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Tortured Soul	By : Lord_Xusecer Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Renji/Ichigo Views: 3064 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Tortured Soul

By: Lord_Xusecer (LDX)

Pairing: Renji Abarai, Ichigo Kurosaki

Rating: M for Mature

Romance/Angst

Tags: M/M, Mention of Bondage, Rape, and other various activities.

Disclaimer: I do not own bleach or any of the contents or characters. I do not profit or make any money from this work of fiction either.

Legal Disclaimer: All characters depicted in sexual situations in this post/fanfiction/fanart (including material in the comments) are fictional and are intended to be and considered to be by the author of said material of the legal age of consent in the United States state of California, regardless of what age these characters may be in the material they are derived from.

Introduction:

What a drag I thought as I heard the bell from the last period of the day. I slowly got up from my chair as I noticed that some of my friends were waiting for me, I just ignored and walked out. I was hard for me to see their faces like that; it had been nearly three months since I last talked to them, and that was when we finished in the Soul Society. You see I couldn't or should I say I'm not allowed to. I have a tight schedule to follow, one that doesn't allow time for normal teenage activities. One that you would say is not right but what can I do, I must follow it if I wish to see tomorrow or the rest of my life for that matter. Well it doesn't matter anyway there is nothing I can do about it.

I walked out dreading what I had to do; you see I am what they consider a "working hand" for a business my father used to owe money to. When my father gambles he usually loses everything he takes with him. Yeah what a shame right? He is what they call an addict of it along with his alcohol, and when he loses in gambling I'm the one who usually suffers. Yeah he uses me to make his debts even shall we say. Oh hell, you don't even know who I am and I here bitching' about my crappy life. My apologies, yeah right, what I am apologizing for. Aren't you used to random strangers coming up and blabbing about their lives.

Anyways my name is Ichigo Kurosaki, I am seventeen years old, yes seventeen, but it not like it means anything anyway. Alright getting back on topic here I'm also a junior in high school, and on top of that I recently became what they call a substitute Soul Reaper. Hell what am I talking about that defiantly does not fit into the schedule. It not like I can do anything about it anyway. I'm not allowed; my father found out about it and forbade it. I never knew he could see souls, I guess I shouldn't been surprised when I could see them too. Again getting back on track here, I also live with my two sister's Yuzu and Karin. Fuck with them and I will kill you, literally, I mean it. I love those two to death, and no matter what I will be there for them. As you also should have guessed, yes I also live with my father. My father is what you would call a dead beat worthless prick. Yeah get this he never used be like that amazing isn't it. Yeah I thought so; I really think people get a kick out me saying that. I guess I should say was that there was an incident, yeah let just leave it at that, an incident that changed him. Maybe if you hang around a while I will tell you what changed him. I don't really trust to many people with details of my life, and it's probably a miracle that I'm telling about this. Please don't tell anyone I'm going trust you to hold this in confidence.

Okay it seems that I have some time to tell you about my fabulous father. I use the word fabulous extremely loosely and very sarcastically here. I already labeled him as a dead beat and a drunk. Now he also has another secret hiding in the dark and I'm a part of this secret. You see my father sells me out to settle his debts, and to collect money when he feels like it. Yeah there you have it; my darkest secret is out there and the reason my life sucks. Enjoy it while it lasts because I probably going be sharing anymore secrets at time is also an abuser, never to my sisters though he loves them dearly. Enough to never lay a finger on them except in a fatherly loving way. I know he's fake and that is all that matters. In fact he wears a mask to hide it; I mean a fake face to hide his rage that's directed towards me. My Father hates me, and I mean to the points where he wishes I was never born. Well, that is enough on that subject.

Hey there my house, it seems like free time is over. Yeah I don't very much of that anymore, so I take it when I can get it. I was lucky today usually I have to do something for him, because he is too lazy to do for himself. Usually it's a beer run to the store so he stocked up on it. Sometimes I actually have to load a truck full of the shit. Yeah I guess you can say I'm also his personal servant which really fucking' sucks.

I walk up to the door and I hear screaming. Great he already hit the booze; I imagine that he just got up as well. I take a deep breath and brace myself for what could be another dreadful night. It was coming, he had behaved for a week and that alone was a miracle. Usually it only lasts for a couple of days if we're lucky. When I opened the door I heard a crash, a sound of something breaking on the floor. I walked in to see that he was already agitated and when the door closed he look directly at me with those demonic possessed eyes. I knew at that moment I was going to get it, I hadn't even known what I did or if I had done something. That really didn't matter to him, if he felt like it I got what he dished out and I had to like it no matter what. It's not like there is an alternative now is there? He the boss and I know it.

"Where the fuck did you hide it! You should know better than to hide my stuff you stupid fuck up!" He screamed walking over and punched me square in the jaw. Bam! I heard it hit and it hurt like a motherfucker. This time he drew blood and it tasted awful, it had a metallic bitter taste, as I spit it out and looked at him. He hadn't even told me what I hide. There was a ringing in my ears from the hit and I stood there holding my jaw as he again spat at me.

"I asked you question where did you hide it, where did you hide my fucking cards and wallet? You boy are going to learn the fucking rules of this god-damn house!" He yelled. I braced myself I wasn't sure if he was going to hit me again or what he was going to do. He grabbed me by the throat and proceeded to lift me in the air. I was gasping for air; his grip was iron and pushed harder against my throat. It was then I knew he had booze. But I didn't know what he found. Whatever he found made him meaner than usual, and it reeked too like some sort of bitter vinegar smell. It smelled like vodka or Jack. Oh god I hope it wasn't Jack. It turns him into a demon literally, like you see here. When he has Jack there is no reasoning with him, he turns into a destructive person which is what I was starting to see tonight. I immediately began to think there was no hope tonight that I was going to get it.

"I already know you threw out all the booze, but you missed this one." which is what I heard hit the floor when I came in. It was a mess, and I knew that I was cleaning this one up along with other things if his attitude persisted. "You know I have had it with you and your constant games, tell me now where they are. He barked directly in my face. I smelled the awful smell of booze and I knew what it was, how could I have missed that bottle? He had Jack, and knew I was in for it.

"I don't know father, I swear I didn't touch it." I pleaded as he squeezed harder on my neck and I gasp as I couldn't breathe or do anything.

"You fucking liar, I know you did something with it, you always do. You think that hiding my money and throwing away the booze will change me Hun boy? I got news for you it isn't going to change. Now you're going to find it and clean up this mess, and if you can't find it then I get to punish you. But first you're going to get me more booze, I want more Jack and you're going to get for me. Since I have no money or cards I guess you're going to have to earn it." Oh great I thought I have to earn him money. This was going to be a long painful night. "I have already arranged it and you're going to be a good little whoring player and earn the money. They as in he will be here in about twenty minutes, so get showered and changed. Do you hear me!" he punched me in the stomach and kicked me to the floor. It fucking hurt. It always hurt when he was like that, now I had to earn him money to feed the monster he let loose. It wasn't fair it never was fair; I guess life isn't fair and it had dealt me him. I had to though, because if I refused there was going would be hell to pay, and it would be a lot worse than this. I know your possibly thinking what would be worse than forced sex right? Well to lay it on you easily his torment is worse than the sex, so yeah I rather be raped than have to deal with him. Sad I know but that is my life and it has been this way for the last four years.

My orders were given from the boss, so I had to obey. This meant making it upstairs and getting into the shower. So I walked up stairs to the shower took off my clothes, grabbed a towel out of the closet and got into the shower. About ten minutes later I finished and got out warped the towel around me and set out to place the laundry in the basket in the washing room, then trudged my ass to my room. When I got to my room I quietly closed the door and dropped the towel to the floor and got dressed. I sat on the bed to wait, wait for the client to arrive, oh joy I thought as I braced myself for what the rest of day held in store for me.

A/N: 7/08/12:

Well there you have it the first part of my story, let me know what you think. Also I apologize in advance if any of the characters are OCC, hence this is my first fan fiction.

I am in need of a beta for this story, if you are intrested then please leave it as a review. All i ask is that you are opened minded and not a hater of the M/M Genre. I will try to get back to you on the forums if that is possible.

Added 7/28/12:

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Edited: 7/28/12:

Fixed Major spelling errors, and corrected Simple grammar mistakes. Hopefully it's less jarring than before.
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