Encounter

Ryuuken raised his bow once more, taking aim at the Hollow that towered over him. The slavering creature had attacked him on his way home from the hospital, wrecking his car and chasing him into Karakura Community Park, which was thankfully deserted at this time of night. Firing off a flurry of arrows, he jumped over a massive paw that would have crushed him had he not moved. Infuriatingly the attack had as much effect as the last few did: absolutely none.

"Your soul smells delicious, human. Stand still so I can eat you." The creature still drooled even as it spoke, sending thick ropes of spiritual saliva across the park. Ryuuken dodged these on principle, not wanting canine Hollow fluids all over one of his work suits.

"I do not think so." Ryuuken vanished from view, using Hirenkyaku to get out of range of the Hollow. "I will not become a meal for some overgrown canine."

"I can still smell you." The creature's head swung in Ryuuken's direction, its grotesque mask fixed in a permanent parody of a grin. "You can't hide."

"I wasn't trying to." Ryuuken fired another volley, this time at the Hollow's side. Once more they were absorbed into its thick hide. The Hollow retaliated with a swipe of its massive paw, almost hitting Ryuuken as he Hirenkyaku'd away again.

'It seems to be absorbing the reiryoku in my arrows as they hit it. No matter what angle I attack from, it will probably be the same,' he thought, crouched under a play set, watching the Hollow lumber towards him, its head swinging from side to side as it tried to catch his scent. 'I do not have my Seele Schneider or any gintou on me. How foolish, to assume that I would not be attacked before I reached home. I am getting to be almost as careless as Uryuu.'

"Come out, little human. I promise it won't be painful. Much." The Hollow lashed out, destroying the play set with one hit, and forcing Ryuuken into the open once more. Before he could move, Ryuuken found himself trapped beneath that same paw, his left arm pinned to his side, unable to breathe as it pressed down onto him. "I found you."

The slavering jaws loomed closer and closer as Ryuuken struggled to free his arm so he could rematerialise and draw his bow, to make one last attempt at defeating the creature before he was consumed and turned into one himself. Suddenly the tip of a sword appeared, directly between the eyes of the canine mask, and the Hollow screamed as it dissolved away into a million tiny points of light.

"Took you long enough, Shinigami," Ryuuken spat, as soon as he was able to breathe again. "Were you sleeping, or are you just that incompetent at locating reiryoku?"

"That isn't very nice of you, insulting the person who saved you from becoming Hollow food." Ryuuken froze at the sound of the answering voice, one that was similar to one he knew, but at the same time very different. It was cold, taunting, and it sent shivers down Ryuuken's spine.

"Who are you and what have you done with Kurosaki?" Ryuuken drew his bow again, this time pointing it at the pale creature that wore the form of his friend's only son.

"King is here, and yet he is not here." The creature looked amused, and it began to prowl slowly around Ryuuken. "As for who I am - I am King's Hollow. His rage and his bloodlust and the other half of his strength."

Ryuuken remembered Isshin mentioning something like this, about the younger Kurosaki somehow gaining a Hollow side during a training session gone slightly wrong with that exile Urahara. He hadn't thought it would be able to manifest like this though.

"What are you doing here, Hollow?" Ryuuken kept his bow trained on the apparition as it circled him, not letting the monster get behind him at any time. He couldn't trust a Hollow, not for a second, even if it did wear his friend's son's face.

"Maa, calling me that hurts my feelings." Ryuuken didn't think the Hollow sounded hurt, just amused and sadistic. "Why don't you call me Ichigo instead?"

"I will not call you by that name, Hollow. I don't know what your game is, but you will return that body to its rightful owner." Ryuuken fired a single arrow, a warning shot that grazed the Hollow's cheek and opened a small cut that bled black.

"No?" The Hollow was unfazed by the shot, its black and gold eyes shining with amusement. "Then call me Shirosaki. King hasn't seen fit to name me, but that sounds like the kind of unimaginative name he would come up with."

"Shirosaki?" Ryuuken had to admit that the name suited it, with his white hair, skin and clothes, but he would not bow to this Hollow's whims. "Do not play with me, Hollow. What do you want?"

"So boring." Ryuuken jerked as the Hollow used shunpo to vanish and reappear directly behind him. A cold hand wrapped around his right wrist, forcing it away from his bow, the notched arrow disappearing as his hand lost contact with the string, and a muscular arm wrapped around his waist and held him flush against the Hollow's stolen body. "What if I want to play with you?"

"Release me, Hollow." Ryuuken elbowed his captor in the ribs with his free arm, earning a grunt and a chuckle of amusement before his hand was trapped against its waist. "I mean it."

"Say my name and I'll let you go," the Hollow whispered, warm breath ghosting across Ryuuken's cheek. "All it is is four little syllables."

"I refuse. You are a Hollow, a filthy parasite, and as such you are unworthy of a name." Ryuuken ignored the sharp teeth nibbling delicately upon his ear, and the long-fingered hand playing with his belt. He wouldn't give such pathetic tactics the attention that they were aiming for.

"If you wish to play like that..." The Hollow's weight vanished, an instant before Ryuuken found himself flying through the air, pain exploding in his stomach from the punch. He hit the ground hard, and before he could scramble back to his feet the Hollow was on him again, straddling his waist and pinning his arms above his head with one strong hand. "I can play rough as well."

The Hollow tore Ryuuken's jacket and shirt open, scattering buttons everywhere, and splaying its hand across Ryuuken's chest. Pausing for a second, it regarded Ryuuken with half-lidded eyes and licked its lips. "If I let go of your arms, will you behave?"

"Listen, you..."

"What am I saying? Of course you won't." The Hollow grinned and removed its hand from Ryuuken's chest, moving it to its own waist instead. "And it's annoying to have to keep your hands pinned, so you'll have to put up with this." Ryuuken tried and failed to break free as the Hollow removed his sash and tied his hands with it, wrapping it securely around not only his wrists but most of his forearms as well. This imposter was just too strong to fight at such close range.

"Much better." The Hollow sat back to admire its handiwork, grinding its hips slowly against Ryuuken's the entire time. "Now you can't run away, my beautiful little Quincy."

"I am not your anything, Hollow!" Ryuuken hissed, glaring up at the Hollow. "Let me go this instant and I won't kill you as soon I can draw my bow."

"Are you so certain that you could kill me, knowing that you might also be killing King? Could you be the one to explain that to his friends? To his family? To his allies in Soul Society who would hunt you down like a dog for killing a Shinigami?" The Hollow laughed as Ryuuken looked away, its sadistic grin growing even larger. "Of course you couldn't, which is why I can do anything I want to you."

The Hollow slipped its hands into Ryuuken's trouser pockets, turning them inside out while looking for whatever had just crossed its mind. Smirking, it held up his prize, a tube of lubricant that he'd used that morning at work, when someone had come into the emergency department with an unsuitable object lodged in his rectum. Not that he would explain that to this Hollow.

"Someone's a kinky little bastard. Were you hoping to get some tonight? Is there someone at home, waiting for you to come and fuck them? Or would you the one getting fucked?" The Hollow leaned down and licked a line from Ryuuken's sternum to his neck, its cool saliva raising goosebumps on already cold skin. "I guess they'll have to wait a while, since you're so busy having fun with me."

"I do not know what your definition of fun is, Hollow, but I assure you that I do not in any way find this pleasurable." Ryuuken hoped that the moan that was fighting to leave his throat didn't show in his words as the Hollow carefully, almost gently, caressed his balls.

"Certain parts of you seem to disagree." The Hollow laughed, a cold, cruel sound that tore at Ryuuken's senses. "Funny, I always thought that Quincy would have small dicks, since they act so girly and shit. Or maybe that's just your son, huh?"

"Leave my son out of this!" Ryuuken's voice trailed off into a scream as the Hollow's mouth engulfed his now throbbing cock. The still-grinning creature wasn't fighting fair at all in Ryuuken's opinion, and he intended to tell it as much once he was capable of speaking coherently again. Ryuuken writhed under the Hollow's grip, thrusting up and into its mouth in an attempt to gag it and force it to release his cock.

"Pushy bastard," the Hollow muttered as it pulled back, a string of saliva trailing from the corner of its mouth. Ryuuken panted underneath it, torn between telling the Hollow where to go and asking, not begging, never begging, it to finish the job that it had started. "You like my mouth that much, do you?"

"Untie me this instant, Hollow, and we will forget all about this... insanity." Ryuuken glared at the Hollow, willing the damned creature to move and let him up.

"I don't think so, Quincy. I haven't finished having my fun yet." The Hollow raised itself to its knees and slowly, teasingly, undid the ties of its hakama and pulled them down, revealing pure white skin inch by torturous inch. Ryuuken wasn't surprised that the Hollow didn't seem to think that underwear was a necessity, and he gulped as he saw the generously sized erection that the Hollow was proudly displaying. It wasn't as large as his own, but it was decently sized for a teenager such as the one whose body this Hollow had stolen.

"You wouldn't dare..." Ryuuken wasn't so sure now. What had seemed like a twisted joke on the Hollow's part was now starting to feel so much more real, more threatening.

A slick hand wrapped around his cock, and the Hollow chuckled, leaning down to whisper softly in Ryuuken's ear. "Don't worry, Quincy-chan, I have no intention of filling that ass of yours, as wonderful as it looks."

"What do you..." Ryuuken gasped as the Hollow impaled itself on his cock, engulfing the straining organ in tight, dry coolness. Strong hands pressed his shoulders down, stopping his attempt to sit up and wrap his still-bound arms around the Hollow's neck, preventing him from flipping them both over and pounding into the cool body in an attempt to warm it up. The Hollow rode him hard, moans and gasps slipping from its throat as they both raced towards climax. The last shreds of Ryuuken's reluctance slipped away as orgasm approached, his body's needs forcing his conscious mind away.

Suddenly the Hollow stopped, one hand moving to hold Ryuuken's hips still as it looked down with a wicked smirk. "Say my name and I'll let you come, Quincy. Otherwise..." it left the threat trail off, and Ryuuken gulped. Uryuu was staying at his apartment tonight, having demanded more training for his powers. If he saw this then there would be questions asked, and Ryuuken wasn't positive that he could think of an appropriate excuse.

"Just move already... Shirosaki," Ryuuken muttered the name barely loud enough for the Hollow to hear. It seemed to be satisfied though, since it began to move again, faster this time, its head dipping to suck and nip at Ryuuken's neck. The hand that had been restraining Ryuuken's hip moved to its cock, and the sight of the beautiful, pale teenager jerking himself off whilst riding Ryuuken's cock was too much, and he screamed as he came.

"Knew you could do it," the Hollow drawled, looking down at Ryuuken with amusement. "Unfortunately, King is waking up. See you some other time." The body atop of Ryuuken arched, drawing in a deep breath as pale skin, hair and clothes flushed with colour and the black sclera and gold irises faded to normal-looking brown eyes.

"What... what's going on? Ishida-san?" Great, just perfect. Now Ryuuken had a confused, probably angry and powerful Shinigami to deal with. White-hot reiatsu flared around them, pressing Ryuuken into the ground and driving the breath from his lungs until he gathered his own reiatsu as a defence. Kurosaki looked down at him in confusion and horror, his strong hands gripping Ryuuken's shoulders so hard he could feel his collarbones starting to give way.

"Carefully move from on top of me, Kurosaki-kun, and untie me," Ryuuken ordered calmly and quietly. Kurosaki blushed brightly and refused to look at Ryuuken as he did as he was told, wincing as he pulled free of Ryuuken's now flaccid penis. While retying his sash he limped over to where the Hollow had dropped his zanpakutou and slung the massive black blade over his back. Only then did he turn back to Ryuuken, head held high and a defiant look on his face.

"We never, ever speak of this again." Ryuuken nodded, not seeing any reason to argue with the angry Shinigami. "Good. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a Hollow to deal with." Kurosaki flickered away in a burst of shunpo, leaving Ryuuken alone in the park, feeling dirty and extremely used.

"Good luck, Shinigami. You'll need it."