Just a warning for this one, there is a rape part in here, so if you don't like that don't read it. You have been warned. Also I don't know if I must end it here or not...Since I've been taking so long to write this, the orginal Idea I had is gone, so really review if you want this to be continued and I'll see what I can make out of it.

After Ichigo had gone limp Renji had hoisted him up in his arms and started to walk back towards the stairs up to the Urahara's shop to see if he knew what happened. The redhead tried to stay relaxed, to not worry to much. Ichigo didn't have bad wounds and wasn't bleeding so perhaps he was just really tired and exhausted? Renji didn't believe it, but still he wanted to think positive!. Before he had even gotten to the stairs Ichigo stirred so Renji automatically stopped walking and looked down at Ichigo. He began to wonder what was wrong when the boy drastically paled though…, nails turning black, just as his lips and then when Ichigo opened his eyes, they were completely changed. The eye white had turned black and the iris was not chocolate brown anymore, it was gold.

Renji dropped the body, and Hichigo quickly sprang to his feet, before lunging at Renji who had his Zampaktou ready. The blade, still in its sealed form penetrated the albino's abdomen.

Renji grinned, Hichigo smirked and began to walk closer, taking more of the blade into his body. Renji's eyes were wide and he wanted to pull back but the hand on his wrist held him on the spot with a bruising hold.

The hollow began to push, forcing Renji back until the red head was pressed with his back against a boulder. Then Hichigo lifted his hand, moved his wrist to his mouth and bit down on it, breaking the skin to let blood slip out. He pulled the redheads hand away from his sword and then pinned Renji's arms up and placed his hand besides one of Renji's wrist, pulling it over it so that his blood could fall on it. The same was done to his other hand. The trail of blood lightened up, after the albino growled something softly, and pressed Renji's arms strongly against the boulder without Hichigo's hands.

Renji struggled, growled and grunted, even let his reiatsu slip out of control to break those bounds. But it was no good, they wouldn't break. This reiatsu was just like Ichigo's, strong and uncontrollable.

"The power of reiatsu is great, isn't it?" The white version of Ichigo sneered as he began to walk back to get Zabimaru out of him. A few seconds after the blade was out, the wound neatly healed, just as the wound on his wrist did. "Instant regenerations great as well, ne, Abarai."

"Let me the fuck go! What the hell are you going to do?!" Renji asked, glaring furiously at the albino. So this was Ichigo's inner demon? It was almost funny to so how different they both were. But Renji didn't laugh, to busy with still trying to get himself free. Think, think, think!! He told himself mentally.

"But I can't let you go! Don't you understand? I'm sick of the rain. It's been there far too long and you're the cause. King loves you, wants you, lusts after you. He doesn't take what he wants, and gets depressed. The storm from last night was really bad. I'll take what he wants, in the hope that he either gets so mad he can't be depressed or that he'll feel better because he watched you while I fucked you."

Hichigo spoke, smirking his usual smirk. His azure tongue peaked out to lick his lips before he got closer again, walking very predatory like.

"What the fuck?! Untie me right now!!" Renji cried out. What the hell was the hollow thinking? That he was gonna be his bitch? He didn't shut up, and kept on cursing and commanding Hichigo.

When the hollow was sick of it, and when he thought Renji could actually be heard upstairs, he ripped off the sleeve of Renji's haori, ripped that in two again before pushing one part into his mouth, the other part of fabric was tried around Renji's mouth to tie it at the back of his head so Renji couldn't spit it out.

Hichigo looked at his improvised gag and nodded. "Good good. It actually works."

If looks could kill, Hichigo would have been dead so many times. Renji growled around the gag, and cursed the man again…or tried to.

The albino wasn't being loving or nice; Renji's clothes were forcefully pulled off after which he took some space to look at his prey.

"Hmm no wonder he wants you so bad…" Hichigo murmured, before getting close again. His mouth was on Renji's neck, lips caressing his way down before his tongue did the same but then upwards. He licked the pulse point before sinking his teeth into Renji's neck, making the later cry out and shiver.

When Renji lifted a leg to kick the hollow in his groin, Hichigo pressed close, pinning Renji's legs and after a minute moving one of his own in between the red head's to rub against his cock.

Renji didn't want to react, but couldn't help to do so. His body was betraying him. His nose told him that the scent he could smell was Ichigo's this one just a bit darker, and the reiatsu was almost the same as well.

The touches! Oh even if they were rough and not loving, they got Renji's fire started. He shivered as the blood on his neck was lapped up and a hand replaced Hichigo's leg, squeezing his erection before beginning to stroke him firmly.

The redhead squirmed, wiggled, trying to get away as his body wanted to get closer. It was confusing, wanting this, this…demon! But no he didn't want Ichigo's inner demon, he wanted Ichigo himself. This shocked the redhead, apparently things like these came to reality when in positions like these Renji mused.

But as soon as Hichigo noticed that Renji was starting to really enjoy this he gripped the Shinigami's hips and walked back a bit so that Renji's body was horizontal. The demon then ripped off Renji's uniform pants, gripped his ass cheeks and pulled them apart.

Renji was trying frantically to get away again, he knew what was going to happen and he didn't want it! He knew he couldn't take it, not like this!! But Hichigo was stronger, his hips snapped forward and a thick and long erection was forced into Renji's unprepared hole.

Renji cried out, tears stinging at the corner of his eyes before sliding down, a pained expression came onto his face and more tears slid down. It hurt so fucking much, so terribly fucking much.

Hichigo didn't care about the redheads discomfort, he just kept on thrusting fucking in and out of Renji's tight and now bleeding asshole.

Renji didn't know how long Hichigo was going at it, didn't know how long he had cried, silently keeping his dignity, he ignored the whispers coming from the albino about how pretty his pained face was, how good he was crying like that, about how he would force Renji to be his slave, his pet, how he'd be his master and punish him every night.

Right after that last whisper though the movements stopped abruptly and a piercing cry filled the air.

"No!! Don't ya take over! Not now I'm fucking him, he's mine! I made him cry and bleed! King yer not taking over!"

These growls found Renji's ears and he opened his eyes to watch Hichigo back off to watch him struggle against 'King'.

The reiatsu binds were starting to weaken and soon were gone completely, Renji slid to the ground, winching as he ass made contact with hard stone.

As his eyes opened again it was when the redhead felt himself being lifted up and cradled in strong arms. Ichigo, beautiful Ichigo, his beautiful Ichigo, silent tears slid down his cheeks again.

No words were exchanged as Ichigo carried him to the healing spring and as he sat down with Renji on his lap Renji was very aware of the hard erection brushing his thigh.

A shift made Ichigo's shudder a bit and another one had him grab Renji's hips, moving the redhead until he was straddling Ichigo's thighs, hovering above his erection.

Renji buried his face into the orange haired neck and let out a shaky breath. The healing water had healed his ass and it wasn't bleeding anymore. The violent fucking from the hollow before made him loose and because Renji knew it was Ichigo who pushed him down on his erection it was okay.

The pain was there, but dulled by the healing water, there was pleasure now too, already there from knowing Ichigo was pushing inside him, rocking his hips and sighing contently.

Ichigo, his Ichigo, looking up at him, a light smile on his blush. It was an expression Renji hadn't seen before. And that beautiful face…Renji could stare at it forever. The redheads hand lifted and placed themselves against Ichigo's cheeks as Ichigo started to pick the pace up, lifting and dropping Renji faster then before.

Soft little moans were passing Renji's lips as he definitely felt pleasure now. His body had been drained from it's energy though, and the roughness had left his body sensitive.

As Renji began to move on his own, Ichigo moved one hand up to Renji's chest, punching his nipples before rubbing them between his fingers.

Renji's back arched, pushing his chest more firmly into Ichigo's hands. God that felt good!

Ichigo's other hand moved away from Renji's hip now too, since the redhead moved himself fully now. It moved to stroke the engorged erection Renji carried, smearing the pre-cum all over the head.

Renji was trembling now, moaning helplessly in pleasure as Ichigo played his body.

The site that Renji made, aroused and needy got Ichigo closer to the edge, he could feel his orgasm coiling and burning in his gut.

So Ichigo figured it was time to make Renji cum as well. He angled his hips to hit Renji's prostate as he started to meet the downward movements Renji made.

On the first hit Renji cried out, on the second he came, eye wide and mouth open as his nails dug into Ichigo's cheek, his body trembled and his asshole and inner walls contracted heavy around Ichigo's cock inside his body.

Upon seeing, but mostly feeling Renji's orgasm, Ichigo couldn't help but follow him soon after into oblivion, trusting to ride out his orgasm and milk himself dry as he kept on stroking Renji's cock to milk him dry as well.

When both came down from there height they shared a quick kiss before Renji passed out against Ichigo, and Ichigo snuggled up to the body in his arms, sighing content as he dozed off, afternoon naps were great, and after amazing sex with the guy you fancied all along it was just heaven.