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Chapter 18 - Out Cold
When Grimmjow came back to his room he found the Shinigami unconscious in the same spot he left him. He felt dirty and he badly needed a shower but he couldn't take his eyes away from the object of his desires, especially when his sleeping form started to shiver and soon big brown eyes opened wide to look at him.
The fear and hate he read in those eyes only further proved that he was far from being broken, but Grimmjow wasn't sure he wanted to utterly break him any longer, after all, he enjoyed a good fight and sometimes the Shinigami put up a good one. If his pet merely followed his every command then he'd most likely get bored of him. No, he liked his pet hating him. The Shinigami knew there was no escape, and that was enough for Grimmjow. He sat on the bed and motioned for his pet to come to him.
Ichigo stared dumbfounded at Grimmjow. The further he was from him the better. If he wanted him near then he'd have to drag him.
Instead of being angry, the 6th Espada seemed amused. He motioned again, and this time Ichigo spoke his mind.
"I refuse."
“What if I said I wouldn't hurt you?"
"I wouldn't believe you."
"Then you'd be smart, because I never said I'd stop hurting you, but I won't right now, so come here."
"Grimmjow, I know exactly what you want me to do and I will never do it," murmured Ichigo and bit his lip in fear, expecting Grimmjow to get up and drag him to the bed.
The Espada started laughing.
"Oh, but you will if you don't fucking come here right now!" growled Grimmjow, now slightly pissed off.
For once he didn't want to hurt his pet but his pet refused to obey him.
Ichigo flinched at the loud tone, almost considering to go there out of fear of making Grimmjow angry.
"You have ten seconds to get here, and if you aren't in front of me by the time I'm done counting, I will make sure that what you've went through so far will be nothing compared to what I will do to you today."
"One"
"Two"
Ichigo was terrified with the prospect of what Grimmjow promised, but at the same time he was also scared of being near him.
"Three"
He further bit into his lip, drawing blood, but he didn't feel pain, he only felt fear.
"Four"
He raised his head to look his arch enemy in the eyes. Grimmjow was obviously annoyed, his face slowly turning into an angry scowl.
"Five"
He almost wanted to go to him out of fear, but his body wasn't listening to him.
"Six"
Ichigo clenched his fists tighter and slowly pushed himself off the ground. By the time he was up, Grimmjow got to ten.
"Ten!"
Ichigo paled, expecting the Espada to jump him at any second, but to his surprised, he didn't.
"I see you're finally up, now come here before I change my mind and punish you for not moving your sweet ass over here when I told you to move it."
Ichigo slowly started to walk in Grimmjow's direction. It felt like his feet were made of led and the urge to turn around and run was overwhelming, but somehow he couldn't ignore Grimmjow's threat. He feared making Grimmjow angry.
He wasn't exactly sure how long it took him to get to where Grimmjow was but when he did he would've ran away if Grimmjow hadn't grabbed his wrist to keep him in place. When Grimmjow touched him it felt like he'd been burned and frozen, both at the same time. He couldn't take his eyes away from Grimmjow's hand, fearing that if he did it would somehow melt his wrist. The fact that his wrist hurt from the earlier abuse didn't even register.
Grimmjow slowly caressed Ichigo's wrist with his thumb, then got up and pulled him in the direction of the bathroom.
"Someone will be here soon to clean the room, so while they take care of that, let's go take a shower."
Ichigo whimpered, not wanting to take a shower with Grimmjow. His attempt to keep his ground failed, Grimmjow's pull having more strength behind it than what he, a very weakened and injured Shinigami could ever muster in his situation. Once inside, Grimmjow closed the now fixed door and continued to drag Ichigo until they reached the shower.
"Should I help you take your clothes off?"
The leer adorning Grimmjow's face made Ichigo's skin crawl. He shook his head from side to side, obviously indicating his answer was a definite no, but the Espada didn't care and with one swift move he pushed the Shinigami into a wall, keeping him there with his left arm while untying the hakama with his right. Ichigo was frozen on the spot, unable to move.
Everything that happened after that felt surreal. Grimmjow didn't punch him, didn't kick him, didn't hurt him in any way and instead helped him wash the blood away. He couldn't believe it, the Espada almost seemed caring. Grimmjow didn't even look angry, like he usually appeared to be, but calm instead. He found it to be disturbing but somehow Ichigo didn't want to do anything that would have changed Grimmjow's temporary calm attitude to his usual angry one.
He was afraid to look anywhere else besides up. He knew that Grimmjow was probably as hard as a rock but he did not want to see it, because if he didn't then he couldn't pretend that maybe, just maybe, Grimmjow would leave him alone after the shower.
"Can I go now?" asked Ichigo, his voice void of any emotion.
Grimmjow wanted to say no, he wanted to push him into the wall and fuck him until he would be satisfied but because of Aizen he couldn't. His features slowly started adopting his usual angry scowl and when Ichigo saw it he couldn't help himself from trying to run away. He didn't get far though because as soon as he took one step out of the shower Grimmjow grabbed his arm to try and pull him back in, causing Ichigo to slip and fall on the hard but warm floor of the now heated bathroom.
Before he could get up Grimmjow was crouching beside him, his hand firmly planted on Ichigo's back, just like before.
Was this how it would happen again? A repeat of the first time? Dread filled Ichigo when he remembered the pain he suffered that night.
It felt like the room was spinning around him, but the most unsettling thing was that Grimmjow was unusually quiet. And when he finally spoke, it felt like a totally different person was voicing the words.
"It's quite ironic that we find ourselves in a similar situation as the first time we met. I still don't understand what made me take you by force that night. It was something I've never done before. I want you, I want to fuck you again and again, I want to hear you scream, beg, because I enjoy seeing you suffer... why do I feel that way? What have you done to me?"
Ichigo was too shocked to answer or move. He didn't want to think of Grimmjow as more than a sick and twisted monster but somehow at that moment he couldn't help but notice the confusion that was slowly eating Grimmjow from the inside.
Grimmjow was unstable, the shaking hand caressing his back clearly showing that. He had to get away.
"Don't try to leave when I'm talking!" roared Grimmjow when Ichigo tried to get up and move as far away as possible from him.
"You're acting strange! I don't-"
"You don't what?"
"I don't, I mean I can't go through that again," whispered Ichigo, afraid that if he talked too loud it would awake the beast that was Grimmjow.
The stupid brat had to go and ruin everything, thought Grimmjow.
"Ceh!"
He got out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. Ichigo was still on the floor, in shock.
Was that all?
He curled on the floor, not being able to stop the shaking of his body nor the coldness he felt at that moment.
It was the sound of a cell phone that woke up Kon from his musing as him and Rukia were walking back home after a hard day of school.
"A Hollow?" he asked.
"Yes, you go back home as fast as you can, I'll be right there as soon as I'm done with it," said Rukia as she disappeared into the distance.
Why did he even have to bother going to school? It seemed so pointless, Ichigo might never come back anyway.
"NO! I can't think like that!" said Kon and almost slapped himself for being so pessimistic.
He stuffed his hands into his pockets and slowly made his way home. He knew he should hurry up but he really hated going home where he'd have to pretend once again, and because he was so caught up in his own thoughts he never noticed the baseball bat that hit him in the back of the head and knocked him out.
Two guys immediately picked him up and quickly left the main street to go to a more secluded area. They couldn't believe how easy it was to capture the famous Kurosaki who in the past beat their boss so badly, in time becoming their boss' favorite subject of discussion, since each day he would come up with new ways of torturing the orange haired teen when he'd catch him.
"Boss, we got him!" both yelled in unison once they reached the place where the rest of their gang was waiting.
"KON!", they all heard a scream in the distance and for a second they panicked before realizing it had nothing to do with them and so they continued with what they were doing.
"Tie him up to that chair and wake him up now, I don't care what it takes to do it," said their boss and pulled a butterfly knife out of his pocket. "He's going to regret ever messing with me, I'll make sure of that."
"KON!" they all heard the scream again.
"Go see what they want and make sure they don't find this place", said the leader to one of his underlings who immediately took off to do his boss' bidding. "Now... where were we? Ah yes, Kurosaki, I see you are starting to wake up, good, good."
"Where... am... I?" said Kon softly, his voice still weak due to the head trauma he suffered only a few minutes before.
His head was painfully throbbing and it was hard to even open his eyes, let alone raise his head enough to see where he was. The last thing he remembered was that he was walking home and then nothing, just excruciating pain, hot blinding pain as if hundred of small snakes made of fire were crawling around in his head. The pain was so strong that he couldn't even form coherent thoughts and he couldn't understand at all what the voices around him were saying.
"Kurosaki, yo, Kurosaki, are you paying attention to what I'm saying?" snapped the boss angrily when he figured his prisoner wasn't even listened to a word he said after he went to the trouble of explaining to him why he was tied up to a chair ready to receive a lesson he would never forget.
"Kon! Kon! Where are you?"
There it was again, that voice, who was this Kon? They all turned their heads towards the source of the sound, waiting, until a beautiful big breasted girl appeared around the corner then continued to run in their direction.
"Ko-Kurosaki-kun!" she yelled, hurrying to get to Kon after seeing the blood on his hair and shirt.
She was on her way to a store and since she wanted to have a talk with the Mod Soul, in private, she decided to follow after she thought she saw orange hair disappearing after a corner. She lost him at some point though so that was why she kept calling his name until some weird looking guy approached her and tried to immobilize her when he found out who she was looking for. Once again she was glad that Tatsuki taught her how to fight, but inside the building there were so many of them... she had no choice though, she had to save Ichigo, no, she had to save Kon.
She only managed to take out two of them before she found herself surrounded.
"KUROSAKI-KUN! WAKE UP!" She tried again, but Kon didn't seem to be conscious enough to realize what was going on.
"Kurosaki's girlfriend I assume, nice to meet you" said the boss with a disgusting leer on his face. "Get her!"
All of a sudden they attacked, and no matter how much she defended herself and attacked back she still got hit a few times. There was simply too many of them. She desperately wanted to get to Kon who was being punched in the face by the one who appeared to be their gang leader but she couldn't get past the almost compact mass of underlings. A foot to her stomach almost knocked the air out of her but she kept going, there was no way she was going to give up and leave Kon to suffer.
"She's a feisty little one, isn't she? I guess she's the perfect girlfriend for the "great" Kurosaki Ichigo. Maybe I'mma carve her pretty face to teach you never to mess with me again. It's not just you who will suffer, but also your friends, like that big guy from last time. Too bad I couldn't find him, but there's always a next time, right?"
Through the pain, Kon managed to hear some of the things the guy who was breathing in his face said, but he couldn't understand what he was talking about. What girlfriend? Then he thought he heard a scream and with great effort he managed to open his eyes, wanting to see what was happening around him. After a few seconds of seeing a blur, the things around him started to take shapes and soon enough he was able to see who was his so called girlfriend. He paled and froze at the sight, too shocked to even speak. He saw his Orihime-chan on her knees, tightly holding her bleeding and injured left arm, surrounded by what was now only about ten guys left. The rest of them appeared to be knocked out.
"Orihime-chan!" tried Kon to scream but his voice ended up only as a whisper. "Orihime-chan! Orihime-chan! ORIHIME-CHAN!" he kept going until she finally heard him and their eyes locked.
To his surprise she didn't look scared, just exhausted and instead of panicking she gave him a weak smile then quickly got up, the glow of her healing shield clearly an indication that she was fighting for all she was worth.
"What are you waiting for?! Get her NOW!" ordered hysterically the guy with the butterfly knife who was in front of him. "Your girlfriend will soon get caught but in the meantime I think it's time we have some more fun."
Before Kon even registered what was happening, he felt the sharp metal blade slashing at his face. He screamed when he felt pain, the blood running down his cheek like a waterfall, and Orihime couldn't help but look to see what was going on, her small distraction enough to allow one of the guys to brutally hit her in the back. She staggered for a few secondsm then she collapsed on the ground, her pupils dilating from the pain and shock of seeing Ichigo's beautiful face being mutilated.
"ORIHIME-CHAN!" yelled Kon, his pain forgotten when he saw his bloodied princess' shivering form on the dirty ground and almost went crazy when one of the guys grabbed her beautiful orange hair and pulled her up on her knees, laughing in unison with everyone else.
"You don't have time to be worrying about her."
Then there was another sharp pain and when he looked he saw his school shirt cut along with his skin, right across the chest. His eyes widened, not being able to understand why was this guy so hell bent on torturing him. He bit his lip until he drew blood to keep himself from screaming in pain because he didn't want to give the guy the satisfaction of hearing him again. He looked again at Orihime and Kon wanted to scream in rage at what those idiots were doing to her.
"Your girlfriend is looking, how about we give her a good show?"
The guy was an idiot, thought Kon, Orihime was obviously passed out since her eyes seemed dull and lifeless. The next second he felt metal collide with his face, and the skin tearing at the contact. The bastard rained blow after blow with his brass knuckle rings until Kon's face was a bloodied mass of ripped tissue and Kon couldn't help but scream in agony. The guy stopped to catch his breath, all the effort he put into hitting his arch enemy Kurosaki Ichigo taking a toll on his body.
Kon was just happy Orihime wasn't seeing what was happening, but his relief was short lived when she heard her voice calling his name until she completely woke up once again and shrieked in horror at what she saw.
"And now for the final act," the gang leader said and raised his knife, his gesture more than obvious regarding what he was planning to do.
Kon closed his eyes, ashamed that he had failed to protect Ichigo's body, as well as protecting his Orihime.
"Can you at least let her go? She has done nothing to you."
"Nothing?! Look at all the boys she injured, I think she needs to pay for that."
"I don't care what happens to me, just let Kurosaki-kun go, please!" begged Inoue crying, but still not giving up on fighting. From what Kon could tell Orihime was doing her best to heal her injuries.
"Keep her quiet!" commanded the leader and his attention turned back to the tied up teen after one of his men put his hand on the girl's mouth to keep her from yelling again.
"You bastard!" spit Kon, his brown eyes almost glowing with hate.
Suddenly the knife went down and Kon couldn't help but close his eyes again and brace himself for the impact, which, to his surprise and shock, never came.
"Ahhh! What... what the hell is this?" shrieked the man in horror when his knife seemed to have hit an invisible wall. "What the hell is happening here?"
Kon quickly opened his eyes and saw Orihime's shield in front of him. He sighed in relief at the knowledge that he had just escaped death but when the shield began to crack he quickly turned his eyes towards Orihime only to see her falling to the ground and her beautiful long hair slowly soaking in blood. Above her there was a guy with a bloodied bat in his hand.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU EVEN IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!!!" roared an angry Kon, who couldn't help the tears from escaping his eyes after seeing how badly they injured her.
"Idiot, I told you to keep her quiet, not kill her!"
"She bit me and then she mumbled something," said the guy who was supposed to keep her quiet.
"I... I'm sorry boss, but it was the only thing I could think of," said the one with the bat in his hand while rubbing the back of his neck and laughing nervously.
"If she dies then we're all screwed, you god damn idiot!" he continued and before said idiot even managed to make a step in the opposite direction he got hit so hard in the face that he fell to the ground in a heap and immediately lost consciousness.
The leader tightened the hold he had on the knife in his left hand, not liking how things had gone so out of hand. He never planned on killing either of them, not even the bastard Kurosaki, he merely wanted to give him a good scare and at most a stab in the shoulder so that he'd never forget him again. But no, this girl had to appear out of nowhere and ruin his plan. If she was dead then he'd be convicted and sent to prison and that was not something he was looking forward to. He crouched next to her unconscious form and checked for vitals, almost sighing in relief when he saw she was still breathing.
He couldn't help the shiver that ran through his spine once he remembered what had happened only a few seconds before. Why did his knife stop in midair like there was something there blocking it? He got up and carefully approached Kurosaki, his knife growing closer with each second until it finally reached his skin. His face had a puzzled look, maybe he was starting to imagine things?
Kon watched his every move with hate filled eyes. He was determined to make him pay.
"Untie me and let's have a fair fight, or are you too scared of me?"
"I'm not scared of you!"
"If you're not scared then you have no problem in untying me and fighting me fairly. You can even use the knife and the brass knuckle rings, I'll only be using my fists," continued Kon and spat some blood on the ground next to him.
"Shut up!"
The trembling in his enemy's hands was a clear sign that the guy was scared of him, of Ichigo. All he had to do was get him to untie him and after that beating everyone there was as easy as taking candy from a baby.
"Do you want your men to think you're a coward who's too scared to even fight an injured and unarmed guy?" said Kon as loud as he could so that everyone there could hear him.
The leader's eyes flashed with rage and he started cutting the ropes that were keeping Kon immobilized. As soon as Kon was free and on his feet he noticed how tense the other guy was. His stance looked rigid, almost as if he couldn't decide if he wanted to attack or run away, but before kicking his ass to hell and back, there was something more important to do. He walked towards Inoue, easily knocking out the guys who tried to stop him, got down on his knees and set her head in his lap then moved the hair that was covering her beautiful flawless face. He gently caressed it a few times then took her in his arms and started to walk away.
"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? Come here! You wanted to fight, so let's fight! Or are you too scared?" taunted the guy.
"I don't have time for you right now," said Kon and the leader almost recoiled at the look he got from his arch enemy Kurosaki Ichigo.
"I'm going to fucking kill-" continued the leader but got suddenly interrupted when a foot connected with his back, causing him to fly through the air and into a wall.
Kon turned around to see what was happening and was surprised to see the new guy who had recently joined Ichigo's class, and it was then when Shinji noticed who he was holding in his arms.
"Orihime-chan! What have they done to you?! He screamed in panic and rushed towards both of them. "Give her to me! I'll take care of her," he said and stretched his arms waiting for whatever or whoever was in ichigo's body to pass him Orihime.
"Why would I want to do that? I don't even know you that well..."said Kon and continued to walk away as fast as he could, even though there was nothing more he wanted at that moment than to pass out and be spared the pain he was forced to endure.
When he started feeling dizzy though the old saying of "be careful what you wish for came to mind" and he mentally cursed knowing that he was slowly but surely losing consciousness. The last thing he said was a strangled "take her" and he was out cold.
Luckily Shinji was there to catch Orihime before she fell from his arms and onto the ground. He looked back to see if there was anyone else left standing but apparently they all ran because there was no one left there who wasn't passed out.
"Cowards, they probably ran away when I took out their leader."
He then grabbed both Orihime and the fake Ichigo and went into the air, his mind and body set on reaching the Vizards' hideout in record time.
TBC
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