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To Protect	By : ToRtUrE Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-To Protect
- 2-Decent
- 3-What it takes
- 4-....
- 5-Guest
- 6-Filler
- 4
- 5
- 6
::Holds head:: WHAT OWNER LETS THEIR DOG BARK FOR OVER AN HOUR IN THE F-ING CITY ?... WAIT WHAT NORMAL DOG CAN BARK FOR OVER A HOUR SOLID? (note has been up since six, to bed at almost two, been trying to sleep unsuccessful with the constant barking for hour and one minute, don�t have to be up till 9)
Tnx fer the reviews, but peoples, more plz. :-) But, if I don�t get more reviews, I will update 1ce every 2 wks. :-)
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Physical therapy, simply put, was torture, but with benefits. Once a day they would travel to Ishida hospital were Renji would force his body to move until it screamed. The pain was great, it meant that after all this time he finally had feeling in his legs. However after awhile, going back to the basics of walking got old. The Shinigami expected his movement to return suddenly overnight. Waiting day by day for improvement while Richiki took up his duty patrolling for hallows .

Man Renji wanted a good fight.

"Yo Ichigo, where are we going?" Renji asked as he placed his hands on his wheels to stop them. They were not headed back to the house but a different way.

"If you don't let go, I will break your wrists." Ichigo growled back.

"Break my wrists, violent now are we?"

"I'm the fucking cripple here!" Ichigo snapped back. "I have to drag your ass around, so we go were I say we go. Either that or I will leave you here."

Having suffered a sharp blow to the ego, Renji let go, "Fine, be an ass, I don't care."

"Hmph, idiot."

"Takes one to know one," Renji replied in a childish sing song voice.

Less then happily the red head resigned himself to being pushed. Crossing his arms the older man glared up at the sky. In the distance he noticed grey clouds billowing towards them on the horizon. Another summer storm was making its approach. The soul society rarely got storms, and if they did they were usually followed by something bad coming. Yet, here in the human world, storms meant little, as a matter of fact they were comforting in a sense.

Halfway into their journey Renji began to recognize were they were. Needing answers to what had happened, Ichigo was heading back to the place where they were assaulted. Renji glowered as they made their way down the scarcely walked path. What was left here? Painful memories of watching Ichigo get beat, and for what, him? Maybe he had missed something big when he lost consciousness. Heavily, the Shinigami sighed, letting the other teen know he was unpleased.

"Why are we going back there?"

"Is Abarai Renji a mighty Shinigami afraid of getting a little wet." Ichigo asked, a bit more coldly then usual.

"Fuck off!"

A grin flicked across the orange haired teen�s lips before he walked off. Rain began to splatter down ad Renji bowed his head with a frown. Fuck him, fuck this shit, fuck everything. Letting out another sigh, frustrated this time, the red haired teen did the only thing he could; wait. Oh, and get wet.

The grass, though it had grown in the last week, still held distorted paint marks laid down by the police. Evidence obviously against him, it was a wonder why they didn't charge him by the number of white spots. Looking up at the bridge wall one could still see the dark crimson stains of blood. Even spots on the ground where the water hadn't run through were crimson stained. Horrified Ichigo stumbled back; even the rain that fell smelt like fresh blood to him.

Laughter and screams suddenly echoed in his mind. An image of a young bully flashed into his mind just before blood spurted from his throat. 'I hadn't meant to hit his jugular' rippled through his mind. Grabbing his head Ichigo tried to suppress the images of the night. Before he wanted to know, but now he didn't. He couldn't have done these atrocities to humans. He laughed as he fell dead, Ichigo laughed as the young bully fell dead. Then quickly he took another and punched him in the face till it was nothing but blood.

No, no this wasn't him.

"Scream for me I can feel you want to." Sakura said seductively as he dug point tipped nails into Ichigo's side.

"No, no, no, please don't!" It was his own panic in its purest form.

Sakura buried himself all the way in till his nuts shoved against his victim�s screaming backside. "I already did."

That was him... Then who?

"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICHIGOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ichigo screamed taking a step back.

KABOOM!

Pieces of earth flew up in the air. Searing pain laced around Ichigo's leg. Closing his eyes, a scream tore from his lips as his skin burned. Ichigo had stepped on something that exploded. Stupidly Ichigo had stumbled into a trap, but of what sort? Weak, his legs surrendered underneath him. Both knees hit the ground hard, the orange haired man hunching over as he gasped for breathe.

"So busy screaming for this Hichigo, you stepped into a trap how sad." A voice said in a sweet, arsenic laced tone.

The enemy was finely built, but other wise he bore a striking resemblance to Sakura. Except the way he moved and dressed showed he was also more refined then Sakura. Slowly he sauntered over to Ichigo, running freshly manicured nails around the orange haired teen�s face. His intense black eyes studied Ichigo with an eerie calmness to them. Looking into the enemy�s eyes, Ichigo could see a smart calculating mind slowly turning the plot forward.

"I can see my face brings you some recognition. However my name is not Sakura, it is Tendoh." He finally introduced himself. "Most times I do not agree with him, but I am Yin, he is Yang. One can not interrupt the flow of twins."

"Tendoh, heh, what a weak name." Ichigo said standing up.

"Mmm, maybe after all it wasn't strong enough."

"Fuck you," Ichigo yelled lunging at Sakura's twin.

A smile lit Tendoh's face as he easily dodged Ichigo's punches. Sliding up behind the hot headed teen, Tendoh shoved Ichigo forward. Caught off balance, Ichigo stumbled a few steps before gaining his feet again. Swinging around, the orange haired boy aimed a high kick at Tendoh's head. Hands in his pockets Tendoh leaned back, just barely missing the kick. After all he was just messing with the teen. Nonchalantly Tendoh folded his hands and made a triangle with his pointer fingers.

A smaller explosion singed Ichigo's shoulder. Cringing, Ichigo held his shoulder, coldly staring at Tendoh. Another burst lit up singeing his hip. The look Tendoh gave Ichigo was of calm confidence. With his sheer presence, Tendoh backed Ichigo the rest of the way into the wall. Cursing, Ichigo hated himself for how submissive he was being. A cigarette appeared in Tendoh's hands; cupping his hand with the other he tried to light it. Ichigo counted, it took him five times to light it.

"Sakura was raised by our parents, I was raised by my grandfather at his shrine." Taking a long drag Tendoh looked at the rain. Slowly he let the smoke escape his lips. "What you keep getting burned by is my O-fuda, or other wise known as sutras."

"Y... Your a monk?"

Truly, Tendoh smiled, "Yes, I'm surprised you�re actually smart."

"Hmph, you�re far from a holy man." Ichigo's voice cracked.

"I won't argue that." Tendoh looked towards the rain. "Your little crippled friend is coming."

"Renji."

The monk took another drag of his cigarette. "That's his name."

The red headed Shinigami had sat peacefully in the rain for awhile when he heard the first explosion, then Ichigo's scream. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous that once again Ichigo was getting all the fun. Rolling his chair forward he tried to catch sight of what was going on. Then Ichigo screamed again. Shoving his chair forward Renji rolled forward on the grass for a little bit before he spilled unto the ground. Both he and the chair rolled down the hill together.

For awhile, he remained stunned rain pelting his face. Then he began partly crawling, but mostly dragging himself through the mud and the muck towards the bridge. Ichigo sat against the wall; there was someone else there. Someone, it was Sakura, it had to be Sakura. Pulling himself closer the red head noticed the same details Ichigo noticed sooner. This man was built differently. Growling Renji used his rage to pull himself closer to the bridge.

The stranger narrowed his eyes at Renji before putting beads around Ichigo's neck and something on his forehead.

It just took a few strides and Tendoh was towering over Renji, a half smoked cigarette hanging out of his mouth. Grabbing Renji by the hair he pulled him by the hair through the mud. Renji cursed loudly as he tried futilely to unravel the strange man�s hand from his hair. Roughly, Tendoh discarded the crippled red head in front of Ichigo. Silently Tendo straddled the redhead�s waist, both his feet trapping Ichigo's arms.

Renji opened his mouth to ask about Ichigo but found fingers shoved into his mouth. It was easy to silence the red head, pressing on his tongue. Tendoh fought to tear Renji's shirt. Taking a deep inhale of his cigarette Tendoh took it out of his mouth bracing it on Renji's nose. Biting his finger till it bled Tendoh began to draw designs on Renji's face with his finger. Then slowly he leaned forward in an amazing feet of flexibility.

"Don't worry, I am helping him remember what he did that night." Tendoh's breath graced Renji's ear. "You know what my brother did, right?"

The red headed Shinigami did his best to shake his head no without the cigarette burning him or Tendoh breaking his jaw.

"My brother raped him." The crippled boy under him tensed, shocked at his words. "He bent your friend over there over a cooler, and your buddy begged for him to stop. And as my brother Sakura shoved it in, he told me it was the most wonder feeling ass he ever had... I heard he screamed wonderfully before going limp as a corpse." Leaning forward he caused Renji to gag. "But you know what that bastard did to my brother? He ripped off his penis, and shoved it into his mouth... I should do that to you, let Ichigo how it feels."

Renji's blood froze in his veins. He had to get free, he had to find some way out of this. Then unexpectedly Tendoh began to laugh hysterically. Sitting up he looked down at Renji amused, taking the cigarette from the Renji's nose. This red haired boy was so amusing. So cute, and so gullible, if Tendoh was like his brother, he could really fall for a man like this.

"Just kidding, but you should have seen your face." Slowly Tendoh drew a design on Renji's chest with his bleeding finger. "I could get my revenge tonight. Or, I can play fair and let you heal, and Ichigo, you, my brother, and I fight it out."

All Renji could do was glare.

"I know what you�re thinking, agree, then not show up." Tendoh's body expressions grew depressed. "I really hate hostages, so I�d rather call it a house guest. Just the matter of who."

"Me." A brave voice.

"Me?" Tendoh looked over his shoulder at a young boy in a black kimono and hakama. "O! And who are you boy."

"Rikichi."

"And you would be my house guest not knowing what crimes my brother has committed, and what crimes I am capable of?"

"I am not afraid." On the inside Rikichi was shaking in fear, but his eyes held true. "That man lying on the ground, I wish to be like him one day."

"Despite your true age, you�re just a mere child." Tendoh laughed, "It is agreed then, if you become my house guest I will let Ichigo and Renji go. Please understand when I tell you to leave your sword behind."

Keeping his movements steady Rikichi removed his sword. Gently he laid it on the ground before standing back up with his hand raised. Sizing up his new guest Tendoh was drawn to the stuffed lion stuffed haphazardly into his white belt. Chuckling he decided to have the childish Shinigami have his way. With all said and done, Tendoh pulled his hand out of Renji's mouth. In an elegant gesture he flicked the spit off his hand, wiping the leftover saliva on Renji's torn shirt.

"Well then shall we go?"

"YO RIKICHI, don't you dare do this!" Renji screamed.

"Heh, sorry vice captain." Rikichi smiled.

"Fuck you, get off of me you bast-"

SMACK! The flat of Tendoh's hand connected with Renji's head. "Is this how you thank people? In the time we are together I shall find out what he sees in you. Now where in Karakurachou town, hm, lets see there's woods by the main cemetery, meet us there in one week."

The pressure on the red haired boy�s arms lightened up, but he didn't respond as he stared into Ichigo�s glazed over eyes. He had forgotten about the young man. What did Tendoh do to him? Wordlessly Renji moved his mouth. Finger nails scrapped the lines of Renji's face, a sudden burning pain pulled him forcibly out of eye contact. Tendoh had ever so nicely put his cigarette out on Renji's neck.

"Worry about helping him right now."

With that Tendoh walked away with Rikichi following behind.

"Till then!" Rikichi said cheerfully.

With that Rikichi and Tendoh disappeared into the rain. A well pent up scream tore from the depths of Renji's soul, right before he struck the ground bruising his fist. This day just couldn't get any worse.

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Blood, it was everywhere. A body smoldered over the fire. Two kids were dead, by his hands. His crimes had been forgotten because if his memories were true his hallow got free. Ichigo's hollow ran free and wild while he was in human form. Where was he, lost in self pity because he was so ashamed of being raped. Walking through his nightmare Ichigo stared at the face of the kid's throat he slit. The kid was just with the gang to be cool, where would he be if he got to grow up.

Beside him another bully pleaded for help, though Ichigo heard no words. Just the laughter, and the screams. How he hated Hichigo, but Ichigo was the one who let him go. Yes, these men were guilty, but Ichigo was the real monster. For this he deserved never to grow up. Never deserved to love. At the same time as the last thug, Ichigo dropped to the ground. This was where he went back in control.

//"Ichigo."// The voice called from him from outside his dreams.

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In a snap Ichigo's world was back. Strong arms wrapped around Ichigo holding him tightly. A bare skin brushed his arm and despite the heat of the summer, the skin was so cold. Out of the corner of his eye he saw familiar red hair. Renji was the one that was holding him. Looking to his left out of the bridge he noticed night was falling. Had he really been out that long? Grabbing Renji's arm he pulled it from around him.

"You�re up finally."

"Hm."

"D... Don't go so gloomy on me now, Ichigo." Renji commented forcing himself to sit up on his own. "Don't worry he's gone, Ichigo."

Ichigo rose, his lip curling. "Dammit, where did he go Renji?"

"Like I know," Renji shrugged. "But he wants to meet us in a week in the woods by the cemetery."

"..." No words, just a few steps forward in reply.

"He took Rikichi as a 'guest'." Renji paused. "Look Ichigo I've been thinking."

Ichigo began walking away.

"Yo, Ichigo where are you going?" Renji asked

"Away, I need time to think." Ichigo snapped unjustly.

"You can't just leave me here!" Renji pushed his hand through his hair. "Fuck it, I'll just say it since your being a moody, spoiled brat." Ignoring Ichigo's warning glare Renji continued. "I love you Ichigo, I fucking love you. According to Karin you love me too, that's why you haven�t banged Orohime or Rukia yet. Now you can go ahead and just fucking leave to have your time to think. I'll be right here freezing my goddamn balls off, and it does not help that I have to take a piss REALLY bad, man."

"You�re gay?" The question sent icicles down Renji's back.

"No, I'm bisexual." Renji grinned. "But for you I'd be gay."

"Just fucking great." With that Ichigo went out into the rain.

In the growing darkness, Renji lost site of the orange haired teen. Man, he felt like an idiot proclaiming his love to Ichigo like that. Putting his reputation on the line, all he got in reply was a 'just fucking great'. Pulling the shreds of his shirt together, the Shinigami tried to get warm, longing for the feel of Ichigo's warm body against his. As Renji shivered night came and the only other sound besides his chattering teeth was the rushing of the river.

**-_-**

There was no lie in his body language as Ichigo left Renji shivering under the bridge. He had planned to leave the Shinigami to his own devices. If he was lucky he could find a Hollow to slaughter. After all it was a hollow he was really pissed at. No, why take it out on a hollow, they were just lost souls that didn't know it was their own time. Pausing Ichigo looked up to see how far he wondered. He was already a good distance away, the shopping center lay just ahead. Standing at the edge of the side walk he stared at the building.

Really, Ichigo was just going to leave the Shinigami there.

**-_-**

There was no more control when it came to his shivering body. Alone Renji rested his head on his arms. Over and over again he cursed himself for telling Ichigo he loved him. How could he be that stupid? Karin hated him, blamed him for all the trouble Ichigo was getting into. Partly it was true, he was one of two people that dragged Rukia back, and in return Ichigo got caught up in the soul society. Something dropped on his shoulders. Trying to raise his head, it just drooped to the side. He was more tired and cold then he thought.

"Fuck for a Shinigami, you are ice cold."

"If you add some strawberry to it, I'd taste good." Trying to raise the mirth Renji chuckled.

Ichigo snorted, "That's so corny."

"S... Sa... Sorry."

Strong arms scooped up Renji; cuddling up against the warmth of the teen Renji let sleep take him. Yet before he drifted off to the world of sleep he mumbled an apology for what he said. With the memories that were dragged up, and Renji's pathetic declaration, Ichigo didn't know what to do. True, he had admitted to someone he loved Renji most, but it was not Karin. It was Yuzu, but then it was not surprising; there were no secrets between sisters. Hugging the body in his arms, Ichigo decided to walk all the way back to the clinic and leave the wheel chair there.

Once at the clinic a warm bath would feel so good.

//Do I tell him I love him? Could he love someone that had a monster living inside of him?// Ichigo growled. //I don't deserve this shit.//
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