A/N- I know it's been a few months since I posted, but since then I went threw surgery on my knee, had to catch up on school work and read A LOT of books. Nows schools out and I'm ready to get back on the court, but I got three months left, so i'm finishing this before my next story which may be Hellsing.

LAST BIT OF THE LAST CHAPTER

I yanked her from the meats and she...growled at me? Her eyes flashing an unnatural bright purple. Out of instinct I snarled angrily at her to submit and she did letting out a whimper. We were on top of the table breathing heavily like we'd just spent hours fighting. When the brightness in her eyes disappeared kissed her. Not for pleasure, but to test her and my fears were realized. When my lips touch her her kissed became wild and raw. I could smell her arousal in no time and a growl rose in her chest. Immediately I pinned her hands to her side and I put space into our already heated bodies. I wasn't as hungry now which was a relief because I could think clearly for the most part. Slowly I watched the old Rukia come back to me and confused.

"Ichigo, what's going on?" she asked.

...

"Sit boy, Kisuke growled and I did despite the wolf inside me telling me to rip his head off. Suddenly he laughs, the full moon has passed; yet you can hardly stay in your own skin."

"I know," I said and drunk the hot tea.

" You know? Did you know, without a pack you are no Alpha? Without a pack, your head is the most wanted thing in this country of Japan. You now control the two largest territories in Japan. You were born to be an Alpha, but you're something more, Kurosaki. You were never a human and you were no longer a half human when you first became aware of what you were."

"What do you want me to do?" The tea had a weird calming affect on me and my head started to dropped. My vision was blurred and I could hardly stay awake now.

"All I need you to do is kill your first human."

Chapter 17

Orihime Inoue's POV

It was late and o matter how hard I drunk, I couldn't rid my mind of Kurosaki-kun. I was hopping that coming here to the reopen Club Hollow (remember where Ichigo was bitten by Aizen), drinking myself silly and being around all these hot guys would help, but no, every part of me wanted Kurosaki-kun. I couldn't blame it. At the party, seeing him after so many days of high school acting like a nervous wreck, I-I just wanted to be bold! Licking him probably was a little extreme, but it was so fucking wroth it. Ichigo tasted like my favorite bean paste and chocolate all mixed into one. Giant bean bread. It was an orgy in my mouth and his abs! I might have actually had one if he hadn't yanked at my hair and called me a slut. Again I was also wrong because I knew he was at the party looking for Kuchiki-sama, so I guess I deserved it. Sighing heavily-I feel disgusting.

"A penny for your thoughts?" spoke a voice Orihime immediately recognized.

"Kur-Kurosaki-kun, what are you doing here?" she stammered before him and feeling like a complete idiot because of it, but she couldn't control how her body acted around the male who seemed only to drip sexiness, and God I bet her knew it. I never expected to run into him so soon. After the other night I kind of thought I'd be the last person he wanted to see. Instead of hiding the blush that I was sure shined like the sun on my cheeks, I openly gawked at him. Ichigo's hair was in a wild mess, like he woke up, and didn't bother to look in the mirror, as if to prove my theory he chose that moment to yawn loudly.

"I'm not entirely sure…kind of hungry though, so I guess I'm here for a bite to eat."

"They don't serve food here though, you know that." The worry look on my face turned startled. I wasn't getting a good vibe here. Usually Ichgo's body language read board, but know all I was senescing from him was a tenseness I did not understand, though his indifference facial expression said other wise. Everyone knew this place was only a bar. If Kurosaki-kun was hungry, he should have never came this far out of town.

"I-I could c-cook you something," I said nervously

When Ichigo smiled, a wave of warm lust crashed on me. Suddenly the feeling of my clothes became unbearable. Fuck it! High school is over and I'll be damned if I don't get to sleep with Kurosaki-kun. I grabbed his hand and led him to the back door out into the dark woods.

"Orihime, I know for a fact that this is not the way to your apartment," Ichigo said, his voiced filled with excitement. Before I could take another step Ichigo stopped me and pushed me roughly against a tree. God his dominance made me wet! Orihime looked into his eyes and found them gleaming with delight, The words he began whispering in her ear, though she knew where meant for another, felt so hot and alluring that she thought she would melt. His orange cinnamon brown eye had said it all. Ichigo looked at her with a smirk as hunger settled in. He went for her lips and kissed them roughly, which she met with pleasure. Ichigo could barely contain himself. Her scent was drawing him in and her warm heated kiss only made it worse.

Orihime was in pure bliss as she felt his arms tighten around her waist. He deepen it and there tongues started a battle in a mad fit of passion. Of course that was only what Orihime assumed. Unknowingly, Ichigo was tasting her and so far he liked what he found. He pressed against her and all she could do was moan against his rough lips and silently beg for more. Orihime laced her fingers threw is thick orange hair as the heat inside her build and build, all because of a kiss. God! What he could possibly do to her if he was inside her she almost didn't want to know, but oh how she imagine him giving her relentless pleasure . Ichigo began trailing kisses down her jaw and throat; greedily licking at the taste of her warm skin in such an erotic way that it made her shudder. Suddenly Ichigo felt his body react to an intense wicked hunger that hit him like a truck. Devilish desires pelted at him like a tidal wave of hail. An intense sharp pain blossomed in his jaw unexpectedly, that it made his tight grip on the girl even tighter. Ichigo kept his snarl at bay; not wanting to alert her of what was about to happen. His blacken nails grew like razor claws, while his fang agonizingly grew, and his hunger grew as instinct took over. Slowly, Ichigo dragged his fangs over he skin and started to suck on it longingly like it was a sweet lollipop. The smell that surrounded him became as intoxicating as sweet strawberries and sent Ichigo into a frenzy.

"Ichigo…"

With that, he bit down on her shoulder. Slicing threw her skin like scissors did to paper, and snapped threw her shoulder bone like a thin twig. Before she could scream, Ichigo clasped his hand on her mouth and tore more deeply into her flesh. Her blood set pleasurable fire to his insides, and he shook from her taste as his eyes rolled to the back of his head from it. Orihime twisted ever so slightly to get a look at Ichigo and boy, would she regret it. Wild looking gold eyes were swallowed up in a dark nigh of it's own.\

He just bit me, she thought and with fangs she was sure weren't there a second ago. This couldn't be Ichigo.

After the first swallow, Ichigo grabbed at her long orange hair and yanked her head to the other side to get a better bite from her neck, but by doing that he left her free to scream. To his sensitive ears, it sounded like someone set a microphone too close to an amplifier. "Get-Off-Of-ME!" she chocked out as she put up one hell of a fight, but blood filled her mouth as she spoke and it only seem to make Ichigo more frenzied to eat her. Orihime could already feel herself descending into the soft cloud of unconsciousness, but every instinct inside her was screaming bloody murder for her to run to save what ever life she had left in her. She refused to die here…not tonight. Orihime thought that if her scream worked once, it could work again. So she screamed, screamed so loud that the dead would hear her. Like before it-Ichigo coward to protect his ears. No doubt this was bound to make him furious, but it was all she had. Orihime took off for salvation, weather she was going towards civilization or further into the woods she did not know, or really care. Her feet pounded heavily against the dirt floor as fast as they would carry her, which wasn't by much. She stubble and staggered like a drunk trying to walk straight from blood loss. Orihime was soaked in her own fluids. She didn't know someone could bleed this much; the blood just kept coming! Not after too long Orihime began to slow down, even if she could out run this thing, which she couldn't, Orihime was just dragging out the inevitable. She was not a star athlete like her best friend and for once she felt like she was cursed for having such a generous sized bust and not wearing a bra! A twig snapped close to her right and involuntary let out a whimper. She turned around, not surprise to find Ichigo there. This timed she sucked in air and let out a chocked sob. Blood dripped slowly down his mouth like a steam and when he smiled it stained his teeth and gums. Before she could let out another scream, Ichigo's powerful hands were weraped around her though and crushed her larynx. Unconsciousness was pounding in Orihime's head and it let in with it blurred vision. Not so happily, the last thing she saw was a demon eating at her.

ICHIGO'S POV

I set up with a groan and shielded my eyes from the unwelcoming sunlight. "Morning sunshine," said a voice. Instead of looking into the light like a normal person I sniffed the air like the animal I was growing accustomed to being. Whoever this man was smelled like maple trees and wolf. In seconds I had him pined to the ground and bared my teeth at him. In the back of my mind I was not completely sure how I got to this point, but instinct was blocking common since. "What the fuck are you doing on my territory," I growled.

"Relax, I'm just looking for Isshin Kurosaki, buy the way you just reacted, I take it I'm asking the right Lobo? He said in a causal tone despite his condition.

"I don't know him, and even if I did, I would tell a stranger who does not have my permission to be here."

"Excuse me, where are my manners? Speaking of them, would you mind getting off me kid, and here," he handed me some clothes, "you look like you need these. My name is Kugo Ginjo."

"Kurosaki Ichigo, no leave," I say bitterly, "You're in my territory without permission and I do not play well with other wolves."

Ginjo shakes his head and says, "No can do. You see, since this town is yours, like you claim instead of Isshin's, than that must mean he's dead. So, now you are the guy I'm looking for, Kurosaki."

As he talked, I pulled on the clothes he gave me. I noticed they were a perfect fit and than it struck me that these clothes were my clothes. He's been inside my house! I fought back the urge to rip out his throat with great difficulty because the rational part of my mind was telling me I needed to know what the hell this guy wanted. How easy it was to control myself when I wasn't hungry. Waite, when did I eat? How the hell did I even get here? "How long have you been following me?" I suddenly ask.

"I prefer the term, watching from a distance, and I don't need to follow you to know where you are remember."

"How long?" I repeat, this time with the power of the Alpha behind my voice. I noticed that his body went into immediate submission and Ginjo hated it.

"For a few weeks." His response came instantly so I decided to ask more questions.

"What do you want?"

"To warn you about the Alpha or Alphas that want to take your powers. To have the crown of Hueco Mundo."

"As you can see I'm no king, I don't wear a metal hat or have subjects."

"But you have the power of Aizen inside you."

"How the hell would you know that?"

"Because as I speak, I can see the beast flickering over your face and your eyes are glowing. Our powers and thoughts are wild, but we have control. You, Ichigo, don't have such a thing. Just look at the poor girl over there, apparently she'll be the first of your many "subjects. It wasn't even a full moon and you changed unwillingly."

I looked to where he pointed. Orihime laid on the ground as nothing but shredded flesh. Absently I licked my lips at the sight of her. After a bit of staring I noticed that her chest was rising and falling slowly. I stiffened with realization. She was alive! Laughter erupted in my head.

Good job Ichigo, when she wake up she'll be a werewolf and the second one you turn. Keep this up and you'll have a pack in not time.

Panic hit Ichigo like a bolt of lighting. He was confused like no other and obviously unstable.

"Kurosaki, you OK?" asked Ginjo.

Ichigo whirls around, startled by the voice that he thought was His, but instead Ginjo's. Last thing he remembered was bringing Rukia to Hat-and-Clogs, but now he was no where near the candy shop and Orihime laid in a heap of blood and dead leaves. Could this guy-

The kid took one look at the girl and jumped like he just woke up, his eyes were no longer gold, but brown. Excitement sparked in Ginjo. Ichigo had absolutely no idea how to control the beast inside him, which made my job, so much easier. "Kurosaki, look, it's obvious that you're knew to the game, and that your Old Man taught you nothing about what you are. I take that you can't even remember the past five minutes."

At that Ichigo nodded slowly. I'm hear to help, my card is in tour pants. When you're ready, just give me a call."

With that he walked away and all I could do was stair at Orihime with disdain.

WOOOOOOOO Ichigo already dosen't liks Orihime and I see a HUGE fight between her and Rukia in the future. And it can't just be me that Orihime sounds like a whinny bitch everytime she says "KUROSAKI-KUN" I'll enjoy writing the cat fight.

Ginjo's here! (Spoiler*** I didn't see it comming when Ginjo betrayed Ichigo! AND he was the first Sub soul reaper. *GASPES DRAMATICLY*

Anyway see what he has instored for unstable badass werewolf Ichigo! R&R

Your Lunatic,

ANGELHINATA17