But you'll always be my hero. . .

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You closed your beautiful blue eyes and took a deep breath. But behind the darkness of your eyes, he was there. Flashes of that monster's mask appeared in the darkness of your mind, you jumped when the memory tried to claw at you. . .

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You jolted awake when you felt a large warm hand on your shoulder, Ichigo, you immediately concluded. You turn yourself around in your chair to find him smiling gently down at you, though usually when he smiled you couldn't help but smile back. This time you didn't. You fixed your posture and rubbed your eyes, trying your best to focus on the lesson.

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You lean your chin against the palm of your hand, your eyes feeling as if they are made of lead… Maybe just one minute. . .

Can you count with me, my dear?

Who- who are you? What do you want?

Have you forgotten so easily? I am you.

No, no no. . . Just go away!

Go away? I can't just 'go away', I'm apart of you little girl. I am the monster that hid under your bed all these years, the darkness that lurks within your mind; the thing you fear most. I am your inner insanity.

I'm not insane! You're lying!

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Stop it!

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You bury your face in your hands, trying so hard to suppress your want to scream and cry. But your weak attempt made you want to laugh. It was pathetic, how easily your mind can triumph your body and easily shatter your will to go on. You were pathetic.

Count with me, Nine

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Images of the monster circled around you while you were tied to a chair. A smile grew on your face with they started closing in. A howl- you began chuckling to yourself. How stupid these things were, how could I ever be afraid of them?

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A mirror floated down in front of you. . .

Before you knew it, you were awake and everyone was turned around in their chairs, looking at you with frightened looks. Someone was screaming- wait, I am screaming. Realization hit you like a ton of bricks when strong arms took hold of you from behind.

"No! NO! Stop it! Let me go!" You kicked and struggled against your captor but it only made him hold you closer to his body.

"Shh. . . Calm down, it was only a bad dream," Ichigo's soothing voice whispered against your ear as he cradled you on the floor, his arms protectively around you and held you close.

Insanity. . .

"The monster, he's coming closer. . . I can't get him out of my head!" You screamed clutching the sides of your head.

Psychopathy. . .

"Shh, it's ok. It's ok Ayame, it was just a dream. The monster's gone now."

Captivity. . .

"Ichigo, I can still hear him, it's inside my head- MAKE IT STOP!" You cry out, tears streaming down your face.

"Mr. Kurosaki, I think it's best that you escort Miss Namikaze home," The teacher said coldly before returning to her lesson. Ichigo nodded and threw you over his shoulder before walking out of the classroom.

"Ichigo please! What's happening to me? Why can't I-" Ichigo softly sets you down before pushing you up against the wall roughly. He pinned your arms above your head, your eyes grew wide as he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours passionately. You couldn't help but melt into the kiss, but something was telling you this is wrong. You pushed that thought away, and in an instant it was like all your worries seemed to have disappeared. You could finally let go. You ran your petite pale fingers through his soft orange hair and gently sunk your fingernails into the sides of his cheeks. You gasped when his lips moved to the underside of your jaw while his calloused fingers traced delicate patterns under the hem of your skirt before sliding up to your thigh. So this is what heaven is like, you confirmed, you moaned out his name when Ichigo found the soft spot on your neck and bit down as hard as he could. . .

RIIINNG!

You blinked, eh? What the hell? Was that the bell that just rung? Cautiously, you observe your surrounding. You were still in class. None of that happened. A heave of disappointment rose up from inside your chest as you released it with a heavy sigh. What was that, a dream? No- a nightmare. That was definitely a nightmare. But. . . That last part-

"Hey, you ready to go?" Ichigo's voice snapped you out of your silent interrogation, with a small hiccup, you rose from your seat and nodded with your schoolbag in hand. "You ok, you seem a little off?"

"I'm fine, I just had this really weird daydream."

"Really? Was I in it?" He smiled maliciously down at you. Your heart fluttered in your chest, God, you always forget how much he has an effect on you.

"Maybe," you mirrored his cheeky smile innocently as a light blush spread across your perfectly sculpted cheekbones.

"Are you wearing makeup?" He stroked the side of your lips with his thumb with true compassion.

"Yeah, just a little bit,"

"It's a good color on you, I like it," he whispers before leaning down and gently brushing his lips against yours.

More, you wanted more.

You gasped in the kiss when he dropped his hand to your waist and brought you closer to him. You clutched the collar of his jacket for dear life, but you immediately broke the kiss as soon as your lower belly did a backflip.

"Something wrong?" Ichigo had worry in his eyes, God did you hate that look. You bit your bottom lip.

"How about we go back to your place and 'study' for a little bit," you could feel your lust growing in the pit of your stomach, never have you been this way with anyone before, you were never that confident. But there was just this sudden spark you had when you were with him. It was like all bad things disappeared from your mind when you were with him, it just like his mere presence makes everything better. He always makes you feel like a princess, you could only imagine how good he can make you feel.

"Alright, sounds good to me," he replies politely before escorting you to his house.

Even though you've lost your mind. . .

You arrive at his house rather quickly- god, were you excited! You've never felt this way before, and you liked it. You loved how this feeling just coarsed through your body like electricity, every step you took fed this feeling and it kept growing stronger and stronger in the pit of your stomach. You anxiously bounced on the tips of your toes as Ichigo opened the gate and the door to his house. Be patient, you thought to youself as you quietly sigh and follow him into his room.

"Well, here we are," he mumbles to himself and sets his schoolbag on his desk chair, you gracefully float onto his bed and begin taking off your jacket. He eyed you suspiciously, but then shrugged it off as he retrieved a stack of books from his bag.

"Ok, what do you want to start on first?" he asked while avoiding your gaze.

"How about chemistry?" You flirtatiously say. Your confidence was growing as you removed the ribbon around your neck rather seductively.

"Oh-ok.Y-yeah w-we can start with-" He was caught off guard when you lean in and begin kissing the base of his neck. "Wh-what are you doing?" He closes his eyes for a moment to find the strength-and pride, for that matter- to question your mysterious actions.

"Ichigo, how much do you love me?" It took all the strength you had to stop for a moment, before your begin licking the shell of his ear slowly.

"You k-know that I d-do-" he sighed as you begin rubbing his shoulders, you felt a brief and intense shudder run through his body. He couldn't fight you.

"Show me how much you love me."

"I-I can't! Karin and Yuzu-"

"Won't know a thing unless we be extra quiet. . .Come on Ichigo," you swung your leg over his body to straddle his waist as you begin undoing your shirt buttons. His breath hitched as he hypnotically watched you undo each button, very slowly. His shoulders slumped while his face turned a very vibrant vermillion color, he quickly closed his eyes when you started kissing the underside of his neck. He released a hearty groan from the back of his throat as you began sucking on his newly found soft spot like it was a sucker. You briefly pull back from your work to remove the loose clothing that hung from your shoulders; revealing your black lace bra and rather large breasts. You weren't as big as Orihime but you definitely weren't flat chested.

"Ayame. . . Please, stop. . ." He whispers his weak attempt to stop you.

"Why don't you want me?" You playfully pouted and began undoing his uniform by slowly unzipping his jacket seductively.

"I-it's not that- UGH!" He groaned out as you bounced on the bulge constricted by his pants lightly.

"What was that? I didn't quite catch that last part," a smirk found its place on your rosy pink lips, you loved every minute of this. You loved how he was completely under your control. Completely.

"Hmm. . . Do you like this baby? Huh?" You began grinding your clothed womanhood against his hard manhood, pulling together all your strength not to moan out with him. He clutched the sides of your hips, and with full force, grinded your wetness against his swollen appendage. You couldn't help but moan out.

"Look at you, all bark but no bite. Let me show you how it's done," with that said he threw you on the bed and forcefully spread your legs apart. He darkly chuckled when he saw the soaking wet spot on the center of your panties. "Look at you, all wet just for me." You glared at him through wide eyes as he ripped off your panties and buried his face in between your legs. The pleasure was unimaginable! Your chest heaved and heaved but you refused to give in, not this way at least, to give him an ounce of satisfaction he so wants. But God it was so hard! He sucked on your tight little nerve bundle like it was candy and thrusted his wet muscle into your soaking wet entrance; enhancing the pleasure tenfold. But you refused to give in.

"Is that all you got? My own dog eats me out better than you," you challenged. But that was your big and ultimate mistake.

He bit down on your clit hard.

You had to catch yourself quickly by biting down on your index as a tiny whimper escaped your plush lips, your legs suddenly collapsed from the intense pleasure. God, that was heavenly! You threw your head back and tangled your pale fingers in with his vibrant orange hair, you wanted more! You wanted him to bite you again. The pain he caused you feels different from the type of pain your mom inflicts upon you. Maybe since it's him. . .?

"Please, please. . . Bite me again!" You begged as your hips began to jerk and buck into his face.

"You like it when I bite you doll? Hmm. . .?" You cry out when his lips leaves yours, when suddenly a sharp pain jerks your head to the side. "You little sick masochist. . . Do you like getting tortured?" He pulls a pocket knife from his pants pocket. Your eyes widen in pure excitement.

No, this isn't right. . .

"Do you?"

Knock Knock

"Ichigo, it's time for dinner!" Yuzu's voice called out from the other side of the door.

Shit. . .