Song drabble challenge~! :D

1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.

See you at the bottom~!

"Let it Rock" ~by~ Kevin Rudolf ft. lil Wayne

Ichigo grinned widely when he saw his millions of fans screaming at the top of their lungs, rising and falling like huge waves as his music blared out over the huge crowd swarming forward to get closer to him and his band mates. This was the life. He was on top of the world. It was like no one could touch him.

Looking over to his lead guitarist, a blue haired Grimmjow, and then back to the albino drummer that looked just like him, the lead singer grinned before singing his lungs out in the next chorus. The crowd went absolutely wild as they tried to lunge for either Grimmjow or Ichigo.

Shirosaki was lucky. He was safe behind his drum set as his gold eyes glinted joyously at their thousands of screaming fans screamed his name at that particular moment. Being an albino in the first place, the attention all the more deserved.

Ichigo grinned back at the albino. Hell yeah, this was the life.

"What I've Done" ~by~ Linkin Park

Shirosaki didn't regret anything that he'd done to Ichigo. Cutting him. Dragging him down with his words. Mocking him. Threatening to kill everyone that Ichigo fought so hard to protect. He didn't care that the orange head definitely hated him.

He did it to make Ichigo stronger. He did it to make his King the strongest out there. Only by threatening, mocking, hurting, tearing could he get his message across. Fight harder; stand up, fucking bastard GET UP!

He'd hiss venomously in Ichigo's dreams, his white hands clawing at the teen's subconscious to keep him alert even in his sleep. He couldn't afford to be weak. There was too much they were fighting for to lose. He had to be the strongest.

Even if it meant that they could never be the partners that Shiro wished they could be, this was better. Because Ichigo was stronger.

"Ebay" ~by~ Weird Al

Ichigo glared at the albino male clad in a used pink bathrobe that Shiro had undoubtedly pawned off some poor sucker on his drug-like Ebay obsession. Bubble wrap and empty boxes littered the orange head's room from where his crazy ass boyfriend hadn't cared to throw them away and was still glued to the computer.

"Shiro, you fucking prick, stop buying all this shit!" The teen snapped as he kicked a large empty box at the albino in his spinning chair.

Shiro swatted the box away without even looking away from the computer screen. "But Ichigo~! I'm highest bidder~!" The white haired teen exclaimed triumphantly, pointing victoriously at the screen with a black nailed finger.

Ichigo's eyebrow twitched. "I don't care!" He ripped a poster of some woman in a red one-piece swimsuit off the wall. "Stop buying all this shit!" He repeated again angrily.

"Closer" ~by~ Nine Inch Nails

Whenever somebody asked Ichigo what was the first thing that came to mind when he thought of his lover, it was white. He was pure white, an albino, and his name, Shiro, even meant white! But that sure as hell didn't mean he was pure.

The second thing was sex. His lover was a fucking machine with a never-ending libido. It seemed like the albino's twisted little world completely revolved around making the orange head writhe and beg beneath him, caught in the throes of intense passion that only the albino could give him.

Shiro didn't believe in a higher power because religion said gay union was wrong. He always said absolutely nothing was wrong with him loving Ichigo because who would NOT want to fuck the sexy orange haired teen? Ichigo always blushed and hit him in part-offense. He took it part-insult, and a twisted part-compliment.

The albino had irresistible charm and could smooth talk Ichigo into anything that involved sex. Which, more often that not, was VERY dirty and kinky, and then Ichigo would later be downright mortified that he'd done it after they'd come down from their pleasure induced high.

Shiro was insatiable and Ichigo would never admit it, not even under the cruelest forms of torture, that he wouldn't have it any other way. Everyone else thought that Shiro took too much from Ichigo, sex-wise, but the orange head could care less. He got laid on an almost hourly basis. Who else could say that?

"Love Games" ~by~ Lady GaGa

If there was one thing that Ichigo found incredibly amusing and somewhat disturbing, it was his boyfriend's obsession with the music artist, Lady GaGa. He adored her because of her eccentricity and along with the fact that there was so much controversy over her.

The albino was literally a definition of eccentricity himself and caused much conflict as well so it was a perfect artist-fan fit between the two. Currently, Shiro was dancing to the song, "Love Games" and Ichigo admittedly found the meaning of the song seductive but was too busy drooling over his boyfriend's talented hips to actually care more than that.

Shiro's hands twisted elegantly over his head as his legs bent slightly, his hips grinding and undulating better than a professional belly dancer OR hula dancer. Ichigo didn't even know that a human's body could MOVE like that until he had met the albino now performing before him.

"Riot" ~by~ Three Days Grace

If there was one thing Ichigo's Hollow was definitely known for, it was causing chaos. Whenever he so very rarely slipped out between the cracks of Ichigo's crushing suppression, devastation followed in his wake.

It was like twin level five tornadoes had crushed their way through the area when Ichigo finally managed to regain control and was horrified when his eyes were immediately met with the carnage and utter destruction that surrounded him.

Ichigo had caused riots to be brought upon him. They weren't directly aimed at him, but since the mobbers couldn't get directly at their attacker (aka Shiro) they focused their fury on the guilty orange head.

As much as Ichigo didn't want to get lynched, they had a point. Shiro had to be stopped someway or another.

"Fire" ~by~ Scooter

Shiro was pure power. He was raw, undefined, and utterly unstoppable. His energy was seemingly unbound and his energy relentless and fiery, molten as lava but a whole lot faster. And he was fast. Just a white blur that enemies could barely trace with their eye before they were rent crudely in half.

Shiro's tongue and attitude were just as strong. He was cocky, arrogant, over self-confident. But he had the raw power to back up his snide words and threats, in which he was very creative in inventing up and his sly words never failed to make Ichigo throw up more barriers around his mind to keep the ruthless being contained tighter within his soul.

No one else would deal with this undousable flame. He was a pure white menace.

"Numb" ~by~ Linkin Park

Not many people knew that Ichigo had a guitar; even fewer knew that he actually played it. But when he did, it was pure, untapped passion and talent.

Shiro knew. Obviously, he knew everything that Ichigo knew and Ichigo knew that he could play a guitar. He just didn't think he could play it well. Shiro fully disagreed. His King could be a fucking rock star.

He had a voice that could reach into your chest and yank out your heart, leaving you gawking and gasping for breath. His fingers skimming over those taunt guitar strings flew effortlessly in perfect rhythm as strong music flooded the room.

Ichigo was talent.

"Street Fighter (War)" ~by~ Sick Puppies

When Shiro and Ichigo had fought Grimmjow, they had been truly one. They moved and breathed and were together. This was no time to be squabbling over control. This was an enemy that had to be defeated.

It was a must. Grimmjow truly hadn't stood a chance once the two of them had reached that conclusion before their thoughts meshed together so tightly that neither could tell whose thought was whose. Not that there was much anymore besides commands.

Left. Right. Spin. Stab. Block. Swing. Opening! Blood...

Their body flew seamlessly through moves never practiced before as they sliced the air apart with their black bankai. They were a force to be reckoned with.

"Remedy" ~by~ Seether

If there was one thing that the albino Hollow and orange haired shinigami agreed on, it was their liking of hard rock music. It wasn't deep or mushy like soft crappy songs but it had meaning. It had a distinctly rough edge to it and both would spend hours in the room just grinning at each other as hit after hit played on the orange head's music player.

Both were unaware, but the tough music was efficiently eroding the barrier between the two halves of one soul. The common appreciation and liking of hard rock, was only the key that the erosion needed to begin.

For those of you who read through this, and found no difference, you're right. There isn't a difference. All I did was spell-check them. Don't go complaining or anything now. Please re-review if you'd like! ^^