I AM SO SORRY!
"You look lost there?" The eager black haired man said with his hands in his pockets before the orange haired beauty quickly spun around looking aggressively at the unknowing to him dominant possessive male.
The boy was the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen! Delicate, thin, girlish looking, yet able to be recognized as male. The gray eyed man's inner self screamed! His true hollow self, his wolf self howled in need and wont, crying desperately! He had found it, him! HIS mate! His life partner! Warm yellowish fluid started to quickly, dribble into the larger man's mouth from his now slightly enlarged, normally unnoticeable, fangs. It was getting soooo hard to not clamp his bone crushing mouth around the base of the boy's collarbone.
If a clock would have been there to indicate how long they were just siting there, acting as if they had been turned to statuse, it would of only been about twenty seconds! To the two of them it felt like hours, days, maybe even years. Everything in Ichigo screamed to run! Something about this guy was very off. Dam! He wished that he had, had Zangetsu at that moment. Taking a step back the orange haired teen panicked. What one? The boy darted his eyes behind his right shoulder trying to escape the man.
The man narrowed his eyes, the boy was afraid of him! He could smell it! He sighed and rolled his eyes doing the very best he could in this situation to revert to himself. He wasn't doing well and he hated to lie and didn't want to pretended that he was being something that he was not!
"I'm not going to hurt you. Chill out ok?" Yaya! The pain would only last for a little while! Only in the beginning of being claimed an in the end of my claiming you as mine forever more....
The boy still looked ready to bolt any second. "My names Stark it's nice to meet you." Stark even managed a smile, not showing his teeth though. The liquid almost started to seep out of his mouth from that miner move. He took a small step tords the boy, who nervously watched the wavy haired man like a hawk.
"Ichigo",the boy finally uttered, "my name is Ichigo." the orange haired teen almost whispered.
Stark was almost unable to control himself, having a compulsive need to force his strong arms around the teen and barry his face into the hollow of his neck, to sniff and imprint his scent permanently into his mind. To remember the smell of honey, lavender, and a hint of cinnamon. It was a strange combination, but, oddly, perfect for the young male.
Stark grinned, "So Berry, where are you trying to get to?" Saying a little to eagerly.
Ichigo scowled "I'm-I'm trying to find my way back to my room." the boy became flushed embarrassed by his need of insistence.
In Ichigo's room after a hour and a half of searching, a job that could of lasted Ichigo over 10 years to complete!!!!
"So, this is your room?" The suite had a bathroom that had a tub that was able to hold about four people without there skin halving to touch, a shower big enough for two, also, a fancy toilet and a HUGE sink.
There was a small kitchen with a narrow fridge and a five foot counter, and a stove. The bedroom was filled with very little furniture. Only a small white side table, a love seat, a small closet, and a VERY large bed. The bed could hold about eight or nine people! Stark was surprised that Aizen would give the boy a room this nice only himself and the second had rooms better than this! "Nice place you got here..."
Ichigo rolled his eyes, "humfff. Yaya right." Fuck, the flamed haired boy just wished he could get the creepy man to leave so he could get Zangetsu and then HALL ASS OUT OF THE PRISON!!!!! "hay, uh, can you please leave I have to take a shower......"
Stark was ready to rape the poor oblivious boy! The thought of a naked Ichi was toucher! "All right see you soon!" Stark cheerily left the insanity endorsing white room. Dirty thoughts of thin hipped inferno orange haired beautys dancing around in his head.
THANK GOD!!!! Ichigo lifted the mattress of the very heavy, large, bed and retrieved his very loved partner, Zangetsu. He smiled at the enormous sword. hold like it only weighed as much as a goose feather! "Zan, time to get going. Right?"
'Ichigo.... I am not shear that this is a good idea. You are still but a child......' Ichigo glared heatedly at the cleaver, annoyed that even his Zanpekato was treating him as if he were a two year old. 'do you think that you are able to let go of Grimmjow so easily or that he would let you go. Would you be able to survive on your own? Would you be able to feed on hollows? Be alone most likely for the rest of your life?' Zangetsu continued.
"I don't need anyone because I already have you! Your all the company that I will ever need. Jeez!!! Your like a dad to me you know that... I'm not a new born anymore! I can take care of my self..............."
Zangetsu felt pain shot up from his clenching chest, spreading through out his body. Ichigo was a young powerful fool. But, he would let him learn his lesson. It seemed that the orange haired teen tended to learn from his experiences better than word or explanation.
Aizen was enraged when he had found out that the beautiful teen was gone. He had sent out some of the weaker Arrancar to search the endless hallways. The boy was his and his alone. It was surprising that the boy, from the information that he had reserved, would even think of running off!
Grimmjow was frantic, snarling, tearing everything in his path to pieces IIIIIICCCCCCHHHHHHHEEEGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AGAIN! I AM SO, SO, SORRY THAT IT IS SO CRAPPY I PROMISED TO MAKE IT LONG AND GOOD I DIDN'T KEEP THAT PROMISED! I have been so busy lately! I have had, I think, five tests in the last four school days. Also, over the weekend I was all over the place. I WILL make the next better and longer! I will try to up date My life is a lie and What! I can't be!. SORRY if you don't like it! I updated so you could have a new chap to gossip about, hope I don't get any flames......