He is my King, My Aibou
Chapter 3: My Refusal
Summary: Captured by Aizen, Hichigo Shirosaki wakes up to find himself out of Ichigo's mind and in a functional physical body! Escaping Aizen's terror, Hichigo asks Urahara for help. While waiting for Ichigo to wake up, Hichigo comes to the realization that he loves his orange haired king and will not stop to make him his. Full of drama, angst, fighting, and a whole lot of other shit you can't get enough of! READ!!!
Disclaimer: I hate to admit that I do not own Bleach or the characters involved with it. Dammit all…
A/N: I seem to only get a chapter out if it's at school…bad me!
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Aizen sighed and ran his hand through his long brown hair. "Why must you be so difficult Hichigo-kun? Have I not made myself clear?" He stood next to Ichigo and rested his white hand on Ichigo's orange hair. Aizen's long pale hand ran through his hair, taunting me. Instinctively, Ichigo tried desperately to get away from those hands that ran through his hair. Aizen smirked at Ichigo's movements and stepped away, next to the beeping machine that would be the decider of Ichigo's life. Oh how hard it is for me to finally say yes. Pissed, my tail (which I was suddenly getting used to) slammed into the glass.
Aizen looked at me with a raised brow and grinned, "So your slowly breaking huh? Good. I'll come back tomorrow to hear your answer. Remember, join me or your little King is going to die. Ja ne" with that last statement, Aizen waved and left the room. Once leaving, I gave off a loud snort. The foolish ex-soul reaper didn't notice the small crack that my large tail created when it hit the glass harshly. Grinning, I hit the glass one last time with my tail. The glass shattered seconds later, glass shards falling down on me like rain. Luckily my skin was like steel and was not affected.
As I stepped over the fallen glass, I could feel the rash feel of my spiritual pressure flowing through my body. Grinning to myself, I enjoyed the high my body set itself in as it slowly aloud my spiritual energy run through my being. My body shook from the pleasure and all to soon, the feeling disappeared. My mind became un-fuzzy and my body ached. Stretching my sore muscles, I walked up to where Ichigo lay lifelessly on the silver table. I smiled sadly at my King, running a long claw finger down Ichigo's cheek. Involuntarily, Ichigo smiled and rubbed his face closer to my hand.
Grinning down at my King, I ran a hand through his hair. Softly, I pushed my mind towards him. I soft push back on my mind was my only reply. It was enough really; just to make sure he was still really alive. Without me knowing, the lab door slide open and a green teary eyed man with bright green eyes came into the room. He watched our encounter quietly, thinking about what the young orange haired male did for him. Finally nodding to himself, he presented himself with a slight bow. Looking at his uniform, I instantly growled and stood protectively in front of Ichigo. "I told Aizen already, I refuse!"
The green eyed man simply bowed and started turning off buttons to machines that were connected to Ichigo. I was about to yell and attack him but he spoke first. "If you wish to take Ichigo and run, I suggest that you run north. From there, make a portal and go to Urahara's shop. Once you start running from this place, you should finally be able to morph to your first form."
He emphasized his point by pointing at his own body. "You better hurry. Take Ichigo and run!" He threw me a pair of clothes that I quickly put on. The boy seemed a little worried as he lifted Ichigo's lifeless body into my arms. I stared down at his body and smiled to myself. The boy stared at Ichigo for a moment longer before pushing me to a wall. Using a cero, he destroyed the wall and pushed me through it. "When he wakes up Shirosaki, tell him I said thanks." He didn't meet my eyes but simply pushed me. Grunting my thanks, I jumped out the building and started running north.
True to his word, my body slowly morphed into what looked like a human's body. Of course, the only thing that stood out was the hole in my chest. Maneuvering Ichigo to rest on my back, I opened up a portal and jumped into it. As the portal started to close, yells could be heard; Aizen's was the strongest. Grinning like mad, I flipped his off and yelled before the portal closed all the way.
"I refuse you damn bastard! I'm never joining you!"