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I am uber surprised by all the new people reviewing my stories! Especially LittleXCreature, Misutii Hi No De, WhiteW12-0, and hehehehehohohoProductions0! I thank y'all for joining my fan list! *bows* Ok, there will be hard core stuff here! So Aizen Must Die, if you're reading this, I shall put up a warning! Ok…*cries* I don't wanna be mean! *sighs* Oh well, here's Chapter 5…
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Chapter 5: Monster of the night…
Normal POV
Present…
Shiro woke up and noticed that he had been placed next to Ichigo. He slowly raised a shaking hand and stroked Ichigo's dull orange hair. Please…please wake up…he begged in his mind as he kissed Ichigo's forehead gently. I need you…
"Oh, you're up now." He turned quickly, fear beginning to rise in him, but it died as he saw Kisuke enter the room.
"Kisuke Urahara…" he said finally, releasing a breath he didn't know he was holding. Kisuke nodded and held out a cup of warm tea and some pills.
"You have a fever. Take these and drink the tea; it'll help." He told the nervous hollow. Shiro nodded and looked at the pills. Another bad memory began to creep up, but a quick shake from Kisuke took it away. "Don't worry, you're both safe now, Shiro…" he said calmly. Shiro nodded and popped the pills in his mouth and took a quick sip of tea. He coughed lightly and shivered.
"Th…thank you…thank you for helping us…" he said hoarsely. He rubbed his neck and sighed.
"Of course. We'd be more than willing to help the both of you." Kisuke said. Shiro glared at him, but turned away and looked at Ichigo instead. His face saddened as Ichigo's eyes squeezed in fear. He quickly ran a comforting hand through Ichigo's hair and he calmed down some.
"I'm…I'm still afraid, afraid that they'll come again… they'll come and…" his eye widened suddenly and he turned and faced Kisuke. "What time is it? Tell me!" he cried out. Kisuke seemed slightly stunned by his sudden outcry, but nodded.
"You ended up sleeping for a whole day. It's about…11:30 at night now…" He froze as he noticed Shiro curled up in the fetal position, rocking back and forth, eyes unfocused.
"He's...he's coming…oh god, not now…not again!" he quickly leaned over Ichigo protectively, snarling whenever Kisuke got close. "I won't let him harm Ichigo again!" Kisuke tried to calm him, but when his eyes widened in terror, he backed up. "No…not again! Oh god, please…the blood, there's so much of it…the bruising, the bites…stop…" His frightened golden eyes rolled back and he passed out, lying over Ichigo protectively.
He passed out due to pure terror…Kisuke lifted him up slowly and sighed. I guess I'll have to wait a little longer to ask him… As he remembered what Shiro had started screaming about, he carefully lifted the blanket from Ichigo's shoulder. There were bite marks riddled all over his shoulders, even some down his neck, along with long marks caused by nails scratching the skin. They were deep enough to have caused a lot of blood loss if done periodically. All of these, even small signs, pointed to something that any person would count as 'torture'. Damn…he was brutalized…both outside…and in…
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Ichigo's POV
18 days ago…
I know we've been here for a few days, but exactly how many, I was at a loss. We were both trying to think about what to do to escape, but…with these damn cuffs, it was almost impossible! Shiro had told me that he would have taken over to get us out, because, and I'll admit it, he was stronger than me, at least, to a certain degree.
"But they cut me off, kinda. There isn't enough of your spiritual energy for me to take over." He told me one night. After the 'nice little treatment' Grimmjow had given me, for some reason, they hadn't come back, but that was about to change… The door opened suddenly and Ulquiorra walked in, carrying a huge syringe.
"Wh-what the fuck do you want?" I snapped angrily. Ulquiorra raised his spiritual pressure suddenly and I fell to the floor.
"Ichigo!" Shiro cried out, but I glared at where he was sitting, telling him to stay. Ulquiorra's spiritual pressure was practically crushing, especially since I had no access to my own spirit energy. He kicked me and rolled me over and opened up my shihakusho, exposing my chest and healing scars. He pulled the syringe and injected this strange green liquid into my chest. I cried out, the pain was awful, it felt like ice was being shoved under my skin, but it didn't last. As quickly as it had appeared, it was gone. "Ichigo, are you ok?" Shiro ran up and rubbed my chest as I bent over and started coughing as Ulquiorra lowered his spiritual energy.
"Let us see if this will help break you…or prepare you for Grimmjow's next…interrogation…" Ulquiorra said as he left the room. I spat at the bastard as he left, god they all piss me off!
"King…let it go…" he whispered in my ear. I sighed and started to stand up. Suddenly, I felt something rise up in my chest, and I bent over.
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Normal POV
Shiro watched as Ichigo bent over and began to heave. "King, King are you ok?" he asked and knelt next to Ichigo.
"I…I…" Ichigo tried to speak, but there was a nasty burning sensation in his throat. "I…I don't-" He lurched forward and suddenly vomited all over the floor. Shiro cried out in shock.
"What…what the fuck?" he gasped. Ichigo raised his head to see what they had fed him come up.
"Wh…wh-" He heaved over again, vomiting even more until there was barely even anything left of what he had eaten. Even then, he continued to throw up to the point where blood was coming up. After a few minutes, Ichigo gasped and fell onto his side, clutching his aching and growling stomach.
"You ok, Ichigo?" his hollow asked worriedly as he caressed his back. Ichigo coughed and nodded slowly.
"I…I think so…" he said, his voice slightly hoarse from throwing up. He slowly sat up, clutching his chest tighter as pain shot through his body. "Ngh!" he bit his lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood. Shiro wanted to help, but Ichigo held out a hand. "I'll be f-fine." He stammered a little, but kept his voice firm. Shiro wanted to argue, but the look on Ichigo's face was enough for him to back down.
He needs to stay strong…he told himself. I can't want to help every single time something pops up…and he knows this… Shiro sighed and leaned against the bed. Ichigo slowly rose to his feet and walked to lay on the bed. "Will you be ok?" he asked again, this time less concerned. Ichigo plopped down onto the bed and smiled.
"Yeah…nothing I can't handle…" he said before falling asleep. Shiro looked at the bloody mess on the floor.
That wasn't the last time they'll do that…he thought. I'm certain of it…
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16 days later…
Grimmjow looked through the small hole in the door to check on Ichigo's condition. The special mixture Szayel and Ulquiorra had come up with was brilliant. Whenever it was injected, Ichigo would get sick and throw up whatever was in his stomach. It affected his body so much now that almost every time he eats something solid, his stomach throws it back up, even without the mixture. Not to mention that every time someone walked in there, there was a…shift in the air as some of the minor arrancars had put it. I betcha I know what it is too…Grimmjow thought with a smile. At present, Ichigo was curled up in his bed, shivering slightly. He had lost some considerable weight already because he wasn't able to keep any real food down.
"Are we enjoying this, Grimmjow?" Grimmjow turned around to see Ulquiorra walk up, holding a syringe filled with the nasty mixture. Grimmjow's grin widened.
"You gonna give him more, eh?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"This should be the last injection. If he starts to give in, an antidote is being made." Ulquiorra replied. Grimmjow stepped away from the door as Ulquiorra went to open it.
"Your next method…I know what it is…" Grimmjow grinned wickedly and leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets.
"So? I wanted him on these little…injections so that he wouldn't be able to fight back as well. Also…I may bring him down a couple notches." He said. Ulquiorra's face remained emotionless, but his eyes showed a slight glimmer of pleasure.
"Do not forget; he is mine after you…" he said and walked in. Grimmjow just stood there, listening to Ichigo scream and smiled.
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Shiro's POV
I looked at Ichigo and felt a shiver run through my spine. Even looking at food almost made him sick. It was those injections Ulquiorra had kept giving him…I know it. I sat next to my sleeping King, stroking his head gently. The door suddenly opened, revealing Ulquiorra and another syringe of that fluid. "No! Don't do it!" I screamed, forgetting that he couldn't even see me, let alone hear me. But for some odd reason, he froze, but only for a second. He then quickly walked the rest of the way and lifted Ichigo's kimono up, revealing his skinny chest, already beginning to show his ribs slightly.
"Wh…what…" Ichigo moaned in his sleep and slowly opened his eyes. They widened quickly as he felt the syringe pierce his skin.
"Ichigo! Don't move!" I told him, and he stood still. His eyes had a kind of hazy fear, like he was scared because this was being done while he was trying to sleep. When it was done, Ichigo curled up into a tight ball, shaking uncontrollably. His stomach was contracting, I could feel it myself, but for me, there was no pain. I slipped under his tightened arms and rubbed his chest and back, trying to help him forget his pain.
"This…this is shitty…" he whispered in my ear. I just chuckled.
"Well, the fact you're cursing is a good sign…" I said and he let out a strained laugh. He slowly fell asleep again in my arms and I sighed. Yes…sleep my Ichigo…everything will be ok… I thought as I, too, fell asleep.
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Normal POV
It's time…Grimmjow thought as he walked down the hall, almost like he was a trained stalker. He slowly opened the door to Ichigo's cell, smiling wickedly at the sleeping teen. His face was slightly pained due to Ulquiorra's injections. Oh, but this is going to be sooooo much worse… he grinned. He loomed over the sleeping teen, smiling as he tossed and turned uncomfortably due to his sudden shadow.
"Ngh…" he mumbled and turned, bumping his head against Grimmjow's torso. He opened his eyes and backed up. "What the fuck? What are you in here for?" he snapped angrily. Grimmjow said nothing, instead picked him up by his neck and tossed him into a wall. His head connected with a painful thud and he lay there dazed.
"King!" Shiro cried out. Grimmjow suddenly turned and glared…right where Shiro was sitting.
"~I know you're in here~!" The Arrancar said in a scary sing-song voice. Shiro felt every vein in his body freeze in fear. He grabbed Ichigo by his arms and grinned. "And you're going to ~love~ watching this next one…" He threw the semi-conscious Ichigo over his shoulder and stalked down the hall. Shiro shivered in fear for Ichigo and quickly followed.
"You mean you can see me?" he asked, but Grimmjow didn't even seem to notice. Guess not…he thought But the fact that the Arrancars were even noticing his presence couldn't be good. He followed the two as Grimmjow took him back to his favorite place to torture Ichigo. Once again, Grimmjow hooked his cuffs up to the chain dangling from the ceiling, but this time he pushed it slightly towards the wall. What is he doing? Shiro wondered. He didn't have to wonder for long…
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Ok, the rape starts here! You no like, look for the bold letters near the end!
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Ichigo's POV
My head felt like it was swimming…damn Grimmjow… throwing someone who just woke up into a wall is pretty low… When I was finally able to refocus, I realized I was hanging in the air again. Wh...what? There was a rustling behind me. I couldn't turn around, but judging by the way Grimmjow suddenly walked up and pressed his lips against my ear, I knew I was in serious shit…
"Will ya submit yet, Ichigo?" he whispered into my ear. I felt a slight tremble travel down my entire body…was I scared? No…it was worse…
"Fuck you!" I spat right into his face. Yeah, I'm that stupid sometimes. I could practically feel his grin against my ear.
"If you say so…" he whispered, his voice was so damn husky, it almost made me drunk…wait, what?
"Ichigo, no!" I could hear Shiro screaming my name, but like I said, I couldn't see what was going on. He suddenly placed another cold syringe next to my neck and smiled.
"Be prepared, Ichigo…" Grimmjow said. The syringe was dragged slowly down my neck and placed at the junction in my arm. He pushed it in and injected some kind of yellowish green liquid into me. I felt like my entire body was alight, but not exactly in a painful way…no; I knew what he was doing. He slowly leaned close to me and kissed my neck gently. He grinned as he licked the sensitive spot behind my ear, sending electricity shooting through my body. I suddenly felt something painful down below, god no, I was getting hard…not good… He slowly slipped one of his hands down my shihakusho, grabbing my member and stroking it. "Wow, it works well, I see…" he chuckled darkly
"Ngh…what are you…?" I tried dragging some kind of coherent thought together, but the way he was touching me was making my sex drive run like mad. I knew what he was doing, but my mind wasn't functioning properly. He slowly slid my pants off, and turned me around, his smile wide and sickening.
"Oh, I think you know, Ichigo..." he said. He leaned in real close and bit my shoulder, hard enough to draw blood…
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Normal POV
Ichigo cried out as Grimmjow bit down even harder, his hands clawing his back. He felt every single nerve in his body light up despite the pain. Why…why is this happening? He thought as Grimmjow mashed their lips together violently. He bit on Ichigo's lips gently, forcing his tongue into his mouth. Ichigo felt himself get harder as their tongues connected, sending fire down his body.
"Mmm…why do you taste so damn good?" Grimmjow whispered huskily against Ichigo's lips, slowly gripping his shoulders and turning him around.
"No, don't do this…" Shiro whispered in fear from where he was standing. He wanted to help so badly… Grimmjow dug his nails into Ichigo's skin, one hand on his shoulder, the other trailing down to reach his member again. Ichigo cried out in pain and confusion.
Why…why do I feel this way? He screamed in his head. Shiro flinched as Grimmjow once again dug into his shoulder with his teeth, smiling at the teen's screams. He slowly traced his hands down the teen's chest and lifted the other hand up, stroking his head.
"Are you sure you won't give in, Ichigo? It'll mean less pain…well, on your part…" he chuckled. Ichigo's only response was a shake of his head, sweat flying off his hair. Grimmjow grinned wickedly and quickly turned him around again. "Very well then…" Ichigo suddenly felt something enter him, completely taken by surprise. He screamed as Grimmjow continued to pound into him. He could feel blood slipping down his legs as Grimmjow continued to enter him painfully, but still continued to get harder, if it was even possible.
"Stop this!" Shiro screamed and ran towards Grimmjow. He tried to push Grimmjow away, but only succeeded in falling onto the floor, gliding right through the Espada like air. It did, however, cause the Espada to stop his onslaught temporarily and look around.
"Tsk, I knew you were watching." He said. Shiro slowly rose and looked at Ichigo.
Oh, my Ichigo…he thought. Ichigo was shaking now, his eyes glazed with pain and pleasure, a horrid combination.
"Oh, I know you're there, like I said. I hope you're enjoying the show…" He grinned wickedly, sending chills down the hollow's spine. "…because it's far from over…" He turned back around and continued slamming into the orange haired teen. Shiro just stood there, staring in shock.
I…I can't do anything…he thought. I…I'm sorry… Ichigo pounded the wall with his fists as Grimmjow continued to brutally shoved into him, but after a few moments, he just didn't care. He couldn't feel anything from the waist down. He couldn't feel anymore…not when Grimmjow practically feasted on his shoulder, not when he dragged his nails down his spine… nothing hurt more than his pride. When Grimmjow released inside him, he could barely hear Shiro crying a few feet away. He felt Grimmjow's hand grip his member once again.
"Wow, maybe you're enjoying this too much…" he whispered and began pumping him with each thrust he gave. Ichigo cried out at this new pain, and continued to pound his fists against the wall as he came all over Grimmjow's hand. Finally, Grimmjow backed away from him, causing him to sigh. He was quickly turned around and watched as Grimmjow licked the cum off of his hand. Ichigo shivered at the scene.
What…what have I done? He thought in horror.
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Over now! Wow, my first rape scene! *thumbs up*
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Shiro's POV
Grimmjow tossed King back into his room naked, tossing his clothes in afterwards. I watched as Ichigo stood up on shaky legs, his eyes wide with shock. "I'll be back later." Was all Grimmjow said before slamming the door. The moment the door was shut Ichigo almost collapsed onto the ground. I managed to get there and stop his fall, but that was all I could do. God, I was completely useless back there!
"Ichigo, Ichigo!" I shook him some, hoping to get a small response. He lifted his head up slowly to look at me; I can tell he barely had the strength.
"Sh…Shiro…" he whispered my name so quietly, I wasn't even sure if he said it. I slowly lifted him up and placed him back onto his bed. He was still bleeding some and I… I blamed myself. I was right there, damnit! When I made a move to go get something to clean him up with, he tried reaching for my arm. "Sh…shower… I need…" God, his voice was so quiet…
"King, can you stand at all?" I asked him. He nodded really slowly and tried getting up. Once he was on his feet, he almost collapsed, but I helped him up and walked him towards the shower. I couldn't get wet, although I wished more than anything that I could feel things in this world, so I scooted him into the shower and helped wipe away the blood and semen. The entire time, he stood there silently, his body shaking. I felt sick…just looking at my King like this made me hurt. After I helped him dry off, I quickly grabbed his clothes as he held onto the shower curtains. I walked back in and tried to help him get dressed, but he swatted me away. "King…" I whispered his name. He looked angry…was he angry at me? After he finally slid back into his clothes, he held out a shaking hand. I reached for it, a little slower simply because I was being a damn wuss, and helped him to his bed.
"Inner world…" he whispered as he curled under the covers. I only nodded and leaned next to him. I didn't know what he wanted, but before I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but think to myself…
I'm so useless, I can't even help protect the one I love…
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Chapter 5 end
Well, did y'all like it? It's my first rape scene and to be honest, I think I could've done a little better. But beggars can't be choosers, ya know? Anywho, I have a new poll up concerning Eternal Revenge to those that read it! Please, if you read it, go vote! Also, if you haven't yet, read it please! Ok, reviews please? Oh, one more thing! I don't know if this counted as a 1-sided GrimmIchi. If it did, sweet! If not, well, tell me so I can get rid of it in my summary description! See y'all later~! XD