Haunted

Review Replies- NeonOranges: I figure that Ichigo has enough psychotic suitors after him and Byakuya is a nice ‘safe’ crush.
ChappytheRabbit: There is a lot more Shirosaki in this chapter, so I hope you enjoy it.
Yakumo: I only use Renji as the bad guy because I love his character so much! Really.
MasterAkira: Rukia really is a good friend, but I think a lot of times in yaoi fan fiction she is underplayed because she’s a girl. But Rukia can be friends with Renji and Ichigo and not be a rival love interest.
Shadowkittae: As much as I love reading and writing rough love, a lot of sappiness seeps into my fics =D
Kunitsu: Byakuya really is sweet. =3

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Haunted: Chapter 9

Go figure that when I finally look forward to having Shirosaki around to distract me, he wasn’t anywhere to be seen. Not that I went to go look for him, because I really didn’t want to see alive him. The him that was alive…just thinking about that hurt my brain.

My parents and my sister were going over to uncle Sousuke’s to have dinner and spend the night, but I didn’t want to go. My parents understood that I wanted to be alone although mom pressed me to see if I would feel better after I got out for a bit. I politely declined.

So now I was left alone in my room, not really sleeping but dozing. When it began to get dark out, I didn’t even bother to get up to turn the light on. My breathing was just starting to even out when a loud crash woke me. I leapt to my feet, my heart beating a millions miles a minute as I tried to figure out what was going on.

I held still for a moment and then I heard it. A slight creak in the floorboards, someone was in the house, and it wasn’t my parents or my sisters. I slowly moved across the carpeted floor to the door, trying to walk as quietly as I could. I opened my door and cursed how loud it sounded to my ears. Peaking out slowly, I bit my lip when I saw that my parent’s door was open and light was spilling out of it.

I heard somebody in there going through their room and turning things about and realized that this must be the burglar who had been hitting the houses near us. I swallowed harshly and inched towards the stair case, hitting myself mentally for hiding my cell phone under the couch cushion.

I heard the person muttering to themselves under their breath as I inched closer. Just as I was almost past the door and to the staircase, my body turned to ice.

“Well well, what do we have here?” I recognized that voice. But ghosts didn’t make floor boards creak.

I ran for the stair case but Shirosaki Taikei was too quick for me. He tackled me, sending me down onto my stomach hard, making me grunt in pain as the wind was knocked out of me. “You’re that fag pretty boy, aren’t ya?”

“Fuck off!” I screamed and tried to buck him off but he forced his body flat over mine and clamped his hand over my mouth.

“Don’t go an’ alert others to my being here.” He whispered into my ear and then chuckled. “Although I doubt the neighbors will hear ya.”

He grabbed a chunk of my hair and dragged me to my feet before yanking me along the hallway. “Is this your room? How sweet. I didn’t think a fag like ya would be a rich brat.” He threw me onto my bed and I landed with a grunt.

“What do you want?” I asked, keeping my eyes on him and the door. He smirked and laid his hands on either side of my hips on the bed.

“Well I just wanted to rob some rich assholes, but then I saw ya were here, and I couldn’t resist the chance to teach a fag a lesson.” I froze as his hand slid up to grip my hip, his thumb rubbing over my hip bone.

“Asshole!” I punched him across the jaw and he staggered back a few feet. I took the opportunity to run for the door but he recovered quickly and grabbed my arm, using my momentum to easily throw me down with him on top of me. “Ugh!”

“Hold still, ya fairy!” He cursed at me and grabbed the back of my pants, yanking them down.

“No!” I screamed as I arched my back and dug my nails into the carpet as I scrambled to get away.

“Be quiet!”

“Ichigo?” I looked up to see…Shirosaki standing over us with a confused expression on his face. “What…” His eyes settled on Taikei- the live Shirosaki who didn’t seem to see Shirosaki and was pressing me into the floor hard and kissing my neck as he began to undo his belt.

“Shirosaki?”

Behind me, Taikei froze and then growled into my ear. “Ya remember my name? I’m honored.”

“Ah!” I cried out as two warm fingers were pressed inside of me and jerked at the pain. “Fuck, stop!”

“No.”

Through my slightly blurry eyes I could see Shirosaki glaring at Taikei. “Why do ya always get yourself into these kinds of situations, Ichi?” I inhaled sharply as Taikei removed his probing fingers and yanked my pants down a little farther. “That’s me…so I should be able to…” He trailed off, his eyes narrowing in determination. Just as Taikei was about to press inside of me, Shirosaki moved to possess him.

The body behind me froze and slowly his hands came down to rest on either side of my body. “Shirosaki?” I asked nervously and slowly began to shift out from underneath him when he twitched. “Shiro!” I scrambled away and stared at Shirosaki Taikei who was clutching at his head and snarling. One of his eyes was red, but the other was the black and gold that I was so familiar with.

“Ich-i-go…” Shirosaki said brokenly and reached out for me. I held still as warm fingers caressed the side of my face. “Agh!” He fell to the ground, still holding his head. “Fuck! This is…”

“What!? Shirosaki, tell me what’s going on!”

“We’re…merging…”

“What!?”

“Our minds…shit, this hurts!!!” And then he collapsed, not moving. I hesitantly crawled forward and laid my hand on his shoulder.

“Shirosaki?” I immediately pulled my hand away when he moved and let out a low groan.

He looked up. His eyes were red. “Fairy…Ichigo?”

“Shiro?”

“Shit…” He stumbled to his feet and I hesitantly rose to mine. “My memories…these aren’t mine…” He looked at me and glared. “What did ya do to me ya queer!?”

“I didn’t do anything!” I fell to the ground with Shirosaki on top of me for the third time that night.

“Liar!” His warm hands encircled my throat and tightened, making me choke. “These memories aren’t mine!”

“Sh-shiro…” I coughed out in a scratchy voice, my head throbbing from lack of oxygen. “Can’t…breathe…” For a moment I thought he was going to continue, and then a look of surprise crossed his face and he let go.

“Fuck, Ichi, I didn’t mean to…” He leaned down and pulled my hands away where I was holding my tender throat. “I’m so confused…” he pressed a light kiss to my neck and I stiffened. “I’m sorry…” he was out the door and gone in a flash, leaving me to stare up at my ceiling and wonder what the fuck had happened.

…

I called the police to report that an unknown man had broken into my family’s house, and then called my family who insisted on coming home immediately. The vague description I gave of the man who I could barely see in the dark was just someone who was taller than me with dark hair and a thick build. Nobody questioned whether I was telling the truth, and instead patted me on the shoulder and told me how brave I was.

Dad tried to give me a hug but Karin kicked him in the head and they engaged in a yelling match while Mom and Yuzu fretted over me. Rukia, who had learned what had happened drove over immediately and also began to fret until Byakuya was forced to pull her away. She gave me one long, tight hug before allowing herself to be taken home and whispered into my ear. “True love will always find you.” I puzzled over what she meant for awhile.

That night, despite all the drama, was the best sleep I had in a long while.

I didn’t see Shirosaki for three weeks after the incident where ghost-Shirosaki and alive-Shirosaki merged. I don’t know what happened, or how it happened, but I was thankful it was resolved… somewhat. I missed him, and I hated that I missed him. Sometimes I felt a cool breeze dancing across my skin and turned eagerly to see if he was there, but found nothing.

The next day, after the burglary and the thing with Shirosaki, Renji came up to the house, looking very sheepish and depressed as he hesitantly asked to talk to me. He told me that he was sorry and that he never meant to do that to me, and he knew that he didn’t deserve my forgiveness, but he was asking for it anyways.

I grudgingly gave him a second chance to be my friend and tried not to cringe when he hugged me. Rukia was wary around him and when all three of us hung out, it was awkward. But I was slowly allowing myself to see the things that attracted me to Renji in the first place and kept our relationship going for so long.

Three weeks after we had broken up and went back to being friends, he asked me out again. I was lonely and cursing myself for liking someone like Shirosaki, and needed to get my mind off of him, so I agreed. Renji yelled in happiness and then dragged me into a deep kiss, which no longer held the sway it used to for me, but I kissed back regardless.

Rukia was disappointed in me that I ‘so easily’ forgave him and was going out with him again, but I couldn’t explain all of my reasoning. Despite telling her a lot of things, I hadn’t explained what went on that night and how I had fallen for that bastard ghost who was even more of a bastard alive. The slight argument I had with her over it made me feel agitated and restless so I took a walk in the park, regardless of the time of night.

I looked up at the starry sky and frowned. It was cold. I rubbed my bare arms and found myself thinking back to my warm room when someone grabbed a hold of me and shoved me off the path and into the trees. A hand covered my mouth before I could scream and I found myself staring into the glaring red eyes of Shirosaki.

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This is almost done now; I hope that everyone is still enjoying it. I promise that everything will be explained!