Bleach Togainu no Chi Style | By : SunkistGumdrop Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 4847 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Chapter Five: Keigo Runs Away
Ichigo was struggling at this point getting back to the hotel. His arm was injured pretty badly. He froze up when he heard some on the other side of the alley mumbling. He quickly hid behind an old building, listened carefully, and stood quiet. When the orange haired male went to take a step back, he accidentally stepped on a pole which made a sound that echoed in the empty alley. It caught the attention of what apparently is the executioners. Both Nnoitra and Yammy decided to go check out who else was in that alley.
"Here petto, petto, petto." Sang out Nnoitra with a dark smirk. "Where are you?"
Yammy just rolled his eyes and kept on walking as he looked around for anyone out there. Nnoitra kept calling out 'petto' as he kept looking around. A hand covered Ichigo's mouth which alerted the boy. But before he could pull out his knife to fight off the intruder, Urahara showed his face making a 'shhh' motion. The orange haired male nodded his head lightly and hid inside the building. He sat down on the cold ground and waited quietly for the two executioners to leave. Luckily, Urahara stood guard at the door.
Nnoitra stopped when spotting the blond man. "Tch. I was wrong. Its just a shady character."
"Seems so." Urahara said with a grin on his face. "Now since you both don't have any business here. You may move along now."
"You saying that makes ya a suspicious character." Yammy said, glaring dangerously at the blondd male. "And suspicious people like ya make me want ta kill 'em."
"Wouldn't you rather kill someone who's running away than an old man like me?" Asked Urahara with a sheepish grin on his face.
"I guess yer right 'bout that." Yammy agreed, rolling his eyes a bit.
Nnoitra continued to snoop around a bit, trying to find whatever or whoever was hiding about. "Here petto.."
Yammy bluntly smacked the back of Nnoitra's head, snapping him out of it. "Lets go. And carry this dead body while yer at it too."
"Tch. Again?!" Griped Nnoitra, sounding rather annoyed. Carrying yet another dead body. Even though its supposedly Yammy's turn to.
Both executioners continued on their way, dragging a dead body along with them. As soon as they disappeared into the night, Urahara turned around to quickly check on Ichigo. The orange haired male stood up slowly, still holding his injured arm. The two of them then proceeded to head back to the hotel where Keigo was probably waiting for them. It was a short quiet walk and there was not much to talk about. From one block away, Ichigo could see both Keigo and Hanatarou waiting for him at the entrance of the hotel. Both the brunet and the smaller male ran over to the orange haired male.
"You were with him, old man?" Asked Hanatarou, head slightly tilting to the side.
"Actually, I just met up with him a few minutes ago." Urahara skillfully lied, shoving his hands into his pockets.
Keigo ran over to Ichigo's side and spotted his injured arm. "You got hurt.."
A shrug came from the orange haired male. "It doesn't hurt."
"An injury like that is nothing to fuss over, Keigo." Urahara said with nod. "He'll be fine."
They all then entered inside the hotel quietly. Ichigo and Urahara went to go sit down at the lobby table. Keigo and Hanatarou went over to the trade in to purchase a medical kit. It appeared the brunet did not have enough tags to get the kit. However, luckily for Hanatarou, he had more than enough to purchase a medical kit. Keigo brought over the kit to the table where Urahara and Ichigo sat. Hanatarou made his way over as well and sat beside the brunet. Urahara went to work on taking care of the orange haired male's injury. It was silent for quite a bit before anyone said anything.
"You're overreacting over nothing." Ichigo said who seemed quite agitated.
"We have the medical supplies, so we might as well treat it.." Keigo timidly protested.
"Just leave me alone already." Ichigo said warningly as he looked away.
"I just can't do that..!" Keigo said, sounding upset now. "You never seem to take care of yourself. So I get concerned..!"
"Do you really understand the situation I'm in right now..?" Ichigo asked dangerously. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a tag, he gotten earlier. He held it up to the brunet's face so he could see.
"C-Congratulations." The brunet said nervously. "You really are amazing, Ichigo."
"Just stop it already!" The orange haired male said angrily.
"I-I'm sorry.." Apologized Keigo nervously.
"If you have something to say then say it already." He said now getting more impatient and more annoyed.
"I'm just glad that you're back safe and unharmed is all.." He said getting all the more nervous. He was trying so hard not to upset his childhood friend. But failing miserably at it. "A-And if we didn't have tags, we wouldn't be able to go home together. And the fact we won't be able to live together anymore. But you were able to get a tag unlike me.. So I..."
Ichigo cut off him, getting all the more agitated by this. "Don't tell me that you don't know how you're suppose to get these tags..." He then sighed heavily, glaring dangerously at the brunet. "Don't you want to ask me how I exactly came back with this tag?"
"Well, um, I'm just relieved as long as you came back alive." Keigo answered back, looking down at his sneakers.
"You want to ask, don't you?!" Ichigo demanded angrily. "Whether I killed my opponent or not?!" He sighed once more, his hand clenched into a tight fist that held the tag. "You do know the life of a damned worthless murderer is different, right?! Stop trying to ignore that fact and laugh like that!"
The brunet sighed and was getting a bit frustrated as well and tried to keep calm. "That's not what I intended...!" His hands were clenched in loose fists and trembling at the moment. "I just thought that it was what you wanted, so I just..."
Again the orange haired male cut in again. "It has nothing to do with whether I wanted this or not! What's the deal with you?!" There was a long pause before he continued on. His other hand rested on his knee. "You've always been like this for the longest time. You haven't changed one bit! You don't understand anything!" By now Urahara was all done wrapping Ichigo's arm with the bandage roll. And also it was the last straw too. He stood up and slammed his fist down on the table angrily. "Did you actually come here thinking that killing someone might actually be fun or something? Are you actually thinking that I'd feel better if you made light of this situation?!"
Keigo refused to look at Ichigo in the eyes as he trembled from his friend's shouting. "I-I'm so sorry!"
The orange haired male just glared angrily at the other. "Just cut the shit already!" He then turned away, not wanting to look at the other. "I feel nothing but irritation when I look at you now."
At this point it looked like the brunet was about to cry. "I-I'm sorry!" His cracked as he apologized. He gave the other an apologetic bow. "I'm really sorry..." He then turned around and took off and ran out of the hotel.
"Wait! Keigo!" Hanatarou called out to him as he got up from his seat.
A now frustrated and upset Ichigo sat back down on the bench with a heavy sigh. Urahara continued to put away the medical supplies in the kit. A sigh too came from Hanatarou, he was a bit worried for Keigo now. Now that he was out there alone in the streets. Something could happen to him, since he's known not to be a good fighter. Unlike Ichigo and himself. The smaller male hoped the brunet would come back after a few minutes. It seemed like both the orange haired male and the other needed a few minutes to themselves. Especially Ichigo.
TBC. . . . .
(Author's note: Sorry if this chapter is short. I'll try my best to make the rest of the chapters longer for this story.)
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