Ichigo decided to start with Kisshu. After all, he was the one she hated the most. She scanned the walls with her eyes for a suitable weapon. 'Ah-hah!' There was a sai similar to Kisshu's but bigger. She smiled as she went to get off the bed. First she would cut off his genitals and stab him in the heart. Then she would gut him, akin to how he had gutted her. Ichigo frowned when she realized something. Kisshu still had his arms tightly wrapped around her, and it didn't appear the sleeping alien would let go anytime soon. She stared at Kisshu's closed eyes to make sure they didn't flutter while she slowly removed his arms from her waist. She stopped every few seconds just to stay on the safe side. Who knew how the green haired alien would react if he woke up? Ichigo had just about freed herself when she suddenly heard teleportation noise. Her heart plummeted when Kisshu's golden eyes snapped open.
"Kitten, where are you going?" Kisshu asked in a scarily breathy voice.
Taruto floated over to the bed. "Woo! Torture!" he shouted gleefully. Then he blushed, squealed in horror, and turned around. "Yuck! Why are you both naked?"
Ichigo grabbed the blood red comforter and used it to cover herself. She was tempted to tell Taruto to leave, but decided against it. She did not want to be alone with Kisshu...not when he was awake anyway.
Kisshu obliviously smirked. His tired eyes and facial expression made him look like the creeper he really was. "I will tell you when you are older." He chuckled and glanced at Ichigo, who glared back at him.
Taruto sulked. "Whatever. Pai just told me that I had permission to torture her. I want to have fun with the old hag too!"
Kisshu scowled and opened his mouth to object, but Ichigo interrupted.
"You're not going to use that giant sai are you?" she asked with mock fear. She even but her lower lip and widened her eyes for added effect. Maybe she could somehow get the weapon out of the alien child's hands. If she couldn't, Kisshu would most likely come to "his special toy's" rescue.
Taruto's ears wiggled, and he grinned evilly. "I sure am!" he improvised, hovering over to the wall and removing the large sai.
"Taruto," Kisshu chided, "that weapon's too big for you."
"Shut up!" Taruto snapped. But Kisshu was right. The little alien had some trouble staying afloat while carrying the sword.
Ichigo wanted to offer help, but no. That would be too obvious. Instead she pretended to be scared and no longer tried to hide her anticipated trembling, assuming that it would make her look more fearful. Hopefully that would encourage Taruto to stick with that weapon.
Kisshu growled, "Stop, Taruto! You're scaring her."
"Why should you care? She's our enemy," Taruto reminded him.
"She's my mate," Kisshu growled possessively.
"What? Since when?" Taruto gasped in shock, dropping his weapon.
Ichigo turned to Kisshu. Her eyebrows furrowed and her stomach flip-flopped. "I'm your what?"
"You can't have a human as your mate!" Taruto exclaimed. "I'm telling Pai!"
"Your tattling won't do any good; he already knows," Kisshu told his little brother.
"What do you mean?" Ichigo asked again as Taruto left the room.
"You're my – what's the human word for it? – wife," Kisshu told her.
Ichigo flinched. Her face held a disgusted expression that quickly froze into a venomous glare. "Do you really think I would want to be your wife?" She could barely hear her quiet growl over her pounding pulse.
"That doesn't matter, kitten," he answered. "You already are."
Ichigo shook her head. "Just because you raped me? No! That's stupid!" She snapped. The hands that held the comforter covering her flesh began to shake with tension.
"Ichigo," Kisshu said seriously, "you're mine. You have no choice. Now you can either agree to be my mate, or we can repeat our former experience for the rest of our lives."
The redhead's blood went cold. Was he threatening to rape her for the rest of her life? "Kis-shu!" She snapped back, but really didn't know what to say. What could she say? She was stuck; either way, her life was over. Her eyes filled with tears, and a lump formed in her throat. She tried to blink and swallow them away, but lost control."Why did you do this to me?!" Ichigo openly sobbed.
"It really is simple, kitten. I've wanted you from the very first moment I saw you. You never agreed to be mine, so I had to force you into it. Don't you see that it would have been so much easier if you had just accepted my advances?"
Ichigo squeezed her wet eyes shut and vigorously shook her head and turned away. Even if she could go back in time, she still would have denied Kisshu.
Kisshu frowned, but tried not to lose his temper. "Well, your life will be a lot easier if you just accept me now."
Ichigo glared at up him, her eyes sparkling with ire. "I already told you," she managed to say without a choke or crack in her voice. "I won't forgive you for this. So no. Never!" She turned away as more tears came.
Kisshu looked at her with half-lidded eyes. "That's too bad, kitten." Then, he pounced on her and kissed her lips. When she was finished transforming, he looked down at the little black cat that he was squeezing between his hands. "Perhaps a few hours as an animal will change your mind."
'No! Nothing will change my mind!' Ichigo hissed and tried to claw at Kisshu. When she couldn't reach his face, she bit his hand.
Kisshu thought the pain of the cat's thin teeth was rather minimal. After all, the alien had been sliced with swords and blasted with magical attacks. Most recently, he had recovered from an incapacitating injury that he had received courtesy of the Blue Knight. That pain had been unbearable. And since he had dealt with that recently, the cat bite seemed like it was barely pain at all. Kisshu shook his head and clicked his tongue in admonition. "Kitten, I've taken much worse blows that that in my life. Actually, quite a few of them have been at your hand." He chuckled maniacally, looking at her with his yellow, half-lidded eyes. "But if you want to play mean, I hope you realize that this gives me permission to do the same." He paused.
Ichigo's cat eyes widened in fear. What did he mean? Surely, he wouldn't rape a cat? ... Would he?
Kisshu smirked. "In your current form, I could easily turn you into a Chimera Anima. It would give you a much greater pain than you gave me. Imagine, your bones elongating and changing shape. Imagine your skin being stretched and pulled taught until you think it will rip open. Imagine your mind being subject to my commands. Yes kitten. If you want to fight me, I'll be more than happy to oblige. I can fight you with... you." He grinned evilly. Now that he had thought of it, it seemed to be the perfect way to force the cat girl into submission.
'Kisshu, please don't!' Ichigo meowed loudly in protest. Her ears flattened against her skull and her black tail grew fat. She stopped trying to struggle and instead began to shiver. The thought of that terrified her.
Once Kisshu saw how much the idea scared her, he thought that perhaps he could use it as a threat. "Good. You've stopped struggling. Now, just agree to be my mate and you won't have to worry about becoming a Chimera."
Ichigo looked at him with sad eyes. Which would be worse? At least if she turned back into a human she could possibly defend herself. She briefly turned to glance at the large sai Taruto had dropped on the floor before meowing. 'Fine.'
Kisshu was surprised as Ichigo stretched forward, toward him. She tilted her head back and placed her furry little lips onto his. Kisshu closed his eyes as the bright light shone in his face, and he laughed with glee at her acceptance of his terms. When he opened his eyes again, she was gone. "What?" he asked himself. And then, behind him, he heard the sound of metal scraping against the floor.
Ichigo held up a sword and pointed it at him. "You're going to die," she said bitterly.
Kisshu smirked. Why did seeing her naked with a weapon pointed at him turn him on?