Wow fourth chapter already!

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Bleach and all its characters belong to Tite Kubo!

Renji left early after having made sure that Ichigo was fast asleep and not likely to wake up anytime soon. The process of moving the more prudent items to the human household wasn't going as fast as it should've. By now at least one of the rooms should've been converted to have more advanced amenities and other rooms should've been converted to research and resting facilities, and yet the only thing they had accomplished was transforming the basement into Szayelaporro's new lab.

His Highness would not be pleased with such slow progress.

Renji entered the bridge of the ship to "speak" to its captain.

"Captain Starrk, why is... where is the captain?"

Starrk's young pet human sat in his chair, dreamily staring into space until Renji startled him with his entrance. He hurriedly leapt from the chair and bowed deeply.

"F-Forgive me."

Renji crossed his arms, and dismissed the apology and asked his question once more.

The young human lifted from his bow but did not lift his gaze from the floor, Renji could only see the short curtain of dark hair the human sported. "Master Starrk is resting, Guardsman Renji, sir."

Renji growled making the boy flinch in fright. "He's always resting! And what are you doing?"

"M-Master did not give me orders...!" he sobbed.

Renji grimaced at the sound of those pitiful sobs. He hated making that child cry, but it was so easy. The boy was a good pet, he didn't deserve to be yelled at. He gently told the boy not to cry, and asked him to raise his head. He opened his mouth to utter orders for the boy, but instead turned upon hearing the door hiss open be hind him; an irritated Szayelaporro entered.

"Guardsman Renji, where is the white human? I thought I told you to put him in my lab or my extra room."

"And I did, that is where he should be."

"He is not. Are you sure you weren't mistaken?"

"How could I? The room is right across from your lab is it not?"

There was a quiet gasp and Renji looked back to the pet. His blue eyes were wide as his expression was fixed into a mix of fear, shock, and shame. Fresh tears formed at the edges of his eyes.

Szayel brushed by the taller Cerebro and loomed over the small human. "What do you know?"

"I-I-"

"Out with it!"

"I-I knew not to go in your lab, but I did not know that that room was yours as well."

"You let him escape?! Why did you not inform anyone?"

"I told M-Master, but he merely shrugged it off."

Szayel's pink hue turned red with frustration, and he seemed to snap. He ranted about his hate for working with such an "idiotic" and meat-headed species", and how that now they would be discovered because the white human escaped. He blamed the captain for not going after the human when told that he had escaped, and he blamed the human boy for letting him out in the first place. Renji grabbed Szayel when the scientist turned to leave, knowing that it was not in their best interest to allow the angry Cerebro to face the lazy captain.

"I will confront Captain Starrk. Return to your research; they will calm you until we can amend this situation."

Szayel released a tense breath, and snatched away. "Then you will find me in my lab in the human household." With another huff, he exited the bridge.

Renji watched Szayel leave, and then turned back to the boy. The boy was rubbing his large eyes as he sniffled and coughed, whimpering in fear and shame.

"Take me to your Master."

He said nothing as he shuffled past Renji and out the room.

Renji followed him through the ship towards the main sleeping quarters until they finally reached the captains living area and entered.

Starrk, the Queso de Cerdo captain was where Renji figured he would be, lounging lazily upon his oddly designed bed. It looked like a very large chair-shaped cushion that molded to suit the weight and shape of the one laying on it. There were many times during the trip to this planet that Renji entered finding the captain lying there with one or both of his pets snuggled up with him.

The boy shuffled over, and crawled onto his master's body, his meager weight not disturbing the larger male. He straddled his chest and began gently shaking his master and tapping his cheeks to rouse him.

Starrk groaned and used his left arms to pull his pet into a sleepy embrace and used one of his right arms to rub his eyes. "Did Grimmjow make you cry again?" He turned his gaze to Renji, who crossed his arms. He sighed and laid his head back down with a smirk. "Your human is in Grimmjow's room."

"How did he end up there?"

"It seems my little Hanataro here accidentally freed him, and Grimmjow discovered him wandering around."

"Why did your lieutenant return him to where he belonged?"

"I did not ask why."

Renji turned to leave. "Then I shall take my leave."

"Could I ask a favor of you before you go?"

"What?"

"Hanataro has expressed a desire to meet other humans, could he perhaps meet one of the ones you have captured?"

Renji was silent as he considered the wish. He saw no harm in letting the boy- Hanataro- meet Ichigo or his brother, and the prince had not said that this was not allowed. "I suppose that this will be fine. Come with me, Hanataro."

The pet gave his master a quick hug before slipping away and moving to stand at Renji's side. "And one more thing, Starrk. I want you to tell your subordinates to work faster. At the pace we're going we'd be lucky to complete the transition by the next Earth year."

There was a long stretch of silence, and Starrk snored.

Renji fumed but left the room. They had made it only half way down the hall when:

"Attention all workers assisting in the transition. You're too slow, pick up the pace or I will extend the work day to make up the difference." There was a pause as a loud yawn was heard. "Thank you."

The transmission ended, and Renji smirked as he continued towards Grimmjow's quarters.

Shiro let out an infuriated wail as he pounded into the keypad next to the door of that blue haired bastard's room. He punched the pad over and over before finally he ran out of strength. He growled as he looked at the pad seeing that his angry beating had no effect. The door was still closed and the pad was undamaged; only small smudges of blood were there to prove that he'd even done anything.

He panted in exhaustion and stumbled backwards to sit on the bed once more. He studied his knuckles, the blood staining his white hand red. He hissed and shook his hand as the wounds began to burn.

With a sigh, Shiro he laid back on the bed with an arm over his eyes, shielding them from the light. With his other hand he tugged at the collar encircling his throat.

3 hours earlier

Shiro gasped and struggled under the massive body crushing him. "Get off! I can't breathe!" He got an arm free and punched Grimmjow in his shoulder.

Grimmjow groaned and curled tighter around Shiro murmuring, "So loud, I'm trying to sleep." He groaned again when the lights suddenly came to life. He uncurled and lifted onto his elbows and knees, and glared at Shiro who still laid under him. "You couldn't have let me enjoy those last few minutes sleeping?"

"I would have had you not been crushing me!"

Grimm huffed and grabbed Shiro's face making the human panic and fight back. "You stink, human."

"Like I care! Let go!"

Grimm released Shiro's face and laid on him once more, this time gathering the human in his arms before getting off the bed. He held him effortlessly on his hip as he stretched and Shiro ordered Grimm to put him down. Grimm ignored the human's pleas and headed towards a back room.

The room was an advanced looking bathroom with a small shower, a toilet, and a sink with a mirror above it. The door shut behind them both, and Grimm set Shiro down in front of the shower.

"Remove your clothes, and get in." He lifted a hand when Shiro opened his mouth. "I'm too tired for an argument. Just do it."

Shiro huffed and complied, peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the side. It was much more difficult to take off his pants in the small room, but he managed it. He made a face when he noticed Grimmjow's stare, but said nothing knowing that the alien's explanation would make him more uncomfortable than he already was. He took the cloth that was held out to him and yelped when Grimmjow shoved him into the shower area.

Grimm reached past him and fiddled with a touchscreen on the wall and warm water rained from the ceiling. Shiro stood under the spray and took the time to enjoy warmth it gave him. He grunted as he was shoved further into the shower. He turned around just as Grimm shut the door behind him and began washing himself.

"You're bathing with me?!"

"Yes, no point in wasting time waiting for you to wash first."

"No thank you, I'll just wait until you're done!" Shiro tried to bump past the larger male, but Grimm grabbed his arm, stopping him. Shiro yelled at him but Grimm only ignored him as he used his other three arms to wash. He grumbled for a second more before finally snatching away and washing himself quickly.

"I'm done washing, let me out."

"You're fine where you are," Grimm growled. He looked at Shiro before lifting his second set of hands and beginning to scrub Shiro's scalp. "You didn't wash your hair." He moved closer as he continued to scrub.

Shiro muttered a few curses under his breath but let the alien continue to wash his hair; the guy's fingers felt nice on his scalp. He stifled a gasp when Grimmjow moved closer, pressing their bodies together. He didn't try to pull away, begrudgingly staying close so that the blue alien could continue massaging soap into his hair. The second set of arms stopped and moved down to hold Shiro closer while the first set continued the wash. Shiro struggled to free his trapped arms from the embrace, but Grimm simply held him tighter while his hands worked to cleanse the soap from those short white locks. When he felt that all the soap was gone, Shiro opened his eyes and looked up, meeting Grimm's eyes. He froze as he stared into those mesmerizing blues. He wasn't sure what it was, but there was something feral hiding in those depths. He liked it.

He pulled away suddenly as he blushed, but Grimmjow pulled him closer once more.

Grimm made a confused face and looked down between their bodies. A smirk formed on his gob. "So I do turn you on after all!"

Shiro went bright red and tried to push the cocky alien away. "Shut up an' let go!"

Grimmjow grabbed hold of both Shiro's arms and began grinding their lower halves together slowly, coercing a surprised groan from Shiro. "Yah like that?"

Shiro bit his lip and stifled a groan as his cock grew harder and Grimm reached down and began massaging the soft mounds of flesh that were his asscheeks. "F-Fuck..." Shiro's whole body quivered in delight and he threw his head back with a rapturous moan. His cock began to weep as Grimm continued creating delicious friction with their bodies. After a while Shiro could take no more and came, spraying long strings of semen on both of their stomachs.

He murmured a breathless "Bastard," as Grimm chuckled and wiped off their stomachs. He gathered the human in his arms once more and exited the shower after turning off the water. He held Shiro close as he dried them both off before leaving the bathroom. He sat Shiro on the bed and turned to a shelf behind him.

Shiro watched Grimmjow pick up and look at the small assortment of disks that laid on the shelf. He made a pleased grunt and turned back to Shiro. He pressed a disk to the center of Shiro's chest and dark gel-like tendrils spilled out and covered Shiro's body, quickly taking the form of a one-piece second-skin suit. Grimm did the same with his own disk before looking at Shiro's once more and turning it slightly. Some of the gel-like cloth retreated until it formed a new outfit; something that resembled a halter-top attached to a pair of shorts.

Grimmjow smiled at Shiro and the human glared back bitterly. "That'll do." He turned and slipped his feet into a pair of boots and tightened the straps before heading towards the door. "I'll be back later with food for you."

"Wait," Shiro stood. "You're leaving me in here?"

"Yeah, problem?"

"Yeah! I don't want to be trapped in here all day... or night... or whatever time it actually is!"

"It's night, but I'm still running on my planet's time."

"Whatever, just take me to my brother."

"No, you'll stay here until I say otherwise."

"What?!"

"You heard me." Grimmjow turned to the pad next to the door and pressed a few buttons that Shiro failed to catch, and the door slid open.

Without thinking Shiro made a break for it.

The Queso de Cerdo was faster however. His hand shot out and grabbed Shiro's pale wrist.

Before Shiro could try to wrench away he felt a sharp in his side and went limp. Before his neck went fully numb, Shiro looked to his side and saw the tip of Grimm's tail retreat and a small amount of blood flowed from the wound.

Grimm let go of Shiro's wrist and grabbed a fistful of white locks and dragged Shiro's limp body back to the bed. He flopped bonelessly face first onto the bed and Grimmjow walked out of his view.

"I knew you'd try to escape. Your brother tried to, but he was at least smart about it."

The mattress on either side of Shiro dipped in slightly as Grimmjow crawled on and kneeled over him. The alien lifted Shiro's head and slipped something around his neck that wrapped perfectly around it.

"State your designation," came from the collar.

"Property of Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Queso de Cerdo Lieutenant under Captain Coyote Starrk of the vessel Los Lobos."

"Designation confirmed."

Grimmjow turned Shiro's head to the side and gave it a curt pat. "The venom will wear off in about two hours, have fun until then, human." The mattress bounced slightly as Grimm lifted his weight from it. The sound of boot moved farther away, the keypad beeped as buttons were pressed, and door hissed as it opened and again as it closed.

Present

Shiro flinched and sat up as the door suddenly opened revealing a tall red-haired alien. Geez, and I thought Ichi's hair was bright!

"There you are," The alien said, and walked into the room. A smaller person stumbled in as well.

"Hey, you're the kid that let me out yesterday, aren't you!"

The kid in question squeaked and hid behind the taller alien's leg.

"Come with me, Shiro."

Shiro glared, and demanded, "How do you know my name?"

"Your brother told me."

Shiro's eyes widened and he stood. "Ichigo? You know where he is?"

The alien crossed his arms. "Yes, in fact we will be going where he is being held." He held up a hand. "And before you get hopeful, I cannot guarantee that you will be allowed to see him."

"Why not?! What the hell is with you aliens keeping me from my brother?"

The alien gave him a calm look. "I understand your feelings; you believe this treatment to be unfair. However, I cannot go against the orders of the prince."

"Where is this 'prince'?! Ill kick his ass if he keeps me away from my brother any longer!"

The alien closed both sets of eyes, took a deep breath and reopened them. "I will ignore that outburst, but watch what you say about the prince from now on, or I will punish you." He moved to the side and gestured at the door with a sweep of his arm. "Come with me now, and do not attempt to escape."

Shiro huffed angrily and reluctantly heeded the alien's command.

He walked alongside the alien and the dark-haired boy as they walked through the white and gray corridors. Other than the few aliens carrying things down the hall, it was barren and quiet which yet again allowed Shiro to enter his thoughts. His heart clenched as he thought of his brother again, and his pace slowed to a stop.

"Is... Ichi okay?"

The alien stopped and looked to him. "Hm?"

"You only said that you knew where Ichigo was, you never said if he was okay."

The alien grunted, and motioned for Shiro to continue walking. They walked in silence for a few moments before he spoke. "Your brother is just fine. He was sleeping when I left him."

Shiro looked at him with a conflicting mixture of relief and worry. "D-Does he have his inhaler? Do you know how many doses he has left in it?"

The alien nodded. "He has his 'inhaler' with him, however I don't know how much medicine is left in it. Don't worry. The doctor analyzed it, and the medicine should be very simple for him to synthesize once Ichigo runs out."

Shiro breathed a sigh of relief as his thoughts calmed. "Good."

The reached the exit, and with a swipe of the alien's hand the door opened to a familiar sight: the inside of the barn.

"Wha-?" Shiro stuttered and turned around to look at the ship. It was smaller than the inside had lead him to believe, he wondered how it was possible. "Is it bigger on the inside or something?"

The alien gave an amused smirk. "Nothing of the sort. The door emits specially crafted wavelengths that shrinks anything that enters, and then reverts them to their original size upon exiting." He beckoned and then headed towards the barn doors. "If the ship had been built to scale than it would be 10x bigger than this structure of yours." He reached his hands out and forced the doors open letting the cooler air in.

The boy threw his arms around himself and huddled behind the alien's leg. "It's cold?"

Shiro finally took notice of what the little boy was wearing. He saw a disk similar to the one Shiro had in the center of his back, which helped to form his clothing; a loose sleeveless shirt, and equally loose shorts. The boy also lacked shoes.

The alien amended the situation by picking the boy up, messing with the disk so that it formed longer articles of clothing, and carrying him to the house.

Shiro followed close behind, resisting his initial urge to try to run. Not much point when they were going towards his only reason for attempting to escape in the first place. The walk to the house was short, and soon enough the alien was closing the heavy door behind them. He set the boy down and told him to wait there, and ushered Shiro to the basement.

Shiro's eyes widened upon seeing the changed basement. "What the Hell did you do?!"

A pink alien at a desk turned and watched them descend the stairs. "Ah, good you found him! Where was he?"

"In Lieutenant Grimmjow's quarters," the red alien answered, and guided Shiro over to a table at the room's center. It took some urging, but he managed to make Shiro sit o the table. "It seems he caught Shiro trying to escape."

"I suppose 'Shiro' is this human's name?"

"I heard my name twice, that makes me suspicious!" Shiro piped up.

The pink alien smirked. "Guardsman Renji, remove his coverings."

The red alien bobbed his head before turning and removing the disk at the center of Shiro's chest. The clothing morphed back into gel tendrils and retreated into the disk before Shiro could raise any sort of protest. Shiro could only yelp in surprise and cover himself.

The pink alien murmured another command and circlets were slipped onto his wrists and ankles and he was forced to lay spread-eagle on the table. Shiro fought but it was futile; the alien was stronger than Shiro could ever hope to be.

The aliens exchanged a few words before finally the red one turned and left.

"Uh... what's going on?" Shiro asked warily, and looked over to the pink alien.

The alien had his back to Shiro as he spoke. "I'm going to analyze you. Just a few dozen tests."

"Why do you want to study me?"

The alien turned to him holding a tablet in one hand and a small device in the other. "Well, albino humans are a rather rare commodity and on my planet they are kept under tight security, so I cannot study them."

"And now you finally have an albino to poke around with."

Pink grinned as he pressed the small device to Shiro's arm. "Quite." He set the device to the side and pulled circular pads from the tablet and began strategically placing them on certain parts of Shiro's body.. "But not only that, you're... an undocumented albino."

"Wut?"

"I mean," the alien moved towards the end of the table and messed with something down there that made the table lift into a vertical position, "we have never seen a human like you." He touched his Shiro's chin. "Ebony sclera and golden irises." He opened Shiro's mouth. "Dark blue mouth and tongue. Skin with absolutely no trace of color. You're the most interesting thing I've seen in my entire science and research career!"

"...Thanks... I guess..."

He chuckled. "Don't sound so indecisive. I honestly don't wish to cause you any harm... however my 'collection methods' may cause a fair bit of pain. I have to pull a sample of DNA from your cells after all."

"Can't you just take a lock of hair or something."

He turned and walked towards the desk he had been at initially. "Hmm, yes, however there can be problems with such samples. Impurities, cells dying too quickly, natural and unnatural hair oils-" he cut himself off with a few "tuts" and returned to Shiro's side carrying a gun-like device. "All in all, a sample directly from one of your cells is easier to work with than a hair sample. Now no more talking." He pressed the gun to Shiro's side and pressed a button.

"AAGH!"

"Let's begin the tests."

Ichigo groaned as he finally stirred from his slumber and stretched out his stiff joints. They made pleasing popping sounds as they went back into place, and he sighed as he relaxed once more and opened his eyes.

He sat up with a start upon seeing a little boy resting beside him. Ichigo stared at the boy for a moment before looking around the room.

He was relieved to see that he was back in his room, and not in that lab. His lower half tingled upon thinking of that room and what had transpired there. He looked down seeing that he was dressed in only some sort of briefs that felt like a cross between a wet suit and a gel insole. He gave it a tug and watched it ripple upon snapping back.

"You look like the white one!"

Ichigo flinched and looked towards the boy sitting next to him. "White one?"

The boy smiled eagerly at him. "My name's Hanataro, what's yours?"

*chuckles it self* Doctor Who reference ftw!

This going to be a two parter, I don't want the chapters to get too long after all! If I had kept going this would've had three flashbacks and like 6000-8000 words, and I personally think that's too much!

*~Dictionary~*

Cerebro: (Spanish) Brain

Queso de Cerdo: (Spanish) Brawn

Los Lobos: (Spanish) Wolves; also the name of Starrk's Resurrección for those of you who didn't know

Thank you for reading! I hope you leave a review and return later for the next chapter!