OM MY GOSH, SORRY THIS TOOK SUCH A LONG TIME MY WONDERFUL READERS... IT TOOK A LOT OF PERVERTED THOUGHTS TO GET THIS ONE TOGETHER... (IM NOT A DIRTY PERSON SO IT WAS KIND OF HARD) BUT YEAH, POOR ICHIGO... HE HAS TO EXPERIENCE IT ALL! OH NO! LOL ENJOY! AND DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!

Chapter 5: No Escape

He followed her.
He let her believe she was safe.
He let her fall asleep.
He let her dream.
But he walked inside...
He silently waited in the dark, for her ashen eyes to open.
To see his face, to scream.
For them to both scream...
So that he could create their own personal hells.

Orihime woke up, rubbing her eyes. The rain still poured outside and the lightnening illuminated her face.
A large bang scared her as she turned to see the front warehouse door wide open, flapping with the fierce winds of the storm outside.
She grudgingly stood up and closed it.
But as Orihime managed to shut the door again, without releasing the door, she remembered why she shut it.

'The door... it was open...'
The room was pitch black. She whipped around, panicking, to try to find him. He had to be inside... who else could have opened the door.

'He did it on purpose... to watch me panic... and it's working...'

She was terrified. His reaitsu wasn't present.
But somehow, she could feel him in the room. Orihime could feel his thoughts... his fierce yellow eyes staring at her, devouring her.

'If I can get this heavy door open fast enough... then I can try to run... but how long can I keep running? Please, Ichigo... control yourself.'
She'd made up her mind. The broken girl would try to run.

1...2...3...
Orihime whipped around and tried to undo the lock as fast as she could. She heard a small thump behind her.
Her efforts grew more frantic.
Her fingers tried to pry the door open. A small patter came closer and closer... and closer... and closer.

Something brushed up against her leg.
Orihime screamed and began to thrash around. "No! NOO, let me go! Please, Ichig-"
She opened her terrified eyes to see only a rat near her leg...

A small sense of relief surged through her... but only a small amount.
The relaxation she felt would've lasted forever if she hadn't felt someone touch her back.

"Damn, Hime. You need to learn to relax..." A chilling echo of voices whispered in her ear.

It was his voice. Her body began to tremble from fear. She didn't want it to happen again... to be stripped and beat until she couldn't resist.

Orihime wouldn't be able to face Ichigo and tell him that he'd done it again... she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she let herself be raped. His hand fiercely took hold of her wrist and he began to pull her towards him.

Orihime began to let tears fall down her face. "Please... please, I'll do anything you want, just don't do it aga-"

"Shut up!" He slapped her hard enough to send her stumbling backwards into the wall. Inside, Ichigo was raging.
Her pinned her against the wall and gripped her arms. He leaned into her neck and took a deep breath.

"Ah... you smell so fucking good, I can't wait to fuck the shit out of you!" He threw her against the ground and fell on top of her.

'No, stop... don't you dare touch Orihime!' Ichigo screamed at his hollow.

'Ichigo, all you do is scream and bitch about me not touching her... but guess what? I can do whatever I want, as long as I'm out here...
in your in there...'

He mockingly spat the last statement back at Ichigo.

Orihime cried feverishly as her ripped her wet shirt off, exposing her indefinetly.
Her began to lick her breasts and play with her nipples. He bit down on one of them, making her moan in pain.

He smirked, "That's more like it..."

'You sick bastard!'
His actions became rougher as he squeezed her breasts hard enough to bruise. Her breathing stopped as she felt his hands explore her vagina. He pushed aside her underwear to slide his fingers into her.
She moaned with pleasure and embarassment... her body began to tremble as her fingers began to increse their speed. Orihime felt her body pulsate with adrenaline as he fingered her.

'Get the fuck off her!'
'Shut up King.'

Watching her body squirm, her breath grow more rapid only made him more excited. He brought his face down to hers and licked a tear streaking her porecelain skin.

He couldn't wait any longer.
He ripped off her panties and pulled his large penis out. He thrust it inside of her body, making Orihime scream.

Her tears continued to fall. 'It hurts so much...'

'FUCKING BASTARD! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU FOR THIS! THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOU, I SWEAR I'LL CUT YOU TO PIECES... I'LL FUCK YOU UP!' Ichigo threatened with all his will.

Ichigo watched from his inner world, watching a girl he cared so much about be raped... by him. He couldn't bear it. Ichigo began to pull at his skin and scream.

He smashed the windows of the skyscrapers. He watched as the first rain drop fell right in front of him. Ichigo was crying and the sky was too...

Orihime's shouts of pain and agony increased as he began to claw at her skin.
He pounded into her hard, her back scraped against the rough concrete floor. She could feel the stinging skin and her thighs felt raw. His toungue brushed against her neck...
he was tasting his meal.

He moved into her strongly and he loved the way he fit perfectly into her tight womanhood.
Orihime scratched at the ground with her nails. Her body couldn't contain the pain and pleasure all concentrated into so many energetic movements.
The inner demon seized her wrists and brought them to her sides.

Orihime didn't think much of it... until he pulled out his sword.

'What is going on? What's happening...' She began to frantically stare into his demonic eyes, searching for an answer.

The hollow began to smirk cruelly as she began to writher around uncomfortably...

He pulled out of her wet vagina and sat unto of her. He began to laugh sadistically as he gripped the sword by the blade and brought it to her left arm.

He pushed the blade into her, piercing her skin. A line of bleed seeped from her skin.

Orihime cried out in pain as he continued to slice her skin in different lines.

'What the fuck are you doing to her! Stop it already!' Ichigo's voice was frantic and pained.
He'd seen enough of this humiliation that his hollow was forcing Orihime to go through.

An unimaginable amount of pain rendered her body useless. She screamed out, biting her lips. Her nails dug into the ground so hard they began to bleed.

'Now here comes the fun part, kingy...'
He wrapped his cold, white hands around her small tender neck and began to squeeze.

'STOP! YOU'RE KILLING HER!' Ichigo screamed, his full attention on his hollow's heinous acts.

She began to choke. Orihime lifted his blood stained arms and began to scratch at his hands. But he grip on her only came down harder.
Orihime began to lose control over herself. Her body began to shake and her eyes started rolling back into her head.

'STOP IT! FUCKING STOP!' Ichigo was breaking inside. He'd never seen Orihime in so much danger. And it was because of him...

Hollow Ichigo laughed maniacally as she began to breathe her last breaths.

He enjoyed it so much, watching her suffer. Once she was dead, he would leave her soul to hollowify... where he would take her as Queen and he would-

Orihime's thrashing began to die down as she slowly began to lose conciousness.

But a small tear escaped his eyes...

Orihime felt the tear fall on her face and looked up at his face, into his eyes.

They were slowly beginning to fade away... returning to their beautiful shade of brown... the one she hoped to see.

'Ichigo...'

His skin became tan and his hair turned their unatural shade of bleached orange.

'...you're back...'

The strangling hold Ichigo had on her neck released just as her beautiful ashen eyes came to a close.

Her unconcious body lay underneath him, naked. Her beautiful red hair, dirty with the dirt and rubble of the floor she was forced to lay on. Her skin red and bruised from where he'd pinched and pressed down on her.

Her tender neck, painted with deep bruises caused by his destructive hold on her life.

She might as well have been dead.

But what the most disturbing thing was what he'd done to her left arm.

The blade was tossed next to her limp body, stained with her blood. Her arm was cut up in a troubling way. He'd wrote something...

H O L L O W

in bloody red letters. Ichigo knew this would be her lifelong reminder of what he'd done. This tramautizing scar...

There truly was no escape for Orihime... for the both of them.

FINALLY DONE... SO I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED IT AND CHAPTER 6 WILL BE UP SOON! BWAHAHA *evil laugh fail* AND SHE ISN'T DEAD!