Desperation

“What the fuck do you think we want?!”

Ichigo looked shocked when Renji moved suddenly, knocking the blue haired man back against the wall hard enough to make his head impact with a solid thud. He stood, frozen, for a few more moments before pushing away from the wall and grabbing Renji before he could hurt the stranger any more. “Come on Renji, we don’t even know if this is the right guy.” He said, tugging Renji backwards hard before his fist could impact Grimmjow’s tattooed jaw. He knew it would not be a good idea to beat the guy up before they got him to talk or he wouldn’t talk and they would never find Ishida.

“Didn’t you read his fucking journal?!” Renji yelled, suddenly turning on Ichigo and pushing him back. “Ohhh, yeah, that’s right, you couldn’t because you wouldn’t believe it!” He spun around towards Grimmjow again, grabbing him before he could walk away and pushing him back against the wall. “Bright blue hair…pale skin, wacky skeletal jaw on the side of his face…this IS the guy.” He said, almost spitting on Grimmjow before deciding to grab his jaw roughly, turning his head to show the tattoo. “This is the guy that fucking drugged him then raped him!” He yanked hard before pulling away, causing Grimmjow’s neck to snap painfully. “We want Ishida and you know it!”

Grimmjow winced, reaching up touch his already abused neck as he stood there. He hadn’t expected the boys the find Ishida so fast…well, to find him so fast and he definitely hadn’t expected to be recognized because the boy described him so well in that damned journal he wrote. “Well, I don’t believe it could be called rape since he asked for it.” He murmured, grinning ferally. He didn’t even wince when he was smacked across the face, having expected it. He rubbed his jaw, the infuriating grin still there as he watched the clearly pissed off teens standing across from him. “But you’re going to have to tell me which Ishida you’re looking for before I can help you at all.”

Ichigo actually let go of Renji at those words, looking fairly shocked at Grimmjow’s words. “You have both of them?” He asked, his eyes wide from the revelation. He jerked when he was shaken from behind, Chad’s way of forcing him back to reality before he even tried speaking again. “So you admit you have him? What the fuck are you doing to him? He’s not going to take drugs anymore, he promised and now you’re fucking him up again?!” He was clearly angry now, his own hands in fists as he advanced on the blue haired man. The quickly controlled look of utter sadness on Grimmjow’s face made Ichigo stop and tilt his head a bit as he tried to understand it. “Come on…just tell us where he is.” He said, his voice a lot calmer as he stayed where he was, only half way noticing when Chad pulled Renji into his arms.

Grimmjow looked away, his arms crossed over his chest as he debated what to say. He didn’t ever want to admit it to Ryuuken but…he liked Uryuu…he didn’t want the kid to die and he knew he would if he went much longer without medical attention of some kind. He swallowed before blanking his face and looking back at the orange haired teen that looked more depressed now then angry. “Ishida Uryuu is…in the care of his father, Ishida Ryuuken…” He wanted the teen to be saved but he also knew that he couldn’t betray Ryuuken. He knew first hand just what the elder Ishida’s anger was like…just how bad his ‘toy’ was injured when he was upset…he was just glad he wasn’t the toy right now.

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Grimmjow…

Bright blue hair…

Matching eyes…

The strange, skeletal jaw on the side of his face…

He might be gorgeous…but he’s the worst mistake I ever made…

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“There has to be something here.” Ichigo murmured, looking through the obsessively neat desk in Ishida’s bedroom. Ever since that night at the club, he had been searching for Ishida just as maniacally as Renji was. He knew something was wrong…Ishida hated his father so why would he willingly decide to let his father take care of him? It just didn’t make sense, Ishida had been perfectly happy at his house…why would he disappear one night and decide to stay with his dad without even giving him a phone call? It just wasn’t right.

“What’s this?” Ichigo said softly, pulling out another journal that looked very much like the one they had found in Ishida’s school bag. He fell back on the back and flipped open the journal to random page, swallowing nervously as he started to read. The last time he had read one of Ishida’s journals; his life had totally changed…what was going to happen this time?

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“His dad was abusing him.”

Renji and Chad both jumped when the journal was dropped on the couch between them, the sudden opening of the door an Ichigo’s swift movements hadn’t surprised them but the sudden outburst had. “Why do you say that?” Chad asked, picking up the journal and flipping it open lazily.

“Just read some of that journal, almost every other damned page talks about what that bastard was doing to him! It’s no surprise he turned to drugs!” Ichigo said, his arms flailing a bit as he looked between the brunette and red head. His heart was beating like crazy and his breath was panting. He was so upset, he didn’t know what to do…but he knew they had to find Ishida and NOW.

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My father…can I really call him that anymore?

My father…he’s the one that drove me to this…

It’s his fault I started doing drugs…his abuse…

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It was actually fairly easy to find Ishida after reading the new journal. Once they had gotten through all the descriptions of his abuse and what had driven him to drugs, they found a small, almost unreadable, note in the corner.

If I go missing, I know where he would keep me…the basement of the club, in a room with only one window and one entrance…my own personal hell…

Once they got into the club again, they went straight for the hallway they had met Grimmjow in earlier. The blue haired man was nowhere to be found but there was traces of new paint on the walls…that looked conspicuously like arrows and who were they not to follow them? They found the room at the end of a dark hall, the only room with a single entrance…and a padlock. It was Chad that decided to take the easy way and just knock down the door…something neither Ichigo or Renji had ever knew the silent giant was capable of.

Ichigo almost flew into the room, skidding to the ground and falling hard on his knees. He pulled Ishida’s nonresponsive body into his arms, a whine coming from his throat as he noticed all the blood…too much blood and how…cold Ishida was. “Come on Ishida…we have you please…Ishida…” The tears were flowing again as he held the other teen to his body, trying to warm him from his own body heat. He was too cold…he needed to be warmed up…he couldn’t go through this…not again…please…not again “We’re here…Uryuu…we’re here…”

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The spluttering breath made Ichigo jump before smiling widely and holding Ishida even closer. “Yes, that’s it, just breathe, we have you now.” He rocked Ishida a bit, looking up with a appreciative look on his face when Chad laid his rather large jacket over Ishida’s trembling form. He mouthed the words thank you before tucking the jacket tighter around Ishida body as he pulled the pale teen farther into his lap. “You’ll be ok, we’re going to get you out of here, just keep breathing…I have you.”

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Ichigo refused to go to sleep at the hospital this time; he didn’t want to have another…dream like before. He was going to stay awake until he got to see Ishida again…until he got to see him alive and breathing again. It was a remarkably short time before he was being led back into the ICU, the nurse speaking softly to him as they walked. He knew it wasn’t normal for people to be allowed in the ICU but he was told he was a special case…he was being asked for and Ishida was getting far too agitated without him there. He smiled when he walked into the room, gently sliding his hand around Ishida’s and looking down at him. “It’s ok Uryuu…I’m here for you, just calm down.”

Ishida looked up with slightly panicked eyes, the heart rate monitor beating rapidly showing just how…upset and out of sorts he was. “You’re really here?” He asked, sniffling a bit as his eyes filled with tears. “You really saved me?” He murmured, wincing and gasping when he tried to take a deep breath. He had four broken ribs along with other damage to his body…including a broken left arm. “Ichigo…” He didn’t care about the pain right now though, he needed his best friend…he needed to know this wasn’t all just a very good dream. “Is this real?”

“It’s real.” Ichigo said softly, brushing his hand through Ishida’s hair as he leaned down a bit, knowing the Ishida’s eyes had to hurt since he hadn’t had his glasses in such a long time. “We saved you…we’ll protect you so calm down Uryuu, I’m here for you.” He smiled again at that before looking slightly confused when Ishida pulled him a bit closer. He cocked his head a bit, his cheeks starting to heat up from how close their faces were. “Uryuu?”

“Prove it.” Ishida said softly, tilting his head up a bit more. “Prove to me this is real…kiss me.” He murmured, letting his eyes flutter closed.

Ichigo smiled and leaned closer, barely brushing their lips together. He hadn’t been expecting it but he was more then happy to oblige as it was something he had wanted to do for such a long time. “My pleasure.” He said before dipping his head down.

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AN: Look, another chapter!

*Smiles* Well, I just needed to get this out, I hope you guys like it!

Lookie!! Ishida!

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