Lemony: Still feeling sick, my tummy hurts. Sense I'm bedridden for the time being, I'm going to keep updating.
Silver Moon
"Unconscious again eh, mortal…" The female voice purred at Gin. The fog had become so familiar to him, he forgone even looking around.
"I have a name you know." Gin growled at the mist, silence followed but was soon broken by a feminine laugh.
"And it is Gin Ichimaru…" The voice giggled, Gin scowled. This person obviously knew a lot about him. She knew his name when he had no memory of even telling it to her. Gin scoffed, these games where getting old.
Fast.
"Now if only you'd tell me yours." Gin said sarcastically.
More silence.
"My name is Akane…" The fog said, Gin perked up.
"Akane?" He repeated, only silence followed. Gin glanced around the fog hoping to place the name with a face, but he saw no one.
"Yes…I am your mate, Gin Ichimaru…" Akane echoed, Gin smirked.
"Sorry, I already have a girlfriend." He said hoping to provoke whom ever he was speaking to into coming out and stop hiding behind the fog because, honestly, it was getting old.
"Who said anything about a girlfriend…" Akane laughed, Gin didn't like the way she said it.
"You will come to me Gin Ichimaru, whether you want to or not…you cannot deny me." Akane continued, Gin rolled his.
"I'll try my best." Gin mocked, Akane laughed again. She must have found his sarcasm funny, but Gin could saw nothing to laugh about.
"Your efforts will go in vain…three moons time Gin Ichimaru…and you will be mine…look at your palm…" Akane told him, suddenly Gin felt a burning in his right hand. He opened his hand wide and gawked at his palm, something was etched into it. The symbol of a paw print took up most of his hand.
"Now you have the mark of the wolf…you have become one of us…"
"Mr. Ichimaru?" The emergency paramedic said to the unconscious man lying on the floor of the apartment. The young man was very pale and sweating profusely, his girlfriend had called 911 when he hit the floor. He seemed to faint so suddenly, the emergency paramedic gave Gin mouth-to-mouth only to have him bit his lip. Gin was not happy about waking up and being kissed by another man.
Not happy at all.
Even if his life was in danger there was no excuse for another dude to French-kissing him!
"Hey!" Gin cried once he sat up and wiped his mouth staring at the paramedic with murder in his eyes.
"What's going on!" He demanded of his girlfriend, Rukia looked at him then scowled.
"You passed out, you idiot! I called 911, he was giving you mouth-to-mouth," Rukia chided her boyfriend, Gin digested that information. He looked at the paramedic who was holding his lip.
"Sorry." He said not really meaning it, he still wasn't happy he had locked lips with a fellow male.
Is it too much to ask for a chick paramedic?
Apparently so.
"Well, you look fine now." The paramedic said brushing himself off, "the hospital will send you the bill." He said packing up his first aid kit and leaving the apartment in a huff.
Gin stood up and brushed himself off, Rukia examined for any sign of illness. No, he looked like his same old self (with the exception of the recent changes). Rukia shook her head, every day it was something new.
First he was eating meat like crazy and was horny as hell.
Then he couldn't sleep with screaming his head off.
And now he was randomly passing out.
Rukia wondered what tomorrow might bring her. Would Gin grow a tail, sprout some fins and then swim away? Who knows! Its anyone's guess!
She pinched the bridge of her nose, she beyond being scared. Now she was annoyed, Gin really needed to get himself checked out. She made a mental note to make a doctor's appointment for Gin because she knew he wouldn't do it himself. If she couldn't find an answer, maybe the doctor could.
Gin took a deep breath, he considered Akane's words.
You have become one of us…
Gin gulped as he brought his hand into his eyesight. He slowly unclenched his fist and saw it…the same symbol from his dream. The paw print. Gin came to the sinking conclusion that what was happening was very real. He couldn't deny it anymore, Akane said he'd lose all control. And he had… momentarily. But this was Gin Ichimaru, he was in control of every aspect of his life (except Rukia). He wasn't about to be some werewolf bitch's puppet. The silver-haired man clenched his teeth, and considered his situation. He pondered everything he knew about werewolves, which wasn't much besides they change with the full moon. He needed help, Gin stormed into the kitchen and began to go through the phonebook. Someone, somewhere could help him, all he had to do was look for those weirdo shops that people are usually scared to go to. He found the name of one called Mushi's Magic and called the number. He got in touch with the owner and made a appointment to see him. The elderly man on the other line seemed happy to have a customer, so he joyfully accepted Gin's pleas for help.
Once Gin put the phone back on the receiver, he sighed. Now if this was a bunch of bullshit he was going to be furious. He sat at the kitchen table, thinking. Akane had said she'd see him in three moons time.
Three moons time?
What the hell did that mean? Was that some freaky werewolf code? Gin would find out tomorrow when he met with Mushi, but for now, he was horny. He stalked through the apartment searching for Rukia so they could fix his 'problem'. Granted, she wasn't too happy at the fact that he had just sprung an erection on her.
But hell, she rolled with it.
Lemony: Hmm, now we have name but we're still missing a face. Fun Fact, 'Akane' in Japanese means 'deep red' I thought the name kinda fit, and what of this Mushi character? Oh well, find out in the next chapter ladies and gents. REVIEW