Lost Without You Chapter 11: Lost 11, a bleach fanfic

Lost Without You

A/N: This turned out differently than expected. I hope you like these two as much as I do! Please be gentle with my fight scene I don't write many of them, I try to avoid them actually.

Warning: Everything you know about the Bount has changed, Ishida is not a badass, and an abundance of Oc canon fodder. And for this chapter disturbing mental images and gore. For which I have upped the rating.

"Shit." Ichigo growled he hadn't been expecting a fight this quickly. He was thankful that Kon was still with him, having snuck into his bag the other day to see Orihime. Of course Kon had already helped save the day once in the last few days, but generally he was nuisance and not much help in the thick of things. Though thankfully he had remained quiet during their stay at Urahara's, he might have to ask him why later. Not that he was really looking forward to that answer. For the moment he had other fish to fry and finding out a stuffed animal had been trying to sneak into bed with Orihime was the least of his concerns.

"Well this just makes the day better and better." Ishida said under his breath from this distance they could be seen and heard from the park. He could already see the little boy on the swing pause in his kicking, a twisted smile growing on his face. The boy's eyes were a deep clear blue much like the sky but there was no tranquility to be found there. From what he could tell there was very little emotion hiding in those clear orbs. And one look at his doll told him that cat's eye green was best not mixed with insanity, however that's what stared back at him. He couldn't see a weak spot from here. Not that it would matter much as the only archer in the group he was the only one that would have been able to attack from this distance.

"It looks like Aunt Viveka was right, Blythe, Henry couldn't cut it." The little boy on the swing spoke softly and his child's voice belied the wisdom in his words. He knew what he was talking about. Though as far as Ichigo could tell they were talking to themselves barely acknowledging their arrival other than to comment on it.

"Your right Blake." The doll's voice was a shade deeper and scratchier than it's owner's but no less that of a child's. Blythe examined his extended nails, more like claws, before looking back up at Ishida. "Should we take care of him ourselves?" His voice was bored as he threw back his head shaking his long brown hair into his eyes, tail twitching. He looked every bit a predator like that.

"I want to toy with them first." Blake stepped off the swing to stand in front of it his eyes scanning the group. "Let's start with her. She looks like she would taste delicious." He pointed one short finger at Orihime smiling maliciously.

"Wait a minute." Ichigo stepped forward no longer wanting to listen to them talk and now in his reaper form he had the means to dispose of them. "Did you just imply your going to kill her and eat her soul?" He wasn't sure on the facts but he had been fairly certain bount only ate souls. He was glad he had sent Kon on to Ishida's.

The boys blinked at him owlishly but nodded like semi obedient children before their faces twisted into unpleasantness. "Well how else do you expect us to get a meal?" They spoke in unison their voices soft, childish, and lacking any sweetness that should be related to a voice like that.

"Your saying a bount can kill a human to eat their soul if they want to?" Ishida asked already moving closer to the doll to get a better look. They hadn't attacked yet and he had no reason to keep more than a five foot distance. They were already a good ten feet away on the sidewalk, if they were going to fight they would have to at least move off the sidewalk.

"Of course they can." Blythe, the doll answered moving closer at a very human pace. "It's just most of us choose not to." He smiled again and now that he was closer they could see sharp white fangs glistening in the morning light.

Ichigo frowned there was something off with these two. He couldn't put his finger on it but their spirit pressure was low, and they didn't feel anything like the other two bount had. He was certain they were hiding their true powers and something about this just wrong. "Ishida..." He didn't have to ask the Quincy was already shaking his head. "Damn." He wanted this over with before anyone got hurt. They had been lucky the last time but he wasn't counting on that luck to hold.

Orihime was doing her best to stay alert this bount had just threatened to kill her and eat her soul. It was unnerving coming from a child. Of course she knew that there was no way it was really a child but then how did they look like children? How could a bount that is obviously very old still be a child? The other two had been young adults, well maybe that blonde hadn't been quite an adult. She was so deep in thought she was taken off guard when she felt claws digging her back. Her scream was loud an clear in the early morning. No one had seen either of them move.

Blythe licked a bit of blood from his claws, he was smiling as he crouched low ears flat against his head. His tail was swishing behind him. Blake stood behind him pleasure radiating from his small body.

Ichigo frowned this was harder than it would have been if he looked older. He was certain that it wasn't any easier for the others. But someone had to attack and he couldn't not play the hero. "Answer me one question." He would compromise as best he could with the situation he was in. If he got an answer he would feel better and if he didn't he couldn't feel much worse about attacking children. After all Ishida still hadn't signaled seeing a weak spot.

"I'll answer one question." The bount nodded slowly watching his doll flick his eyes over to him. They loved playing games and he wasn't done yet. Mental games could be just as fun as torture.

"How old are you?" Ichigo asked evenly hoping that he would answer. It wouldn't change much if he did but something inside him would feel better. These little boys looked about the same age as his little sisters.

The laugh was high and innocent, if that were a word one could associate with the demented. It turned into giggles near the end as the little boy turned cool blue eyes on him mirth showing through, overlaid by violence. "You could have asked anything and you ask that?" He smiled it was a touch more childlike than any of the others. "I am much older than I look." He assured them before nodding at his doll. "I am nine hundred this year." He answered.

Chad grunted feeling as his back was attacked. He heard Orihime scream as he felt his shoulder explode. He could feel the blood running down his bare back, his shirt torn open at the wound and now gaping. He couldn't help but fall forward, darkness wanting to take him.

Orihime didn't think she called on her spirits and began healing Chad immediately. She had watched the attack and she still couldn't believe the carnage they had left there. The doll had ripped apart his shoulders bits and pieces of flesh had sprayed outward, blood had rained for a split second and a hungry mouth had taken a bite. She could see the the muscles convulsing in pain. She prayed to god that she was in time.

"Oh that's some power girl." Blake smiled licking blood off of his doll's cheek. "I'm sure your soul will taste delicious."

"Ishida..." Ichigo hissed his sword drawn, he still hadn't seen the boy move. They were fast and he knew he couldn't protect the Quincy from them. One attack like that and Ishida would be out of commission, unlike Chad who was healing steadily and much faster than he would have thought. He was glad he couldn't see the full extent of the wound from this position.

"I'm looking Ichigo..." He trialed off noticing the sadistic gleam in the bount's eyes now directed at him. He couldn't be sure but he thought he had seen a hint of blue just behind him, the weak spot. He knew from Henry it didn't have to attached, but there was something off about this pair. Something insane.

"So Quincy are you ready to die?" The bount asked slowly moving forward unafraid as his doll mirrored him circling the Quincy and shinigami slowly. Like sharks on meat.

It was then that Orihime screamed being pulled upward by a pair of wings sprouting from her back. They could see the tendrils digging into her back as she struggled. She couldn't get free, and her spirits wouldn't be able to help her without the weak spot, her healing and shielding spirits busy on keeping Chad alive.

"You make the same face my Mother made..." Blake frowned and shook his head. "Or should I say all of my Mothers so far?" He smirked and it looked much more aged than his small body.

"Mothers so far?" Orihime stopped screaming curious and afraid. Ishida was staring hard at her signaling and she knew she might stand a chance if she vied for time.

The look that overtook the boys face was wrong, twisted, demented, and twinged with more than a little insanity. "Didn't you know from when you eat your first soul you don't age? I got Blythe at age ten when my Mother killed my Father, I ate him. Then I killed and ate her it was so fun to watch her scream. Since then I was tossed around from family to family in foster homes, so I ate them too. They were so delicious."

Ichigo blanched suddenly uncomfortable and he could feel the discomfort rolling off Ishida as well. One look told him he was scanning for the weak spot and having no luck.

Orihime screamed again drawing Ishida's attention, that's when he noticed the small blue light in the corner of one of the wings. There was no time to alert anyone though as the tendrils began releasing her. Ichigo was quick and caught her the same way he had caught Ishida. He was frowning as blood dripped onto them from the soaked tendrils. He wasn't about to figure out why though when Ichigo was scowling and looking like he was ready to murder. He had set Orihime down quickly and turned to him. "The wings." Was all he could get out before he felt the claws on his back shredding his skin, no where near as deep as on Chad's he had moved forward towards Ichigo just a touch.

Ichigo growled catching the Quincy when he fell. He felt completely useless. He set Ishida down gently doing his best not to lean down and see to his comfort. There wasn't time for that he had to get those wings before that brat figured out he knew. He was stopped mid strike by claws, the wings had reattached to their owner. He never thought he would see the day a cat was flying but he was looking at it. In the back of his senses he felt another shinigami heading this way, if he wasn't mistaken that same shinigami from the other night.

"It looks like an uninvited guest is heading our way. We'll continue this later." The boys smiled as the cat boy flew over picking up the other slightly smaller boy and began flying off. "I'll be sure to taste your souls next time." He called back smiling over his shoulder. He was gone before the shinigami arrived.

"Did I miss a good fight?" The blonde shinigami landed next to Ishida, around his neck was a camera. Another shinigami he recognized landed next to Orihime pulling a few things from little pouch from his back.

Ichigo just looked at him and shook his head they would explain later. "For now let's just treat the wounded. It's good to see you Hanataro."

A/N: Well that's all for now. Please review! With the following if you don't mind as I would like constructive feedback!