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I Can't Do It Alone

By: ZackaryAndersonJ
folder Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 9
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Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any recognizable characters, artistic inventions, etcetera. Tite Kubo drew and wrote it, Viz Media published and licensed it. I make no money from writing this fanfiction. Any lyrics posted do not belong to me.
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Hero (Red Pill Mix)

CHAPTER 6IX: HERO (RED PILL MIX)

The song Hero (Red Pill Mix) belongs to Superchick.



No one talks to him about how he lives

He thinks that the choices he makes are just his.

Doesn't know he's a leader with the way he behaves

And others will follow the choices he's made.

He lives on the edge, he's old enough to decide

His brother who wants to be him is just nine.

He can do what he wants because it's his right

The choices he makes change a nine year old's life.



When Ichigo woke up he was on the kitchen floor. His hand and tummy hurt. Not knowing what to do about his hunger he sat up, smartly not using his right hand to assist him in sitting up. His mommy was sleeping on the floor. He slowly made his way to his feet and walked to her slowly.

"Mommy…" he whispered.

"Mommy wake up…" he tried shaking her a bit with his non-booboo hand.

"Momma you gotta wake up..!"

Ichigo suddenly felt how cold she was and ran to the living room, grabbing both his blankie and the blanket from the couch when they read together. He put them both on her. And looked around and realized he was afraid to be in the kitchen. He looked up and grabbed the edge of the bag of bread that had been left on the counter and pulled it off. He pulled out three pieces and pulled the crusts off, he could barely swallow them down they were so dry. He eventually figured out that he could eat his bread in the bathroom and then stand on the toilet and turn the sink on to drink the water. It wasn't very filling and by the time lunch came around, he was starving again, and he had run out of bread. He started crying again and kept at it until his hand hurt again. He looked at it and walked to the closet in the bathroom and looked for the white booboo box. Once he found it he looked for the brown bottle that was always near it incase he scraped a knee or something. He found it and, after difficulty opening it with one hand and poured the foul smelling fluid all over his hand. He let out a cry as it stung and a tear left his eye. He made his way to rinse the evil liquid off in the sink and cried as it hurt more. He patted it dry with a towel as gently as he could before going back to the box. After about ten minutes his hand was completely covered in little band aids. The phone rang. Ichigo rushed to it and yanked on the cord and brought it to his ear after picking it up off the ground.

"Hello!"

A voice chuckled, "Hello Ichigo. It's Byakuya's grandfather. May I speak to your mother?"

Ichigo frowned,

"Mommy's not awake yet I think…"

The old man sounded confused,

"Really now? At this hour?"

"Mhmm! I think something’s wrong Mr. Kuchiki.. And I'm hungry!"

"Hungry? What's wrong Ichigo, when did you last eat?"

"A while ago but all I could reach was the bread and it barely filled me...”

"When was your mother last awake Ichigo?" The man's voice sounded hurried.

"Lunch time—"

"She just went to sleep? Where is she?"

"On the kitchen floor near the stove. Yesterday not today!"

"Oh no. Wait on the couch for me, do not touch her. We'll be there shortly. Byakuya call Kis-"

He hung up. Ichigo frowned. Why couldn't he touch his mommy? Was she sick? Was that why she was so cold? He let he phone dangle on the corn since he couldn't hang up and sat on the couch like Mr. Kuchiki said. Was he gonna say to call Kisuke? He smiled, maybe they were all gonna have a play date! They hadn't had one of those in a while. He just hoped his momma was gonna be alright...



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