Ichigo Pov
Tears trail down my flushed face as I cough wildly and then retch again the remaining contents in my stomach; hugging the toilet as if it was my only friend, I try to get a grip over myself. I wasn't drunk, this always seem to happen every now and then when I can't control my nerves. Coughing again my body shook uncontrollably as a small moan escaped my lips followed my more spewing.
I'm in the hospital's public bathroom right now, I don't know how my fathers doing; they won't let me see him and they won't tell me either. The hospital knows me all to well, they think either I'm a delinquent looking for trouble while others think that I'm just an accident prone waiting to explode. Only one of them truly knows and he's daddy's best friend.
Gasping in deeply for air, I slowly hold my breath and count backwards from ten only to cough again at four. This wasn't doing me any good, however I try it again and somehow only make it to two when their was a knock on my door.
"Don't mean to bother, but are you alright in there..?" said a familiar voice.
I don't answer as I stood up feeling pretty heavy on my feet and flushed the toilet; waiting a few minutes in silence, I watched as the shadow slowly left my door. closing my eye's, I made sure to hear the bathroom door swing open and close before I came out. I didn't need anyone's sympathy or pity, I just wanted to go home with my father.
Washing my hands, I soon found myself staring at the white wall once I was out of the bathroom. I wait and wait for the doctor to come out of the emergency room; My eyes are darkened and faded, it's very late and I know that there was a chance that I was going to be too tired to go to school tomorrow.
It's so cold in the hospital, my nails are blue and my body is shivering; hugging my knee's I try to put myself back into my comfort zone while people just walk by me as if I was some sort of freak. I don't care, I only wait and wait until my doctor arrives...
Grimmjow Pov
Pacing back and forth, I looked as though I was waiting for my pregnant wife to have a child and trust me I would have preferred that over this. Shiro laid on the medical bed with his arms folded towards the back of his head, he seemed pretty calm even though he always was. He was now wearing a patients gown and it bugged me.
"When is that blasted doctor coming any way?" I asked angrily; my patience was short and the doctor knew it.
"Patience my friend, we did miss my normal appointment because of da detention. It's only natural that Dr. Ishida would make us wait." Shiro said soothingly as if he was about to fall asleep right there.
I frown as I took his cool hand in mine, kissing it he looked up at me for a while before he smiled. His long thin fingers gently caressed my face before brushing back my hair. I close my eyes not wanting to look into his. Life is just not fair; it was never fair.
"You know I love you more than life itself right?" Shiro whispered.
His words hit me like a bullet straight for my heart.
"I know... but..." My voice trembles and he cups my face.
"But nothing... you always get so- upset once your in the hospital..." Shiro said laughing a bit as he lifted up and kissed my forehead.
I quickly wrap my arms around his thin waist, before my lips capture his pale one's. Kissing him forcefully, he soon made me calm down as his darkly colored tongue snaked inside my mouth. A soft groan escaped my lips before I bend him snaking mine over and around his; he shivers beneath me and I could feel his moan vibrate down my throat.
A pat over the head soon caused me to stop and look up slightly irritated.
"Now-now, first of all those chappy lips of yours better not go any farther than that. secondly we are in a hospital young man." Said Mr. Urahara slightly upset about the whole situation.
"oh papa..." Shiro said slightly panting to catch his breath.
Lately he's been out of breath more often these day's, once during sex he even started to wheeze which was why he couldn't do track or cross country anymore. I think that was the only thing that bothered him, the main fact that he couldn't do what he loved most. It isn't long now that he may even have to stop doing sports in general.
"Now don't papa me, your still my baby boy and no matter how old you are I still whack em." Mr. Urahara whined teasingly as he fanned me away with his fan.
I back off wanting to get rid of the shit in his hand, but looking back at Shiro that sensation quickly left me. He chuckled as he sat back down, he was still panting but it was slowly becoming normal now.
"I had a talk with the doctor on my way to the bathroom, it seems that he had an emergency with some poor unfortunate man that had a heart attack..." Kisuke started catching Shiro's attention; I didn't really care, shit happens...
"No wonder he's so late..." Shiro responded with a frown.
"My thoughts exactly... after that, I went to the bathroom to wash my hands and I could have sworn I heard some whimpering. I tried to ask if the lad was alright, however he didn't respond. He sounded very sick and so I reported it towards one of the nurses." he continued changing the topic as I rolled my eyes.
"Oh yeah? And what did they do about it?" I asked playing into the blondes hands.
"Well... nothing, they said it was normal... they told me that he was the son of the man that had the heart attack and that it was the boys normal reaction." he continued now catching my attention as well as I raised an eyebrow.
"What assholes, to think that they would take a bit more sympathy..." Shiro commented sounding quite spiteful.
"If we showed sympathy to everyone we meet, we'd never get our jobs done right." Said another voice.
My brows furrowed tightly as Dr. Ishida walked in; I'm fine with his son, but this guy was the real McCoy figure of a pedofilic asshole. I can't stand being in the same room as him; he looks at acts legit, but I'm no fool. I know a slimy child-fucking molester when I see one, been there and went through it in my beginning years till my father stepped in.
It's the main reason I don't like girls, my step mother was a child molesting shit-hole and my father... well that's why he prefers to stay single. I love him to death, but he's just to over exaggerated and tends to act like he owns a mafia. I sometimes wonder if he really did.
Glaring at the doctor, I know Shiro is tensing up; he somehow always manages to do that when the man was around. I know that the two of them are hiding something, hell even Kisuke knew but without Shiro talking it was as if nothing was going on.
I swear that if I even find one sort of proof that this gay was a sexual molestor, I was going to kill him.
"Mr. Jeagerjaques, please leave the room." he said only darkening my grin.
I wanted to punch his glasses in so badly; ever since I freaked out on the last session he's been me out of the room. Kisuke almost instantly put his reasurring hands onto my shoulder causing me to look back into his serious eyes. I know he would have liked it better if I had stayed, but for now there wasn't much I could do.
Grunting I stomp out of the room before slowly looking back at Shiro; he smiled a toothy grin before I closed the door.
How I love and hate that smile of his, I was in love with it ever since the beginning and yet I hate it because I could never understand what it means.
When he's in danger: he gives that smile, When he's amused: he gives that smile, When he's angry: he gives that smile; it so- crazy. No one besides his father does that for every event... well than again he probably got it from his father...
Walking down the hallways, I look at my cellphone; it's about midnight and my dad left me a few messages. Texting him I suddenly stopped as I saw a familiar uniform. Ichigo Kurosaki, what the hell was he doing in the hospital? He looked very cold even though he was still wearing the teachers sweater.
He looked pretty cute in it, almost like a girl as it was much larger than him and it was showing off his bare shoulders. His skin was pretty pale for a red head and yet watching him shiver made me realize why. To be honest, I thought he was a girl in an all boy's school; he even made Luppi look straight.
Walking over, I noticed that he didn't notice me and so I smirked; the kid was pretty dull and melancholic guy and so I thought it would be great to make my appearance out of the ordinary. Taking off my jacket, I sneaked behind him; he seemed to have been lost in contemplation as he just stared at a wall.
Reaching over from behind him, I wrapped my jacket around his shaking body; almost instantly he reacted like a zombie coming back to life. Jolting up, he turned to look at me with eyes wide open. I almost instantly gulped at his chocolate covered orbs, surrounded by flashy sunset lashes.
It was so interesting like the complete opposite of my lover; Shiro was like night or like winter, but this boy reminded me of the sunset or autumn. I swear if I wasn't loyal this boy would have been mine.
"G-Grimmjow...?" he muttered completely shocked to see me.
I grinned widely showing off my perfectly white teeth, besides my hair eyes and abs my toothy grin is one of my most admirable appearance and I take great pleasure in boasting about it.
"Sup Gingy, what brings you here?" I asked as I rested my arms on the rail of the chair.
The copper head teen eye's almost instantly watered at my question as his face flustered; I stare at him like an idiot knowing I must have said something stupid. He faces the floor so that his dashing sunset bangs would hide his face from me, he says nothing and so I did the first thing that came to my mind at the time. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I try to calm him down.
"Hey-hey, easy now... what happened?" I asked only receiving a shake of a head for an answer.
Turning my head, I wished Szayel was here; he was always much better at making people feel better I was.
"Come on, it'll make you feel better?" I assured him.
"I- wenn home a-an what m-my da-dad an-and I don-don know wha-whats ha-hap'n..." he said sounding very hoarse as he tried to explain what had happened rather quickly, I couldn't really understand what he was saying though.
He was now sobbing as he shook violently beneath my hands; I didn't know what to do, he looked as though he was about to break apart. People watched us strangely and the nurses were ignoring us as if it was nothing.
"Th-they wo-wont t-t-tell me wha-whats wo-wo-wrong..." he said in between gasps before his sobbing soon became a bit louder.
Breaking down beneath me, I finally pulled the berry into a tight embrace; the sobbing almost instantly stopped, it was very scary. I wasn't sure if I did something wrong or if this was normal, but at least I got him to stop crying.
Holding him for a brief moment, I found it kind a funny that he smelt like wild strawberries and then it hit me all at once; was this the kid who's father had a heart attack?
Ichigo Pov
I froze as I felt the warm embrace of the other male, I couldn't breath I couldn't move and I didn't want to. Besides my family, no one had ever embraced me like this since I was nine; not even Shuhei embraced me and I thought that we were together.
Gasping a bit, I took several short breaths just to calm my nerves as Grimmjows lovely scent consumed my senses; before I knew it, I was relaxing in the taller man's embrace. It soothed me and made me forget about the world around me; I deeply wished that I could have stayed in his arms forever.
"It's alright... every things going to be alright..." he whispered in my ear.
I shivered at his tone and he held me even tighter; how I wanted to just dish out my heart and mind, tell him all of my worries and my pains. I couldn't... now I am afraid of loosing him, now I know that if he turns on me like Shuhei; I will break and crumble until there's nothing, but dust in the wind.
I can't lose him, he doesn't like quitters and so I will prove to him that I am strong; that life won't break me down, I have to bring up my courage and show him something more than my reflection...
"I'm sorry..." I whispered getting a grip of myself as I rubbed my eyes.
"It's alright, your good." he responded as I hesitantly lifted from his embrace.
He seemed a bit confused at my sudden change of demeanor, but it was alright seeing as though after taking a good look at me he grins his sexy toothy grin again. How I simply love that smile, I don't care what time of day it is; I could just melt in it.
"So... why did you choose to change to my school this long down the road?" he asked me changing the topic from what had happened to a little more about me.
It was like he was watching what he said to me; not that I minded, no one ever watched what they said around me and so Grimmjow doing it was very sweet.
"Well... there was an essay competition in where the winner got to challenge the state and then all of Japan. The Director of the school was there alongside the head of the school ministry. It was kind of embarrassing cause I was dressed in ripped jeans and an out of uniform hoody, but as soon as my name was called out as the winner; they all wanted to see me." I said sounding a bit shy.
Grimmjow seemed quite amazed as he looked at me, his eyes were wide and he sorta laughed.
"Your shit'n me, your the kid that put Ishida's work in second place? Me and my boy's have been laughing about that for weeks!" he explained laughing out loud making me grin for the first time in a long time.
"Yeah, I remembered his expression; though he wasn't as pissed as his father, he was actually a very good sport." I explained.
Grimmjow snorted, before sitting down with me.
"And what else happened?" he asked sounding quite interested.
"They were surprised that I looked like a delinquent, but then they were all arguing about which school I should move on to? I was a bit shocked cause I was only doing it for the cash, after a while of arguing they gave me a test to see where I fitted in and I Aced it with flying colors." I said arrogantly which was a true story.
"The directors were completely shocked since it was just a random test right there and then and so instead of giving me the cash, they gave me a scholarship for this school promising that if I keep my grades up that no matter what they would pay for my tuition. Only problem is: I have to keep on doing essays and special activity to prove I'm not just going to waits there money that could be spent on something else..." I finished explaining.
"S-W-E-E-T!" he spelled out in the most seductive way I have ever seen anyone speak, it gave me goosebumps. "Most people just go there cause their parents have money or cause they want an easier access to college, but you have a special case." he continued catching my attention.
"My father is one of those rich bastards alongside Nnoitra's step father, so we're just here cause of our parents. Shiro's dad works in the school and Renji's got a fiance who's brother who also works in the school and is paying for him to have a high class education. I believe Szayel is the only other person living off scholarship, you know the pink one?" he said making me nod.
From there on we talked and talked about silly things such as what he liked to do and what I liked to do and about which subject I liked or what he did on the weekdays. Before we knew it, we had been talking for at least two hours.
I figured out that he hated lasagna and that he had a problem with writing essays and the teacher who is supposed to help him, that he liked math and history class almost as much as sports; during the weekends he liked hanging out with his buddies and sneaking into clubs. He loved junk food, but mostly stays fit for sports; he loved both autumn and winter which was a strange combination and topic but it was still fun.
"I can't help but feel like I've seen you somewhere before..?" Grimmjow suddenly stated after I laughed at one of his red head teasing jokes.
I became a bright red as I slowly faced the ground.
"Well... we used to go to the sixth grade together..." I mumbled and he looked at me weirdly. "I'm not if you remember me, but I do remember biting you in class..." I said a bit quietly.
Grimmjow just looked at me for a brief moment in shock, opening up his mouth he soon began to grumble and then chuckle before cackling out loud as if he had just lost his marbles. I watch him laugh, I was confused; I thought he would be a bit mad.
"Oh my gosh, ha-ha that was so- good. Ha-ha, your-your that, that, that kid that made me go crying like a little girl home to my father, ha-ha!" he said almost crying as he laughed.
I blushed feeling really bad about biting him, we were just kids but still I didn't mean to make him cry.
"I'm really sorry..." I say as he tried to catch his breath.
"Phew, sorry. Hell I deserved it; I was a foreign student at the time and I didn't really know Japanese, but what ever I said must have really pissed you off so I must have deserved it." He responded waving it off. "Besides, I didn't like that school anyway; it gave me the perfect excuse to transfer."
I watched him for a brief moment in shock, I didn't even know half of that stuff; I thought he was just a mean student picking on me and that because of me he left the school. I slightly chuckle even though it wasn't really funny; I wanted to cry, but instead I ended up laughing with him until he came.
"Kurosaki Ichigo... I see you've been making friends." Said Ryuken Ishida.
I froze at where I was; Ryuken was one of daddy's best friends and was my personal doctor... I despise him with all of my body and might and soul; I'm sure he knows it too, disgusting manipulating bastard.
Grimmjow suddenly frowned as a glare replaced his grin.
"Dr. Ishida..." He said coldly.
The man pushed his glaces a little higher before responding coldly.
"Please follow me, we seem to have some issues about your father..." he said making me feel like tight knots deep down in my gut.
I look at Grimmjow and he doesn't look to comfortable about it either.
"A-alright... I'll see you soon if your still here..." I said first talking to Ishida before looking back at Grimmjow.
"Sure thing, if not I'll see ya in school..." Grimmjow responded as I turn and walk away taking his jacket and leaving my beanie by accident.
Inside Ryuken's office was so tidy and perfect that it was scary; everything was organized from top to bottom, he sat in the tall chair while I sat across from him in the little chair. We both sat there in an awkward silence just staring at each other; my heart beats rapidly as the time ticks.
"It's been a while hasn't it?" he asks
"Not too long, it was about a week ago..." I respond keeping our conversation quick and short.
He sighs as he slowly reached over and caressed my bandaged face.
"My sweet broken berry, you know better than to avoid the hospital." he spat like venom into my face making me shiver. "The longer I wait, the more eager it makes me feel." he continued tracing down my face towards my neck.
Trembling at his touch, I look away feeling rather ashamed.
"I don't want it..." I whisper and he raises an eyebrow.
"Excuse me..?" he asks sounding rather threatening. "Last time I checked, you have no money to pay for your fathers treatment." he responded as his hand tightened around my throat making it quite difficult to breath.
"Not only that, but you have so much debt with me that I could have your house taken from you and your father put away for child abuse; leaving you alone with nothing. Now do you want that?" he asked me forcefully.
Tears are now running down my face, I didn't want that; taking in a strangled deep breath, he released my throat and patted my head as if I was some sort of pet that he had full control over. Which I was, there was nothing I could do; he had money, lawyers and power over me. I on the other hand had nothing; it was a large price to pay, but to protect my father I'd do anything.
"Good, now we understand each other." he said going from my soft red hair, down my wet warm cheeks and towards my already damaged chest.
I slightly gasped and moaned as he pinched my nipple, I felt almost as putrid as this freak; how dare I do this with a married man, I mean his sons about my age for crying out loud. The man was indeed attractive, however I found him rather repulsive.
Moaning again after another wave of sick pleasure ran through my body, his minty lips captured my own; my father has no clue about our relationship, he doesn't even know that I hated this man and he simply has no clue about what I have to go through to keep him from going to jail.
As his tongue slickly runs through and around my cavern I could feel his weight over me, his saliva was just as repulsive as he was and yet I had to suck it up. Removing his mouth from my lips, I gasped for air as he began to leave a slimy trail of wet kisses from my lips and down my throat.
Gasping at each pleasurable sensation, I cursed myself as I moaned and whined like a desperate whore; I hate my body so much for betraying me, I want to stop I hate it when he touches me and I hate it more that I say nothing.
"Ha!" I suddenly whined feeling quite sensitive, I'm losing myself and I hate it.
Closing my eyes, I really wished that I could have been sitting back in the waiting room with Grimmjow; talking and laughing about stupid things. The doctor was now undoing my shirt as he sucked on my throat, it was becoming hard to breath and so I dug my nails onto the armrest of the chair as his warm body was pressed against my own.
My heart began to pound rapidly and I squeaked as he bit my nipple; in a sense it felt rather pleasurable, but when I look and see him I feel repulsive. I'm feeling rather squeamish as he sucks and nipples around my chest in attempt to tease me, the nausea is making me sick to my stomach as I slightly moan.
Think positive, I had to think positive or I was going to go mad; throwing my head back as he completely undresses me, I slowly begin to imagine messy blue hair, tanned skin and bright blue eyes.
It caused me to shiver as I got goosebumps from thinking about it, however a sudden smack to my face brought me to reality. I stared at Ryuken with my eyed wide; I didn't know why he hit me, but I just stood there like an idiot.
"What did you call me?" he asked making me even more confused.
"... wha-?" I was about to ask when he smacked me again even harder.
I cupped my face as I stared at him again, I was completely dumb struck.
"I'm no child, I know you were fantasizing about young Jaegerjaques." he said making me blush as I tried to protest only to be hit again. "This is unacceptable... I was going to be nice, but now I need to punish you..." he said causing me to try to squirm away from his grasps.
I tried to scream even though I knew his office was sound proof, it only made things worse as he took off his blue tie to capture my hands together; I tried to fight him without hurting him, hurting him would be my greatest mistake.
"Please don't, I'm sorry; I'm so sorry!" I cried pleading him to go easy on me.
There was no way I would be walking tomorrow if he got his way, however every now and then he would let me off easy unlike most of my tormentors.
"Sorry won't be cutting it today..." he said dangerously as he tied my arms to the closet door nob.
I hate this door, I hate this room; I hate everything about this hospital especially the owner. Having my bare ass turned towards him, he swiftly took off his belt and unzipped his pants; for a moment there I thought that he was going to whip me like last time.
His large hands took hold of both of my cheeks and spreeded them making my blood go cold as I realized that he wasn't bound to prepare me.
"Wait, wait!" I cried now trying to squirm around. "Please don't, please!" I begged him as tears began to trail down my face. "Please Ryuken, please!" I begged louder as I can feel him getting ready. "PLEASE DON'T, PLEASE I BEG YOU!" I suddenly screamed out.