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How Did This Happen!?	By : Tenkiuma Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3500 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Chained!?
- 2-Master!?
- 3-Choice!?
- 4-Who!?
- 5-Decision!?
- 6-Begin!?
- 7-EVIL!?
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Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own Bleach...If I did there would be more yaoi~

Warnings: Ichigo's usual bad temper and language, shounen-ai, future yaoi.

Summary: Ichigo woke up chained and shirtless! What the hell happened? This is AU.

Pairing: Aizen/Ichigo

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        A weird sound woke me. It wasn’t obnoxious or loud…just weird. Whatever. I was pretty comfortable, weird sound or not. I rolled on my side and tried to get warmer by snuggling into the (incredibly) soft blankets surrounding me. Chink. Ngh. There was that sound again. What was it? The awake half of my mind was screaming at me about something, but the sleepy half just wanted to, well, go back to sleep. Was it really that important?

          And were my sheets always this comfortable? I scowled as I dug my head in the pillow. No, they weren’t…and they smelled different. And how did I get home after…Holy fucking shit! I jolted upright as I remembered exactly why this bed was totally not fucking mine. Only to get yanked back with a yelp. The fuck was that? Better yet. Where the fuck was I!? Good news, I was alone and intact. Bad news, some crazy bastard just fucking bought me! How the fuck does that even happen!?

            I looked around the insanely white room, trying to find my bearings. It was also annoyingly super clean. Who the fuck is anal enough to make a white room noticeably spotless!? The only thing in the room was a small work desk, a chair, and this bed. A glint of metal drew my eye towards the bed and I noticed a chain coming out of the headboard and snaking through the sheets. So that was the weird sound. Why am I sleeping with a chain? I looked down and followed where the chain led. That was when I noticed the thick metal collar around my neck. Wh-wha…

          “WHAT THE FUCK!?” I cursed and began pulling at the chain, probably letting everyone know I was awake. There was no fucking way I was being treated as a pet! A collar and a leash!? You’re fucking kidding me!

           About five minutes later I was panting after trying everything to get way from the stupid thing. I could only go three fucking feet away from where the chain came out of the damn headboard!

            On the Brightside, at least I wasn’t naked. I was sure the damn perverts would’ve just left me completely naked…and I don‘t want to think the rest of that thought. On the downside, they weren’t my fucking clothes damnit! Just for shits and giggles I lifted up the white (geez was everything white?) drawstring pajama pants I was wearing and, sure enough, I was missing my boxers. Damn. And why didn’t these pants come with a shirt? Worse, I smelt like shampoo. I smelled the tip of my hair for confirmation.

           “STRAWBERRY SHAMPOO!? YOU THINK YOU’RE SO FUCKING FUNNY, DON’T YOU!?” I yelled to no one in particular. What the hell were they doing!? Fucking bathing me!? Perverts! Damn rich perverts!

            “Ichi-berry~! Ya’re awake!” came a annoyingly familiar voice from one of the corners of the room. I looked up and noticed a tiny white (obsessed much?) speaker.

            “We wasn’ sure when ya were gonna wake up! It’s been fun wa’chin’ ya tho!” I could just imagine his creepy smile. I scowled at the speaker.

            “Shut up fox face! My names not Ichi-berry! AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN WATCHING ME!? DAMN PERVERT! THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” All of this pent up aggression was happy to attack someone. Verbally or physically. Although, physically would be more satisfying.

           “Aww! Ichi-berry is bullyin’ me!” He whined. “Imma tell Aizen-taicho!”

           “Oh boo-fucking-who! Like I give a shit, fox-face!” Was, unfortunately, my response. Because it was at that moment Aizen, his majesty himself, decided to grace me with his presence. I bit my lip to prevent the eye roll that was just begging to be unleashed after that inwardly sarcastic comment.

            “I see you have already forgotten our little talk about profanities, Kurosaki-kun.” Aizen said, entering the room with that air of importance I was beginning to think was normal for him. Not much time must have past, because he was wearing the same (probably ridiculously expensive) suit. Or he just likes that style and bought lots of ‘em. He seems like the overly obsessive type. Bet he was the interior designer. White everywhere? Really?

            “Nope. I remember it.” I just don’t care, asshole. He raised an (annoyingly perfect) eyebrow at me and I shrugged in return. “By the way, what the hell is this!?” I yanked on the chain connected to my neck.

           He gave an all knowing smirk. “Well, it is a chain, of course. I would think you would at least know that. Or would you be referring to the collar?” I gave him my best death glare. Sarcastic bastard.

          “I know what the fuck it is! What I want to know is why is it on me!?”

           He narrowed his eyes at me dangerously, a look that held barely contained violence. “It is on you, dear boy, because I own you. As your master, I can do as I please without the need to explain my reasons to anyone, especially you, .”

          My eyes widened in shock. People can’t own people! Especially not me! “Nobody fucking owns me, bastard!” And before I knew it I was flat against the bed with my wrists captured above my head and an infuriating sophisticated bastard straddling me. “H-Hey!

          “Apparently you haven’t yet grasped your situation,” he leaned down and whispered in my ear. “Kurosaki-kun.” His breath ghosted across my skin and I suppressed a shudder. “Allow me to assist you in understanding.” His freehand feathered up and down my side and I tried to squirm away. What the hell was this guy!? A brick wall!? I was struggling and he was totally unfazed by it! Smug bastard! I hate him!

         “G-Get off!”

         “You see, Kurosaki-kun, I can do whatever I please to you.” Soft lips glided down my jaw and stopped below my ear , leaving behind a trail of goose bumps. “And nobody can stop me.” They continued on to my neck and teeth grazed my skin.

          “Ah!” A surprised gasp escaped me and I arched into him. I felt him smirk against my neck before sitting up. “Not even you can stop me, Kurosaki-kun.” Oh geez. Stop saying my name with that voice. I shuddered and glared up at him defiantly. He stared down at me smugly.

           “You are quite sensitive, Kurosaki-kun.” He gave an appreciative chuckle. Heat spread across my face in shameful embarrassment.

           “F-fuck you!” Bastard! I-I’m totally not sensitive! Not at all!

            A dark look entered his eyes as he looked down at me and a shiver of fear shot down my spine. “Careful now, Kurosaki-kun. I’ve been very tolerant of your blatant disrespect so far. However, if you continue, I will be forced to punish you. And I can promise you it will not be pleasant.” A smirk that promised dark and unpleasant things appeared on his face. “At least not for you.”

           I swallowed nervously and looked away from his intense gaze. Man, this guy was kinda intimidating. “A-Alright already. You’ve proved your point. Now could you get off of me?” I abandoned my defiance for more pressing issues. Like the fact that he was now an infuriating, aroused, sophisticated bastard who was still straddling me.

          The violence in his eyes was quickly replaced by amusement. “Hmm~? Is something bothering you, Kurosaki-kun?” he said teasingly. His thumb traced delicate paths along the edge of my pants, the nail creating tingling sensations in its wake.

          “N-no. You’re just heav-ah! Heavy. S-so get o-off.” I stuttered in an embarrassing flustered way. He chuckled, but did as I asked and sat on the edge of the bed. Once I was released I scrambled to the far side of the bed, the farthest the chain would allow me to go. In my opinion, it wasn’t far enough. Geez, his mood changes were scary

            He studied me with an amused smirk. “Do you always do such amusing things, Kurosaki-kun? Tell me, do you honestly think that miniscule amount of space you created between us could somehow prevent me from reaching you if I so desired?”

            I felt my face redden and looked away with a huff. Jerk. Making fun of me.

            A chuckle had me take a curious glance at the brunette. “Now don’t pout, Kurosaki-kun. It was an honest question.”

           “I-I’m not pouting!” I turned away indignantly and muttered how he was a rich, sophisticated jerk under my breath.

             “Very well.” I could practically hear the condescending smirk in his voice. “Moving on to more pressing matters, there is a reason I stopped by this room, which is temporarily yours, by the way.” I glared at him from the safety of my side of the bed. “I came here to give you a choice.” A choice? At what?

             “I will explain. I am a man who has some sense of honor and pride. Therefore, I would never stoop so low as force myself upon another. Especially when I can easily take the willing.” I scoffed at him.

              “Oh, Really. So what do you call straddling me and holding me so I couldn’t escape? Not to mention the collar.” Sarcasm was dripping from my voice. Or the whole, I don’t know, buying part. Not forceful at all huh?

               He narrowed his eyes at me. “I call it teaching you a lesson. I did let you go, if you recall. Now, no more interruptions.” I waved him on. Fine, fine. Whatever. You can phrase it anyway you want bastard.

             “Because of this, I will give you a choice. Either you choose to willingly sleep with me or you choose to be given to my subordinates, who honestly don’t care whether you are willing or not. The choice is yours, Kurosaki-kun.”

              “What kinda choice is that!?” I snapped at him, furious. What the hell!? “That’s bullshit!”

              “It is the only choice available. I will give you three days to choose. If you do not tell me your choice within the time limit I will assume you chose to be given to my men. So, I suggest you are punctual.” He got up and walked towards the door, ignoring the waves of pure hatred I was sending at him. He turned the doorknob and glanced at me over his shoulder.

             “Oh. And Kurosaki-kun? One last thing. Taking into account that you are a virgin, I would be considerately gentle. Whereas, they would not. I hope you keep that in mind.” With that comment I blushed and his smug ass left the room. I heard a distinct click near the door. Geez. It’s not like you have to lock it. I can’t even get to the fucking door. I gave the chain a distasteful look and laid back on the bed in thought. How the hell did I get into this mess? Stupid Aizen. And who the fuck told him I was a virgin!? Geez, was it written on my forehead!? Who the hell is he anyways!? I don’t even know his first name. But his last name sounds weirdly familiar. Hmmm. It felt like I should know this. Where have I heard it? I chewed on my lip in thought. Where?
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