Chapter 12

News had spread quickly of his turning in the vampire's society.

Many vampires thought he should be burned while others greeted him with open arms.

He was allowed into the hive but he would not venture far, still untrusting.

Shiro urged him to go out, taking him for strolls around the gardens he had to admit were beautiful.

But at the sight of another vampire his hand would twitch for the sword that was no longer there. Shiro would notice and distract him, but they both knew it would take time before he could ever be some what normal regarding his own species.

Ichigo found it hard to even consider himself his species. It was too much too soon.

But their mornings while most slept, Ichigo found it hard too.

He would stare at the closed balcony doors, and with each day it grew harder and harder to convince himself that he was human.

It became real when he opened them.

The sun had burned him, his screams loud and animalistic as he shut the doors and fell to his knees, holding his face as all he could do was scream out his agony.

Was that what a vampire had to face when they pushed them into the sun? If so, no pain, would ever be able to rival it. It was a pain worse than death.

Shiro did not let him leave the room after that, fearing he would kill himself.

Ichigo didn't blame him.

He opened his eyes.

The sound of the rain outside was loud, rattling against the balcony doors loudly.

Ichigo sat up, looking down to Shiro who slept next to him. He had found it so easily to accept who he was now, Ichigo thinking that he saw him as his lover and not who he was now.

Ichigo snorted, lifting the blankets and getting off the bed. He always had a hard time taking him for what he was.

He walked to the doors and opened them, knowing no one would be awake right now.

He walked down the halls with little thought of where he was going, his feet carrying him almost as if he slept walked.

He stopped in the middle of the hallway, his hand twitching at his side. He turned to see the blue haired man not far behind him, his lips turning down into a frown as he growled lowly.

The blue haired man raised a hand.

"Shut up," he told him, Ichigo narrowing his eyes.

"I am not here to hurt y-"

"Oh you conveyed that very well last time," Ichigo interrupted, the man's lips turning up into a smirk.

"You never change do you?" he asked, standing taller, the smirk still present but not holding anything behind it.

"Unless I want to be burned at the stake I can't go near you anymore," he told him, Ichigo growling.

"Then why are you here?" he snarled, the man's smirk faltering slightly.

"I merely wish to apologize for my earlier behavior," he told him, Ichigo about to say something but stopped when a hand was clasped on the man's shoulder, the man looking over his shoulder and paling.

"I think it is time for you to leave, Grimmjow," Shiro's low voice said, Ichigo frowning as the man named Grimmjow nodded, looking back to Ichigo before turning and walking away.

"I didn't need your help," Ichigo growled when Grimmjow turned the corner, Shiro snorting.

"Until we can start training I am always going to protect you," Shiro told him, Ichigo gritting his teeth.

"I don't need protection!" he barked, gasping when Shiro grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wall, Ichigo looking to him with an angry though scared glare.

"Until you can fight back against an attack like this, or any other vampire…" Shiro let him go, touching a finger to his bruising skin that already showed signs of healing.

"I'll protect you."

Ichigo went to push him away but Shiro caught his wrist, leaning in close till they shared nearly the same breath.

"I want to show you something," he whispered against his lips, Ichigo's cheeks becoming a deep shade of red.

"We are in a hallway you imbecile!" he growled, Shiro smirking.

"That I'll show you later," he chuckled, Ichigo still a light shade of red as he kissed him, the kiss chaste.

Shiro pulled away and let go of his wrist, pressing in a stone behind Ichigo, smirking when he jumped as the wall moved in then to the side loudly enough to wake the dead, exposing a stairway that led into darkness.

"I want to show you this," Shiro whispered as he took his hand, Ichigo swallowing as he led him down.

The stairs seemed never ending but with Shiro guiding him it felt like the walk was cut short as leveled stone replaced stairs.

Ichigo gaped.

The room was beautiful in a way he couldn't explain, walking further into it, releasing Shiro's hand.

He levitated to the carved woman in stone, touching his hand to hers.

"This is Lilith," Shiro told him, Ichigo pulling his hand away as he turned to him, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

How come it felt like… He had been here before?

He turned back to the statue of Lilith, looking into her eyes.

He could have sworn she was looking at him…

"She is our mother, the very first vampire," Shiro told him as he stepped behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist, touching his lips to Ichigo's neck.

"Why do I feel as if I know her?" Ichigo whispered as he looked down to the babies surrounding her feet and the water, seeing specks of gold on the fountains floor.

"I brought you here before," Shiro told him, looking up to the statue.

"We had made love right here too," he told him, Ichigo lips pulling into a smirk as he turned in his embrace to look at him.

"Why would I do that?" Ichigo asked, Shiro smirking as he kissed him.

"Because you loved me," Shiro whispered against his lips.

"And you wanted to make our love official by showing our love to our mother," Shiro whispered, Ichigo laughing before pushing him away.

He didn't know why but he couldn't find his anger here, couldn't call upon it as he stood in front of the statue of the woman he was told was the one that started all of this.

He wanted to be angry, wanted to scream at her, but for some reason, he felt she didn't have the choice either.

He turned to Shiro with a smile, walking up to him and kissing him.

He pulled away and smirked.

"Let's make it official again," he whispered, Shiro raising an eyebrow as Ichigo grabbed his hand and led him back to the fountain, sitting him down on the edge before sitting in his lap, Shiro seeming surprised when he kissed him again.

Their tongues slid against each other, twisting and coating each other with saliva, Ichigo pulling away and panting as he took off his shirt.

That day they made love till the rise of the moon under the gaze of Lilith, her lips, if Ichigo wasn't mistaken as he looked to her, pulled into a small smile.

Author's note: Lilith was the first wife of Adam and created the same way he was but refused to birth his children. She married Archangel Samuel and had many of his kids but God had them all killed. She was rumored to suck the blood of human children in revenge of the one's she had lost. She was known to be the first vampire and the first succubus. There were many after her.

By the way story done.