"Tempting"

Everyone was in the meeting hall, whispering to each other about why a meeting was called so soon. Normally they only meet once a week and they had already had their weekly meeting the other night. So why was another being called? It didn't sit well with any of the Taicho's. The fact that Isshin and Ichigo were present only added to the confusion. They had been informed to not bring their Fukutaichos, so why were two people unaffiliated with their organization here? Much to their displeasure they had to wait until the Captain Commander explained.

Ichigo felt his nerves getting to him as he stood beside his father in the large meeting room. He knew he had been here before, but then again he hadn't really paid much attention to the people or the room at the time. Now though, he had time to examine everything and everyone.

The wooden room had a high ceiling and almost reminded him of a dojo room, without the training mat. The walls were a crimson red color and the ceiling white. It was impressive, but very dull. There were no chairs except for one that was at the head of the room where he guessed the commander sat. There was no art hanging on the walls, only a scroll behind the chair that had the Japanese number for one in the middle of a diamond shape.

Ichigo looked to the other people in the hall with him. Everyone was in a line, one to the right of the chair and one to the left, reminding him of a military welcoming line. The first person, closest to the chair was a taller male with brown hair. He felt a vague familiarity with the male, but couldn't place where he knew him from. Though the male looked like a nice guy something about his smile made Ichigo edgy.

Ichigo turned his attention to the next person in the line. This person was a bit strange, having what looked like a bucket over his head, as if to conceal his face. The person was large, standing taller than almost everyone in the room. He was rather imposing as well. Maybe it was because Ichigo couldn't see his face that he was unnerved by the large person. Ichigo couldn't even tell if the large person was a male or female, but had to guess it was a male for the fact that its chest wasn't pronounced enough to be a female.

Ichigo continued down the line. The next male was a strange one; he was staring right at Ichigo with a wide grin. One golden eye stared at him, since the other was covered by a black patch. This male was tall as well, but wasn't nearly as tall as the one standing next to him or as large. His had a defined body structure that was purely male. He didn't wear a shirt, showing off tanned skin that was scarred and extremely muscular. He only wore a white jacket that everyone wore (except for Ichigo and his father), and black hakama. Despite his non-uniform appearance Ichigo had to say his black hair was the strangest. It was spiked into points and seemed to have bells dangling from the spikes.

Shivering slightly he turned his attention to the next person, trying to ignore the heated look he was getting from the scarred male. The next person was an older friendly looking male. He almost looked sickly as well. His skin was paler than everyone in the room; his hair was white and cascaded down his slender body. He had a kind smile on his slips and its warmth reached his brown eyes. He gave Ichigo a small nod of his head and Ichigo returned the action.

Ichigo was about to look to the rest of the people who were in the room, but when the sound of wood hitting wood echoed through the hall he turned his attention towards the sound. It seemed while he was looking around someone had come in and was now sitting in the only chair in the room. The elder man looked like he should have turned to dust long ago. Scars marred his face and he had no hair, besides his white eye brows and long white beard that was wrapped in a purple and red ribbon. Ichigo instantly knew this had to be the commander he had heard of.

"It has come to my attention that our defenses have been breached." Ichigo heard a collection of gasps; apparently this wasn't a common occurrence.

"Earlier this evening a Bloodling penetrated our defenses and managed to gain access to the Kuchiki Estate where it attacked a resident before it was detected and disposed of. Mayuri, would you care to explain how this happened?"

Ichigo looked to the man that everyone now directed their attention to. He definitely was a strange one. He probably stood as tall as Ichigo. His skin was painted in white and black vertical lines. He also had a gold head piece that wrapped around the sides of his face. It also seemed like he had blue hair, a very odd man indeed.

"Impossible! Nothing could get through my defense system." Mayuri said in a boastful voice. "The only way something could have gotten through is if it was created in the Seireitei, beyond the defensive systems range."

Everyone seemed to come to the same conclusion as they looked at Yamamoto, well everyone besides Ichigo. Ichigo had been told what a Bloodling was. Vampire's that gave into their bloodlust. But since all the inhabitants of Seireitei were vampires, he guessed that it would have been common to deal with a Bloodling every now and then.

"If this is so, then that would mean someone created one within the Seireitei, an unforgivable crime." Ichigo looked to the speaker to find the tall brown haired man with glasses had spoken.

"Correct Aizen." Yamamoto said.

Ichigo raised a brow and looked over at his father, confused on what was happening. His dad just gave him a pointed look, telling him to pay attention and he would explain later. Looking back to the old man at the front of the hall Ichigo shifted on his feet. He could feel the tension rising as something he didn't understand was causing everyone to become edgy.

"If I may Captain Commander," Once again the man named Aizen spoke up, taking one step out of line. Yamamoto nodded his head and Aizen looked over the group.

"As was mentioned the other night, these new Bloodling have become stronger and have even developed a poison that affects our pure bloods, causing them to turn into something we haven't encountered before. If I recall correctly Kuchiki-sama was attacked by one of these new Bloodlings. I do not think it would be a far stretch to come to the conclusion that the culprit for this crime would be him."

Everyone stilled at this and Ichigo bristled with anger.

"I'm sorry to inform you Aizen-taicho, but your theory is incorrect. Earlier this evening after the Bloodling attack, myself and Kurotsuchi were called to the Kuchiki Estate to examine Kuchiki-sama. We found no trace of the poison in his blood." A woman spoke up, defending Byakuya.

Ichigo took a deep breath and felt his father place his hand on his shoulder in reassurance, something Ichigo was grateful for.

"But was it not just the other evening that Byakuya admitted to feeding off of Isshin's son." Aizen spoke once again.

"Yes, but that was for a different reason separate to the poison." Mayuri said, clearly getting annoyed about something.

"I hardly believe Byakuya, whom is well known for his control of his hunger, would have feed from someone without something affecting him. He has returned to us before with nearly no blood left in his body and yet refused to drink until he knew he was in control." Ichigo felt his father's hand grip his shoulder tighter. Apparently his father had the same thought.

"That's because something else was affecting him, he's b-" Mayuri never got to finish his statement as Byakuya stepped in front of him.

"I suggest if we are to bring this subject up we allow the boy and his father to leave." He said calmly even though his fist was clenched.

"Kuchiki, get back in line! Mayuri continue." Byakuya looked at Yamamoto and for a second everyone held their breath as it looked as if the raven was about to disobey the Captain Commander.

After what felt like hours the raven calmly walked back to his position next to Ichigo and stared forward. Ichigo could feel the tension radiating off the raven and wondered why he was so adamant on Mayuri not speaking until he was gone.

"Unohana and I have concluded that the boy and Kuchiki are… blood… linked."

Ichigo had no idea what that meant, but clearly it wasn't a good thing or at least he didn't think it was. His father tensed up even more, everyone was looking at him and he felt Byakuya shift uncomfortably beside him. Ichigo looked around at everyone who was looking at him, as if expecting him to say something. Ichigo was just as confused as everyone else looked, though he was probably confused for a different reason. They knew what it meant to be blood linked, where he had no idea what it meant and could only grasp at straws.

"Even if that's true, Kuchiki still shouldn't have lost control unless he had bitten the boy before." Aizen pointed out and everyone nodded their heads and thankfully turned their attention to Byakuya and away from Ichigo.

"We did think of this as well when we examined Kuchiki and when we received a sample of the boy's blood we found the cause, because Kurosaki is a half breed his blood has a peculiar… attribute. It…. reacts when close to Byakuya's, and this reaction causes Kuchiki's hunger to spike. Just like in any blood link this hunger can be calmed with a small amount of the boy's blood." The woman spoke calmly and Ichigo started to understand a little bit of what was going on.

He wanted to know more about this Blood Link thing that apparently he had with the raven beside him, but something else concerned him even more.

"Can we get off this subject and back to the one that is a little more important, like I don't know, having the Bloodling get in here when clearly it shouldn't have?" Ichigo said crossing his arms over his chest and his normal scowl on his face. He wasn't unnerved about everyone looking at him, but when the old man chuckled softly he did waver in his stance a little.

"The boy really is your son Isshin, but he is right. As interesting as it is to know that Byakuya is blood linked, with this information we know that he was not the cause of the Bloodling so we need to explore different theories and find a solution." Ichigo looked over at the sickly man with white hair who had spoken with a soft smile.

After what seemed like hours of just standing there being quiet everyone was dismissed with a certain task and Ichigo wasn't all too pleased with the one given to him. Being a half breed was really starting to piss him off. Apparently half breeds were rare and to be blood linked with a vampire was even rarer. The fact that said vampire was a pure blood was even more unheard of. So he and Byakuya were told to follow the strange blue haired man to his research facility so they could gather more data on half breeds and the blood link. His father had protested, but with one look from the commander he didn't speak up any more. Not that Ichigo blamed him; the old man was kind of scary, kind of...

Ichigo walked beside Byakuya, who had been quiet this whole time. Kurotsuchi was ahead of them, leading the way, talking about the different experiments that he wanted to perform. Most of them seemed like normal experiments; blood samples, physicals, limit testing. A few experiments Ichigo wasn't really sure what Kurotsuchi meant. Maybe once this was done he could sit one of the vampires down and get some information out of them or at least ask his own questions as he was tested.

"Ah, we're here." Ichigo looked up at the building that Kurotsuchi had brought them to. There was a large gate and it was sectioned off from the rest of the Seireitei with an equally large wall. When the large gate opened Ichigo was a bit impressed with an also large building. It looked like a modern research building and he had no doubts that it would have contain some of the most modern equipment. Where they got the money to build and maintain such things he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

Ichigo examined his surroundings as he was led inside. He wanted to know every hallway he had to take, just in case he might have to escape. After walking down many different halls that all seemed the same, him and Byakuya were led into a room. This room looked like a normal examination room, which was something he was familiar with.

"Kurosaki, if you would, please strip." Ichigo tensed at that, is face instantly heating up.

"W-what?!"

"I want to know if you have any physical abnormalities. It's hard to tell if you have clothing on, now get on with it boy." The scientist said crossing his arms over his chest impatiently.

Ichigo looked from Kurotsuchi and then Byakuya, hoping the raven would say something. He didn't though, just standing silently looking at anything other than the orangette. Ichigo grumbled to himself and crossed his arms over his bare chest.

"I think not! I have no "physical abnormalities". Byakuya can confirm that. He got a pretty good look earlier this evening." Ichigo said through gritted teeth, earning a shocked look from the painted man and a splutter from the raven.

"Oh…I … uhh hadn't realized you two had taken your relationship that far." Ichigo stilled at that and once those words sunk in heat rose to his face once again.

"W-We haven't… I would nev… that's jus…You're sick!" Ichigo pointed an accusing finger at Kurotsuchi who just tilted his head to the side slightly, a wide grin on his face.

"Then for what other reason would he have seen you naked, unless you were.…"

"Urahara Kisuke was training him." Byakuya interrupted and sighed softly.

"Ah. Right, that makes sense now."

Ichigo was now the one who was confused. Did the blonde have a tendency of training people naked or something? Ichigo wouldn't put it past the pervert.

"I can confirm that Kurosaki has no abnormalities." Byakuya advised which got a tsk from the scientist, making Ichigo think the male had just wanted to get him undressed for other reasons.

"Very well then, Kurosaki, sit down. I'm going to take some blood."

Byakuya was starting to lose his patience with the scientist. He was done with the normal testing. Blood work, physicals and all that other useless stuff to try and gauge his and the boys power levels. Ichigo had done a good job of fooling Kurotsuchi about his power level, which was a good thing because if he had learned about Ichigo's true strength the boy would be in danger and thus he would be as well.

Byakuya had just finished the last test on his power limit and had hoped that would be it, but it seemed Kurotsuchi still wanted to run one last test, with both of them involved. What it was he wouldn't say and that worried Byakuya a little, okay maybe a lot. The man had no self-control when it came to experimenting on new things. Currently, he and Ichigo were stuck in some kind of windowed cage inside a large concrete room. As explained to them before they entered the cage, though see-through, was indestructible by normal means. This meant that unless Byakuya released all of his powers he wouldn't be able to escape and neither would Ichigo.

There wasn't anything in this glass case either, but Ichigo seemed fine with sprawling out on the floor. Clearly he was tired from all the testing Mayuri had put him through. Byakuya had not been tested as harshly as the orangette, simply because almost everything about him was already on record, though this test made little sense to him. What was Mayuri trying to find out from putting them in a transparent box?

It wasn't like he would get much information either. Already he could feel the tug of sleep in the back of his mind as the sun was about to rise. With the sun rising Mayuri would have to wait to finish his testing until the next night, unless he was thinking of testing them through the day, which would be impossible. Pinching the bridge of his nose he sighed softly.

"So now that we're somewhat alone, I have some questions for you." Byakuya had hoped the boy would ask someone else, but it would seem that he was going to be forced to answer the boy's question.

"Go ahead."

"This blood link thing, what the hell is it?"

"Vampires can drink the blood of anyone whom they chose to drink from. Some will feed from those who are unwilling, some will seduce their prey into giving their blood freely. Vampires need blood to both survive and to gain strength. Most vampires don't drink another vampire's blood because of the negative effects it can create. If a vampire drinks the blood of another and the blood is not compatible to them, it can turn the vampire into a Bloodling or turn the vampire into ash…" Byakuya looked down at Ichigo, who was staring up at the clear ceiling, seemingly absorbing everything so far.

"On rare occasions, a vampire can drink the blood of another. And if the two bloods are compatible it forms a link between the two. This link will only be one way as long as the other vampire doesn't drink the blood of the one who drank theirs. If for some reason this does happen and they drink the first vampires blood the "Blood Link" is formed".

Byakuya paused to allow Ichigo to process the information.

"This link can be favorable towards both vampires. It will allow the two vampires to feed from each other and never have to worry about their hunger. It strengthens a vampire more than anything else ever could as well. They will always know where the other is and what they might be feeling, though that could be a negative attribute. If one of the vampires in the Blood Link happens to lose control and isn't calmed in time then the linked vampire is bound to also lose their control and both could end up in frenzy. Those that are Blood Linked must taste their counter-parts blood once a month to avoid frenzy, unless the Blood Link is incomplete... Then the one who feed on the other must have their blood once every night." Byakuya kept his gaze on Ichigo the whole time he was talking, reading the younger males expression as he heard this new information. So far it seemed the boy was just thinking it over, his brow knitted as he was pieced everything together.

"… So that mean's our blood is compatible and since I have yet to… "drink" from you we have an Incomplete Blood Link…" Ichigo finally looked at him and Byakuya just nodded his head.

He was expecting a sneer or a look of disgust to form on the boy's face, but that didn't happen, just a casual shrug on his shoulders as he stood up to stand in front of him.

"So if you can tell what I'm feeling what are you reading from me now?" Ichigo said crossing his arms over his chest. Byakuya sighed a shook his head.

When Byakuya didn't say anything Ichigo stepped forward, as if reducing the distance would help the raven read the boy's feelings better. It didn't of course, because now that he was closer that scent once again washed over Byakuya. He felt the hunger spike and once again he found himself fighting against his instincts to sink his fangs into the boy along with other things. Ichigo just looked at him waiting for a response which Byakuya found that rather irritating.

"Well?" asked Ichigo, a scowl trying not to creep onto his face.

Byakuya moved then stepping closer to the orangette until he was just mere inches from him. He stared down at him calmly before raising a brow and a soft smirk appearing on his lips. Leaning down he got close to the boys ear before whispering.

"Good night Kurosaki."

With that he turned on his heel, walked to the opposite side of the glass encasement and sat down. With the sun about to rise he was too tired to try and fight against his instincts so it would be best to rest before he did anything else he would regret. Not even looking at the boy he closed his eyes and waited for sleep to take over.

This was the chance he was looking for. Once the raven had finally moved away from the orangette he set his plan in motion. The twelfth division shook and trembled as the ceiling caved in just above where the glass case holding the two was located. He wasted no time in shattering the case either, using the strength he had built up in waiting to crack the hardened glass and burst through it. With swift movements he snatched the shocked orangette up and quickly went about escaping, leaving those in the division disoriented and unable to do much with the rising sun. Even the raven that had gone to chase after him was forced to stop as the sun rose and made his body shut down. The only ones left awake where the ghouls and they couldn't keep up with him.

He smirked over his victory and didn't even mind the orangette who was currently cussing at him and throwing a tantrum over his shoulder. It didn't matter though; the half breed was no match for his shifter strength or speed. Though he was a little annoyed by the foul words spewing from the orangette's lips. How could such a childish male know so many different colorful words? So he promptly smacked the boy's nice round ass, earning a yelp and shocking the boy into silence enough for him to pick up his pace before they arrived at his destination.

He wasted no time in throwing the boy in the iron cage designed specifically for him and grinned at the boy as he tried to escape before the door clicked shut.

Ichigo stared up at the feral grinning male with a scowl on his face. He was still lost at to what had happened, but all he knew was that he was now locked in a cage by some strange male that he didn't know and that didn't sit well with Ichigo.

"Let me out of here you blue haired freak!" Ichigo roared as he kicked the cage bars, hurting his foot more than anything else.

The bluenette just chuckled at him.

"As if kitten. I'm pretty sure Lord Aizen would not be too happy if I let his new pet go before he could play with him. Besides, if anything happens while Lord Aizen sleeps I might just have to teach you a few manners and show you what that mouth of yours is really supposed to be used for." Ichigo looked at him as the threat sunk in, horror marring his facial features and earning a barking laugh from the clearly insane bluenette.

"Fuck you!" Ichigo kicked the cage once again. His mind was racing. Had he said Aizen? Wasn't that one of the vampires in the meeting? If so what did this… creature have to do with him? And what they hell did he mean by calling him a pet?

"Oh! Is that an offer?" The male stepped closer, licking his lips and raking his eyes over Ichigo.

For once Ichigo had wished he had put his shirt on. Even in a room full of vampires he didn't feel as exposed as he did right now. Striking blue eyes gazed at him like he was a piece of meat to a starving man. Ichigo was instantly on the defense.

"Like hell I would let you fucking touch me!" The male only chuckled at him again.

As the blue haired male reached through the bars for him Ichigo took a step back. With movement's Ichigo couldn't follow he suddenly realized the bluenette was in the cage, mere inches from him. He was a head taller than Ichigo, and the fact that the male was swifter than him had Ichigo panicking. The orangette quickly moved backwards until he felt his back hit the wall of the cage, the bluenette matching him step for step. Once he was against the wall he put his hands on either side of Ichigo, limiting his room and escape routes. Leaning in slowly, the male licked his ear and Ichigo went rigid.

"Why so docile now? I like you better with a bite." The words were barely a whisper, his warm breath brushing against his neck.

Anger boiled up in Ichigo and without thinking he reacted. He slammed his fist into the bluenette's jaw. He heard a satisfying crack that brought a smirk to his lip. He then shoulder checked the taller male in the chest, successfully putting some distance between them. The male staggered back and put a hand to his chest and had his face down, his short blue locks covering his face.

"Heh, that was pretty good, kitten." He looked up, a cruel smirk appearing on his face as his eyes flashed into an emotion Ichigo couldn't decipher. The bluenette wasted no time pinning Ichigo back against the wall. He ground his own body roughly against Ichigo's and gripped his wrist painfully. Ichigo clenched his jaw from the pain and gave a small hiss. He tried to struggle, but the more he did, the tighter the hold on his wrist became and the harder something pressed firmly against his stomach became. Ichigo didn't want to think about what it was that was currently pressed against his stomach; the mere knowledge was already making his vision turn red.

He knew though that he couldn't lose control, he was blood linked with Byakuya and that would endanger the raven.

"Get the fuck off me." Ichigo struggled against the pain, ignoring it the best he could. When the taller male refused he went to yell at him again only to be silenced with harsh lips slammed onto his own. He froze only for a second, but once something warm and slimy was shoved into his mouth, Ichigo's instinctual will to fight kicked in… and damn did he want to fight. He bit the slimy tongue that had invaded his mouth. The coppery taste told him he had drawn blood, but that only seemed to spur the other male on more, even making him moan and rub harder against Ichigo, much to Ichigo's disgust.

A loud dominant growl resounded through the taller male as he bit Ichigo's lower lip, earning a yelp from Ichigo and drawing blood, which the male happily lapped up before nipping his way down to Ichigo's collar bone. Ichigo felt a tremble shake through his body; fear was making itself present. No matter how hard he fought he couldn't break free.

He wasn't sure when, but the bluenette had somehow grabbed both his wrists in one hand while the other was now exploring his body. Ichigo of course tried to move away from this the best he could. When sharp nail's scrapped against his side he whimpered and he swore he could feel the male smirk against his skin while continuing to attack his neck. The male didn't bite hard enough to draw blood, but still Ichigo was pissed he was even biting him to begin with.

As the clawed hand travelled down to his hip Ichigo growled. Though he was scared because he couldn't free himself, he was angrier that the male was even doing this. The bluenette looked at him with a feral grin on his lips before slightly pulling away, keeping him pinned still.

He was just going to tease the orangette a little… just a little. But the boy's reaction was just so damn sexy. He couldn't help but want to fuck the boy right here and now, but if he did that Lord Aizen would surely have his ass.

"Why so flustered kitten?" He smirked at the boy's red cheeks and trembling body. He knew the red was from anger and the trembling was from fear. He could smell it rolling off him. But still, he was doing this for the reactions and man! What a reaction! Those high cheeks flared a dark red and the boy literary growled at him, Him! The beast of the Shifters! He couldn't help but growl back, making the boy flinch inwardly. Letting his hand travel to the front of the boy's hip bone he played with the line of his hakama. Lightly dragging his nail across sensitive skin, earning him a reaction clearly the boy didn't want. He licked his lips and dragged his nail lightly down the black material on his thigh, just barely brushing the male's growing problem. The boy hissed and tried to move away from his touch, that wouldn't do. Using his strength he lifted the boy off his feet by pulling his wrist up. He didn't care if he made the boy pop his shoulders out of place. That would just only free up his other hand. Sadly he didn't hear joints popping out of place, just a small yelp of surprise that boy tried to suppress, how cute. Using his free hand he lifted one leg up, pushing between the orangette's legs, forcing him to either wrap his legs around him or be in a very uncomfortable position.

He of course didn't find this uncomfortable, he found this new position more to his liking. His straining hard on was now firmly pressed against the boy's unwanted growing erection. Rolling his hips forward he growled at the small gasp that he managed to pull from the boy. Looking at the boy's face, he continued to smirk. Ichigo had closed his eyes, his teeth were clenched and his cheeks had a definite blush on them, but not from frustration this time, but embarrassment. Fuck Aizen! He was going to fuck this boy now and hell once he was done he might just take the boy elsewhere and keep him until he was bored of him.

He leaned forward and captured one of the dusty rose-colored nipples in his teeth, earning another surprised groan. He nipped before licking the nub and then tugging on it a little, figuring out which would gain the most reaction from the male. His free hand proceeded to travel up his thigh and around to his firm ass. Oh how he couldn't wait to pound into that ass. It fit nicely in his hand and though fabric was in his way he could feel smooth taunt skin. When he heard a throaty moan from the boy he tore the backside of the hakamas right off, fuck going slow!

Damn was the boy's skin warm. He was expecting it to be cold, because he was a half breed, but how wrong he had been. The boy's skin was heating up with each stroke of his tongue and when his fingers grazed over that puckered ass whole, the boy jolted and he swore he heard a small whimper. This only spurred him onward. He repositioned his finger, and rolled his hips forward, just as he thrusted one slender finger to the tight heat.

The boy cried out in a mixture of pain, pleasure and anger. If he really had cared he would have taken the pain away by wetting his finger first, but he didn't. The boy hadn't earned his kindness. Moving his finger out and then back in, he couldn't help but roll his hips forward as well. Though the boy was clearly fighting it, his body told another story. The boy had a very prominent erection and his tight heat was clenching onto his finger and trying to pull him back in each time he pulled it out.

"Grimmjow!"

End Chapter

Authors notes:

I'm such a horrible person T-T Such a crappy way to end a chapter am I right, Sorry, but I just felt like it was a good place to stop because other wise this chapter would have been very, Very! long.

Once again thank all of you who comment, fave and follow, it really dose help and spurs me forward to continue writing this story. Chapter seven is well on it's way, probably be up in a few days. Maybe...

I say maybe because of work. With the holiday's coming up and me working in Retail I'm sure updating will slow down...sadly, but I will try to update as soon as possible. Anyways thank you all again ^^