- touch- her.

What'll you do? Shirosaki mocked, In case you forgot, I'm in control." He said the last part with a defined touch of malice as he continued to approach her. Rukia was trembling, looking on with wide eyes.

"Renji," She said, tears in her eyes, "Renji!"

"He's not dead." Shirosaki said simply, "Just out cold." Rukia didn't seem to hear him. She walked past and knelt beside her unconscious friend.

"Renji!" She said again, louder. "RENJI!"

"HE'S NOT DEAD!" Shirosaki roared, livid about being ignored. Rukia flinched in surprise and stood up.

"Why did you hurt him so bad?!" She very nearly screamed, "Ichigo, what's wrong with you?!"

"I'm not Ichigo," he said again softly, looking into her eyes without the cold, glare-like gaze.

So beautiful, Shirosaki thought, practically purring and not realizing that Ichigo could hear him. He walked over to her and reached out to touch her face.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" she screamed. Shirosaki flinched back.

"I won't hurt you," He said, "I promise."

"Don't touch me." She warned him with a dangerous look on her face. "Stay away from me you- you-" She was lost for words.

"I promise," he whispered in her ear, despite her protests, "I won't hurt you." Looking into her eyes, he stroked her hair. She backed up further and bumped a wall.

"STAY AWAY FROM HER!" Ichigo bellowed, "STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM RUKIA!"

"NO!" Shirosaki hollered back. "I've had to watch from the corners of your mind, all your fights, all the times you've been beat up! I've offered to help you, but what do you do? You shut me out! And I have to look on with torment as you run around with her every day!"

Ichigo fell silent.

"Why?" She asked, trembling, "Why did you hurt Renji, who I've known for so long, then come over and expect me to let you just blow it off?"

"I don't expect you to blow it off," He said softly, "I don't expect anything."

"Then what are you doing?" She demanded.

"I love you." He breathed in her ear.

"Oh good God!" Ichigo said. If he'd been in control of his body, he'd have rolled his eyes. If he'd been in control, Shirosaki wouldn't be saying this at all, though. "That is so corny!"

"Shut up." Shirosaki growled back. Ichigo chuckled, finding the situation slightly familiar.

"Liar." She said through gritted teeth. Shirosaki backed away a few paces, offended.

"I'm not a liar," He said in earnest, "I do love you. Honest." To Ichigo, he sounded somewhat like a child.

"Then why did you hurt Renji?" Rukia demanded.

"He was hurting the king." He explained, shrugging. "He gets beat up, I help."

"After letting me get the shit beaten out of me for a while," Ichigo mumbled.

"I said shut up." Shirosaki growled. Ichigo snorted with laughter.

"You're not making any sense." She said flatly.

"I don't have to," He said, "I just want to be with you."

"Why?" She inquired.

"Because you're so beautiful," He purred, "You're so beautiful I couldn't stand being in the background any longer." Rukia blushed.

"You think I'm beautiful?" She asked.

"You're more than just beautiful," He whispered, "You're an angel." He stroked her hair, this time without her flinching. Rukia stared at him with those amazing sapphire eyes he adored so much.

BLAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!

I'm bored because my brother took over World of Warcraft and we still share a fucking account!

Anyways, I'm having trouble making it ShiroRuki, so I'll rip off your fucking head if you call it Sappy, cheesy, corny, or anything else like that.