demonluver: Hello everyone, I'm finally back, before we begin, I would like to give everyone an explanation as to why I haven't updated in so long.

Ichigo: Because you're lazy?

demonluver: *hits Ichigo with a frying pan* No. It's because we're reaching the climax, moron! As you know, this is my first fanfiction that has been more than a one shot, and I have never written anything this long. Therefore, writing this has been hard for me. I kept trying to come up with ideas for how I should present this, and then as soon as I wrote them, I didn't like it and had to edit it so much that it became nearly unreadable. Then I restarted again. This is the final draft, and it's taken a long time to get to this point. There are only a few chapters left (probably three or four) so please bear with me.

demonluver: Another thing I would like everyone to note is that I am doing a lot of telling instead of showing for this chapter. If too many people leave reviews saying that they are confused about that is going on, I will try to rewrite this chapter yet again. However, the reason that I am telling and not showing is for the sake of time. I am honestly really tired with this story. When I look back on the earlier chapters, I become ashamed of my writing style. I began this in the middle of my freshman year, and I am beginning my junior year in a few months. My writing style has changed over this time, and I would really like to work on some fresh fanfics.

Kisshu: No funny skit this time folks, just on with the story!

Ichigo took a shallow breath as she opened her eyes. Her entire body was aching, muscles limp and sore. Ichigo tried to turn her head, earning a couple cracks as her bones popped. Her efforts were useless, for there was only darkness in whatever room she was in.

"H-Hey..." Ichigo rasped out. Her throat burned and felt scratchy. "Hey...!" She thrashed around, gradually waking up. "What's going on?" Her voice echoed around her, causing her ears to ring unpleasantly.

Behind her, Ichigo heard a door open as light shone through, giving her a vague idea of where she was. It appeared to be a dungeon of sorts, with walls made out of a dark cobblestone. Chains and manacles, like the ones that held her, were dangling off the walls.

Weakly, Ichigo opened her mouth. "Who are you?" She managed to gasp out. Her lungs were screaming for water. How long had she been there? A week? Two weeks? Her brain was scrambled, and try as she might, Ichigo could not come up with an answer.

"Isn't it obvious?" The voice in the dark asked, still hidden out of Ichigo's sight.

Ichigo recognized the voice. "Masaya..."

Behind her, a cruel, dark laugh rung out. "No, not anymore..." At the edge of her vision, Ichigo could see a robed figure walk around her. In the dim light, she was able to see him. Clothed in a royal blue, the pale skin of the man who was once Masaya practically glowed with the light that was pouring into the dungeon. His black hair had grown well past his waist. But the most startling thing about him was his eyes. They had become a piercing light blue, and by simply looking at her, he sent chills down her spine.

Ichigo struggled to speak, discovering that her mouth had gone dry. "Who are you really?"

The man smiled. "My name was Masaya... but I have grown weary of that title..." He moved so that his lips were practically touching her ear. "My name now... is Deep Blue."

Ichigo froze in terror, heart pounding. The man in front of her laughed cruelly. Gasping for air, she spoke in a hushed voice:

"Where's Kisshu?"

Throwing his ex-fiancée against the wall, Kisshu glared intensely at Meredith. "Where is she?" He bellowed, wrapping one hand around her neck. Throughout all of this, Meredith remained surprisingly calm.

Meredith smirked. "What makes you think I have any idea where that human has gotten to?" She asked Kisshu coldly. "Maybe she just dumped your sorry ass."

Kisshu growled and tightened his hold on Meredith's neck. "I've been looking for two weeks." He said in a dangerously low voice. "You are the last possible person who could have done it, so I ask you again," Kisshu brought one of his daggers to Meredith's stomach and pricked her with it. A drop of blood rolled down her smooth white skin. "Where is she?"

Meredith, who had begun choking at this point, grabbed Kisshu's arm with both hands. "If you kill me..." She rasped out. "That human will die."

Kisshu began drilling his sword into her, slowly. "I am not going to ask you again." He muttered. "I will kill you." Kisshu felt Meredith's breathing become labored, he felt the sweat under his hold on her. Bringing his mouth to her ear, Kisshu whispered.

"Where is Ichigo?"

Flying above the houses of Tokyo, a cloaked man stopped as he stared down at the rooftops below. Searching quietly, he was able to make out the girl he had been looking for inside one of the windows. He smiled, teeth glinting as the sun set. The stranger looked upon the green haired girl. His newest victim.

Inside her house, Lettuce was worried sick. It had almost been a month since Ichigo had been seen, as well as Ryou, for that matter. She knew that Ichigo needed Kisshu to survive, and she knew for a fact that Ichigo was not with Kisshu.

Lettuce remembered quite vividly the day that Ichigo's mother and father had shown up at the Mew Cafe, on Thanksgiving day, for that matter, demanding to know where Ichigo was. She saw how terrified they were, asking if "that Kisshu boy" had anything to do with it. Ichigo had never been outside all night before, and they could not reach her on their cell phones.

Kisshu and Pai showed up at the Cafe about an hour later, with Kisshu demanding to know where Ichigo was. Naturally, a fight ensued between Kisshu and Ichigo's father, but with everyone's help they managed to keep each other from breaking the other's neck.

After this, they all began searching. It had taken two days of fruitless effort before Ichigo's parents insisted that they call the police. Another week had gone by, and Lettuce was beginning to lose hope. Even Pudding had stopped smiling and dancing out of fear for her friend. Kisshu, on the other hand, was relentless in his search for Ichigo. Pai had shown up at her house daily to make sure nothing had happened to her, and told Lettuce that Kisshu had barely eaten nor slept ever since Ichigo had gone missing.

Lettuce felt a slight fluttering in her chest as she looked out of her window. As worried as she was for Ichigo and Kisshu, Lettuce couldn't help but enjoy the daily talk she had with Pai. Ever since he kissed her, Pai had remained on the far end of Lettuce's bed as they spoke to each other. After a while, he became more relaxed, but still refrained from touching her.

Lettuce's face lit up with a blush as she remembered what he had told her the night before. 'I want to keep you safe from harm, Lettuce. I don't want the same thing that happened to Ichigo to happen to you as well. I will... protect you with my life.' It sounded just like something out of one of her romance novels.

Lettuce heard a ripple in the air behind her as she recognized it as the sound of an alien teleporting. 'Strange...' She thought. 'Pai always knocks on my window before coming in...'

Lettuce had no chance to turn around before a cloth was placed over her mouth. She was unconscious before she could reach for the pendant in her pocket.

Ichigo looked up at her captor. He was nothing like the Masaya she remembered. Cold and cruel, she expected no mercy from him. Turning away and trying to combat the fear that was arising in her stomach, Ichigo tried to think back to the events after Halloween.

She remembered she and Kisshu had left the haunted house. She remembered several dates after that, and remembered inviting him over for Thanksgiving. He had seemed hesitant at first, but as Ichigo had pleaded with him and gave him puppy eyes, Kisshu eventually gave in.

Ichigo had been shopping for food the day before Thanksgiving when someone grabbed her from behind. She tried to fight back, but felt a cloth being put over her mouth that reeked of chemicals. Ichigo could see many people passing by, but they did nothing to help her. It was almost as if she was invisible.

'Mom and Dad must be so worried...' Ichigo thought as she began shaking with fear. What would happen to her? 'The Mews and Kisshu must be looking everywhere for me...' Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a sharp pain in her pelvis. Letting out a shriek, she doubled over in pain, the chains holding her clanging together. Gasping, Ichigo began to convulse violently.

Deep Blue turned to her and laughed. "I almost forgot your unfortunate illness." He crouched down to look at Ichigo, who was shaking and sweating profusely. "Unfortunately, I am not one of those aliens, not while I inhabit this human body, so I would not be able to help you." Deep Blue looked her over. "Shame, I'd love to fuck you. Too bad Jagaimo wants you alive."

As soon as he said the name, Kisshu's older brother stepped out of the shadows. Ichigo's eyes widened in fear.

He chuckled. "Surprised to see me, Ichigo?"

Ichigo growled. "Not really. You're the only one insane enough to come up with this anyway."

Jagaimo smiled. "Good." He walked closer to her until they were face to face. "You've been a constant torn in my side since the day I met you."

Ichigo scoffed. "Funny, the feeling's mutual."

Jagaimo's calm face turned into a glower. "I thought that, being my brother's enemy, you would kill him as soon as you woke up from your lust-induced trance. But no-" He looked at her scornfully. "You fell in love with him." Jagaimo spit out in disgust.

Ichigo tried to remain brave. "Well, that was just poor planning on your part, wasn't it?"

Jagaimo's gaze turned even colder. "And because of this, I cannot ascend to the throne as I had planned. And with all of your meddling in the affairs of my worthless father, he is beginning to question whether or not we should continue our attack on Earth. The brazen old fool..."

Ichigo glared at him. "Then maybe you shouldn't have infected me with that insane potion of yours, huh?"

Jagaimo smiled. "I assure you, I will not make the same mistake again. I have already chosen a far more suitable test subject, someone less troublesome than you." Jagaimo snapped his finger.

A figure appeared on the floor near Jagaimo's feet, unconscious and wrapped in chains. It took Ichigo less than a second to figure out who it was.

"Lettuce!"

When Kisshu teleported back onto his ship, he was met with a very angry Pai.

"I've found out where Ichigo is."

"Lettuce has been kidnapped."

Both men looked at each other solemnly.

"Jagaimo."

After Ichigo's latest outburst, a searing pain began to blaze in her stomach. She collapsed down onto the ground, exhausted. Jagaimo looked at her, laughing.

"It seems that while asleep, the injection I gave you was suspended." He looked her over as he would a test subject. "And now it's coming back to hurt you."

Ichigo managed to gasp out through the pain. "What have you done... with Lettuce?" She managed to say before crying out in pain again.

Jagaimo looked at the unconscious girl. "Oh, her?" He asked, uninterested. "I administered the same potion that I gave to you, nearly a year ago, remember?" He grinned sadistically. "All I need to do is find someone to satisfy her newfound lust. Perhaps I would be a good candidate, yes?"

At this, Ichigo felt rage boiling within her, almost stronger then the pain burning inside her. She tried desperately to reach out and grab Jagaimo's neck, to choke the life out of the vile man, but all she could manage was a weak lunge in his direction.

Jagaimo laughed. "You're pathetic." He grinned. "Maybe I shall grant you one favor."

Ichigo looked up at him, incredulous. There was an evil glint in his eye which made her tremble.

"You need DNA..." He muttered. "Why shouldn't I force mine upon you?"

Ichigo's eyes widened as she realized the implication. 'This is it...' She thought in sheer terror. 'I'm gonna get raped, and then he's gonna kill me.'

Outside Jagaimo's spaceship, Kisshu managed the controls so that he, Pai, and the Mews could land without being spotted. As the others discussed their plans for what strategy would be the best to take, Kisshu forcibly removed his seals.

A power surged within him as he felt untapped power at his fingertips. His eyesight began to turn red in anger.

'This time, Jagaimo...' Kisshu thought, clenching his fist. 'This time, only one of us is coming out alive...'

demonluver: Cliffhanger! I'm such a tease.

Kisshu: HOLY SHIT what's going to happen?

Ichigo: You never told me I would get raped!

demonluver: Too bad, my fingers are sore. Anyway, this is a message to anyone who reads this story, if you want to chat with me, I have a Skype account that I cannot mention on here because of some sort of glitch. It is on my profile though, so if anyone wants to discuss with me face to face about any ideas or suggestions, I'd be more than happy to hear them. However, I would prefer for anyone who wants to video chat with me to send me a PM on fanfiction beforehand, because I don't want any creepers to get me. Skype is completely free to download so long as you do not get any of their add ons, so please, if you want to talk to me, do so!

Kisshu: Until next time!

Ichigo: Don't let her have me get raped!