Beauty and the Beast
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
5,774
Reviews:
53
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I don't own Bleach, or make an profit off of writing this story.
Chapter 10
Beta’d by d3m0nang3l1106- thanks!!!
Beauty and the Beast: Chapter 10
At Ichigo’s house, Ichigo was still sulking inside the cellar, thus far unable to escape. Just outside, Yachiru was blowing hot air on the coals inside the wood-cutting invention. “Yes! Here we go!” She yelled happily and pulled on a lever that got it moving forward and toward the cellar door.
Luckily, Isshin, for all his idiocy, spotted the sharp, chopping object coming at them with great speed. “Watch out, my beautiful son!” He shrieked and pulled Ichigo out of the way just as the ax broke through the cellar door and collapsed into it.
Yachiru, unknowingly almost hacking Ichigo and Isshin to bits in a way that would make the Texas Chainsaw Massacre look fluffy in comparison, smiled at them from amidst the rubble. “You guys gotta try this!”
Ichigo made a mental note to speak to Kenpachi about the way he raised Yachiru and to give Yachiru a long lecture about running with sharp objects.
At the castle, the furniture and other various items were doing a surprisingly good job of staving off the attackers. One man was forced into an outfit that would make him have therapy for the rest of his life. Another suffered from third degree burns via hot tea. We probably shouldn’t mention what happened to the poor soul was jabbed in the ass with knives by Yumichika, who was promptly kissed by Ikkaku, as much as a candlestick and a clock could anyways.
Grimmjow had gone into the castle, searching for the Beast who had dared to take his adorable Ichigo away from him. Raising his crossbow, he kicked open the door leading to the West Wing, smirking as he set his eyes on Kenpachi. Kenpachi blinked as an arrow came shooting towards him and bounced off as it hit his hard skin.
Frowning in confusion, Grimmjow thought over his actions to see if he did anything wrong. “Wasn’t it supposed to hit you in the back and then you would roar dramatically?”
“Why the hell would it do that? Something that weak isn’t even going to give me a scratch.” Kenpachi stared at Grimmjow like he was an idiot.
“But that’s the way it’s supposed to happen…” Grimmjow scratched his head, trying to think before just drawing his sword. “It’s cooler this way anyways; I don’t know why I would use a fucking bow and arrow. I prefer the blood splashing my face when I kill you.”
“Why would I want to fight a weakling like you?” Kenpachi said in a bored tone, scratching his head and wondering to himself whether it would seem like he was desperate if he went to go visit Ichigo.
“Heh, don’t want to fight? Guess that means Ichigo’s ass is all mine.” Grimmjow said, now wondering as well whether it would seem like he was desperate if he also went to go visit Ichigo.
Of course Kenpachi couldn’t let Grimmjow live now that he knew he was a rival for Ichigo’s love. So he drew his sharp, pointy sword and ran towards Grimmjow with it, not knowing that his affinity for teaching Yachiru such things as running with sharp objects led to Ichigo being able to escape.
Grimmjow parried the blow, ramming Kenpachi hard in the stomach and sending him crashing through the glass and out onto a large area of roof. Kenpachi rolled to his feet as Grimmjow did the same a few feet away. Grimmjow snarled and was about to move forward when he caught sight of one of the statues. “What the fuck?” It almost looked like a shapeless blob with rabbit ears. Looking at the engraving at the bottom, he saw the artist’s name was ‘Rukia’ and the statue was titled ‘Chappy.’ The other statues were similarly done, though somebody named ‘Byakuya’ also did a few.
Shaking his head to clear the disturbing images, Grimmjow faced Kenpachi again. “I’m not going to let you win! Strawberry is going to be my bride!”
“As if weakling like you could handle him!” Their swords crashed against each other causing a horrible squealing sound to fill the air.
“Kenpachi, Grimmjow, what the fuck are you guys doing?” Looking down, they both saw Ichigo glaring up at them at them from the bottom of the castle, riding Zangetsu with the old coot beside him.
Grimmjow let out a cruel laugh. “Are you in love with him, beast? Do you honestly think he would want you when he could have someone like me?”
Growling, Kenpachi slashed his sword downward but it was caught by Grimmjow’s sword. He continued to press his weight downward, the tip of his blade nearing Grimmjow’s eye as the blue haired man gritted his teeth and fought against it. “It’s over Beast, Ichigo is mine!”
Kenpachi raised his sword again, but was distracted by Ichigo frantically calling his name. As his head was turned, Grimmjow took the opportunity to stab Kenpachi in the back. Kenpachi let out a loud roar of pain and jerked backward, consequently knocking Grimmjow off the building and allowing him to plummet to his death. Ichigo rushed forward, tugging Kenpachi forward before he could fall himself.
The Beast fell down on one knee, panting as blood flowed from his wound. Ichigo clutched him close, eyes wide with fear as he saw the fatal wound.
“Oh my god, you killed Kenny!” Yachiru shrieked from her place on the balcony.
“You bastard!” Ikkaku yelled.
Somewhere in the Naruto universe, Sasuke sneezed.
“You came back.” Kenpachi lifted his hand and brushed Ichigo’s hair back, noticing that it was slightly wet from the rain.
“Of course I came back; I couldn’t let you have all the fun.” Ichigo tried to laugh but it came out as more of a sob.
“At least…I got to see you…one last time…” The hand in Ichigo’s hair dropped and Kenpachi’s body went limp, his eyes rolling back into his head.
“No…No! You bastard, you can’t die like this!” Ichigo slammed his fists into Kenpachi’s chest, screaming as tears ran down his face. “Don’t fucking leave me, I love you…”
In the West Wing, the last inch of rust crept over the blade.
As Ichigo sobbed into Kenpachi’s chest and the forlorn objects looked on, a beam of light shot down with happy “chirpy music” accompanied it. Ichigo straightened, his ‘happy birds-singing’ senses tingling. Another beam fell, and another. Ichigo gasped in shock as Kenpachi’s body was lifted into the air and a bright light overtook him.
Kenpachi’s black hair, which was always in severe spikes, slipped out of the bells and fell down silkily. His body shrank and the ears and tail vanished. His eye patch seemed to dissolve into thin air and his face grew younger, though the scar down his eye remained. His body dropped back down, his clothes considerably looser and ripped.
Ichigo stared and moved a hand to touch him, but stopped as Kenpachi shifted and started to his feet.
“Ichigo, it’s me!” He said, thought his voice wasn’t as deep or as loud as before. Ichigo continued to gape, and then stepped forward hesitantly, pushing back a silky strand of black hair to peer into his eyes.
Pulling his hand away with a smile, Ichigo balled it into a fist and hit Kenpachi square in the jaw. Kenpachi grunted and stared at the fuming Strawberry who was now glaring at him.
“What the fuck, you idiot!? I thought you were fucking dead!”
“Ugh, well aren’t you happy I’m alive then?”
“That’s not the point!” Ichigo stomped his foot childishly. “You-”
He was cut off rather rudely by Kenpachi sealing his mouth with his own, yanking the smaller body closer to his; licking and sucking greedily, as though trying to eat Ichigo’s very soul.
Behind them, fireworks explode and the castle suddenly transformed. Whereas before, it was dark and gloomy, now it was dark and gloomy with lots of weapons everywhere. And blood stains. Yachiru’s room had the most.
Inside, Kenpachi was delighted to see the objects turning back to their former selves. Well, he kind of grunted in acknowledgement, too busy groping Ichigo’s ass to pay it much attention. Ikkaku yanked Yumichika into a deep kiss before Yumichika yanked away from him to run to a mirror, sighing as he saw his beautiful form once more. Yachiru, the pink haired menace, took the opportunity to sink her renewed teeth into Ikkaku’s renewed bald head. Unohana was waiting by the side to heal the injuries that she knew were going to occur.
Komamura was still a dog, just no longer a foot stool.
LINE
Don’t worry, lemon in the next chapter!!!
So I am doing an ‘alternate ending’ to this story where Grimmjow gets Ichigo instead of Kenpachi, check that out if you’re interested, I already put it up.
Beauty and the Beast: Chapter 10
At Ichigo’s house, Ichigo was still sulking inside the cellar, thus far unable to escape. Just outside, Yachiru was blowing hot air on the coals inside the wood-cutting invention. “Yes! Here we go!” She yelled happily and pulled on a lever that got it moving forward and toward the cellar door.
Luckily, Isshin, for all his idiocy, spotted the sharp, chopping object coming at them with great speed. “Watch out, my beautiful son!” He shrieked and pulled Ichigo out of the way just as the ax broke through the cellar door and collapsed into it.
Yachiru, unknowingly almost hacking Ichigo and Isshin to bits in a way that would make the Texas Chainsaw Massacre look fluffy in comparison, smiled at them from amidst the rubble. “You guys gotta try this!”
Ichigo made a mental note to speak to Kenpachi about the way he raised Yachiru and to give Yachiru a long lecture about running with sharp objects.
At the castle, the furniture and other various items were doing a surprisingly good job of staving off the attackers. One man was forced into an outfit that would make him have therapy for the rest of his life. Another suffered from third degree burns via hot tea. We probably shouldn’t mention what happened to the poor soul was jabbed in the ass with knives by Yumichika, who was promptly kissed by Ikkaku, as much as a candlestick and a clock could anyways.
Grimmjow had gone into the castle, searching for the Beast who had dared to take his adorable Ichigo away from him. Raising his crossbow, he kicked open the door leading to the West Wing, smirking as he set his eyes on Kenpachi. Kenpachi blinked as an arrow came shooting towards him and bounced off as it hit his hard skin.
Frowning in confusion, Grimmjow thought over his actions to see if he did anything wrong. “Wasn’t it supposed to hit you in the back and then you would roar dramatically?”
“Why the hell would it do that? Something that weak isn’t even going to give me a scratch.” Kenpachi stared at Grimmjow like he was an idiot.
“But that’s the way it’s supposed to happen…” Grimmjow scratched his head, trying to think before just drawing his sword. “It’s cooler this way anyways; I don’t know why I would use a fucking bow and arrow. I prefer the blood splashing my face when I kill you.”
“Why would I want to fight a weakling like you?” Kenpachi said in a bored tone, scratching his head and wondering to himself whether it would seem like he was desperate if he went to go visit Ichigo.
“Heh, don’t want to fight? Guess that means Ichigo’s ass is all mine.” Grimmjow said, now wondering as well whether it would seem like he was desperate if he also went to go visit Ichigo.
Of course Kenpachi couldn’t let Grimmjow live now that he knew he was a rival for Ichigo’s love. So he drew his sharp, pointy sword and ran towards Grimmjow with it, not knowing that his affinity for teaching Yachiru such things as running with sharp objects led to Ichigo being able to escape.
Grimmjow parried the blow, ramming Kenpachi hard in the stomach and sending him crashing through the glass and out onto a large area of roof. Kenpachi rolled to his feet as Grimmjow did the same a few feet away. Grimmjow snarled and was about to move forward when he caught sight of one of the statues. “What the fuck?” It almost looked like a shapeless blob with rabbit ears. Looking at the engraving at the bottom, he saw the artist’s name was ‘Rukia’ and the statue was titled ‘Chappy.’ The other statues were similarly done, though somebody named ‘Byakuya’ also did a few.
Shaking his head to clear the disturbing images, Grimmjow faced Kenpachi again. “I’m not going to let you win! Strawberry is going to be my bride!”
“As if weakling like you could handle him!” Their swords crashed against each other causing a horrible squealing sound to fill the air.
“Kenpachi, Grimmjow, what the fuck are you guys doing?” Looking down, they both saw Ichigo glaring up at them at them from the bottom of the castle, riding Zangetsu with the old coot beside him.
Grimmjow let out a cruel laugh. “Are you in love with him, beast? Do you honestly think he would want you when he could have someone like me?”
Growling, Kenpachi slashed his sword downward but it was caught by Grimmjow’s sword. He continued to press his weight downward, the tip of his blade nearing Grimmjow’s eye as the blue haired man gritted his teeth and fought against it. “It’s over Beast, Ichigo is mine!”
Kenpachi raised his sword again, but was distracted by Ichigo frantically calling his name. As his head was turned, Grimmjow took the opportunity to stab Kenpachi in the back. Kenpachi let out a loud roar of pain and jerked backward, consequently knocking Grimmjow off the building and allowing him to plummet to his death. Ichigo rushed forward, tugging Kenpachi forward before he could fall himself.
The Beast fell down on one knee, panting as blood flowed from his wound. Ichigo clutched him close, eyes wide with fear as he saw the fatal wound.
“Oh my god, you killed Kenny!” Yachiru shrieked from her place on the balcony.
“You bastard!” Ikkaku yelled.
Somewhere in the Naruto universe, Sasuke sneezed.
“You came back.” Kenpachi lifted his hand and brushed Ichigo’s hair back, noticing that it was slightly wet from the rain.
“Of course I came back; I couldn’t let you have all the fun.” Ichigo tried to laugh but it came out as more of a sob.
“At least…I got to see you…one last time…” The hand in Ichigo’s hair dropped and Kenpachi’s body went limp, his eyes rolling back into his head.
“No…No! You bastard, you can’t die like this!” Ichigo slammed his fists into Kenpachi’s chest, screaming as tears ran down his face. “Don’t fucking leave me, I love you…”
In the West Wing, the last inch of rust crept over the blade.
As Ichigo sobbed into Kenpachi’s chest and the forlorn objects looked on, a beam of light shot down with happy “chirpy music” accompanied it. Ichigo straightened, his ‘happy birds-singing’ senses tingling. Another beam fell, and another. Ichigo gasped in shock as Kenpachi’s body was lifted into the air and a bright light overtook him.
Kenpachi’s black hair, which was always in severe spikes, slipped out of the bells and fell down silkily. His body shrank and the ears and tail vanished. His eye patch seemed to dissolve into thin air and his face grew younger, though the scar down his eye remained. His body dropped back down, his clothes considerably looser and ripped.
Ichigo stared and moved a hand to touch him, but stopped as Kenpachi shifted and started to his feet.
“Ichigo, it’s me!” He said, thought his voice wasn’t as deep or as loud as before. Ichigo continued to gape, and then stepped forward hesitantly, pushing back a silky strand of black hair to peer into his eyes.
Pulling his hand away with a smile, Ichigo balled it into a fist and hit Kenpachi square in the jaw. Kenpachi grunted and stared at the fuming Strawberry who was now glaring at him.
“What the fuck, you idiot!? I thought you were fucking dead!”
“Ugh, well aren’t you happy I’m alive then?”
“That’s not the point!” Ichigo stomped his foot childishly. “You-”
He was cut off rather rudely by Kenpachi sealing his mouth with his own, yanking the smaller body closer to his; licking and sucking greedily, as though trying to eat Ichigo’s very soul.
Behind them, fireworks explode and the castle suddenly transformed. Whereas before, it was dark and gloomy, now it was dark and gloomy with lots of weapons everywhere. And blood stains. Yachiru’s room had the most.
Inside, Kenpachi was delighted to see the objects turning back to their former selves. Well, he kind of grunted in acknowledgement, too busy groping Ichigo’s ass to pay it much attention. Ikkaku yanked Yumichika into a deep kiss before Yumichika yanked away from him to run to a mirror, sighing as he saw his beautiful form once more. Yachiru, the pink haired menace, took the opportunity to sink her renewed teeth into Ikkaku’s renewed bald head. Unohana was waiting by the side to heal the injuries that she knew were going to occur.
Komamura was still a dog, just no longer a foot stool.
LINE
Don’t worry, lemon in the next chapter!!!
So I am doing an ‘alternate ending’ to this story where Grimmjow gets Ichigo instead of Kenpachi, check that out if you’re interested, I already put it up.