My Little Keigo | By : AmberDDawn Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4335 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach. I don't, I also do not make money from writting fan fiction. |
All though this was inspired by "Cornflakes at 3AM" It is intended to be an independent story. May or may not be a crack fic. Sometimes my crack fics turn into more serious stories. I hope to have at least some levity in this because well Keigo is a major player in the story. But for now it has a very dark theme. Also the timeline and events are slightly altered. It is set before the winter war. Orihime wasn't taken yet, and Ichigo hasn't met the other vizoreds yet.
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Ichigo was in for a rude awakening. His family had come home, but thankfully for him, they had not disturbed him yet. Kon on the other hand was very disturbed He had been hiding in his closet and had witnessed the whole ugly encounter up until Keigo was kidnapped
The little stuffed lion growled angrily. He puffed up his chest hoping to hide his fear of what the obviously insane soul reaper might do. He swallowed hard on the cotton ball that was stuck in his throat. Kon climbed the bed and shuffled around the blood stain on the sheets, probably had soaked into the mattress also. He walked up to the back of Ichigo's head intent on kicking him as hard as possible. He tripped, however, before he could accomplish that one goal. He tripped on a strange mask . It was white and had maroon strips on it. Kon didn't like it. It gave very bad vibes. He kicked it to the floor and it clattered loudly. The strawberry blond stirred.
"Would you be quiet Kon?" Ichigo slured out in his half waking state. Kon got even angier at the casual way Ichigo was behaving. He punched the soul reaper in the head instead of kicking him.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?" Ichigo sat up suddenly knocking Kon to the ground. He landed with a muffled thud next to the creepy mask.
"What do you mean. You are pretty sick and you act as if nothing happened!" Kon shouted at him from his resting place.
Ichiogo took in his appearance. He was exposed and covered in blood and semen. "What happened," Ichigo almost choked on his words. He had to have realized that that wasn't his blood.
"I thought that boy was your friend. You even told him that you loved him, but when he said to stop you did it anyway!" Kon was crying, not his usual overdramatic "poor me" tears but tears of fury.
"What do you mean"Kei-Keigo? He and I were just hanging out like always. Then well, I admitted my feelings to him. Okay I love another boy. I can't help it, but this? I don't remember any of it. What happened? What did I do?" Ichigo tucked himself away and zipped up his bloody jeans. He looked at the mod soul pleadingly.
Kon swallowed and whispered out, "Ichigo...Ich, you raped him."
Ichigo's eyes widened.
"No," he closed his eyes his arms supporting his body as he faced to floor. He shook his head violently.
"You did, and what's worse there was a powerful hollow here. He took Keigo while you were snoring away."
"What!" Ichigo was out of his bed and looking he saw streaks of blood trailing from the bed to the closet in the corner. There was a drying puddle of it. Right in front of his closet and there were boot prints in the blood patches and bloody prints leading to the center of the room where they disappear. Ichigo wanted to throw up there was so much blood. If he believed Kon, which he did, it was Keigo's. Keigo was hurt badly and a arrancar had taken him. Ichigo bent over to pick the mask up off the floor. Kon stiffened fearing Ichigo's intentions.
"This? Where did you find it?" Ichigo's voice was watery with tears. He sniffed, "I love him and somehow I raped him and have no memory of it. Oh god! Fuck I have to get help." Ichigo grabbed the stuffed animal and reached into his mouth. He pulled out the soul pill and swallowed it. Stepping out of his body he looked at himself. He was disgusted at the sight.
"Kon, I'm sorry. I have to go see Urahara about this," He indicated the mask, "and everything else that has happened. I'm s-sorry." He cried wiping his tears on his sleeve even as he opened his window and jumped out.
Kon cringed thinking of the substances on Ichigo's skin and clothes. He quickly stripped and grabbed some boxers and a t-shirt. He was going to clean up the mess but he wanted to wash the filth off his temporary body first of all"
"Ulquiorra brought the unconscious boy to his bathroom. His room was set up like a suite with a large bathroom. It seemed that Aizen treated his favorite well. He had a bath that would probably have fitted six full sized adults easily. He began filling the tub and while he waited he rested the boy in the floor still wrapped up. He grabbed a few towels wash clothes, soap and shampoo. He got two of his spare uniforms since his had pink stains on the front. He realized the boy was probably too small to fit his uniform properly but it wouldn't matter for the time being.
Ulquiorra saw the tub was nearly filled. He began to undress. He then unwrapped the boy. Keigo's slender figure was marred with blood and bruising. Especially about his hips. Ulquiorra felt a tinge of rage at the one called Ichigo. He didn't know why but he wasn't one to try and fool himself. He may not care for this boy but something inside him screamed for revenge. Something else called for him to care for the broken child. Ulquiorra was by far not an emotional person his mood swings flowed from apathetic to irritated, but his boy inspired different feelings. Some were easier then others to describe. Anger was easily identified and dealt with. Protectiveness was also. Possessiveness was recognized but caused uneasiness. The warm tingling feeling in his loins was easy to deal with. He ignored that one. The warm fluttery feeling in his chest was not so easy to recognize nor to deal with.
Ulquiorra was naked and hovering over the boy as he peeled the sweaty shirt off the kid's torso and then the socks. He lifted Keigo and stepped into the warm water. Ulquiorra liked the feeling of scalding water on his skin but a wise voice inside him suggested that the boy may not appreciate being scalded when he had tender injuries in private places. He sunk into the water with the boy. There was a ledge to sit on and he had Keigo in his lap as he reached for the soap and cloth. He wrapped one arm around the boy's torso as he scrubbed the boy down. He moved to the places of concern and as gently as possible he cleaned the boy's bruised anus and genitalia. Keigo stirred a bit and tried to struggle but Ulquiorra calmly talked to him, "Relax boy, I am not here to hurt you. You need to be washed." Keigo seemed to believe him as he relaxed and leaned into the Pale arancar's chest.
Ulquiorra felt two of the unfamiliar sensations again. His chest tingled and between his legs his manhood swelled. He tried to ignore it but as Keigo tried to turn and get more comfortable he accidentally brushed his bottom against Ulquiorra's penis. The arrancar lifted the boy out of the tub. Keigo curled onto himself shivering. Ulquiorra was fascinated watching the boy's body shaking with cold. His hand found it's way to his swollen member he touched it noticing the pleasurable feeling that jolted his stomach. He began pumping in the water. He came very shortly after and cleaned himself up. He knew he must not think of the boy in a sexual way but he found himself helpless otherwise. He then got out and dried himself off first and got dressed then the dried and dressed Keigo. Keigo mumbled out some nonsense, "That's my chocolate bar you stupid monkey." Ulquiorra felt a twinge in his cheeks as his mouth upturned slightly.
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