The man with the dragon tatto

Ok, guys, so this is my first fanfic that I have ever written, so please go easy on me. XD On to more serious things, THIS IS A YAOI FANFIC, MEANING BOYxBOY ACTION, so if you don't like it, you better go away this instant. So I've warned you and stuff, ohh and also the characters aren't mine, they belong to Kubo Tite-sensei. So this story's pairing is HichiIchi XD Ichigo will once reunite with his childhood friend and they will admit their love for each other and everything will seem alright, but, as you know, not all that glitters is gold. Shiro has a misterious dragon tatto on his back, that Ichigo knows nothing about, and ,furthermore, the overprotective Kon knows about it and it's meaning.

Prologue: Memories hidden in the dark

A hand in the air about to slap his twin brother's terrified face. Tears of despair and anger rolling down Ichigo's cheeks. His mother hitting Kon in front of his eyes. Their father arguing and screaming at his mother. The twins' being avoided by their classmates and having to rely only on themselves. That pretty much resumes Ichigo and Kon Kurosaki's childhood... untill one day, when a strange person entered Ichigo's life.

Small, pure snowflakes were swirling through the air as a small orange haired boy, covered in bruises, was wandering alone on the streets, grief darkening his features. Ichigo had been yet again abused by his mother... and so had been his brother, who was currently laying on a hospital bed. He just couldn't bear to see his brother like that... he just had to get out of there. So ... now he was just aimlessly walking around. He was cold and hungry and just wanted to get away from it all, but he couldn't do that...instead he was passing the time in an abandoned park.. or that's what he had thought at the moment. As he was walking around, not paying attention, he had tripped over something...actually, someone. As he got up quickly, the orangette noticed a small, frail body underneath him. ''Gomenasai. Please don't be mad, I didn't see you laying there" he apologized, blushing hardly at the ivory haired boy beneath him, who curiously, looked the same as him. ''... Just watch where you're going next time, 'kay?'' the other boy answered in a nonchalant manner, but the little orangette wasn't really paying attention as he was staring in the other boy's odd, golden eyes, which seemed awfully sad. His face returned to normal, but he did not move an inch. Something was telling him that the boy next to him was not an ordinary one... he felt as if this guy would have a lot more in common with him other than their faces' features... it was something that he could not explain to himself, but that he couldn't deny. That's how the two kids gradually got to know each other and, eventually, became best friends. As time passed on, Ichigo and Shiro learned everything about one another. That was only natural as they shared all of their memories, experiences, wishes and secrets. They were unseparable. Or that's how it seemed like at the time...

On his fourteenth birthday, Ichigo found out that Shiro's family and him had gone away... they had just taken off... Ichigo's best friend, his home, his world, his refuge from his daily problems had gone away. It felt as if someone had punched him in the head with a brick... the news left the poor carrot top dumbfounded. And, to top everything off, another disaster rose in the Kurosaki family. As his mother and grandmother were arguing over the family's debts, his grandmother got hit by his mother. Poor Ichigo couldn't take this anymore, so he and Kon decided to move out into their grandparents' house and cut all ties with their parents. Furthermore, Ichigo's highschool years were hell, literally. He would constantly get into fights because of his orange locks and he didn't have anyone by his side, except Kon, who was being schooled at home, so he had to learn how to take care of himself. Things finally got better when he got into university.

Now, the twenty year old orangette had moved out of his grandparents' place, was keeping in touch with his twin brother, but lived on his own, far away from Karakura Town. He now even had a very good friend: an odd character, but trustworthy, petite, raven haired girl named Kuchiki Rukia. His seemed like heaven in comparison right now, but every night, in the darkness of his rooms, memories from his past would not let him be. Whenever he was alone in the dead silence of his room, trying to sleep, the demons from his past instantly knew and reached their slimy, disguisting, diabolic hands to torture him. He would be dragged back into his blood stained past, back into his misery and suffering caused by his family and Shiro's sudden disappearance. The haunting creatures from hell wouldn't leave his side untill morning, when they would retreat in a dark corner of his mind because of the sun's light, which would finnaly allow the mentally and physically exhausted orangette to calm down and sleep.