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The Crumbling World

By: Rockyshores
folder Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 16
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Disclaimer: I don't own bleach or make money off this story.
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Chapter 13

Warning! Character death in this chapter! Also rape, if you don’t want to read it you can skip over where it says ‘this is where the rape begins’ to ‘this is where the rape ends.’ For those who didn’t want it, I’m sorry! I will do my best to not make Ichigo angsty.

The Crumbling World: Chapter 13

Renji’s POV

Anger still pulsed through me as I paced before the stairs that led up to Ichigo’s room. Kisuke and Ichigo’s family were still talking in the other room, but I didn’t want to go in there as pissed as I am. Fuck…everything is so wrong! Ichigo is supposed to fall into my arms in gratitude for me saving him. Then we would get married and I would screw him into the bed-

I paused my thoughts as I heard a suspicious thumping noise. I frowned, almost convinced I hadn’t heard anything. With a shrug I walked back up the stairs to check on Ichigo. I froze as I saw the guards I had put there to watch him on the ground, dead, with blood pooling around their cooling bodies. With a loud curse I drew my sword and leaped into the room, gaping as I saw a blue-haired man bending over the sleeping Ichigo.

I was about to let out a yell and warn the castle when white-hot pain coursed through my body. I gurgled and looked down to see a sword jutting out of my chest. “Such a bore.” Somebody sighed behind me. I feel to my knees as whoever it was jerked the sword out. A pink haired men stepped around me as I fell onto my chest. “Let’s go, Grimmjow.”

“I’m coming.” I was faintly aware of seeing Grimmjow pick Ichigo up into arms as they both dismissed my existence. The pain was too much to bare…breathing hurt so bad…just…make…it…stop…

I heard my own breath rattle in my chest and then nothing more.

Ichigo’s POV

One moment I was peacefully asleep, than I was jolted awake by something being shoved over my nose and mouth. I clawed at whatever it was and found a hand pressing a rag over my mouth, a chemical substance invading my senses and making me dizzy and unable to think. I slipped back into sleep once more, cursing my life.

I really have to stop waking up this way. This time I woke up, I found I was in a bed with my hands tied above my head and I was naked. I winced at the throbbing in my head and blinked, trying to take in my surroundings. I wish I hadn’t.

“I thought you’d never wake up.” The blue haired man sitting in a chair at the end of the bed drawled. “I didn’t want to start without you.”

“Grimmjow…” I hissed and yanked at the rope that tied my hands.

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WARNINGS!!! THIS IS WHERE THE RAPE BEGINS!!!

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“Don’t hurt yourself.” He grinned and stood up, placing his hand on my bare leg, trailing it up to my inner thigh. I flinched and tried to yank my leg away, but he just laughed and started taking his clothes off.

“Please don’t!” I begged, clenching my eyes shut as his muscular chest came into view. He snickered at my reaction and I heard a soft thump as his pants hit the floor. The bed dipped with his weight and I shuddered as I felt his bare leg brush mine.

“Don’t be like that, beautiful.” He purred the words and I flinched as his hand brushed against my hair and cupped my face. “I’ll be gentle.” The tenderness only made me shiver more. “Sh…I’ll take care of you better than anybody else ever could.”

“No…” I whined and turned my head to the side as his mouth descended onto my neck and he pried my legs apart. I clamped them together, but he was stronger and quickly jerked them apart to fit himself in between them. He growled deep in his throat and I felt his large erection pressed against my entrance.

Tears slipped out of my eyes and a screamed ripped from my throat as he tore me open. He shushed me and kissed my throat, stroking my limp member into hardness. I felt my skin tear as he was seated fully inside of me and I let out a whimper.

“You’re still so tight, but not a virgin.” He growled into my ear and started to thrust in and out of me harshly. “Who took it?” He hissed angrily and gave a sharp jab of his hip that made me screech in agony. “Who took what is mine?”

“Not yours, his…” I whispered hoarsely. “Not yours…”

“Your mine!” He roared and fucked me even harder. I cringed, feeling my own blood wetting my thighs while he moved between them. “No one else can have you!” He tugged hard at my erection almost painfully. I came with a whimper of agony, wishing that it would just be over with and Grimmjow would be done with me. He clamped his mouth over mine, his teeth digging into my lips and forcing his tongue into my mouth.

I sobbed and dug my nails into the palms of my hand as he finally grunted and spilled his orgasm inside of me. I gasped and turned my head to the side as he eagerly licked my tears up and slid out of me.

“You’ll get used to it.” He reassured me, his hands roving over my body and tweaking my nipples. “Let’s go again.”

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Third Person POV

Isshin was uncharacteristically quiet and Masaki in hysterics. They had found several dead bodies, including that of Renji Abarai, and their son missing yet again. Karin and Yuzu were asleep, curled up against each other as the adults talked.

“We need to ask Kenpachi.” Urahara said, his face pale and serious. “He will be able to help us. Obviously he really wasn’t the one behind all of Ichigo’s kidnappings.”

Isshin nodded and pulled the crying Masaki to his chest. “Do it.”

Urahara gave a short nod and immediately went to the dungeons, stepping quickly down the steps. He dismissed the guards posted on either side of the door with a wave of his hand and snatched up the keys, fitting it into the lock and opening the solid door. Inside Kenpachi Zaraki was chained to the wall and looked none the worse for wear.

“Zaraki.” Urahara said formally. “I need to ask you something about Ichigo’s kidnappings.” The large man looked up from the shadows, only a hint of moon light falling in from the window to illuminate half of his face.

“What?” He grunted.

“Well he’s been kidnapped again so we were wondering-

He was cut off abruptly as the man stood, breaking the long chains easily as he grabbed Urahara by the throat and lifted him into the air. “Ichigo! What has happened to him!?” He demanded, his eye wide and panicked.

Urahara choked and clawed at Kenpachi’s hands desperately. Blinking, Kenpachi let him drop to the ground. “Where is Ichigo!?” Kenpachi demanded.

“We don’t know.” Urahara rasped, shakily standing to his feet. “That’s why we need your help.”

Kenpachi paused, his head cocked to the side. “I know where Aizen would have him. But I’m going with you.”

Urahara nodded and they both left the dungeons quickly, racing up the stairs and prepared to kill anything that got in their way. Grimmjow would regret the day he had set eyes on his Ichigo.

LINE

Yes, I killed Renji. Yes, I also had Grimmjow rape Ichigo. I am an awful, awful person but for some reason you just can’t look away. It’s like a train wreck. A bloody, yaoi-filled train wreck with lots of smut.

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