Cursed
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
7,420
Reviews:
72
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Bleach or make any money off of this story.
Chapter 2
Beta’d by the wonderful WarriorNun =D
Review Replies- Lynzee: Yep! I have three beta’s right now so it’s a lot easier for my stories to get updated faster =D
Nusku: I really am a biAtch to Ichi, aren’t I? *chuckles darkly*
MasterAkira: Grimmjow is definitely yummy, isn’t he? Especially with Ichigo.
Cursed: Chapter 2
Szayel panted heavily as he ran through the trees, his clothing ripped and his bare skin scratched from the brush and the trees. A snarl came from behind him and he looked over his shoulder in panic, stumbling and falling on his face. Hastily getting to his feet, Szayel was too late as the beast sunk its teeth into his shoulder and blood sprayed from the wound. The pink haired man screamed and fell onto his face, blood gurgling in his throat as the beast let go and he tired to crawl away.
The wolf like creature growled and dug its claws into his back, ripping the flesh as blood gushed from the wound. “H-elp…” The man managed to get out before the beast chomped down onto his throat and ripped it clean out. For a few moments their was just the crunch of bones as the beast ripped the body apart, then it hunkered down and started to gnaw at the flesh, its muzzle gleaming with blood as it feasted on its meal.
…
There was something wrong with him, Ichigo knew it. Ever since he got bitten by that damned dog, he’d felt different. When his father had come at him with his normal flying attack, it hadn’t taken him any effort to side step and evade it. It was like everything was in slow motion and Ichigo was running in high gear. Not that he was complaining, it felt fucking euphoric.
When his family saw him coming down to breakfast, practically sailing down the stairs with a grin on his face, their jaws dropped. Yuzu smiled brightly and giggled as Ichigo scooped her up and planted a kiss onto her cheek. “Morning Ichi-nii!” She chirped.
“What’re you so cheerful for?” Karin said distrustfully. “You finally got laid or something?”
Ichigo snorted and set Yuzu down. “No, don’t be stupid. I just feel…really good for some reason.”
“Are you taken drugs, my beautiful son!?” Isshin yelled loudly and tried to hug Ichigo. “Don’t worry, I was curious as your age too!”
“Shut up! No I’m not!” Ichigo kicked Isshin in the face. “And don’t call me beautiful again, goat face!” With that he snagged a bagel and headed out the door. “I’m walking to school, see you guys later!”
“Bye Ichi-nii!”
Ichigo walked to school with an extra sway in his step, not noticing the numerous turned heads he was getting, some snapping around so fast that it hurt. Not just from women either, but from men as well. But Ichigo just yawned and continued on, smiling lightly as he caught sight of Chad walking a head of him. “Oi! Chad!”
Chad stopped and turned around, cocking his head to the side as he took in the drooling men and women who were ogling Ichigo. Normally Ichigo had his fair share of admirers, but this was a large amount even for him. But he was looking very attractive today.
The attention continued as they walked together to school and Ichigo continued to remain oblivious while Chad had to shoot a few of the ogling men (and women) a warning glance when they came a bit too close. As they walked up the steps the teenage girls blushed and giggled to their friends as they caught sight of Ichigo, who was looking ‘so hot’ this morning. Chad narrowed his eyes as some of the guys checked Ichigo out from the corner of their eyes, much more conspicuous than the girls because of how non-conforming it was to be gay.
They passed by Grimmjow and his friends who were talking to each other quietly with a frown. The blue haired leader sneered and started to say something, but faltered when he actually looked at Ichigo. His mouth hung open and he stared so long that even Ichigo noticed with a scowl. “What? You want something?” Ichigo snapped. Grimmjow continued to stare, finally jolting out of it when Yammi nudged his side.
One of Grimmjow’s friends, Stark, was looking at Ichigo like he wanted to eat him alive, not bothering to hide his interest as he blatantly eyed him up and down. Ichigo could only frown in confusion and Chad had to nudge his shoulder to get him moving again. Once they were inside their classroom the stares and giggles only escalated. As Ichigo plopped down into his seat, Renji did a double take on him as his jaw literally dropped. Scooting his chair- and therefore his entire desk- closer, Renji leaned toward Ichigo and inhaled sharply.
“Are you wearing new cologne or something?” Renji asked a bit huskily, his eyes glowing faintly in desire.
“Er, no.” Ichigo blinked and then frowned as he noticed how close Renji was. “Um, do you know what personal space it?”
“…Yes?” Renji made it a question, his thoughts a little hazy from being close to his orange-haired crush that was looking even more delectable today.
“Then why are you in mine?”
Renji frowned, not understanding for a second, then blushed and jerked away. “S-sorry dude!”
“Er, it’s okay.” Ichigo scratched the back of his head and looked at Renji like he was crazy, what was with these people?
“You look nice today, Ichigo.” Rukia commented appreciatively, but unlike the other females she didn’t seem slobbering all over herself to get to him. Orohime seemed to be her same daffy self as well which was a relief.
The rest of the day went pretty much the same way. Ichigo naively assumed the looks he was getting from the guys were just the usual jeers and glares like any other day while he just ignored the girls all together. Grimmjow recovered from his shock that morning and threw barbs and insults at Ichigo with a vengeance. Ichigo ignored him like usual, but that was hard to do when the other senior seemed intent on making himself noticed.
Like purposefully bumping into him and slamming his shoulder so hard against the smaller teen that Ichigo winced and rubbed the aching spot. It continued on until even Ichigo became suspicious of what the hell Grimmjow was up to. Especially when Grimmjow’s glare seemed to have extra fire and malice in it.
Ichigo had stayed after school to get some extra credit in a class he could use some help in, and the halls were supposed to be deserted. That’s what he thought until someone came out of no where and slammed him against the lockers. Ichigo grunted, instantly recognizing his rival who was currently pinning him firmly, his hand clamped securely over his mouth.
Ichigo brought his knee up to kick the other senior away, but a quick punch to the stomach knocked the wind out of him and his hands were grabbed, crushed in between their bodies. Grimmjow kept his hand clamped over the orange haired teen’s mouth, not allowing a single sound to escape.
‘Fucking bastard! What the hell does he want?’ Ichigo questioned himself angrily while glaring at the bastard. Grimmjow just frowned, scowling as though he was the one being wronged.
“Kurosaki.” Grimmjow growled. They were so close. Ichigo didn’t think they had ever been this close before, even when they were fighting. It just made him redouble his efforts to escape the strong hold, but Grimmjow was a lot larger and stronger than the other teen. “You seriously piss me off, you fairy.”
Ichigo glared and turned his head from side to side trying to get the hand off of his mouth but it just seemed to irritate Grimmjow. “Stop it!” He snapped, slamming Ichigo hard against the lockers and making him see stars. A fiery urge took over and the lithe senior bit down, feeling very gleeful as he felt blood trickle into his mouth and Grimmjow cursed.
“You little bitch!” The blue haired man yanked his hand away and went to go punch Ichigo but he turned his head to the side before he could, making Grimmjow hit the locker instead.
The jock howled, clutching his injured hand that surely had a few broken knuckles and Ichigo took his chance to escape. As he ran out of the school and into the sun light he felt slightly shaken over how much he had enjoyed the taste of blood…and how it felt to have Grimmjow pressed against him.
Shaking his head, he tried not to think about it even as he licked the stray blood that lingered on his lips.
Something was seriously wrong with him.
LINE
Just some random Bleach info for your enjoyment and yaoi pleasure. For those who don’t know, Grimmjow is 6 feet and one inch tall while Ichigo is 5 feet 9 inches. That’s a four inch height difference, which I think is perfect for looming, or kissing, or doing other things that end in ‘ing.’
Review Replies- Lynzee: Yep! I have three beta’s right now so it’s a lot easier for my stories to get updated faster =D
Nusku: I really am a biAtch to Ichi, aren’t I? *chuckles darkly*
MasterAkira: Grimmjow is definitely yummy, isn’t he? Especially with Ichigo.
Cursed: Chapter 2
Szayel panted heavily as he ran through the trees, his clothing ripped and his bare skin scratched from the brush and the trees. A snarl came from behind him and he looked over his shoulder in panic, stumbling and falling on his face. Hastily getting to his feet, Szayel was too late as the beast sunk its teeth into his shoulder and blood sprayed from the wound. The pink haired man screamed and fell onto his face, blood gurgling in his throat as the beast let go and he tired to crawl away.
The wolf like creature growled and dug its claws into his back, ripping the flesh as blood gushed from the wound. “H-elp…” The man managed to get out before the beast chomped down onto his throat and ripped it clean out. For a few moments their was just the crunch of bones as the beast ripped the body apart, then it hunkered down and started to gnaw at the flesh, its muzzle gleaming with blood as it feasted on its meal.
…
There was something wrong with him, Ichigo knew it. Ever since he got bitten by that damned dog, he’d felt different. When his father had come at him with his normal flying attack, it hadn’t taken him any effort to side step and evade it. It was like everything was in slow motion and Ichigo was running in high gear. Not that he was complaining, it felt fucking euphoric.
When his family saw him coming down to breakfast, practically sailing down the stairs with a grin on his face, their jaws dropped. Yuzu smiled brightly and giggled as Ichigo scooped her up and planted a kiss onto her cheek. “Morning Ichi-nii!” She chirped.
“What’re you so cheerful for?” Karin said distrustfully. “You finally got laid or something?”
Ichigo snorted and set Yuzu down. “No, don’t be stupid. I just feel…really good for some reason.”
“Are you taken drugs, my beautiful son!?” Isshin yelled loudly and tried to hug Ichigo. “Don’t worry, I was curious as your age too!”
“Shut up! No I’m not!” Ichigo kicked Isshin in the face. “And don’t call me beautiful again, goat face!” With that he snagged a bagel and headed out the door. “I’m walking to school, see you guys later!”
“Bye Ichi-nii!”
Ichigo walked to school with an extra sway in his step, not noticing the numerous turned heads he was getting, some snapping around so fast that it hurt. Not just from women either, but from men as well. But Ichigo just yawned and continued on, smiling lightly as he caught sight of Chad walking a head of him. “Oi! Chad!”
Chad stopped and turned around, cocking his head to the side as he took in the drooling men and women who were ogling Ichigo. Normally Ichigo had his fair share of admirers, but this was a large amount even for him. But he was looking very attractive today.
The attention continued as they walked together to school and Ichigo continued to remain oblivious while Chad had to shoot a few of the ogling men (and women) a warning glance when they came a bit too close. As they walked up the steps the teenage girls blushed and giggled to their friends as they caught sight of Ichigo, who was looking ‘so hot’ this morning. Chad narrowed his eyes as some of the guys checked Ichigo out from the corner of their eyes, much more conspicuous than the girls because of how non-conforming it was to be gay.
They passed by Grimmjow and his friends who were talking to each other quietly with a frown. The blue haired leader sneered and started to say something, but faltered when he actually looked at Ichigo. His mouth hung open and he stared so long that even Ichigo noticed with a scowl. “What? You want something?” Ichigo snapped. Grimmjow continued to stare, finally jolting out of it when Yammi nudged his side.
One of Grimmjow’s friends, Stark, was looking at Ichigo like he wanted to eat him alive, not bothering to hide his interest as he blatantly eyed him up and down. Ichigo could only frown in confusion and Chad had to nudge his shoulder to get him moving again. Once they were inside their classroom the stares and giggles only escalated. As Ichigo plopped down into his seat, Renji did a double take on him as his jaw literally dropped. Scooting his chair- and therefore his entire desk- closer, Renji leaned toward Ichigo and inhaled sharply.
“Are you wearing new cologne or something?” Renji asked a bit huskily, his eyes glowing faintly in desire.
“Er, no.” Ichigo blinked and then frowned as he noticed how close Renji was. “Um, do you know what personal space it?”
“…Yes?” Renji made it a question, his thoughts a little hazy from being close to his orange-haired crush that was looking even more delectable today.
“Then why are you in mine?”
Renji frowned, not understanding for a second, then blushed and jerked away. “S-sorry dude!”
“Er, it’s okay.” Ichigo scratched the back of his head and looked at Renji like he was crazy, what was with these people?
“You look nice today, Ichigo.” Rukia commented appreciatively, but unlike the other females she didn’t seem slobbering all over herself to get to him. Orohime seemed to be her same daffy self as well which was a relief.
The rest of the day went pretty much the same way. Ichigo naively assumed the looks he was getting from the guys were just the usual jeers and glares like any other day while he just ignored the girls all together. Grimmjow recovered from his shock that morning and threw barbs and insults at Ichigo with a vengeance. Ichigo ignored him like usual, but that was hard to do when the other senior seemed intent on making himself noticed.
Like purposefully bumping into him and slamming his shoulder so hard against the smaller teen that Ichigo winced and rubbed the aching spot. It continued on until even Ichigo became suspicious of what the hell Grimmjow was up to. Especially when Grimmjow’s glare seemed to have extra fire and malice in it.
Ichigo had stayed after school to get some extra credit in a class he could use some help in, and the halls were supposed to be deserted. That’s what he thought until someone came out of no where and slammed him against the lockers. Ichigo grunted, instantly recognizing his rival who was currently pinning him firmly, his hand clamped securely over his mouth.
Ichigo brought his knee up to kick the other senior away, but a quick punch to the stomach knocked the wind out of him and his hands were grabbed, crushed in between their bodies. Grimmjow kept his hand clamped over the orange haired teen’s mouth, not allowing a single sound to escape.
‘Fucking bastard! What the hell does he want?’ Ichigo questioned himself angrily while glaring at the bastard. Grimmjow just frowned, scowling as though he was the one being wronged.
“Kurosaki.” Grimmjow growled. They were so close. Ichigo didn’t think they had ever been this close before, even when they were fighting. It just made him redouble his efforts to escape the strong hold, but Grimmjow was a lot larger and stronger than the other teen. “You seriously piss me off, you fairy.”
Ichigo glared and turned his head from side to side trying to get the hand off of his mouth but it just seemed to irritate Grimmjow. “Stop it!” He snapped, slamming Ichigo hard against the lockers and making him see stars. A fiery urge took over and the lithe senior bit down, feeling very gleeful as he felt blood trickle into his mouth and Grimmjow cursed.
“You little bitch!” The blue haired man yanked his hand away and went to go punch Ichigo but he turned his head to the side before he could, making Grimmjow hit the locker instead.
The jock howled, clutching his injured hand that surely had a few broken knuckles and Ichigo took his chance to escape. As he ran out of the school and into the sun light he felt slightly shaken over how much he had enjoyed the taste of blood…and how it felt to have Grimmjow pressed against him.
Shaking his head, he tried not to think about it even as he licked the stray blood that lingered on his lips.
Something was seriously wrong with him.
LINE
Just some random Bleach info for your enjoyment and yaoi pleasure. For those who don’t know, Grimmjow is 6 feet and one inch tall while Ichigo is 5 feet 9 inches. That’s a four inch height difference, which I think is perfect for looming, or kissing, or doing other things that end in ‘ing.’