Ahh, I left you guys in suspense then last time! Who wrote the letter? What did it say? Was it evil monkies taking over the planet Earth? Obviously not, read on to find out. (Though it's fairly obvious...)
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Chapter Nine
Everyone ran into the front foyer when they heard Rukia scream. They saw her on the floor, clutching something in her hand. Inoue sat beside her asking her what was wrong, but got no response. She seemed to be in shock. Inoue had to force Rukia to give her the letter. Once she got it she read it out loud to the waiting crowd:
We told him not to talk to any of the girls. Then he goes and makes friends with another hottie. We told him if he even looked at another one, we would kill him. Too bad he neglected to listen. See ya.
A silence took over them. Yuzu was the second one, after Rukia, to break down in tears. Inoue re-read the letter again, making sure she had read it right. She hoped everytime she re-read it that it would somehow change. It didn't.
Isshin left the room to call 911. He reported a kidnapping and a death threat left at the scene. They told them to stay put and they would be there as soon as possible.
Karin stood there, looking in as much shock as the others. She leaned against a wall to keep her balance. An unnoticed tear made its way down her cheek. She wiped it off roughly.
Isshin returned and put a hand on her shoulder. Even he looked serious and disturbed. Anyone looking at him could tell her was worried.
"We'll find him," he reassured everyone. "He'll be back home alright by tomorrow."
No one said anything about the doubt in his voice. A sad memory was evident on att the Kurosaki's faces. Inoue, Tatsuki and Rukia looked at them, each with eyes full of tears.
"Has this happened before?" Inoue asked softly, her voice about to give out on her.
At fist no one spoke but Isshin spoke up, "This has happened before...five years ago..."
A gasp escaped the lips of Rukia and Inoue. Tatsuki knew this story already.
"It has?" Inoue voiced out. Rukia still did not speak.
"Yes, Ichigo's hair has caused him problems all his life," he admitted. "One day he was in a serious fight. They knocked him out and took him to an abandoned house down the street. His mother was the only one home. She ran to the house to help him. What happened in that house, no one but Ichigo knows. He's never talked to anyone about it. All I know is that she was shot trying to defend him. He used to fight back back then...but ever since his mother's death, he believes that he deserves to be attacked. He doesn't defend himself anymore. I try to get him to by attacking him, but he's been slacking off ever since then. He's showed a little more fighting spirit since you two," he said motioning to Inoue and Rukia with his hand, "came into his life."
Rukia broke out into hysterical sobs. Inoue covered her mouth with her hands and allowed even more tears to fall.
"You two have made him feel like he has someone to protect," he continued. "We'll find him, don't worry," he said with more confidence this time.
He got up and walked to the door. Turning his head toward them he asked, "Aren't you guys coming? We have a rescue to do!"
He ran out the door. Rukia was right out the door beside him. Inoue stayed at the house with Yuzu and Karin. Isshin and Rukia ran to the said house and found a car parked in front of it.
"These people are so predictable," Isshin said with a smirk. His face grew serious when he turned to Rukia, "Be careful. I don't want history repeating itself."
Rukia nodded, her face still wet with tears and rain. They snuck into the dark house.
As they walked in they got a good mouthful of spider webs. The stopped momentarily to spit them out. the looked around. It was in horrible shape. layers of dust, probably haven't been cleaned for years, sat on everything. Foot prints were imprinted in the dust. The wood moaned underneath their feet. They took careful steps. The ceiling was soaked, probably leaks in the roof dripping the rain's water into the house.
They followed the footsteps to the bottom of the stairs. Sounds of someone being pushed around came from upstairs. They peered up the stairs bracing for a fight. The sounds were getting closer. A dark figure flew down the stairs and landed on Isshin. He hit his head on the wall behind them, knocking him out.
A slight groan was heard from the figure. Rukia approached it slowly. She touched it's back and it flinched.
"R-rukia," she heard it whisper.
"Ichigo," she said back, hugging him. He hissed. She moved a little away from him. "Are you alright? We have to get out of here. Come on get up," she ordered quickly. She got up and tried to pull his arm.
He ripped his arm out of her grasp and whispered forcefully, "No! Get out of here! They'll hurt you!"
"I know what happened with your mom! You don't deserve this! We have to get out of here. The police are coming!" she whispered frantically. She grabbed his arm again, only to have to pulled away again.
"No," he growled.
A crack was heard from the stairs. Rukia got up and stood between Ichigo, Isshin, and the attacker. A chuckle was heard.
"Baby, move," the voice said sternly. "Listen to him. Unless you want to get hurt too."
Rukia narrowed her eyes dangerously, "No."
She saw the shadow shrug, "Oh, well. I warned you."
She gasped when she was tackled to the ground. She felt him on top of her. A small stream of light floated in through a broken window revleaing the offenders face. Aizen!
She heard him chuckle. A bright reflction momentarily blinded her. She saw a knife gleaming in his hand. The light from the window reflected off it, making it look more dangerous and sharp. It disapeared as he lowered his hand. She flinched and froze as she felt its cold sharp blade on her stomach. A burning pain spread through her body as he sliced her flesh. She whimpered, too scared to think.
"Rukia," Ichigo growled. He got up and attacked Aizen with his remaining strength. Another body tackled Ichigo off Aizen. Rukia scurried away into a corner. She bumped into a desk causing a lamp to fall and smash beside her. She felt a large piece of glass cut her leg. She picked it up and held it like a weapon. She looked up and saw Aizen's cruel face approaching her. She disapeared into the dark.
Hurrying towards Ichigo who was being severely and repeadiatly punched by the second man. The man, unaware of her coming up behind him, continued his attack. Rukia plunged the glass shard into the guy's back. She heard him gasp. He began to cough, getting up off Ichigo. He stumbled over to the middle of the room and fell over, unable to stand. Blood soaked the floor, turning the dust a dark red. His raspy breathing stopped, telling Rukia was dead.
She sighed glad it was all over. She walked over to where Ichigo was, the little bit of light the broken window allowed to illuminate the room, and saw him looking at her, weaker then she had ever seen him.
"Are you ok?" she said tears coming to her eyes again.
"Rukia," Ichigo said weakly. She looked in his eyes and saw the reflection of a movement behind her.
Aizen. She had totally forgotten about him. He tackled her from behind. She fell to the ground on her stomach, him sitting on her abck. She struggled to move but found that she couldn't. She pushed her head flat on the ground. She felt his warm breath on her ear, "Don't move."
She felt him begin to remove his pants. She began to shake severely. She flipped her over. She began to thrash violently as she felt him unbotton her jeans.
"Get off! No don't! Ichigo!!" she screamed desperately. She didn't hear anything. He must have been unconscious. She was alone.
"Now, now. What did I just tell you?" he snarled as he plunged his knife into her stomach. She held her breath. She felt blood filling up her mouth, telling her that he had struck something inside her. She was unable to hold her wound since Aizen had her hands pinned above her head.
She didn't move as he continued, her vision getting blurry from the pain. She groaned and her fell to the side weakly. "Good girl," she heard him whisper.
She felt him position himself above her. Her eyes closed, waiting for the pain. Yeah it came but not like she thought. She felt him fall on her, putting pressure on her stab wound.
He was heaved off her. She opened her eyes slightly, it was too dark to tell who was standing over her.
"Ichigo?" she whispered hopefully.
"No, Rukia. It's Isshin," she heard the fatherly voice say. "Hold on there."
He walked away, the wood creaking under his weight. She turned her head watching him walk and putting Ichigo's arm over his shoulders. Ichigo was still conscious, barely. He looked at Rukia sadly.
"I told you to go," he mumbled out.
"And I didn't," she responded with equal weakness in her voice.
"Moron," he insulted.
"Shut up," she started.
"Now, now children. Now's not the time to be fighting. We gotta get you outside," he told them. He led Ichigo over to Rukia.
"Can you stand on your own for a second?" he asked his son.
"Of course," Ichigo said stubbornly.
Isshin let go of his son, who wavered slightly, trying to keep his balance. He bent down and picked up Rukia, bridal style. She sucked in a breath when he moved her but soon began to take quick small breaths. He let Ichigo hang off him again and led them outside.
"Good thing we were downstairs. I don't know if I would have gotten you both down those stairs," he said, with a little humor.
He layed Rukia on the grass and let ichigo go once again. He watched as Ichigo sat next to Rukia, looking at her sadly.
"You two stay here. I'll go get some help," he said as he ran off toward the Kurosaki Clinic.
"Rukia," Ichigo said touching her arm softly. "how are you feeling?"
"It doesn't really hurt, as long as I don't move," she told him, she was lying. It hurt like shit but she didn't want him to feel even worse.
"How about you?" she asked him, her eyes inspecting him.
"Yeah, I'm good," he said trying to convince her. He had been knicked a few times by Aizen's knife but it wasn't a big deal.
A loud bang was heard from behind them. Their eyes grew wide as they sawAizen tumbling toward them, a crazy look in his eye, knife in hand. This time Ichigo stood in front of Rukia.
"Get the hell away," he said threateningly.
Aixne charged him, knife in his oustretched arm. Ichigo dodged his attack perfectly. Aizen turned around again, enraged. He attacked again.
"I told you, if you ever even look at another hottie again, I would kill you!" he yelled. He smirked as his knife dug its way into Ichigo's arm.
Ichigo, seemingly unfased growled back, "And I told you, if you ever even look at my family of friends, that I would kill you!"
"And you hurt my friend," he yelled. he grabbed Aizen's hand and twisted it. He dropped the knife. Ichigo grabbed it and attacked Aizen. he didn't have the chance to dodge. The knife stabbed into his chest. He spat up blood and fell. Ichigo could see he was still breathing. In his moment of rage, he went to attack him again. A hand held him back.
He looked back in surprise. He saw his father looking at him. He shook his head telling him that it was enough. Three ambulances pulled up.
"You'll need another one. There's another guy inside," Isshin told the approaching police officer.
"Thanks dad," Ishhin heard Ichigo said. He turned to see ichigo fall to the ground unconscious. He was laying beside Rukia, his hand on hers.
Four paramedics walked up with two stretchers. Isshin told him, looking down at his son and his first love, "Make sure to put these two together at the hospital."
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Ahh, that was intense. I hope I described it well enough. Poor Ichi and Ruki! Will they be alright? Will Aizen live? You'll just have to see!
Eva-miko