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I Am The King	By : HollowedRose Category: Bleach > General Views: 9190 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5 - Decisions
Uryu kept his eyes closed for a while and tried to relax. He still couldn't believe what happened to Ichigo and if something like that happened to the Shinigami, who was to say the Hollow wouldn't attack again? He shuddered at the thought, suddenly worried about his friends back in Karakura town. As much as he wanted to leave Ichigo alone and not ask him any questions he knew he couldn't do it anymore, he had to know more about their common enemy. With that decision in mind he washed quickly, bandaged his arm, which wasn't an easy task, got dressed and went back to the room. If he didn't know any better he would've said that Ichigo was sleeping peacefully.
He really wished the room had two beds but it didn't, so he had no choice but to sit on the chair once again, but not before glaring at it with animosity for at least a minute. The stupid chair, as he decided to call it, was not even comfortable and his back hurt because of it. Ichigo's bed on the other hand looked very comfortable and inviting. It was a double bed, so there was enough room for two people to sleep in it, but no, thought Uryu and shook his head, he could not do that to Ichigo, there was no way Ichigo would want someone sleeping next to him after what happened to him. He didn't like the idea either but he was only human, so it was natural he craved for sleep in a comfortable bed when he was so tired.
He was decided to wait for Ichigo to wake up but instead he fell asleep and it was like that how Ichigo found him when he woke up a few hours later. It was still raining outside, and Ichigo found it ironic because it suited his mood. He couldn’t have stand seeing a sunny day when he was feeling so miserable. He had no idea how much he'd been asleep but he didn't really care at that moment, as he was too busy staring at Uryu's sleeping form. It was the first time Ichigo saw his friend sleeping and it was somewhat fascinating, especially since he wasn't used to seeing a vulnerable side of Ishida. He had a pained expression on his face, probably because of the uncomfortable position in which he was sleeping and seeing that made Ichigo feel a bit bad. However, it was Ishida's decision to help him when Ichigo wanted nothing more than to die so he deserved it for being so nosy.
Then something hit him... it was quiet, way too quiet. He couldn't understand why his Hollow hadn't said anything since then. He was like a nightmare, mocking him and threatening him to take over all the time, yet since... that happened, it was as though the Hollow didn't even exist anymore. He wondered if perhaps the collar did something to him. He wasn't sure if he should be worried or if he should be happy about the constant buzzing in his head finally stopping.
He saw his Hollow as a constant threat, it was what scared him the most back then, even more than Aizen himself but life had a twisted way of messing with people, and so it happened that Grimmjow became his worst nightmare. Actually, Grimmjow scared him so much he wasn't even sure if he could ever leave the safety of the room again, which didn't really make sense since he wasn't safe anywhere. He couldn’t even imagine how he could ever beat Grimmjow in a fight, He used to have confidence that he could win even when he fought someone stronger, but that was before. The promise of a repeated incident didn't help either, and it only made Ichigo fear the Espada even more. He couldn't understand what made the guy rape him. He didn't think he was that beautiful and he didn't have a small body similar to that of a woman either. He was just a regular guy, well, as regular as someone with orange hair can be. The point was that he couldn't understand what caused the reaction, unless the Espada was into guys to begin with. Just his... luck...
So back to Ishida, how did the Quincy find him anyway? He was sure that no one would be able to find him since he was so far away from Karakura. What happened in the park was still unclear in his mind, he was far too injured and in too much pain at that time but he could've sworn he saw Grimmjow, which was impossible, so maybe he was hallucinating. Either way, did Ishida even take his zanpakuto? For a moment he panicked, thinking Ishida forgot it there but when he looked around the room he saw it on the wall next to the door. He felt relieved to have his zanpakuto, even if only a few hours before it was used against him.
He looked at his hands and cringed seeing the bandages were starting to turn red, same as the others that were on his chest and it worried him because he couldn't change them himself, which meant Ishida would have to do it. Even thinking about it made him uncomfortable. It wasn't because he was scared of Ishida or because he was disgusted by his touch, but the problem was how someone touching his body reminded him of the Espada. It was all too recent in his mind, it was as if he could almost feel those rough hands touching him, grabbing him and causing him pain.
"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of the bandages," said Uryu.
"When did you wake up?"
How typical of Ishida to be awake but pretend to be asleep, thought Ichigo.
"A few minutes ago, probably when you woke up, but my eyes hurt so I kept them closed for a while longer."
Although it wasn't his intention to fall asleep he was glad that he did. He got up and moved towards the bed but stopped in front of it.
"Kurosaki, to be perfectly honest my back hurts so much that I can hardly move. Do you mind if I sit down? And don't worry, I'll sit in the corner," said Uryu and Ichigo could almost hear the pleading tone in his voice.
"Fine! Do whatever you want, I don't care!" snapped Ichigo. "Don't you have your own room or something?"
"I don't, I only had enough money for one room. As a matter of fact, we need more money since I'm out and the only way to get more is to go back home, so I'm not sure what to do. I guess I'm going to have to drive back home tonight."
Ichigo didn't like the idea of being left alone, but he couldn't ask him not to go. He was really turning into an absolute coward.
"There's another thing we need to talk about," continued Uryu trying to find a comfortable position in a very small corner of the bed. "Tell me what happened."
At that question Ichigo paled, because until then he kept hoping Ishida would never ask him about it and especially not so soon. He was almost feeling sick but Uryu was quick in noticing.
"I mean... tell me about the fight, what are his skills, how strong is he or if he has any special powers," he quickly added before the Shinigami ended up fainting.
There was silence for a while, Ichigo trying to find the courage to talk about the fight and Uryu patiently waiting for him to be ready. After a while, Ichigo concluded that Ishida was right, information was crucial in defeating an enemy, so he gathered his courage and started with the beginning.
"I remember I was surprised and at the same time proud when Rukia easily killed one of the Arrancars, I never knew she could be so strong... but my enthusiasm was short lived when another one appeared. I knew he was on a whole different level than the first one the moment I felt his reiatsu. When he asked who was the strongest amongst us, Rukia told me to run, but before I could even move a finger he got to her and punched a hole though her stomach with his bare hand."
"What happened to Kukichi-san?!" asked Uryu almost jumping from the bed.
"I hope Inoue saved her..." answered Ichigo, his head hung low, and his shoulders sagged, like a great weight was pulling him down.
"I'm sure she's alright, we both know Inoue can heal almost anything so don't worry about it. Now please continue," said Uryu after trying to find his place on the bed again. He was worried about Rukia too but there was no point in showing it to Ichigo since it would only make him feel worse.
"I was angry, no, I was furious, I wanted to hurt him badly, but I was powerless. He demanded I used my Bankai, but what good did that do...? To make it short, he was simply too strong. The Getsuga Tenshou I shot only scrapped his skin... and made things worse."
"What do you mean?" inquired a very curious Uryu.
"My Hollow... he was trying to take over, he's been haunting me ever since I got back from Soul Society. Can I stop now?" suddenly asked Ichigo.
"No, tell me what happened to your hands," insisted Uryu.
"He tried to kill me with a Cero but failed. And... you know me, I was trying to be a smartass," said Ichigo chuckling darkly, the sounds making Uryu's skin crawl, "and that annoyed him. The wounds are from both my zanpakuto and his, he ran them both through my hands and into the ground."
Uryu clenched his fists, finding everything the Hollow did to be extremely cruel. He was waiting for the Shinigami to continue but there was only silence.
"And then?" asked Uryu after a while once he couldn't stand waiting any longer.
"You wanted to know about the fight and I just told you."
"Ok I understand, but how does he look like?" continued Uryu.
"Blue hair and eyes, white hakama, and a remnant of his Hollow mask on the right side of his jaw. His number is 6. That's all, so please stop asking me questions," finished Ichigo. He was hoping Ishida would understand how difficult it was for him to answer and also hoped he wouldn't question him any further.
Both were silent and with that Ichigo assumed he was safe, but he was proven wrong once Ishida began speaking again.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Ichigo looked at him like he grew a second head. Was Ishida so dumb as to not know there was no way in hell he would want to talk about it? How could he ever tell him how he begged, screamed and cried while Grimmjow kept plunging his dick into his ass over and over again, or how it was to feel that disgusting tongue on his jaw or those merciless hands in his hair and all over his body. No, he definitely did not want to talk about it.
"No," finally answered Ichigo, doing his best not to get up and beat Uryu to death for being so inconsiderate.
"Aren't you curious as to why he raped you?" continued Uryu after seeing the angry look on the Shinigami's face. At that point he wasn't sure anymore why he was being such a bastard but maybe waiting was not the best solution after all. An angry and ready to kick ass Ichigo was a good Ichigo, a frightened Ichigo just wasn't Ichigo.
"What... did you just say?" asked Ichigo not sure he heard right. There was no way Ishida could be suck an asshole, was there?
"I said, don't you want to know why he raped you?" asked Uryu again emphasizing on the word rape.
Ichigo was clenching his teeth and hands so hard that he feared his teeth would break and his hands would start bleeding again, but he couldn't stop himself from doing so.
"Do NOT say THAT word ever again!" yelled Ichigo. He was one step closer to jumping at Ishida and punching him into unconsciousness, pain be damned, since at that point he simply stopped caring about the consequences of his actions.
"But it's true..." continued Ishida. He knew very well he was walking on very thin ice which could crack at any given moment but he was decided to keep going. "You're feeling weak, scared, pathetic. You think that you are less of a man now and that thought scares you more than anything in the world. Am I right?"
The last thing Ishida said was the drop that filled the glass. The Shinigami went straight towards the Quincy's neck but before his hands could reach their target Uryu was up on his feet and on the other side of the room. The guy was fast, thought Ichigo, but there was no reason to worry, Ishida had it coming for being such a fucking asshole and he was going to make sure he delivered. He jumped out of the bed, almost fainting from the pain once he was on his own two feet but he kept going. His mission: kill Ishida, his target: the zanpakuto, the perfect tool to make his head fly across the room after decapitating him in one swift move.
He rushed to his zanpakuto and got it. Even Ishida was surprised at his speed since he was sure the Shinigami couldn't even take a step out of bed by himself. At that point the madness in Ichigo's eyes told him to run, and he could see his eyes very well, the Shinigami had not problem in making eye contact anymore. If Ichigo still had so much spunk in him how the hell did he lose so miserably to that Hollow? Or Arrancar, whatever, they were all Hollows in his opinion.
Ichigo raised the zanpakuto to cut Ishida who was on the other side of the table. The table fell to the ground, cut in two but Uryu managed to escape by ducking and then jumping to the side. The worst part of it all was that he had somehow ended up in the corner, which made it very dangerous, the odds of him getting hurt increasing with each passing moment.
"Ok Kurosaki, you've made your point, you're not weak so please stop now. I'm sorry," said Uryu. He could try and fight Ichigo but he didn't want to hurt him.
On the other side, Ichigo couldn't hear any longer, he was livid and all he wanted to do was to hurt the person before him, to prove to him that he was stronger, while Uryu wanted nothing more than to calm him down.
"I said I'm sorry!" yelled Uryu and ducked another swing that was about to chop off his head. Luckily, that gave him enough time to run since the zanpakuto hit the wall and Ichigo couldn't pull it out. He noticed that all the movement was very bad for Ichigo's wounds, his hands were bleeding through the bandages and he could see him struggling to breath.
He was surprised when Ichigo simply let go of the zanpakuto and rushed towards him. He was so surprised that he didn't even have time to avoid the punch heading straight for his face. The punch was so powerful that his glasses flew and he fell on his ass, which was really painful. Ichigo didn't stop and instead punched him over and over again after jumping on him. Uryu's mind was screaming at him to fight back but somehow he felt that he deserved every punch he received, that and his arms were under Ichigo's legs which made it impossible for him to move them. In the end it was probably the second reason, concluded Uryu. It seemed that the more Ichigo hit him the more his anger subsided until there was nothing left besides a very defeated Ichigo on top of him. In his mind Ichigo thought that hurting someone else would make him feel less weak, but he was wrong. A small tear fell from his right eye onto Uryu's bloodied face and at that moment Ichigo stopped hitting him. He pushed himself off and fell on his side onto the floor. He was so cold, freezing, but soon he felt warmth as Uryu took him in his arms.
Ichigo shuddered at the contact, the memories threatening to flood his mind once again, but Uryu whispered into his ear how sorry he was over and over again until Ichigo couldn't keep the grief he felt on the inside any longer. He then sobbed for a long time while being held tightly to Ishida's chest.
They stayed like that for a while, Ichigo feeling comfortable and safe and Uryu glad he had managed to get a small part of the old Ichigo back. He hated what an inconsiderate bastard he was about to be once again but he had to know everything, no, he wanted to know everything.
"I'm sorry for what I said, I wanted to see you angry, I wanted to see you fight and not cower in front of anyone, especially not me. And I didn't lie when I said I knew why he did it," said Uryu managing to catch Ichigo's attention who raised his head and looked into his eyes. "Before I tell you I need to know something which doesn't make sense to me. You almost killed me even though you are so badly injured, and I'm sure you only stopped because I was your friend, so how come you weren't even able to escape that Espada?"
"His name is Grimmjow," said Ichigo not taking his eyes away from his friend's. "After he impaled my hands into the ground he put a collar around my neck that suppresses reiatsu."
At that revelation Uryu's eyes widened, as he absolutely did not expect that, but it all made perfect sense.
"So he fought dirty... and that's why your reiatsu disappeared..." said Uryu.
"I tried to release my Hollow but it was too late," added Ichigo. He was silent for a few moments, contemplating if he should let it all out or not. He remembered he once heard someone say that a burden weights less when being shared, so he took the chance, deciding to finally say it and get it over with. "After that he pulled down my hakama and r-raped me while I was begging him to stop, screaming from the pain and crying because of the humiliation. After he was done he said I was a very good fuck," said Ichigo chuckling.
Uryu shuddered, the chuckle so disturbing that it sent chills down his spine. If Ichigo was in denial before, then he was sure he got passed that stage and he was now somehow detaching himself from his ordeal. Just hearing the short version of what happened made him feel sick, and he vowed again to make Grimmjow suffer a very slow and painful death. It wasn't only about Ichigo anymore, it was about Hollows and their disgusting existence too, those wretched beings ruined lives every single day and his resolution to get back his powers and kill all of them only grew stronger. Leaving the Espada aside, Uryu was glad Ichigo decided to talk about what happened, it was a good sign.
"I'm sorry for what I said earlier," said Uryu not too long after Ichigo stopped talking.
"Forget it. If there's someone here who has to apologize that’d be me. I'm sorry for messing up your face."
They looked at each other's faces and then they both started laughing, Uryu because his little stunt cost him more than he imagined and because he knew he'd look ridiculous for a while and Ichigo because Ishida looked really funny with his nose and mouth bleeding, split lip and a purple eye. Funny in a sick way that is.
"So what did you say to annoy him like that?" continued Uryu after they managed to stop laughing.
"That I'd win," answered Ichigo and began laughing again.
Such a fake laugh, noted Ishida. Ichigo was laughing to not cry, and it was working, apparently.
"I see... then my suspicions were right," said Uryu and Ichigo went back to looking into his eyes.
"It was about power, he wanted to show you he was the one in control, that he could easily dominate you and the rape was a way of showing you your place. In his mind, your place was beneath him."
Ichigo was simply surprised, he did not think about it that way. It made sense though... Ichigo himself was smart, or at least he thought he was, but Ishida, he was a genius, he had such an amazing capacity to reach a correct conclusion after analyzing the facts that Ichigo found himself to be somewhat jealous of his friend's brilliant mind. It wasn't just about him figuring this out, there were other things that Ichigo noticed, when Ishida did some amazing things that no one ever expected him to do by simply putting his brain to work. Well, sometimes he was dumb too, but it happens even to the best of people. He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Uryu who continued.
"So stop thinking lowly of yourself, because you are not a lesser man. My question now is, can you find the courage in you to confront him again and make him pay for what he did to you or are you going to be scared for the rest of your life and live in shame? Kill him and you will regain your honor. I promise I will do everything in my power to help you."
"Death is too easy for him," said Ichigo and cuddled further into Uryu's arms. It was awkward, but there was no reason to not enjoy the pleasant feeling for a while longer.
"I never said it was going to be a quick and easy death," said Uryu, a devious smirk appearing on his bloodied face.
Ichigo raised his head to look at him. He never thought Uryu could ever look so menacing, but he did and Ichigo relished the view before him, because it was another side of the Quincy that no one else would probably ever get to see.
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