Dark Side of the Moon

So I am tired of using the cliché ‘Shirosaki’ for Ichigo’s inner hollow, so I am going to give him a name. Taikei. It means ‘form’ or ‘corporal punishment, jail sentence.’ Which I think suits “Shirosaki’s” (AKA Taikei’s) existence within Ichigo’s inner world. Also, the separation of the name is broken down into ‘tai’ and ‘kei’. Tai is ‘reality’, ‘be crowned with’, ‘ill will, malice’ or ‘opposition.’ Kei is ‘penalty, punishment’, ‘lord’, ‘strong’ or ‘thorn, whip.’ I think you guys understand why I chose this name. –Big Grin-

So what do you guys think of that? Remember, I don’t know Japanese, I just do research so I’m not using some English name.

In spirit of his new name, this one shot is going to be about Taikei trying to get Ichigo to call him by his name… in an interesting way =)

Taikei

“Oi, Shiro! Where’s Zangetsu?” I gritted his teeth in irritation at being dubbed the irritatingly unoriginal ‘white.’

“Stop fucking calling me that!”

“What the fuck am I supposed to call you?” Ichigo frowned in confusion. Tch, what an idiot.

“Not that.”

“Well, hollow, where’s Zangetsu.”

“Hollow…” I mumbled to myself in irritation. “Look here, King.” I pointed at him, narrowing my eyes maliciously. “I’m not one of those dumb shit creatures you like to kill every chance ya get. I’m special.”

“Sure you are.” He had the fucking nerve to roll his eyes, still searching the buildings for the old man. “So what the hell am I suppose to call you? And what does it matter anyways.”

“Because as much as I hate it, I have to live in yur inner world. And call me…” I trailed off with a frown. “Taikei.”

“Opposing lord?” Ichigo cocked his head to the side with a frown.

“Don’t try and think too much, yur gonna hurt yourself.”

“Fuck you.” He grumbled. “I’m not going to fucking call you that.”

“Yes you will.” His refusal just made me want to make him say it more. “C’mon, it’s not that hard, is it King? Taikei.”

“Why the hell should I use your name when you don’t use mine?” He scowled at me beautifully, crossing his arms over his chest like a despondent child.

“Ichigo.” I was pleased to see a slight shiver go through him, and an idea started worming itself into my head. Ichigo wasn’t hard on the eyes at all...in fact, he was the complete opposite. What a pleasurable way to get him so say- no, scream- my name.

“I’m still not going to call you that dumb name.”

“Yes ya are.” I flashed behind him and grabbed his sword, disarming him and throwing it well out of his reach. A look of comical surprise crossed his face and he tensed his body, turning to hit me. I dodged and shoved my hands forward at his forehead, throwing him onto the ground and enjoying the pained gasp he admitted.

“You’re so weak, Ichigo.” I said fondly and straddled his waist, pinning him down efficiently. “But, I admit I like seeing ya under me.”

“Get off of me, hollow!”

I frowned, a burning wave of anger washing over me. “It’s Taikei! And you will call me that.”

“You don’t deserve a name!” He spat at me.

I recoiled slightly. I wasn’t just a hollow, I was a part of his soul- albeit a dark part- but I still had feelings. And right now I couldn’t help but feel a little hurt. Perhaps it was because I am also a part of Zangetsu, but I have always felt the need to be close to Ichigo, to get to know him. But what Ichigo just said…strengthened my resolve to make him to acknowledge my name.

I cruel grin spread across my face and I could see him visibly gulp. “Is that what ya think?” He stared up at me, not replying. “Tch. Yur such an idiot Ichigo. But that’s fine with me.” I ground my hips into him and I saw realization creep onto his face as he felt my hard on.

“Agh! Get off of me, you disgusting freak!” He started beating at me with his hands, trying to get me off. I let him, not even fazed by the weak hits.

“I promise ya will like it too, Ichi.”

He made a face and turned his head to the side abruptly as I went down for a kiss. With an irritated growl I dug my fingers into his chin and jerked him back before smashing my lips onto his. He jerked and clenched his teeth shut as I tried to dip my tongue in. Aggravated, I bit his lip hard and hummed in delight as blood filled my mouth. Pulling away, I grinned at the sight of blood smeared over his mouth like strawberry jam.

“Yur so pretty.” I stroked his face, smudging the blood across his face like war paint. I leaned over with an evil grin to say the three words that would break him. “I love ya.” He froze, staring up at me in disbelief. “It’s been so long since somebody has said that to ya, am I right?” He didn’t answer, but his eyes did. They glinted with a silent plea for it to be true, for somebody to give him the affection he deserved. To fill the hole his mom left in his heart. “If ya say my name I can show ya a world full of love.” He flinched and closed his eyes tightly, gulping.

Leaning down once more, I allowed my breath to tickle his lips before kissing him again. This time he allowed it, shyly opening his mouth and practically whimpering as I tasted him. I made quick work of his kimono and hakama, not breaking the kiss until he was naked beneath me.

“Pretty king…” I was made in his likeness, but he was so different. Creamy skin that seemed to glow rather than my own white flesh…his hard body that I would never call dainty, but felt so fragile underneath my strong hands. I didn’t lie, I could show him a world full of love, but it might not be what he expected. I am not a warm, fluffy human that would shower him with flowers and chocolates. I was more apt to present him the skin of his enemies and screw him until he begged me to stop.

“Shiro…” He whispered and I had to fight not to recoil. Not this again.

“I told ya Ichi…” I traced my hands down his body and started work on coaxing his cock into hardness. My name is Taikei.” He shivered, but still didn’t say my name. Narrowing my dark and gold eyes dangerously, I released his erection and brought my fingers to his entrance. Knowing he would probably freak out at this part, I used the same manipulation as before to make him submit to me. “I love ya.”

His soft lips parted and those beautiful brown eyes of his fluttered shut delicately. With a smirk I slipped two fingers into him to the first joint. He inhaled sharply and tossed his head to the side, his entire body tensing as he whimpered in pain. Shushing him soothingly I let them slip into him until they were buried to the first knuckle and he was shivering all over.

“Shi…” He hissed, gazing at me pleadingly. Hissing in displeasure I pulled my fingers all the way out and thrust them back in harshly. He cried out in pain, his back arching as he looked at me with his mouth open in surprise. “Ow!”

Calming myself, I began to move them in and out of him, slower this time. Spreading them apart, I twisted them and searched for the allusive spot that would seal our deal and allow me to fuck him. “Ah!” He certainly did look beautiful in pleasure. Almost as good as he did when he was in pain. I couldn’t decide which expression I preferred. “More!”

“I’ll give ya more.” The words sounded a bit like a threat, but that was probably because they were.

Removing my fingers, I undid my white hakama and bared my erection. Spitting on my hand crudely, I slid it over my erection as some sort of half-assed lube. He could deal with the pain. It wouldn’t be the first time I pierced his body and made him bleed, and it most certainly wouldn’t be the last. I lifted his legs up, pausing when I felt resistance. Glancing at his face, I realized that the fog that had clouded his mind when I said those three words was lifting and he was scowling at me.

“Wait…”

I didn’t want to wait, and I wouldn’t. Ignoring his words, I shoved myself into him without warning.

“Agh!” He screamed so loudly, clawing at my chest with his fingers as he sobbed in pain and my brutal entry. I didn’t stop until I was all the way inside of him, his breath hitching and his hands shoving desperately at my shoulders. “It hurts…” He whined. “Taikei, take it out! It hurts!” I had to hold myself back from thrusting in and out of him frantically as I heard my name on his lips. Despite my cruel penetration, I didn’t want to damage him and had to let him adjust.

“Yesssss.” I hissed in my watery voice. “Say my name.”

“Taikei.” He whispered my name, his voice sounding so confused and lost. It fucking turned me on. “Show me!” He pleaded, his eyes lifting to meet mine as his agonized body quivered. “Show me love…” It was said so sorrowfully that I felt my cold heart clench in response.

“Anything for my king.” I said and kissed him. He pulled back and I fought the urge to hurt him even more in retribution.

“Don’t…don’t call me that…”

I smirked in understanding. “Ichigo.” I had damn well waiting long enough. Gripping his legs tightly, I pulled out and slammed back in, dipping my head down and feasting on the tender skin of his throat as he threw his head back.

“Ah! Taikei, it still hurts!”

“Shit…” I cursed and angled my thrusts. “Hold on a sec…”

“Taikei!” He whimpered and curled in on me, burying his head against my neck.

“Yeah, just hold on…” My name on his lips just about undid me as much as those three words said to him. I wanted him to feel pleasure, not just pain. And if his first time was just remembered as hurtful…

“Ngh!” He spasmed around me and breathed in sharply. “Oh!”

He was so adorably surprised by the pleasure that I snickered and nipped at his neck. “Yeah, oh is right.”

“Yes!” Fuck, he was clenching around me and pushing his hips back like he was made for sex, made for me to fuck him.

“Just like that Ichi.” I sucked on his skin, bringing blood to the surface. “Tell me how much ya like it.” I bit him hard, purring in pleasure as he twitched and tilted his head back to give me more access.

“It hurts…” He whispered and lifted his hips. “But it feels so good…”

Heh, he liked a little pain did he? I didn’t bother to hold back. The blood slicking his thighs and cavern trickled down onto the building I was fucking him into, but neither of us paid it any mind. All I cared about was the tight wet heat that provided such amazing friction and the sight of the beautiful Death God below me.

“Taikei!” And the way he said my name…it sent shivers through me.

“Ichigo.” I couldn’t hold it in any longer, but damn if I was going to come first. Grabbing him roughly, I dug my nail into his slit and hammered against his prostate. “Come.”

And he did. With an almost anguished shriek and clutching me like a lifeline. I continued to move in and out of him, cooing to him as his abused body shivered in shock. I finally released, sighing as the pleasurable pressure was released and my body started to relax in the after math.

Pulling out, I eyed the damage of his torn rectum, slightly worried- not that I would admit it out loud- about if he might need to be healed. I slid my thumbs to his puckered entrance and parted the bleeding tissue, scowling as Ichigo shrieked and sat up, trying to pry my hands away. “Stop!” He wiggled and squirmed, trying to get out of my grip. “Taikei, that doesn’t feel good…” The last part was whispered so quietly I almost didn’t hear it.

“Sorry Ichi.” I pressed a kiss to his thigh and pulled away, dissatisfied with my inspection. Dragging him into my lap, I arranged him so his head rested against the nook of my neck and his legs were comfortably on top of mine. Gathering my will, I prepared to say the words that were for once not to manipulate him. “Love ya.” He tensed, then relaxed.

“Love you too, Taikei.”

And that was how I got my name.

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So do you like his name? If enough of you do, I’ll keep it. If you prefer Shirosaki I’ll go back to that. And I really didn’t plan on the sappiness with the whole ‘I love you’ thing, my muse demanded with the threat of no smut. So there’s fluff! I hoped you didn’t mind…

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