I wish all mothers and grandmothers a happy mother's day.
To celebrate this you all get an extra chappy for this week. ^^
Have fun reading.

Yeah and, I know that she won't ever read it, because she doesn't know of this, nor would she understand anything, because she can barely use english, but this here is for my mum, but still i want to get it off my chest.
I warn you others now, so that you won't be shocked, but this isn't meant to be friendly at all.

Hi mum.
Happy mother's day and go to hell.
Bye

Just as Ichigo had told, he arrived at the slayers base, later that evening.

He had dressed in dark clothes and a long mantle wafted around his legs with every step he took.
With the heavy combat boots on his feet, fingerless leather gloves on his hands and a black hat covering his bright hair, he looked almost like he was some type of modern version of Van Helsing.
His weapon was tucked safely to his hip and thigh.

Ichigos steps echoed on the hallway toward the meeting room, when he reached it's doors he pushed them open and walked through them without halting even one step.
Every of the gathered slayers' heads turned toward him, watching him march into the room and head toward Uraharas desk.
He stopped right in front of it, locking gazes with the blonde leader.

"Your answer."
Ichigo demanded shortly, crossing his arms in front of his chest and eyes hardening.

The others had heard it and Ishida and Neliel jumped from their places.
"What's going on, Urahara?"
Ishida wanted to know, while Neliel stated.
"You haven't told us anything about your meeting with Ichigo and now he comes and demands an answer."
The blonde rose from his seat, walked around his desk toward the others and said.
"Hold your horses. I explain it now."
Urahara turned to Ichigo, who had turned around and now was leaning against the desk in his back.
"Or maybe you should. Since it was your request."
Ichigo sighed, raised a hand up to remove the hat and set it on the table.
"Fine."

The young man looked shortly at everyone, before he began to explain things, from his hesitation to kill Vampires to his belief that there existed Vampires who weren't as bad as the slayers wanted to make them.
While he told his opinions, the others interrupted him more than once, barking their objections and cussing at the orangette.
Urahara silenced them each time and told them to let Ichigo finish before they would discuss everything.

So, when Ichigo finally had finished, it was Renji who raised his voice first.
"Have you lost you mind? You've already been attacked by one of them and you think there are good Vampires?"
"I have to agree with Abarai, Kurosaki. It's hard to believe that there would be any remotely good Vampires out there. They hunt humans to survive and mostly they kill them. What they do is murdering, but the police never catches them, so they don't get imprisoned and the cases always get closed. We solve that problem, before a corpse will be found."
Ishida stated, pushing his lenses up at the end of his speak and fixing his dark eyes on Ichigo.

The orangette huffed in desperation.
"It's just like Shiro said. You can't listen. The only thing you can is see your target and eliminate it. You don't see what happens around it, hell you don't even ask yourself if what you do might be wrong. You say the police doesn't get them, but what if they'd get you, huh? How would you explain that you killed someone who is without a doubt human on the outside and who might have had a family? Do you think they'd believe you when you told them; 'Officer it was our duty. He was a Vampire and would have killed innocent people on his way home from the grocery store.'?"
Ichigos voice grew in volume the longer he talked and so did his temper.
He was on the verge of going into a fit and demolish uninvolved furniture.

"You just said Shiro, didn't you?"
Urahara asked him and received a yelled answer.
"Fuck yes! Why?"
"I think he's manipulating you. You need to stay away from him, he's the enemy."
That was the last straw for Ichigo.
In the time it took to take a breath, he moved from his spot at the desk, to the blonde man, his face inches away from his own, he hissed.
"He's not manipulating me and he's not my enemy."
He put some distance between himself and the other male and told everyone in the room.
"Other than you I listen to what he has to say and we came to the conclusion that we wish for the same. To stop the bloodshed and live peacefully next to each other."

Ichigos eyes zeroed in on Urahara in front of him again.
"So your answer. Will you try it or not?"

The four other slayers shared looks and Neliel was it who found the courage to make the first step.
She walked over to Ichigo and stood behind him.
"We should give it a try."
Ishida was the next one to take a place beside the orangette, followed by Renji who grumbled.
"Don't blame me when shit hits the fan."
Shuuhei was the last who stepped on Ichigos side, leaving Urahara stand alone and stare at the group.

He let out a sigh and said.
"It seems like you won. Fine we'll try, but if anything fails you'll be responsible."
Ichigo smiled and put a hand on the blondes shoulder.
"I wouldn't expect anything else."

Now that the problem was solved he took his hat from the desk and sat on a free armchair.
"I'll organize a meeting with Shiro than. Have you any plans for now or can I leave?"
Urahara told him to go and enjoy the rest of the evening.

When the young slayer was gone he turned to his comrades, his gray eyes boring into their skulls.
"I don't care what has been just decided. We'll do as we planned tomorrow and Ichigo will come with us."

Ichigo meanwhile was on his way home and a few streets away from the slayer base he felt the presence of someone enter his sensing-bubble.
He waited if the person would show itself and when it didn't he stopped his walk, emitted a sigh, than without looking behind himself told.
"Come out Shiro."
The Vampire did as he was told, appearing next to Ichigo with a whistle coming from his lips.
"Your senses are something, Ichi. Almost like a Vampires."
"I feel like I heard that from someone already. Ah yeah, Urahara was it."
He replied slightly sarcastically, taking up his walk again.
"So how did it go? You've talked with them right?"
Ichigo nodded and told Shiro shortly what happened, who seemed to be satisfied with their agreement, but than there appeared a frown on his face.

"Have they told you about their plans?"
"What plans?"
"Shinji told me they had sat their eyes on a Vampire nest, that is growing in the south of town."
"I haven't heard anything of it."
Ichigo grumbled while Shiro let out a short barking laughter.
"They promise to follow your wish and at the same time they plan to annihilate a bunch of us behind your back. Damn those slayers."
The orangette frowned now too, but said with determination.
"I don't think that they'll follow that plan. They wouldn't want to loose their extra weapon now, I'm sure of it."
Shiro didn't say anything more, so they walked on in silence, when suddenly both tensed at the feel of an approaching Vampire.

The pure blood could feel his kins intention to kill and spun around to attack the Vampire who had lost his mind a long time ago, but Ichigo was faster than him.
Just the moment Shiro had turned around to the Vampire coming at their back, Ichigo already had set his blade at the ones throat.
His eyes were cold and emotionless when he cut the insane Vampires carotid and he sank to the ground, making gurgling sounds.
A cold shower ran over the albinos spine at the scene in front him and shock froze him on his place, until Ichigo had put his weapon back into the holster and the life and warmth came back to his eyes.

"What the hell just happened?"
He asked the orange head, who shrugged and took his place beside him again, continuing the walk.
"What kind of training did they push you through?"
Ichigo looked at him and said calmly, like nothing unusual just happened.
"None at all. Why is something the matter?"
Again Shiro froze on his place, staring at Ichigos retreating back until the young man stopped and turned back around to him.
"What?"
"You just killed one of my kind, cold blooded. You reacted faster than me, which is completely unbelievable and tell me you haven't been trained by the slayers at all. I should be the one to ask you what the matter is."
Ichigo stood there for a moment, his eyes wandering everywhere but to the albino, eventually he let out a sigh and waved Shiro to follow him.

As they waked on again he began to tell the Vampire.
"I've gotten into many fights in my past, because of my looks. I don't know it anyhow else than like it just happened. Somehow I've always been different than others. My dad used to tell me stories of how brave I was, but I think it's just strange. Once, when I was four years old, I fell and cut my hand open. My dad said, unlike any other child, I just looked at the blood welling from the cut, like it was the most interesting thing on the world. I didn't cry and call for my parents, just sat there until they found me and treated the wound."

He paused for a moment to look at Shiro and make sure he was still with him.

"The day my mom died was the last time I acted strange. We walked home from my karate training. My mom was walking on the inside of the way and I on the outside, like she promised we would when I beat Tatsuki in a match. Beside her was the sink toward the river. A skater came at our back ad crashed into my mum. It was raining and she slipped on the wet lawn of the hill and fell. The skater fled, while I sat on the pavement staring down to where my mom lay. Eventually a pedestrian noticed me sitting in the rain. He asked where my parents were and I pointed at my mom. He called an ambulance and police, my dad was also informed and arrived with the medics. When he came to me in the ambulance and hugged me I told him like I knew that she wouldn't get out of the bag they put her in and what happened to her; 'Mommy didn't feel any pain'. In fact the medics told him later than she must have fallen so unlucky that she broke her neck and died instantly."

Shiro felt for Ichigo, he could imagine the pain he must have gone through later, showing his sympathy he lay a hand around Ichigos waist and pulled him close, pressing a kiss to the others temple.

"I'm sorry."
"You don't have to be. I'm long over it."
"Ichigo, I love you with all your of your kinks."
"Thanks Shiro."
This time the albino placed a kiss to Ichigos lips, before they continued walking in silence, which was broken by the orangette some minutes later.

"Would you tell me something about you as well?"
"Sure. What do you want to know?"
"Where were you born?"

Shiro thought about it for a moment.

"In a small village at the border of the roman empire. My grandfather, father and mother lived there with me, together with normal humans and we fought against the roman army, defending our home from getting taken over by the empire. The soldiers began to fear the village and told rumors about magic and potions that helped us to beat them up. That they weren't far away from the truth, they didn't know and no one would have told them. Until one day some slayers appeared before the roman emperor and offered their help. The emperor accepted it and they attacked our Village. I was only fifteen than and could still be counted as human. My father helped me to escape the attack with two of our servants. I disguised as a servant as well and prayed they wouldn't notice anything of my changing aura. The slayers let us go and we fled to Israel, where I continued to live until Jesus was crucified and it got to dangerous to stay any longer. Since than I travel around the world and change my location every two decades, so no one will get suspicious. The others joined me one after another and wouldn't leave my side since."

Ichigos eyes had gotten wide when he had mentioned the child of god and now was gaping like a fish on the dry.

"Wait, Jesus? How old are you exactly?"
Shiro counted the years before he answered.
"2020 years."
Ichigo gasped at that and stared right at the albino.
"I'm dating a mummy."
Was all he said, making Shiro chuckle.

Shortly after they arrived at Ichigos house and the orange head invited him to come in and get to know his family.
Shiro declined and promised he would another time, but Ichigo should go and get some sleep to deal with everything that happened today.
Ichigo accepted and they parted after a goodbye kiss.

The young man opened the door of his home, being greeted by his father sitting on the sofa and looking over its back toward his son for a while, before he said.
"Ichigo, we have to talk."

Chapter 13
End

I hope you forgive me for the bad words I left up there for my mum, but I've been not on good terms with her the last time I saw her, which was about one and a half year ago.

You can find an art of Ichigos outfit here:

http:/ sheeiren. deviantart. com /gallery /35846317

Anyway I hope you liked the chappy and I look forward to your reviews ^^ ... and maybe some fanart?
Reviews always make me go into fangirl mode, and make my day shine brighter.
Fanart would be great, because I'd be able to see how you imagined a special scene.

Until than

See ya
Shiro Yue