I don't know what came over me, I somehow stopped knowing if what I write is good enough or not. I was starting something, rewrote it, and deleted it.
Sigh.
I am depressing right now I know, but I did this, I try.
I'm watching breaking bad. That series is awesome.
Your faces are awesome.
Have a nice day.
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I walked away from that fucker, going into the single room we had on the ship, I opened it and saw a queen size bed. I'm not sleeping with that fucking leech.
I laid down on the bed, and held back from punching a hole in the wall, it won't do me any good if I die with the motherfucker, I wouldn't be able to piss on his grave. I closed my eyes to calm down. I think I was laying there motionless for half an hour, trying to relax my tension.
I sat up quickly.
It didn't fucking work.
I got out of the room and was greeted with a mop of orange hair, the kid looked at me with hard eyes, blood still smeared on his face down to his neck and shirt.
I narrowed my eyes at him "you ain't sucking more out of me" I growled in warning. This time I'll be prepared.
He licked his lips of the dried blood and wiped it with his hand "I don't know what it is..." he started saying and hesitated "but something about you makes my skin crawl." he scowled at his own words, as if trying them out.
I scowled back.
He looked back to me and his eyes were softer "I-I acted rashly, I shouldnt have... Bit you." he pressed his lips together.
I tilted my head and snorted "you're saying this to me with my blood on your face shinigami?" I ask humorlessly.
He wiped his hands against his face again, but it didn't help wipe away the already dried blood.
I took his chin between my thumb and finger, bringing his face upwards to me.
"Listen here shinigami, I want to break your fucking bones, to crush you like a little bug. You do NOT manhandle me and you do NOT stick your teeth into my flesh, cause I'll fucking bite your head off." I said as close to his face as I could.
He did not flinch away as I finished talking. He just calmly replied "I understand."
I was taken aback by his answer, I was sure he was going to explode at me so I could fuck him up.
He pushed past me into the room and washed himself up in the sink.
I got inside and just stood there, looking at him. Trying as hard as I can to analyze what the fuck he's thinking.
He took off his dirty shirt and washed it also. after finishing, and came over to me. His gaze calm and collected, he sat down on the bed with a sigh and looked at me.
"I need you to listen to me." he said "we are going to Virgo, it's a whorehouse in the far end of the milky way. The communicator I need, we can find it there because the place has an illegal sex-line. We need to steal one of them." he explained. "we need to make a cover and the best I could think of is this" he sighed "the majority of the prostitutes in there are shinigami, so I'll have to act as your escort and you'll be a client."
I looked at him as I was processing what he just said, I guess he's fucking serious about this if he's going that far for that communicator. "how can they know you're one of them if you're gonna come in with me?" I narrow my eyes in thought.
He looked at me "the place also serves as a love hotel for couples to meet secretly, like husbands meeting their mistresses." he explained calmly.
I was quiet, accepting the information and looking at my lap.
"although I know how you feel about me, and my race, I ask of you to make this believable." he said with a pressed jaw "we... Don't have the luxury of wasting time about how we feel concerning each other." he said in a soft, quiet voice.
I turned towards him, I looked at his face with bottled anger "so tell me everything." I say clearly.
He blinked and looked at me for answers "what do you want to know?"
"why did you lie to me? About the guy at the black market." I ask quickly.
He scowled "How so? You mean when I fed on him?"
I narrowed my eyes "you... What did you actually do? It wasn't what you did to me. It looked and sounded like you two were fucking."
The shinigami widened his eyes and exclaimed "I know the stereotypes my race is known for Grimmjow, but I did nothing of the sort." he pressed his lips and continued "the feeding... It's different when you do it right, the body must be relaxed and the feeding must be gentle. When it is done this way, there is a sensation of arousal. Though it's a trick of the mind. Some pay a lot of money and buy earthlings just for that purpose, feeling what you may call 'bliss'." he looked away from me and clasped his hands together "but, if you do it on a part of a body that dosen't have a thick enough blood vessel, and is tense, the feeding can be very painful, more so when it's done aggressively."
"so ya did it to tame me huh?" I snarl.
He turned to face me and his big eyes were angry "you were about to punch me in the face." he pointed out.
I pressed my lips together "and-"
Suddenly we heard shots fired next to our ship, there was a red light flickering and the word 'attack alert' blared on a screen on the wall.
We shot out of the room and went to the cockpit, I sat there immediately, switching off the autopilot.
"goddamit..." the shinigami cursed and tried to look at who was shooting at us, or are they even after us at all.
A voice suddenly came through the speaker of the ship "Kurosaki Ichigo, you thought I didn' see ya in the black market now did you?"
We both tensed up, he pressed a button so he could send a voice message back "who is this?" he asked in a venom filled voice.
There was a cackle through the speaker, the voice is distorted " the names Shiro, I'm coming for ya."
I quickly turned away from some more shooting and asked in a tight voice "another one of yer friends?"
"no, I don't know him." he said and sent another message "why are you after me?"
The reply came with another string of cackles "you're shitting me right? I'm after ya fer money, as an idiot that commited treason you really didn't think someone will send for ya?"
I peeked at the shinigami and I saw that his jaw was clenched.
Focusing back on piloting, I can take him down for now, I turned around fully and shot back, hitting on the space where usualy the engines are. I used the time he flew away as a result of the hit to make a gap between us as quick as possible.
"what-*BOOM* ah! Fuck!-" we got his half recorded message before we flew away.
There was a couple of silent seconds before "you are good at this." I heard the orange haired shinigami say in awe.
I snort "I have to be, I'm a pilot."
"suddenly I feel relief that you were still alive out there." he says in quiet shock.
I raise my brow at that "so you wanted me dead at some point?"
"only as much as you did." he retorted back calmly.
"that's understandable. Do you know where we can hide?" I ask as I go back to getting us the fuck away from that psycho.
He looked at the map in the screen and nodded "yes, theres a planet with oxygen and a normal tempature we can hide in for now not far away. I'll see if he bugged us."
We made our way to the planets atmosphere in one piece, I guess I got that fucker good and hopefully he got a leak in his engine. That should keep him away for now.
I landed safely next to some huge plants that would hide the ship and sighed heavily, thank fucking god I went to the military.
I heard a sigh next to me and saw Krosaki holding his head in his hands.
Clearing my throat I ask awkwardly "uh, do we have more of that canned food?"
He peeked at me beneath his hands and chuckled "yes, I asked Ginjo to give us a stocked ship."
I scowled "wouldn't he think that it's suspicious that a shinigami would need real food?"
Kurosaki stood up, and rolled his eyes as he said "I told him it's for our 'other lovers'." he made quotation marks with his fingers.
I blinked "that guy is stupid as fuck." I say in distaste.
over his shoulder while walking away he said "stupid or not, he has blood and good equipment."
I was about to raise my brow at him but I guess he understood what he said and turned to me quickly while rummaging in a cabinet "I did not mean it like that." he said accusingly as he saw my face.
Shrugging and looking away from him "I didn't say anything."
He tapped my shoulder with an open can filled with food, I took it and looked over to him, his lips were pressed and he scowled.
"Thanks" I started eating.
He sat in front of me, and looked at me with hard eyes. I tried to ignore him but I felt his eyes on me too much, it was making me irritated.
"what? I like eating like a pig okay?" I bark at him with food in my mouth.
He leaned forward, with his elbows on his knees "how good are you at piloting ships?"
I stop mid bite and shrug "I manage, this one isn't as good as the ones on base though."
He hummed to himself and nodded "thats good, I'm not that good of a pilot so I was afraid we wouldn't have a shot at this... But now, I think we have a chance." he's eyes were determined, he ran a hand trough his orange locks "I'll have to get you a better ship."
I finished my food and looked at him "I think I know where we can get one" I gave him a big grin, finally, I'm doing something useful.
The shinigami narrowed his eyes and said "fine, we will need to get the communicator, and work our way from there."
Something tells me he dosen't trust my ways, but he can look wherever he wants, he wouldn't find a ship better than starrk's. he opened a shop far away, I used to visit him when I did my patrols trough space.
The guy is lazy as fuck but when he mods or builds a ship, he's making magic.
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After we got out to check around the ship for signs of living things and hits on the ship, we got inside. I wasn't able to ask Kurosaki everything, it makes me uncomfortable, but I got the gist of what we're gonna do and how we're gonna do it.
It seems the shinigami is hell bent on that communicator because he wants to contact someone from earth that could help us from the inside, we will maybe infiltrate the planet and get to the big man quietly, and stop this at once. He said he also thinks there's someone inside the military force that's ruling over the planet who can be on our side. Which is pretty good.
I feel the need to do this for my people, for revenge, everything I've known was grinded down to ash and will never come back, not the bar I used to go to, not the people that used to hangout with me, not even the people I used to see everyday going to work.
Nothing.
It's so hard to understand, everything. I'm here with a human being, but he's not... like me. When did we get so far apart from each other? I mean, we're fucking humans! How can someone DO this to somebody who is the same, although not quite. The earthlings, I think they are broken and can't be fixed. Once you don't see the person who is the same as you on equal grounds you're fucking broken.
The things the shinigami told me, fuck, the rich living in luxury, in some sort of disgusting bubble of apathy, while there are others who are thirsty for blood. Who KILL for blood just to live one more fucking day with their kids.
He said that when a shinigami is dying, dying from dehydration, the last of the blood in his body is used all at once, as a last desparet act of survival. From what I understood, their instincts boost up and they go berserk, attacking anything in their way to quench the thirst.
Now put a millions of them together, living in shit holes. No one to protect them from themselves. These are people who are in constant contact with friends, family. How could you live with yourself knowing that you may kill your kid because you're hungry and can't help it?
No wonder earth is fucking dying.
The residents are already dead.
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I dont have anything more to say, but if someone will comment on how long it took me to post this chapter...
I REALLY wouldn't do anything.
I'm serious.
