The half hollow
For today's Summary: Ichigo and Shiro are waking up in the real world.
Livetotell: Kotina agreed to let me continue this wonderful story! Yay me! So here's the second chapter!
Chapter 2: the white twin
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach!
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Ichigo used his mask again before calling "BANKAI!" but right after he yelled, his mask split in two.
Ichigo could feel the mask braking, as if it was part of his body, it was weird.
His body felt like it was splitting in two with the mask. It felt like he was splitting in two. And he was.
Then all of a sudden, hollow Ichigo appeared, and one half of the now broken mask flew and stuck itself on hollow Ichigo and the other half stuck with Ichigo.
The two twins howled in pain before fainting.
And now:
When Ichigo finally opened his chocolate brown eyes to the world, the first thing he noticed was the big and nasty headache that was pounding in his head.
Strange enough, a second after he understood his head was hearting it suddenly stopped?
Weird
Ichigo shook his head and took in where he currently lied down at. It was a small room, not his, which meant it was not his house. He didn't recognize the room, but it wasn't a hospital room, so he wasn't injured… normally anyways…
The room was colored in bright colors and at the far end of the room sat a nice round mirror glued to the wall, a yellow light bulb shown from above him, a small computer in the counter sitting on a nightstand and a big bed that fitted for two, which he now sat on.
What?
He wasn't alone on the big bed. It took him some time to notice, probably because he was still half sleeping right now, but now that he looked at the other in the bed, he couldn't wonder how he didn't noticed him earlier.
They were sleeping on the same bed damn it!
It was his hollow, the one that insisted that he had no name, and yet, every time Ichigo looked at him a name would pop out of nowhere.
He never called him that name, he was a hollow, and he said that he didn't have a name. The name couldn't be his, but at the same time it was. Sometimes he couldn't resist the urge to call his white replica by the name.
Shiro
The albino was asleep. Typical. Of course the white haired devil will sleep and let Ichigo have the heart attack. And now that he thought about it, he probably should have one now, a heart attack. His hollow was outside.
Silently Ichigo reached out his hand to touch the white copy.
The hollow was cold as ice, and it seemed like none of them liked the cold, because the moment Ichigo's hand touched he's, in a sense, twin, the other snuggled into the touch.
Ichigo didn't know what exactly happened, or how Shiro got out of Ichigo's inner world, but he did know that whatever happened, it wasn't good.
When he was trying to remember what exactly happened before he lost conciseness, all he could remember was pain. Lots and lots of pain
Shiro beside him stirred. It was obvious the other will soon awake.
So Ichigo being Ichigo did the only thing that seemed, well, not normal, cause nothing will be normal while waking up near your partly hollowed soul, but dare he say, the right thing to do.
He got out of the bed, not wanting to give his counterpart a shock like that he himself just experienced, and started dressing.
"Ichigo?" the watery voice of Ichigo's hollow called hesitatingly while looking at the surrounding "what are ya doing her'? What 'm I doing her', an' more importantly, where are we?"
Ichigo looked at the hollow noticing how only half of the hollow mask covered his face, leaving the other part mostly empty.
He had the same face as Ichigo, but that wasn't a surprise, after all, he was born from Ichigo. In a sense, they really were twin brothers.
"I don't know" the orange haired counterpart answered. He didn't look at the hollow, too busy dressing, so he didn't notice the dark look that hovered on the hollow's face.
"Are ya fucking kidd'n me!" the hollow yelled. Ichigo looked at the white albino.
The look that the other gave him was crazed, the too big smile crawling on the face. That shouldn't be possible, the evil gilt in the eyes.
Ichigo was scared.
It reminded the weaker one why exactly he bothered with the stupid half-Hollows-half-Shinigamies-imbeciles. He had to control his hollow or he will take control over Ichigo's body.
But Shiro wasn't in Ichigo's body anymore. No. he was outside.
Ichigo didn't know if it was better or worst.
"KING! Ya need to be m're careful! Ha Ha Ha Ha! Do ya want me to take over?!" the look he let on was predatory, terrifying.
'Not like you can do it now hollow' Ichigo thought to himself and frowned.
Suddenly the albino stopped what he was doing and narrowed his eye "what did ya say, hea king?" Shiro spit mocked.
Ichigo looked at the hollow troubled 'say? I didn't say anything…' Ichigo thought
"caurse ya did. King. I can hear ya yu know" the albino looked at the orangetee and found his mouth falling "WHAT HAPPENED TO YA?!"
Ichigo was taken aback by the remark. What did Shiro mean? Nothing happened to him.
"WHAT D'YA MEAN NOTHING?! DID YA LOOK AT THE MIRROR?!"
Ichigo didn't, he was about to, after all there was a mirror in the room, but just then one Urahara Kisuke entered the room with his all too cheery mood.
"Ho, the Korosaki twins. Awake I see…"