Replica
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach and Children of Bodom owns the song. (Surprise!)
Warnings: OOCness, some cursing, crappy grammar and lemon in the end.
Part three:
"Are you sure you will be okay, onii-chan?" Yuzu asked, looking his brother with worried eyes. "You can always order pizza or something, right?"
Ichigo messed his sister's hair. "It isn't like I had never cooked before" he laughed. "But if you don't want to see your dear kitchen after I have cooked, yes, I can order pizza."
Yuzu looked relieved. Kurosaki family was going to camping for the weekend, which Ichigo was going to pass, saying he had test on monday.
"Yosh, girls! Let's get going! Good luck, my hard-working student son!" With goofy grin from Isshin and bored eyeroll from Karin, the trio went on their way.
"Whatever." Ichigo slammed door close behind them. He had thought a lot about what had happened in his inner world a couple days ago. And he had a plan. A good one.
And this weekend was a perfect change to put it on action.
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It it had stopped raining. Maybe his king had forgotten already? Oh well, at least he wasn't soaked anymore.
Shirosaki sat his chin pressed against his knees, obviously sulking. It wasn't really hollow-like, but he was getting used to it. He wasn't really hollow-like these days.
Zangetsu was watching him, black coat whirling in nonexisting wind. "You should stop doing that. Things will get better soon, for you and for Ichigo. Trust me."
Shirosaki threw a malicious glare towards the zanpakutou. "Stop doing what? And what do you know anyway, old man? Fucking war is over. All that links our king to his past is occasional drinking with the Pineapple, Sixty-nine and the Bald. There are some hollows, but there is some other shinigami to kick their asses. Our lovely king is focusing on studing, and has no use for a hollow or zanpakutou."
Zangetsu almost smiled, mystery eyes softening a little."I ment that you must stop sulking. And I indeed know something you don't. Our king, as you prefer to call him, asked me about... well, you will know soon enough."
Hollow's eyes narrowed. "What was that? I have no right to know, ne? I'm just a fucking hollow. Fine. Doesn't matter. But when I will be gone, killed myself out of this misery, it is too late cry and say you are sor-"
With a slight 'plop' sound hollow disappeared, his speech left unfinished. This time, Zangetsu actually smiled. It was a great pity that there wasn't anybody to witness the rare expression.
"Take good care of him, Ichigo. He is part of you, and not so evil as you may think."
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In a meantime, certain orangeheaded shinigami sat on the floor in extremely strange position, trying to remember what his zanpakutou had advised him to do.
"Just call him in your mind, and picture him in front of you, hm? Meditation helps, hm? This is something what buddha people do, damnit!"
It seemed to help however, judging by the fact that hollow appeared in front of him, reaching for his version of Zangetsu. Which was not there, of course.
Landing barely on his feet, hollow roared in anger. Voice was as scary as his maniac laughter, tought not as much used.
"Shut up, bastard! There isn't anybody home at the moment, but even neighbours heard that!"
Blinking, the hollow shut his mouth and took a good look around. His king was sitting in front of him, legs bended to a painful looking position. Orangehead was looking at him, scowling expression on his handsome face.
"Umm... Hello? And may I ask, oh All Mighty King, why are you sitting that way? Did someone kick you to the..."
"No!" After some struggling, Ichigo managed to get up. "Zangetsu told me that it would help me if I wanted to call you."
Silence.
"Why would you want to call me?" Ichigo shivered, when he heard the weakness in his partners voice. It was not supposed to be there.
"Let's talk about that later, ok? My sister is not here and I'm horrible cook, but let's order some pizza. Do you like mushrooms?"
"Pizza? Mushroom?"
"Whatever. We have probably the same taste anyway."
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Ichigo watched with amazement how his hollow enjoyed his food. He had forgotten that Shirosaki was not used to eating. That would be fixed soon.
"Why did you call me here? If it's about what happened couple days ago, I know it was really stupid, I am your hollow after all, but..."
"Yes, it's about that and shut up, you shouldn't be apolozising."
Surprised stare.
"Look, I know what I did wrong. It was hard for me to figure out that you are a person. Still is, actually. Thinking that I have used you all these years just for fighting, never asked what you wanted..." Ichigo's voice broke for a moment "makes me no better than Aizen."
Giving the hollow no change to interrupt, Ichigo went forward.
"I can't turn back time, but I can still save what is left. So, I decided that you can have this body."
"What?!"
The light is green
my slate is clean
new life to fill the hole in me.
"Yeah. I won't fight back. No tests anymore, just like you said. It can't happen here, but you could move abroad. To America, maybe. Build your own life there. You can do whatever you want, eat and drink like humans. Have a girlfriend and family, even. Be the king."
"What about you?"
"Me? I would live as you have lived all these years. Inside our inner world with Zangetsu. Watching that you will do well, of course."
"What about your friends? The ones you sacrificed so much for."
Ichigo smiled sadly. "You must pay for everything. I have been selfish, and I must repay it. That how life works. You will learn that in time."
Teen was visibly upset. He stood up and took dishes to the shink to hide his face, but Shirosaki was not so easily distracted. He stood up too, walked behind Ichigo and wrapped his arms tightly around the other. "Thanks", he said quietly "but no."
Ichigo turned around looking surprised. It didn't matter if hollow saw a single tear running down his cheek. "Why?"
"You are king. That is how it supposed to be. That is how we are created. And you are not as selfish as you may think: you have given much to me. My life. My name.
I had no name
last December
Christmas Eve I can't remember.
"We couldn't just call you a hollow, because there is so many hollows out there. It isn't like anyone would have cared. And your whole life was an accident."
"What does it matter? Something good came out of it. I was born, because you needed me."
"Needed you?"
"Yes. Needed more power. Power to save Rukia. Later, power to save Orihime."
Shirosaki leaned his head against his king's back. "I didn't think about it at first, I just wanted some control. I wanted to kill. Later on, I learned to respect you. Learned to... love you. Fuck that cheesy word. And now, when all fighting is over, you don't need a hollow. That is what really hurts."
I was in constant pain
I saw you shadow in the rain.
"It may be true, that I don't need a hollow."
Shirosaki closed his eyes. No tears. No tears. Please, no tears.
"I could use a lover, though."
Hollow snapped his eyes open. His king was now facing him, gentle smile on his face. "I love you", he whispered.
"I love you too."
They kissed. That was the first kiss for both of them. Lovingly, their tongues danced around each other, their hands wrapped around other's body.
Lowering themselves to the kitchen table, they started stripping each other. Touch of bare flesh, white and tanned, deepened their passion and made them gasp for air between heated kisses.
"Ride me, my king", Shirosaki whispered, voice husky, when they were both naked, hollow lying under his king white legs spread.
Ichigo didn't need to be told twice.
Carefully he started lowering himself, pushing the hollow's manhood slowly inside of him.
Shrisosaki screamed in pleasure, when he felt his king all around him, hot and tight. His head rolling backwards, hollow started bucking his hips upwards, screaming his kings name.
Ichigo grunted in pain, but it was soon forgotten when wave of great pleasure washed over him. Oh god! He had never experienced anything like this! Thrusting to the hollow's hips, they swinged together in a perfect act of pleasure.
"Yes! YES! Just like that, king, harder,please, I'm gonna... AH!"
"S-Shiro, god, come for me, feels too good... Just there, just...Yes!"
Tired and spent, two of them collapsed on each other.
"Kitchen table isn't the most comfortable place to fall asleep, you know."
"Shit happens. I'm too tired to go anywhere at the moment, and I suspect that so are you."
"Very true."
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Author's note: Woohoo! That is probably longest chapter I have ever written! GO ME! So, did you like it? There will be still an epilogue, but when song ends, story must end too. Me wants reviews!
